I don't know how long it was, but when I woke up from the memories of Dao Ancestor, I was standing on a wasteland.

The ancestral hall has disappeared, and it exists only so that I can witness the origin of Dao Ancestor's life.

When I pushed open the stone door and walked in, the ancestral hall was shrouded in mist.

When the fog dissipated, the ancestral hall disappeared without a trace along with the fog, as if it had never existed.

The ancestral hall is the dust of history, and my arrival is like a gust of wind, and the wind has passed without a trace.

The villagers of Cangwu Village were still standing in place, looking at me with wide eyes one by one.

The disappearance of an ancestral hall out of thin air shocked them beyond measure, in addition to shock and regret.

For thousands of years, the ancestral hall has become a part of Cangwu Village, and the belief in the ancestral hall has also become a deep imprint in the souls of the villagers of Cangwu Village.

At this moment, the ancestral hall disappeared, and the villagers felt lost in their hearts.

The Empress walked towards me and came to her side, staring at me with clear eyes.

His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see directly into the depths of my soul.

"Although I know that he will not be able to come back, I still want to ask, who are you now?" The Empress asked.

"Xie Lan." I said.

"What about him?"

"He lives forever in our hearts."

I don't know if I read a passage in that book that says that people have to go through three deaths in their lifetime.

The first time was when he stopped breathing, and the loss of life meant that he was dead.

The second death was when he was buried, and sometimes he was buried not to be buried in peace, but to say goodbye to this world, and there was no place for him in the world again.

The third death was when the last person who remembered him forgot him, and then he was really dead, dead forever.

Although Dao Ancestor has been dead for more than 3,000 years, as long as there is one person who remembers him, he will live forever.

"You're right, he lives forever until we all die." The empress said.

The ancestral hall has disappeared, leaving only ruins in its place.

The inheritance of Cangwu Village is only the belief of the ancestral hall, and they don't know much about the affairs of the Dao Ancestor, only the old village chief knows that this ancestral hall is related to the ancestor of the Demon Dao Sect.

They are just ordinary villagers, and I have no intention of forcing them to become disciples of the Demon Dao. Now that I've done what I wanted, it's time to leave.

At that moment, I said goodbye to the old village chief and prepared to leave with the empress.

The old village chief looked at the ruins behind me, then at me, and tried to say something but said nothing.

"What do you want to ask me?" Seeing that he was embarrassed, I took the initiative to ask.

"Is this really the birthplace of the Demon Dao Sect Patriarch?" The old village chief asked in a low voice.

"Yes."

"In this case, he is also the ancestor of our Cangwu Village?"

"Dao Ancestor has cut off the fate of the earth, he is him, and you are you."

Hearing me say this, the old man let out a long breath, and then his expression became extremely complicated.

The Demon Dao is a taboo in the Heavenly Dao, and they don't want to be involved with the Demon Dao in their bones.

But the ancestral hall has been passed down for thousands of years, just like their roots, and now that the ancestral hall is gone, they also seem to have lost their roots.

The most important thing is what kind of identity the Demon Dao Patriarch is, his hometown is almost the most sacred temple in the hearts of the Demon Dao disciples.

Once this news is exposed, Cangwu Village will no longer be able to maintain its current peace, and their lives will also be turned upside down.

"If you don't say it, no one will ever know about this matter, Cangwu Village is still the former Cangwu Village." I left the choice to the old village chief.

Only the old village chief and his family knew that the ancestral hall was related to Daozu, and the other villagers did not know.

As long as he doesn't say it, the biggest loss of Cangwu Village is just the loss of an ancestral hall that has been inherited for thousands of years.

Everything depends on how the old village chief chooses, if he chooses to continue to conceal it, there will be no essential changes in Cangwu Village.

If he is willing to disclose the place where Dao Ancestor was born, then Cangwu Village will become the holy land of my Demon Dao. After the death of Dao Ancestor, there were almost no relics left by him in the world, and the significance of Cangwu Village to the disciples of the Demon Dao can be imagined.

After it is made public, Cangwu Village will not only be of great significance to my Demon Dao, but also have a high chance of becoming a cursed place of the Heavenly Dao, which will bring disasters to the villagers. Of course, my Demon Dao disciple will definitely protect the peace here for eternity.

The old village chief was silent for a long time, and I didn't intend to wait any longer for him to make a choice. Because, sometimes, silence is an option.

