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Although the time he has been in the Chaos Sea Sea has been very short, and the time he has known this Jiaoren Sea Sea is even shorter, Lu Lin knows a lot about the legends about them. The control of the two brothers Ji Mo and Ji Yan made Lu Lin feel some sympathy and understanding for Jiaoren, but it was the first time that someone said that Jiaoren was a kind ethnic group.

"But the Jiao Terran does have murderous guys, they have become murderous weapons because they have been infected by the poison of carrion, do you think they are also kind?" Lu Lin still wanted to continue to persuade the old man opposite, in his opinion, this was just an obsession in the old man's heart, everything was because of the tragic experience of her youth that made her become so prejudiced against her own race.

"That's right, it's true that almost half of the Jiaoren people of the Jiaoren Clan have become like that now, but have you seen them leave the Jiaoren Sea?" said the old man Wuyuan calmly.

It's really amazing, Lu Lin, who originally wanted to continue to persuade the old man, was speechless. It stands to reason that those crazy Jiaoren have lost their minds, they only have destruction in their minds, how can they only be confined to one place, is there someone secretly controlling everything?

Thinking of this, a person's face appeared in Lu Lin's mind for no reason, it was the old prophet Luo Lianci and the bone staff in his hand, who else here had that ability?

"Elder Yuan, where are you?"

"Far old!"

Suddenly there were several young people's voices from the direction of the village, they were obviously a little anxious, judging from the sounds, these people belonged to the human race.

"The history of the birth of the Jiaoren is a tragedy, the guys who created them had bad intentions, but they didn't expect that the good ones still accounted for the majority of the Jiaoren, and they were abandoned in order to avoid fighting or even refuse to cultivate. They originally wanted to live in peace, but they were greeted with all kinds of ridicule and oppression, how many people can keep their hearts pure in such an environment? So if you can, let those Jiao people who bully you vent their resentment on you. At least don't hurt them anymore. As she spoke, the old woman had risen from the ground with a wooden staff in her hand, and the little sapling she was leaning on had returned to its normal state, but it had bent a little.

"Elder Yuan, we have finally found you, come back with us, it's too dangerous for you outside. Suddenly, several figures ran over, and they directly supported the old man who was standing up, and after glancing at Lu Lin with a strange gaze, they walked in the direction of the village.

After they left, Lu Lin did not leave after him, but stayed in place for a long time, repeating the words that the old man Wuyuan had just said in his mind.

"But the emotions move the sky, and they are far and wide. I really owe her a lot in this life. In the dense forest, a figure suddenly walked out, and I saw the scales on his body that looked like a Jiaoren, as if they might fall off at any time.

"Is it you?" Turning his head, the person who came still had a few faces, and it should be regarded as Lu Lin's deep memory among the Jiao people in this village.

"That's right, it's me, in fact, I persuaded you that I should do everything, but I didn't expect it to be her first. Looking at the direction of the old man's departure, a wry smile hung on the old man's face.

"Elder Fu, I don't know why you came to me, if you just came to persuade me, forget it, as long as you don't have the kind of heart that wants to kill me, I will never be an enemy of your Jiaoren race. Lu Lin wanted to leave, because he really didn't want to continue to listen to others.

It's not that Lu Lin doesn't want to believe that Jiaoren is a kind race, it's just that as a young and strong man, he also has his own ideas, that is, he only believes in what he sees, and he will never change his opinion because of the words of others.

"Young man, are you so reluctant to talk to me, an old Jiaoren?" and came to the thin little sapling, and the old man's eyes were full of sincerity.

"Wuyuan, she only knows a little bit of information about our Jiaoren race, in fact, the biggest tragedy of our race is not any external factors, but we are destined to not survive for a long time in the world born in an alternative way. As long as they can't break through the Holy Rank, Jiaoren will die after a hundred years, and no one is exempt. ”

This information made Lu Lin stop in surprise, what could be more cruel than knowing his death in advance? Not being driven crazy by such a reality already shows that the Jiaoren race has a cheerful heart.

Seeing that his words worked, Naver continued, "We came to this continent by accident, and we want to live here quietly after getting rid of all kinds of control, but there are always some people who want to bully our people. Oppression and resistance, this is a relative thing, and your human race was not just the food of the demon race in the first place. It is through resistance that we have achieved what we are today, so why can't we resist?"

"Impulsiveness still has to pay a price after all, for this reason our Jiaoren race has ended up in such a field, but at least we don't have to suffer discrimination and humiliation from most people, but this kind of chronic death is also a torture for our Jiaoren race. Speaking of this, even Elder himself felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

"Then you can completely relocate to other seas, at least there will be no such a harsh environment, not necessarily ......" Lu Lin wanted to be comforted, but after thinking about it, he gave up this idea.

"Even you know it's all in vain, changing places will only make the tragedy of the past happen again, and we have to do it again to protect ourselves, which will only pollute more of the sea, so let's stay here honestly. Naver chuckled, and then carefully renovated the ground beneath him with his slender nails as saplings.

Lu Lin, who had no reason, felt sad for the Jiaoren clan, but he didn't know how to communicate with the old man in front of him, so he could only tell the other party his thoughts in another situation, "It's like this sapling that was bent by the old man Wuyuan, its future is almost predictable, even if you take care of it, it will not grow into a straight tree in the future." ”

Fu Lao naturally heard the meaning, only to see that a strange energy fluctuation emanated from his palm, and after his hands rubbed back and forth on the small sapling, the place where he had been bent by the old man Wuyuan before became straight, and there was no trace of being bent again.

"You are wrong, this world is a world of cultivators after all, but powerful cultivators can do impossible things in the eyes of ordinary people, and there is such a person who can make our Jiaoren race upright, and that is our prophet!"