Above Kyushu, there are hundreds of millions of living beings. How small are people? Don't you know that since ancient times, tens of millions of years have passed, billions of years. The creatures of all ethnic groups once led the way.

Time has passed, after all, he is dead. Who dares to say: can live for thousands of years without dying, can survive for 10,000 years of immortality. Overnight, there is a fate. Night after night, but there is new life.

However, compared with beasts and things, although people are small in body and have a long lifespan, they are different in creation and different in appearance. Since ancient times, it has gradually become supreme.

"Kill Boyi, kill Boyi?"

The monster kept repeating the words of the black dragon, and then said thoughtfully: "From now on, there will be no more ancient gods in this world?"

Then he turned his head, stared at the Taoist who was looking at him, and said, "The words of the sage must not be false. You say, who is Qi, and why did you kill Boyi?"

Daoist people wondered in their hearts, this monster is really an ancient god, why don't you even know Qi?

But the master said, "Qi is the son of King Yu." King Yu died, and Emperor Chan was on the throne with Boyi. Boyi is not subject to the ancient system, and it is pushed to enlightenment. Qi has always had the hearts of the people, so he gave up the system and inherited the throne. Boyi fought with it and started to kill it. Boyi is dead, and there is no ancient god in the world. "

The monster roared. He said: "Oh! Boyi's death, I can't escape the blame. In the past, if I hadn't borrowed the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", it would have been more than that. "

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" ?!!!" Hearing the monster talk about the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", the black dragon suddenly lost his mouth and was extremely surprised. Even the Taoist and even the master were wide-eyed and couldn't believe it. "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", everyone who knows knows that it is an ancient treasure, which is written by Boyi.

"I heard that nine hundred years ago, King Yu ordered Feng Bo to bring the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" to kill Jiulong in Chaisang. Houfeng Botu Nandi, he did not want to return to the Central Plains, and wanted to oppose Emperor Shun. King Yu ordered Houyi to shoot him with a Xuanyuan bow and Shennong bones for thousands of miles. Since then, the ten treasures of ancient times, the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", the bones of Shennong, have disappeared from the world together. After the black dragon finished speaking, he immediately seemed to think of something. The next breath, staring at the monster in front of him, his voice trembled: "You, you, you are the wind, the wind is flying?!!!"

"Yes, yes, a certain person once had a glimpse of the style of the ancient gods and demons in the gods and demons scrolls of the Three Holy Mountain Gods and Demons Palace, and there is a great god of Fengbo. The body is like a deer, the head is like a bird, it has horns and a snake's tail, and it is tattooed like a leopard. No wonder there is a sense of déjà vu. Juniors, juniors meet Lord Fengbo. After the Taoist finished speaking, he pulled up his robe, and his left foot was bent to kneel. Helplessly, he was seriously injured, and he was unstable and almost fell. Seeing this, the two brothers Fan Zhi and Fan Tong hurriedly went up to help. The Taoist is overjoyed in his heart, and it is indeed a material that can be made, but he says: "It doesn't matter."

The monster looked at the man, and to be honest, he hadn't really looked at him closely. After looking at it, he nodded and said, "Well, although he is only a saint, he can live for more than a thousand years, and he is indeed outstanding." He turned his head to stare at the black dragon and said, "With the qualifications of a saint, he is actually no less than you." If you are born five hundred years early, you will not be invincible. No matter what, there are many dragons killed by this god, and you are the last one. Then the hooves kept grinding back and forth on the ground, and after a while, the wind whistled. This wind, at first, only gives people a cool and comfortable feeling. After a long time, I saw that the water in the river kept rotating, forming a scene of a dragon absorbing water. But behind it, it was as calm as ever.

The black dragon's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Feng Bo was back then, but when he killed them, the dragon clan trembled, and the little dragon didn't dare to cry at night when he heard the name of Fei Lian. This is a killing god, and it seems that he can't leave today. "Fei Lian is dead, you are not Fei Lian. It looked up to the sky and groaned. The next moment, the dragon sucked up water and wrapped it around it, like a tornado, and swept it into the whirlpool.

"No-I'm a horned dragon, and I can't hurt a god or a god. The rolling dragon roared, with unwillingness, with anger. Fifteen hundred years, three creations. After a long catastrophe, it fell like this. After only a while, he disappeared into the whirlpool of the river. Then the wind dispersed, and the monstrous river fell back to the ground, and the black dragon turned into powder and disappeared. This is estimated to be the first dragon to be killed by a tornado. There was a shining green bead that flew up from the river and floated in front of Fan Xi.

