In the quaint courtyard of Ziyanling Mountain, there were still the same few people, but now everyone was in a relaxed mood, and the politeness and unfamiliarity between them were obviously missing from earlier.
Seeing that Yan, who had been calm and calm since they met, showed curiosity for the first time because of the first-generation ancestor, Taoist Xiong and the other three couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
It is said that the three of them are all true immortals, and their realm is much higher than that of a new true immortal like Zhi Yan, but since they met, Yan's momentum is not weaker than the three of them.
Even, sandwiched between the remaining power of the gods' formation, they have been suppressing the three Taoist Xiong, and their words are full of flattery and flattery.
Of course, this is also because of the relationship between Xiong and Yan. In addition, although Yan's realm is lower than that of a few others, his faint aura is not weaker than the three of them.
Therefore, due to various considerations, Taoist Youxiong and the other three were able to put down their dignity and continue to compliment Yan, a member of the human race who was considered a descendant.
At this time, seeing the curious desire for knowledge on Yan's face, Taoist Xiong and several senior human race members finally regained their dignity a little.
In this way, even the depression that Yan had felt when he deliberately ignored the topic of inheritance just now was suddenly relieved and his mind felt at ease.
You Xiong and the other three people smiled slightly, and finally their faces straightened up. Taoist Xuanfeng opened his mouth to explain: "Since the creation of Our Lady of Nuwa, the ancestors of our human race have a total of one yuan.
Although these first-generation ancestors did not practice the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, they relied on the blood of the Holy Mother and the power of creation, and with their instinctive and pure hearts, they were able to master the power of the Great Way of Divine Power, and their lifespans were unusually long. "
Speaking of this, Taoist Xuanfeng showed a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and then continued: "It's a pity that our newly born human race faced a real thorny situation at that time.
At that time, the Great River Basin was remote in the wild land, but there were countless monsters, monsters, ferocious beasts and birds living in it, and among them, there were countless immortals.
Although the Holy Mother Queen took pity on the new life of my human race, she cleaned up the river basin before giving it to my human race as a place to live and reproduce.
But there are still many dangers in the river basin, which need to be faced by humans like me. After that, as the human race and I began to gain a foothold and slowly expand our living space outwards, various dangers came to us.
Under such a big environment, you can imagine the environment that our human race faced at the beginning. Almost every inch of living space was created by the ancestors with blood and fire. "
Through Taoist Xuanfeng's words, Yan felt a sense of solemnity and solemnity rushing towards his face, and his mind was filled with images of the unyielding fighting figures of the ancestors of the human race and their tragic and bloody songs.
"It was in this environment that most of the first-generation ancestors fell forever after being tempered by blood and fire. But some people gradually grew up to become the strongest support of the human race in the endless battles. .
Time passes, and thousands of years pass by in a blink of an eye. Under the mighty force of fate, those first generation ancestors who created the world for the human race and shed blood in the mountains and rivers cannot help but gradually fade away.
In the end, there were only a dozen ancestors left, who continued to look after the human race in their own way, watching the human race continue to pass on their bloodline beliefs and unfinished business with the efforts of their younger generations. "
Taoist Xuanfeng's voice stopped, and an inexplicable emotion spread in the courtyard. After a while, Yan let out a long breath, broke the silence on the scene, and said leisurely:
"The deeds of our ancestors are admirable. We and the younger generations need to forge ahead and continue to grow and develop the human race, living up to the painstaking efforts and blood of our ancestors."
At this point, Yan looked at Taoist Xuanfeng, but suddenly changed the topic and asked the question again: "However, although our ancestors are worth remembering, I am still curious about the current situation of these ancestors."
"Haha! Fellow Taoist is really not an ordinary perseverance." Hearing Yan's words, Taoist Xuanfeng couldn't help laughing out loud and said jokingly.
"Haha! I made a few fellow Taoists laugh." Yan laughed and laughed at himself, "The main reason is that I was born late and have not seen much, so I am more curious."
"My fellow Taoist has a true temperament, and his innocent heart is in line with Taoism. There is nothing funny about it." Fairy Lingjiang looked at Xiang Yan with a softer look in her eyes.
Obviously, she admires Yan's unpretentious and innocent style.
Hearing Fairy Lingjiang's words, Taoist Xuanfeng's face straightened, he stopped teasing Yan, and said directly: "There are fourteen first-generation ancestors of our human race who are still alive today.
Among them, there are seven ancestors in the realm of heavenly immortals and five in the realm of true immortals. There are two ancestors left, one is ancestor Nuxi, a rare ancestor of Kunxiu in our human race, the source of the Feng clan, and a true master of Xuanxian. "
Having said this, Taoist Xuanfeng paused slightly, his eyes shone brightly, and he had a proud expression on his face. He was obviously very proud of his ancestor of the Feng clan.
"Where is the last ancestor?" Seeing Taoist Xuanfeng's appearance, Yan couldn't help but urge.
Upon hearing this, Taoist Xuanfeng glanced at Yan, put away the expression on his face, and then introduced: "The last ancestor of our human race is the great elder of our race, the only True Lord Jinxian, and the strongest in the race. The first generation ancestor with the highest combat power and the highest prestige, the honorable ancestor of the people."
"Ancestor of the Ren Yuan, True Lord of the Golden Immortal!" When Yan heard that the last ancestor of the first generation was actually a True Lord of the Golden Immortal, his face couldn't help but change, with surprise and longing in his eyes.
The reason why he was surprised and suspicious was because it had only been more than a thousand years since the human race was created by the Nuwa Empress, and golden immortals had actually appeared in the human race, which was really beyond Yan's expectation.
Originally, in Yan Xianglai, even in a great world like the prehistoric world, the human race, as an acquired race, had not yet developed its fortunes and the protagonist's trend had not yet emerged, and more than a thousand years should not be enough to become a golden immortal.
After all, the Golden Immortal is immortal, the five qi are perfect, and the three flowers have bloomed. He can already see the door to great freedom and transcendence, and is only one step away from Da Luo.
The Golden Immortal seems to be only one realm away from the Mysterious Immortal, but the changes therein are no less than the difference between the Immortal and the Mortal. It is a real realm of merit and achievement that can shine with the Great Dao.
Now, when he heard that the ancestor of the human race had become a golden immortal, while Yan was surprised and yearning, he couldn't help but secretly remind himself that this was a prehistoric place with countless powerful golden immortals, and everything was possible, so he couldn't just talk about it.
At the same time, the mood caused by the majestic array of gods coming from all directions suddenly cooled down. Amid the compliments from the three Youxiongs, some of the erratic emotions were suddenly awakened.
Yan Xin kept awakening himself, this was the prehistoric world, not to mention compared with all the races in the prehistoric world, even within the human race, he and the Youyan clan were just getting started.
