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The whistling sound of the snow wind seemed to fade away, and only that sound echoed in the entire wasteland.

Under the snow-capped mountains, the soldiers with guns grabbed their guns, their eyes seemed to be fixed, and they were locked on the figure in front of the skeleton.

A kilometer away, a few heads emerged from the cracks in the sheltered place. He raised the telescope in his hand in front of his eyes, and placed the back in the center of the picture.

At their feet, the three Yin and the three who had been deprived of their ability to move raised their heads. They didn't have binoculars, but they could all see the huge golden shadow spreading out in the sky, and—the long chirping.

"It's the divine bird Garuda..." They murmured in dialect, "That's the real Garuda... That kid from China, does he really master God?!"

They have all seen the appearance of Xie Tianyang's "envoy" Garuda just now. Just now, he was able to comfort himself temporarily with reasons such as "he just caught a similar little monster to bluff people", but now... if this is not called a god, what else can be called a **** in the world ?

Their **** descended, and it was the young man from the Chinese country who talked to it.

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One kilometer away, one big and one small, one bird and one person are still facing each other.

Probably did not expect that this tiny human would dare to take the initiative to ask questions, the giant bird was stunned, and the golden pupils were completely locked on Xie Tianyang in front of him.

"This demon, we came here by accident, we don't mean to offend, we just want to leave from here."

Seeing that the giant bird did not respond, Xie Tianyang considered his tone for a while, and then repeated: "If you have the spirit, can you tell us the situation here?"

The lingering voice dissipated, and he stared at those illusory bird eyes the size of a wheel with his final exam-level concentration, trying to discern possible mood swings from them—in a sense, this was more arduous than the exam.

The confrontation became more and more suffocating, maybe a few seconds, maybe dozens of seconds, the illusory golden giant bird opened its mouth.

"As humans, you kill monsters, keep them in captivity, and even feed them. How can you believe that you won't offend?"

The sound was still the chirping of birds, but the chirping came to people's ears, and for some reason, they could understand what it meant.

But compared to this, it may be even more surprising that this thing can understand human language (Chinese), and it can actually communicate with people.

Wei Ze stared at the scene, quickly judged the situation in his mind, and made words secretly.

He can't hurry up. Judging from the appearance of Xie Tianyang in this picture, he should be on the verge of jumping. If it wasn't for his long-range voice pointing, this would probably have gone straight to A.

"What you're talking about is not only about people against demons, but also against people. It's pointless to argue over who's at fault here. If you give up the opportunity to communicate now, then the only way is to go to war. . . .I don't think that's what you want either."

Wei Ze touched the heavenly spirit with his hand and continued to transmit his voice: "You are the core of this blessed land, so it should be what you did to pull those ordinary people into this blessed land. Since you pulled them into this place without killing them directly , then that means that you are also asking for a human race outside the blessed land, and this request should be very important. Otherwise, you will not force a ray of remnant soul to achieve this."

In the blessed land, Xie Tianyang repeated these words word for word, trying his best to hide the surprise in his eyes.

If it was just him here, although he wouldn't admit to being cowardly under the aura of this big monster, he would never be able to communicate in such a positive way, and it would be even less possible to have such a macro analysis. The most probable result is to force A to go up, and then play GG.

While they were still exploring the blessed land and were still shocked by the power of this giant monster, Mr. Wei had already understood the overall situation and grasped the key points that the other party really cared about?

Moreover, he actually didn't know where the teacher saw this scene, or even if the teacher was in this space now.

What a terrifying strength this is... He maintained a calm tone on the surface, but he couldn't hold back the wild beating of his heart.

Under this questioning, he saw that the big demon in front of him was silent. After a moment of dead silence, Wei Ze's voice transmission rang in his ears again.

"Among the clan, our minds are ever-changing. We cannot and have no intention to change other people's views on demons. But at least for now, we are willing to solve this problem in a non-war way - this is what you need."

"And even if we go out of the blessed land, our code will not change. If you are willing to accept this non-violent approach, then at least within the scope of our grasp, we are willing to give help and peace."

Wei Ze said this with a heavier tone: "Otherwise, with the level of your remnant soul, you can't do anything, right?"

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The voice drifted in the air of the blessed land and was blown far away by the wind. The cold current brushed over the collars of the soldiers, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the figure facing the giant bird in front of them.

