A white cloud in the ancient green mountains, the stars fall in the ancient woods, and by asking whose name is the family, the young people of the present dynasty are also said!

At the foot of Daqing Mountain, there is a clear stream coming from the distant mountains, carrying lazy white clouds, gurgling and flowing, passing through Dahuaishu Village.

The old man in the village said that the big locust tree in the west has a lifespan of thousands of years, gives birth to divinity, and shelters the whole village, so this village is called the big locust tree village.

The sun is setting, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

Under the big locust tree, there have been more than a dozen and a half dolls, and there are some idle women, giggling and gossiping.

"Grandpa Locust Tree, Grandpa Locust Tree, I'm in a hurry!"

Seeing the white-bearded old man coming leisurely, several babies immediately cheered.

Grandpa Locust smiled and said, "What story do you want to hear today?"

"Uncle Iron Courage hunted the head tiger yesterday, it's very heroic, Grandpa Huaishu, let's tell the story of the big hero today, right?"

The pigtail dog said in a milky voice.

"Okay!" Under the greeting of everyone, Grandpa Huaishu sat on the wooden pier, took a sip of a bowl of green tea prepared for him, put it down slowly, touched the back of the big cow's head, pinched the face of the dog, and said, "I'll tell you the story of the big hero today!"

The children immediately fell silent, and even the idle woman next to them pricked up their ears.

"In the vast world, the sun and the moon often rotate, and Mo Dao has no heroes, only in the grass. Grandpa Huaishu sang and spoke, "If you want to say the first big hero, you have to get up in vain!"

"Who is Bai Qi?" asked the dog girl, pouting, "Is Uncle Iron Courage powerful?"

"It's much more powerful than your iron uncle!" Grandpa Huaishu patted her little head, and then said, "Bai Qi is known as a killing god, and he rose ten thousand years ago!"

Speaking of this, Grandpa Huaishu raised his head slightly, looked at Bai Yunyou, and said slowly: "Ten thousand years ago, the land of Zhongzhou was weak, and the Northern Wilderness Barbarians and the Western Regions sand people colluded to subvert the Zhongzhou Terrans, grab our territory, and enslave us!

"Bai Qi starts between the micro ends, crisscrossing the Northern Wilderness and the Western Regions, one person and one sword, killing the bloody drift! When the sword light rises, it traverses three thousand miles, and the sword qi falls, shattering the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away!"

"When he was at his peak, he broke into the core of the Northern Barbarians alone, and killed the world upside down, slaughtering six million barbarians in a battle, almost killing the barbarians, and so far he has collapsed!"

"It was also that battle, Bai Qi was called the God of Killing! After that, he went west into the wild sand for 100,000 miles, slaughtered Shazu, exterminated three million sand people, drove the sand people into the ground, and did not dare to appear in the world for three thousand years!"

Speaking of this, Grandpa Huaishu's excited gaze narrowed slightly, and he bowed his head and said, "After that, he established the Killing God Temple, suppressed the northwest, and guarded the land of Zhongzhou!"

The people around him, young and old, listened enthusiastically.

"You say, is Bai Qi a hero when killing gods?"

"Count, of course forget it, it's a big hero!"

Hearing the passionate answer, Grandpa Huaishu smiled and nodded, and then said, "The second hero, you have to count the overlord Xiang Yu!"

"Overlord, what a mighty name!"

A teenager excitedly said.

Grandpa Huaishu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It is indeed very powerful, and its people are even more powerful!" Eight thousand years ago, the cholera of the demon clan in southern Xinjiang invaded the land of Zhongzhou and devoured millions of people in Zhongzhou. The demon clan cholera, the land of Zhongzhou is full of mourning, Xiang Yu was born, holding the overlord knife in his hand, slaughtering tens of millions of demon clans, killing into southern Xinjiang, and cutting off the holy mountain of the demon clan 100,000 zhang high! Kill the demon monarch, slaughter the big demon, the entire southern Xinjiang has been filled with blood and mist for more than ten years, and there are bloody corpses and bones everywhere!"

"That battle, the name of the overlord was achieved, and the land of Zhongzhou also opened the era of enslaving the demon clan! Soon after, Xiang Yu created the God of War Palace to suppress southern Xinjiang forever!"

