The space in the hall is very large and empty. Except for a throne in the front, there is nothing else, not even the most basic pillars, and I don't know how the roof of the hall is built. Beside the throne at the forefront, a figure in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back and his back to Jian Chen and the two of them. He did not exude any momentum, but it gave people the illusion that he had merged with the heaven and the earth. .
Jian Chen and Ming Dong walked side by side, and finally stopped in the center of the hall, and then bowed their hands to the white-robed man in front of them at the same time: "I have seen senior."
"Alas..." A long sigh came out of the mouth, just one word, but it was full of vicissitudes. Immediately, the man turned around slowly, and only then did Jian Chen and the two of them see his face clearly. He turned out to be a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man in white robe kept his eyes fixed on Ming Dong, his plain eyes seemed to penetrate the mystery of the world, see through everything in the world, and nothing could hide anything under his gaze. After a long time, the middle-aged man in white robe saw He sighed again, looked away from Ming Dong, looked at the sky above, as if he could see through the top of the temple, straight into the nine heavens, and sighed: "Five thousand years... Five thousand years, one day, I I finally found your descendant, your last wish, I can finally fulfill him."
"Five thousand years!" Jian Chen and Ming Dong were taken aback when they heard these words. Could it be that this middle-aged man who looked only about forty years old was an old monster who had lived for five thousand years? But the middle-aged man didn't even listen to what the middle-aged man said later.
"Hey..." 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, and said, "Child, come here."
Mingdong dawdled and walked forward a distance with an uneasy mood, and said respectfully, "Senior!"
In the middle-aged man's hand, an ancient jade the size of a slap appeared out of thin air, exuding a green light. Just when the ancient jade appeared, the expression on Ming Dong's face changed, and his eyes could no longer be removed from the ancient jade.
"Child, do you feel that a magical call is calling you, making you unable to control yourself?" The middle-aged man looked at Ming Dong with a smile and said softly.
"Yes, senior!" Ming Dong's eyes never looked away from Gu Yu.
"This piece of ancient jade has been in my place for five thousand years. It was handed to me by your ancestors back then. It records what he has learned throughout his life, so that if I find his descendants one day, I will put this piece of ancient jade. I handed the jade to him, and now, I can finally help my old friend to fulfill this last wish." The middle-aged man's tone was full of vicissitudes, and then he waved his hand, and the ancient jade was wrapped in an invisible force, exuding a treasure. The light slowly floated to Ming Dong.
Looking at the ancient jade floating in front of him, a strong call from blood appeared in Mingdong's heart, making Mingdong almost uncontrollably reach out to pick up the ancient jade several times, but he was forcibly restrained. When he came down, he was full of doubts now, and everything that happened now left him in a fog.
Ming Dong sorted out the thoughts in his head, looked at the middle-aged man in white robe, and said with a puzzled look: "Senior, is this ancient jade really left by my ancestors? And who is my ancestor? You must be looking for the wrong person, I have never heard of my ancestors since I was a child."
"Alas..." The middle-aged man sighed again, his voice full of sorrow, and muttered: "One day, I didn't expect that after five thousand years, even your descendants will not remember you." His tone was full of sadness, and then he looked at Ming Dong and said, "Child, what's your name."
"Senior, my name is Ming Dong!" Ming Dong replied.
"Mingdong, Mingdong, a good name." The middle-aged man whispered a few words and said, "My child, let me tell you what happened in the Ming family five thousand years ago."
The middle-aged man pondered for a while, then looked up at the sky, as if he was caught in a memory, and said slowly: "Five thousand years ago, your Ming family was considered a wealthy family. At that time, one of your Ming family appeared. The genius of Tianzong, who broke through to the realm of the earth sage at the age of thirty, he is your ancestor - Ming Yitian."
"My ancestor Ming and I met unexpectedly one day, and later became friends, and together we created a mercenary group, traveled the world, experienced countless life and death battles, lived and died together countless times, climbed out of the dead pile, made me You and your ancestor Ming one day have become close friends who live and die together."
"A hundred years later, your ancestor Ming Tian's strength and I reached the peak of the sky saint master at the same time, and these hundred years have already made us both tired of the mercenary life, so we quit the mercenary world at the same time, and came to a deep mountain and an old forest to sit for life and death. Guan, prepare to stand up as a saint."
"Ten years later, the two of us successfully broke through the realm of the Holy King at the same time, and then we broke through the barrier, traveled to the Tianyuan Continent, explored many desperate places, and also gained some gains. Decades later, your ancestors and I both have the same strength. After a lot of improvement, I finally decided to enter the Devil's Cave of Death. In the Devil's Cave of Death, I was accidentally attacked by a curse, and one day your ancestor Ming cast a curse on me with his own body in order to save me. He gave up. Save yourself, save me."
