Leaving such a small village as Zhilong Village, even if you enter the colorful rivers and lakes. On the stumbling carriage, several dark-skinned middle-aged people chatted one after another.

"How long can such a leisurely life last? There are more and more monks in the world, and everyone will be able to walk against the wind in the future. ”

"Hey, if only I could become a monk, do you still need to sunbathe. ”

"Haha. ”

Twelve sat on the edge of the car, listening to them chatting and thinking about where to go next. The truck went to Kaiyuan Town, which was 100 miles away, and on the map given to him by his grandfather, the 100-mile stretch of mountains between Zhelong Village and Kaiyuan Town was only a millimeter.

Twelve sighed in his heart, the world is really big, if you keep walking on the road, I don't know how many years to see the end of the world.

The silent Twelve attracts the attention of others in the van.

"Little brother, are you alone?"

Twelve inquirements went over, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he smiled shyly.

"Yes, this trip to meet the relatives in Kaiyuan Town. ”

"Oh, then you must be a monk. Zhelong Village used to be a famous feng shui village, and it was outstanding. ”

"By the way, Little Heavenly Master, what's your name?"

"It's okay to call me twelve, there are many children in the family, and I am ranked twelve. Twelve replied with a smile.

"Twelve, there is some dry food here, rough things are not good for stomach, but they can replenish physical strength, this trip is a long way, don't break your body. ”

There is also a thoughtful and attentive heart under the rugged appearance of several middle-aged men, which makes Twelve's heart warm. He took the dry food handed by several people and ate it. It's dry, it's really not easy to swallow, but when you eat it, it's full of the aroma of rice.

Due to the initial learning of the method of luck, the sun and wind are not a big problem for Twelve, although he is often exposed to the scorching sun, Twelve is still fair, which is why several middle-aged men dare not underestimate him.

"Little Heavenly Master, you will definitely do a lot in the future. ”

Twelve was a little embarrassed, and smiled silently.

Several people in the car came from other places, and they had a lot of knowledge, and they chatted and talked about the past of Zhilong Village, which was a story that Twelve had never heard of.

In the past, Zhilong Village was called Tenglong Village, and every few decades, children in the village became monks, and they were incorporated into the sect by the sect forces in the big cities outside the village. For a time, the name of the monk's village was widely known, and many princes and nobles came to visit it, so that the young and middle-aged talents of the clan could experience it here, and they wanted to find out why this place was different from other places.

It wasn't until later that a sword cultivator appeared in the village, and he encountered such a thing as killing swords in the world. Everyone in the world is chasing down that sword cultivator, and that sword cultivator is also extremely backbone, and he fights and improves, and finally has a faint invincible momentum, which leads to the people in the imperial pavilion coming, and the war has spread for thousands of miles, all the way to Zhelong Village. That sword cultivation was amazingly talented, and it was difficult for several Emperor Pavilion veterans to join forces. In the end, a world-destroying killing array was laid out, and the sword cultivator and the Broken Dragon Village were destroyed together.

Jian Xiu didn't want his hometown to be destroyed, and the sword intent hooked the dragon veins under the Broken Dragon Village to break out of the ground, and he wanted to die with the extinction killing array.

The war ended, and there was no trace of that sword cultivation in the world. Zhelong Village is also safe and sound, but it will never be able to produce monks again.

After hearing this, Twelve had a good understanding of Zhelong Village, no wonder Grandpa didn't want him to read the book that made the sword, the world kills swords, and sword cultivation has become extinct.

The wind was blowing, and the trees on both sides of the road were about to be blown over.

"It's strange how such a strong wind could suddenly blow. Several men pressed the goods on the carriage with their hands and feet, and the horses were restless and neighing.

"This wind is very strange, could it be that you have encountered some powerful monsters?" several people looked worried.

The sky was overcast, like a downpour.

The breath in Twelve's body flowed, and if he encountered a monster, he was not sure that he would survive.

A hiss, dull and intense. The claws of a giant bird pierced through the thick clouds, followed by its massive body, hundreds of meters long.

Twelve held his breath, is this what is called a Warcraft, it has never been seen before.

If it is just about the huge size, the huge body of the giant beast still has an incomparably rich qi hidden in it, and the amount is so huge that Twelve feels that he will not be able to cultivate it in this life.

As the giant bird descended, Twelve felt like a mountain was pressing down.

Immediately afterwards, three people jumped down from the giant bird, led by a middle-aged man who was handsome, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and smiling. Behind him were two brightly dressed young talents, a man and a woman. The man's expression was full of indifference, while the woman's brows were slightly furrowed, and her face was disdainful.

The young man stepped forward.

"Hey, where is Zhilong Village?"

Twelve understood what the book meant by arrogance, and the superiority of the man in front of him had overflowed.

"Hui Heavenly Master's words, in..."The swarthy man was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"I didn't ask you, I asked him!" the young man stared at Twelve.

"This brother, are you really going to Zhelong Village?" Xiao Twelve pretended to be surprised and asked, after all, he was still young, his face was fair and a little baby fat, he was very cute, and he didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience when he sold cuteness.

"Nonsense!" the young man scolded.

"Are you going to the new Zhelong Village or the old Zhelong Village, I heard from the elders in the family that the old Zhelong Village is full of weirdness and ominousness. Twelve said tentatively, that the people who came were not good, and that he would certainly not bring them to the village.

Twelve remembered that there was a place in the mountains and rivers near here that his grandfather had told him not to approach. At one point he got lost, wandered around the area, and almost walked in, and at the last moment, it was his grandfather who appeared to stop him.

"Is there still a distinction between the old and the new in Zhelong Village? The middle-aged man with a spring breeze on his face spoke.

"Then go to the strange and ominous existence of Zhelong Village, where there have been ruthless people, most of them have something to do with him. ”

"Uh..."

"I didn't dare to approach my uncle's place, but when I looked at it from afar, I felt that the world was spinning. ”

"It's okay, I'll protect you. With a wave of his hand, Twelve soared into the air and landed on top of the giant bird hovering in the air.

Twelve looked down on the ground from the giant bird, the carriage and several swarthy men the size of ants.

"Goodbye, uncles!" said Twelve waved goodbye to the men.

With a loud hiss, the giant bird moved.

"Oh, it's windy!" said Twelve, dancing excitedly. Is this the outside world? Flying in the sky, the wind beating on the cheeks, this feeling, I can't describe it in words.