My status as the Demon Dao Patriarch has been exposed, so I no longer hide my magical means, and I took the empress's hand and flew into the air.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, I sensed that the girl's face showed a strong sense of reluctance, but unfortunately, she was the only one who was willing to follow the devil's path.

I punched a divine thought into her heart, and then disappeared from the villagers' field of vision with the empress.

After leaving Cangwu Village, the empress and I landed on the three-point stone of Jiuyi Mountain.

The battle of the Heavenly Dao is a battle to destroy the world, and the Three Realms will be affected. After all, Cangwu Village is the hometown of Daozu, even if the villagers don't want to admit it, I have to do something for them.

I chose a spiritual stone on the top of Jiuyi Mountain, and carved it into a stone tablet with Kunlun snow.

Engrave eight words: ghosts and gods, think about yourself.

"You're going to leave a Seven Killings Monument here?" The Empress asked.

"Hmm. With the Seven Killings Monument, only the Demon Dao is still there, and Cangwu Village will always be protected by the Demon Dao Qi. I said.

"It is true that there should be a Seven Killings Monument here, but since this is his hometown, Lone should also do something."

After finishing speaking, the empress pointed into a sword, and on the other side of the unengraved lettering, she outlined seven flowers on the other side.

This great gift of the empress is very heavy, because the flower on the other side represents the power of the six realms of reincarnation.

……

Jiuyi Mountain is very high, and the three-point stone is 2,000 meters above sea level.

For a girl who is nearly fifteen or sixteen years old, it is really difficult to climb such a peak.

Although the mountain is not too steep, it is also extremely physically demanding.

It's not that I'm deliberately setting up the problem, but I sense a familiar temperament in the girl.

When the old village chief made a choice, the girl did not speak, but I knew that she already had her own choice in her heart.

It's just that she also knows that she can't represent all the villagers of Cangwu Village, so she has been silent from beginning to end.

When the empress and I decided to leave, she looked at us with a reluctant look in her eyes, and wanted to follow us away, but she could only watch us leave.

At that moment, I heard the voice of her heart.

Demon Dao disciple, thousands of reds.

So, I injected a divine message into her heart, guiding her to climb the third stone.

By the time she reached the halfway point of the mountain, the girl had exhausted her physical strength, had multiple abrasions on her body, and broke her forehead.

However, her eyes were as determined as ever.

The shoes were torn, the bare feet were bleeding, and the pain pierced the heart, but the girl was not discouraged in the slightest.

At first, it was rock climbing, and at the end it was literally climbing up the mountain. Blood fell on the stone like a flower.

"Xie Lan, your heart is too ruthless." The sky was extremely high, looking at the miserable appearance of the girl, the empress couldn't help but complain about me.

"If you don't have the will not to give in, you are not worthy of being a disciple of the Demon Dao for thousands of years."

Luckily, I didn't look at the wrong person.

The girl successfully climbed the three-point stone, and at this time she was already covered in blood, and she no longer had half the strength in her body.

All the hardships and exhaustion came to naught the moment she saw the Seven Killings Monument.

Looking at the Seven Killings Monument, a smile bloomed on the corner of the girl's mouth. Gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, and walked step by step to the Seven Killings Monument.

Kneeling respectfully on the ground, I bowed to the Seven Killings Monument, and when she raised her head again, I appeared in front of her.

"Dao Ancestor...... " the girl said as she looked at me excitedly.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Qi Dao Ancestor, my name is Xie Hongying."

"Heaven is on the left, the Demon Dao is on the right, Xie Hongying, are you really willing to be a disciple of the Demon Dao?"

"I do."

"Okay, from now on, you will be my Demon Dao disciple, and this Seven Killings Monument will be kept by you."

I used the power of divine thought to refine the Seven Killing Monuments, turned it into a stone tablet of the size of an inch, and handed it to Xie Hongying.

After explaining the explanation, my edgeworth flew into the air.

"Dao Ancestor, can I go with you?" Seeing that I wanted to leave, Xie Hongying looked at the sky and asked.

"Heaven destroys all beings, all beings destroy the sky, and the battle of Heaven is about to be staged. If I don't die, I will personally come and take you to the ruins. ”

I gave Xie Hongying a promise, and after that, she stayed in Cangwu Village and waited for me to pick her up.

It wasn't until one day, when the Seven Killings Monument silently turned into powder in her palm, that she realized that she might never be able to go to the ruins for the rest of her life......