After two thousand years of waiting and the anticipation of several generations, the moment has finally come true. Tan Tai Cong was excited and sad, and couldn't help but burst into tears, which was heartbreaking.
For a moment, Wu Tian and the other three were silent. The anger in their hearts disappeared at this moment, leaving only emotion and sympathy.
From Tan Tai Cong's expression, one can tell how much the ancestors of the Tan Tai tribe longed for their ancestral land and how much they wanted to return to the land where their roots began. However, due to the laws of nature, a series of insurmountable chasms trapped them in this world.
"You said that your ancestors entered the Jueyin ruins two thousand years ago, but didn't the twelve great venerables come here a thousand years ago? Why didn't you go back with them, but wait until now?" Wutan wondered.
"The Twelve Great Venerables?" Upon hearing this, Tan Tai Cong's eyes were blank.
Seeing this, Wutan understood in his heart that the twelve great venerables at that time had no idea that there were descendants of Shura disciples in the Jueyin ruins. Even if they knew, with their cultivation level at that time, trying to find such a small tribe here would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"By the way, when we came here before, the people in your tribe looked at us very strangely. Is it related to the big tribe you mentioned?" Shan Youde asked at this time.
"kindness."
Tan Tai Cong nodded and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Jueyin Ruins is what you call it, and we call it the First Heaven. In the First Heaven, there are tribes of all sizes. The first level tribe is the strongest, the sixth level is the weakest, and my Tan Tai tribe belongs to the fifth level tribe..."
After Tan Tai Cong's explanation, Wu Tian and the others suddenly understood.
It turned out that everyone was so frightened when they saw the clothes of those few people. There was only one reason for this, that is, only people from the third-level tribe and above had the ability and qualifications to wear clothes made of this kind of fabric.
Cloth is very common in the Continent of Samsara, but due to the special environment of the First Heaven, the materials that can be used to make cloth are very limited. Therefore, clothes here are extremely rare and expensive, and are considered luxury goods.
A small tribe like the Tantai tribe simply does not have the ability or wealth to buy one.
The size of the tribe depends on the level of cultivation of the patriarch. Those who have reached the great success stage of expanding meridians belong to the sixth-level tribe, those who have reached the perfect stage of expanding meridians belong to the fifth-level tribe, those who have reached the initial stage of Hundred Dynasties belong to the fourth-level tribe, and so on.
"Calculated in this way, the patriarch of the first-level tribe has only reached the Hundred Dynasties Perfection Stage. It seems that these tribes cannot pose too much threat in the first level of the Jueyin Ruins. The truly powerful ones are the ferocious beasts," said Zhang Ting.
Tan Tai Cong nodded and said, "This girl is right. Since the First Heaven is restricted by the laws of heaven and earth, the highest level of human cultivation can only reach the Hundred Dynasties Perfection Stage. However, there is no limit for monsters, and many have surpassed this level. However, as long as you don't provoke them, they rarely attack humans on their own initiative."
"What about the upper floors?" Wutan asked.
"How many floors above?" Tan Tai Cong was confused again.
"The Tantai tribe has lived in the first heaven for two thousand years. Don't they know that in addition to the first level, there are six other levels of space in the Jueyin ruins?" Wutan was surprised.
Hearing this, Tan Tai Cong fell silent, looking thoughtful. After a moment, he seemed to remember something, stood up, walked to the center of the room, squatted down, and reached out to knock on the ground.
"Dongdong..."
When he knocked on a piece of ground, an empty echo suddenly came from inside. Wu Tian and the other three looked at each other and immediately understood that there was a mystery hidden inside.
Tan Tai Cong's eyes also lit up. He placed his dry palm on the ground, and the essence in his palm surged. With a bang, the place exploded, revealing a secret compartment about a foot wide, inside which was an ancient wooden box.
With trembling hands, he took out the wooden box, then walked to Wutan and presented it to him with both hands.
Although Tan Tai Cong's cultivation was not very good, his eyes were very sharp and he could see everything. From his words and actions, he had already figured out that this white-haired young man was the one who could make the decision among the four.
"My ancestors left a message that if someone from our ancestral land comes one day, we should present this item to them, saying that it contains information about the heavens above. But this item has been stored for too long. If you hadn't mentioned it earlier, I would have forgotten it."
Wu Tian's heart moved, and he hurriedly took the wooden box and then opened it. An old notebook appeared in front of him. It was covered with a thick layer of dust and there were signs of corruption in some places.
The signature in the corner is from a man named Tan Tai Ming Jing, who must be the ancestor of Tan Tai Cong.
Taking out the notebook and opening the first page, Wutan frowned. Most of the page was yellowed and the handwriting was blurred, making it difficult to make out what was written. However, he still read the entire notebook.
Although most of the writings have disappeared with the passage of time, it is not without gain. At least we know from them that in the seven levels of the Jueyin ruins, no human being has exceeded the Hundred Dynasties Perfection Period and reached the Divine Transformation Period.
In the seven heavens, each of them has tribes of different sizes, and the people living there are corresponding spirits. Just like in the first heaven, except for ordinary people, all others are fire spirits.
Moreover, Wutan also learned that at each passage leading to the upper level, there was an extremely powerful beast guarding it. The beast on the seventh level was the most powerful. The reason why Tan Tai Mingjing was injured was because he suffered a great loss at the hands of this beast.
