A thousand years ago, there was a Mongolian prince who followed his father to conquer the world, and later his father became emperor, and he was sent out of Tibet by his father.

At that time, Tubo was still under the rule of many tribes, this Mongolian prince led the army to crusade one tribe after another, and finally pacified all the tribes, the emperor set up the Marshal Mansion in Tubo, and rewarded this prince as the king of Xiping, gave the camel button gold and silver seal, and Yongzhen Tubo.

In the days that followed, the prince married many beautiful concubines and gave birth to many sons, who in turn bore him many grandchildren, but only one granddaughter, and the prince wanted him to become the brightest pearl of the steppe, so he named her Gegentana (meaning pearl in Tibetan).

Later, the land around Tibet was also attacked by them and became his fiefdom. The prince, who was supposed to live in his prime, was struck down by a sudden illness. But his children and grandchildren fought for the throne at this time, no one cared about his life or death, and even hoped that he would die early, secretly recruited troops, and waited for him to die as soon as he died.

At this time, only his granddaughter, Gegentana, was always by his side, taking care of him, an elderly man. Perhaps because of the mercy of the great god, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared in the palace, and after his healing, the prince was cured and much healthier than before.

This battle for the throne also ended because the prince was cured.

This serious illness made the prince disillusioned with his children and grandchildren, and from then on he turned a cold eye on the others, and killed them decisively, leaving all tenderness to his granddaughter, Gegentana.

The Taoist called himself Bainin, asked the prince to call him Bainin Taoist, and told him a big secret.

Just below the realm where he was stationed, there was a mysterious space where the blood and souls of the immortals were kept, and as long as the prince got them, he could become a new immortal.

The prince's heart was moved, the immortal immortal has always been what the world yearns for. Under the command of the Hundred Ninja Daoist, in the name of building a mausoleum, he built a bronze gate, I don't know what spell the Hundred Ninja Daoist cast on the bronze gate, this gate stood on the ground like taking root.

The craftsmen built the mausoleum around the bronze gate, and he wondered if the mausoleum was built underground, and how could the craftsmen build it on the surface?

Unexpectedly, when the mausoleum was built, there was a shocking scene, only to see the hundred ninja people from the sky to summon a huge heavenly horse, stepped on it with one hoof, and the built mausoleum was trampled into the ground. In the middle of the hoof prints becomes a high mountain, and a river becomes around it.

The Bairen Taoist gave him two porcelain vases and told him: If you want to become a god, you must first experience life and death, and whether you can survive it depends on your own creation. There are two porcelain vases here, the pill in the first porcelain vase, you take it when you feel that your life is coming to an end, you can come back to life and be reborn. There are eight pills in the second porcelain vase, and under the service of your eight direct blood relatives, young adults are the best, and when you experience the life and death tribulation, you will naturally know what to do, and the hundred forbearance Taoist disappeared out of thin air after speaking.

That prince is you. After listening to it for so long, Nangong Xinyue couldn't help but interject.

That's right, that prince is me, Oluchi, the king of Xiping of the Mengyuan Dynasty.

Aren't you called Xiao'er Zhijin, that black-robed old man is called Ou Luchi, I heard you call each other that, Nangong Xinyue said curiously.

Girl, you continue to listen to me, and the son only said.

Two years after the departure of the Hundred Ninja Daoist, my granddaughter Gegentana suddenly got a strange disease, with a lot of small red spots all over her body, which were itchy and unbearable, and a lot of pus and blood would come out after scratching, and the maids who served her were also infected with this strange disease, so no one dared to approach her again.

Listen to his description should be smallpox, an ancient virus introduced to our country from ancient Egypt, which has been eradicated in our modern times, but was an irresistible death for mankind a thousand years ago. Nangong Xinyue didn't interrupt Xiao'er's words this time, and she thought in her heart.

I want to feed Gegentana the pill that the Hundred Ninja Dao people gave me, and that pill will definitely cure her. But a voice in my heart told me that it was the foundation of my immortality and ascension to immortality. I was in my eighties at the time, and I knew that I could return to the arms of the great god at any time, and for a few days I locked myself in the dormitory and fell into a very painful conflict.

Just when I finally made up my mind to give the pill to Gegentana, someone came to report that my most beloved Gegentana had returned to the arms of the great gods. Remorseful, I threw a grand funeral for her and buried her myself.

Unfortunately, I was also infected with this terrible disease, I knew that the catastrophe that the Bainin Daoist said had arrived, according to the instructions of the Bainin Daoist, I chose eight excellent grandsons, followed the built passage to the underground palace, fed them the elixir in the porcelain vase, put them into the coffin, and I also entered the coffin of the main hall.

Nangong Xinyue stretched out her ears and knew that what was next was the most exciting moment of this story.

