The floor of the ancestral hall is inlaid with white jade, shining with a warm light. There are four straight copper pillars standing in the hall, and the copper pillars are engraved with four divine beasts: the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu.

The walls are carved with fairies and brute beasts, with different postures, vivid and majestic.

Above the ancestral shrine and on the left and right are hung with golden silk nanmu plaques.

Left Lian: Xiu Xian asked against the sky.

Right link: Who is the peak of the heavens and the earth.

Horizontal criticism: Who else is me!

"You also have a brother named Ji Wudao. Ji Xun turned his back to Ji Wuchen and said in a deep voice.

Ji Wuchen was stunned for a moment, this news was tantamount to five thunderbolts for him, he had never heard of this since he was a child, but now Ji Xun brought him here, his face was serious, and he said it in a deep voice.

His eyes were distracted, and he turned his eyes to look at the high platform made of golden silk nanmu that enshrined the ancestral tablet, and he already had a guess in his heart.

After being silent for a long time, Ji Hyun told the story...

"Your brother Ji Wudao, who has rarely spoken since he was a child, has an extremely withdrawn and eccentric personality. Unruly, even more disobedient to discipline, stubborn, even if he hits his head on the south wall, he will not die. He still refuses to admit defeat with bruises all over his body, thinking that there is nothing in this world that he can't do. ”

"It's just that he is talented, but he is arrogant and arrogant, and he has nothing to do, and he ends up like this. ”

"It's just that he was too spoiled, and I indirectly hurt him. Ji Hyun's face overflowed with shame, his eyes gradually moistened, his eyes were bloodshot, and he tilted his head to prevent the muddy tears from slipping down.

For Ji Wudao, in addition to his remembrance, he is more remorseful and self-blame for himself.

More than 2,000 years ago, his brother Ji Wudao, like him, followed in the footsteps of his predecessors and embarked on this road full of hardships and killing.

When he returned hundreds of years ago, he was unparalleled in the world. After embarking on the journey again, there was no news from then, no one was seen alive, no corpse was dead, and only a lonely mound was erected for him.

"That's why I dissuaded you, I don't want to lose my second son, and the last!" Ji Hyun looked back suddenly, staring at Ji Wuchen with a hoarse voice.

At this time, his expression was extremely painful, and he burst into tears, and it was difficult to see the momentum of high spirits. is like an ordinary and ordinary middle-aged man, immersed in the grief of losing his son...

"I used the whole clan, and walked through the mountains and rivers several times to search for nearly a hundred years, but I only found the Wudao Wu Halberd, which was given to him when he was a rite of passage. Precious as life. Between the words, a halberd appeared out of thin air. The halberd is one zhang and two feet long, the whole body is as black as ink, and the whole body is shining with a cold metallic luster, which is sharp and terrifying, making the soul tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, Ji Hyun was depressed and depressed. Ji Wuchen stepped forward and comforted him in every possible way.

"That's it, that's it. Losing my life, maybe this is the meaning and duty of my Ji family's existence. Then came a long sigh of helplessness...

The Classic of Mountains and Seas is like a key, opening the door to a fantasy world full of gods, demons, monsters, and monsters. Those who embark on this path have only two outcomes: death or disappearance. Ji Wuchen's brother, uncle, and grandfather are all like this, perhaps this is the meaning and responsibility of the Ji family's existence.

Ji Hyun's own strength is very small, and he can't protect the world. He only prayed for his son's safety and did his best to protect him. As a father, he is selfish, and love is selfish.

A inheritance family like the Ji family still has remnants of the three clans in the Celestial Empire. Ji Hyun has no intersection with the small sect that survives, and he knows very little.

Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap. As night fell, the stars were dotted, and the cold moonlight with a hint of sadness fell on the vast land, and the father and son chatted until late at night.

The winter night is lonely and the moon is cloudy. Gradually, crystal clear snowflakes fell from the sky. The ice posture is soft and soft, and Ling Bo dances lightly, fluttering.

At this moment of snow dance, Ji Wuchen stood quietly by the window, but his eyes were staring into the distance, and his silent thoughts flew like snowflakes.

Growing up, he never asked his father about his mother. However, the answer is the same. It's Ji Hyun's silence, and he hasn't even confided a word.

The elder brother was born 2,000 years ago, and there is no doubt that his mother was no ordinary person.

......

A lifeless, wild mountain range. The sky was gray, and the misty smoke in the air was unstable.

Among the mountains, the grass withered, and the land was desolate. The bumpy ground was as red as blood. Scattered everywhere are strange wreckage, which has decayed over the years. A light breeze blew and raised a burst of white sand.

