Then he hung the knife on the Heavenly Thorn Peak at the top of the Snow Peak, which was the highest point in the Great Snow Mountain. The wind is constant all year round, and ordinary people will be torn to pieces by the wind before they get close. No one knows why this Holy Lord didn't put that sword in the Hidden Soldier Pavilion, but it was going to be hung on the top of the snow-capped mountain!"

The Holy Lord of that generation also left a precept for the knife, saying, "This knife will have its own owner in the future, but it must not be from the Snow Mountain Gate! The people of the Snow Mountain Gate must not touch this knife! If the day this knife recognizes the Lord, it will be the time when the Great Snow Mountain will close the door!"

"Later, the Holy Lord closed the death pass, but he couldn't break through the pass, so I think it must have been a failure of the death pass.

Since then, there have been several generations of Holy Lords in my Great Snow Mountain, and a few have tried to explore the southern wilderness. Finally, I finally knew where this Proud Heavenly Trick and that knife came from? These two things actually came from the Silver Pupil Clan that remained in the southern wilderness. ＂

"From the Silver Pupil Clan? Didn't the Silver Pupil Clan be killed a thousand years ago? Why is there still a Silver Pupil Clan in the Southern Wilderness?"

"Alas...... The Silver Pupil Clan was originally the natives of the Southern Wilderness, and those who were killed were all Silver Pupil Clans who had already arrived on the mainland! And there were still many Silver Pupils who did not come out of the Southern Wilderness, and when the Silver Pupil Clan was defeated thousands of years ago, some remnants also retreated into the Southern Wilderness! For fear of retaliation from the Terrans? They just retreated into the depths of the Southern Wilderness!

"Then, could it be that this Proud Heaven Secret was snatched from the Terrans when the Silver Pupil Clan dominated the continent?"

"Xiaoyou guessed wrong, this Silver Pupil Clan thinks very highly of itself and has ruled the Central Plains Continent for more than a hundred years. But they have always looked down on the Terran Clan's martial arts, how could they rob the Terran Clan's secrets? This Proud Heavenly Secret is actually a self-created skill created by the masters of the Silver Pupil Clan!"

"The Silver Pupil Clan's own trick?"

"That's right! I, the Holy Lords of the Great Snow Mountain, have all been extremely wise and amazingly talented. After several generations of Holy Lords discovered that this Proud Heavenly Secret was created by the Silver Pupil, out of curiosity, they carefully studied this Proud Heavenly Secret out of curiosity, regardless of the precepts left by the Saint Lord. It turned out that this exercise was very different from the method practiced by the human race. So he tried to practice, and after practicing first, his temperament changed greatly, and he became very tyrannical and murderous, and in the end, he died of explosive skills. ＂

"Later, this Proud Heaven Secret was kept in the Secret Record Pavilion as a cultivation taboo, and no one cultivated it anymore. Until 300 years ago, there was a holy lord who didn't believe in evil either, and he also went to cultivate that Proud Heavenly Technique, and in the end, he actually cultivated it. That Holy Lord had cultivated all the way to the twelfth realm, and he didn't explode his skills. After the successful cultivation of that generation of Saint Lords, it is said that he has reached the highest level of martial arts, shattering the void!"

"The dictionary records that he broke through the space and went to another otherworld. It's just that before leaving, he warned the people that this Proud Heavenly Secret Human Race must not be cultivated, otherwise it will harm others!"

"Later, some people wanted to cultivate, but they still died in a hurry. Later, someone took a closer look, only to find out that the Holy Lord who had cultivated this Proud Heavenly Secret was actually a hybrid of the human race and the silver pupil. ＂

"And a thousand years ago, the silver pupil ruled the continent for nearly one hundred and fifty years, and there should have been a lot of mixed blood left. However, at that time, the Silver Pupils regarded the Terrans as slaves like pigs and dogs, and how could they intermarry with the Terrans. Coupled with the bloody revenge of the Terrans after defeating the Silver Pupil, the Terran made a thousand-year oath to slaughter the Silver Pupil! Therefore, there are very few people in this world who have the bloodline of the Silver Pupil, but Lu Yichen and you both have the bloodline of the Silver Pupil. ＂

"What? How could I ...... ＂

Night Nineteen was already dumbfounded, wouldn't he become the enemy of the whole continent?

"Huh...... Xiaoyou, don't worry, although you have the blood of silver pupils in your body. But you're not a pure silver pupil, so what does it matter?" said Master Coma with a smile. "You're not the only one in this world, so what are you worried about?"

Night Nineteen was suddenly dumbfounded. Isn't it? I'm not a pure silver pupil, but I just have the inheritance of the silver pupil in my blood. I suddenly remembered that Master Coma had said that he was the same as the third uncle, and it seemed that the third uncle also had silver pupil blood.

Master Coma said: "There are very few people with silver pupil blood on the mainland, and I only meet Lu Yichen and you now. I heard you always call Lu Yichen the third uncle, can you tell me about it?"

Ye Nineteen said: "I was an orphan, and my adoptive parents raised me. I once heard Uncle Lu say that when I was seven or eight months old. My adoptive father picked me up while he was patrolling a village. My adoptive father is Lin Dashuai's personal guard, and his name is Li Shenshi. ＂

"Oh, Li Shenshi is the commander of Lin Shuai's eighteen personal guards, I have heard of it, and I know that it is a real man! Xiaoyou is also from Lin Shuai's mansion, but I never thought of it. ＂

"Thank you master for your praise to my father, and the boy is grateful. As soon as he thought of his adoptive parents, Ye Nineteen inevitably felt a heavy heartache, and his voice gradually became difficult.

