Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Lu Chen did not see through the mystery of the origin of the divine blood, but he saw the hazy back of an ancient god deep in the blood.

In addition to the research on divine blood, his biggest gain is the understanding between life and death.

What is life and what is death?

Life is not the opposite of death. Death lurks in life, and in death... life is nurtured.

His behavior this time was very risky, because if he took anti-young poison and died against the reincarnation of destiny, it would not be considered a natural death.

To die is to really die.

But he still did it, not because he was 100% sure, but because he felt that if he missed this opportunity, there would never be such a suitable world for him to realize these things.

He secretly felt that understanding life and death, even though it was only partially simulated in this world, would be of great benefit to him.

This benefit cannot be matched even by mythical equipment or even higher-level props and items.

He succeeded after all and lived another ten years against the odds!

Although he was still basically unable to move or even speak, he had already taken the first step to success.

Another ten years have passed, and Dongfang Yue's reputation for royal power and wealth has become even more famous.

Various races lamented that the talent potential of the human race is indeed terrifying. In the past two hundred years, there have always been geniuses born who are so powerful that they cannot be understood.

Sunset is the most important, and wealth at the beginning of the month is the second.

It is undeniable that the leader and deputy leader of the Yiqi Dao Alliance are now the strongest people in the world.

The relationship between the demon clan and the human clan began to improve under the new leader's reforms, and teahouses were full of talkers.

"But he said that the king was rich and powerful, with one man and one sword. He stood in front of the gate of Beishan Kingdom with unparalleled grace. He only said one sentence, hey, what do you think it is?"

The storyteller in the teahouse whetted his appetite and wanted to ask for some reward from the listeners.

Someone below answered: "My sword is about to be completed. Please test it with the Demon Emperor of Beishan."

The man said again: "Old Wang, can you stop talking about this all the time? Everyone will soon learn to memorize it!"

Storyteller Lao Wang looked embarrassed. He has indeed been telling stories about royal power and wealth recently, "How about I tell you the story of Dongfang Yue Yue, the leader of our Qi Dao Alliance?"

The people below started making noises again, "I've listened to Dongfang Yue Yue about ten times, let's do something new!"

While Lao Wang was thinking, someone shouted from below: "I want to hear the story of our human race's best master in thousands of years!"

Lao Wang stroked his beard and patted Xiangmu, "Okay, I will tell you the story of Dongfang Yue's eldest brother, Dongfang Sunset!"

After hearing the words, everyone became interested and listened quietly.

"But he said that the head of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Qinlan gave birth to a son that year, and there was auspiciousness from heaven..."

Lao Wang started to talk. Of course, he heard it all from hearsay.

The people below listened with interest and rewarded him more, and he even smiled broadly.

It was said that Dongfang lived in seclusion in Tushan for a few years after sunset, never to be born again, and finally passed away in Tushan. Everyone was very moved.

Some people sighed, "Oh, it's a pity that this number one master is too short-lived. He often passes away at the age of twenty-one. It's like God is jealous of talents, it's like a curse."

"Yes, but Senior Sunset is the one who continues the fate, and he should reappear in the world in the future."

Someone analyzed.

"It's hard to say. There is a gap of three hundred years between Ouyang Sunset and Dugu Sunset. There is a gap of more than a hundred years between Dugu Sunset and Nangong Sunset, so the Eastern Sunset is connected."

A bearded monk said, "I don't think Senior Sunset has reincarnated directly this time. I'm afraid he will be on the list for another hundred years."

A young monk carrying a gourd on his back smiled and said, "But we humans don't have to worry. We have a good relationship with the demon clan now. Besides, Yue Yue's leader and Brother Fugui are both very strong."

The girl's speech attracted people's attention. She didn't know why she sounded so friendly. For a moment, everyone took note of the girl's appearance and guessed which big family she was.

"But it's still worrying. A human's lifetime is only a hundred years at most, but demons last for thousands of generations. It's hard to say whether the Yiqi Dao Alliance will still be so prosperous after this generation. If you ask me, we should take advantage of the fact that the Yiqi Dao Alliance is strong now. Kill all those demon emperors."

An old man said fiercely.

Some people echoed, while others remained silent.

After all, there are prejudices between humans and demons. Although the relationship has improved in recent years, it is still unsettling to think that if the human race is weak in the future, the demon clan will still have the demon king sitting in charge. This straightforward strength gap makes people feel uneasy.

Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to fight the Demon Emperor?

That is an insurmountable force in this world. There are only a handful of people. The reincarnation of Ouyang Sunset exists like an invisible deterrent force.

