Although the 17 families in the East are strong and weak, have different origins, and believe in different religions and philosophies, they all retain the ancient family system, that is, the basic family structure composed of blood and generation. The head of the family is the nominal representative of the family, but in reality all the power of the family is concentrated in the hands of a group of elders, that is, the Council of Elders. In order to check each other and prevent the corruption associated with power, the Council of Elders is generally composed of four to twelve members, all of whom are the purest blood, the highest seniority, and the oldest clan members, and these old people gather in dark rooms to whisper day after day to decide the fate of entire families and even entire continents, this strange "gerontocracy" is a strange spectacle that Western monarchs have never imagined in their lifetimes.

The number of elders of the Long family is not fixed, the current elder council has seven members, at this moment, in addition to the assassin assassinated by the "Nine Laws of the Gods" Long Jing, four elders are directing the battle on the city wall, one is in the branch mansion to maintain order, the last one is accidentally injured, is in the back house with a large amount of elixir to suppress the wound to prevent the cursed invasion. The "three mansions" include the military department of the Crane Mansion (under the jurisdiction of the mission execution corps 'Dragon Capture Army', the guard regiment 'Zongtian Army' stationed in Pingyin City, and the secret reconnaissance unit 'Youxian Army'), the Internal Affairs Department of the Internal Affairs Department (in addition to governing all the big and small things in the city, it is also responsible for the repair and guarding of the exterior wall of the Long family's mansion and the dragon's back), and the Finance Department Branch Household Mansion. "Yitang" refers to the torture hall responsible for internal investigation of rewards and punishments, while "Six Sects" are the six branches of the Dragon family with special abilities, including the "Shadow Sect" responsible for assassination, vigilance, and investigation of external affairs, and the "Earth Dragon Sect" that creates and uses steam mechanical dragons, and so on.

Within the six sects, there is a hidden bloodline that rarely enters the sight of the Long family, and they are called the "Hidden Sect". No one knows where these people live, what abilities they have, and what tasks they perform, and there will always be the genealogy and mourning hall of the Qianzong in the ancestral hall of the ancestral house of the Long family, but there is not a single name on the shabby yellow paper, as if all the people of the Qianzong are nameless ghosts.

Only the elders know the whereabouts of this group. From the time when the Dragon's Back was successfully built thousands of years ago, the Qianzong was isolated on the other side of the high wall, and they were the purest inheritors of the Dragon Family's bloodline, with an almost superstitious obsession and belief in their ancient surnames. Many years ago, their ancestors received such an instruction: in order to prevent impure blood from causing catastrophe, there must be the descendants of the Long family to make sacrifices, lurk among the divided families, and try their best to suppress the occurrence of "evil changes" with their own abilities.

For thousands of years, the Qianzong has been living in separate mansions, living with those muddy descendants of impure blood, starving and sleeping in the open, whether they are hungry, sick or dead, they cannot reveal their identity to the people around them, and they must endure until death. Each descendant of the Hidden Sect has a bloodline ability called "Dark Incense", and their bodies will emit a faint fragrance that cannot be smelled by humans, this smell can suppress the occurrence of "malignant transformation" of impure blood, as long as there are people in the vicinity of the Hidden Sect, the probability of malignant transformation within a radius of 300 yards is greatly reduced. The elders of the Hidden Sect can greatly emit "dark incense" and forcibly suppress the vicious people who are about to break out frequently, so that the branch family members in a critical state are called "human beings". There are only one or two members of the Hidden Sect who can create people, and the branch family members all think that they are some kind of mage or warlock, and no one knows that they are actually the Zong family of the Zong family, the purest blood symbol of the Long family.

In that riot hundreds of years ago, the "Jie" word order was put down within half an hour**, and the war ended before the Qianzong had time to react. Years have passed on to the white clouds, and now, the Shadow Sect first received the news of the people, and blew the horn on the high platform in the center of the Split Mansion, the brass horn sealed in the box and covered with dust played a desolate whistle, and in the chaotic crowd, there were hundreds of ordinary-looking men and women who raised their heads at the same time and opened their eyes wide. The people of the Hidden Sect understand that once this horn is sounded, it means that the "Solution" word order will be launched again, and the Council of Elders will make a declaration according to the level of the crisis, a horn will indicate that there is no need for the Hidden Sect people to dispatch, only the Shadow Sect can be sent to mobilize the combat power of the split family, and if the five horns are sounded, it means that the Long Family has reached the brink of destruction, and all the Hidden Sect people must immediately take action to complete the mission.

