"Are we all wrong? are we all wrong?" the people muttered to themselves.

"You're wrong, your whole family is wrong," a teenager was furious, his eyes literally spurting. Fire, he was angry, he was angry, in his heart, no one could question the actions of those who had come before him, despite his youth, he understood a lot and knew a lot.

Who can accept such a reason? After guarding generation after generation, why did the group of strong men who disappeared one after another go? How many peerless Tianjiao were buried in those unknown places? How many predecessors were buried in those places?

"You're annoying" At this time, Jiuyan spoke softly, he slowly opened his eyes, staring at the black figure, he also wanted to know the past, he wanted to uncover it slowly, not listening to the distorted history of others.

"You're Jiuyan?" he smiled, then narrowed his eyes and said, "I've seen you."

Jiuyan was slightly surprised, had you seen me? How could it be? Have I ever been to the deep sea? Have you ever been to Yang's house? No? I don't remember, Jiuyan shook his head and smiled silently.

"If you don't die this time, one day you will understand my words" He said to Jiuyan seriously: "Remember, history will always be uncovered one day" Then, he turned away, leaving only a back to fade away.

History will always be revealed one day, why? Why? Jiuyan frowned slightly, he remembered the past, remembered the scene in the depths of the demon forest and opened his eyes, that old man, and those teenagers, what is history? He rubbed his forehead, feeling very annoyed, because he didn't seem to know anything about the so-called history

"The past doesn't matter," Gong said softly, sighing in his heart, not knowing what to think.

"What are we going to do? I'm going to get out," a teenager said with his head down, he looked at the barrier, looked at the black oppression in the sky, and thought of their family, he wanted to go out, he was a man, he also longed for those bloody battles, he didn't want to stay here, he could only watch.

"Is death terrible?" said a teenager, his hands clenched and his gaze silently at the sky.

bang

Zhan Yanshi drew his giant sword and slashed at a huge rock, stone chips and powder flew out, and divine power splattered

The audience was silent, one by one, they were as quiet as a cicada, and they didn't even dare to squeak, who would dare? With this master, who dared to speak out? The audience seemed to have cultivated to the highest.

"Can you be quiet?" Zhan Yanshi frowned, "When is it, and you're still making a lot of noise?"

"What should we do now?" said Gong with a solemn expression, he looked at the sky, feeling depressed

"Wait for me" Jiuyan said seriously on the side, and then he turned around quietly, facing the wall of thousands of feet, not knowing what to think.

Cliff, people also turned around, facing the thousand zhang painting wall, stunned, time is always changing, the ancestors of the human race, blood and tears to fight for a lifetime, how many strong people on the road do not know, never go back, the only constant is this ancient painting wall.

At this moment, people seem to understand something, their minds are affected by something for a moment, and they seem to see a vague side for a while.

"What seems to be missing?" Jiuyan frowned, he looked at the Qianzhang painting wall carefully, silently pondering in his heart, that beating sound was always looming, he couldn't get more useful information, and he couldn't make some kind of corresponding move.

"How's it going?" asked Zhan Yanshi, he had to be nervous, the army of black oppression was slowly advancing, he needed to do something.

Jiuyan didn't speak, he looked at the cliff carefully, the wall was painted thousands of feet, a demon red, the whole cliff didn't seem to have any superfluous items, so the few dead trees under the wall, he pondered silently.

Roar, roar

There were bursts of roars in the distance, and the cold sound crossed the sky and reached people's ears, like an army of hell, making people feel numb.

Soon it was a cliff, Zhan Yanshi frowned, silently muttered to himself, dripping cold sweat appeared on his clenched hands, in the face of this situation, who can calm down? Maybe the rumored senior brother can, but he can't.

Gong paused, and instantly thought of that person, senior brother, if he was there, if he was there, what kind of action would he make.

"Coming" in the crowd, the teenagers began to twitch, cold sweat all over their bodies, because they were still young, many, many, they had never experienced it, in the face of such an army, they began to know what it meant to be afraid, and some people remembered those who were named senior brothers.

"Is that how they came here?" muttered to someone, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

creak

At this moment, there was a soft creaking sound, like the creak of opening some kind of door, accompanied by the hugging breeze that instantly hunted into people's hearts.

"Jiuyan retreat!!" someone was shocked, looking at the wall of the thousand zhang paintings.

I don't know when there was a crack on the wall, a tiny crack, a crack like the kiss of death, there was a creaking sound, which sounded in people's hearts, and everyone felt creepy.

Under the painting wall, Jiuyan raised his head suddenly, he stopped the movement in his hand, and watched silently, ignoring the crowd and the cracked slit.

