Four hundred and twentieth chapters Xingtian family
The answer to this period of history cannot be found by beating him up for the rest of his life or attracting his mother.
However, Aunt Qing had some vague guesses. Later, she asked Yu Sheng's mother for confirmation, but King Donghuang directly changed the subject.
Xiang Xi closed his eyes, still recalling inarticulately.
Taotie walked in the long corridor for a long time and finally reached the end of the road. He was startled as soon as he poked his head out.
"A person appeared in front of Taotie, an extremely huge person, he, he..."
The monkey in the memory followed Taotie's perspective. After Taotie was frightened, the monkey who was also frightened began to tremble.
Fu Nan hurriedly gave the wolf a cup of fast-boiled gunpowder, which immediately made the wolf more courageous.
"What's wrong with him?" Yan Ting, who was on the side, could no longer care about enjoying the noodles and asked Xuan Yi anxiously.
"This man is naked and headless, with his breasts as his eyes and his navel as his mouth." There was still some fluctuation in Xuanxuan's tone, and he raised his glass and took a sip of the cannon to light up the lamp.
In the darkness, Taotie could see things, and his eyes were widened with a strange light, looking down at the outside Taotie.
Taotie was frightened and took a step back, letting out an angry roar, trying to scare away the enemy.
It's just that the person who came didn't move forward or retreat, but Taotie's ears were numb from the echo.
After calming down for a while, Taotie realized that the person in front of him was not a person, but a lifelike stone statue, which frightened Taotie.
Since it was a dead thing, Taotie became bolder and stuck its head out of the tunnel again. Only then could it see the whole surroundings, and then took a breath of air.
I saw that it was inside the mountain, and a deep pit with no end in sight appeared in front of Taotie. When he raised his head, he could not see the sky either, it was covered by a layer of cloud-like mist.
As for the stone statue, it held a bronze square shield in one hand and a large ax in the other. It was powerful and murderous, so Taotie did not dare to look at it too much and could only look around.
The legs of the stone statue are under the pit, and they tower up to the chest in front of Taotie. The eyes are made of breasts, and when you look up, you see an empty neck.
"This cave is very big, and Taotie looks very small inside." The young monk conveyed Taotie's words.
Taotie wanted to turn back, but a wild boar appeared again, so he chased it down the pit.
After swallowing the prey, a city appeared in front of Taotie.
There are stone houses in the city and a main hall built with stone pillars. Even the smallest house is more than enough to accommodate gluttons.
The road was very wide, and Taotie moved forward along the street.
I don’t know how long I walked, and I rested many times in Taotie. When I was so hungry that I couldn’t hold on any longer, a bronze door finally appeared in front of me.
After breaking open the bronze door, Taotie appeared in a narrow valley.
"The grass in the valley is sparse, and there are many birds and beasts. The gluttonous glutton immediately threw all doubts behind him," said the 狌狌.
When Taotie accidentally looked up, he still saw that the valley was sandwiched between two towering snow-capped mountains, sealing the valley and leaving no exit at all.
However, the flat road extending from the mountains was still going forward. The gluttons who had eaten and drank enough followed the road and passed through the copper gates one after another, one after another, and one mountain after another.
Due to the natural barriers between the valleys, outsiders cannot get in, so there are many birds and beasts, so that Taotie will not starve.
So with the help of this broad, flat, straight road that passed through the mountains and greatly shortened the distance, Taotie quickly passed through the center of the Dongshan Mountains and entered the Eastern Wasteland.
"That stone statue," Yan Ting muttered, looking up at Aunt Qing, "the weapon is Qianqi, the weapon of the Xingtian clan, but it has no head..."
He shook his head, unsure. The Xingtian clan used a human-shaped symbol as their city totem, and had never heard of enshrining a headless giant stone statue.
Moreover, as the most brave and proficient clan among the giants, the Xingtian clan had already perished after the First Battle of the Central Plains and the subsequent Holy War.
During the Holy War, Yanting was not yet born, but Aunt Qing was a survivor of that war.
She frowned and remained silent for a while before saying: "Back then, there was a warrior from the Xingtian clan who killed the Lord of Baiyun City with an ax and drove the saint into chaos."