The only thing that made him regretful was that the relevant information about these ferocious beasts was buried by time.
"Put it away after reading it, it may be useful in the future," Wu Tian handed it to Ye Tian and instructed.
Then, he fell into deep thought. The meaning of Tan Tai Cong's previous words was very clear. He wanted them to bring the people of the Tan Tai tribe back to the long-awaited Samsara Continent.
However, at present they don’t know whether they can walk out of the Jueyin ruins alive, let alone take others with them.
What's more, in the entire Tan Tai tribe, except for Tan Tai Cong, Tan Tai Xian Ling, and her second uncle whom she has not met yet, all the others are ordinary people. It is obviously impossible to walk out of the ruins safely with such a group of people.
After pondering for a moment, Wutan said calmly: "I understand what you mean, but I can't agree to it. You know better than us how dangerous the Jueyin ruins are. If I bring you along, it will not only be of no help, but will instead be a burden to us."
Upon hearing this, the color that had just returned to Tan Tai Cong's old face disappeared in an instant, and he turned pale again. He sat down on the bed as if powerless, his hunched body trembling, and his bright eyes suddenly dimmed, filled with despair.
After reading the notes, Ye Tian thought for a while and nodded, "Don't say we are selfish and heartless, because Wu Tian is right. Let alone this Tan Tai tribe, even if there are only three of you with cultivation, you will only become a burden if you follow us."
The two men's tone was very impolite, but Tan Tai Cong knew in his heart that these were all facts. At that time, his ancestor, who was at the peak of the Hundred Dynasties, could not get out of here alone, let alone bring a group of ordinary people who had no fighting power at all.
“Bang!”
"Who dares to cause trouble in the Tantai tribe?"
At this moment, there was a sound of knocking on the door, followed by a violent voice.
"Uncle, you are not allowed to go in. Grandpa said that he wants to talk to his brother and sister and you are not allowed to disturb him."
Tan Tai Cong raised his head and said hoarsely to the door, "Xian Ling, let your second uncle come in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in his forties strode in. He was sturdy with bronze skin, and seemed to be full of amazing explosive power. On his neck hung a fist-sized animal fang that shone with a sinister light.
Especially on his face, there was a huge wound, which looked extremely hideous, like a brutal bandit, full of fierceness.
"Who are you and what is your purpose in coming to my Tan Tai tribe?" When he stepped into the room, the man stood in front of Tan Tai Cong and glared at Wu Tian and the other three. There was no fear in his eyes like the others, but it was quite solemn.
Before Wu Tian and others could say anything, Tan Tai Cong immediately shouted: "Guang'er, don't be rude. Do you know who they are? They are from the Shura Palace in our ancestral land. Why don't you apologize quickly?"
"Ancestral land? Shura Palace?"
When the man heard this, his dark pupils were immediately filled with doubts. After thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly widened. He turned to look at Tan Tai Cong and asked incredulously: "Father, are you saying that they are from the Shura Palace in the Samsara Continent?!"
"That's right!" Tan Tai Cong nodded.
After getting his father's answer, the man turned around and glanced at Wu Tian and the other three. His rough face changed repeatedly, sometimes with surprise, sometimes with doubt, sometimes with melancholy, sometimes with sadness...
Finally, he paused and asked in a serious tone: "What evidence do you have to prove your identity?"
"Guang'er, don't be rude!"
The man ignored Tan Tai Cong's shout and said with a bow, "Please forgive me, without seeing any evidence, I really can't believe that you are from the Shura Palace in our ancestral land."
Zhang Ting smiled faintly, took out the identity token from his arms and threw it over.
When he saw the three big characters on the identity token, the man's face suddenly changed. He became extremely respectful and walked to the side of the people. He knelt on his knees, presented the token with both hands, and said, "Four seniors, please forgive Tan Tai Guang for his previous rudeness!"
"It's okay, just get up quickly!" Zhang Ting smiled slightly.
However, Tan Tai Guang did not stand up immediately and pleaded: "The ancestors of the Tan Tai clan have been looking forward to the arrival of people from the ancestral land and thinking about returning to that continent all the time. So, I beg several seniors to take us back to the place we dream of going to."
Zhang Ting glanced at Wutan and the other man, and seeing that they had no expression on their faces, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "You'd better get up! We can't agree to this."
"Why? We have been waiting for you for so many years, why can't you agree?" Tan Tai Guang's face turned pale and he roared like a madman.
"Oh! Guang'er, stop talking. They have their difficulties. Why should we make things difficult for them?" Seeing this scene, Tan Tai Cong sighed, and in an instant he seemed to have aged by dozens of years.
"Father, for so many years, our Tantai clan has been lingering for so many years, isn't it just for this moment?"
Tan Tai Cong waved his hands weakly and briefly explained the general situation.
At this moment, Tan Tai Guang fell silent. He sat on the ground like a big kid, his expression changing repeatedly.
After a long silence, Tan Tai Guang suddenly stood up, knelt on the ground and begged: "Seniors, it doesn't matter whether we go or not, but please take Xian Ling with you. She is still young, talented, and kind-hearted. She will be able to help you in a few years."
(End of this chapter)