After lunch, they quickly crossed the river beach and arrived at the place where the ruins of the clan were located, An Xiaoyu reached out and touched the wall on the side of the road, felt the heavy rock smell on the wall, closed his eyes, and seemed to realize that this village was not the place they had imagined before.

An Xiaoyu walked into a house, looked at the stove and bed in the room, some rotten cabinets, and reached out to touch various things in the room.

After absorbing a lot of soulless soul offerings, An Xiaoyu felt that his connection with the whole world had indeed become closer, at first he could still feel it by the soul, but later, when he was in a physical state, this feeling also began to arise.

This is the manifestation of the Soul Leaving Realm beginning to move towards the Heavenly Realm.

An Xiaoyu's hand touched these old objects, felt their breath, felt their energy, felt the countless years they had experienced, and unconsciously, tears rained down.

She didn't know why she was crying suddenly, or why the smell of these objects would trigger her feelings. A person's feelings are the fluctuations of the divine soul, and if they can affect the divine soul of a cultivator, it can only mean that what has been left to them over the years is too heavy to be worn out over time.

Seeing An Xiaoyu, who had tears on her face, walking out of the room, Bai Sui came over with concern and asked, "Why are you crying?" ”

An Xiaoyu shook her head: "It's nothing." ”

Walking to Jing Santing's side, An Xiaoyu quietly glanced at him. Jing Santing understood, glanced at the others, and followed An Xiaoyu to the corner: "Did you find anything?" ”

An Xiaoyu said, "This is not where the gatekeepers of the Heavenly Spirit Domain live. ”

Jing Santing asked rhetorically: "Who lives here?" ”

"The gatekeeper of the gatekeeper."

Jing Santing was puzzled.

An Xiaoyu patiently explained: "Just a few days ago, I learned about the Heavenly Spirit. The Heavenly Spirits were the first species created by the Heavenly Dao when the heavens and the earth first opened, and they were so powerful that they were almost comparable to the Heavenly Dao itself. ”

"If the Heavenly Spirit is really such a powerful race, and the Heavenly Spirit Domain is likely to be the place where the Heavenly Spirit lived back then, there must be many races who want to reach the Heavenly Spirit Race, either with various purposes, or worship. The primeval races are so powerful, and the gatekeeper must be an existence with outstanding ability and profound realm. ”

"But here...," Ann continued, looking around, "this is just a sad place for some sad people. ”

The others could be understood, and the last sentence Jing Santing began to touch his head.

He didn't know what An Xiaoyu felt here, but since An Xiaoyu said so, he believed it. During the time that he met An Xiaoyu, Jing Santing deeply knew how high this girl's level of cultivation was.

At least in the eyes of ordinary people, An Xiaoyu is already a big master.

And An Xiaoyu, although he usually likes to make some jokes, he never tells lies. What's more, entering the Tao with a god is originally a cultivation method to gain insight into the essence of the world, so An Xiaoyu's words, Jing Santing has always been convinced.

Since An Xiaoyu said that this is the residence of ordinary people, there must be no clues.

Then Lao Xing took Jing Santing and An Xiaoyu to look at some of the written records they found. An Xiaoyu looked at the two old men translating the words they couldn't understand with their eyes full of light, and was a little speechless, so she left the room alone and walked to the cyan stone door.

Standing in front of the stone gate, An Xiaoyu could see more clearly than in the photo.

This is a huge stone gate, and it can be said that in that era, being able to build such a stone gate was already a miracle for a small village.

But it stood here like this, and it was even more certain of An Xiaoyu's guess.

When she was in the village, An Xiaoyu touched those houses and objects, felt a lot of sadness and helplessness, and felt the nostalgia and grief accumulated over the years. Reaching out and touching the stone door, vague information was transmitted to An Xiaoyu's mind, and a tragic story gradually took shape.

Tens of thousands of years ago, a group of ordinary villagers lived here, who guarded the stone gate in the village for generations. Shimen is their faith, their pillar, and their greatest backing to survive in that chaotic era and in that world of frequent natural disasters.

Because behind the stone gate, is the place where all the races between heaven and earth yearn for, and it is the place where the greatest race between heaven and earth, their mentor, their guardian, the Celestial Spirit Race, lives.

Because the entrance of the Celestial Spirit Clan was in their village, they were friendly and even worshipped by almost all races, and every year countless people came from far away to enter the stone gate, reach the Celestial Spirit Domain, and meet the Celestial Spirit.

Even if they can't get any rewards, there are still countless people who want to reach the land of their dreams. It can be said that going to the Heavenly Spirit Domain was the biggest dream of all living beings between heaven and earth at that time.

But how many people succeeded, how many failed, and behind the stone gate, what is facing these people with dreams?

The people of the village never knew about it, and they didn't want to know. In their hearts, they will always be the most faithful believers at the feet of the heavenly spirits, even if they can't see any of the heavenly spirits, even if they can't hear the voice of the heavenly spirits, but as long as the stone gate exists, they will always guard this place, eternal life, eternal generations, and never repent.

