After a long time, Manda said to the curious stone on the side: "Stone, you go outside and keep guard, don't let anyone in, I have something to say to the King of the Wind."

Although the stone was reluctant, he still went out with the big fish. Only then did Elder Manda say: "King Dingfeng, the old man will tell you in detail slowly, I hope you don't have to be afraid in the future."

Yang Luochen calmed down for a while, and then he reached Elder Manda's side, and said slowly: "Great Elder, you say, Luo Chen listens."

Only then did Manda speak: "King Dingfeng, don't you want to know the origin of my barbarians? Don't say that you are curious, even those who know about the existence of barbarians are curious. Why are we different from you, we are born stronger than you?"

"For thousands of years, more than a group of people have come to the barbarians to explore the secrets, and they were either captured alive by the barbarians and sent back to the south, or they were annihilated by the secret troops sent to the barbarians by the young master's family.

"My barbarian is originally a person from the Demon Capital......" Manda said slowly, Yang Luochen listened more and more shocked, he didn't expect that there was such a race in the north of the wind.

Thousands of years ago, the barbarians were still living in the magic capital, and there were more than 10,000 barbarians at that time, all of them were strong and strong, and they could smash the boulder with one punch, and the roar was like thunder.

However, the living environment of the barbarians is extremely harsh, not only to face the harsh environment, but also to always beware of demon cultivators to attack, which can be described as surviving in the cracks.

A thousand years ago, the Demon City Demon Cultivator didn't know why, the big south, the barbarians bore the brunt, by the Demon City Demon Cultivator killed, the barbarians rose up to resist the enemy, but hit the stone with an egg, less than three days, the barbarian 10,000 people were left with 3,000.

Just when the barbarians were facing extinction, the southern side was originally split in the snow-capped mountain, and a big hole appeared, and the mountain rocks rolled down, and the dust mixed with snowflakes flew, opening the door for the barbarians to flee to the south.

The barbarians didn't know what was in the south at that time, but in order to survive, the barbarian great elder resolutely took the remaining 3,000 barbarian people and fled from the rift to the south of the snow-capped mountain where they had always been curious.

The people of the demon clan followed, and it was also the first time that the demon cultivator appeared in the south of the snow mountain, and in this way, the barbarian and the demon capital demon cultivator entered the northern border of the gale together, and the slaughter continued, and the barbarian people continued to die.

Manda grew so long that when he said this, he seemed to remember some unforgettable past, his eyes were red, tears were left behind, and his wheezing voice became thicker.

Yang Luochen asked slowly, "Great Elder, why is there a crack in this snowy mountain?"

Manda stabilized his emotions a little, stared at the fire in front of him and said slowly: "I don't know, I only saw a golden light at that time, and the middle of the snow-capped mountain broke, and there was this crack that you see now."

Yang Luochen then asked, "What about after you escape here?"

Manda continued: "After arriving here, they are still fleeing for their lives, and there are constantly barbarian warriors who go first in order to protect women and children, and they die in the hands of demon cultivators one after another."

"In the end, there were only a thousand barbarians left. Just when the barbarian people were desperate, they saw the people south of the snow-capped mountains for the first time, they were that kind of weak, and they were even more desperate."

Manda said, with a wave of his right hand, the flames on the fire swayed, and a picture actually appeared inside, a barbarian with wounds all over his body, standing in front of a million armoured troops, and behind him was a person who stood in the sky surrounded by black qi.

Yang Luochen was so frightened that he retreated a little, and Manda turned his head to look at Yang Luochen and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, this is an illusion, and it is also the memory of the ancestors."

Yang Luochen became more and more curious about the barbarians' abilities, and his body slowly approached the fire, only to see a person in front of the army wearing golden dragon armor, wearing a golden helmet, and holding a square seal in his hand.

