Nan Mu Cheng decided that these people were a little too fussful, although he didn't quite understand what they were doing, but it sounded like a matter of great significance to the clan, but he was a person who looked at the family's sense of honor very lightly, what was the so-called glory of the Nanmu clan, restoring the glory of the past, he was tired of hearing this kind of talk for a long time, and he didn't want to be dripped into this troubled water.

The water was still boiling, the eldest prince's face was like ashes, he walked down angrily, Nan Mucheng saw the second prince's mocking smile, he glared at him angrily, and the blood on his hands flowed all over the ground.

With the saying of brotherly affection, he kindly reminded His Highness, "Big brother, you go to stop the bleeding first." "This wound looks so deep, don't you want to chop off your own hand?

His Royal Highness vented all his anger on him, "Let you take care of it?!" Waste that doesn't know anything, get out of the way! ”

Nan Mucheng's kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he shrugged helplessly.

It seems that they are all eager to try, and the second prince also went up, also full of confidence but returned with a feather, His Royal Highness's face changed so cheerfully, Nan Mucheng was still thinking about who the next person to let blood would be, but found that all eyes were shifted to him.

“？ What do you think I'm doing? Nan Mucheng had a bad premonition, "You won't let me go up too, right?" It's useless for me to go up, so I don't want to cut off my own hands! ”

"Cheng'er! What are you talking about?! The father was a little angry, "As long as it is a child of our family, we have to go through this process, why don't you give it to me quickly!" ”

"But...... Didn't I try it before? I'm sure I can't, I don't have to try. Nan Mucheng looked at the miserable appearance of their hands and still refused.

"Father, he doesn't know anything, and if he tries, it's in vain." The second prince on the side opened his mouth, "Since the imperial brother is unwilling to dedicate himself, even if you force him, it is useless." ”

"Father, the third brother is afraid that he is timid and dare not go up, this kind of nest is not like the people of our Nanmu clan, and if you go up, this is a clown who jumps off the beam, and you can't get on the stage, why do you bother?" The eldest prince on the side didn't refute the words of the second prince, and the two of them sang and harmonized.

The father didn't seem to be used to arguing with them, and when he frowned and hesitated, the national teacher who was far away on the high platform suddenly opened his mouth, "The bloodline of the Nanmu clan has gone through three hundred and fifteen years, and in these three hundred years, there have only been three people who have ataved their ancestors and inherited the ability of their ancestors, although the probability is extremely slim, but it is not unprecedented, we have persevered until now, just because we will not easily give up the one in 10,000 possibility." ”

He turned his head and looked at Nanmu Chengdao, "Whether you are possible or not is one in ten thousand, it's up to you to decide." ”

His language seemed to be inflammatory, and the group fell silent, Nan Mucheng had no choice but to walk up, he looked at the mysterious man uneasily, he frowned and gritted his teeth in a low voice

"I warn you, you'd better not play any tricks!"

The man chuckled.

The sword stood in front of his eyes, with a sharp edge, and he saw what was on the altar, which turned out to be a hollow depression, and in the pit was placed a pool of clear water, clear as a neatly divided sapphire.

That Fang Cai's blood has disappeared, he studied the pool suspiciously for a long time, and then grasped the sword generously, as long as his blood boiled like everyone else, does that mean that he does not belong to the person they are looking for, so whatever he must do in the future, his father will not interfere with him again, right?

There was a tingling pain in his palm, and he frowned as he watched his blood drip into the pool, and the blood quickly dispersed, like a blooming blood lotus.

There was no movement for a long time, he tilted his head and let go of his hand, looking at the pool was not boiling, his blood entered the center of the pool but it was unusually quiet, Nan Mucheng thought that his blood didn't even have the ability to make the pool boil, and sure enough, he was a person who didn't have any qualifications in the master's mouth.

He pulled the cloth and hugged his hand, and was about to go down, but the national teacher stopped him with a sword.

"Wow! It's dangerous! What are you doing?! Nan Mucheng, who was almost slashed, walked through his head in annoyance, but saw that the pool suddenly emitted a ray of light, enveloping everyone.

When he opened his eyes, he looked around blankly.

He looked around at the ruins, and he looked intently, this was not where they had just stood, but from the edge of a crumbling cliff, and he looked around, and the whole valley seemed to have just been through a great battle, full of shattered rocks and fallen trees, and the most shocking thing was that the ground had collapsed into a huge pit as if it had been hit by a boulder falling from the sky.

What's going on?

