The old man sat on a wooden chair and told the blue-haired boy who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, telling stories big and small in this world.

Let's start with the beginning of the world. When it comes to the emergence of the demon clan, the war between the heavenly demon clan and the demon clan, both clans have had emperors who stand alone in the world.

"Master, why do the Heavenly Demon Clan and the Demon Clan eat their own people. Terrans rarely see anything like this. The boy's immature voice sounded.

"For survival, for the desire of the heart. The difference between the human race and the two can be summed up by the word 'human nature'. The old man smiled kindly.

"Humanity?"

"Man is born like a blank sheet of paper, there is not much wild instinct, how a person is, more depends on his acquired development. The instinct of demon beasts is the biggest obstacle to their becoming gods, but it is also the biggest magic weapon they rely on to survive. How would you feel if a demon beast eats people in front of you?"

"If I had the ability, no one would be able to kill my people in my presence. "The boy is in high spirits.

"What about the idea of the demon beast? The human race eats big fish and meat every day, is it out of thin air? Is that the same race of the demon beast?"

The young man's face was stunned, and the heroic dream that everyone had when they were young actually felt fragmented.

"You can righteously say that it's good that the Terrans don't eat meat. But you can't control others, even if you can, how can the human race survive? Xiao Fan, not everyone can absorb the essence of heaven and earth without eating and drinking to survive. ”

The boy stopped talking.

"I know what you're trying to say. Eat vegetables. Aren't plants and trees living beings? Are there still fewer creatures that are full of plants? Just because you are a human race, you can't see other creatures killing people or eating people. The old man paused, put the wooden cup in his hand to his lips and took a sip of the fragrant spiritual water, and his cloudy eyes gradually lit up.

"A family is in charge of the affairs of the family, and a village is in charge of the affairs of the village. The general guards the frontier, and the prime minister governs the country. What kind of strength you have, and what kind of position you have, you will be in charge of your own corresponding things. You are a human race, and you can't see the innocent life and death of your fellow race, so you are a person in this realm, but you should care about the life and death of the creatures in this realm? Heaven and earth give birth to demon beasts, and also give birth to human races, naturally he has his reasons. When you can love and protect you equally, regardless of race, you will really grow up. The old man's words were very messy, basically thinking of what to say, and the young man listened obediently, not daring to be sloppy in the slightest, for fear that the old man would pull out a stick and beat his ass out of nowhere.

"There are good and evil in the human race, and there are good and evil in the demon race, don't blind your eyes with narrow thoughts. You should be a good human first, and then talk about the rest. During the war, the demon clan contributed no less than the human race, and now half of the human race should actually belong to the demon race. In fact, the number of Terrans who have died at the hands of their own people is far greater than at the hands of others. Desire, always can't be easily suppressed, when the lord of a village wants to be the lord of a city, when the lord of a city thinks about the lord of a state, and then thinks about the lord of a country, the lord of a world. For a little possibility, you can kill a river of blood, and the sky is dark. Longevity, power, beauty? ridiculous, ridiculous. The old man stood up and headed for the inner room, and the young man was slightly silent and bowed back.

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"How to be a good human race?" Nangong Fan muttered slightly in a voice that only he could hear, staring ahead without blinking.

The sun had not yet risen in the east, and under the dark sky, a huge city was like a sleeping beast lying across the plain.

"If you are a good human race, let's start here!" Nangong Fan smiled freely, turning into a streamer of light in this empty realm and quickly retreating towards the giant city in front of him.

This city is not majestic, it is far from the majestic Dragon City, the Ethereal Qingluan City, and the majestic end city that Nangong Fan has seen. If you put this city on the scale of the earth, it can barely be regarded as a second-tier city.

This city is the main city of Ziniuxing, Ziniu City.

Nangong Fan came to the city gate in just a few breaths, maybe it was still early, the city gate was wide open, there were no guards standing guard, no headlights shining, like a dead city.

Nangong Fan stepped into the deserted city without a sound, and Ziniu City under the dark sky did not have a trace of brilliance, and there was not a living person walking in it.

In a hurry, he didn't notice the black hedron that fused perfectly with the night on the side of the wall.

Black hedron shards rose upwards with a strange transparent aura, enveloping the entire city like wisps.

Nangong Fan breathed a sigh of relief, at least it was not the corpses of the Terrans that filled the streets, which made him feel a little more hopeful. Maybe the forces gathered in Ziniu City don't dare to let the evildoers act rashly, and they haven't encountered persecution yet?

The human corpses encountered along the way are just warnings from evil people, right? It is also very possible to surround the city and not allow them to enter or leave, and to contain each other.

But thinking that the city gate was wide open but cut off all Nangong Fan's thoughts, no matter what, such a large city, maybe three or two survivors could be found, and it was also excellent to understand the situation.

Along the straight avenue, all the way forward, the shops on the side of the street were wide open, and the faint lights shone in them, and the kerosene in the kerosene lamps was almost at the bottom.

