Qiuhua's body twisted and turned into a trace of flying flames flying across the sky. The speed was so fast that it was unimaginable, but it was a god-level mount after all, so it should be like this!
Ding Jilin frowned as he looked at the big map.
In the Northern Territory, Lanling City has disappeared, and even the other two S-level guild stations have also disappeared.
He looked through the system messages he received after going online and found out that in the subsequent Advent War, Lanling City, Baidi City, etc. were destroyed and could not be rebuilt.
The loss was huge, and a large source of funds for Xianlin was gone!
Fortunately, the map of the Forest of Demonic Dragons is still there, and Lin Xixi has already taken it with him. Nanfeng and other Xianlin elites have gone over to occupy it. The only way to continue to produce Demonic Dragon War Horses is to continue.
As for the northern border, it is all blood red.
Maps such as the Thousand Maple Grove and the Desolate Woodland that the human race had previously captured have been lost again. The Northern Territory has become blood-red and has once again become the territory of the undead and the abyss.
As for the demon clan, the sea of 100,000 forests was bleak. Demon ancestor Bai Ze sacrificed the fate of the entire demon clan in an attempt to become a god, but Shi Lan risked his life to kill him.
As a result, the entire demon clan suffered along with it and lost all its luck. Those demon clan children gradually degenerated and became various beasts after five hundred years, and their sense of existence was almost diminished.
"Whoosh!"
The body of the fire dragon broke through the clouds. Ding Jilin looked at the coordinates on the big map and vaguely felt that he had arrived. He whispered, "Qiuhua, is it down there?"
"Um."
The autumn flowers swooped down.
When Ding Jilin passed through the clouds and looked down at the earth, he felt particularly bad. There was only a wilderness below, and the tall tower that once stood here no longer existed.
"Why is it happening like that……"
Ding Jilin fell to the ground, holding the fish intestine sword, looking at the wilderness in front of him with complicated emotions. The only traces he could trace were some broken bricks and tiles among the weeds.
Qiuhua condensed into a human form, standing aside and saying softly, "Ding Jilin... don't be too sad. Those red-robed wizards back then were so powerful. They could level the entire Tower of Babel with just a wave of their hands. It's not surprising."
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"Um."
Ding Jilin nodded, suddenly looked up at the bushes ahead, and seemed to see something different.
"There's something there."
He swept away, rushed into the bushes, and stood in front of a stone sculpture. The stone sculpture was covered with plants, making it difficult to see clearly, so he slashed them all down with his sword. Soon, the shape of a stone sculpture lay across his eyes.
She is a woman with short hair, wearing armor and a bearskin cloak, holding a gray sword in her hand. The entire statue has been dilapidated for hundreds of years, even weathered and cracked a little.
Withering Blade, Shilan.
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Ding Jilin frowned, "Here... how come there is a statue of Shi Lan here? Why is the statue of Shi Lan still here even though the Sky Tower was razed to the ground?"
Qiuhua frowned slightly and said, "During your absence, I have actually been traveling around the mainland with my soul, so I still know a little bit about this matter."
"you say."
"After the war between gods and demons that year, the red-robed wizard led the army of evil spirits to sweep down. After the Sky Tower was razed and most of the human race was slaughtered by the evil spirits, those ancestral forest troops were recalled to the ancestral forest and left the world."
Qiuhua pursed her red lips. "At that time, in the mountains to the east of the Sky Tower, those hunters who had been favored by the Sky Tower came here. They felt the kindness of Shi Lan, so they chiseled a statue of Shi Lan here. Therefore,
Only then can this statue be preserved to this day.”
"So this is ah……"
Ding Jilin's mind was agitated. He looked up at the statue of Shi Lan, then lowered his head and stroked the red rope on his left arm. There were some bonds that he really could only keep in mind and never chase after.
"wrong."
He took a closer look at the stone statue and found that there were traces of knives and axes on it, and even a section of Shi Lan's left arm was cut off. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "What are these?"
"A masterpiece of the Great Li Dynasty."
Qiuhua chuckled and said, "After the Great Li Dynasty took over the world, they began to encourage scholars to tamper with historical facts and wipe out the achievements of the Great Chu Dynasty. Only in this way can their position be in line with the way of heaven. Therefore, regardless of the practitioners of the Great Li Dynasty,
He is still a commoner, and he hates the genius of the human race from the old era like Shi Lan with all his heart."
She smiled slightly, "There is even a saying that Shi Lan, Chen Xi and others were too strong in cultivation, which caused natural disasters and the legendary battle between gods and demons. Even the God of Fire was criticized, saying
She took too much luck from the human race, and ended up colluding with the Chu Dynasty. She is an extremely selfish god."
"Go to hell..."
Ding Jilin lightly clenched his fist and said, "Does the Great Li Dynasty still want to be shameless?"
"Isn't this true of every dynasty in history?"
Qiuhua chuckled, "Why are you still so uncalm?"
"It's not that I'm not calm, it's just that I don't feel comfortable."
Ding Jilin suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I don't know many things that happened in the five hundred years since I left. Tell me, how did the Great Li Dynasty replace the Great Chu Dynasty?"
"Oh, this started after the battle between gods and demons."
Qiu Hua said softly, "Back then, after all the geniuses of the tribe were killed in battle, the ancestral forest army swept down and killed seven adults of the tribe.
At the mouth, the Chu Dynasty was short of troops and lost control of the situation."
