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In the small house, in the hall, the smoke began to rise and linger again, and on the stone table, the tea was steaming with a hot aroma, and the fragrance of tea was pervasive, which made people feel refreshed.

On both sides of the stone table, on top of the futon, two figures sat opposite each other.

In the bedroom, Ji Feng was already sleeping in bed, and the magical dream appeared again in Ji Feng's dream, and a smile appeared on Ji Feng's face, obviously, it was a good dream.

Silence, silence......

"Old friend, let's talk about it, Ji Er's origin, eh, it's Ji Feng now. It was the man surnamed Xu who broke the silence, obviously still used to calling Ji Feng Ji Er.

Silent, the old man on the other side did not speak, but picked up the teapot, gently poured a cup of fragrant tea, and drank it slowly, all the time.

The man surnamed Xu frowned and shook his head helplessly.

"Why, didn't you ask me to talk to you, why don't you talk now. The man surnamed Xu said softly.

"Hey!" the old man sighed as he gently put down his teacup.

"Four years ago, I picked up a baby in the snow and ice and it was almost dying, so I helped him survive. At that time, a Chaos Sword that I had spent thousands of years searching for materials to refine was not under my control and automatically recognized Ji'er as the master, and I expected that this child would not be simple. I thought of the child who seemed to have been abandoned and helpless, and I thought of my own grandson who had not been heard from again, and I felt compassion. Moreover, this child is indeed related to me, when I happened to finish refining the flying sword, I happened to pass there, and the child happened to be there, and I saved him, and the flying sword I refined seemed to be prepared for him, so I adopted him, took him to my dojo, and treated him as my own grandson. The old man said in a deep voice.

The man surnamed Xu was stunned, put the teacup in his hand on the stone table, and looked straight at his old friend in front of him.

"When I first met Ji Feng three years ago, I thought Ji Er was your own grandson, so I didn't ask too much, and I was still wondering why Ji Feng didn't have your surname Ren! The man surnamed Xu said in a deep voice, but he didn't know if he was used to Ji'er, or he couldn't react at once, he said Ji Er for a while, and Ji Feng for a while.

When the old man heard this, he slowly got up, put his hands behind his back, and walked step by step around the hall, looking from a distance, the figure was somewhat depressed.

"Hey! yes, Ji Feng's surname is Ji, after all, his surname is Ji, he can't force it, when I found Ji Er, I saw a piece of paper in the quilt that wrapped Ji Er, a golden paper, a paragraph was written on the golden paper with ancient gods, but there are some words I don't know, I vaguely understand the meaning of the words Chinese golden paper, probably the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, the Chensu column Zhang, the cold comes and the summer comes, the winter harvest and the autumn hide...... Most of the people in the back don't know it, and the last two words 'Ji Er' Now it seems that those two words are the meaning of Ji Feng," the old man returned to the stone table, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Later, when I was about to put away the paper, the paper turned into an ancient divine script, and finally the divine text was arranged to form a ring, that, look, this is the ring." After the old man finished speaking, a ring ring appeared in his hand at some point.

I saw that the ring was made of golden yellow, the size of a perennial person's thumb, exuding a golden treasure light, and an ancient god 'Ji' was engraved in the inner test seal of the golden ring, vaguely emitting endless attraction from the word Ji, as if to collect the whole person's mind.

"I haven't seen this one made of any metal. The man surnamed Xu asked.

"I've never seen it, and the ring can't be worn on the hand, no matter what creature, no matter how you put the ring, not even Ji'er can't put it on, as if it's a real thing or an enchantment in this illusory empty place, and nothing can be worn through it. I think it's the word 'Ji' that affects everything. The old man replied.

"Now that everything is understood, how should we treat Ji'er in the future, should we call him Ji Feng, or Ji Er? Obviously, we can't change our words. The man surnamed Xu said softly.

"Let it be, no matter what, it's good that he's still the one who calls me grandpa. ”

"Yes, but I forced it, and he is still Ji'er. The man surnamed Xu responded.

"Old friend, today, that Holy Pseudo-Blood Crystal, if I'm not mistaken, it was you who slashed your own Water Dao, Devouring Dao, and Dream Dao and fused. The avenues are easy to cut and difficult to repair, this time you cut off three avenues, when will you be able to repair them again?"

The man surnamed Xu asked with a serious expression, obviously he was worried about this friend of life and death.

The old man was very calm and drank tea quietly.

"Fifty in the Heavenly Dao, forty-nine in the Great Dao, one of the only shields, three thousand cultivation, can be sanctified. Do you understand?" the old man asked slowly.

The man surnamed Xu stood on the spot, obviously not understanding what the old man meant.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the lack of more than the loss...... The cultivation of the Tao is broken and then established. I cut off the three avenues, only to really understand that the meaning of more than loss and make up for the deficiency, the three thousand avenues said are not really three thousand avenues, but the number of three thousand, the number of forty-nine, and the number of **, which is just a confused concept. The true Heavenly Dao has long been damaged, but if you cultivate it yourself, how can you cultivate all three thousand! Only when you really fill up the number of forty-nine and reach fifty in the Heavenly Dao can you really cultivate the Heavenly Dao, so if you break the three Great Daos, that is, cut off the three Great Daos, and then build them back again, what you cultivate is not the 3,000 of this Heavenly Dao, but your own 3,000. Only when you have cultivated yourself three thousand can you truly become holy, do you understand?" the old man explained slowly.

