This is an ordinary story, an ordinary story to the extreme, without any twists and turns, but in Jiang Feng's words, it is full of endless loss, he had too many regrets in his previous life, he didn't know each other from one side to the other, and from then on, there were two ends of the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I can't help but feel that my eyes are a little moist, he is not a sentimental person, nor is he a person who likes to recall old things, however, in retrospect, he can't help but feel emotional.

The old cow pounced on the earth, and did not speak, but sat quietly, like a faithful listener, listening to the storyteller tell the distant legend.

After a long time, my mind calmed down a lot.

At this time, Jiang Feng glanced at the old cow not far away, didn't say anything, just glanced at it, and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Not far away, Lao Niu looked at Jiang Feng's back, and he didn't chase after him, he understood that today's incident was by no means accidental, but something that had already been doomed, no matter how much persuasion he could, it was useless, I just hoped that he could be safe.

Immediately, the old cow shook his head and thought inexplicably: "Why am I so sentimental?

On the top of the mountain, a magnificent palace is spread out on the top of the mountain, the magnificent pavilion, I don't know how many heavy dragons and colorful phoenixes are depicted, these monstrous beasts, a piece of fence is still able to shine a little luster in such a long time, the quaint wood, it seems to come from a long era, giving people a sense of contradiction.

It looks like wood and not wood, like stone and not stone, not grass and not grass, like flowers and not flowers, like the essence of plants and trees in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, like all these living beings.

When everyone sees this wood, they will have an illusion of enlightenment, reincarnation and immortality, as if they are in a vast world, turning into dust, soil, grass and trees, and realizing the horror and majesty of the world.

And in Jiang Feng's eyes, this hall was a sleeping fierce beast, and when it moved slightly, the whole world was going to tremble.

The origin of this hall, Jiang Feng has also studied for a while, but he knows that he came from the Flood Flood Period of the Primal World, as for who forged it, he inferred from the forging techniques and forging techniques favored by those powerful people in the Flood Wilderness that this may have been created by that old man.

He had seen this old man during the flood period, with all the means to the sky, and slaughtering the gods with one hand, this is Jiang Feng's evaluation of him, this is an invincible strong man, but he often does ridiculous things, which is undoubtedly shocking.

It stands to reason that these world powerhouses who are standing at the pinnacle no longer have many enemies and can enjoy all the prosperity and dignity, however, this old man likes to pretend to be an ordinary old man, travel the world, and do the thing of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

I don't know how many strong people in the wilderness were terrified when they saw the old man when they went out to travel, for fear that the old man they met would be this old man and anger him, and the result was really a little terrible.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but smile, pushed open the heavy door, strolled through the hall, and observed the murals carved on the walls of the hall, those murals were not gorgeous, and the content of the depictions was also extremely freehand and abstract.

There will even be a feeling of being played with, such a luxurious hall, such a terrifying hall, such a desolate hall, it is really crazy to just have these murals and the contents therein.

If they can obtain these anti-heaven materials, they don't know how many anti-heaven magic weapons they can refine, so as to enhance their chances of competing for treasures with others in the future.

But how can these people know the secret?

Jiang Feng indifferently stroked these murals, blended into the stories in these murals, and realized the establishment of the human race during the flood period, glory, hideousness, invincibility, degeneration, differentiation, and disconnection.

That's right, the Terran account was torn up in half at the end, and this half was placed in five places, and this is one of them.

This last half, the content of the record, is no longer history, but the anti-heaven supernatural powers of the five ancestors of the human race.

During the flood period, the human race was the food for the beasts, and the number of people was always maintained in the thousands, and for the survival and reproduction of the human race, as well as the future of the human race, get rid of the fate of food.

The leader of the first generation of the Terran tribe decided to fight to the death, and the vast majority of the young Zhuang people. After observing and learning the cultivation method of the fierce beast, after paying the heavy price of hundreds of young and strong people of the human race, only five of the people survived, the first ancestor level of the human race, the Five Classics of the human race, was created.

Don't underestimate the loss of these hundreds of young and strong people of the human race, the total number of people in the human race back then was only a few thousand, and the elderly and children, and women accounted for the majority, and the death of these hundreds of young people was enough to shake the foundation of the entire human race.

It can be seen that the original mind of the leader of the human race and many tribesmen, with the intention of becoming benevolent if he did not succeed, and risking the extinction of the race, only to achieve the success of these five people.

The Terrans are great and terrible, they are enough to overturn the table of the whole world, and no one would have thought that one of the foods of the past, the Terrans, would slaughter all the races in the future, forcing those powerful beasts of the desolation to be cornered and embarrassed.

Jiang Feng came to the last scene, corresponded to the picture in his mind, and recited the ancient Terran war drum song, the war drums resounded through the sky, the Terran war spirit was immortal, and the murals came to life at this moment, and a team of immortal heroes of the Terran came out of the murals, running through the time and space of the flood wilderness, and descended to the era of the end of the law.

And even if this ancient hall shines with this terrifying vision, the outside is still calm, but this ancient wood is blocked, the ancient wood, exuding a faint divine radiance, such a divine radiance, there is no terrifying energy fluctuations, there is no invincible force to suppress, it is so faint, there are no words, but it gives people an extremely dangerous feeling.

Jiang Feng looked at the ancestors of these races at this moment, and made a big salute, these people are all worthy of respect, maybe some of these people have dark personalities, willing to be demons and slaughter sentient beings, or maybe some people are depraved and willing to be with demons in exchange for great power.

But it is undeniable that they are all for the rise and revival of the human race, and to be able to survive in the era of floods, nothing more!

Now the human race has long forgotten the glory and struggle of the ancestors, and is comfortably enjoying the current peace, as well as the status of dominance, enslaving those fierce beasts, devouring their flesh and blood, taking them as pain, for their own happiness, I have to say, well done.