The final declaration of the stone people has come to an end, and there is no longer a figure of them climbing the mountain in the middle of the night in search of fruit brew in the mountains and seas, and they hide under the leaves of the six aunts who are as wide as grass houses when it rains.

A sleep is a dream, sleeping in the dark, the demons here often bully them, saying that they have no effect, and life is a burden.

They have worked hard to survive and build their own home, all because of the word 'kindness'.

In the ancestral inheritance opened by the stone people, there is the figure of the ancient powerhouse of the human race, although the dry cicada Taoist people do not have a deep understanding, but they have also seen the magic of the stone people in that battle.

They are adept at using their hard bodies as shelter, and each young stone man will keep a natal hanging stone, which is its core and will be a key to protect their growth.

When they reach adulthood at the age of twenty, they can get rid of the shackles of the juveniles, because there is no clear requirement in the clan to find and form their own families and raise children, but with an extra responsibility and responsibility, they can also choose to wander and pursue cultivation at this age.

Generally, those stone people with excellent talents will be selected when they are young and taken to the ancestral land to be washed, erase the dust of the mountains and seas on their bodies, and inherit and defend their homeland.

But with the precipitation of the years, some ancient techniques that can be cultivated have faded here, and now they can no longer be used, and the strong people in the clan will explore them by themselves, so that future generations can have a technique that can save their lives.

The place where the stone people live is very remote, and can only be found in the deep mountains and old forests, and sometimes, see a featureless mountain, which is quiet and has no interest in visiting.

As long as there is a water source here, after all, the stone people also need drinking water, they use the water source as the source of their own actions, if they are missing for a week, they will die of thirst, the hanging stone of the body will be broken, and a new stone baby will be born.

But in the battle of the mountains and seas, no living creature can avoid it, the strong man of the stone man clan was killed under the gaze of the Gancia Dao people, and the person who killed them was a bald monk, greedy for their ancient heritage, and no stone man spared, all of them were killed.

Eventually, their bodies and homes were gone, and their whereabouts were unknown.

And now,

The black giants that appeared here were obviously more than half similar to the stone man, not to mention that her mouth and nose resembled people, and even the technique of raising their hands was to show the lead of their bodies, but they were reduced to gray, and black was used as a cover.

The hanging stone on their chest is gone, and it seems that it has been grabbed directly, leaving only the body of a puppet.

The dry cicada Taoist manipulated Li Shuishan's arm and couldn't bear to fight back, but under the bombardment again and again, he gritted his teeth and retreated again.

Rotten Bamboo didn't understand what memories Li Shuishan remembered again, and he didn't make a move, originally cultivated as a cultivator who only stayed in the middle of the state of mind, in the eyes of the Inner Sect, he was a good disciple, but Rotten Bamboo didn't think so, he believed that cultivation could be sought, but the opportunity was not indispensable.

When he walked out of the sect, he didn't want any protection, and those noble inner disciples who usually walked out of the trials, each of them was arrogant and domineering, if he didn't know, how majestic he thought?

In fact, they relied on the position of their master, and the sect master was helpless, his master was in retreat, and only a hunched old woman took good care of him.

That was his master's younger sister back then, who traveled all the year round, and did not rush back when the sect was in a catastrophe, only to find that the sect was dilapidated, the old locust tree was broken, and the monks in the sect died tragically.

The cultivators of the rebellion were wiped out by a small number of the monks who supported them later, and most of them fled with the sneak attack on dozens of sects.

There are one sect in each state, each of which belongs to the sub-general, of which four are the largest, and the title is east, west, north and south, and the rest are prefixed with the name of the continent.

The authentic sect has been dispersed with the crushing of the years, and it is no longer what it used to be, but the foundation inherited from ancient times is not comparable to other emerging sects.

It was the Northern Sect that was attacked, because at that time, the sect master disappeared, the sect elders traveled and died tragically, and the heavenly tribulation was reincarnated, and at that moment, a cultivator would be extremely weak.

Beizong was the first time to greet him, and he came to Shanhai not long after it was Dongzong, and the next one was for some reason.

Rotten Bamboo's eyes looked calm, and he also took a few steps back, Li Shuishan exhaled, "Stone Race powerhouse, you are dead, you can completely dissipate your body between heaven and earth." Dust to dust, dust to dust. The mountain ghosts and ghosts will definitely take you under the knife, declare the ancient covenant, and make your ancestors unrestful, and you haven't woken up yet?"

His words had no effect, the lost hanging stone was the most precious thing for every stone man, once lost, they lost their chance to live, it was now like a puppet, afraid that even a trace of soul was extracted or imprisoned.

The hundred-zhang giant threw a punch again, the fist wind rubbed in the air, whirring along the black qi fusion and dispersing, Li Shuishan was sullen, fist to fist, fist to fist, the fist was not big enough, the fist that was enough to stuff the hut fell to the ground, the cracked earth, the mud that swayed, floated around his upper.

After finishing it, he hurriedly retreated, this punch made a trace of blood flow from the corner of Li Shuishan's mouth, and hurriedly retreated, this stone man's fist was really hard, enough to kill a monk in the early stage of the state of mind, obviously this is not all its strength.

The strong men of the Shiren clan had many strong people in the mortal realm in ancient times, and it has been passed down to the present day, and there are monks outside the mountain who quietly order and sell the news on the table when they drink tea.

It is said that in the mountain where the smoke and clouds are vigorous, there is a mountain stone man who is contemplating on his elbows, and he is extremely powerful, and often people go up the mountain to collect medicine, and he will open his palm a few zhang wide to send the medicine picking boy or the old man over, and then send it back in the afternoon.

However, this stone man is one of them, this mountain of medicine is the back of another stone man, its whole body is a treasure, if you kill it, you can be peaceful for decades of blessings.

The person who opened his mouth to sell the news was a fool who didn't pay attention to it, and the one who bought the news was also a fool, and the stone man roared, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, which inevitably discouraged some monks, and it was not a problem to bombard and kill the powerhouses of the Daohua Realm, because the stone people were similar to some gods recorded in the book, and some mortals would pray for their reward through sacrifices.

Actually, they can't do that, but they quietly swallow the water in the big rivers at night, and they can also kill time when the sun blows, people are happy, and they can also kill time.

The place where they sit belongs to the mortal realm, and as long as they exert their cultivation, they will be warned by a non-existent consciousness, and if it happens often, they will be killed.

They are scattered, I don't know when I will awaken, I don't know if I can see my own people, the inheritance in the mountains and seas has been cut off, but if some inheritors who are awakened by them find out, they will definitely be furious, they are not good at stubble, and so are the beliefs they uphold.

If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone.