Chaotic Sword God

The 292th chapter of Mingdong's life experience

The space inside the hall is very large, and it is also very empty. Apart from the throne in the forefront, there is nothing else. Even the most basic pillars are not there. I don’t know how the roof is covered. Next to the forefront of the throne, a figure in a white robe stands with his hands on his back, facing the sword dust. He does not have any momentum to exude, but it gives people the illusion that they have merged with the heavens and the earth. .

Jian Chen and Ming Dong walked side by side, and finally stopped at the center of the main hall, and then at the same time, they shook hands at the white robe in front: "I have seen my predecessors."

"Oh..." A long sigh came from the population, a short word, but full of vicissitudes. Immediately, the man slowly turned around, until then Jian Chen two talents to see his appearance, he turned out to be a middle-aged man, looks like a forty-year-old look, a face of the fine.

The gaze of the middle-aged man in white robe has been staring at Mingdong. The plain eyes seem to be able to penetrate the heavens and the earth, see through everything in the world, nothing can hide under his gaze. After a long time, the white robe middle-aged man I sighed again and looked away from Mingdong. I looked at the sky above me, as if I could see through the temple roof, and went straight into the sky for nine days. I sighed: "Five thousand years.... Five thousand years, one day, I Finally found your descendants, your last wish, I can finally finish him."

"Five thousand years!" Hearing this, Jian Chen and Ming Dong were shocked. Is it that the middle-aged man who seems to be only about forty years old is not an old monster who has lived for 5,000 years? The words that the middle-aged man said later, the two of them did not listen.

"唉....." The middle-aged man seemed to think of some past events, sighed again and again, and then his eyes fell on Mingdong, with a smile on his face, saying: "Child, come over."

Mingdong grinds and walks a long distance with a sly mood. Christine said: "Predecessors!"

The middle-aged man appeared in the palm of his hand in the shape of a palm, exuding the ancient jade of green light. Just when the ancient jade appeared, the look on Mingdong’s face changed, and the eyes could no longer be removed from the ancient jade.

"Children, do you feel that there is a magical call to summon you, so that you can't be independent." The middle-aged man looked at Mingdong with a smile and whispered.

"Yes, seniors!" Mingdong's eyes have not removed the ancient jade.

"This ancient jade has been put here for me for 5,000 years. It was the ancestors who gave it to me that year. It recorded his lifelong learning and told me that if one day I found his descendants, I would take this ancient Yu gave him, now, I can finally help the old friend to complete this last wish." The middle-aged man's tone is full of vicissitudes of life, then a wave of hand, the ancient jade in a package of invisible power, exudes Mengmengbao The light slowly floated to the front of the ring.

Looking at the ancient jade floating in front of him, a strong call from the **** vein appeared in the heart of Mingdong, so that Mingdong had almost reached out to control the ancient jade, but he was restrained by him. Down, he is now full of doubts, and everything that is happening now makes him in the clouds.

Mingdong sorted out the thoughts in the lower brain. He looked at the middle-aged man in white robe and looked puzzled. "Predecessors, is this ancient jade really left by my ancestors? And who is my ancestor?" You shouldn't be looking for the wrong person. I have never heard of my ancestors since I was young."

"Oh..." The middle-aged man sighed again, his voice filled with sorrow, muttering: "One day, I didn't expect that even after 5,000 years, even your descendants would not remember you." The tone was full of sorrow, and then I looked at Ming Dong and said, "Child, what is your name."

"Predecessors, my name is Mingdong!" Mingdong replied.

"Ming Dong, Ming Dong, good name." The middle-aged man whispered a few words and said: "Children, now let me tell you what happened to the rumored 5,000 years ago."

The middle-aged man indulged in the meeting, then looked up at the sky, as if he was caught in the memory, slowly said: "Five thousand years ago, you are also a master of the family. At that time, you have a family. In the age of thirty, he broke through to the realm of the earthly sanctuary. He is your ancestor - one day."

"I and your ancestors met one day unexpectedly, and later made friends, and joined forces to create a mercenary group, walked the world, experienced countless battles of life and death, and died many times in the same life, crawling out of the dead, making me It’s already a good friend to die with your ancestors.”

"A hundred years later, my ancestors and my ancestors sang the strength of the day and reached the peak of the sky." In this hundred years, we have already tired of the mercenary career, so we also exited the mercenary community and went to a deep forest to sit and die. Off, ready to be sanctified."

"After ten years, both of us succeeded in breaking through the realm of the Holy King at the same time, and then broke through, traveled to the Yuanyuan continent, explored many places of desperation, and also had some gains. After decades, the strength of both me and your ancestors There was no small improvement, and I finally decided to enter the Death Cave. In the Death Cave, I was attacked by the curse for a while, and your ancestors sang a day to save me, and took the spell for me with his own body. He abandoned I have saved myself."