In the process of interpretation, an illusory consciousness oppressed, this consciousness was emotionless, only an icy chill, and all living beings had to obey the high coldness of their minds.

An aura of killing intent enveloped the old man and the man surnamed Xu, and the actual killing intent manifested in the hall, gathering more and more, at this moment, the world seemed to be quiet, the killing intent became more and more huge, and under the pressure of the killing intent, the smoke rising from the incense burner was condensed into a ball and fell to the ground and rolled.

"Brother Xu, do you understand?" The old man and the man surnamed Xu didn't care about the huge killing intent at all, still, crossed their knees, raised their glasses, drank tea, and discussed.

"Well, I probably understand, is this what the so-called cultivation of three thousand is the case after breaking and then standing? It's just that cultivating three thousand is really holy?" asked the man surnamed Xu, ignoring the cold killing intent that was getting bigger and more condensed.

"Are you really not afraid of death? A cold, hoarse voice full of murderous intent moved forward in the hall, and it was clear that the voice came from that killing intent.

"Haha, who should I be, it turned out to be the lackey of the Heavenly Dao, the ancestor of the Demon Clan, the Holy Blood, remember, you are the only one of the most holy and powerful people in your Demon Clan, today you dare to come to the Holy Land of my Human Race, aren't you afraid that your Demon Clan will be wiped out?" The man surnamed Xu laughed, obviously not taking that killing intent to heart.

"Hmph, my bloody clan has the protection of heaven, are you still afraid that you will yield to the human race, the human race is just the food of my bloody clan, and you dare to have no purpose. The voice was hoarse.

"Well, hehe, ignorance, ignorance, really ignorance, your bloody clan is just a lackey of the Heavenly Dao, and my human race is really protected by the Heavenly Dao, do you understand, from ancient times to the present, why the human race has always been the primate of all things, and does not decay? Because above the Heavenly Dao, above the saints, there is a higher existence, the supreme god, and our human race is the race created by the supreme god, and the life level is only one level lower than the heavenly dao. If you don't reach the most holy layer, you are protected by the Heavenly Dao, only when you reach our level, you can confront the Heavenly Dao, at this time, the Heavenly Dao will fight with it, but you don't dare to kill, it's just that the Supreme God Endless Chaos Era has never appeared, and the Heavenly Dao is actually defective, so you dare to kill the human race, but you don't dare to kill on a large scale, some less than the most holy existence will only kill if you provoke the dignity of the Heavenly Dao, as for me and a few gods who don't dare to make a move, I will send you lackeys, haha. As the strongest person in the human race, he has mastered countless secrets, and the Ren Blood Alliance said.

"No, you're lying, don't ......" The hoarse voice said loudly, as the voice became louder and louder, the killing intent became stronger and stronger, and a river of blood appeared in the hall, and endless evil qi floated on the blood river, and in the blood river was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the illusory qi of the corpse mountain and blood sea appeared, showing that this was a person of the Bloody Clan, but everything was just the means of the Bloody Ancestor.

The river of blood swept towards the two people who were still cross-legged on the ground. The monstrous river poured down, and with a monstrous threat, it stopped one meter away from the two of them.

"Presumptuous!" The man surnamed Xu said two words softly, and saw that the blood river that was about to be sprinkled on the two of them immediately stopped, and then the blood river quickly annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and almost instantly, the blood river disappeared.

In an extremely remote place far away from the earth continent, the same enchantment shrouded, in the enchantment, almost monstrous sea of learning, the blood in the river of blood one by one in their own practice, the clansmen of the blood demon clan are almost all made of endless evil qi, there is no specific form, in the depths of the blood river, a white bone temple made of countless bones stands, in the depths of the temple, a fuzzy figure sitting full of skulls, suddenly the fuzzy figure is full of light flickering, a huge music rune is blurred and swimming, with the swimming of the rune, the blurred figure is becoming more and more blurred, finally, the rune disappears, the blurred figure almost becomes illusory。

"Blood Ancestor!" exclaimed the two standing guards under the throne.

"Pass my order, all the Bloodevil Clan people return to the Bloodevil Realm, the Terrans, don't provoke. The illusory figure on the throne said in a deep voice.

"Yes. The two guards respectfully received the order, and then the order was conveyed.

Looking at the two clansmen who went down to give the order, the bloody ancestor couldn't help but shudder when he thought of what had just happened.

"Terran, don't mess with it, Xu Wei, who is nicknamed "God of Music", is about to kill me with a move in the realm of gods, it's really amazing, fortunately, this sea of blood is not bitter, I won't die. There are more gods and holy and powerful beings in the human race, and this human race cannot be provoked. Well, the war has just subsided in the past 4,000 years, and the Terrans will not come to crusade against our people again. Now, all the clansmen are returning to the Blood-Demon Realm one after another, and in the Blood-Demon Realm, there is no need to be afraid of that human race. The Bloody Ancestor thought to himself.