Under the big willow tree that covers the sky and the sun like a canopy, Song Hanshan was stunned for a long time.

"What is the origin of my Song family? Who is the ancestor of the Song family? Cut off the secret of 600 years, why are there so few people in the Song family who can hear the voice in the wordless tablet!"

Song Hanshan asked in a suppressed voice.

"Ahem......"

Li Baiyi suddenly coughed twice, then rolled up his sleeves again, looked at the vast sky, and looked gloomy, "Ancestor of the Song family, a thousand years ago, under the command of Luo Bingxin, the leader of the Suzaku Sect of Zuo Jia Mingjiao, Song Tingsheng was the sword envoy on the left!"

Song Hanshan's face trembled slightly, and he turned his head to stare at Li Baiyi.

I saw Li Baiyi retract his gaze, twisted the chess pieces in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Song Tingsheng, at the age of sixteen, he is in charge of the Song family!"

"At the age of twenty-six, with the realm of the Holy King, wearing 100,000 armor, he was edicted to enter the Zuojia Ming Sect, and he was ranked as the left sword envoy of the Vermilion Bird Department!

"At the age of thirty, the head of the three thousand foreign demons besieged and killed the eleventh king of Tianji in Jiuyuan Mountain, and the Song court led Cangyun to ride eighteen horses, and walked across the thirteen domains in one night, saving the king's relics, and suffered forty-two wounds. Later, all the eighteen horsemen were killed in battle, and Song Tingsheng carried Wang Yifeng on his back and then crossed the seventeen domains, and finally escaped from life!"

"When Song Tingsheng was thirty-six years old, Zuo Jiaming Sect was rebelled by traitors, resulting in the annihilation of the 30,000-strong army. Song Tingsheng is another person and a sword, heading out of the west gate, and the twilight people will return to exterminate the leader of the traitors, with the power of the Zhengming Sect!"

"In the last years of Yuan Hunt, Song Tingsheng was thirty-nine years old. The extraterritorial demon clan invaded the Firmament Continent, and the left sword envoy blocked the entrance to the plane of the ruins of the demon suppression with a hundred zhang body, one person and one sword, and killed three thousand eight hundred and twenty-one evil demons, and finally the long sword was broken, and the body was slashed to death by one thousand nine hundred and eighteen knives. In the next three years, the 3,000 people of the Zuo Jia Ming Sect stayed in the ruins of the Demon Suppression for three years, but they failed to find a piece of the corpse of the Zuo Jian Envoy!"

Under the big willow tree, Li Baiyi's sleeves were rolled up, and his expression looked quite depressed, "And what you heard in the wordless tablet of the Song family's forbidden land is the roar of Uncle Song Tingsheng when he was dying!"

"In the entire battle of the Zuojia Ming Sect against the extraterritorial demons, Song Tingsheng can be said to be a sword-wielding envoy of the peerless elegance, and he is also the earliest one to die in battle. If Uncle Song Tingsheng hadn't been killed in battle, then he would be the first dragon head of my Ming Sect's thirteen killings!"

After finishing speaking, Li Baiyi stared at Song Hanshan, "Now, do you know the origin of the Song family? Do you know the mission that this decadent Song family carried back then?"

Song Hanshan was stunned for a long time.

Then he took a deep breath and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It turns out that the ancestor is called Song Tingsheng...... Oh, it's really a group of unscrupulous descendants!"

"What happened to the battle of the extraterritorial demons back then, as well as the killing between the Zuojia Ming Sect and the four great god clans?"

Song Hanshan then turned his head and asked Li Baiyi.

Li Baiyi dusted his sleeves and smiled contemptuously, "Everyone in the world says that the Zuojia Ming Sect kills people excessively, the crimes are monstrous, and there are even the likes of the Heavenly Punishment Temple, and it is their duty to cut off the remnants of my Ming Sect, heh...... It's just a history book of justice, and the winner is the king, and the loser is just Kou!"

"I am a master of the Ming Sect is right and evil, and where is it the turn of the people of the world to decide. If you want to know what happened, find out for yourself......"

