"Do you have any proof, or do you ask yourself if you believe it?" Ye Yifan's words were full of sarcasm.

The middle-aged man was helpless, smiled bitterly, and after a sigh, a contemplative look appeared on his face, as if he was immersed in a long memory, and after a long time, he said, "Are you interested in listening to a story?"

"If it's really related to the blood luan, it doesn't hurt to hear it. Ye Yifan replied.

"Countless eras ago, at that time, the Heavenly Dao was prosperous, the order was stable, and the Six Realms and all the races were at peace and sound, until one day, the Immortal Realm sent dozens of Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses to the Underworld Tianyin Mountain to participate in the Two Realms Technique, but I never thought that overnight, the master of the Immortal Realm died, the immortal body was broken, and the divine soul dissipated, which was extremely miserable. Once again, the middle-aged man seemed to be awakened by the fear in his heart from the memory of history.

"Such a big event happened, the high-level negotiations between the two realms failed many times, and the ten saints of the fairy world jointly went to the passage of the two realms, and handed over the murderer within three days in the underworld within a limited time and issued a very high compensation demand, and the underworld side was also clueless about this matter, no matter what method could not restore the scene at that time, the two sides were deadlocked, and for a while, the tension was tense, the atmosphere was solemn, and the war was about to break out. ”

"On the evening of the third day, the Great Sage Dream Eater Beast of the Underworld, who had been living in seclusion with his wife Qingluan in the Demon Realm, returned to the Underworld in time, and through negotiations with the Immortal Realm, he bought an extra day to perform the Esophageal Technique in the Dream to trace the memories of the Heavenly Dao at that time. The esophagus in the dream is an extremely dangerous technique, and the slightest mistake will suffer from the backlash of the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the situation is urgent, and there is no room for consideration and preparation, and the dead tapir opened the esophagus in the dream under the gaze of his wife Qingluan. Speaking of this, a trace of tenderness appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, and after a slight pause, he flicked his right hand, and two stools appeared, motioning for Ye Yifan to sit down.

The middle-aged man himself sat down and continued: "The Heavenly Dao is impermanent, the Heavenly Dao is dangerous, and the Death Tapir is high in the world, and he has successfully eaten the Heavenly Dao memory in the incomparably dangerous Heavenly Dao power, but because of this, he has also caused a monstrous disaster for himself, and he not only found the reason for the death of the immortal master in the Heavenly Dao memory, but also discovered the biggest conspiracy since ancient times, and he felt extremely frightened. It was such a momentary mood fluctuation that disturbed the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao was furious, and the endless divine thunder and heavenly fire descended from the nine heavens to block the space where the Great Sages of the Two Realms were located, and at the same time, the power of the Dao Pattern ruthlessly divided the bodies and souls of the Great Sages. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's eyes revealed a strong killing intent, and the entire Shenhai space shook violently, with fierce winds, thunder and lightning going crazy, and a fierce aura permeating.

Ye Yifan exclaimed, almost falling off the seat, and his call also reminded the middle-aged man to control his emotions.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. The middle-aged man controlled his emotions, and the Shenhai space also returned to normal, the same as before.

"It's okay, just go ahead. I think I'm interested in what you're talking about. Ye Yifan sat up straight, with an indifferent expression on his face, without the slightest hint of irony before. He already believed what the middle-aged man said, and there was a vague feeling that the story the middle-aged man was telling was somehow related to him.

"The power of the Heavenly Dao did not kill the tapir, but trapped its central system, allowing him to watch the Great Sage of the Two Realms die in pain and wail in front of him, and then let him watch his wife being refined to death in the Dao Yan, who can imagine that feeling, a moment ago it was still a loving lover, but at this moment he could only watch his lover die in such pain in front of him, the dead tapir only felt that the world was spinning, and his heart was extremely sad, but he was not even qualified to accompany his wife to Huangquan. The middle-aged man's face was filled with guilt and grief, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

After a slight pause, he continued: "There is no limit to the cruelty of the Heavenly Dao, and then it in turn devours the Heavenly Dao memory obtained by the Dead Tapir, which makes all the efforts of the Dead Tapir in vain, and the memory is only the cause and effect of all this, but there is no impression of the Heavenly Dao memory. This is not over, the power of the Heavenly Dao then turned the body of the dead tapir into a place of annihilation, refining his divine soul into two mirrors of heaven and earth, helping the Heavenly Dao to act, supervising the living beings in the world, just like this, I don't know how many epochs have passed, I only know that the dead tapir has slept eighty times, and each sleep is the time when all living beings are destroyed and reborn, and there is no need for the supervision of the dead tapir, in other words, the universe has been destroyed eighty times, but the dead tapir still exists. ”

Hearing this, Ye Yifan was shocked, unable to understand why this universe was destroyed eighty times, and what power could do it, so he interjected and asked, "What kind of force is so domineering? Even the power of the Heavenly Dao cannot destroy all living beings in the universe." ”

"Hey, I don't know, but I'm sure it has something to do with the Heavenly Dao anomaly. ”

Since even the middle-aged man didn't know, Ye Yifan let go of the doubts in his heart and continued to listen carefully to his story.