The mercilessly burning lights seemed to be mocking Nangong Fan's indiscretion. also shattered all of Nangong Fan's illusions, and he didn't see a single living person along the way!

The sun climbed up the branches, but the city was still very gloomy, even the scorching sun could not bring a little heat, and the whole city did not have a trace of vitality as it should be.

It's a dead city!

There was a wind whistling by, with a gloomy and cold aura, rolling up the leaves scattered on the road, hovering and falling in the air, as if there were countless people whispering around Nangong Fan.

Nangong Fan walked forward silently, not pausing for the slightest hint of these strange voices. A cultivator is a glimmer of life in the heavens and the earth, and in order to attain the Tao, how can he be afraid of the so-called bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods?

There was a faint glimmer of ghost light in front of him, and Nangong Fan tightened the clothes wrapped around his body, and walked towards the ghost light step by step.

The light flickered and flickered, as if to guide him in the direction he was heading.

A quaint mansion loomed in the gloomy world, and the howling yin wind gradually became fierce as Nangong Fan's body slowly approached the house.

Nangong Fan stood quietly under the eaves of the house, and his keen ears faintly heard a slightly familiar voice coming from the house.

"Senior brother, it's better to come out! We can do whatever we want, no one can control us. Boom. ”

"Senior brother, the things we set up are basically consumed here, and it seems that we have to take the time to go back again. These fresh souls are delicious!"

"Senior brother, did you say that the friend you asked would come? If he reveals this, we won't attract the attention of the law enforcers. ”

"Don't worry, I saved that guy's life for my brother, and he will definitely come, are the things you prepared ready?"

"For the sake of our happy life in the future, we have been ready for a long time. Belch. ”

Two strong but holy breaths came from the sky. Even the gloomy sky couldn't stop the wisps of holy light caused by the two of them.

The two are like gods descending from the sky, about to redeem the world.

Nangong Fan frowned slightly, wrapped his body with divine power, and stood in place looking at the two figures falling from the sky with his residual vision.

An old man with gray hair came in front of him step by step and volleyed in the air very slowly, the aura on his body was holy and full of coercion, the robe on his body was simple and simple, and only a circular mark with blue predominance could be seen on his chest, and there was a long yellow mark under the mark.

Half behind the old man, followed by a young man dressed in the same clothes but with crimson marks, the man's handsome face had an arrogant smile on his face, and he also made a "tsk" sound, as if lamenting that a city that was alive a month ago was now lifeless, only the yin wind was blowing.

Nangong Fan glanced at the two people who had just arrived, his heart tightened, and he didn't dare to spend too much effort to pay attention to the two of them, and the divine power surged silently on his body, completely covering all his breath, not daring to show the slightest breath. But his mind was thinking about the blue round mark, as if he had seen this symbol somewhere?

That old man gave him an extremely dangerous and familiar feeling, somewhat similar to the domineering aura that overflowed from Nangong Xuehe's body from time to time. The whole world seemed to be rejecting him.

An old monster who can soar through the sky at any moment, or a man in the upper realm?

The sound of people stepping on the floor sounded in the house.

The person who was called Senior Brother, before he left the house, let out a hearty laugh, "Senior Huang, you came from afar, Soul Heaven did not come to greet you, please forgive Senior Huang for your sins." ”

"Senior Huang" snorted lightly, flicked his sleeves, and led the young man behind him into the house from the air.

"Brother Soul Tian, long time no see!" The person behind Senior Huang greeted Soul Heaven warmly, obviously it was this young man who had been saved by Soul Heaven.

"Brother Mu Feng, I haven't seen you for many days, and your demeanor is better than in the past!"

Mu Feng's eyes showed pride, his demeanor in the cultivation world was even better than in the past, he had always said that there had been a breakthrough during this time, which was exactly what he wanted to show off, he seemed to be very young, but in fact he was hundreds of years old, of course, he was still very young in the realm he was in, and it was the time when he was in high spirits.

Two people who had a lifelong friendship complimented each other and entered the back room.

When Nangong Fan heard the name Soul Heaven, his face did not change greatly, he turned his head to look at the blood demon with an indifferent face on his shoulder, hesitated, and gently moved towards the way he came step by step.

"Brother Soul Heaven, is this your junior brother's Soul Style, you have a bit of your original demeanor!" Mu Feng said casually, and put his mind on Soul Heaven again.

"Soul Wind, what are you doing? Why don't you pour tea for Brother Mu Feng and Senior Huang. Soul Heaven turned his head and scolded at Soul Wind.

Soul Wind was not discouraged, and poured three cups of high-grade spirit tea that had just been brewed with a respectful face, and welcomed the three of them to sit in front of the wooden table, standing behind Soul Wind in a proper manner.

Here, he, the young generation of the Ghost City Ghost Sect, is really arrogant.