Having said that, the look of the middle-aged man's face has become very dignified, and there is also an unspeakable grief in it. Shen Sheng said: "The Death Cave is the most dangerous Jedi on the Tianyuan continent, with the strength of our holy king. Still can't save itself in it, the power of the curse is really terrible. Rao is the strength of your ancestors, and it can't resist the erosion of the power of the curse. In the end, it only takes two months to live."

"After knowing that you must die, your ancestors will go back to the Naruto in order to be satisfied with the last period of time. What he never imagined is that when he returned to Naruto, there was already something wrong. The glory of the past is no longer there. It was destroyed more than 30 years ago by the enemies we once provoked, and the descendants of the Naruto are all missing."

"And I and your ancestors, because they were free from the Tianyuan continent, and their whereabouts were erratic. They had already left the Naruto and did not know how far they were, so the Naruto was destroyed, and we both had no knowledge."

"This tragic ending makes your ancestors sorrowful. I didn't expect my family to be so miserable at the moment when his life is about to end. At that time, I stood by your ancestors. I understand his feelings very well. It was so painful that he left two lines of blood and tears."

"Next, I and your ancestors are looking for the enemy to destroy the Naruto. Unfortunately, although we both had good strengths, there were only two people, and there were many enemies that we had offended. Coupled with the fact that more than 30 years have passed, many people have forgotten that the Naruto was destroyed, and many clues have been interrupted. In this short period of two months, we have not traced a useful point. The news, and it is not known whether there are any future generations who survived.

Speaking of this, the look of the middle-aged man suddenly became sad, and he said in a low voice: "After two months, your ancestors, with the power of the curse, with regrets and unwillingness to leave the world, before his death I used God to engrave all my life’s life in this ancient jade, and entrusted it to me. If one day I met the descendants of the Naruto, I will deliver this jade to his descendants, and forget it. But he has a last wish."

"I am saddened by the departure of one day. I am not only a friend of life and death, but also the best brother of my life, and he died for me. I took the ancient jade that he had entrusted to me before his death. I have been searching for the enemies who have destroyed the Naruto and the descendants of the Naruto who have survived. I have been searching for three hundred years and have destroyed many forces that may be murderers. Unfortunately, for the descendants of Naruto. There is still no news at all, and this has always been the biggest regret in my heart."

The middle-aged man sighed with a sigh of relief and looked at Mingdong softly. He said, "Fortunately, there are eyes in God. I didn't expect that after 5,000 years, I accidentally met the descendants of Naruto. If I know one day. If that, then he should be under the Jiuquan."

After listening to the middle-aged man’s complaint, Ming Dong’s look has already become sluggish. The shock brought by the middle-aged man’s words is too big, causing a very big impact on his mind. He is somewhat unacceptable.

He never imagined that there had been such a glorious and tragic story in Naruto.

The sword dust standing on the side was also shocked by the words of the middle-aged man, and what shocked him even more was the strength of the middle-aged man. It was a high-ranking holy king, and it was still five thousand. The Holy King years ago was enough to make him look up to the supreme existence.

The middle-aged man slowly came to the front of Naruto, and the eyes of Mingdong seemed to be an elder's view of the younger generation, but it seemed to be a reflection of his own descendants, full of love and care, and in short, very complicated.

"Children, you should come to participate in the fifty-year mercenary contest." The middle-aged man said to Mingdong, the voice is soft.

Ming Dong Muran nodded, and now he has not recovered from the shocking soul.

"Is your parents still there?" The middle-aged man continued to ask.

"At the time, my parents have been living in the mountain village, but my grandfather went hunting in the mountains when I was young, and fell off the cliff and died." Ming Dong replied.

The middle-aged man sighed with a sigh of relief and looked awkward. He said: "After the end of the mercenary contest, I will accompany you to take a trip and take your family. I will take care of them in the next day. I must not look at the hardships of the day after tomorrow. I am a brother, sorry for him, I owe him too much."

"Thank you for your predecessors!" Mingdong was overjoyed. With the care of a middle-aged man, his family could not think of a happy and peaceful life. After all, this is a holy king five thousand years ago, and it is a At least the strongest of the Sky Masters admire the Lord of the Temple, and many of them are incapable of a lifetime.

The grief between the middle-aged men’s gaze slowly faded away and smiled and said: “Children, my ancestors are life and death friends, you don’t need to call my predecessors. If you don’t give up, call me a singer.”

"Yes, Heaven Uncle!" Ming Dong shouted reverently.

The smile on the face of the middle-aged man appeared to be more intense. "Children, your strength is still too weak. You will stay here for the time being. I will do my best to not destroy your foundation." Under the premise of all, to help you improve your strength, the glory of Naruto's past can be reproduced in the world, it depends on you, do not let your ancestors disappointed."