One day, his father came back very happy and solemn, injured.
At the corner...
By the way, this child who has grown into a teenager is called Jiao.
In front of Jiao, his father took out a talisman. He didn't know what material the talisman was made of, but Jiao could recognize it. It was definitely not the kind of material used by the talisman masters in the tribe, and the runes on it were not the same runes he had seen before. Mysterious and profound.
His father told him how he got the talisman and told him that it was called Zhou Tian Baolu. Then he refined the Zhou Tian Baolu in front of Jiao. He told Jiao that he could protect Jiao, protect the tribe, and let the tribe live a stable life.
He did it.
But every time after using the Zhou Tian Baolu, Jiao would see his father's weakness. Although he will recover over time, his father is starting to grow old.
The turmoil began to intensify, and countless human tribes were hunted by monsters from all sides. The human race's situation became more and more dangerous and difficult.
Human races began to contact each other and began to converge.
Countless tribes gathered in the sunset plains of the wilderness, and finally decided to escape the wilderness, and a grand and unknown migration began.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
Fighting occurs almost every day. During the migration years of the human race, new lives are born, but more often they die.
Finally one day, my father used Zhou Tian Baolu again, but this time the demon clan targeted was too highly cultivated. Although he killed the demon clan, his father's body also collapsed.
Before he died, he called Jiao to him: "Jiao, my father is going to die!"
"No, it won't happen." Jiao cried bitterly.
"Horn, don't cry. Listen to Father..."
"Yeah!" Jiao closed his mouth hard to prevent himself from crying, but the tears never stopped.
"Jiao, when you grow up, you must shoulder the responsibility of protecting the clan. After I die, Zhou Tianbaolu will be separated from me. You can refine it and use it to protect the clan.
However, once Zhou Tianbaolu is refined, it will follow you for life. Unless you die, there will be no chance to transfer it to others. It gives you strength, but it also gives you responsibility.
Do you want it?
If I don't want to, I can transfer it to someone else. "
"I want it!" Jiao nodded heavily.
"Okay, this is my son..."
Father smiled happily and taught Jiao how to refine it, and then put his big hand on Jiao's shoulder:
"Jiao, I really want to see an era when humans no longer wander and can have their own habitat. I even want to see an era when humans are no longer afraid of monsters!"
Father is dead!
After refining Zhou Tianbao's horn, the human race continued to migrate.
Jiao took over the role of his father and experienced battle after battle.
The human race is still constantly migrating, with death and rebirth alternating, despair and hope intertwined.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
The horns are getting stronger, but also getting older.
Destiny finally arrived at that moment.
Gu Shuo saw a familiar scene. Jiao used Zhou Tianbaolu to kill the big demon, but he was also extremely weak. An eagle demon pounced down in the air. He was extremely weak, and his body was already full of cracks. He was killed by the eagle demon. shred.
Gu Shuo suddenly woke up.
The hawk demon in the sky was swooping down from the sky, and Jiao's hand was holding his shoulder. His body was covered with cracks, as if he were a porcelain that could break at any time. But those eyes were still firm, with murderous intent, and the voice still echoed in Gu Shuo's ears:
"Boy, you are still young, and the future of the human race depends on you. Stand back!"
Gu Shuo's shoulder broke away from the big hand without much strength, and his eyes filled with tears looked at the hawk demon that was swooping down from the air. The eagle demon's body was filled with the perfect aura of golden elixir.
"Buzz..."
Gu Shuo's body erupted with soaring murderous intent. It was the murderous intent that Jiao had grown up from childhood and had killed thousands of monsters during the long years of fighting.
It seemed like a peacock was chirping, half of the peacock feathers were circling around the body, the ancient sword soared into the sky, and the power of the Nascent Soul was overwhelming. The long sword was released with overwhelming killing intent, causing the sky to turn into chaos, and the eagle demon turned into a rain of blood.
Gu Shuo's figure fell opposite the old monk and looked at him.
This moment is like the intertwining of years and the intertwining of history.
The old monk was stunned for a moment: "I seem to be...very familiar with you..."
The old monk looked around blankly. The sounds of fighting around him seemed to be fading away. The figures of the monsters and humans around him were fading and becoming illusory. Only Jiao and Gu Shuo were solid. The old monk's eyes flickered:
"I remember...I was killed by that harpy..."
"Yes!" Gu Shuo's voice was hoarse.
"Then I...then now..."
Gu Shuo bowed solemnly to Jiao: "Gu Shuo of the human race, I have met my seniors. Now it has been ten thousand years since the migration, and the place where our seniors died in battle has become a place of opportunity that breeds murderous intent. The juniors came here to experience and are lucky enough to integrate with their seniors. In the remaining memories, I experienced the years of my predecessors."
"It's been ten thousand years..." Jiao looked around, his blank eyes gradually turning expectant, and he looked at Gu Shuo: "Then... is the migration of the human race over now?"
"it's over!"
"Then... we humans have our own habitat and no longer wander?"
"Um!"
"Then...are we humans still afraid of the demon clan?"
Gu Shuo bit his lip: "Don't be afraid!"
Jiao smiled: "I feel Zhou Tianbaolu's aura, I'll do it for you."
Gu Shuo followed Jiao through the phantoms of humans and monsters, as if he had traveled through the years of history, and then he saw the Zhoutian treasure basket, which was exactly the same as in his memory, lying quietly on the ground.
Jiao knelt down and stroked the Zhou Tian Baolu: "Gu, this is the Zhou Tian Baolu. He can give you power, but it also requires you to take on the responsibility of protecting the human race.
Are you willing to take on this important responsibility? "
"I do!" Gu Shuo's voice choked with sobs.
"Well……"
A relieved smile appeared on Jiao's face, and he taught Gu Shuo the method of refining Zhou Tian Baolu. Then he said:
"Gu, you can refine it now, I'll help you."
"I refine it?"
Gu Shuo was a little confused, because in the Dharma, this requires the power of spiritual consciousness.
Does Gushuo have it?
No!
"What's wrong?" Jiao looked at Gu Shuo eagerly.
Gu Shuo opened his mouth, and suddenly remembered that he had signed a contract with Xiao Bing before, and had seen the contents of the contract with his eyes.
So……
Can I use my Zongmu to refine this Zhoutian Treasure?
Try it?
Even if it doesn't succeed, there shouldn't be any danger, right?
Before, I used my Zong Eye to read the contract, and before that, I used my Zong Eye to practice the wind intention, practice the cloud intention, and enter the sword tip to practice the sword intention. There was no danger. At most, it would be unsuccessful... right...
Looking at Jiao's eager eyes, Gu Shuo finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
He opened his eyes and looked at the Zhoutian Treasure Ruan.
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