Chapter 397: Heaven ... Incomplete

"Clan Elder, what's going on?" Jin Long and the others asked inexplicably as they supported the old man.

Young master, this word is too shocking for them.

They lived here, and never imagined that one day, there would be an owner.

"This is the secret of my people, and the reason for my people's existence. This matter needs to be elaborated. Except for the golden dragon, the rest of the people should disperse. The old man stroked his beard and said very happily.

"Yes!"

The clan elder has a very high status among the clan. Naturally, no one objected. The rest of the people quickly dispersed and became vigilant all around.

It seems to be in a state of tension all year round.

"Young master, please!" the old man arched his hand at Su Hao and said.

Su Hao was stunned, and he didn't know why for a while. My mind is full of question marks. At this moment, he naturally knew that the old man would give him an answer.

Inside the stone house, the decoration is simple.

In addition to a stone table and four stone chairs, it is a stone bed, which is very simple. After Su Hao sat down, the old man sat cross-legged beside him.

Slowly opened the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Su Hao.

"Jin Long, the current patriarch of my Jin family. There were many offends just now, please young master, don't be surprised. The old man said with a smile.

"Wait, old man. I'm a little hard to accept why you keep emphasizing that I'm your young master. I think you may be mistaken. Su Hao interrupted the old man's words and spoke.

"No, no, no, there was no misunderstanding at all. I am convinced that you are our young master. The old man laughed. Immediately, he flipped his palm, and an extra stone appeared in his hand.

The stone was not an ordinary stone, it shone with golden light, and it was very terrifying.

There is a strong smell of origin on it.

"This piece of Tianjin stone has been handed down from generation to generation by our clan. Now, at least 10,000 years have passed. ”

"The mission of our clan is to protect this piece of Tianjin. ”

As soon as the golden stone appeared on this day, Su Hao's body suddenly shook. From the stone, he felt a familiar aura, like blood.

"The Heavenly Stone needs to wait for his master. Young master, I believe you feel it too. Although the strength of our people is very strong, they have not cultivated. Do you know why?" the old man asked, holding the Heavenly Gold Stone, turning around.

Su Hao shook his head, very puzzled.

The people of this clan are beyond ordinary people, and they are by no means extraordinary, but there is no fluctuation in their cultivation, which is very strange.

"Because, we're waiting. Wait for the owner of the Azuli Stone to appear. Once the girl fuses this piece of Tianjin, the cultivation of our clan will gradually open, and the accumulation of ten thousand years will also explode. When the time comes, he will follow the young master and rise to the stars. ”

Speaking of this, the old man was impassioned, his eyes were bright, and he burst out with a strong fighting spirit.

It seems that in the bones of the old man, there is the blood of war.

Su Hao's heart was shocked, and his mind unconsciously recalled a scene. It was the road to the sky, a memory in his blood.

With the old man's words coming, and the familiar breath on the Tianjin Stone.

His blood was flowing, releasing eternal memories.

It was a terrible canopy, and countless monks followed a generation of strong men, looking for the end of the starry sky and exploring the secrets of this world.

But ushered in the most terrible disaster between heaven and earth.

Among the army of the monks, there was a tribe that was very warlike and fierce in battle. The heavenly soldiers are condensed in their own body, invincible, and indestructible, and they are one of the most powerful races in the starry sky of heaven, earth.

However, this is such a race, but most of them still die in the starry sky.

In the end, he was sealed by a hand, a familiar figure, leaving the hope of survival. Reality returned, Su Hao stared at Tianjin Stone in a daze.

His mind, his instincts, told him that none of this was fake.

It's a real thing happening.

He is their young master.

And the last vague figure seen was the master of his, the Jin clan's cultivator. The memories in the bloodline are like eternal imprints, indelible.

"Who is he!!

Suddenly, Su Hao's heart throbbed, and his memory seemed to be relaxed. It made him figure it out. However, after the past, the memory still exists, but I can't think about it.

However, there is one thing Su Hao can be sure of.

That figure, the person who led the cultivators to explore the secrets of heaven and earth, must be his blood relative. Most likely his...

He embarked on the path of cultivation in order to find the mystery of his own origins.

In the past, he had simple guesses.

Now, he had a clue.

Following this clue, Su Hao believes that it is not far from unlocking his life experience.

The old man's words, Su Hao chose to believe. It is a brand in the blood, and it is impossible to fake. And from beginning to end, Su Hao didn't feel hostility towards them.

Even after 10,000 years, this clan has not changed, quietly waiting for his arrival.

"Tell me about your tribe. Su Hao suppressed the excitement in his heart and spoke.

The old man was a little excited, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Our family has been passed down through the ages and has been passed down to this day. Many ancient books have detailed records of the origin of our people. ”

"Back to our roots, we don't belong in this area. Rather, it comes from the vast starry sky. It is rumored that the ancestors followed the old master, stepped into the air, soared, and took off thousands of miles away, holding the road to the sky. ”

"But later, a great change arose, and our clan was sealed by the old master, and some of the clansmen fled away from the starry sky, leaving behind the inheritance bloodline." The old man said excitedly.

"What kind of upheaval, what upheaval? Su Hao hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, that time the road to the sky, the failure was too complete, and many of the great clans died.

"No one knows what the great change is, in short, an unprecedented catastrophe. The old man's voice was dull, with a sense of solemnity.

The golden dragon was also short of breath, and it was the first time he had heard the news since he took over the tribe.

"The sky is incomplete!"

This news, like thunder, roared and exploded in Su Hao's heart.

Many thoughts rose in an instant.

He thought of one less soul!

The way of heaven is lacking, and so are the living beings.

The sky is incomplete, so what is missing?

Why is it incomplete, where did the missing soul go?

Many problems are like a tide rolling, rolling around.Su Hao suddenly has a kind of being, in the game.

Covered by fog. (To be continued.) )