He looked around blankly, and saw a woman curled up and sitting on the side of the col not far away, holding her knees and her hair scattered, sitting quietly in the wind and snow, as if she wanted to become one with heaven and earth.

A man walked towards her from the side.

The man held the umbrella above her head, the woman did not turn her head, he could clearly hear the woman whispering, "I'm so tired, I'm exhausted... Enough is enough, I don't want to do anything......"

The man's hand holding the handle of the umbrella turned slightly white, and he whispered with forbearance, "And then?" Do you want to leave behind everything you've worked so far? ”

Even with anger and depression, he could still hear the man's voice, the mysterious man with the mask!

He ran towards the two men, but the scene in front of him suddenly changed halfway through, this time it was not winter or ruins, but the scorching sun and the desert, and he saw the steaming heat, as if the heavens and the earth had turned into a furnace to melt all things, and in this heat, he looked

to the people who crawled and squirmed on the ground.

If this can still be called human.

They looked like shriveled skeletons, but even at this point, they were still alive, and the deep marks of the sand behind them confirmed their struggle to live.

"It's pathetic."

Suddenly, he heard a voice from the side, and a man covered in a red veil walked past him, holding an umbrella in his hand, and the skeleton headed by him stretched out his hand desperately as if sensing something.

"The Nanmu clan, life and death are trees, but you are unwilling to turn into trees, even so, you will also uproot yourself, what are you so persistent for?"

His question made Nan Mucheng stunned.

Life and death as a tree?

There was a lot of meaning to say this, but now was not the time to explore the meaning, and now he had to face an even more difficult situation, that is, he now seemed to understand that what he saw should be the family history of their Nanmu clan.

They are not humans.

This is a secret history passed down from ancient times, but Nan Mucheng has always thought that this is just an exaggerated statement, all the royal families in the world will find a secret birth for themselves to prove their extraordinary, and their family is pregnant with those so-called dream immortals come to feel pregnant or Hetu Luoshu and other heavenly justice, their family's statement is more "from the sea market, difficult to cross the weak water, how dare you despise, under the scorching sun, go to the shore of the shallow sea, looking for Penglai Island......"

He was going to fall asleep when he was studying, so he had already forgotten the following records, but if he said that this was a great task from heaven to the Nanmu clan, and now when the facts were revealed in front of his eyes, he suddenly felt at a loss again.

"Insist... What we have always adhered to is nothing more than the will of the immortals..."The skeleton climbed with difficulty, and after a while, the man holding the umbrella twisted the handle of the umbrella, and the umbrella surface turned into a cloud, and a roaring thunder came from the sky not far away, Nan Mucheng was startled, and saw that the sky that was still hot was now crumbling.

"Banished sinners, you have endured enough suffering here, but people everywhere will take you in, and if you continue to wander like this, sooner or later you will wither and die. Come with me. ”

As his words fell, a torrential rain followed.

Nan Mu Cheng continued to watch the scenery in front of him flicker and change, what he saw was how the Nan Mu clan came to the human world, they hid their breath as other species, and pretended to be an ordinary human race to take root in the human world, and spread out.

Because of their intelligence, the Nanmu clan quickly adapted to the life of the human race, no matter what predicament they were in, they were able to make a career and quickly established their own regime, which was the past of the Nanmu clan.

But that man didn't just let them do this kind of thing, and on the other hand, he secretly built this tall building, this

The time and manpower span of the construction was more than 100 years, and Nan Mu Cheng was shocked, it turned out that he didn't know that it had already developed in the human world at this time.

And then......

The next thing shocked him, that is, the first batch of people from the Nanmu clan, after they laid the foundation of the country, they came to this hall, they tacitly sat down around the statue, Nanmu Cheng saw the man in the robe standing on the high platform, he held the sword in his hand.

The patriarch who was already old at the head walked over first, he took the sword from the black-robed man's hand, stretched out his dry hand like tree bark and kept rubbing it, he couldn't see enough, after a long time, he raised his eyes and looked at the high patio, and said with a look of silence, "Our Nanmu clan should have died in Haishi a long time ago, and now it is enough to live until now." ”

He slammed his sword into his body.

Nan Mucheng was taken aback.

Everyone in the next place seemed to have discussed it in advance, one after another drew their swords and killed themselves, even after they died, their bodies turned into vines and entrenched in the center, Nan Mucheng didn't understand why they chose to die in such a tragic way, but the next moment they knew the cause and effect.

(End of chapter)

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