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In Feng Xia’s impression, the first impression Yan Wuyou gave him was that… this girl was a little silly.
Of course, Feng Xia only understood later that it was actually just a beautiful… Alright, in short, it was a misunderstanding.
After all, when he first met Yan Wuyou, this girl relied on her astonishing illusion techniques and put on different acts. She even pretended to wander around to look at the scenery. To Feng Xia, she looked like a fool.
Later on, Yan Wuyou kept bragging that she was Patriarch Chenhai’s last disciple. In the end, Feng Xia had taught her a lesson.
!!
Although the misunderstanding was resolved in the end, the impression she gave him of being stupid was basically impossible to be changed.
The scheming Hundred Nether Sect demoness who played countless people in the palm of her hand? Was this person who said this also a fool?
However, at this moment, when he thought about how Yan Wuyou might be the descendant of the First Ruler and could be the little princess of the current generation, Feng Xia could not help but sigh with emotion…
Damn imbecile.
“State… State Preceptor?”
As if sensing Feng Xia’s emotional fluctuations, the village chief raised his head in fear and carefully sized Feng Xia up.
In the eyes of the younger generation, he was a senior expert who lived in seclusion here, but in front of the State Preceptor of Lingyun Kingdom, he was still a young junior.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“It’s nothing. I just accidentally thought of some past events.”
Feng Xia shook his head and shook off his memories. He nodded slightly and said, “Continue.”
The village chief nodded, not suspecting anything.
Not long after Yan Luosheng left, the villagers in the village sensed that the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth outside was fluctuating and undergoing some strange change!
“We have already become one with the ancestral temple. Although we possess powerful strength and almost indestructible bodies, we are unable to leave this place. Thus, we do not know what is happening in the outside world.”
Even after more than 3,000 years, the village chief’s expression was still filled with sorrow. “At that time, we were all very terrified. We thought that the calamity back then was not over. Not only did it want to destroy everything, but it also wanted to turn the world we relied on into an eternal wasteland…”
No, I think you have a point…
Feng Xia muttered in his heart.
From the looks of it, the village chief and the others were indeed unaware of the changes in the outside world.
A period of 3,000 years had passed and the world outside had already changed. The spiritual energy of the world had dried up, the inheritance had been severed and divine powers had regressed. The aura of the Dharma-Ending stage enveloped every corner.
This was undoubtedly a hopeless future for the Lingyun descendants.
“The fluctuations of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth mentioned by the village chief are most likely related to the later Dharma-Ending Age. Also, the place that the First Ruler, Yan Luosheng, mentioned… the immortal inheritance site. Could he be referring to the Demon Imperial Tombs?”
Feng Xia’s eyes flashed. The village chief did not say much, but to him, it was more precious than any divine weapon or secret manual!
The ancient times and true history were no longer completely sealed in the fog. Gradually, they revealed their true appearance to Feng Xia.
“From a certain standpoint, the Demon Imperial Tombs is indeed an inheritance site! After all, under normal circumstances, it’s understandable to build a luxurious mausoleum, but to create another space in the mausoleum, attracting countless inheritances and even setting it to open once every 10 years…”
Was the owner complaining that his tomb would not be robbed fast enough?
Yet, if one viewed it as an inheritance site, then many things became understandable.
The reason why the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons was stronger than Xuanwu Kingdom was partly because it had the geographical advantage of being at a place where the spiritual energy of the world was richer. Furthermore, it was also because there were all kinds of inheritances flowing out of the Demon Imperial Tombs, involving various races and even the realms above the Primal Core Realm!
“Calling an inheritance site the Imperial Tombs. What kind of bad habit is that?”
Feng Xia laughed and shook his head.
“After that, every 100 to 200 years, people would come here. Since the few of us oldies are really bored, we also passed down our cultivation techniques…”
As the village chief spoke, he raised his hand and pounded his waist.
He coughed a few more times and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes. “In the past 3,000 years, we’ve encountered all kinds of guests. However, the most interesting ones should be… a group of humans with the surname Mo who came during the past 700 years!”
“At first, there was a young guy called Mo Hao. The name of the technique he cultivated was very domineering. It seemed to be called the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique. I thought that the meaning of this cultivation technique was interesting, so I gave him a drop of my true blood…”
Only then did Feng Xia notice the two short horns on the village chief’s forehead.
The Azure Dragon Clan of the East Sea!
He suddenly thought of this race that had disappeared from history.
During the Lingyun era, the Azure Dragon Clan of the East Sea was still extremely powerful and was known as one of the four great royal clans. But now, 3,000 years later, the Azure Dragon Clan was no longer known. Even the later East Sea Flood Dragon Clan had disappeared like a burst bubble.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFor a moment, Feng Xia felt a lump in his throat.
He wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat. In the end, he was just a passerby watching everything in the Lingyun era, but not a true witness.
“Speaking of which, the name Mo Hao sounds familiar!”
Feng Xia frowned and his expression became strange. “No way… Can it really be that Mo Hao… Mo Lianque’s ancestor? No, the village chief is talking about a group of humans with the surname Mo…”
At this moment, his expression became rather interesting!
“Mo Lianque seems to have mentioned that the Xuanwu imperial court has set up an arrangement in the Demon Imperial Tombs… Could they have come here?”
“That’s right. It’s difficult for ordinary challengers to find this place, but a few of them actually came!”
“In that case, the backup plan that Mo Lianque mentioned, or at least a part of it, should be in this village.”
For a time, many clues in Feng Xia’s mind connected.
The corners of his mouth slowly curled up. When the village chief saw this, he immediately smiled. “As expected, you also think that those kids are not bad, right? We think so too, so we taught them a lot…”
Feng Xia nodded seriously, indicating his agreement.
“However, as time passed, the tremors from the strange source became stronger and stronger, and our numbers kept decreasing. I’m sure you’ve seen the current situation…”
At this point, the village chief paused and said bitterly, “We can’t suppress it anymore.”
Feng Xia knew this without him saying it.
Almost as soon as the village chief finished speaking, Feng Xia felt an extremely eager gaze from the man.
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“State Preceptor… you must have a way, right?”
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