The wind rises for a thousand years

With a unified surname and the same bloodline fetters, they have the highest status among psychics.Spiritual attributes and regions are generally connected together. For example, the Yinyang family here, the northern Xueyu people, and the psychics in the Minzhou Mountains, there will be no more than three spiritual attributes between them.These people live together to form a tribe, and have the highest surname Wang, who are regarded as the royal family, and then the patriarch or leader is elected from the royal family.These people rule the region and create armies to defend themselves.In addition, there are two special ones, your Tianling Mountain and the Qing Howl of North Vietnam.The reason why it is said to be special is because the people in these two places do not cultivate the abilities of ordinary psychics. Although they all have spiritual roots, they do not major in their own spiritual attributes. "

At this time, Chu Changhuai's face was a little gloomy, and it seemed that what he was going to say next made him a little unhappy: "This is the division, all kinds of psychics occupy the superior locations of each state, and the non-spiritual ones can only be in the wild city or La Gucheng wanders and survives everywhere on the border between states. Only the rich and powerful can really settle down. Among them, only the Central Plains area is an exception, and there are no psychics living there. I heard people say that because of The power leaked from there, and then the Xuanyuan family, one of the three major families living there, was exterminated, so there were no psychics to live there." Speaking of this, Chu Changhuai sighed: "It is precisely because of this that there has become a The place where the non-spiritual people gathered the most. Until Emperor Xuanming appeared, he took in a large number of local non-spiritual people and wandering psychics, built towns and shops, and formed an army."

"Isn't that nice?"

"What's the matter? Do you know why he did this? To attack other places. Those who charge forward are all non-spirituals. Isn't the non-spirituals courting death for the psychics? And the non-spirituals and psychics in the city If people live together, there will always be some conflicts, and those who die are often non-spiritual. He is simply using non-spiritual people as pawns." Chu Changhuai looked at Wanyanxi: "You know why I hate non-spiritual people so much. A psychic? Not only because they look down on us completely. It’s also because when I was young, the entire village I lived in was destroyed by a psychic who practiced to the point of becoming obsessed. A psychic is born with such great power, but cannot Keep them under control, it's all their own fault."

"So my family was also exterminated by Emperor Xuanming?"

"Well, Emperor Xuanming's power is divided into two strands, one is the iron cavalry army on the bright side, and the other is the assassination army in the dark—Genchang. This is a dark organization buried deep in the ground like the roots of a tree. Just like the roots, the branches extend to all parts of the Fairy Spirit Continent. I didn’t expect them to have the power to destroy the family, but the ultimate goal of Emperor Xuanming is to lead the Fairy Spirit Continent.” Having said this, Chu Changhuai paused , asked: "Do you think he will succeed?"

Wanyanxi replied seriously: "The Fairy Continent will eventually be unified one day, but it won't be him."

Chu Changhuai couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Who is that?"

Wanyanxi didn't answer, but just smiled and said: "Chang Huai, in fact, non-spiritual people are not as weak as you imagined, they can do many things that psychic people can't do."

"Thank you for your comfort." Chu Changhuai didn't take this sentence to heart at all, and lay back down again.

Wan Yanxi next to him asked again: "Chang Huai, why did you escape after so many years?"

Chu Changhuai closed his eyes and said casually: "Decades of preparations, Emperor Xuanming's attack on the states is coming to the fore, and the army is constantly expanding. But just like you psychics need spiritual weapons, Non-spiritual people also need weapons and horses, otherwise they will be sent to death. However, the people sent from above use public funds privately, and the weapons purchased are less than half of the army, and they are full of junk. This kind of thing cannot be reported. So I just blew up Arsenal so no one could use it."

"But I was worried that others would be affected by my own affairs, so I escaped." Wan Yanxi finished his words.

Chu Changhuai glared at him a little angrily, and said, "Tsk, who told you that I was afraid of hurting others? I was just afraid of death. If you blow up the Arsenal, you will definitely die a miserable death."

Wanyanxi just smiled and didn't say a word, and he also got a good idea of ​​Chu Changhuai's temperament during the journey.He believed that as long as Chu Changhuai was willing, it would be easy to plant the blame on others or hide it from the world. He was only afraid that Emperor Xuanming would take his anger out on the general of the mausoleum, so he fled with guilt.

People, once you have a bond, you have to roll in this world of mortals.

After nestling in bed for a few days, Chu Changhuai realized something was wrong.Pulling Wanyanxi over, he asked, "You don't speak Ximo, how did you get those medicinal materials?"

"The blood bond of Wanyan's family is the ability to communicate with all things." The boy explained.

"Even if the spiritual root is destroyed?"

"Bloodline fetters are inherited by blood, not spiritual roots."

"To put it bluntly, it's better to be born." Chu Changhuai rolled his eyes, jumped out of the bed and pulled Wan Yanxi away: "I was still worried that I would get lost without an interpreter, so I don't have to be afraid, go, take me to find Zhumo, that brat hasn't even come to see my young master in the past few days, it's useless to raise him!"

"Zhumo doesn't need to eat, Chang Huai, you don't seem to have raised him much."

"To shut up!"

"Don't worry, Zhumo has woken up and is fine."

"Who said I cared about him? I told you to shut up!"

Because Wanyanxi passed through the sea of ​​past life flowers, members of the Yinyang family were more polite to him.Especially after knowing that they were Zhumo's friends, they took them to the Yin Yang Temple almost graciously.

The Yin-Yang Temple of the Yin-Yang Family is the place where the royal family lives, and the construction can be described as magnificent.The gray and white marble is polished and polished, a gemstone is inlaid on the wall within a few steps, and ancient carvings can be seen everywhere.The entire building is in a semi-circular shape, and the deepest part of the ring is where the spiritual realm of the sacred tree is located.

Walking on the promenade, the two of them heard the clear and pleasant sound of Guzheng from a long distance away.But before the two of them approached, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, followed by an angry shout.The voice was a little cold, but the rest was completely dissatisfied.But because he speaks the West Desert language...

"Xiaoxi, you heard it too, we didn't understand what he said."

"Chang Huai, what do you want to express?"

"If you don't understand, don't listen, just keep going."

When the two turned around the corridor, the door of a room was just opened, and a young man came out and looked directly at them, and said sharply, "Who are you? How dare you trespass on the Yin-Yang Temple!" This time, they spoke in the Central Plains language.

The young man was dressed in a light-colored robe, and his amber pupils were cold.Those special colored eyes seem to be born with hidden sharp blades, repelling people thousands of miles away.

Chu Changhuai, who was completely hurt by the young man's words, pretended to be suddenly enlightened and said: "I see, this is the translation."

Under the cold eyes of the other party, Wanyanxi pulled Chu Changhuai's sleeve and said: "This is the young master of the Yinyang family, Jiang Jiyue."

"Oh." After hearing this, Chu Changhuai rolled his eyes in distaste, his expression completely felt that Jiang Jiyue didn't look like a young master at all.

When Jiang Jiyue was treated like this before, she wanted to get angry on the spot, but was interrupted by a crisp voice.

"Xiao Huai, Xiao Xi, I miss you so much!"

A green figure bumped into him, Chu Changhuai immediately took a step forward, grabbed the collar and threw him out.After finishing the matter, he clapped his hands and said, "Oh, it's out of habit. Don't worry, I won't die."

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Zhu Mo crawled back with two big teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Chu Changhuai with eyes full of grievances, and his small mouth was pouted high.

"It's useless to pretend to be pitiful! Young master, I was caught in prison, and the injuries on my body were all caused by you!!"

"I, I don't want to either. Zhumo was very sleepy at the time, and fell asleep accidentally." The boy wrinkled his nose, and just about to squeeze some more tears, he was touched by a pair of cool hands.

Although Wanyanxi's smile was not obvious, her tone was very gentle: "Chang Huai is not really blaming you."

Chu Changhuai, who was on the side, also turned around and squeezed Zhumo's chubby face with one hand, and said reluctantly, "Thank you this time, brat, if it wasn't for you, maybe I would have died a miserable death."

Chu Changhuai changed the subject under Zhu Mo's tearful smile: "But it's been several days, why haven't you come to see us? It was Wanyanxi who got me out of the prison back then."

The bear boy replied without any hesitation: "Because we got along so happily with Xiaoyue, I completely forgot about you."

The hand on the head was visibly stiff, while the hand on the face simply squeezed hard.

"I take back what I just said, brat, you'd better die!!"

Jiang Jiyue obviously had a good royal upbringing.Looking at the three people in front of him who were ignoring him, he just silently watched and did nothing, but the gloomy color in his eyes became more and more intense.

The most sensitive of the three is undoubtedly Wanyanxi, when the young man turned his head, he saw the light-colored clothes draw an arc in the air, and the young man with a cold temperament had already turned back to his room.

Following his gaze, Zhumo panicked all of a sudden: "Ahhh! Xiaoyue, don't be angry, Zhumo didn't ignore you on purpose!"

Seeing the figure of the boy chasing after him, Chu Changhuai cursed secretly: "You son of a bitch!"

Wanyanxi turned his gaze back upon hearing the words, and said, "Chang Huai still hates psychics." A helpless smile appeared on his lips.

"Xiaoxi, let me ask you." Chu Changhuai did not deny it, turned to look at him and asked, "Should psychics stay with psychics?"

"What does Chang Huai want to say?"

"I just feel that only power is equal