When Chu Feng heard the words of the hunchbacked old man, he immediately set off to find the epitaph written by the saints themselves behind the tombstones, wanting to see what happened back then. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, there were too few epitaphs left for himself, and finally after the tombstone of the war saint of a generation of war saints, known as the king of saints with unparalleled combat power in the primeval era, Chu Feng finally saw some words.

"The old man's life, Zhantian! Field! Warriors! Fight yourself!

After 108,000 battles, he couldn't get rid of the evil spirits after all! Keep my people safe!

I hate! I hate! I hate! ”

This is the epitaph of the war saint, although I don't know how long the age has passed, but the sadness and helplessness still make people feel the same. And the battle spirit on every stroke is really immersive on the battlefield.

Chu Feng seemed to see the battle-torn battlefield and the helplessness of the War Saint.

The epitaph left by the War Saint was too one-sided, and the information that Chu Feng could get was really very limited.

Chu Feng continued to search, and finally found an epitaph again.

Chu Feng looked at the name on the tombstone, frowned, and said, "The saint of the Luo family." ”

This saint's name is Luo Yan, and it is very coincidental that he has the same name as Luo Yan who Chu Feng knew. It's just that this is a saint, and that Luo Yan is a very unreliable and bottomless god king, with a gap of 108,000 miles.

"With my body, set up a moat, in exchange for 100,000 years of peace, Luo Yan will kill himself!"

"What!"

Seeing the epitaph left by Luo Yan, Chu Feng's face also changed suddenly. It is inconceivable that a saint should kill himself.

Of course, what made Chu Feng's spine chill even more was the enemy they were facing. How strong are those enemies that would allow a saint to kill himself in exchange for 100,000 years of peace.

The lifespan of a saint is far more than 100,000 years. With the power of a saint, can't he keep peace for 100,000 years, and can only use such a tragic way to arrange the moat. How powerful the enemy should be?

Chu Feng continued to search and found that this ancestor saint of the Luo family was not the only one who had isolated himself here.

Chu Feng found a total of more than a dozen saints who left the same script. They all sacrificed themselves in exchange for peace ranging from tens of thousands to more than 100,000 years.

There are also some saints, like war saints, who eventually die on the battlefield.

How tragic and desolate this should be.

According to everything recorded in the epitaph, the peace after the age of all saints was bought by these powerful saints with their own blood and life.

This kind of peace, really bloodstained peace, is too precious. Chu Feng couldn't imagine, nor could he speculate, what happened back then, and what kind of enemy they faced.

Although these tombs were low, they were the ones who brought the peace of the entire cultivation realm up to now.

These saints are really worthy of respect.

Chu Feng personally cleaned up the weeds on these graves, and walked over one by one to clean them up with his own hands.

After cleaning up all the graves, Chu Feng looked at the hundreds of graves, large and small, and bowed three times very seriously.

Chu Feng had never been so serious again, but in the face of these saints who could give up their longevity just to recuperate for their own people, Chu Feng was really very serious.

After bowing three times, holy light suddenly erupted from among these graves. The holy light began to glow, and then gathered together and directly rushed into Xiao Han, and finally all shone on Chu Feng's body.

These holy lights made Chu Feng feel too much, too much.

When the grave keeper saw this, a light like a star flashed in his cloudy eyes.

But then the light faded, and his eyes remained cloudy.

Quietly accepting the baptism, Chu Feng also exhaled deeply.

This kind of baptism would not allow Chu Feng to be directly promoted to a saint, nor would it even allow Chu Feng to break through. But that benefit is indescribable to Chu Feng. Even for Chu Feng, this benefit was much greater than directly helping Chu Feng improve his cultivation.

Because of these holy lights, all obstacles were cleared for Chu Feng's future. It made Chu Feng's road clearer and more spacious. And this has not changed Chu Feng's own path, so that Chu Feng can still follow his own path without being influenced by anyone.

"Thank you seniors for your generous gifts!" Chu Feng bowed deeply again and saluted everyone.

"Senior, what happened back then, was the so-called heavenly moat really made of the flesh and blood of these saints? What the hell are those demons all about? After knowing some things, Chu Feng was even more eager to know the truth.

The grave keeper shook his head and said, "The old man has already said it, what you know is what I know. As for what happened, the old decay really didn't know anything. I exist to guard and take care of this place, and by the way, bury the corpses of those who have returned to their homeland. I can't do anything other than that, and I can't interfere with anything. ”

After a pause, the grave keeper was a little sad and said, "Although I have a long and infinite life, I can't do anything. I can't even leave here for half a step, and once I do, it's my time of death. ”

"What!"

Chu Feng listened to the words of the tomb keeper, and his heart jumped slightly.

The grave keeper smiled dryly and said, "A long life seems to be the pursuit of everyone, but this kind of loneliness is not what I want. Here I am immortal and immortal, but there is no one who can talk to me. I don't even know how many thousands of years it has been, and not even a single corpse has ever been here. Loneliness forever, this is my fate. ”

For such eternal life, it is really pitiful.

If it was such an eternal life, then Chu Feng would rather not.

The grave keeper seemed to be accustomed to this loneliness, and said, "Ask me any questions you have, for at last there is someone to talk to, and the old man will answer everything I know as best he can." But for outside things, you don't ask me. I don't know anything about old age. ”

This is normal, he has never left this immortal tomb for half a step, how can he know what is going on outside.

However, Chu Feng really had a question and wanted to ask him.

Chu Feng wanted to ask about his father. After all, no one knew the immortal tomb better than him, maybe he had seen his father.

Hearing Chu Feng's question, the grave keeper thought seriously for a while and said, "That person turned out to be your father, no wonder the two of you look so similar." ”