Xiao'er suddenly coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood, it seems that the injury just now was really serious. Nangong Xinyue hurriedly took out the military kettle she was carrying, handed it to Xiao'er, and asked him to drink saliva smoothly.

Xiao'er only gently pushed away and said: No need, and then gasped and continued.

When I woke up, I found that I had turned into a little tiger, and there was a little black tiger next to me, through the inheritance of memories, I knew what was wrong, we should have transformed into a yin and yang twin-tailed tiger that was one, but my contradictory heart made the tiger pool have problems, the thoughts of Gegentana and all the good thoughts turned into me, and the ambition of immortality, power and all the evil thoughts turned into him.

We came to this Wind Hell World along the small hole of the Tiger Pool, and along with my eight grandsons, they inherited the bloodline of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, originally as long as we grew stronger, we entered the Wind Valley Altar together, and then cast the Eight Tigers to ride the wind to obtain the blood jade inheritance and ascend to godhood.

But now we have become two, and he wants to devour all of us, grow up quickly, and then go to obtain the blood jade and become gods. A frenzied attack was launched on our eight grandchildren, and the frightened eight children fled in all directions.

We were of equal strength, he was strong in attack and I was strong in defense, so he was not able to devour me either, and we took the two rivers as the boundary, each occupying half of the world, and our eight grandsons ran to the eight surrounding mountains to seek survival.

After more than 100 years of cultivation, we have all reverted to human form, and we have each received half of our original names, my name is Xiao'er Jin, and his name is Oluchi.

Hearing that they turned out to be alone, Nangong Xinyue was shocked and opened her mouth wide. Your current human form is a transfigration?

No, when we reach a certain stage of cultivation, we automatically turn into human form, the body of a demigod, not an illusion, so we don't become a monster?

I've lived for more than a thousand years, and I'm not a monster!" Nangong Xinyue thought to herself.

"Later, I found the Extreme Yang Sheep on the north bank of the Two Realms River, and he found the Extreme Yin Wolf on the south bank of the Two Realms River. We domesticate them to become our food in this world.

Later, he often came to sneak attack me, and after countless fights, I stumbled upon the flesh and blood of the other party's tamer and could quickly strengthen ourselves, so we all tried our best to snatch the other party's tamer.

After hundreds of years of fighting, we are tired of this practice of sneaking up on each other's beasts, so we made an agreement that every month on the night of the full moon, we will come to the river to fight beasts, and no one is allowed to intervene, and fight completely by relying on the beasts themselves.

At the beginning, there were hundreds of Extreme Yin Wolves, and their attack power was extremely strong, although my Extreme Yang Sheep was not less than his number, but it was weaker than the Extreme Yin Wolves in speed and strength, and several battles ended in fiasco.

Later, I remembered that I had read some books on the arrangement of troops from the Han people, so I tried to train the Extreme Yang Sheep, but I didn't expect it to be effective, and that battle successfully defended the attack of the Extreme Yin Wolf, giving me a chance to breathe.

But our memories are shared, seeing my formation, he also went back to train the Extreme Yin Wolf, and let me suffer a few defeats, and it will not be long before my Extreme Yang Sheep will be eaten clean.

These two creatures are spirit creatures generated at the pole in the Wind Hell, and they are the products of the extreme yin and extreme yang qi. Unexpectedly, after my careful breeding, I discovered the characteristics of the Extreme Yang sheep that can differentiate on their own, and since then, my flock has grown more and more. His wolves can only spawn naturally at the poles, and gradually, my Extreme Yang sheep have the upper hand in numbers.

This fight is thousands of years, and today, I wanted to practice this lore battle and take him down in one fell swoop. I didn't expect him to break his promise, and his true body was so powerful. I think that I have focused on training the Extreme Yang Sheep all these years, and I have neglected my own cultivation, but he is secretly cultivating.

That's because you are too kind, he didn't think about fulfilling his agreement with you at all, Nangong Xinyue said.

Ou Luchi must have secretly devoured his Extreme Yin Wolf to cultivate himself, otherwise his wolf pack would not be so much less than your flock, Nangong Xinyue analyzed.

Xiao'er only shook his head and said: Now he has torn his face with me, and he wants to go to my grandchildren, want to strengthen himself by devouring them, and finally devour me, become a ten-tailed wind god tiger, and then go to seize the blood jade.

Doesn't it necessary for your grandson to form the Eight Tigers Riding the Wind Bureau? Nangong Xinyue was puzzled.

That is the formation arranged by the Hundred Ninja Daoists, but another method has also been mentioned, which is to devour the bloodline of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, which can be transformed into a ten-tailed Wind God Tiger, and can also inherit the blood jade divine soul. It's just too evil to recommend to me.

So what should we do now? Nangong Xinyue asked Xiao'er only a catty.

We must find my eight grandchildren before Oruchi, and we must not let him succeed.

Where are they now?

It's in the eight sacred mountains that surround the Wind Hell.