After Feng Jiuyou said something, Su Mu could only get up from the ground obediently.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his mouth.
Then he wiped two handfuls on Feng Heguang's clothes very familiarly:
"The quality of this dress is really good and soft."
The corners of Feng Heguang's eyes began to beat violently uncontrollably.
He could only pretend not to see it and continued:
"About fifty thousand years ago, His Highness's ancestors completely lost control of the Ark, and the four major clans were born."
"The White Tiger clan is in charge, the Suzaku clan is in charge of the army, and the Xuanwu clan is in charge of resource quotas."
"So, among the three major clans, the White Tiger clan is the strongest, followed by the Suzaku clan, and the Xuanwu clan is the weakest."
Su Mu couldn't help but asked curiously:
"What about the Qinglong clan?"
Feng Heguang said lightly:
"The Qinglong clan was originally only responsible for one thing, which was to control the most fundamental guard force of the royal family and to train experts. Later, they had no choice but to make compromises with the other three major clans."
"Of course, the Qinglong clan not only controls the imperial guards, but is also responsible for everything related to the royal family. It is superior to the other three clans. It has the smallest number of people, but the strongest strength."
Su Mu immediately said:
"No, since there are so many people in the Hall of Valor, why did you still plan on the primitive people of the earth ten thousand years ago?"
Feng Heguang glanced at Feng Jiuyou, and Feng Jiuyou chuckled:
"This is the most important issue, because the biological radio waves collected by the tens of billions of people in the Hall of Valor are completely unable to extract the source liquid, and the source liquid is irreplaceable and the most important resource."
Su Mu suddenly realized:
"So, you're just trying your luck on Earth?"
Feng Jiuyou was noncommittal and said calmly:
"For the earth at that time, in front of the four major tribes, primitive people could only be regarded as... ants in the eyes of the gods. But you can't deny that for primitive people, their appearance was an extremely important reason that cannot be ignored.
, which led to the rapid development of human civilization."
"But you are also ruthlessly harvesting."
Su Mu is not a saint. He knows that there is a saying that heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs.
The four major clans can no longer extract the source liquid in the Hall of Valor, so they can only choose the last method.
Arrive.
When he came to the earth, he discovered that the soul energy of the primitive people on the earth was so powerful, so he started the follow-up plan.
The four major clans divided the earth, and the Qinglong clan, with their powerful force, occupied the land of China.
All primitive people have been implanted with ultra-nano elements that can be inherited genetically, thereby stimulating superpowers and bursting out soul energy countless times more powerful than ordinary people.
However, there has never been a superpower in the territory of the Qinglong clan.
That's because the Qinglong clan has inherited ancient martial arts.
In fact, ancient martial arts is the most orthodox cultivation method. Transforming oneself into heaven and earth is the method to suppress the awakening of super powers.
Feng Heguang glanced at Su Mu, thought for a while, and finally said it:
"Actually, there is another crucial thing here."
"Back then, the four major clans discovered the existence of primitive people on the ancestral planet. As a result, the last pure-blood species of the royal family lost their greatest and most useful role."
"Because on the Ark, only the biological radio waves of the royal pure-blood species are left, which can extract the source liquid."
"But since the primitive people of the Ancestral Star have solved the biggest problem, then the royal pure-blooded species no longer need to exist."
"The contemporary inspectors had no choice but to join forces with the Qinglong clan to rescue the last pureblood of the royal family, that is... Ancestor Yang."
Su Mu stared blankly at Feng Heguang. Feng Heguang looked at him with gentle and respectful eyes:
"As a last resort, the Tianxing Sect settled in the eastern corner of the ancestral star and called it... Kyushu. The Qinglong clan relied on strong methods and made great sacrifices and exchanges, and only then did they get the commitment of the other three clans."
"That's it...!"
"Qinglong refuses, and the other three tribes are not allowed to set foot in Kyushu."
"The Ancestral Star civilization reincarnates every one million years. Jiuzhou and Huaxia are the names that existed when the ancestor of the Wind Clan left the Ancestral Star millions of years ago. It just reappears again."
"Unfortunately, later on, the Qinglong clan gradually declined, the Chinese dynasties changed, the war resulted in the death of a large number of people, and most of the soul energy harvested in the end fell into the hands of the other three clans. Your Highness, you should also do these things Got it."
Of course Su Mu knew.
I didn’t mention it before, but in the past three thousand years, almost no great dynasty could exist for more than three hundred years and would inevitably fall.
The destruction will inevitably lead to massive death of the population.
The population changes in Chinese history are well documented.
Just when it reached its peak, it was... war.
"The Qinglong clan gradually lost control, or protection, of China, and the sects began to seek refuge with the other three clans. Finally, the Tianxing sect had no choice but to join the world."
"Although the Qinglong clan is in decline, the other three clans also know that the Qinglong clan controls the killing move that will kill them all. They throw themselves into the trap. As a last resort, they tacitly agree to limit the level of struggle to the ancestral star."
"This was the last gambling battle between Huaxia and Japan Fuso. Unfortunately, due to various reasons, Huaxia lost."
Su Mu was silent.
Su Xuanji said that he lost the third game.
But this time.
He won't lose.
Can't lose either.
After Feng Heguang said this, he stopped speaking and stepped aside.
Feng Jiuyou continued:
"My dear grandson, the next step is the real focus!"
Su Mu couldn't help but take off his shoes and slapped the old guy's wretched face hard.
"Old ghost, you...you...!"
Feng Jiuyou glared at Su Mu, and there was a touch of sadness in his words:
"My dear grandson, is it easy for you to say to me? I'm already old, and I still have to...!"
"Okay, okay."
Su Mu quickly interrupted him and said directly:
"Let's be honest, what do you want me to do?"
Feng Jiuyou's eyes were a little strange, as if there was a faint sharpness flashing through his eyes, then he coughed and said:
"I said before, this war is of course a matter of life and death for China, but for you, it is just an appetizer."
"Because your identity has been completely exposed, you will die if you lose, but if you win, then...! At that time, it will not be a question of whether you can find them or not. There will be countless troubles coming one after another. The Min Family, the Chosen Family, the Royal Family, those three major clans, even if you are an eight-armed dragon, you will only be able to fight like a Barbie in the end."
Su Mu...!
Old Snake Skin, you are still keeping up with the times.
But the old guy was right.
One's own identity is original sin.
Until death, never rest.
But I don’t want to die, so how should I break it?
You just got it together to be perfect, and you want me to die?
I'll kill you first.
Su Mu bared his teeth for a long time, and finally looked at Feng Jiuyou:
"Military advisor, what's the plan?"
Feng Jiuyou smiled, his face full of a chicken thief who had succeeded in his conspiracy:
"Lord, I have three strategies."
With the wind and light aside, I almost died of embarrassment.