In this world, the territory is limited, but there are some hidden places that stand in a certain corner of the world, and no one knows it.

Yanhuang Village is one of the mysterious places that few people know!

As the name suggests, this is a small village, where more than 100 families live, and they eat all grains and grains, which is inconspicuous.

The young man followed Song Sandao all the way, and Rao couldn't remember the complicated road the two walked with his divine memory.

He only knew that this was near the junction of the earth-level territory and the heaven-level territory, and the rest was unknown.

Even with Song Sandao's footsteps, the two of them rushed for more than half a month to come here.

At this moment, in front of the two of them were several huge sword peaks that were towering and tall, as if they were towering above the clouds. From a distance, it is full of vitality and vitality.

Several towering huge peaks are connected by a winding ridge road, shaped like a swimming dragon, and the undulating undulations have a majestic ancient meaning pressing on people's hearts.

It is like a sacred mountain descending from the sky, and the momentum is majestic and magnificent.

This is Henglong Ridge, which is said to be transformed by a true dragon guarding Yanhuang Village, suppressing the leylines of this realm and intercepting all natural and man-made disasters for the people of Yanhuang Village.

"It's so strong, why haven't I seen this huge mountain range one moment ago, but the next moment it suddenly appeared in front of me? Could it be that there is a big array nearby? Why didn't I perceive the existence of a formation here?"

The young man asked with confusion in emotion.

Song Sandao nodded approvingly: "You are indeed very talented in the formation, but your current realm is far from enough, and it is normal that you can't detect those naturally generated secret arrays." ”

"A naturally occurring array?"

"Well, this place is called Henglong Ridge, which is a naturally generated pure land, covered by a large natural array, and wrapped in a formation along with the village behind it. Those who don't know this formation will never be able to enter here. ”

"And the rear of Henglongling, which is the destination of our trip, Yanhuang Village! You have to remember, after entering the village, try not to have any quarrels with people, and you must have a good relationship with the villagers, you know?"

Song Sandao looked at the young man and said, his expression became a little complicated, as if he was quite concerned about this place.

"I understand!" the young man nodded and said, "Uncle, when will you rescue my friend?"

Song Sandao said angrily: "I will go to the village if I send you to the village, it will take more than a year to bring them back, you kid is in a hurry, it's useless." ”

"Oh. The boy nodded in low spirits.

"Let me tell you, don't waste more than a year of time for me, what's wrong if you can't cultivate Yuan Li, then you can practice in a different direction for me. Song Sandao said.

"Got it, I'll study the Great Array of Qimen Dunjia more!" the young man said.

"You naturally have to study more about the Qimen Dunjia lineage, but it's just that I'm not talking about it. Let me tell you, this is a rare opportunity for everyone who is lucky enough to enter Yanhuang Village, in order to express the friendliness and good attitude towards friends, there will be villagers who will take you to the ancestral hall to choose a book of ancient practice as a gift for the first meeting. What you have to remember is that no matter how powerful and attractive you are to the secret techniques of the exercises, you can only choose a book called "Nine Forgings", if you listen to me, it must be the most suitable for you now!"

Song Sandao said in a slightly solemn tone.

"Nine forgings, is it very powerful, uncle?" said the young man's eyes brightened.

"Awesome is awesome, but it's not so easy to practice. You need to go through all that unspeakable pain, do you think you can handle it?"

Song Sandao said with anticipation.

The boy was silent for a moment before he said, "What kind of pain is that?"

Song Sandao shook his head: "You'll know when you see it." He didn't seem to want to say more.

"Oh. ”

Climbing over two smaller peaks, the two climbed up the crevice in the middle of the mountain and continued their journey into the depths. It was the first time for the boy to come here, and he couldn't help but look around curiously at the scenery along the way.

It may be due to the fact that outsiders can't enter, but the lush flowers and trees around are all verdant and stout, and there is everything. What hundred-year-old sesame grass, thousand-year-old medicinal flowers, and 10,000-year-old trees abound, and people who don't know how to do it still think that they are all artificially planted fakes.

The boy secretly made up his mind that when he left, he must be swept away, although he can't use them to cultivate and increase his Yuan Force, but even if he takes them back to stir-fry, it's good, just like the Shengyang grass, which has a super terrifying aphrodisiac effect for ordinary people, and when the time comes, I believe that it will be able to sell a lot of silver.

The young man also asked his uncle why the people in the village didn't pick these treasures? In this regard, Song Sandao explained that there were only two words, clan rules!

Yanhuang Village is almost completely detached from the outside world, including information. From birth to the present, many people have never known that there is a city and people on the other side of the mountain, and they think that their village has occupied all the space in the world.