Yang Luochen took a closer look, and it was actually the jade seal of the gale, and he was even more surprised in his heart. I saw that the people of the barbarian tribe did not dare to go towards the army, and they were still afraid of those demon cultivators behind them, which could be described as a dilemma.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the sky, and a hundred-zhang giant sword fell from the sky, slashing at those demon cultivators who were entangled in black qi.

Three black shadows suddenly rushed out of the thousands of demon cultivators, blocking the hundred-foot giant sword, and the illusion that exploded in the fire appeared, and it became impossible to see anything clearly.

After the picture reappeared, those demon cultivators had been surrounded by thousands of people wearing the clothes of the White Cloud Sect, and in front of them stood a person holding a sword and fluttering in white, but he could only see the back.

Yang Luochen asked, "Great Elder, how could the White Cloud Sect appear? And who is the person who is the leader? Could it be the White Cloud Sect Sect Master Ji Yuan?"

Manda said slowly: "That's the first sect master of the White Cloud Sect, Jian Xuan."

Yang Luochen was taken aback, he had already heard of the name of Jian Xuan, but it was the first time he saw it, and it was still the back, but it was deeply imprinted in Yang Luochen's mind, and Mu Ye also said in Zhihai: "Boy, that person is Jian Xuan, what do you think he looks like?"

Yang Luochen blurted out without thinking, "like a sword"

Manda looked at Yang Luochen suspiciously, and asked, "What do you say is like a sword?"

Yang Luochen came back to his senses at this time, and returned to Manda: "Oh, I said that the ancestor of the Baiyun Sect Sword Xuan is like a sword."

Manda nodded and returned: "Later, the Great Elder of the Barbarian Clan knew that the person who split the Snow Mountain was Jian Xuan."

Yang Luochen nodded, and Mu Ye said in the sea: "Boy, if you cultivate to the level of Sword Xuan, you can only be called a sword immortal, and you can't even be considered a beginner now."

Yang Luochen didn't reply, only to see that the illusion inside the fire suddenly changed, the people of the White Cloud Sect suffered heavy losses, blood flowed on the ice, and the corpses of the people of the White Cloud Sect could be seen everywhere.

The demon cultivators in the demon capital were also beaten to pieces, and fled to the surroundings, and Jian Xuan's figure was long gone, and the cracks on the snowy mountain became clearly visible, and the battle ended somehow.

As soon as the picture turned, the barbarian people actually came to the back of the army, the leader wearing golden armor and holding the jade seal in his hand also fell in a pool of blood, and the corpses of the army stretched for several miles, and it was really corpses all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

Yang Luochen's eyes straightened, and he asked in disbelief, "Great Elder, what happened in the middle?"

Manda said slowly: "The Baiyun Sect suffered heavy losses under the hands of the demon cultivators, and Jian Xuan alone resisted most of the pressure, but he couldn't save the defeat. In the end, Gale's two million troops joined the battle, protecting the remaining 1,000 barbarians behind."

Yang Luochen asked puzzledly: "How can that mortal body be able to resist the attack of a demon cultivator, isn't this sending him to death?"

Manda sighed and said: "Alas, what the King of Dingfeng said is true, but the young master of the Gale Emperor did it back then, and mobilized all the more than two million soldiers of Gale to come to the rescue of the only 1,000 people left in the barbarians."

When Yang Luochen heard this, he asked in surprise, "Young Master Qing, why did he do this?"

Manda said slowly: "For my barbarians, and for the gale." Don't you have a saying, if the barbarians are dead, the end of the gale will be the next barbarian."

Yang Luochen still didn't understand, and then asked: "Don't say two million people, even if it is ten million, it is useless in front of the cultivators. But the battle seems to have been won, how did they win?"

Looking at the picture of death in the fire illusion, Manda returned: "With the young master's pure blood, he awakened the divine dragon in the jade seal, and helped Baiyun Sect and Jian Xuan to disperse the demon cultivators. It was a stumbling victory."

Yang Luochen suddenly stood up and asked in disbelief: "Great Elder, you said that Young Master Qing also used the golden dragon in the jade seal to repel the demon cultivator through sacrifice?"