Fan Xi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, put it in the palm of his hand, and played with it.

"This god is nine hundred years ago, and Fei Lian has a soul. Nine hundred years ago, the grievances were gone. Little doll, since Long Yuan is destined for you, take it. The wind is extinguished-" After saying that, Fei Lian disappeared. But I saw a feather, slowly and leisurely, blown in the air by the wind, and blown down by the wind in the river. Playing in the water wave by wave, floating and sinking. Leave behind a group of people who look at each other.

What is Long Yuan, it is estimated that only the Taoist people here know. And he was not an ordinary shock in his heart, Fei Lian actually gave Long Yuan to this little doll. Of course, those who have reached his status are already beyond the world, and they will not be tempted by such treasures. But he knew that this feather was the thing that was held by Fan Xi just now. So he said, "Little doll, what's your name?"

"Fan Xi, the tide of the tide. Fan Xi replied weakly.

"Well, in the heavens and on the earth, there are tides and no tides. Good, good. This dragon yuan is destined for you, but if you have to live well, it will be of great use in the future. ”

Xi'er remembered. ”

"Well, my son, teachable. The Taoist nodded, and said happily: "Poor Dao wants to ask you, how did you get 'Feng Boyu'?"

"This—" Fan Xi looked at the master, not knowing whether to say it or not. The Taoist was strange and looked at the master.

Seeing this, the master stroked his beard and sighed: "Nine hundred years ago, the ancestors once followed Shennong to taste a hundred herbs and test the area of Chai Sang Poyangze. One day, I suddenly saw a divine beast, and the bone arrow in my body fell from the sky. Falling on the edge of the river, dying. The ancestors knew their divine beasts, and they ruled them immortal. A few months later, the beast recovered from its illness and plucked a feather to give it to the ancestors, saying: 'I am a Fengbo, and the bones of Shennong are in my body. Dying, although there is "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" to protect me from death. However, you try the medicine by yourself, and you don't go for a few months, thinking in a pure heart, and give you a feather. There is a wisp of my soul in the feather. If you are in trouble in the future, you can use it to summon my spirit, and maybe it can save your life. However, you have no great merit with me, and this divine soul will be sealed. If he has the blood of a saint as a sacrifice, he will call him. So the ancestors were treated as treasures from generation to generation, and they have been passed down from generation to generation. Now in my hands, I have answered the preface. ”

"I see. The Taoist nodded, and said to the villagers who were still in the clouds: "Poor Dao, Three Holy Mountains, Tianjingzi." ”

"What?" said no one who believed their ears. "No wonder, no wonder, it turned out to be a saint of Tianjingzi. "A group of villagers leaned down and worshipped, this Xunyang City, the names of the three Jingzi saints on the Three Holy Mountains, no one knows, no one knows. For the benefit of the people, he has long been regarded as a god. It's just that it's better to be famous than to meet, and it's really forced.

"Get up quickly, and torment me. Seeing this, Tianjingzi hurriedly returned the salute, and said: "It's a matter here, go some, take care." ”

I saw a white light appear, and a sword shot away. In the next breath, "pop", a figure slammed on the ground, dusty, who is not Tianjingzi?

Tianjingzi secretly said in his heart that it was not good, after the self-explosion just now, his energy had not yet recovered, and he could not control the sky. It's really hard to pretend to be wet now, and I guess I can't go back today. Just thinking about it, I saw Fan Zhi and Fan Tong kneeling down: "Master, please accept us as apprentices." Tianjingzi was stunned in his heart: these two brothers have explosive positive energy, but their qualifications are mediocre. Immediately, I was happy again, yes, I accepted them, just let them help them back to the Three Holy Mountains, and when the time came, I handed them over to the junior disciple Dijingzi and Renjingzi. Yes, yes, thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh secretly: "You two are very good, so-and-so accepted it." Let's go back to Sansheng Mountain with someone. “

The two helped him up, and Tianjingzi said again: "Fan Xi'er, in the year of Zhixue, you can come to Sansheng Mountain to find someone." ”

"Grandpa, father, the two of us are gone, you take care of your health. With that, the three of them took off into the air.

"Go, go, my son is out" "Yes, the ancestor has appeared. My two grandsons have been accepted as apprentices by the gods. ”

Perhaps for the village chief and the big dog, this moment is a relief. But for Fan Xi, this moment was indeed a surprise.

Maybe a turn, the world, will open an unknown door for you. But no one knows what kind of world they will lead to.