Many ordinary people actually hope that this master can rule over the human race for the rest of their lives, so that everyone can live with peace of mind.

For a while, people in the teahouse began to discuss when Senior Sunset would be reincarnated, hoping that he could pick up the slack after the end of this generation.

At this time, Lu Chen was still in the cave, motionless.

Using his spiritual power, he took the anti-young poison again, but the amount was smaller than last time.

Twenty years have passed since he went into seclusion, and he is still alive.

He couldn't see through the source of the divine blood, but in the second stage, he understood the rise and fall of the internal organs. At this time, his internal organs no longer hurt, and the overall pain in his body was much reduced.

As the next stage begins, his body is still getting older. Not only is his hair white, but his face is also covered with wrinkles, but his spirit is still strong, without any slack, and the invisible meaning will always remain.

Eriyi woke up and helped him take care of the dust on his body. She also helped him carefully change his clothes and scrub his body. He saw it in his eyes, but he couldn't speak or be distracted.

The twenty-year tug-of-war is only the first half of this road. He has survived and will survive until the end.

Another ten years have passed, and the world is turbulent. According to rumors, a creature called a black fox has appeared.

Many forces pointed their fingers at Tushan, thinking that Tushan was up to something, and for a while the relationship between humans and demons became tense again.

If Dongfang Yue Yue hadn't been involved, many forces might have already attacked Tushan.

Not only the people of the Yiqi Dao Alliance were suspicious, but the monsters in the Demon Alliance also criticized Tushan because the black fox's methods seemed to come from the same source as Tushan.

Tushan Honghong came forward to defend herself many times, stating that those things were not done by Tushan, but by other 'fox demons'.

Feng Xi recovered, but she noticed the shadow hidden under the undercurrent. She knew that the source of the black fox must be the negative emotional soul that was cut out of her body by Sunset.

The black fox devours love for a living. If it is not eliminated, it will not only affect their Tushan relationship renewal business, but over time, it may also cause serious trouble in the world.

She explained the situation to the three ladies and asked them to tell the world and find a way to get rid of the Black Fox Empress.

However, Hong Hong has defended herself many times, but no one believes that Black Fox's ability to control people's hearts is too high. Unless a real object is caught to prove it to everyone, no one will believe this ridiculous thing.

Fortunately, Tushan was rumored to be in charge of the two demon kings, and no one dared to offend them. The Yiqidao Alliance was restrained by Dongfang Yue Yue and Wang Quan Fugui.

Furthermore, even the powerful men of the older generation came forward to explain and vouch for this matter. Wang Quan’s old family leader, Wang Quan Hegemony, personally came forward and said that Tu Shan would not do such a thing and that he believed in the existence of the black fox.

The storm of the matter gradually subsided, but the doubts in people's hearts were not eliminated.

Dongfang Yue came to Tushan without anyone accompanying him at the beginning of the month. He was fifty-one years old this year, but his appearance was still young because of his strong cultivation, strong qi and blood, and unfailing body.

He didn't see the demon fairy sister. He just came outside a cave and brought a jar of wine without going in.

He just sat cross-legged on the ground, opened the mud seal and drank. After drinking half of it, he spilled it on the ground, "Brother, it turns out that this road... is so difficult."

He said to himself, "Everything is fine at home. It's just that when grandpa passed away, he said he regretted not being able to see you. Mom is in good health, and dad and I are over seventy, and they were still flirting..."

The leader of the Qi Dao Alliance is not as beautiful as the people in the world think. He has hardships and can only be spoken to a few people.

This time, Wang Quanfugui took the Wang Quan Sword to explore the border to confirm some things. After leaving for a while, he didn't even have a friend who could talk to him.

"At the beginning of the month?"

He took out another jar of wine and was about to open the mud seal when he heard another voice and turned to look.

A handsome but somewhat dull man stood behind him. To his unexpected surprise, he said, "Uncle Yang!"

Dongfang got up at the beginning of the month. Nowadays, it is rare to see old friends who are close to each other in age. The one who comes here is considered one.

The other party was his brother's disciple in his previous life, Yang Mi. I heard that his brother taught him for a period of time a few years before his death.

"Where have you been all these years?"

Dongfang Yue said in confusion that when his brother passed away thirty years ago, Yang Miao also went out to travel and there was no news about him.

Even though Yang Miao is old, he still looks dull, "Ming Luan and I live in seclusion in Lianwu Mountain. We come here every year to pay homage to our master. I didn't expect to see you today."

"Let's drink together."

Yue Yue raised the wine jar in his hand and smiled.

The two sat side by side and talked about the past.