The tapir clearly remembered that at least five epochs had passed since the time of his slumber, but he was still awake, that is, after the last awakening, he felt that the power that bound him began to wane, and he was gradually able to control part of his will, he didn't know what the reason was, but he felt that the heavenly way had changed from the majesty of the sea to the trickle of a stream. He had guessed that it might be an irreversible change in the order of the Heavenly Dao. ”

Until 20,000 years ago, he felt a monstrous aura of anger, belonging to a Shinto powerhouse, he had never seen such a strong anger breath, and in curiosity, he devoured part of the dream of this strong man, but did not find the reason for his anger, but the feeling told him that the anger of this strong man was related to what happened to him, and finally, the dead tapir decided to fall into a dream, into the dream of this strong man. ”

Sure enough, after some communication between the two of them in the dream, they came to a conclusion like a fantasy, but as soon as the tapir left the dream of the strong man, that conclusion could not be remembered, and then several attempts were the same result, and in desperation, the tapir had to give up, but before that, he did something that he didn't know why, maybe it was for inheritance, in order to keep falling away with Qingluan's memory, maybe it was related to that conclusion, he spent a lot of mental power with the help of Shinto powerhouses, Deprived his beloved wife Qingluan of his life breath and soul fluctuations from the depths of his memory, combined with half of his own essence blood and divine soul, condensed into an egg, and remained in the dream of a Shinto powerhouse. ”

After that, every once in a while, the tapir would enter the dream of the strong man, infusing his child with blood and nourishment. After ten years of this, the little life inside the egg began to take shape, and the faint soul fluctuations made the tapir extremely excited and happy, and he felt that this life was only meaningful to this. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and after another year, he couldn't contact that strong man again, as if there was no such peerless strong man in this world, everything was like a dream of Nan Ke. The dead tapir was devastated and desperate, and once its temperament changed drastically, and the dream of frantically devouring living beings was still the kind of evil devouring soul. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of remorse, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and his voice was a little choked.

"Fortunately, the lost self-inflicted tapir met a strange ordinary person, his dream was empty, not even a trace of color, this person is obviously an ordinary human being, he doesn't know the slightest way to practice, but when the tapir falls into a dream, he can imprison the tapir in his sea of consciousness, completely immobile. ”

"It turns out that this ordinary person's name is Ye Zhengming, a humane and extremely pure person, reincarnated for hundreds of lifetimes, after suffering, only to protect the pure land, he does not know how to practice, but he resists external humiliation with the law of the human race, fights out of the prestige, and is called the emperor of war by all souls. The middle-aged man turned to ask Ye Yifan, "You shouldn't be a stranger to this person?"

When Ye Yifan heard Ye Zhengming's three words, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but flow down, he didn't expect to hear information about his grandfather in this place, and he was sad and excited in his heart.

"That's my grandfather!" Ye Yifan said with a little pride, with such a heroic grandfather, he should be proud.

"Your grandfather is amazing. The middle-aged man praised him heartily and continued: "After Ye Zhengming had insight into the thinking of the dead tapir and understood the tragic life of the dead tapir, he decided to help the dead tapir find the child, he comforted and promised to find the child for the dead tapir, which made the dead tapir regain a trace of clarity, and he blessed the dead tapir's spiritual body with a layer of humane seal, which released the dead tapir's spirit and sent it back directly." ”

After about two hundred years, Ye Zhengming went through three lifetimes, and finally found the child of the dead tapir, a lifeless egg, in a lost space. He communicated with the dead tapir and told the truth. In addition to grief, the helpless Dead Tapir decided to transform his child into an underworld, after 7749 days of infusion of the underworld and endless invading of the underworld, the originally lifeless egg began to regain a wisp of vitality, but it was just a wisp of anti-heaven vitality that burst out after the extreme death, and it was not allowed to be in the way of heaven. ”

Then, the dead tapir fell into a long coma due to the large energy consumption, and his child was handed over to Ye Zhengming to take care of, which is why you can meet the Netherworld Blood Luan in Xishan Village. ”

Speaking of which, the story is already very clear, the middle-aged man retracted his thoughts, looked at the Netherworld Blood Luan who once again broke away from Ye Yifan's sea of knowledge and appeared in front of him with kind eyes, and said with some excitement: "I am the dead tapir in the story, and you are my bloodline, my child." ”

Nether Blood Luan actually believed that the strong man in front of him was his father, and it obviously didn't know how to face such a scene with a simple mind, even though it was still just a bird.

"Come on, your father is great. The corners of Ye Yifan's eyes were already moist, he was naturally happy to see that Xueluan had found his father, and at the same time, a bitterness was revealed in his heart, and he could find his parents to untie the knot in his heart.

The middle-aged man, that is, the dead tapir, had tears flowing out, and opened his arms with anticipation, looking forward to the arrival of Xueluan.

The blood luan slowly flew towards the dead tapir, and looked back at Ye Yifan countless times, and in Ye Yifan's encouraging eyes, it finally pounced on the arms that had already been opened.

"Haha, okay, I'm so happy, I'm so happy......" The dead tapir hugged the blood luan, churning excitedly, and was a little incoherent with joy.

After a long time, after a long time of communication, the dead tapir and Xueluan have become somewhat intimate, worthy of being father and son, and blood dissolves in water.

"Yifan, this is the heart of Zimu, the holy medicine of refining the body. The dead tapir held the blood luan in his right hand, and with his left hand, he took out a piece of purple qi lingering tree root from his arms and handed it to Ye Yifan.

"Thank you. Ye Yifan thanked him again and again and took the heart of Zimu.

"No thanks, on the contrary, I should thank you for helping me take care of the blood luan, and I will continue to trouble you to take care of it for me in the future. I'll send you away first, and as for Xueluan, it needs to be in retreat with me for a while, and when it comes out, I'll send it directly to you. After the tapir finished speaking, he chatted with Ye Yifan for a few more words. He sent Ye Yifan out of the Shenhai space.

When Ye Yifan regained his vision again, he had already left the inky forest. Before he could see his surroundings clearly, he was pulled by a ray of sunlight and headed towards the sky, and he knew that it was a flying fish picking him up.

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