"Our barbarian ......" Su Ming glanced at Feng Lao and did not speak, he agreed with these five words, but it was more of an indescribable complexity, which originated from the new name of the ancestor of the Taici family.

Barbarian number four.

If there is a fourth, then there may not be a fifth or even a sixth, but there must be a third, a second and a ...... One.

Who are they......

"With the mind and means of Lieshan Xiu, if I have a calculating heart, then maybe I ...... It's one of the one, two, and three. Su Ming's expression was calm, not revealing the slightest inner thoughts, all this was just his speculation, maybe it was true, maybe it was false.

Just as a person can not hurt others, but he must be wary of others, because ...... This is the world of cultivation, this is the world of the jungle, and this is the cruel era of one wrong step and no one can recover.

Feng Lao walked between heaven and earth, Su Ming was by his side, the two of them stepped on the void, walking slowly, Yurou and Chihuohou, and the two big dogs, one black and one yellow, followed behind, galloping all the way.

"In this land, in the entire Black Ink Star, more than half of the clansmen in every family have been planted with barbarian seeds, and subtly they no longer think of themselves as monks, but have accepted the title of barbarians. Feng Lao spoke slowly, and his voice echoed slowly in the wind.

"We control eighty percent of the transactions between the entire Black Ink Star and the outside world every year, and we can decide how much a certain item trades, and if we control here, we control a lifeline between the Divine Source Star Sea and the Four True Realms.

The competition has never decreased, and every once in a while, the strength of the outside world will come to snatch the resources on this black ink star. For example, this Taici family was a clan that broke through the void of a foreign witch path back then, but it was secretly divided and disabled by us here, until today...... Even if none of his people provoke you, it won't be long before we wipe them out. Feng Lao's voice swirled in this heaven and earth, and he took Su Ming through the mountains. I have walked through long rivers and made plains.

"Don't you think that after coming to the Black Ink Star, you don't have that feeling too strange?" Turning his head and looking at Su Ming with a smile.

"The mountains and rivers here, the plains here, the landforms here...... If you look closely, you can see ...... Everything has traces of being transformed, transformed into ...... The barbarian world we remember. After Feng Lao finished speaking, he no longer spoke, but looked at Su Ming quietly.

Su Ming was silent. He had made some observations about this before, and now he has seen the clues along the way, as the old man Feng said, the landform here is ...... There will always be something that makes him feel familiar.

"In the distance is Moqi City, where the Mo family has strict rules, and it is also ...... The family with the weakest control in our control is the alien core group from the Divine Source Star Sea, and they ...... There are places where they are proud. "All the way. Su Ming saw too many families, and at this moment, Feng Lao's voice came from his ears, and he followed his gaze. Su Ming saw a majestic ...... in the distance The City of Strange Beasts!

It was a huge black unicorn, this unicorn stood on the ground, its head raised to the sky, with a look of longing, like looking up at the sky, looking at the stars of his hometown.

This black unicorn is a million miles in size, and at a glance it looks almost boundless, and a huge coercion fluctuates from there, and the strength of this coercion seems to be somewhat the same as the birth and death of the palm.

Feng Lao didn't take Su Ming to Moqi City. Instead, after bypassing, he took Su Ming to almost the entire Black Ink Star, including Xingfan City.

Until finally, when the sky was getting dark, he took Su Ming to a mountain range on the Black Ink Star, which was like a dragon's back. It was as if Wolong was asleep, and the mountain was pitch black.

Looking down from the sky, I could vaguely see that on one of the highest peaks of the mountain range, there seemed to be a man standing, this person was extremely tall and burly, and standing there, there was even a sense of grandeur than the mountain at his feet.

It seems that wherever he is, everything around him will be centered on him, and even the world in this area seems to be different from the surroundings, with a sense of depression, as if in the ...... Bow down to this man.

Su Ming could only vaguely see the back of this person, but as he approached Feng Lao, this back slowly became clear, until it was completely clear, and Su Ming's expression revealed a touch of complexity.

Because...... This is not a living person, but a stone sculpture.

The ...... of Lieshan Shu Stone carving!!

Old Feng descended and stood next to the stone carving, Su Ming stood there silently, his eyes fell on the stone carving, silent.

"You're late. After a long time, Feng Lao sighed lightly and spoke calmly to Su Ming.

"This is not a stone sculpture, this is 8,000 years ago, Lord Lieshan stood here, watching the sunrise and sunset, as if thinking about something, after three years, his body became a stone sculpture, his soul disappeared, and his vitality disappeared. ”

But before his soul disappeared, the old man and the old man heard the divine thoughts of the barbarian god.

