Later, Long Yuntian himself had a lot of things, so he didn't have so much time to find Niu Ben, and Niu Ben also entered the military camp and started his military career, and he became a general.

Originally, I wanted to introduce Niu Ben to the eldest brother as an apprentice, but the eldest brother secretly observed and said: "There is more than tenacity, but the spirituality is insufficient, and it is difficult to become a great weapon in the way of martial arts, so let him spend his life in the army." ”

Long Yuntian is also helpless about this, the eldest brother is the only martial saint in the world, since he has so determined, it also means that it is really difficult for Niu Ben to go further in martial arts, and then think of the long life of his own race, since Niu Ben's great-ancestor accidentally carried his collapsed self home, their family has gone through four generations of personnel changes, since it is impossible to have a higher cultivation, then do their best to ensure that their lives are worry-free for several generations.

Long Yuntian looked at Niu Ben, who has now become a leader in the army, and he will only show his childlike habits in front of him, just counting the days, he should be nearly middle-aged at this time.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh secretly, and said, "How are your parents?"

Seeing that the old man asked about his parents, Niu Ben hurriedly saluted again and said respectfully: "Thanks to your old blessing, my father and mother are in good health! Can you stay in Donghai Town for a few more days this time?"

"That's good, life is short, don't just remember the battlefield battles, go and see them more!" Long Yuntian felt that the longest life expectancy of the Minotaur was more than a hundred years old, and it was really short, if it wasn't for the battle death, most of them would die in their seventies.

Each race exists in its own unique way, and the Eastern Divine Dragon Race has an extremely long lifespan, all of them are above 10,000 years.

And each individual has a magical ability, or a martial arts wizard, or a magic genius, and in time will become a leader in the Eastern Continent at a critical juncture.

But correspondingly, their number is extremely small, and it has been maintained at a constant number since its existence, and to be honest, Long Feitian, who is the most knowledgeable present, can't say what it is.

Because the seniors will never ask about the world again after retiring, even if the clan does not encounter the life and death of the whole clan, they will not wake up from the state of retreat, and many seniors even died during the retreat.

And like the Minotaur and the Kobold, there are very many of them on the mainland, but they only have a lifespan of a few decades.

Long Yuntian asked Niu Ben to visit his parents in the Hui tribe completely from the position of their bull-headed people, how did Niu Ben not know what race Long Yuntian was, but such a high-ranking saint personally taught the way of the son of man, and Niu Ben was moved to cry again.

Long Yuntian could feel that Niu Ben's crying this time was sad, so he didn't stop drinking, Niu Hong also had a deep understanding, and slowly wiped his tears, Niu Qing was still very young, and he didn't know Long Yuntian's true thoughts very well, just watching the two eldest brothers in the clan crying sadly, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Feng Chime knew that the Demon Slayer Knife had spirituality, but after being persuaded by the master to stay by his side, he had actually been awkwardly peeping, and then saw that the crazy Niu Ben broke in and kowtowed to Long Yuntian, and then the three tall Minotaurs who were said by the uncle in a few words and a few common words cried incessantly.

Thinking about himself now in a different world, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to go to my parents' knees to fulfill my filial piety in the future, but I can no longer suppress the sadness in my heart, and my mouth is deflated, and I cry.

Mao Yanran was still young, and she couldn't interject when the next few people were talking, just quietly watching everyone busy, and when Long Yuntian talked about his parents, he suddenly thought that he would never be able to see his kind parents again in his life, and he was even more sad, and his tears flowed.

Jing Jun is an orphan, and at this point he can't compare with the few people who are crying, but as an orthodox Chinese son, filial piety is naturally deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and now although he will not shed tears, he can indeed understand their feelings, so he can only gently pat the shoulder of the wind chime, and cannot say any more powerful words.

Long Feitian, as the elder who lived the longest among the people present, didn't say how a race like the Minotaur with a short life could live, grow old, sick and die, even if he had seen many life partings in his own clan, he was also the most open to such things.

Now seeing that everyone is not sad by what his brother said a few words, they all cry "wow", although it can be seen from this aspect that these young people are temperamental people and do not change their original intentions, but it is a bit unreasonable to be like this all the time.

glanced at the depressed brother on his face, coughed lightly and said: "Okay, everyone don't cry, since you have a heart, your parents are still alive, go to accompany you, you have to live yourself well in the future, crying all the time can't solve the problem." ”

In fact, the existence of tears is to prove that sadness is not an illusory feeling, and this feeling does need a certain amount of time to vent.

After a few minutes of tears, the hearts of the crying people also regained their calm, and after listening to what the Long Feitian Saint said, they wiped away their tears, but they couldn't speak for a while.

Long Yuntian didn't expect that his words of encouragement to the deceased would make everyone cry, and he finally stopped his tears under the persuasion of his eldest brother, feeling depressed but unwilling to say anything to blame.

Seeing that everyone was silent again, he muttered slightly: "Little Niuzi, the old man came to Donghai Town this time to inspect the apprentice Jing Jun's cultivation for the entry, and by the way, take a look at your current situation, about the matter of the Sea Clan, you don't have to worry about it for the time being, they should not have the courage to invade again." ”

"It's just that I still have an urgent matter that must be reported back to Shenlong Island and please make a countermeasure, so the old man and brother will leave soon, and I will come here again when this matter is decided!"

"What, master, you're leaving, and you haven't taught me anything?"

As soon as Feng Chime heard that Master and Uncle were about to leave to discuss the mysterious matter on Shenlong Island, he was unhappy in his heart, and pouted and coquettishly told Long Feitian.

"That's right, old man, you just came and you're going to leave before you have a meal, if you want my father to know, you have to scold me for being sloppy!"

"Yes, master, stay a few more days. ”

Jing Jun realized that his strength could not gain a foothold in this world at all, and he was eager to improve his magic level, so he wanted his master to guide him for a few more days.

"Hehe, you don't need to think about it, the old man and brother have to go back, it won't be too long, you can stay here with peace of mind, cultivate well to improve your strength, and when you come back, how about taking you to Southern Xinjiang in person?"

Long Feitian saw that the wind chimes were foggy again, and hurriedly reassured.