For tens of thousands of years, no one knows how much history has been covered up. No one knows the history before the demon era, because no one wants to explore it, because no one remembers it.
Are humans really that weak?
When there were no demons, how did the human race survive in those ferocious and brutal ancient times?
No one has thought about it this way, and no one cares about it. Now is the time, why should they think about it so much?
However, there are records in the Holy Sect that in the era of demons, the clan of the dead city lord was the only human family that could practice.
Thinking of this, the Lord of the Dead City who was standing in his forbidden area couldn't help laughing.
The only one who can practice?
It’s ridiculous, how many people want to explore the things in this world?
Thousands of years ago, Daozu visited the dead city lord's family in person, hoping to obtain human cultivation methods from the dead city lord's family, but he was disappointed.
The cultivation method of the dead city lord's family is not suitable for all human races, so he left.
He also once asked what it was like in an era without demons.
The lord of the dead city at that time answered him like this, drinking blood like hair.
Daozu smiled and replied, is it true?
Yeah, really?
No one will explore it, and Taozu will not explore it, because that is all in the past.
The Lord of the Dead City put his hand on a stone lion. The stone lion seemed to sense something, and a light door slowly opened.
The Lord of the Dead City looked around and walked in.
How many years have passed since he stepped into this world again? The last time was when he took over the position of family patriarch and was brought to him by his father.
"The current patriarch of the family surnamed Feng, Feng Tianyang, has come to pay his respects. I have something important to ask the elder!" Feng Tianyang, the lord of the dead city, knelt on the ground respectfully, without raising his head to look at the world.
The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, and the spiritual energy is abundant, making others envious.
"Oh, the little guy from more than fifty years ago is now the leader of the clan."
Suddenly, an old voice sounded, and Feng Tianyang did not dare to raise his head.
"It's better to be bolder and more interesting before." An old woman's voice sounded.
"Humph, it's good to know some rules." A strong-willed person's voice sounded. It seemed that this was the third person.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" The first old man's voice sounded again, it was an old man.
"Elder Qi, from the outside world, the dead tribe has invaded, and the army is approaching the city. Although there is a large formation to protect the city, the priest recorded in the ancient books has already appeared, so I want to pray for holy objects to break the formation." Fengtian Yanggong.
He replied respectfully, without any disrespect or any other feeling.
"Oh, the dead have invaded?" The old man was confused.
"It shouldn't be. The ancestors predicted that this is not the real moment for the invasion of the dead." The old woman's voice sounded, full of doubts.
prophecy?
What prophecy?
Naturally Feng Tianyang wouldn't know, this is a family secret.
"Hahaha, you don't have to worry about this. Someone will understand. Moreover, the holy objects are not used on priests. They are just appetizers."
"Besides, Dao Ancestor is still here and all the saints are not dead, so you don't need to be frightened."
I don’t know how long it took before the angry man’s words appeared.
Feng Tianyang was greatly shocked. Everyone now knows that tens of thousands of years have passed, the Taoist ancestors have returned, and the saints have disappeared. Unexpectedly, he heard a different voice here.
"Also, I have something to ask of you. If you don't come, we might go find you." The angry man's voice sounded again, and Feng Tianyang's body sank a little lower.
I don't know how much time passed, but Feng Tianyang followed a young man out of the secret realm.
"Remember, you will be my uncle from now on." The young man said.
"I understand, young master." Feng Tianyang said very respectfully, he was actually so respectful to a child.
"What did you say?" The man called Young Master raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Tianyang and said.
"I know, nephew." Feng Tianyang's scalp felt numb and he said. Unexpectedly, this time he did not borrow the holy object, but brought back a little ancestor. I really don't know what the elders in the house thought?
It must be experience.
Feng Tianyang thought this way, and when he saw the sky, it was already late. He was worried about the war and couldn't leave this person's side, so he felt a little helpless.
"Uncle, is there something urgent?" The young man suddenly approached Feng Tianyang and asked.