"Do you say, is the overlord Xiang Yu a hero?"

Grandpa Locust asked with a smile.

"Count!"

The dog girl waited for the baby to immediately say loudly.

Grandpa Locust nodded and continued, "The third and fourth heroes are from the same era. It was 5,000 years ago, the East China Sea fish-man cholera, rolling up a big wave to flood the east, and there were the northern barbarians, the sand tribe in the western regions, and the demon tribe in the southern Xinjiang at the same time.

"At that time, ah, ......!" Grandpa Huaishu sighed faintly, his face full of grief and indignation, "At that time, there were about 600 million deaths of one billion people in Zhongzhou!"

Simple numbers, the baby next to him didn't feel anything, but a five or six-year-old boy not far away trembled violently, revealing an incredible look.

"It is also the situation that creates heroes, and it is about to be exterminated, and the king of martial mourning is born! He holds the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand, and a paper order to slaughter demons and destroy barbarians, awakening the blood of the people of Zhongzhou, and he is reckless, and begins to fight against the demons! At that time, there was also a big hero, Zhao Zilong, a white horse and a silver spear, Zhao Yun was also, he slaughtered a silver dragon in the East China Sea and refined it into a gentian bright silver spear, caught a dragon horse and tamed it as a mount, crisscrossing the north and south, fighting east and west, invincible!"

"In the end, Siyi was killed and retreated, and was suppressed! Wu Mourning Heavenly King established the Tianwu Dynasty, which continues to this day, Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong were named the King of Guns, established the Gun Sect in the north, and suppressed the Northern Wilderness!"

Grandpa Huaishu sighed, "At that time, the stars were shining, the generals were born, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes and martial arts rose together, creating a glorious dynasty, until now!"

"In the peaceful and prosperous era, there are also many great heroes, great heroes and outstanding people, but most of them are with the strongest cultivation, shining in the world! It is also the first generation owner of Wanmei Villa in the east, Ximen Blowing Snow, a sword light cold nineteen continents, almost splitting the East China Sea into two!"

"There is also Dugu who created Sword Valley, known as invincible swordsmanship, one sword plays ten thousand laws, and once competed with Ximen Blowing Snow for the name of the sword god. But later, one was called the Sword God, and the other was called the Sword Master!"

"There are also Emperor Shakti who created the Holy Gate, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor who founded the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Sunflower Ancestor who realized the Sunflower Treasure Book with great wisdom, and so on!"

"To say that the most brilliant achievements among these people are Bodhidharma, the master of Zen Buddhism, and Zhang Sanfeng, the real person who founded the True Martial Sect! Bodhidharma once entered southern Xinjiang, transformed the contemporary demon monarch, and became a sitting protector. Zhang Sanfeng once entered the Northern Xinjiang and sealed the Northern Barbarian King City!"

Grandpa Huaishu said, took a sip of the tea that was already cold, and said with a smile: "Okay, that's all for today!"

"Grandpa Locust Tree, I haven't heard enough!"

The dog girl rose up with a small mouth.

"Grandpa Huaishu, I can't say anything, how about continuing to tell you the story of the big hero tomorrow?"

Grandpa Huaishu coaxed the children around him, stood up, and walked away.

The children also dispersed in a hurry, some said that they wanted to become Zhao Zilong with a white horse and a silver spear, and some said that they wanted to be the overlord, only a man and a woman sitting on a piece of bluestone on the side were silent.

"Brother Feng, which of the big heroes that Grandpa Huaishu said is the most powerful?"

The little girl is only five or six years old, looking like a porcelain doll, with big eyes sparkling and quite smart.

"They're all big heroes, they're all powerful!"

Brother Feng flashed a complicated color, and said with a smile, "Ling'er, it's getting late, hurry up and go home, and play with my brother tomorrow?"

"Okay Brother Wind!"

Ling'er was very well-behaved, waved her hand and ran away happily.

Brother Feng's name is Gu Feng, he is only five or six years old, he stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and walked back to his yard, but he kept muttering: "Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver spear, created the Gun Sect for the Gun King? Xiang Yu, the overlord of the War God Palace? Bai Qi of the Killing God Temple?