Aunt Qing raised her head and looked at Yan Ting, "It was he who successfully held back the God Killer and gave the gods a chance to encircle him."
Yan Ting's eyes widened, "Later, seeing that the situation was over, the God Killer desperately cut off his head?"
"Unexpectedly, this giant was so brave that he refused to retreat until the god-killer was killed by his axe. He was a brave man from the Xingtian clan?" Yan Ting remembered.
This battle was truly shocking, how could he not know it?
It's just that he, and even the current history books, all have memories of the Xingtian clan before the war, so they never thought of it for a while.
"He's not dead?" Yan Ting said.
Aunt Qing shook her head. There was no record of this warrior in the history books.
As a witness, the only thing she knew was that a family of giants carried his body away.
"Where's the head? Has it been installed?" Yan Ting asked with concern. If the God Killer didn't kill him after this, he would be very disappointed.
"Of course I can't find the head." Aunt Qing said. He killed others. Maybe he could still find the head during the chaos, but the person he killed was the son of a saint.
Now Yan Ting understands what Aunt Qing said, "Do you guess that the Xingtian clan did not perish, but hid in the mountains and took this warrior as a totem?"
Although the eyes and mouth are a bit strange, Yan Ting thinks the girl's guess is reliable.
Aunt Qing nodded. She now felt that her guess about the entanglement between King Donghuang and the Giant Clan and the origin of Long Bo's battle was more accurate.
It's just that some things are hard to explain. After all, the Four Wild Kings have a lot to do with the world.
Even at that time, there was a sacred battle between one king and three kings. It was just a matter of drinking tea, chatting, watching the battle in the Central Plains, and then secretly arranged it behind the scenes.
In the end, King Donghuang stood in the wrong position and lost, and the three kings just laughed it off, just like winning a game of Go.
What's more, with King Donghuang's IQ, he will always lose against any king in Go, and he will still lose even if he has a handicap.
Of course, this is the only king who can lose chess and still mess around and make money.
At first, the three kings liked to play chess and beat her the most. Later, when they met, they never mentioned playing chess, and they no longer took pleasure in winning against her.
Yan Ting wanted to ask more questions to clear up his doubts, but heard footsteps coming up the wooden ladder, "Little aunt, I just finished writing a hundred characters. Can I advance the reward?"
Before the person even came down, Yu Sheng’s words had already been conveyed to him.
After looking down from the wooden ladder, Yu Sheng saw Yan Ting sitting in the lobby.
"Hey, Lord Yan City is here." Yu Sheng walked down the wooden stairs and teleported to the long table.
After seeing Yu Sheng's actions, Aunt Qing realized that it might not be possible to lure Yu Sheng's parents here now, because she couldn't defeat him unless she used a beauty trap.
Yan Ting said in surprise: "Leader Yu still uses the wooden ladder?"
"Nonsense, what's the point of walking if you don't take the wooden ladder?" Yu Sheng placed the copy of a hundred large characters in front of his aunt.
Yan Ting suggested: "I think you should get used to it in advance, such as going straight up and down."
Otherwise, you will not be used to it after going up to Fairy Mountain. I have been to Yanting, and when I went upstairs for the first time, I was surprised to find no wooden ladder. I was even asked: "Are you new here?"
Poor Yan Ting's hard-earned image of "I'm familiar with this place, I'm not new here" suddenly collapsed.
But you don’t have to worry about it for the rest of your life. What if someone builds a wooden ladder just for walking? After all, Fairy Mountain is his home, and he can do whatever he wants with it.
"Hey, by the way, my flower pots have been making money lately, right?" After hearing what Yan Ting said, Yu Sheng remembered his flower pot business.
"Now that you are the leader of the alliance, you are responsible for all the food, clothing, and flower pots in Zhaixinglou. The Witch Academy has long since given up." Yan Ting then thought of using noodles.
Upon hearing this, Yu Sheng slapped the table, "Then why don't you leave? You're addicted to eating and drinking!"
"Did you not hit the flower pot again?" He asked again distressedly.