Chapter 55: The Tale of the Dust
I saw a strange person instantly appear within ten steps in front of the brothers, this person has the characteristics of an oriental, yellow-skinned, With black eyes, a face painted with red and black paint, straight and black hair, and long chest-length hair flying in the wind, this person is now completely a primitive man or should be called an Indian image, the brothers wonder how there can be a cultivator with such an unfathomable realm of cultivation in this American land, because this person's image is similar to that of the Chinese, the brothers have no hostility towards him.
But the brothers felt the hostility transmitted from that person, and an invisible momentum pressed over, but the brothers are also the kind of people who refuse to show weakness, especially now that they have just cultivated to the divine aperture stage, their self-confidence is even more explosive, and they immediately raised their momentum to the extreme and looked back at the past.
The Red Army didn't care whether the man understood it or not, and laughed and said, "I didn't expect to meet a master of the cultivator realm in this border of America, it seems that our brothers are indeed lucky enough."
Unexpectedly, the man opened his mouth at this time and said, "I haven't seen the cultivators of the earth for a long time, you should be from the central country of the East."
As the man spoke, the brothers felt the other party's oppressive momentum ease, and they also clearly felt that the person's hostility towards them was gradually decreasing, and what surprised the brothers even more was that this person could actually speak standard Chinese, Yongjun said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to understand our language, but your image looks like the local native."
It seems that this man is not disgusted with the brothers, he is willing to talk to the brothers, he replied with a smile: "What's so strange about this, you two young people don't know more, I knew your language thousands of years ago, it was only the language of a large tribe, each tribe in the central country of the East has its own language, I know many tribal languages."
The brothers saw that he didn't have any hostility now, although this person had a strange appearance, but they also liked to talk to this person, and the Red Army said with a smile: "I can't see that you are a senior in the cultivation realm thousands of years ago, but what makes us brothers strange is how you are in this place, according to our preliminary understanding, the lack of aura here should not be suitable for cultivation."
The man looked at the sky, and after a long while, he said slowly: "I haven't told anyone the story in my heart for a long time, I originally wanted to fight with you for no reason to relieve the emotions in my heart for a long time, but now I see you but can't find any reason to want to do it, in short, I have a good impression of you two young people, if you are willing to listen, I can tell you a story."
The man knew that the brothers would not refuse, and he continued: " Thousands of years ago, there was a central country in the far east, composed of many large tribes, although the tribes respected the leader of the most powerful tribe at that time as the king, but the tribes had their own armed forces, and there were often various wars between the tribes for territory, etc., at the end of a certain dynasty, the king of that country was desolate, and the four tribes rose up against him, and finally overthrew his rule, after the death of the king, his tribesmen were besieged and intercepted by the tribes of the four directions, and finally there was no way to escape, but to flee to the overseas frontier land, and those fleeing tribesmen finally settled in that barren land, and multiplied hereใ At that time, there was a junior cultivator in the tribe who protected the tribe all the way to here, and protected his tribe to settle down here, they have fully adapted to this place and have taken root here, and it seems to be living a stable life like in the Oriental homeland, that cultivator has been here for a long time, although the cultivation realm has improved to a certain extent, but it has always been far from his expectations, he knows that if he wants to greatly improve the realm, he must go out to experience and find rare cultivation materials, so he left the tribe he has been protecting to experience everywhere, and even left this planet, when he came back many years later, he found out..............โใ The man paused, his eyes filled with extreme sadness.
The two brothers noticed the strangeness of the man, and Yongjun slowly asked, "What's the matter? What kind of situation would make such a high-level cultivator sad to such an extent, it seems that it is definitely an extraordinary thing."
The man said slowly: "When he returned to the place where the tribe multiplied, he found that there was no longer a trace of vitality in this place, there were traces of barbarian invasion everywhere, and his people were brutally slaughtered by the barbarians, the once thriving tribe has become full of holes, his people have almost been wiped out, and the only territory of the tribe has been squeezed into a very narrow area by the barbarians."
When the brothers heard this, they were also upset about this tribe, and the Red Army said indignantly: "What barbarians have done such a thing to exterminate people, if I am the cultivator, I have to go and exterminate those barbaric miscellaneous tribes to appease the hatred in my heart."
The man glanced at the brothers and continued: " I'm the cultivator, I admit that if I were a little lower in the realm of cultivation, I would definitely have the same idea as you, I also wanted to destroy the barbarian clan, but now I go to kill that group of mortals as easy as killing a group of ants, but the clansmen I lost will never come back, what's the point of this, this may be the fate of our tribesmen, but I can never get over this hurdle in my heart, and revenge is meaningless, I can only keep blaming myself for why I left in the first place, my people worship me as a protector, but I have not been able to protect them, so that they are almost wiped out by their fateโใ
The brothers were very sympathetic to the person in front of them at this moment, the huge tribe that once ruled the central country in the far east, was forced to live on the border far from their homeland, and finally gained a foothold and began to recuperate, but they were invaded by the genocide of the barbarians, and he had the ability to take revenge but could not and would not do those meaningless things, although the cultivator should be very indifferent to all the cruel changes in the world, but no matter who encounters such things, he will definitely not be able to deal with them calmly.
Yongjun said: "I understand your feelings, I feel that the depths of my soul are full of remorse and self-blame, but there is nowhere to vent, I can only frustrate in the depths of my heart, then you must have a knot in your heart now, which is very bad for cultivation, and you will easily go crazy."
The man continued: "Yes, this knot has been bothering me, since I returned to Earth, I have been staying in the heart of the tribe's recuperation, that is, in this valley, I don't want to go anywhere, I haven't thought about any cultivation, I just want to stay like this until I have completely figured out these things."
"No wonder as soon as we entered this canyon, we felt a strong breath of death, and everywhere seemed to be burning with raging fires, and I now realize that the environment within a radius of hundreds or thousands of kilometers has been eroded by your furious primordial spirit."
The man replied slowly, "Yes, the environment here has been changed by me unconsciously, maybe this is how I vent my frustration."
Yongjun said: "By the way, our brothers actually forgot to introduce themselves to you, my name is Fei Yongjun, this is my brother Fei Hongjun, and I haven't asked my predecessors what to call them."
The man said: "The surname is one of the earliest surnames handed down from ancient times in the central country of the East, in fact, if it goes back a long time, you and I should also be regarded as the same family, you can call me Ziyou."