After thinking for a moment, Ye Chen planned to leave here temporarily and look around to see if he could find any clues.

Li Ziyang saw Ye Chen send out the flying sword, and he said to the other two: "Zitian, Ziming, let's keep up with Ye Chen's predecessors." ”

Li Ziming, who was still confused, came back to his senses in an instant after hearing Li Ziyang's call.

He nodded slightly.

Ye Chen glanced at Li Ziming and noticed the change in him.

Soon, the group left the place one after another, leaving for the distance.

After a while, on this boundless wasteland, Ye Chen's divine sense searched the land, looking for clues.

At this moment, Ye Chen's eyes changed, and then the imperial sword flew in a certain direction.

In a deep forest above the wilderness, several small courtyards stand deep in the mountains.

A sword light fell from the sky, revealing the figures of Ye Chen and the others.

Ye Chen watched the curling smoke drift from the small courtyard to the sky.

"The world is indeed inhabited."

Now Ye Chen knew that they had probably left the God Realm and came to another world.

But they don't know anything about everything here.

The quickest way to get to know the world is to ask the locals.

At this time, the wooden door of a small courtyard suddenly opened, and a teenager suddenly walked out.

The boy had dark skin, bright eyes, and a body as strong as a tiger.

He glanced at Ye Chen and the others, and then shouted behind him, "Dad, a guest is coming." ”

A loud voice came from inside the courtyard.

"What guest? Where do the guests come from? ”

Then, a burly middle-aged man walked out of the small courtyard.

The burly man looked at Ye Chen and the others with a scrutinizing gaze.

After a moment, the burly man smiled heartily, "How many guests are from afar?" ”

Ye Chen nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, I came from afar, passing by here." ”

The burly man's face was full of enthusiasm, and he smiled: "In that case, why don't you come in and sit down, if you don't dislike it, you just have a meal together." ”

Ye Chen didn't shirk either, and laughed softly: "Then thank you, big brother." ”

Then Ye Chen and his party entered the small courtyard.

In the wide courtyard, an old locust tree grows vigorously in the center of the courtyard.

The crowd sat around on a stone table in the middle of the courtyard.

The dark-skinned young man sat beside Li Ziming, he grinned at the weak Li Ziming, stretched out his little hand and touched Li Ziming's clothes.

"Your clothes are so soft to the touch, we don't have any of them here."

The young man grabbed the corner of Li Ziming's clothes, and his little hands kept rubbing.

When the young man's father saw it, he stopped him sternly: "Huzi, what are you doing, you want to be beaten again?" ”

When the young tiger saw his father's serious face, his strong body trembled, and then he sat quietly on the stone bench.

Huzi's father smiled apologetically at Li Ziming: "Little brother, don't blame, Huzi is usually a little naughty." ”

Li Ziming smiled heartily and shook his head.

"It's okay."

At this moment, out of a nearby wooden house came a woman who was plainly dressed, but very clean and neat.

"I heard from Huzi that there were guests this time, so I prepared some more meals."

After saying that, the woman came out of the hut with her meal.

When Huzi saw it, he said loudly: "Mother, I'll help you." ”

Huzi jumped up from the stone bench and trotted into the hut to bring the woman food.

After a while, Huzi's father laughed: "Coarse tea and light rice, don't mind." ”

Then everyone ate and chatted at the same time.

At this time, Huzi's father asked, "Are you also here to participate in the barbarian selection?" ”

"Barbarian selection?"

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly moved when he heard this.

"Several of us have traveled here, and we don't know what this barbarian selection is all about, can you tell me more about it?"

Huzi's father nodded without mind, grinned and said, "As soon as I saw a few of them, I knew that you were not from our barbarian land, and you didn't look like it just from your physical appearance, and our barbarian land didn't have such a handsome appearance as you." ”

Ye Chen didn't hide it, nodded and said: "We are indeed not from the barbarians, this trip is just to see the customs of other places." ”

As soon as Huzi's father mentioned the barbarians, a proud expression appeared on his face.

"We barbarians have a lot of ancient legends, I guess you strangers have also heard of the ancient gods, right?"

When the woman sitting next to Huzi heard Huzi's father's boasting, she said, "Don't mind, he just likes to tell some barbarian legends and brag about them." ”

Not only did Ye Chen and the others not mind in the slightest, their faces changed when they heard the word ancient god, but they quickly returned to their blandness.

Huzi's father was not angry, "Tell these distant guests what happened to the legend of the barbarians, you are a woman." ”

The woman was not angry with Huzi's father, and turned to eat the meal.

Huzi's father pondered for a while, not knowing where to start for a moment, and after a while, he began to speak slowly.

"The legend of the ancient gods has been circulating in the land of our barbarians for a long time, and the reason why it is called a legend is because no one has ever seen the ancient gods, and the ancient gods have long disappeared from the land of the barbarians."

Speaking of this, Huzi's father couldn't help but sigh on his face.

"Even though we've never seen the Old Gods, we're incredibly sure they existed, because we have their blood in our veins."

"The people of our barbarian land can feel the existence of the ancient gods, and they are guarding us on our barbarian land."

"After the ancient gods became legends, twelve barbarian generals appeared in our barbarian clan."

"Our barbarian land is divided into twelve regions, and each barbarian general will be responsible for governing one area."

"There are barbarian tribes in these twelve regions, and we are all the people of the ancient gods."

"According to the customs of our barbarians, every year the tribe will hold a barbarian selection to select some good seedlings in the barbarian tribe and guide them to cultivate."

"This is because we barbarians have an even older legend that the ancient gods left a legacy before they disappeared, and those who received the inheritance were able to become the next generation of ancient gods."

"Therefore, the people in our barbarian land will send their children to the tribe for selection, hoping that our barbarian will be able to appear new barbarian gods again."

After Huzi's father finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh, thousands of years have passed now, but there is still no new barbarian god appearing.