"There are eighteen brothers in my father's righteous brothers, known as the Eighteen Iron Guards. Except for the seventeenth uncle and the eighteenth uncle, who are brothers, the rest are brothers with different surnames. The second uncle Li Hu, the third uncle Lu Shen, the fourth uncle Xiao Shen, the fifth uncle Tuoba Han, and the sixth uncle Feng Yuanyuan. Seventh uncle Sun Ye, eighth uncle Liu Zifu, ninth uncle Yang Biao, tenth uncle Zhong Dubu, eleventh uncle Shen Li, twelfth uncle Gu Zhuo, thirteenth uncle Yue Peng, fourteenth uncle Shen Fang, fifteenth uncle Xiao Mad, sixteenth uncle Ma Zhongyi, seventeenth uncle Guo Buli, eighteenth uncle Guo Bu abandoned. They treated me like a parent, and when they taught me martial arts, I was naughty, lazy, and naughty. If I could do it all over again, I wouldn't be lazy and naughty. No matter how bad the medicinal soup that Uncle Eighth boiled for me is, I will also regard it as a delicacy in the world. It's just, just that night, there's nothing...... When Night Nineteen began to speak, he couldn't help but smile as he recalled the good old days. As he spoke, unconscious tears flowed all over his cheeks, and his voice was so choked that it was difficult to speak.

"Little friends don't have to be sad, their predecessors have passed away, and empty self-grief is useless. ＂

"Yes, Master. The kid just can't be suppressed. The master is right, but this blood is a deep hatred, and the kid will eventually take revenge!"

"Alas...... There are endless grievances in the world, and little friends should not be paranoid. Is there a revenge in this world? I have deduced it with your blood before, do you know what I have calculated?"

Night Nineteen wiped away his tears, and said, "The kid doesn't know, please tell the master." ＂

"Just now, because of the deduction of your life, I almost couldn't even maintain the realm, you also feel it, right?"

Only then did Night Nineteen know that the Fang Cai Realm had almost collapsed, and it was actually because Master Coma was using that drop of blood to calculate his own fate.

"Little friend, it took me eighty percent of my power to see a little bit of something. Alas, your fate is too profound, and there are too many variables, one wrong step will be wrong for life! Do you want to know what I saw?"

Ye Nineteen lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Master Lao, I want to know." ＂

"Well, then see for yourself...... ＂

Master Coma gently stretched the sleeves of his robe, and a piece of white plain paper floated out of his sleeve. The paper hovered in the air, standing still. Master Coma waved his hand again, and a cloud of colorful mist flew over. Master Coma held it with one hand, and saw that the fog shrank smaller and smaller, and finally condensed into a colorful droplet.

The droplets of water gradually fell on the white plain paper, and gradually soaked and smeared the whole paper. Ye Nineteen stared carefully at the white plain paper, and then saw a picture gradually emerge on the paper.

Night Nineteen took a closer look, and saw that the picture was covered with lead clouds. The weather was dark and dark, and a high mountain abruptly rose over a plain. There are no plants on the mountain, and the bare gives a feeling of oppressive heaviness.

As soon as the picture turned, lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and lightning pierced the dull sky. It's still this bald mountain, but countless ravines have been plowed out of this mountain. Countless people were rushing towards the mountain, dressed in various styles of armor and wielding various blades in their hands. There were also dozens of people in various cloth robes floating in the air, wielding magic staff in their hands, and from time to time blasting powerful attack Yuan Techniques towards the mountain.

Around the top of the mountain, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and pieces of broken corpses were stacked on top of each other, layer upon layer, as if another peak of human corpses had been built on the top of the mountain.

In the center of the corpse, a man stood. A slender narrow knife in his hand kept swinging outward, and the action seemed to be unintentional. But with each swing swept away the rushing army, just as a farmer was reaping the crop in his field.

A strand of long hair obscured his face, making it impossible to see his face. It's just that the sneer on the corner of his mouth makes him feel fierce. It can be seen that he doesn't care about such a killing, and occasionally even licks it, splashing blood on his lips, this man is bloodthirsty and cruel.

Behind him there was a woman standing quietly, with a graceful figure, as green as a mirror, just by seeing her figure, people knew that this was a beautiful woman of peerless beauty. When Night Nineteen tried to see the woman's face clearly, the picture gradually blurred, but he couldn't see it clearly.

At this time, the woman seemed to scream, and the man was like a slashing sky, and he actually killed the thousands of armor soldiers who rushed up with a single sword. The man jerked his head up, as if he knew that Night Nineteen was watching him. The long knife pointed to the sky and roared to the sky. The long strands of hair that covered his face fell to the side, revealing a pair of eyes that had turned blue-silver. Those blue and silver eyes didn't show any emotion, just stared coldly at Ye Nineteen, terrifying! It's just that the eyebrows, the nose, and the lips are so familiar, but they are so weird on a face.

Ye Nineteen screamed, broke out in a cold sweat, and took half a step back. Night Nineteen saw that the picture on the paper gradually faded away, and reverted to a piece of white plain paper.

The Nineteenth National Congress of the Night took a few breaths, and the last picture on the paper made him extremely frightened. He saw that the last face of the man in the painting was actually a mixture of him and Lu Yichen.

Half is Uncle Lu's face, and half is his face. And these two faces are the two faces he is most familiar with and unlikely to forget. The only thing that made him unfamiliar was the strange blue and silver pupils.

Night Nineteen was sweating profusely, trying to calm his churning heart. What are these pictures? Could this be the path I will take in the future? But why did I become half Uncle Lu and half myself? And so cruel and murderous, taking pleasure in killing? Could that be myself?