Why did I feel a different breath the closer I got closer, the faint beating of my heart disappeared, and the few dead trees seemed to move, but I touched it with my hand, and I didn't feel anything unusual, was there really something missing?

Yes, Jiuyan seemed to remember something, he silently turned his head and stared at the group of young people of the Yang family, he knew that the answer was in them, it must be so, he let go of his clenched hand and walked over

"What are you doing, what are you doing" a teenager shouted, looking at Jiuyan with an ugly face, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be you" Jiuyan frowned, walked up to the next teenager again, and looked at it seriously.

"Ah, stay away from me, stay away from me, I don't like men" Another teenager was startled and jumped up all of a sudden, he looked at Jiuyan and suddenly felt paralyzed.

How could he not feel it? Jiuyan ignored him, he shook his head, and walked over to the next teenager again.

"Mingming, please, don't, I don't like men either" The young man was about to cry, he clutched his chest tightly, and looked at Jiuyan with tears in his eyes, and his eyes were simply resentful, as if Jiuyan really treated him like that

Er Jiuyan looked at his eyes and felt very embarrassed, he glanced at the crowd, and even had Si's heart, what.

"I don't want that, I want that," Jiuyan explained seriously, pointing to the wall.

"It seems, that green grass still has a great effect, your injuries are much better, and your activity has become more, is this a side effect?" Gong nodded, indicating understanding.

"Shut up" Zhan Yanshi shouted, he didn't have the mood to think about that kind of dirty thing, he looked at Jiuyan and said, "You mean you need the Yang family to open it?"

"It should be, besides me, there should be someone here who will sense that heartbeat" Jiuyan nodded, he looked at everyone again, and said: "It stands to reason that the Yang family will feel different things like this, and there is a big problem with those few dead trees."

"How do you know that the Yang family will feel it?" Zhan Yanshi paused, frowned and looked at the painting wall from afar, staring at the few dead trees

"You guys come here," Jiuyan looked at the crowd, and then he took a deep breath and asked, "Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on here?"

This question, all the Yang family members are silent, about those rumors, they know a lot, but not much, from ancient times to the present, no one dares to talk about it to the outside world, the fifth article of the Yang family's ancestral training, the cliff must not be spread outside, otherwise the Yang family will be expelled.

"Dog blood ancestral training, practicing physical skills is stupid, when is this?" Gong frowned, he really couldn't stand it, these boys didn't have any brains, between life and death, they could still think of ancestral training, and the ancestors of the Yang family practiced physical skills stupidly.

"I'll say" In silence, Yang Liu stood up, and then he looked at the sky and sighed, "Is there still time?"

"Yes, in ten minutes, they will descend on the cliff and tear it apart," Gong replied, frowning.

"I don't know a lot, at the beginning of that era, the Yang family came to this island, because there was no struggle in life, the Yang family in thousands of years, the population grew rapidly, instantly reached as many as one million, at that time there was no cliff existence" Yang Liu said, he took a deep breath, looked at the painting wall and said: "In that era, there were many geniuses, and the strong were like forests, until one day, a loud sound broke this quiet moment"

"At that time, no one knew what was happening, because they felt a powerful aura flowing, and everyone began to be afraid and uneasy, because for thousands of years, life was too easy, and they even lost the courage to fight," Yang Liu said, his eyes gradually flowing with sadness.

"Finally, after a long time, someone plucked up the courage and walked out of the comfortable island, he saw a huge mountain peak, across the Yang family's island" Yang Liu said sadly: "At that time, the Yang family began to be chaotic, some people thought that it was God's punishment for the Yang family, and it was necessary to use blood sacrifices to calm the anger of God, but some people said that it was the blessing of the Yang family, and it should be moved to the forbidden place in the depths of the Yang family and guarded for generations."

"Then, did the Yang family open that mountain peak, and seal this powerful demon-like creature inside?" Jiuyan took his words.

"How do you know?" The Yang family was shocked, no one had ever dared to spread the word about this matter, but now it was said by Jiuyan, which shocked them.

"I understand, in the depths of this cliff, your ancestors should have been sealed, but they have completely lost signs of life" Jiuyan Dao, paused and said: "But, this is not the real truth, it is impossible to be among a million people, no one dares to take a look, but"

"Don't say it" a teenager cried, he held his head in pain, he kept choking, he couldn't accept it, he couldn't believe it.

The Yang family was stunned, their faces were extremely pale, in fact, there were also people in the Yang family in the past generations who questioned such a truth, but no one dared to bring it up, what kind of truth is there in those buried histories, their hearts are trembling, and their eyes are extremely sad, if this is not the truth?

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