The wind blew through the countless dilapidated shacks, the long sound of the horn permeated every corner of the house, in the dirty streets, in the grass huts full of rats and ants, by the filthy wells, in the stinking bazaars, the flow of people began to surge restlessly, and the people of the Hidden Sect became the reefs solidified in the flowing water, their eyes looking at the sky, waiting for the last metaphor to appear. The trumpet stopped, and sounded again, and stopped, and sounded again, and so on three times, and it sounded five times. It was thought that it would not sound again, but without warning the trumpet sounded a sixth, short and sharp, like the dying groans of beasts. In a thatched hut on the verge of collapse in the northwest corner of the city, an old man with gray hair suddenly stood up and spilled half a bowl of yellow corn porridge. A skinny yellow dog immediately pounced on Tian to lick the gruel, but four or five children hugged him first, greedily picking up the polenta with dirt and stuffing it into their mouths.

"Master, where are you going?" several men and women cried out in horror, "please complete the ritual for the cat and the dog first, they have already grown scales, and if you don't cast a spell to turn them into humans, I am afraid that they will be 'vicious' in a few days! If you think that our offerings are not enough, we will grab enough food even if we rob them! Master, show mercy!"

The old man stopped his steps, turned around slowly, and a smile appeared on the old man's face: "Don't worry about it, several, the six horns mean that our mission is completely over, it won't take a few days, today, it's that day!"

Several people couldn't understand what he said, they were stunned for a moment, and when they pulled their legs and chased out of the thatched house, they found that the old man had disappeared from the corner of the street, and the woman hugged her daughter and beat her chest and cried, and the girl looked at her mother inexplicably, and secretly stuck out her tongue to put a little corn crumb at the corner of her mouth into her mouth.

Hundreds of people silently walked through the narrow alleys, unremarkable among the tens of thousands of panicked homeless people. In the southwest corner of the Split Mansion, near Dragon's Back, there was an abandoned stone house, which was full of poisonous weeds that were harmful to people, so no one wanted to approach it. People came from all over the world, stepped on the grass and walked into the house, and gathered in the stone house. Sunlight shone in through the defective window, which happened to illuminate half of the old man's face, "Six horns." Six horns. The old man said, "The Long family is going to be finished...... Finally, it is time for our Hidden Sect to exert its strength, that is to say, this thousand years of exile has finally come to an end. From today onwards, no matter whether the Long family still exists or not, our Hidden Sect can walk in the world openly and brightly, and say to others that we are the most orthodox Long family. No more hiding, how good is this, how good is this?"

A middle-aged man closest to him said, "Grandpa, listen, the eight secret doors on the dragon's spine have been opened, and the Shadow Sect is beating the war drums to drive the family to the battlefield. ”

"yes, yes. The old man narrowed his eyes and nodded, "We also have to hurry, otherwise we won't be able to explain in front of the ancestors and ancestors." Are you all ready?"

"Ready, Grandpa/Grandpa/Grandpa!" the people in the room replied in unison.

"Then let's go. I have bad legs and feet, let's go first, let's see you at the Long Family Ancestor Hall!" the old man pulled out a snowy dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into his chest with a backhand. He was so thin and old that he couldn't shed a few drops of blood from his wounds, his body fluttering to the ground like a fallen leaf, and a smile of relief left in his beard.

Each of the descendants of the Hidden Sect took out their weapons and stabbed them into their bodies without hesitation, daggers, short swords, arrowheads, bamboo knives, tiles, different weapons, arousing the same dazzling blood. The dimly lit room suddenly became a little brighter because so many people had fallen into the poisonous weeds, and blood gushed out and flowed along the cracks in the weedy bricks. There were only a dozen people standing, a dozen children, their age was too young, and their bodies had not yet been able to stimulate the power of "dark incense", exuding an invisible fragrance that suppressed impure blood.

When the Long family was about to perish, the way for the Qianzong to serve the family was to completely self-destruct. When a person dies, the "dark incense" disappears instantly, the beastly nature in the bloodline of the split family will burst out unhindered, and the "evil transformation" that has been suppressed for thousands of years will become the last weapon of the Long family, an asura sword that can not only destroy the enemy, but also destroy himself. A dozen children bowed to the corpse of their ancestors, and then silently left the stone house and blended into the crowd, they will leave the mansion and return to the embrace of the clan after a hundred centuries, and write the names of themselves and their ancestors on the genealogy of the hidden clan. However, at this moment, the Long Family's ancestral court had already been destroyed to rubble by the army of the resurrected, and this moment of glory was destined to have no tomorrow.

"Knock knock......" The rapid sound of war drums resounded in the sky, and the members of the Shadow Sect brandished their leather whips to drive the branch family to the secret door of the dragon's back, and the flow of people was crowded and trampled, pouring out of the dragon's back like a panicked locust, and came to the Zongjia mansion where all the branch families thought about it day and night, but this was no longer a happy land, but a cruel battlefield. Terrifying resurrections came from all directions, and a huge black troll obscured the sunlight from the high walls of the courtyard.