Finally, talking about the present, Yang Mi said: "In addition to worshiping the master this time, I am also planning to accept a disciple. The inheritance of the master's sword skills cannot be broken. I am afraid that I will forget it when I become old and confused in the future."

"Uncle Yang doesn't look old at all, haha."

Dongfang Yue smiled and touched the wine jar with the other party.

Yang Mi scratched his head, "I have been practicing swordsmanship for these years. I don't know why, but I don't look so old as I practice. Maybe it's because my magic power is nourishing my body."

Dongfang Yue looked at Yang Mi and smiled without saying a word. He could see that the vague sword intention on the other party's body showed that his sword skills had reached a state of perfection. The Qiankun Sword had probably been truly practiced.

It's just that Yang Mi is kind-hearted by nature and doesn't like fighting. He has never fought with others since he escaped from the world, so he doesn't know how strong he is now.

After chatting for a long time, at the end of the night, Dongfang Yue left, and he felt a sight on the way. He paused and did not look back.

Yang Mi kowtowed obediently in front of the cave, "Master, don't worry, I will pass on the Qiankun Sword Technique, and Mi'er will not let anyone or demon invade Tushan."

He is not as stupid as Dongfang Yue thinks. He knows how strong he is.

He has been practicing swordsmanship for fifty years and has not started to practice for forty years.

Now that he doesn't take action anymore, he just doesn't want to compete with his two nephews for glory. It's quite a happy life with his wife in the depths of Nalian Wu Mountain.

But if the world situation changes and someone dares to attack Tushan, he will definitely take action.

Come and kill people, come and kill monsters, even the Demon King, he will kill him!

Yang Mi stood up, looking melancholy, and left in the night.

In the cave, Lu Chen opened his eyes, as if he could penetrate the earth and stone walls, and saw the people outside. He looked at the direction in which Yang Miao was going, and shook his head gently.

Thirty years later, he is still alive, can move his head, and can speak, but he must be careful not to be too distracted. Once his body is out of balance, he will die instantly.

Manipulating spiritual power and taking the final anti-young poison, he misestimated the amount of anti-young poison needed. By the time he reached the final stage, he had no third force to balance.

He could have asked Eri to get up and help him go to the southern country to look for her again, but he didn't do that.

Because his heart is like a clear mirror, he feels that his will has become stronger. This is the last time to rely on the anti-young poison. It is gone and there is no need for it.

Time passed slowly. Lu Chen's head could move and his eyes could look around. The struggle between life and death in his body seemed to be instinctive. He looked at the outside world through the skylight.

Another ten years have passed, and the geniuses of the older generation in the world are lying on their beds one after another, and time is not forgiving.

When many old people were still able to move, they once again put on the masks of their youthful and frivolous days, regrouped, and carried out secret operations, just like the adventures they took when they were young.

The old people were crossing the border of Tushan under the moonlight. Some people noticed the fluctuation of mana and wanted to warn them, but they were stopped by plain hands in green clothes.

Rong Rong looked at the moonlight and said, "Let them go. When people get old, they always want to remember the past."

Wang Quan Hegemony and other members of the mask group are now over eighty years old. Only Wang Quan Hegemony and Yang Yitan are still in good spirits, and the others can hardly hide their age.

Time is not forgiving, but the ruthless sword will kill the proud ones.

They once dominated the world, and were even the only people in the world who survived after leaving the circle, but they are still old.

On this day, King Quan Hegemony and his brothers and sisters lit the same bonfire in front of the cave as they had in the valley and riverside, with the same wine, the same wild mushrooms, and the same people, but one person was missing.

King Quan Hegemony raised his hand, holding the wine jar, and looked towards the cave, which is said to be the place where his eldest brother passed away and was buried. "Brother, I didn't expect to see you for two lives. We have no regrets. It's okay if you don't reincarnate again." , I will be able to go down to see you in a few years."

Yang Yitan also lamented, "After a lifetime of practice, I finally realized how high my eldest brother is. It's just that I will never forget it in this life. If there is a next life, I hope I will be born in the same generation as my eldest brother, and we will be outside the circle again."

His cultivation has become more and more unpredictable as he grows older. Now that he is outside the circle, he has returned to the ambition he had as a boy before leaving the circle.

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Book Title: "Beast Control: Pet Beasts Are Just for Bonding with Me"

Introduction:

A real beast master: The pet beast charges in front, and the beast master can only cheer from behind!

False beast master: The pet beast shouts 666, and the beast master holds the sun, moon and stars in his hands!

As a false beast master, Chen Wen said that the pet beasts were all for him to bond with.