When night was about to fall, Long Ge left Wu Lao's spire house in despair, and did not even say goodbye to Wu Lao, of course, the two old men did not blame. One afternoon, in the narration of the two witch elders, Long Ge Dazhi had a vague idea of the current situation. This is a world of witch cultivation, and witchcraft has six arts, which are divided into qi and blood, spiritual wisdom, forethought, soul dementoring, spirit medium, and Sichen. The six arts can be cultivated alone or more, and those who cultivate to the most profound can attract the six Yao and respect them as emperors and witches.

The emperor can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and step on the stars. And the more profound the Wu's cultivation, the longer the life, the more it will be extended, as for how much it will be extended, it is impossible to consider. In the primeval period, many Liuyao Emperors and Witches stepped into the stars in order to break through. Ten thousand years ago, Emperor Wuxuan, the new overlord of Zhongzhou, challenged the remaining Emperor Wu Jiang of Taigu on Hanquan Town, and no one saw or knew the victory. It was only after that Emperor Jiang led 3,000 descendants to support Emperor Xuan, united Emperor Xuan's 3,000 subordinates to suppress Kyushu, and jointly promoted Emperor Xuan as the co-lord of Kyushu, which ended the chaotic era of Kyushu.

Emperor Xuan set up five witch halls to worship the witch ancestors, and borrowed the power of the witch ancestors for the witch cultivators who did not attract the power of the stars. Emperor Xuan leads the lord of the middle hall, Emperor Jiang leads the lord of the south hall, Emperor Xuan's general Emperor Xuan leads the lord of the north hall, Emperor Xuan's son Emperor Hao leads the lord of the west hall, and Emperor Jiang is the lord of the east hall of Emperor Xi, who is also the ancient emperor Wu. The witch cultivators who borrowed the power of the witch ancestors scattered in Kyushu and led the people of Kyushu to multiply. Naturally, it is not that the master of the Wufang Hall is the most profound in cultivation, and many Liuyao Wu Emperors are either hidden or self-reliant, but they only recognize Emperor Xuan as the co-lord of Kyushu, and worship Wu Ancestor with the Witch Palace. Naturally, small-scale friction and war are inevitable.

Now Long Ge has encountered an unsolvable problem. If you go to the Wudian to find hope to go back, whether it is the south hall of Chuzhou or the middle hall of Zhongzhou, they are all above a million miles. Don't count the danger of the road, it's just that this distance has already made Long Ge desperate. Long Ge's journey to Chihu Village in a month was estimated to be less than 100 miles by Wu Lao. Ten thousand months? Long Ge felt that his bones had been crushed into mud at that time to protect the flowers.

Of course, for witch cultivators, traveling thousands of miles a day is nothing, but witchcraft cultivation needs to worship ancestors to enlighten the source of witches, and the age of the source of enlightenment cannot exceed fifteen years old, the younger the better. Once he exceeds his age, the witch is in the plug, and the emperor can only be classified as the old, weak, sick and disabled, and do some "service" things...... Abbreviated as scrap wood.

Long Ge climbed up to the high slope altar blankly and sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet with the word "ancestor". Standard waste material flow, Long Ge thought to himself, according to the process, he should be able to be bullied first, and then jump off the cliff to pick up cheats, meet Grandpa Whitebeard and be passed on to his magic skills, and then come back with his eyebrows raised and kicked wildly. Who are you just stepping on? A village is honest and kind to give you food to eat and drink, and besides, jumping off the cliff Long Ge is afraid of heights, and the white-bearded grandfather has two, let them pass on the gong? Or bring their own system, awaken their memories, and the most time is the manifestation of the stone tablet with the word "ancestor", Long Ge knocked the stone tablet lightly with his head, and then ...... Fell asleep.

In the witch elder's spire room, the gloomy face of the witch elder asked, "Why did you stop me from asking about his origin?"

The kind-faced Wu Lao pondered, "Why bother asking, he must be a member of a certain clan of the legendary Royal Dragon Clan." Didn't you feel the breath of the dragon?Since Wu Zu arranged for him to come here, why do you know too much?"

"Hmph! I feel it! What a dragon's breath! He has a little snake with a trace of dragon blood, he is not even a spirit beast, at best, he can escape quickly when he encounters a beast, but he can't run away from a fierce beast!"

With a hint of embarrassment, the kind-faced Wu Lao smiled awkwardly: "I forgot that you can perceive the soul of all things." But that's also the breath of a dragon, and it's true that the dragon is willing to get close to him, right?"

"Yes, yes! Even the lowliest dragon will choose to be the first to devour him, and it's good to push him to death!"

"Why do you bother to be more serious? Don't believe it, I have a hunch that this dragon song must not be simple. ”

"Do you have a premonition?" said the gloomy face Wu Lao frowned, "Have you cultivated your premonitions?"

"No! It's just a feeling. ”

"That's fart. ”

"It's rare to be confused and it's also a kind of spiritual wisdom, I'm a spiritual witch cultivator, what do you know about this black-faced monster?"

"Are you angry and angry?"

"Phew!" the kind-faced witch elder closed his eyes and went to practice.

The damage of the hangover and the mental impact of what he heard from Wu Lao caused Long Ge to fall asleep. It's not because Long Ge is a legendary heartless person, drunk people know that feeling, even if the world is destroyed, I have to wait for me to sleep first. Of course, this is an excuse made by drunken people, and when they are really in danger, they will burst their potential to resist exhaustion. The reason why Long Ge was able to fall asleep was mainly because the environment he was in was quite safe. And of course, Wu Zu did not teach Long Ge "Sleeping Arhat Boxing" in his dream, maybe Wu Zu didn't know what Arhat was, right?

The next two days were lackluster, and Long Ge either did what he could on the farm or in the plantation. The reason for the emergence of breeding farms and planting grounds is that Wu Lao told the villagers that when the food for hunting and gathering could not be eaten, it was Wu Zu's will to go to captivity and planting.

It's not that Long Ge doesn't want to go hunting, when he saw that the half-grown child of Chihu Xiaojiu was also in the hunting team, Long Ge also wanted to go with him, and it was good to be familiar with the environment of the mountains and forests, but he was mercilessly ridiculed, although it was kind. When the hunting party returned, Long Ge finally knew why they were smiling. Long Ge was horrified to see Chihu Xiaojiu carrying thousands of catties of pigs on his back, and as for the rest of the hunting team, Long Ge had no eyes to see.

Then, Long Ge saw a delicate girl with big eyes, dragging at least two thousand catties of fruit into the village. Long Ge had to admit that the reason why he didn't have eyes to see the beauty was not because the beauty grinned and the green muscles were not good-looking. But maybe that's the reason, but there could be other reasons, right?

What kind of inhuman world is this? Wu Yuan is open, Wu Yuan is open, an ordinary person has thousands of catties of strength, what is the situation of Wu Yuan's Wu Cultivator? Okay, I admit that I am old, weak, sick and disabled, I will do what I can, I will go to the breeding farm and planting land within my ability. Fortunately, the village has abundant food, and even waste wood does not prevent starvation. A big smiling face is served, and you can always get food and even wine.

Long Ge didn't give up, he wanted to fight very much, and he wanted to work hard very much. But this terrible reality restrained Long Ge's hands and feet, and he couldn't even find the object of the struggle. A month's escape made Long Ge deeply understand the danger of beasts, but in the mouth of Wu Lao, those were the lowest existences.

Just as Long Ge felt sorry for himself, a dull drum beat sounded on the high slope altar......

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