Therefore, most of the people outside the entire Henglong Ridge are not clear, and the small number of villagers follow the rules set by their ancestors and have never stepped outside the village.

I have to say that the boy is becoming more and more curious about the story of Yanhuang Village, what kind of thing happened that would cause a group to exile themselves for nearly 10 million years......

After crossing the cracks of dozens of miles of mountain roads, the legendary Henglong Ridge, which was transformed by the body of a real dragon, was trampled under the feet of the two.

The mottled ancient bluestone ridge shows the ancient appearance of Cangsang baptized by years of wind and frost. Even if it is not like the lake bridges that live in front of the busy city, the straw sandals of passers-by have worn out their skins, but they are also full of another colorful imprint that bears witness to the passage of time.

At the end of Henglong Ridge, there is a bluestone stele held up by a giant tortoise, which is engraved with dense inscriptions that people can't understand, according to Song Sandao, this stele once fell from the sky at the most ancient time, enlightened by the creatures of this world, and guided all souls to step into the road of longevity with heaven and earth".

Of course, this is also a legend, not to mention the ancient opening of the world, just many stories from the ancient moon and the gods can no longer be verified, after all, the time has been too long.

The young man paused for a while, looking at the inscription engraved on it, and his thoughts couldn't help but become a little confused, and the faintly broken fragments in his mind flashed away, and he couldn't tell what he felt.

"Let's go. Song Sandao patted the young man on the shoulder and led him to continue walking.

"By the way, uncle, how can anyone live for tens of millions of years? Wouldn't that live with heaven and earth?

Feeling the chaotic fragments that suddenly appeared in his mind, the boy couldn't help but think of the words of the Rakshasa Devil Mother and Son, who had said that more incredible things would happen in the future, and the boy didn't know what the so-called incredible things were.

"Self-sealing at the cost of corrupting gods and demons and depleting the blood of gods and demons can indeed help ancient gods and demons reappear in the afterlife. But that's all because the Heavenly Master King has forced them into a complete power! As I told you before, because there is no energy in the Lost Land that can be absorbed, those powerful monks of the alien race can only watch their cultivation fall down little by little, until finally turn into a pile of terrible dry bones, and annihilate in this world forever. ”

"And now, although they have abandoned their god and demon bodies, as long as they can continue to live, they will one day rebuild again. Choosing between death and serious injury, almost everyone knows how to choose, and these plans have long been no secret in the upper echelons of the Ten Great Families. The reason why they are not moved is not only because there are too many ghosts in the Lost Lands, but also because they have the terrifying nature of their respective clans. ”

"It's not that they have lived for tens of millions of years, it can only be said that they are in a dormant stage in the time between the past and the present. You should understand that, right?" Song Sandao explained.

"If the past and the present are the same as the enchantments, what's the point of all that they're doing?" the boy asked.

"Of course it makes sense!" Song Sandao looked at him deeply: "You will always know in the future." ”

"Why later?" said the boy, puzzled.

"Because it's not the time yet. ”

Song Sandao said and glanced at the young man. To be honest, he was really worried that the boy would fall into that state of panic all day long after knowing the truth. That would be too bad, after all, he is involved in the future development of all races, and there is no room for sloppiness.

"Okay. ”

The young man understood Song Sandao's character, and knew that once the latter made a decision, it would be useless for him to force it, so he could only endure that curiosity.

Stepping into the boundary behind the stone monument, the boy could see that there were many small houses made of stone in an orderly row in the village not far away.

"It's here. Song Sandao pointed to a bluestone house, took out a long sword in his hand, held it in his hand, and continued to walk towards the village.

"Sasa~"

The branches of several emerald green ancient trees at the entrance of Yanhuang Village shook slightly for a while, and then instantly returned to calm.

Although it was only for a short moment, the young man still looked thoughtful, looked down at the ordinary looking long sword, and glanced at the surrounding environment, but never spoke.

After Song Sandao took the young man to the entrance of the village, he respectfully bowed to the only huge ancient tree there with its roots exposed: "Shuzu Wan'an!"

The young man also drew a gourd in the same way, knelt on the ground, and bowed respectfully.

"Sass~"

The sound of the leaves on the huge ancient tree was tingling, with a sense of joy, like a kind elder meeting his favorite junior.

"Gaba" sounded, and an arm-sized branch fell directly on the young man's head, and the young man subconsciously held it in his hand.

"Xie Shuzu!" Song Sandao bowed respectfully.

............

After the two of them had entered the village completely, the young man held the branch and said, "Uncle, this ......"

"Don't ask, don't ask!"

Song Sandao said with a slight condensation: "If you put this away closely, it will be of great benefit to your future." ”

The young man said helplessly: "Why does it always feel so mysterious............