But things suddenly changed.

One day, a strange race came out of the stone gate, this race was very strange-looking, white, bare with little hair, slender limbs that were not thick, and muscles and bones were not well developed. But the light of wisdom in his eyes reminded everyone of their belief - the Heavenly Spirit!

All the people in the village were alarmed, and they offered food and sacrifices, hoping to receive the approval and blessing of the heavenly spirits, and to hear the gospel of the heavenly spirits.

But the creature told them that he was not a celestial spirit, and that the name of his race was Man.

The people in the village looked at each other, including the creatures of all races who were still stationed around the village and were about to enter the Heavenly Spirit Domain.

Person?

A race never heard of, a race that has never been seen on the continent. They were all curious, asking where the self-proclaimed human being came from, and what his relationship with the heavenly spirits was. But with a smile of wisdom, the people did not answer their questions, but only told them that in the future, the Heavenly Spirit Domain would not accept any race to enter.

As the man turned back to the stone gate, although he didn't say the last word, everyone understood what the heavenly spirit meant.

In the future, the Heavenly Spirit Domain will not accept any race to enter.

Except for people.

Such an incident caused an uproar in the entire ancient world, and through the spread of these creatures of all races who left the village, almost every corner of the continent already knew a message.

That is, the Celestials abandoned them and transferred their favor to a new race.

They don't know where the Terrans came from, and they don't know where the Terrans survive. But what they knew was that the Heavenly Spirits were no longer the Heavenly Spirits of their primeval races, but had become the Heavenly Spirits of only human beings.

Just like a child of a single parent who was eventually robbed of his mother by a foreign man, the hatred of the primeval race towards human beings once developed to an irrepressible level. All the races sent their teams to the front of the stone gate, kneeling three times and nine buckles, hoping to meet the heavenly spirits.

They want to see the honor of the heavenly spirits, they want to be recognized by the heavenly spirits, and they hope to redeem their lost protection.

However, it turned out that the Celestial Spirits really did not accept any race again. Those who walked out of the cyan stone gate and re-entered were the only ones left.

The people in the village didn't feel anything about it, they still lived as before, and they were still the most devout believers at the feet of the Heavenly Spirit, watching the primeval tribes come like crazy demons, looking at every human who came out viciously, and finally left dejectedly.

After an unknown amount of time, the village did not have the prosperity it had at the beginning, and only the aborigines were left. Desertion makes them more comfortable and their lives more peaceful. They had also tentatively come into contact with the Terrans who had come out of the stone gate.

They found that the human race was a race without roots, as if it suddenly appeared, without history, without inheritance, and even their hearts and minds still retained the pure heart that all races once had in the early opening of heaven and earth.

They also discovered that the wisdom of the Terrans was not just what it seemed, and they soon learned to hunt, farm, make fire, sew clothes, build houses, write and so on with the people of the village.

Later, they used all kinds of strange methods to carry rocks and timber up the mountain from around the village, and the villagers speculated that humans were building their own habitat behind the stone gate.

After two generations, until the third generation, the villagers and humans have become good neighbors. They are impressed by the simplicity, hard work, and positivity of human beings, and helping each other can also enable all living beings to get the best life.

However, this beautiful status quo did not last long.

Around the Heavenly Spirit Domain, there are many tribes and races stationed, just in a place called the Yuangu Tribe, this race is the closest race to the Heavenly Spirit Domain except for the village of the cyan stone gate, and it is called the place where the light is seen.

But suddenly one night, just after the lightning and thunder, the creatures who had gotten up in the morning suddenly discovered a situation that frightened them.

Those colorful glows in the sky, those rays of light that have survived for thousands of years, as a source of faith, representing the place where the greatest race, the Celestial Spirit Race, exists, as if they were taken away by wind, rain, thunder and lightning overnight yesterday, and can no longer be seen.

The surrounding races have rushed to the cyan stone gate, however, if they are gone, they are gone.

The Heavenly Spirit Domain seemed to disappear overnight.

Led by the Great Clan, the team of the primeval clan passed through the cyan stone gate and headed for the place they had always longed for.

The villagers remained in their own places as if nothing had happened. They don't believe that the Heavenly Spirit will disappear, and they won't believe that the Heavenly Spirit Domain will fall, life is still life, and they are still them.

But when the procession of all races returned from the stone gate, the villagers saw the sadness and anger on their faces, and the fire of hatred in their eyes.

They all said that it was the calamity brought by human beings that destroyed the Heavenly Spirit and the Heavenly Spirit Domain. It is because of the protection of human beings by the heavenly spirits that they have attracted the punishment of heaven. The Heavenly Dao has personally destroyed the most proud race it has created, the guardians of this heaven and earth, and the faith of all their living beings.

Humanity is bound to be destroyed!