Speaking of this, the expression on the middle-aged man's face became extremely solemn, mixed with unconcealed grief, and said solemnly: "Death Devil's Nest is the most dangerous Jedi on Tianyuan Continent, with the strength of our Holy King. I still can't protect myself in it, the power of the curse is too terrifying, and with the strength of your ancestors, you can't resist the erosion of the power of the curse, and in the end, you only have two months to live."
"After knowing that he was going to die, your ancestor quietly returned to Ming's house in order to spend his last days satisfactorily, but what he never expected was that when he returned to Ming's house, there were already different things there. , the once glorious Ming family no longer exists, it was wiped out by the enemy we once provoked more than 30 years ago, and the descendants of the Ming family are all missing."
"And your ancestors and I have been wandering around the Tianyuan Continent all day, and our whereabouts are erratic. We have already left the Ming family for an unknown distance, so the Ming family was destroyed, and neither of us knew about it."
"Such a tragic ending made your ancestor Ming a day of grief. I didn't expect that at the moment when his life was about to end, his family would end up in such a tragic end. At that time, I stood by your ancestor's side. I understand his mood very well. It was excruciatingly painful, and he left two lines of blood and tears."
"Next, your ancestors and I searched all over the world to find the enemy who killed the Ming family. It's a pity that although the two of us had good strength at that time, after all, there were only two people, and there were many enemies that we had offended. In addition, more than 30 years have passed, and many people have forgotten about the destruction of the Ming family, so many clues have been interrupted. In these short two months, we have not traced any useful information at all. The news, and it is not known whether any descendants of the Ming family survived by chance."
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly became sad, and he said in a low voice: "Two months later, your ancestor left the world with a face full of regret and unwillingness because of the power of the curse. , I engraved all my life's learning in this ancient jade with spiritual sense, and entrusted it to me. If I meet the descendants of Ming family one day, I will give this jade to his descendants, forget it. But he had one last wish."
"One day's departure makes me sad. He and I are not only best friends in life and death, but also the best brother in my life, and he died for me. I took the ancient jade that he entrusted to me before his death, I traveled all over the Tianyuan Continent to find the enemy who killed the Ming family and the descendants who might survive. There is still no news, and this has always been the biggest regret in my heart."
The middle-aged man sighed and looked at Ming Dong softly, saying, "Fortunately, God has eyes, I didn't expect that five thousand years later, I would unexpectedly meet the descendants of the Ming family. If one day I knew If so, then he should rest his eyes under Jiuquan."
After listening to the middle-aged man's remarks, Mingdong's expression had already become sluggish. The shock of the middle-aged man's words was too great, and it caused a very big impact on his mind. He was a little hard to accept.
He never imagined that the Ming family had such a glorious and tragic story.
And Jian Chen, who was standing beside him, was also stunned by what the middle-aged man said, and what shocked him even more was the strength of the middle-aged man. He was an aloof holy king, and he was still five thousand The holy king from years ago was the supreme existence that he could look up to.
The middle-aged man slowly came to Ming Dong, and he looked at Ming Dong as if an elder was looking at a younger generation, but he seemed to be looking at his descendants, full of love and care, but it was very complicated.
"Child, you should have come to participate in the 50th annual mercenary competition." The middle-aged man said to Ming Dong with a soft voice.
Mingdong nodded numbly, and now he still hasn't recovered from that shocking heart.
"Are your parents still there?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.
"Yes, my parents have always lived in a mountain village, but my grandfather went hunting in the mountains when I was young and fell off a cliff and died." Ming Dong replied.
The middle-aged man sighed lightly, his expression full of pain, and said: "After the mercenary competition is over, I will accompany you on a trip to pick up your family, I will take care of them instead of a day, I I must not watch the descendants of one day live such a difficult life, I am a brother, I am sorry to him, I owe him too much."
"Thank you, senior!" Ming Dong was overjoyed. With the middle-aged man's care, it would be difficult for his family to live a happy and peaceful life. After all, this was a holy king five thousand years ago, and he was also a man of At least the powerhouses of the sky saints admire the master of the temple, and many people will never be able to see the style of such powerhouses in their entire lives.
The grief in the middle-aged man's expression slowly faded, and he said with a smile: "My child, your ancestor and I are life and death friends. You don't need to call me senior. If you don't dislike it, just call me Uncle Tian."
"Yes, Uncle Tian!" Ming Dong shouted respectfully.
The smile on the middle-aged man's face seemed to be a bit more intense, and said: "My child, your strength is still too weak, you can stay here temporarily during this time, I will do my best not to destroy your foundation. Under the premise of all the help you improve your strength, whether the Ming family's former glory can be reproduced in the world, it is entirely up to you, don't let your ancestors down."