On the Fire Clan borderland, a wild planet, the primeval jungle composed of mostly hundred-meter-high trees covers most of the continent, and beyond the continent, there is an endless ocean, long and connected with the sky.

Somewhere on this planet, surrounded by a group of low hills, there was a valley. In this valley, most of the trees are twenty or thirty meters high, but they are very short on this planet. However, the trees here are dense enough to cover the entire valley. However, it is unimaginable that in such a wild planet, in such a barren place, in the valley, there are dozens of dilapidated wooden huts.

In the valley, several men dressed in animal skins and several women with animal skins were gathered in a circle, carefully examining something, and occasionally uttering a sigh of tsk. I saw them circling around, and it seemed to be a charred black trunk more than ten meters long, but this trunk was of average size at both ends, the thickness of a bucket, and the trunk of more than ten meters seemed to have no forks. Among them, there was a one-armed old man, frowning, and kept circling around the trunk of the tree, as if thinking about something. From time to time, there was a glint in his eyes, but then he shook his head again, and his eyes dimmed again.

"Grandpa, why don't you divide the meat, I'm about to starve to death. A tiger-looking teenager stepped out of the dilapidated wooden house and ran straight to the old man. However, his attention was quickly diverted by the charred black "trunk" surrounded by everyone, and he walked to the "trunk" instead, and looked at it in the appearance of everyone, but he didn't see anything, "Hey, what are you all doing around such a charred trunk?"

The old man looked at the young man, his face showing a hint of hesitation, but he did not speak. But a big man next to him said, "Little madman, this thing is not a tree trunk, it should be a body of an unknown animal." It was discovered by your Uncle Wang De, and it took us a lot of effort to carry it back from the mountains, just to let your grandfather see what it was. ”

"Animal, is it a big snake, a body is more than ten meters long, how big does this snake have to be?" the young man exclaimed, his expression suddenly becoming unnatural, as if he was extremely frightened. The people here are all surnamed Wang, the young man is named Wang Feng, and the big man who spoke before is his uncle Wang Kui, and the old man is his grandfather, named Wang Xuansong. In addition to Wang Xuansong always calling him "bee", the villagers like to call Wang Feng "little crazy (bee)". If Wang Feng was called like this on weekdays, he would definitely refute it, and as soon as he refuted it, the villagers began to make fun of him. So this nickname made him hate it all the time but there was nothing he could do, but he didn't care about it, although he would refute it every time, in fact, he had long been used to it.

But this time, he didn't squeak. Seeing the change in Wang Feng's expression, the big man didn't tease him anymore, but his eyes showed a deep sadness. After Wang Feng heard that it was the remains of an animal, and then saw the same thing as a tree trunk, he directly thought of the snake, but the largest snake he had ever seen was only more than six meters long, and it was that snake that had left an indelible wound in his young heart, making him still have nightmares from time to time.

"Perhaps, this is not a snake, but a Jiao!" the old man hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke. As he spoke, he kept staring at the same position, and everyone looked at it, and there was actually a scale there!

"What? Jiao? Isn't that a legendary thing?" a thin middle-aged man looked shocked, this person was Wang De, who was the first to discover this charred black torso, "Yes, it was carried back from a big pit by us...... In retrospect, could it have fallen from the sky?!"

Dahan Wang Kui was also stunned, "Don't say it, think about the place where we found this thing, it really looks like a nun falling from the sky." ”

Listening to the discussion of several people, Wang Feng was dumbfounded. Jiao, actually Jiao, Jiao who fell from the sky, he muttered, "Last night I saw all kinds of strange lights emitting from the starry sky, some of which seemed to be falling, this Jiao, could it be that it fell from a fight with the gods?"

"Village chief, is it a blessing or a curse for us to carry back a section of this Jiao's torso?" if we move this Jiao's body, will we attract divine punishment...... "A woman stopped what she was doing and asked, a little timid.

"Old woman, what kind of bad thing are you talking about? This is a fall from the sky...... Maybe God gave it to us. Jiao, this thing is a great supplement in the legend!" Wang De scolded the woman, his eyes staring at the Jiao's body, revealing a hint of intoxication.

"Hey, I said that you old boy, you still rebelled, and you actually talked about me!" said that, the woman used to pull Wang De's ear. Wang De hurriedly begged for mercy, but the woman's surprise at Jiao at the moment was not gone, but she didn't bother with him much. Everyone watched, and just laughed.

"Wang De is right, this Jiao can't really be God's blessing to us. The old man took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision, "Do you still remember the ancestor's teachings?" When everyone comes back, a village meeting is held and everyone makes this choice together. ”

"Village Chief, then this Jiao ......"