"Seven years ago, you were already a martial artist. If you stay in the Song family any longer, you will make slow progress. I thought you'd come out and take a look at the world and see the world. I thought you would go and find out, why there were seventy-two dragon veins in the primeval world, and there are only a few dragon veins so far? In another thousand years, will the dragon veins in this world die out? At that time, will there still be martial arts in this world?"

"It's a pity...... You're trapped in the Song family! I've been waiting for you for seven years, and you haven't come out!"

"Until Lin Huang entered the Posa Domain, I couldn't wait any longer, so I could only drive you out of the Song family. I originally thought that you would understand a lot of things and become the protector of the forest wilderness, but I didn't expect it...... But you're going to kill him!"

Li Baiyi shook his head with a sigh, his voice hoarse, "Do you know that the Song family was the first dragon protector clan appointed by my master Wang Yifeng back then?"

"What?!"

Song Hanshan's eyes suddenly widened.

Li Baiyi flicked his sleeves, turned his back to Song Hanshan, and smiled coldly, "Are you surprised? But that's the case! The few dragon protectors that Master Zun appointed back then, even I don't know. And when I deduced it a hundred years ago, I couldn't believe that the first dragon protector clan had fallen to such a point!"

"But the dragon protection clan is the dragon protection clan after all, and it is the descendant of Uncle Song Tingsheng. So no matter how difficult it is, I won't give you up, the only thing I'm afraid of is that you give up yourself!"

"I thought you wouldn't give up, but I didn't expect that you didn't fucking know at all......!

Li Baiyi sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Song Hanshan was like being struck by lightning, and it was only half an hour since he saw Li Baiyi, but the subversion of his cognition was earth-shaking.

When did the ancestor of the Song family become the left sword envoy of the Vermilion Bird Department of the Demon Sect. And even he hated it extremely much, and only knew that the Song family, who wagked their tails and begged for mercy in front of the four major god clans, became a dragon protection clan.

Dragon Protector ......

Shelter the dragon and take off, reigning in the world!

And obviously, that young dragon was the forest wilderness he had killed with one punch in the Hundred Battles City before.

Under the big willow tree, Song Hanshan slowly sat down.

The brows were tightly wrinkled together, and it was half an hour of contemplation.

In half an hour, Song Hanshan seems to have experienced changes, experienced the ups and downs of life, and his face is constantly changing, which is unpredictable.

Li Baiyi played against himself lightly on the side.

Suddenly, Song Hanshan raised his head.

He slowly exhaled a breath, and that breath seemed to spit out the depressed qi that Song Hanshan had accumulated in his heart for many years.

After exhaling in one breath, Song Hanshan's eyebrows regained their previous vigor again, "I, Song Hanshan, will not die for a day, and the Song family will be a dragon protector for a day!"

The chess pieces in Li Baiyi's hand were stunned, and then he threw them into the chess box, "It seems that you can still be saved!"

"I'm going back to Hundred Battles City now?"

Song Hanshan then asked.

Li Baiyi shook his head, "No need, if it weren't for the magic power of your palm, you would have been played by Lin Huang a long time ago, and now you still have the face to go back to be his protector, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Song Hanshan suddenly looked aggrieved and nodded with difficulty.

"I'll give you another three years to travel the world, and in three years you may be dead, or you may still be alive!"

"If you're alive, there are two options. One is to enter the North Forest Prison, and the other is to find me."

"Find me, you have three paths. The first is to return to the Song family and make the Song family a real dragon protector, the second is to become a minister of the dragon, and the third is to ...... There is still a vacant place for the thirteen killings of Tianzi".

Song Hanshan nodded silently.

Li Baiyi then beckoned and motioned for Song Hanshan to leave, "I hope that the next time we meet, you will not be the double saint Song Hanshan, but a holy emperor, a strong man who can truly shoulder the great responsibility of the world!"

Song Hanshan raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised his body and hugged his fist at Li Baiyi, "The ancestor is above, Song Hanshan will only be stronger than him!"

After that, Song Hanshan's snow-white cloak waved, and the whole person rushed into the sky like a rainbow, and the sound of wild laughter filled the heavens and the earth......

The fighting spirit is great!