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"How can this be?" Yang Jian couldn't help but ask.

The old man said: "It is said that it is because the human race gradually became stronger ten thousand years ago and is about to become one of the five major races in heaven and earth, and the Emperor of Heaven is afraid that the human race will get out of control, so he suppresses the human race everywhere.

At that time, the human race had no intention of breaking away from the control of the heavenly court, but the emperor of heaven was pressing forward step by step, and many things were too much, and the human race could not bear it, and the Holy Emperor Fuxi led the human race to break with the heavenly court in a fit of anger. ”

The old man took a few breaths, and then said: "I heard that the Emperor of Heaven was furious at that time, and even personally fought a big battle with the Fuxi Holy Emperor, and it is said that the Fuxi Holy Emperor won.

Regarding the battle between the Holy Emperor of Fuxi and the Emperor of Heaven, there is no clear record, and I don't know whether it is true or not.

However, it is clearly recorded that the human race broke with the heavenly court 10,000 years ago and became independent, and the gods in the heavens cut off contact with us.

After the Terran and the Heavenly Court broke up, the psychics of our Terran race could not borrow the power of the Heavenly Gods.

Moreover, since then, the totems of various tribes have also fallen asleep, or rather disappeared.

Legend says that the Emperor of Heaven sent the gods to kill these totems, and I don't know if this legend is true or not, anyway, more and more tribes have been unable to communicate with the totems for 10,000 years, and borrowed them

It's less than the power of the totem.

To this day, only a few tribes can still communicate with the totem, and most of the rest have lost contact with their own tribe's totem.

Our tribe was one of the majority, and one of the first to break ties with the totem.

If I can't communicate with the gods and totems, I'm useless as a psychic.

A few days ago, in order to resist the demon, I used a secret method to forcibly communicate with it, not only did I not communicate with the totem, but I also made myself look like this.

Now, I'm just a little sharper, and I don't have any other powers. ”

Yang Jian heard this, and immediately fell silent, based on his feelings, he thought that the legend should be true, the Fuxi Holy Emperor should have won the Heavenly Emperor, and those totems were probably also killed by the Heavenly Court.

From the old man's words, Yang Jian found that it was extremely difficult for the human race to go all the way.

When the Terrans rose, no force wanted the Terrans to rise, and on the way to becoming one of the five major races, I don't know how many battles took place and how much blood flowed.

And now, although it is one of the five major races, each of the other major races is not weaker than the human race, and they are not on good terms with the human race, and the heavenly court is also the enemy of the human race.

Now, Yang Jian somewhat understands why the monsters here are in trouble, but there is no one to take care of them.

"Can you tell me more about the totem?" Yang Jian asked after a while.

"Totem is the guardian spirit of the tribe, it may be birds and beasts, it may be flowers and plants, it may be wind, rain, thunder and lightning, gold, wood, water, fire and earth and other forces, and it may even be sand, stone, or it may be the ancestral spirit of your own tribe.

Each tribe will believe in and make offerings to something close to them, and these things will gain wisdom and strength through this belief and offering.

Then they will give each member of the tribe that worships them some special powers, and the totem will also show its form to fight and protect the tribe in times of crisis.

The totem is the patron saint of every tribe, the most loyal ally, the most reliable being. ”

Listening to the explanation, Yang Jian couldn't help but secretly think: "Aren't these totems the early gods? No wonder the Emperor of Heaven does not allow it." ”

Yang Jian became more and more sure that those disappeared totems had been cleaned up by Heavenly Court.

At this time, the old man said: "Our tribe is said to be a big tribe of the human race 10,000 years ago, and the totem enshrined is Kunpeng, it is said that 10,000 years ago, the ancestors of our tribe will get the blessing of speed from the totem, each of which is as fast as the wind, and the ancestors of our tribe have also summoned Kunpeng to follow the Fuxi Holy Emperor to fight, and have made great contributions to the human race."

However, these are just legends now, and our tribe is now about to be cut off. ”

After that, the person who came suddenly took out a piece of animal skin from his bosom, handed it to Yang Jian and said: "This is the totem that our tribe has been inheriting, although it can't help you anything, but since you are interested, I will leave it to you."

If you're lucky enough not to die, pass it on to future generations and let future generations know that there was once such a tribe. ”

Yang Jian solemnly took the animal skin, but he couldn't tell what kind of animal skin it was.

He looked at the animal skin again, and there was a pattern, which was very simple, that is, a picture of a bird, and it was extremely abstract, and he could not see the species, just like the work of kindergarten students in the world before he crossed over.

However, Yang Jian did not dare to be disrespectful.

Yang Jian carefully put away the animal skin and asked, "What is the name of our tribe?"

The old man couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then highlighted two words: "Nanming"

"Nanming?"

Yang Jian suddenly remembered a few words from Zhuangzi's getaway: "There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun." The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. It is a bird, and the sea will migrate to the south. ”

"Is it a coincidence or is it related?"

Yang Jian was puzzled, so he wanted to ask the old man, but when he looked at the old man, he found that the old man had already gone.

Since the psychic is the guardian of the tribes of the human race 10,000 years ago, with a 10,000-year heritage, this old man must know a lot of secrets.

Moreover, he may have a lot of powerful secret methods on him.

Moreover, even if the psychic does not have the status of 10,000 years ago, his status in the tribe will not be low, and he must know more about the outside world than ordinary people.

In short, there must be many secrets in this old man, Yang Jian really wants to talk to him again, learn more things from him, and if possible, even get the inheritance of the psychic.

It's a pity that Yang Jian came too late, and the old man couldn't hold on anymore and left with many secrets and precious inheritances.

Yang Jian is very regretful, but the matter has come to this point, and no matter how much he doubts, he can't change anything.

He made a pit in this square, hastily buried the old man, kowtowed to him a few times, and left the tribe.

Walking out of the tribe, Yang Jian began to seriously think about where to go.

At this moment, he doesn't have a strong strength, he can't even compete with ordinary demons, in addition, there are many dangers when walking outside, he really shouldn't show his head at this moment, the best choice at the moment is to hide and improve his cultivation.

The second option was to go east to find the great tribe of the Terrans, as the old man said before leaving.

However, the life and death of his uncle and gourd baby are unknown, how can he cultivate or leave with peace of mind?

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Jian still decided to go to the snake and scorpion cave, even if he hid outside and squatted to eavesdrop, he always had to find out the situation of his uncle and a few gourd babies.