Holding back his teeth, Wang Xuansong finished reading the blood book, and the more everyone heard about it, the more they understood, the more difficult it was to suppress the anger in their hearts. Now they know that the severance of the inheritance is not accidental, and the inheritance is not the transmission of the descendants, but the ancestors did not leave it at all. According to the blood book, the ancestor was afraid that future generations would have power and exposed that this may be the last place for the spiritual fire line, but he left this blood book because of the unwillingness in his heart. The key to unlocking this blood book is the blood of the strong people of the spiritual fire line who embarked on the path of cultivation. The old village chief's own blood was mixed with the aura of the dragon, but he met this condition in an alternative way - fortunately, this is a seventh-order dragon, and there is enough aura left, otherwise this "sacrificial spectrum" may not be able to be opened.

It's just that the hatred of the ancestors is still too far away from them after all, and even if they know everything, they still haven't changed any of the strength of reality! However, if they don't have it now, it doesn't mean that they won't have it in the future. From the sacrificial genealogy, they have found their inheritance, and they have the potential to become stronger again. However, potential is not equal to strength, and the transformation of the two takes time, and time is what is most lacking in the current spiritual fire lineage. They couldn't see the blood flowing in the starry sky above their heads, so they didn't know that they didn't have the time to turn potential into strength.

After all, Wang Xuansong was the village chief, and he had a keen sense that other villagers did not have, even if he didn't know about the battle going on in the starry sky, the fall of the dragon's wreckage here also made him feel the crisis. And he also made the most correct decision. At his request, the whole village did not go out hunting, but recited the method of cultivating fire here. This day was the first day of the war between the Fire Clan and the Demon Beast Frontier War, and it was also the first day that the Spirit Fire Pulse intended to rise again.

After breeding on such a wild planet for thousands of years, it has long been unknown what a school is, and the writing has only been passed down orally from generation to generation, mainly for sacrifices. In this generation, there are really not many people who are still literate, and the old village chief can actually know all the words on this small book, which is really a great luck. Of course, this is also inseparable from his early ambitions, and in order to recreate the myth, he studied all the surviving texts. However, the rest of the village is different, and the use of writing is not very useful here, and now, if it is not for them to read, it is not much worse. The spiritual fire cultivation method left on the blood book is not short, and it is really not an easy task for them to memorize it word for word. Fortunately, there is such a power support as being able to become a legendary god, and everyone is in high spirits.

At the end of the first day, Wang Xuansong had written it down word for word, and on the second day, many children were able to recite it. Other adults, however, have been slow to make progress – especially some older people and big men like Wang Kui. However, although they complained from time to time, they still persisted under the strict demands of the old village chief.

On this night, all the villagers saw a beautiful picture. The meteor shower descended on the earth, the picture was very beautiful, such a grand meteor shower, like a dream, but this scene was reflected in their eyes, they had never seen such a meteor shower so closely-this meteor shower finally came to the land where they lived.

"I said the old village chief, could these be the remains of the dragon sent by the gods falling?!" Wang Kui swallowed his saliva and looked shocked.

"What kind of god are you talking about now...... The wreckage may really be the wreckage, but with so many wrecks falling, it must be a large-scale battle taking place in the Fire Clan, on such a large scale, I am afraid that our peaceful life here will come to an end......" Wang Xuansong sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

"Everyone go home and pack up your things, we have to go......" After speaking, Wang Xuansong sighed again.

"Grandpa, where are we going?" Wang Feng couldn't help asking.

"Get as far away from here as you can, and go deeper into the mountains to find some caves to live in. ”

"Village chief, this season, but it is the season of fierce beasts!" Some women couldn't help but exclaim, migrating in such a season, or going to Wang Shenshan, it is inevitable that people will die. Due to various reasons, the birth rate here is extremely low, and it is accompanied by a very high mortality rate, so in the past 10,000 years, the population can only form a small village. This can only be described as lingering, so every life is extremely precious in their eyes.

"You have also read the blood book, if someone finds it, our vein will disappear completely. And as you can see, it's likely that the Fire Clan is fighting with a legendary beast like the Dragon, no matter what the truth is, but the place of the battle is so close to us, once we are discovered by either side of the two sides, I'm afraid we will all have to die......"

"No one has been here either, so we shouldn't be exposed, right?" someone asked tentatively.

"We can't put our hopes on luck, we've lived here for too long to be discovered. In our case, the vegetation here is not dense enough to completely cover the house......" After a pause, the old man continued.

"We don't have the strength to protect ourselves now, we have to protect ourselves as much as possible, and then endure it, we have already obtained the inheritance, and in the future, we will have the legendary power, at that time, we have the capital to struggle, and now, living is the biggest capital!"

