"This was passed down from the seniors..."
Song Gudao said: "A long time ago, there were two races in the world: humans and demons. Humans used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate and become immortals, while demons used the essence of the sun and moon, and the essence of vegetation to nourish themselves and develop their wisdom."
"But from the beginning to the end, the battle between the two tribes was continuous. The demon tribe was in the north, covered with snow all year round, and suffered hardships, so they started a war. The human tribe resisted desperately, so the city wall outside was built. At that time... There is no tomb yet.”
"Later, three powerful monks appeared in the human race and quelled the chaos. The demon clan then found another way to sacrifice ten eight-level demons to divide the earth and create a demon realm, which is where we are now. Holy area."
Song Gudao suddenly said: "Of course these are passed down from the older generation. As for what happened, there is no way to find out, because the past years are so long that even running water has changed its appearance."
"What happened next?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Song Gudao continued: "What happened later became a little complicated. The demon clan created this world. I thought that everything would be fine after this, but the word greed cannot be explained at all."
"After living in peace and harmony for thousands of years, the demon clan suddenly discovered that there was a gap in the small world. The demon clan could only reach the seventh realm. In order to break through the seven realms, the demon clan made a comeback again and was divided between the two realms. There was a gap, and the senior came in through that gap."
"But those three powerful monks have long been lost in the years. Coupled with the gradual lack of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, the human monks have long lost their original resistance. At that time, the human race was at the end of life and death."
"With no other choice, Senior Humanity used secret techniques, sacrificed the blood of tens of thousands of people, raised the realm, and single-handedly forced all the demons that broke into the human world back to the demon realm. He also made a contract with the demon clan and won four Hundreds of years.”
"In the past four hundred years, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has gradually dried up. It seems that the sky does not care about our human race."
"Seeing that the four hundred years were approaching, in desperation, humans built a city tower, and the Son of God was born."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "There is indeed a lack of spiritual energy in the outside world. It can even be said that it has reached the end of the Dharma era."
"yes……"
Song Gudao breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This is indeed the case in the human world, but the spiritual energy in the demon world is still abundant, which became the introduction later."
As he said this, Song Gudao's eyes revealed a bit of perseverance: "Every year, five sons of gods come here to protect the lives of tens of thousands of people!"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "So, all the monks here are carrying the lives of tens of thousands of people?"
Song Gudao admitted: "Yes, although this method is detrimental to the Dao, there is no better choice."
in the subsequent thousands of years.
The human race has built thousands of city towers and made tens of millions of blood sacrifices. All the sons of gods will come here. Only when they are dying in old age can they have the opportunity to return to the human world, become priests, and settle their affairs.
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng asked, "Isn't there anyone who doesn't want to come?"
Song Gudao smiled and said: "Of course there is. There is a rule here. As long as you can defeat the leaders of the past generations, you can leave the tomb. But until now, no one has broken this rule."
"The leader?"
"right."
Song Gudao lowered his head and said, "I am the leader of this generation."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at him and realized that Song Gudao's background was indeed much higher than that of the other monks in the city.
Song Gudao took a deep breath and said: "In short, from the moment the Son of God is born, his destiny can only exist in this tomb, live here, or die under the walls of this tomb. Or put on a mask, turn it into nourishment, and die on the city platform."
"This is fate."
Song Gudao said: "This is a fate that no one in this city can escape, and I am the same."
Chen Changsheng calmly took a sip of wine and asked, "How many years have you been here?"
"perhaps……"
Song Gudao thought for a while and said, "Well, more than two hundred and ten years."
"More than two hundred years..."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Chen is very curious as to how you can persist."
Song Gudao smiled and said: "When I first came here, I really wanted to escape, but then I didn't want to."
"What?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Song Gudao said: "I am not so righteous. Life and death in the human world actually have nothing to do with me. In fact, most of the people who come here think so, but they stay here because of other things."
He thought for a moment and then stood up.
"Senior, can you go to a place with me?"
Chen Changsheng picked up the wine, and then left the wine shop with Song Gudao.
There is one step to go up to the city wall.
But I saw several handwritings on the steps, each of which was different.
Some sentences are full of typos, some are crossed out and rewritten, some are stopped in the middle of writing, and some are just a name.
【The devil is here! ] But this sentence was crossed out, and a few new words were added at the end - [I, Yue Shan, am not a coward! 】
"Brother Yue once guarded the city tower with me."
Song Gudao said: "There were originally words underneath, but over time, they all faded away. I don't know how many times they were covered."
Then he stopped talking. It was obvious that the brother Yue he was talking about was no longer here.
Go up another step and see writing again.
[I want to drink wine from the moon platform——A Liang]
Song Gudao continued: "Senior, I should have met A-Liang, Old Man Meng. His hometown is on the Longyue Platform in the human world. He has always been thinking about the wine in his hometown. I specially made a trip to the human world to bring it to him. "
"He also lived up to his expectations. He drank a sip of wine, tempered his sword with a sip of wine, and went down to the city to kill five great demons of the Sixth Realm."
The two continued to step forward.
[Been here, wanted to leave, but couldn't leave - I thought about it. 】
And after this sentence there is another sentence.
[Forget it, I’m not leaving. 】
"Brother Tu is the eldest and can be regarded as my senior. He doesn't like to talk very much. The most common thing he talks about is that he wants to leave."
Song Gudao continued: "But that day, when two great demons of the Seventh Realm were in front of them, he rushed to the front."
One step further.
[I will never come here again in my next life——Ninth Young Master]
"Lao Jiu."
Song Gudao was silent for a moment and said: "He is an honest man. He has never thought about leaving since he came here. He has killed monsters here all his life and guarded the city for his whole life. He has the best relationship with Brother Tu on weekdays. He likes to hear what Brother Tu has to say. Some nonsense, but later he died at the hands of those two seven-level demons, and that’s why Brother Tu left the city.”
"What's the result?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Song Gu Dao said: "We won. Both Seventh Realm Masters died under his sword. He went with Lao Jiu, but he couldn't come back either."
Taking another step forward, Song Gudao suddenly stopped.
[Fuck you Jiang Shouyi! 】
Seeing this Song Gudao couldn't help but smile and said, "This sentence was left by me. Jiang Shouyi was the leader of the previous generation and also my master."