He told us that he went to a ...... Where the fate of our barbarians can be decided, he may never come back in this life, and if he does not return for ten thousand years, then everything he creates belongs to the barbarian gods who will come later.

If the coming barbarian god wants to seek him, then ...... It's going to be a battle of barbarian gods!

The old man didn't quite understand what the barbarian god was referring to, but I think you should understand. Feng Lao was silent for a moment, glanced at Su Ming meaningfully, took a few steps back, sat down cross-legged hundreds of zhang away, closed his eyes and didn't speak again.

Su Ming's expression was as usual, outsiders couldn't see what he was thinking, and when Feng Lao retreated, he raised his head and looked at the statue in front of him, and walked over, and in the proof of the statue, he saw the appearance of Lie Shan Xiu.

It was a face full of vicissitudes, with a sense of righteousness, and the depth in his eyes was already profound even if it turned into a stone sculpture, and a feeling of sadness was felt by Su Ming when he looked at this statue.

Lieshan Xiu just looked at the sky like that, as if thinking about something.

Looking at Lieshan Xiu, he looked like this, which was in line with Su Ming's impression of Lieshan Xiu in his heart, not the gloom revealed in the despicable and barbarian methods he had seen before.

"Give me the right to choose......" After a long time, Su Ming muttered, saying a voice that only he could hear.

The words left by Lieshan Xiu are not complicated, they are very intuitive, Feng Lao said that he didn't understand that it was false, it was that he didn't want to understand, what the answer was, it was not that he could decide, but that he was qualified to decide, and he could choose the path.

The only person who can be qualified to go down this path is the barbarian god.

Whether it is one generation, two generations, three or four generations...... As long as it is recognized by the barbarian land, as long as it has won the hearts of the barbarian people, then ...... He is qualified to follow this path.

Time passed slowly, and Su Ming kept looking at the statue of Lieshan Xiu until the night passed, and when the sky was bright again, Su Ming stood next to the statue of Lieshan Xiu, and also raised his head and looked at the sky.

His actions are the same as the statue of Lieshan Xiu, although he is not as tall and burly as Lieshan Xiu, but he stands there, and he still has the meaning of heaven and earth at his feet.

He just looked at the sky and watched silently.

One, two, three......

There are gradually a series of figures coming quietly on this mountain range, and the first one to arrive is the old man who Su Ming once saw on the light curtain, sitting cross-legged on the body of a huge octopus, which is the rain general among the four generals of wind, jade, thunder, and fog.

His old appearance was very similar to Feng Lai, and when he came calmly, he sat silently beside Feng Lao, neither of them spoke, but sat there, as if waiting for Su Ming's choice.

The passage of time has caused many figures to appear behind them, all of them are old men, all of them are highly respected members of the Lieshan family, they rarely go out on weekdays, but now they ...... But they all came here, looked at Su Ming's back in a complicated way, and chose to sit down cross-legged and wait.

Half a month later, there were nearly a hundred people waiting, their eyes were focused on Su Ming, but Su Ming couldn't notice it, he looked at the sky, he was thinking, what was Lieshan Xiu looking at back then.

After watching it for half a month, Su Ming saw the sunrise and sunset more than ten times, but he didn't have an answer, until half a month later, Su Ming looked at the sky, and he suddenly understood.

There was nothing in the sky, and what Lieshan Xiu saw back then was not the sky, but its ...... Self is its ...... Inside, he was hesitating, thinking about something.

"Barbarian God Battle......" Su Ming said softly.

"But I don't want to fight. Su Ming looked at the sky.

"If you don't fight, if you don't come back for another two thousand years, then everything here is left to me...... Is this what you're going to tell me, your choice?

But how do I think, all this is a mirror, all this is not your real choice, your final choice is to ......let me compete with you" Su Ming sighed, he slowly put down his head looking at the sky, turned around, and his eyes fell on the nearly hundred barbarians hundreds of feet away behind him.

He was watching them, and they were watching him.

Both sides are silent.

"Tell me, who is the number three. Su Ming spoke slowly.

"Shenyuan Xinghai, the clan of the heavens, a generation of Tianjiao 20,000 years ago. "It was Feng Lao who answered Su Ming.

"What about number two?" asked Su Ming.

"Among the four true realm guarding forces...... A monk from the Daochen True Realm. Yu Lao said hoarsely, this was the first time he spoke, and where the voice passed, there seemed to be water vapor spreading.

"One, who is it. Su Ming was silent for a while, and said lightly.

As soon as he spoke, Feng Lao and Yu Lao, at the same time, his eyes fell on Su Ming, but Su Ming was standing next to the statue of Lieshan Xiu, so that this gaze, I don't know if it was a coincidence, also shrouded the statue of Lieshan Xiu. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )