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"This, this, what's going on?" Pointing at the man in the animal skin book that was almost drawn according to his own facial features, wearing a long robe with wide sleeves and flowing like a fairy, Bai Xiong fell into a terrible paranormal state. event conjecture.

The moment he opened the animal skin book, for some reason, there was a buzzing in his mind, as if there was a voice urging him, he must find something, he must find it!

But what are you looking for?

Until he saw that portrait, there seemed to be something in his heart. At this moment, the dust suddenly settled.

He has always been wondering, he was in good shape, he was neither hit by a car nor struck by lightning, why he came to this strange and legendary world imprisoned by the gods for no reason?There seemed to be a voice in his head that was about to come out, but was firmly suppressed by an inexplicable force, which caused severe pain in his head.

"For 1000 years, the demon clan has been waiting for the forgiveness of the gods. Now, the gods are merciful, and finally let the sinners wait for the gods!" Said, the big witch put down the scepter, slowly knelt down, in Bai Xiong's stunned eyes Under the watchful eye, he made a three-kneeling and nine-kowtowing salute firmly.

"Who the hell am I?" Bai Xiong felt that his throat was a little dry. Now that he had no way to deceive himself, all this was too weird, as if he was destined to come to this world and complete a task. He couldn't remember what it was, but something that had to be done.

"You are Xuanying Shangxian, you are also Jiang Di, and also Bai Xiong." The big witch lay on the ground bitterly, was gently lifted up by Bai Xiong, and was forced to press on the stone couch covered with animal skins.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

"For thousands of years, my Tianhu family has been imprisoned here. I can't cultivate, and I can't become immortals. It is also the retribution of the monster clan!"

"That was an excellent time. The world was full of aura, and both the human race and the demon race could cultivate into immortals. Until later, the demon race gradually became dissatisfied. They were jealous of the strong reproductive ability of the human race, and jealous of the way of heaven's treatment of the demon race. All the injustices are crossing the tribulation, but the human race always receives more favoritism than the monster race."

"Thus, the leaders of the demon clan conspired secretly, using the girl from the fox clan who was a favorite concubine in the palace, to quietly change the formation of the altar, attracting the ghost clan that was sealed in the land of the nine secluded."

"Ghosts are raging, and they have a natural covetousness for the flesh and blood of the human race. The human race has suffered countless casualties. When the upper realm got the news, the human emperor had already fallen. The new emperor led the human monks to fight to the death with the monster and ghost race. The enemy, in order to reset the altar to pray to the heavens and seek help from the gods, the new emperor used his body as a sacrifice and his soul as a guide to re-open the passage that was forcibly closed by the demon clan."

"Then what happened later? The new emperor, just died like this? The soul is the guide... Does that mean he can't even be reincarnated?" Bai Xiong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"No... If that's the case, then my monster clan is not imprisoned, but exterminated." The big witch smiled wryly.

"In order to save the common people in the world, the new emperor personally cut out his own heart on the newly cast altar, using the bone dagger of the ancient dragon as a blade, and the blood of his heart soaked the altar. In exchange for the pity of the gods, of course, for the Yaozu, from that day on, it was the beginning of our end."

"Then, what about the man who cut out his heart with his own hands?"

"Shangxian, haven't you remembered what happened back then?" A strange expression appeared on the face of the big witch, which seemed to be pity, but also seemed to be a little lucky.

"I can't remember." Bai Xiong looked blankly at the portrait on the animal skin, always feeling that although the man was a god admired by thousands of people, there was a lingering sadness all over his body, and he couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand, trying to smooth his frowning brow.

Suddenly, a layer of lustrous white light flashed on the animal skin, and Bai Xiong's eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a ruined wall after the war. On the huge altar, a man dressed in black and white The young man in sacrificial clothes looked up at the sky, a teardrop slid down his pale face, and raised the bone blade in his hand high.

With a sad face, Bai Xiong just watched the boy cut open his chest, and pulled out a hot and still beating heart in his right hand with exposed veins. Blood sprayed out from the wound, staining the pure white skin red. placket.Bai Xiong stared blankly at him, then lowered his head thoughtfully, and looked at the position on his chest. At some point there appeared a hideous scar. Bai Xiong couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch it. Well, the doctor who stitched it was probably an unlicensed practitioner, not as good at sewing dolls as he is.

There was a light blue light on the altar below, and a panic-stricken figure appeared on the altar, stepping on the blood all over the ground, hugging the young emperor who died of blood in despair, those somewhat familiar eyes, shed tears Two lines of blood and tears.

"Don't cry, I, I don't hurt..." Bai Xiong really wanted to wipe away the blood and tears on the boy's face, but he couldn't move. He could only watch helplessly as the man put his heart that had stopped beating on the altar. Take it off again, put it into the boy's chest cavity, and then take out a golden silk thread from nowhere, and slowly sew up the boy's broken chest clumsily. I don't know if it's because he has never done needlework before, or because his hands are shaking. Too much, the stitches are crooked, like a naughty child who stole the mother's needlework and tried to sew up the broken doll by himself.