"No, no, how could something happen?" Feng Tianyang was so frightened that he jumped back a step, waved his hands, and said.
"Okay, if you have something to do, go and do it. I'll just wander around the city. I won't go far. I know what's appropriate." The young man smiled and said, looking very talkative.
"Really, you really don't run around?" Feng Tianyang thought for a while and said, if the young master doesn't run around, as long as he is in the dead city, everything will be fine.
"Really, you go ahead." The young man replied seriously, waved his hand, and asked Feng Tianyang to go away.
"Okay, then be careful." Feng Tianyang struggled for a moment, thinking that since the elders all called this child the young master, then this young man must be very strong. Otherwise, how could he be so relieved, so he agreed
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When the young man saw Feng Tianyang walking away, the young look on his face suddenly changed, like a mature adult.
"How many years have passed, and I don't know how the world has become. My father really left me with a difficult problem?" The young man looked around and walked in one direction.
…
In the secret realm of the Feng family's forbidden area, three people stood on the top of a mountain, looking at a huge mirror, each with nervous expressions on their faces.
"Isn't it a good idea to let the young master out?" an old woman asked, feeling a little uneasy.
"This is the prophecy, so just do it." A middle-aged man said this. He looked calm, but the sweat on his palms betrayed his true state of mind.
"Okay, from now on we can just keep an eye on the young master for a day, and everything will be fine." The gray-haired old man said with finality, and he left slowly, and the middle-aged man also left.
"I hope nothing will happen, otherwise..." The old woman looked at the mirror with a hopeful look on her face.
The Jiuzhou Continent and the Demon Spirit Continent seem to be in turmoil. The Feng Family has just taken action. Various hidden families, ancient demon clans, and various unborn races seem to have taken action.
As everyone knows, in the era of demons, these humans, monsters, and legendary races have never appeared.
When a family is in trouble, the situation is in turmoil.
It seems that the world is not just a world of holy sects and demon saints.
…
There was an old man sitting on a small boat floating on the sea, holding a fishing rod in his hand and catching fish.
"I didn't expect that Feng would take action first."
"Hahaha, that's right. The Feng clan is originally in a semi-hidden state, and our human race was the first to take action."
"Their surname is Feng, but they possess the most powerful fire in the world. It's really very different. Maybe the wind helps the fire grow."
"How can our Dao world be so easily invaded by the outside world? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."
"However, Daozu is a variable."
"Forget it, no matter how strong he is, it doesn't matter. We have been hiding for so long, and we even resisted the demon invasion. How can we be afraid of an outsider?"
"However, our human race is really a race that is easily forgotten."
"One hundred and eight saints, seventy-two saints from the human race, all follow the Taoist ancestors. Look at the demon clan, the thirty-six saints are still alive and are not far away from the Taoist ancestors."
"Think about ancient times, when those four people led all races, they were just a little bit off."
"There is no way."
"It's a pity, otherwise, the current Dao world would not be like this."
"There are hundreds of holes and passages in all realms."
"I think those four people should be from the outside world, but they must be people who are closely related to the Taoist world."
"Otherwise, why are they helping me in the Dao Realm?"
"For the power in that land, forget it, it's ridiculous. The power possessed by those four people seems to be stronger than the power in that land."
"Forget it, I really don't know what a bad old man like me is talking to myself here. It's time to go back and do some things."
"Humph, God!"
"This time, it's different."
The old man suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he had seen through everything, passed through the chaos, and came to a different place.
…
On the Kyushu Continent, in a mountain range, the person who had been in contact with Elder Tian came to this place.
There are four statues in front of him.
"How?" A majestic voice asked.
"Nothing was found. There seems to be no movement in the sky." The man replied.
"Trouble, no movement is the biggest movement, keep checking!"
"There is one more thing to report to you. Daozu's identity has been found." The man said.
"No need to say anything, I know everything." The majestic voice sounded, and the man slowly exited this place and left the mountain range.
"It's interesting." That majestic voice seemed a little different. (To be continued)