"Tread, tread, tread. "The sound of footsteps was so clear in the silence of the mountains. A hazy figure emerged from the horizon, the pace was not slow, and it looked like a light breeze.

This man looked to be no more than twenty-four or five years old, his black hair was waist-length like an inky waterfall and a shawl, his facial features were well-defined and hard, and a pair of charming dark and deep eyes looked wild and unrestrained, and the brilliance was like a star. A slightly tight-fitting blue robe reveals the perfect figure, and a blue divine ring surrounds the back of the body, bursting with a faint light, like a handsome and extraordinary god.

"Come out, Olist, and smell your rotten stench from afar. The blue-robed young man's eyes were sharp, and he couldn't help but feel that he gave people a heavy sense of oppression, and his tone was very calm, with a fearless calmness, and a bloodthirsty sneer bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha, Daojun. Long time no see. I've been waiting for you for a long time. In an instant, a figure shrouded in black mist appeared not far from Daojun.

The black mist boiled, like a dark fire burning, and there were two green and faint fireworks floating in the black mist, like two jasper-like eyes, bursting with an incomparably cold glow, which couldn't help but make people's hearts tremble.

"You have picked a good place, let Lao Tzu have a good time today!" Daojun looked around with his hands on his arms, and the whole person was extremely calm.

"As you wish. "Two terrifying rays of light shot out from the green glow.

"O wandering spirits of the dead, summon you in my name. ”

In an instant, the earth cracked, and a giant undead creature emerged from the ground, a bone dragon with a body of nearly 100 feet, a skeleton with a metallic luster, swirling with a dark fog, like a raging flame. There were two dark blue flames floating in the hollow beast's eyes, fierce and terrifying.

"Whew......" The undead bone dragon roared violently to the sky, flapping its bone wings dozens of zhang long, spreading its wings and soaring.

"It's kind of interesting. Daojun smiled.

"Go ahead, tear everything in sight to shreds!" Olipost commanded the bone dragon with a sharp voice.

The huge beast eyes burning with dark blue flames looked at Dao Jun, and the aura that came out of his body was even stronger.

After a loud dragon groan, the bone dragon immediately swung its tail and leaned down, rushing towards Daojun, although it was huge, its speed was not slow. Raise the sharp claws and slam them at him.

Daojun stood proudly, as steady as Mount Tai, and then raised his fist to meet the giant claws.

"Boom...", a claw and a fist collided with each other, rolling up waves of manic qi, like ripples of water waves, one after another extended in all directions.

"Boom..."The rocks exploded, the ancient trees rose from the ground, and the wreckage everywhere turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

Daojun stood in place, dancing in a blue robe, his expression still plain. The earth beneath his feet shook violently, and then cracked and collapsed, spreading for hundreds of miles.

"Whoa......" The bone dragon was enraged and roared in the sky. Two dark blue flames stared at Dao Jun with a fierce anger. The giant tail behind the skeleton swayed upward, like a pillar of optimus crushing towards Daojun, dancing and sweeping in gusts of wind.

At this time, Daojun's expression was still unwavering, not impatient. Quietly looking at the giant tail driving towards him. As he approached, he jerked to his feet and kicked him in the air.

"Click......" A crisp and loud sound spread throughout the sky.

"Whew......" The bone dragon's cry of pain resounded in the sky, and the cold dragon skeleton churned in the void.

Daojun's eyes are sharp, and he wants to strike with hot iron. When the right palm was raised, an inexplicable Dao aura spread in the void. The runes suddenly appeared in the void, intertwined between the palms of their fingers, the light was dazzling, incomparably bright, and they slammed towards the bone dragon.

"Smack..."

"Click, click......" The head of the bone dragon dragon was smashed by a powerful palm. The skeleton disintegrated and broke into several pieces, accompanied by a white scum that fell downward, kicking up a cloud of dust and rising into the sky.

"Olipost, look at the bones buried here. I will bury you myself. Daojun fell from the volley to the ground and stood with his hands in his hands.

He turned his eyes to look at Olipost, a slight smile on his lips. The calm tone was very kind, as if greeting an old friend who had not seen him for a long time.

"Hahaha, Daojun, Daojun, this is just the beginning. Your old friend misses you so much. Come out, old folks. As soon as the words fell, four people appeared silently, standing on the four sides of Daojun, besieging him.

It seems that in order to prevent him from escaping, the back road was sealed in advance.

"You can afford to look up to me. Daojun's expression was not flustered, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

"Lord of Darkness: Hipponoa. ”

"God of Destruction: Karl. ”

"The second generation of space gods: Nemertis. ”

"The second generation of the god of war: Agnè. ”

"Space Seal..."