The reason why it is said that it is untouchable is because the tribe is far away from the barren valley where the desolate beasts are entrenched, and for tens of thousands of years, there has never been a precedent for the desolate beasts to dare to invade any tribe, not to mention such a tragic massacre, and secondly, the tribe is too confident in the outer protective barrier of the tribe, so that the moment the fence is broken, the last line of defense in people's hearts also collapses, and the strength of the Red Flame Giant is too strong, and the immortal cultivators in the tribe are unmatched, and the fierce arrogance cannot be suppressed in the slightest, so that the Red Flame Giant Fierce is unscrupulous and kills the clansmenFrom the above three points alone, it is enough to explain the passivity and disaster brought to the tribe by this giant revenge massacre.

Kong Xuan woke up, not only for the Kong family, but also for the already broken tribe.

The moment Kong Xuan opened his eyes, the boulder that had been hanging high in the heart of the patriarch for a long time finally fell. But looking at the clansmen who were in disarray and corpses all over the ground, a burst of sorrow surged in his heart, and he actually puffed and knelt down facing the ruins of the tribe.

"My deceased clansmen, swear to the immortal fire phoenix from the fire that they will regroup and will not let my Feng tribe disappear under Luoxia Mountain like this. ”

With that, the surviving clansmen followed the fire and knelt down one after another, pulled out the dagger at their waists, slashed their fingertips, and drew blood from their foreheads to their jaws. This is the promise of the Feng clan to the deceased, and the Feng clan people call this ritual "Underworld Deed".

After Kong Xuan's fall, the tribe was brutally slaughtered by a giant murderer, and Kong Xuan could not see the tragic state. Only then did he wake up, and his former home was already dilapidated, with no place to stay, and his heart was full of grief and hatred.

In addition to grief and hatred, he knows that if he wants to grow, he must face reality bravely.

Kong Xuan slowly got up, facing the tribe, and moved forward with heavy steps.

"Bangdang~"

Kong Xuan stopped, his face was haggard, and his eyes slowly fell, it was a stone bowl, a broken stone bowl full of cracks.

He bent down and picked up the stone bowl, his hand trembling uncontrollably, as if the stone bowl in his hand was about to fall off from his hand.

He could no longer support his tired body, and once again he fell to his knees, hugged the stone bowl tightly in his arms, wept bitterly, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "I want to be strong, I want to be strong, I want to protect my family!"

Xiangning wanted to step forward to comfort her, but was stopped by Kong Muyang: "Ning'er, let Xuan'er cry, let him turn the resentment in his heart into shouts and vent it all." ”

Xiangning looked at her son with distress, she didn't know what to do, so she could only follow everyone and look at him quietly.

After crying for a while, Kong Xuan slowly raised his head buried deep in his knees, his eyes were already covered with bloodshots, and his vision was blurry.

"That's the old banyan tree we always climbed when we were children, that's the fence that the tribesmen worked hard to build, that's the house where the tribesmen live, that's my home..."

Tears would roll down every time they overflowed his eyes, and the tears that had been warm crossed his cheeks felt cold.

Kong Xuan knelt in front of the ruins, looking at the once happy home, but now it was a mess, and when he looked around, he couldn't help but be distracted.

Gu Qiu walked to Kong Xuan's side, stopped and said: "Child, the road of cultivating immortals is not only the so-called continuous improvement of strength, stronger than others, but more importantly, cultivating the mind, making important choices in the face of the edge of life and death, in addition to your ability to withstand pressure, face it correctly and bravely, this is the only way for you to grow, and it is the foundation of your path to cultivating immortals, I hope you can temporarily let go of the hatred in your heart, you still have a long way to go, remember that immortal cultivators should cultivate their minds, cultivate themselves, and take into account each other, so as to have the qualifications of the Epiphany Avenue." ”

After saying that, Gu Qiu jumped forward, his body was light, like a cloud flying away, and disappeared from people's sight.

"Daddy!"

Seeing Gu Qiu leaving, Xiang Ning hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, but Gu Qiu was like this, and the matter was already meritorious, so he felt that there was no need to stay, so as not to be embarrassed to part.

Kong Xuan looked at the back of his grandfather's departure and recalled his grandfather's words.

Maybe in the past, Kong Xuan couldn't understand the deep meaning at all, but today, this made him unforgettable for a day, he listened to this sentence into his heart, he understood the weight of responsibility, understood his insignificance in the vast land, only let go of the hatred in his heart, cherish what he has in front of him can he have an epiphany.

Kong Xuan turned around, his eyes were facing the direction of the ancestral land of Fengming Mountain, his expression was full of perseverance and unwillingness, he was sure of his heart, he wanted to go to the ancestral land, practice great power, he used to live to find himself, today, he wants to live for those clansmen who care for themselves and place their expectations on themselves.

Led by the fire, everyone followed, and gathered around Kong Xuan, and said from the fire: "Kong Xuan, now, the tribe has been destroyed, the tribe has been slaughtered, and people can't be resurrected after death, you don't blame yourself too much, this is a fixed number in the underworld, although the tribe has been destroyed, but my tribe is not extinct, as long as we twist into a rope, the same enemy, in the future, we are not afraid of not being able to regroup, revitalize our department, at the moment our priority is to go to the ancestral land to participate in the ancestral sacrifice." ”

Suffering such variables in one day is nothing more than a tragic blow to Kong Xuan at a young age.

Although he said that he put it down, he was a flesh and blood man after all, and it was so painful to see his people being killed because of himself, but he was powerless.

Right now, the Red Flame Giant Murderer has been killed by his grandfather, and the great revenge can be regarded as revenge, but in the face of the deceased clansmen and the broken tribe, there is an indescribable helplessness in his heart.

Kong Xuan wiped away the tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth, his eyebrows were locked, his fists were clenched, and the green tendons filled every inch of his body.

Suddenly, Kong Xuan turned around and walked in the direction of Fengming Mountain.

Regardless of whether the variables of the tribe today are fixed in the heavens and the dark, or the special course for Kong Xuan's growth, for Kong Xuan, this is undoubtedly a disaster, a disaster that is enough to break a person's heart.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the golden afterglow sprinkled every inch of the tribe.

A group of fourteen people stood on the hillside not far from the tribe, facing the afterglow of the sun, and their figures gradually lengthened.

Everyone stopped and looked back, and the broken tribe was faintly visible.

Led by the patriarch Lihuo, a group of fourteen people knelt on the ground facing the tribe, which was the last farewell to their former homeland.

Lihuo spread out his palms and placed them in front of him, his eyes slightly closed, and his back was facing the setting sun: "The great sun, let your golden afterglow spread over the bodies of my people, and lead them to the most beautiful distance, where there is no hunger, no cold, and no great claws, may they enjoy eternal peace." ”