She pursed her red lips and said, "At that time, Song Yuanshan, the Fengyun Marquis who was in charge of Tongzhou in the south, was leading 20 people and prisoners to build the Great Wall to resist the Southern Wilderness. He saw that the Chu Dynasty was crumbling, so he led 20 people along the way.
Going north, we first captured Tongzhou and Yuzhou, and then attacked Lingzhou from the north and south to capture the imperial capital."
"Song Yuanshan..."
Ding Jilin was surprised, "This name looks familiar. I seemed to have seen him before in the court. He was standing very far back. Can a person like this conquer the world?"
"right."
Qiuhua said with a smile, "Later, Song Yuanshan died of old age, and his descendants continued to take over the throne, becoming the Song family of the Great Li Dynasty today. Because the ministers rebelled and seized the throne, the Song family spared no effort to discredit the Great Chu Dynasty, otherwise
It is difficult to win over the people of the world."
She said leisurely, "Today, no one remembers people like the God of Fire Lin Tong, the God of Fire Protector Shi Lan, Chu Feng who personally led the expedition, and the eldest princess Lin Shutong. As long as they spare no effort, history will really be tampered with."
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"Absolutely disgusting."
Ding Jilin chuckled, "Disgusting, please open the door for your disgusting mother. I'm so disgusting."
"Used to it."
At this moment, the sound of rustling footsteps suddenly came from the distance, someone was coming!
"Um?"
Ding Jilin immediately took a few steps back, entered the state of drifting into the night with the wind, and disappeared into the forest out of thin air.
…
In the bushes, three NCs walked out, all dressed as wild cultivators, an old man and two young men, they seemed to be a master and a disciple.
"Master, there is a stone statue there."
The sharp-eyed disciple shouted.
"Hey, there really are stone statues."
The old man had some cultivation skills, so he came over, took a glance, and smiled contemptuously, "I'll sleep here tonight. Master will bake some rabbits for you to eat. After that, you can continue to practice."
"yes!"
The elder disciple was busy making a fire, while the younger disciple tilted his head and looked at the stone statue and said, "Master, who is this stone statue?"
"The people and things of the past are gone."
The old man sat down on a dead tree and said with a smile, "Want to hear it?"
"Want to hear."
"Okay, sit down and listen to the teacher speak slowly."
"This woman's name is Shi Lan. It is said that she had a title back then, called the Withering Blade. She was quite accomplished in swordsmanship. She was also the protector of Lin Tong, the Fire God Emperor. It's a pity that she obviously ate so many people on Yunze Continent.
He has a lot of luck, but instead of serving the world, he has become the eagle dog of the Chu Dynasty."
"Master, the Fire God Emperor...isn't he the Yanhuo Immortal Master of Zhongnan Mountain?"
"Exactly!"
The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "So, the Fire God Emperor Lin Tong, the Withering Blade Shi Lan, and the Xing Hua Blade Lin Qingyu are just a group of remnants of the previous dynasty. The ones who protect our Yunze Continent now, but that Zhongnan Mountain
Immortal Master Yanhuo, his mastery of the law of fire has become extraordinary and holy!"
As he spoke, he said to Yourong, "How can the Fire God and National Preceptor conferred by our Great Li Dynasty be comparable to Lin Tong, who died in battle for many years? She, Lin Tong, is also worthy of being called the Fire God?"
Ding Jilin couldn't stand listening anymore. This old boy deserves a beating!
He glanced at Qiuhua.
Qiuhua was speechless, "You can do whatever you want. I'm your mount. How can you still control Ding Jilin?"
"Haha, yes!"
Ding Jilin shook his arm slightly and immediately entered the Pangu Soul transformation effect. He rushed out of the void with a "Peng" sound and punched the old wild cultivator hard!
"Peng!"
With a solid punch, the old man's body flew out and hit an old tree hard at the waist, causing countless leaves to fall.
"Master!"
The two disciples wanted to save him, but Ding Jilin directly raised his hand and cast a wind-fixing spell!
"Certainly!"
The two disciples were unable to move.
"Young hero..."
The old man vomited blood and was about to have an attack. When he looked up, he saw that the aura lingering around Ding Jilin was extremely strong. Suddenly, the old man's mood became mature and steady, and his face was full of friendliness.
"Why did the young hero suddenly launch a sneak attack?"
"No reason."
Ding Jilin stepped forward and picked up the old man from the ground, and then threw him hard in front of the two disciples, saying, "Who is the Immortal Master Yanhuo you call, dare to compare with Lin Tong? The war five hundred years ago, how could it be?"
Can you give me any advice?"
He frowned, "Fire God Lin Tong, Water God Lin Chen, Withering Blade Shi Lan, Xing Hua Blade Lin Qingyu, Flame Spirit Shadow Su Ying, Chen Xi, Lin Shutong, Chu Feng, they are all leaders of the human race.
They are all legends that the human race should be proud of, what right do you, a loser, have to blaspheme?"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the distance, "Get out, get away immediately, and you are not allowed to step into this territory again, otherwise you will die!"
"Okay, I get out..."
The old man got up in a hurry and fled with his two disciples.
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"It's been five hundred years, but you still have such a bad temper?"
At this time, a rather familiar voice came from behind.
Ding Jilin turned around suddenly, his eyes filled with shock.
She was dressed in gray soft armor and walked out of the forest with a sword that had killed countless monsters on her back. She had a faint smile on her lips, and the divine fire was looming in her beautiful eyes.