"Adi! I'm sorry, I'm late..." The man finally healed the wound, gathered the blood-soaked skirt with trembling hands, picked up the already cold body, and stared indifferently at the flames outside the altar with his scarlet eyes. The flying battlefield.

The monsters who had transformed into their original form wailed and were swallowed by a light cyan light ball. Those ugly ghosts almost disappeared instantly when they touched the light blue light. There were fleeing monsters everywhere on the ground. However, their speed is too slow, too slow to outrun the ubiquitous light.

Then, two god-like figures appeared, with a transparent ghost behind them. The ghost floated in mid-air expressionlessly, but made the enraged Shangxian break down and cry bitterly.

Everything is over, the monster race is imprisoned in the land of exile forever, and the ghost race is also repressed in the land of the nine secluded. In the world, only the human race survived after the war. In the place of the other shore flower, it whispered to the remnant soul over and over again——

"Ah Di! Jiang Di! You promised to cultivate hard and let me wait for you in the fairy world, you little liar!"

"Jiang Di! Can you take a look at me?"

The remnant soul still looked at the void with no expression on his face, his eyes were not focused, but through the man's memories, Bai Xiong saw the picture hidden deep in his soul.

The little guy in the bright yellow prince's suit proudly raised his chubby chin, and ordered someone to catch the boy who had climbed up the tree to pick the fruit to eat.

"Who are you? How dare you steal fruit in the imperial garden?"

"His Royal Highness, this is the son of the abandoned concubine Yuanshi. Your Majesty spared him from death, and now he is a slave in the imperial garden." The maid looked at the boy who was as thin as a ghost with disgust.The young man's slender hands clasped tightly on the cracks in the bricks on the ground, but he didn't dare to raise his head, fearing that the resentment in his eyes would be noticed by these people.

The young man's name was Jiang Yuan. He was originally the son of the concubine Yuan in the harem. Because the concubine Yuan was falsely accused of adultery with foreign ministers, he was given to death by the enraged majesty. And he, a once noble prince, was almost given to death because of unknown blood. Chou Lian, pleaded with His Majesty to save him from death, and was demoted to slavery.

Even the unfavored prince in the palace has a difficult life, not to mention that Jiang Yuan's biological father is unknown, who will those palace people bully him?Without food, you can only think of your own ideas, or steal some leftovers, or pick some fruits, even if this is the case, you have to hide carefully, so as not to be bumped by His Majesty. Green hat, isn't that courting death?

Because of offending His Highness the Crown Prince, the boy was inevitably beaten up by the palace people with excuses, and locked up in the abandoned palace.Just when he thought he would starve to death inside, a small figure quietly opened the door, followed by two shivering little eunuchs, each holding a bundle.

"You go! In another hour, A Luo will go out of the palace for the prince to give gifts to his grandfather's house, so you can hide in the carriage and go out of the palace." The little boy's eyes are red, and he doesn't know where he got it Aggrieved, but the tone is always bossy.

"You, why do you want to help me?"

"Because you are my big brother."

"Brother? Heh! He's just a lowly criminal slave, how dare he be called a big brother by His Highness the Crown Prince?" The young man raised his head, and there was deep resentment hidden in his protruding eyes because he was too thin.

"I, anyway, I just believe that you must be my big brother!" The little guy stomped his feet angrily, grabbed two bags and threw them into his arms, "This is all the private money I can find, and a few jade pendants It's worth some money, you, don't come back after you go out, the people here are not good people!"

The young man hugged the awkward burden, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at the fleshy little guy with a complicated expression: "There is still a good man, Jiang Di. Thank you!"

"You know my name?" The little guy was taken aback.

How fresh is it?The young man smiled bitterly. His Highness the Crown Prince was born with the hope of the entire royal family, and his birth mother was the eldest lady of a respectable cultivation family. How could Jiang Di like this have the chance to learn bad things?

"In short, he will repay you for saving your life every day, Jiang Di, wait for me to come back!" Jiang Yuan gave him one last look, and left with one of the little eunuchs.

I dare not take another look, such a clear and clean person is like a cloud in the sky, even if I take a breath, I am afraid that this person will be polluted.

Later, Jiang Yuan finally came back. This time, as the closed disciple of Daoist Xuanxu, he won the first place in the ten-year competition in the cultivation world.

At that time, Jiang Di had already followed his elderly father to learn how to manage politics. When he represented His Majesty the Emperor to commend Dabi Qunxian, the young crown prince waved to Jiang Yuan and smiled softly in his ear: "Keep your promise, Jiang Yuan!" Yuan, you are back, I am so relieved!"