"This flesh may be the key to the revival of our lineage, and from now on, we will guard it closely...... You can't let the beast steal it. The old man's tone was extremely solemn, "In the past few days, we have been decomposing this Jiao body here. A few hunting teams, when they came back, also let them come directly. ”

"Revival?grandpa, are those myths and legends true?" Wang Feng was shocked, "That's impossible, right?!"

"Originally, I couldn't have fully believed it, but now it seems that those accounts are really not fake. The old man's tone was very affirmative, "The miracle is just around the corner, so we can't believe it." ”

"Fire refining, cultivating, flying to the heavens and the earth, do these really exist?" Wang Feng's eyes were thoughtful, a little skeptical, and more longing.

"Little rabbit cub, Jiao, a legendary creature like Jiao, can drop a piece of its torso down, can't our ancestors be brilliant?" Wang De laughed, he directly decided, "Now it seems that I can't say it, Lao Tzu can still become an immortal!"

A cut of Jiao's torso completely broke the tranquility of this quiet mountain village. Everyone in the small mountain village suddenly fell into the review of myths and legends, and also fell into the yearning for themselves in mythology.

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"Damn, it's really a myth and legend, why is it so hard? What can I do now?" In order to decompose the body, Wang Kui of the Great Han directly took a big axe and cut it in turn. However, he never expected that when the axe went down, his hands were numb, but he couldn't slaughter the flesh at all. You know, a few of them can carry back a bucket thick and more than ten meters long, and their strength is not ordinary.

Of course, the current people of Wangjia Village don't really know how terrifying their strength is, because everyone here is like this. It's a wild planet where they've lived for generations and don't know anything about the outside world. Here, some myths have been passed down from generation to generation. They are Fire Clans, and they have the power to manipulate fire, and refining fire is their way to gain power. Their ancestors, some of the powerhouses of the Fire Clan, came here in seclusion after crossing the void for some reason 10,000 years ago. The current people of Wangjia Village are the descendants of that group of people, but for some reason, the cultivation inheritance has been broken, and history has become a myth in the mouths of future generations. The world has changed, and the cultivation path here has been extinct, but for 10,000 years, they have multiplied on this magical planet, fed on wild beasts, and lived a life of fur and blood, but their strength is for some reason greater than one generation.

If the strength and the power of the cultivation path are corresponded to a level, Dahan and the others can already be equivalent to warriors of the third order. It's a pity that they didn't know that the body of this Jiao was actually from a seventh-order Jiao. And this Jiao is not the Jiao in their myths and legends.

There has never been a demon clan in the Huoyun Star Domain, and the contact between the Fire Clan and the Demon Clan has only been in the last half a year, so how can there be a record of the Jiao race of the Demon Clan. Myths and legends, after all, are myths and legends, and the real and the unreal are confused. For 10,000 years, without the ability to cultivate, all their lives have long been linked to the dangers around this wild planet. Exaggerated descriptions of the creatures they feared were intertwined with the stories of their ancestors, passed down from generation to generation, and gradually became myths and legends.

This place is on the edge of the Fire Cloud Star Domain, in the starry sky, the Fire Clan fleet and the demon beasts are fighting in the dark, and they still don't know anything about it. Therefore, when the severed body of a Jiao fell into their eyes from the starry sky, it was natural that this Jiao would become a Jiao.

"It's just a stump of body, and I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. I will do the slaughter myself, and you will be responsible for guarding it. The old man was not in a hurry, "Bee, help grandpa go and get the ancestral artifact." ”

"Ah, the ancestral weapon, what ancestral weapon?" the young man wondered.

"It's the dagger on the shrine at home. The old man reminded.

"Village Chief, is that dagger an ancestral weapon?" asked one of the villagers, and the others looked at the old man. The dagger, they all knew, was something that had been passed down from generation to generation by every village chief, and there was a small yellowed book that was handed down along with the dagger. It's just that they used to think that those two things were just props to symbolize the authority of the village chief. After all, they're nothing special other than being old enough.

"Yes, the reason why I'm sure Zu Xun is true has a lot to do with that dagger, and you'll know later. The old man sighed, "Bee, bring the sacrificial score with you." ”

"Ah...... Yes, got it, grandpa. Wang Feng replied in a bit of a panic, and Fei seemed to have to run away. The old man looked at it, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling secretly, "Look at this kid's appearance, so excited." ”

But he didn't know that Wang Feng sighed after entering the door with a dagger, "It turns out that this is an ancestral weapon, no wonder everything is so hard." However, he would never dare to tell the old man that he often secretly used this dagger to cut fruits, wood, and mud. In a change of hand, he picked up a small book next to the dagger, which was covered with thick dust, which was a little yellowed, and there were only two simple characters on the surface: "Linghuo". Wang Feng muttered in his mouth, "I don't know what kind of treasure this is, it hasn't been damaged after so many years, and it can't be opened." However, he did not dare to delay, and hurriedly took two things and ran out again.