......

Living a primitive life, they didn't have much to carry, and under Wang Xuansong's repeated urging, everyone simply took some necessities and hunting weapons and left this home where their ancestors lived. Before leaving, the village chief asked everyone to set a fire, and Wang Feng, also at the request of his grandfather, set fire to the ancestral house where he had lived with his family since he was a child. This fire burned everyone's concerns. The climate here is not dry, so even setting fires in the forest is not too worrying, not to mention that the village is relatively open, and as for the fire, it will not be dazzling on the night when the meteor shower falls and the fire is everywhere.

Looking at the firelight from afar, everyone had tears in their eyes, however, after all, they were people who had lived a life of drinking blood since childhood, and their feelings were not so strong. These tears may have nostalgia, but more importantly, they are reluctant to live a relatively peaceful life and fear of the unknown, they know that this journey will not be easy.

A few hundred and ten people, feeling dark, slowly began their great migration. There was nothing to say all night, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dawn, and they had already gone far away. Although they were traveling in the dark, they were very familiar with the surrounding environment, so at the end of the night, there were no other casualties except for one person who was bitten by a snake. But after a night of traveling, everyone was tired and sleepy, and the road ahead had begun to feel unfamiliar to them......

"With a short break here, we continued on our way. Although he knew that everyone was tired, Wang Xuansong did not dare to let them really stop. Here, it's too close to where I used to live. Wang Xuansong had a hunch that this day would become very fast, after all, their enemies were all mythical figures, and they themselves were just mortals.

Just when everyone was resting on the spot and eating dried meat, suddenly a woman's scream came out, and everyone subconsciously picked up their weapons and rushed over.

"Aunt Qing,......" Seeing the scene in front of her, Wang Feng couldn't help but exclaim. I saw this woman, who was called Aunt Qing by the king, sitting weakly, leaning against the tree, her face pale, and her eyes dim. Her right hand and arm were already black, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were two small blood holes in the large black green. There was a small blue and red snake on the ground beside her, motionless and dead. Looking at the snake, everyone was gloomy, and those who were bitten by it had no way to recover......

"Ah Leopard, mother... I'm afraid my mother won't be able to accompany you...... Daddy, take care of... Take care of... The child ......" said this, and the woman swallowed her breath, leaving only the crying man and the crying child, but she couldn't hear the cry.

"Bury it on the spot and go immediately!" the old village chief gritted his teeth, but his tone remained firm.

According to the strength of the people, it was not time-consuming to dig a deep pit, so a few big men quickly buried the dead women, and then the group continued on their way. They have seen such a scene many times, although it is also sad, but it is not an exaggeration. This is the primitive human life, like the wind blowing, making other people rub their eyes, the wind has passed, and it has passed, at most the living people have a more memory of blowing the wind, in the memory, they rubbed their eyes......

However, it was a weathered person, and for a group of children, such a scene shocked and confused...... A living person, just for a short time, is gone. As soon as the thin soil was buried, she was gone. There is one less person in the team, and there is more sadness, that person, that memory, it seems that there is also a layer of soil, which makes people unable to distinguish ......

Wang Feng followed the team woodenly, and he still hasn't figured it out, Aunt Qing, it's just gone, and the little leopard will have no mother in the future. Dead people, he didn't see them, he remembered, there were dead people in the village, they would be ceremoniously sacrificed, and then buried ceremoniously, just like his parents...... And now, just a gust of wind blows, the wind blows the leaves, the wind passes, nothing is taken away, nothing is left...... The death of his parents made him understand the meaning of death, and now the death of Aunt Qing has made him understand how easy and casual death is...... However, until now he had not recovered his thoughts, and his thoughts were messy in the wind......

"Uncle Kun,......"

"Grandpa Hong,......"

Perhaps it was also because of the same sense of crisis, as if the wild beasts in the mountains had suddenly gone berserk, and all kinds of dangerous species frequently roamed around. This time, the road to the deep mountains was destined to be unsafe, and in one day, five lives were gone. In this, Aunt Qing was bitten to death by a poisonous snake, while the others died in the fight with the beast. Such a scene, not to mention a group of children, even the adults are moved - here, there are only 100 people in total. The joy of opening the inheritance has long been diluted, although the inheritance is good, there is only one life. Although the inheritance has been obtained, the dead have not had time to feel anything......

"Village chief, it's not okay to go on like this!"

"I don't want to stop there, but,...... Well, let's walk for a few more days, and then let's find a hidden place to stop and rest....... The old village chief said, a little uneasy in his heart, the inheritance left by the ancestors has not yet been understood, and no one has succeeded in various attempts to practice, and I don't know if this choice is right or wrong, and whether this catastrophe can be overcome.