Manda nodded, and Yang Luochen muttered to himself: "Hundred miles of long wind, young master Qing, the emperor's sacrifice can really summon the divine dragon in the jade seal, what is the origin of this jade seal, it actually existed thousands of years ago"

No one answered Yang Luochen's words, and the picture inside the fire changed again, only to see many short people and the remaining thousand people of the barbarian clan busy in the cracks of the snowy mountain, as if they were building something.

Boulders, big trees, strange combinations, and the true qi of hundreds of disciples of the Baiyun Sect are extremely busy in the picture. Suddenly, the picture changed again, a huge city 100 zhang high was embedded in the crack of the snow-capped mountain, majestic, solemn, and plugged under the crack.

Yang Luochen asked, "This is the origin of Wangmo City?"

Elder Manda nodded, the picture is constantly changing, it is a picture of the barbarian people constantly multiplying, expanding, and thriving, and there are many windy people living with them in the picture, and the barbarians and the windy people are mixed together.

After that, a group of villains slowly appeared, only the size of a child of seven or eight years old, but their beards were all white, and they slowly died, and then the people of the wind left the land of the barbarians one after another.

Only then did Yang Luochen realize that the villains in those pictures were very similar to Elder Manda, and unconsciously asked: "Elder Manda, those villains ......?"

Before Elder Manda could finish speaking, he said: "That is the child born after the barbarian people intermarried with the people of the Great Wind, and they will never grow up again when they are eight years old, and they will not live to be sixty."

"It is very difficult for the barbarians to reproduce, and in the past thousand years, there has been no war, and there is no threat from the environment, and it has only multiplied to 100,000 people until now. But the life span of the barbarians is very long, generally more than three hundred years old."

"Children born out of different races have this kind of drawback, the Emperor of Gale and I have discussed, if there is nothing to do, no longer let the people of Gale come to the barbarians, nor let the people of the barbarians go south Gale until now"

Yang Luochen was a little puzzled, and asked, "Great Elder, you said that you discussed it with Emperor Gale, could it be that this agreement was formed not long ago?"

Grand Elder Manda replied, "No, this agreement has been around for more than eight hundred years. ”

"Then you ......"

Yang Luochen looked at Manda in surprise, what Gu Manda said just now is that the children left by the intermarriage between the people of the Gale and the barbarians will not live to be sixty, why does this agreement exist for eight hundred years, this really makes Yang Luochen puzzled.

Elder Manda seemed to know what Yang Luochen was thinking, and returned: "I am the first child like this, and I am also the first child born to the Great Elder of the Barbarian Clan to intermarry with the people of the Great Wind at that time. I don't know why, but I've lived longer than anyone else."

"Two hundred years ago, I met the national teacher for the first time, he showed me the body, saying that I have a thousand years of life, and I have a huge lifespan that is different from ordinary people, in order to wait for someone"

Yang Luochen asked, "Who did he ask you to wait for?"

Elder Manda waved his hand, and the picture inside the fire changed, only to see two people standing on the city wall, and a raging fire was burning in the city, and there were also four cities burning around, and the flames were soaring to the sky.

When Yang Luochen saw this picture, he was shocked in his heart, although he couldn't see the appearance of the two people in the picture, but Yang Luochen knew who the two people in the picture were.

This picture is the picture of Yang Luochen ordering the burning of hundreds of thousands of people who were killed by the ghost cultivator of the capital and refined into walking corpses in the gale, and the five cities were all set on fire by Yang Luochen's order.

At that time, on the city wall, there were only Yang Luochen and the young master Gong who was occupied by the moon, how could Yang Luochen not be surprised, the barbarian people had never appeared in the wind at that time, but the illusion clearly appeared in the picture at that time.

Yang Luochen looked at Elder Manda in surprise and asked, "Great Elder, how can you get the picture at that time? Could it be that you were also in Gale at that time?"

Elder Manda shook his head and returned, "No, this is one of my abilities, the Barbarian Oracle"