"He actually knows so many things?"

After a few seconds passed, a man standing in front of him murmured in a low voice: "It's hard to imagine that he is still a student... Such a young boy can actually have such a negotiating spirit."

"In such a short time, not only was he not frightened by the monsters, he was even able to analyze it to such an extent..."

The person next to him looked at Xie Tianyang, who was speaking in front of him, and nodded his head unintentionally: "Compared with his courage, his calmness and power of observation are more terrifying. It should be said that what the university trains is definitely not a martial artist with only force."

An inexplicable emotion welled up in their hearts. As people who have been working on the front line all the year round, they are more aware of the dangers of the current world situation than anyone else, and they are more worried about the future of the country behind them.

And now, in this... no, this group of young figures facing the giant beast, they saw the real future.

Gu </span> If those who succeeded in the future were all such courageous and resourceful juniors, how bright would the future of this country be?

They suppressed the excitement in their hearts with reason, and focused their attention on the giant beast in front of them. Those golden, illusory eyes reflected the boy's figure, and the pupils showed the meaning of "thinking".

Obviously, this wise monster is also immersed in the same state of mind.

It is looking at the human race boy in front of him with another look.

For a long period of silence, time seemed to stand still, until the cold wave subsided and fell asleep. At a certain moment, a long chirping sound suddenly awakened the silent world.

It was the real "awakening", its cry penetrated the curtain of wind and snow, as if it had issued a solemn command, and a faint response suddenly sounded in the dead wilderness.

The dead bones scattered around came to answer.

In the call of the giant bird, these long-dead skeletons are making a chick-like chirping. In the whispering and singing, the time long buried in history reappeared in front of everyone.

In the ancient times, many years ago, a golden-feathered bird broke out of its shell and began to practice under the bath of spiritual energy. I don't know how many years later, it has a cultivation base, and in the end, it became the king of the demons with thousands of power and knowledge, and it was named "Golden Winged Dapeng".

Its power is so powerful, and its Taoism can even be copied by some foreign travelers, who renamed it "Garuru" and used it as a totem in mythology - but for itself, on the stand After the peak of the group of demons, what the wise demon king felt was "tiredness" and "tiredness".

It was tired of the never-ending territorial competition among the group of demons, and the racial battles that were spawned to improve their cultivation. After the battle, the group of demons was still a mess.

On the other hand, it saw those human races who had no fangs and claws, and even most of them could not cultivate, built countless cities and established a unified "dynasty" - it was determined to make the same achievements, It wants to lead the demon clan out of the forest and establish a dynasty that truly belongs to the demon.

So, like a human monk in seclusion, it fluttered its wings up the towering cliffs and established its own territory on the snow-covered peaks.

It is a territory that belongs to the monsters alone. It is located on the top of the snow-capped mountains all year round. People can't step on it, animals can only look up, and even ordinary birds can't match. In this kingdom that belongs to it alone, it has established its own "civilization".

Yes, civilization. For this top-level monster, it is a civilization as one: it is the knowledge that all monsters need to survive, master all the ways of cultivation from ordinary beasts to monster kings, and know how to transform harsh environments for their use. , the real demon civilization.

Of course, as this existence, it also understands the true method of "inheritance": it can turn into its offspring by pulling out a golden feather on its body.

It engraves all the knowledge they have in their blood. The moment the young birds open their eyes, they know all the theories of survival and cultivation routes, just like a child with a doctorate in mathematics who directly grasps what his mother has learned at birth. calculus.

Even the memory of the Dapeng, which is the mother, can also be directly transmitted to the offspring through the induction of blood vessels.

Under its inheritance, generations of descendants have inherited the best cultivation route in its memory, avoided all possible loopholes, formed rapidly at a speed unmatched by conventional monsters, and then left more inheritances. The offspring of memory, every chick is a perfect replica of Dapeng.

It is a picture of a man as strong as Nuwa, but in a hundred years, it has created a kingdom that truly belongs to it. Every chick in this kingdom is a perfect replica of it, the heir to the demon king who was born at the peak.

They don't even need to cooperate with each other, and they can know everything by themselves, which is much stronger than the human monks of the same level. Each chick is a perfect puzzle piece, and pieces of the same puzzle piece together form the demon kingdom it expects, and then...

After an inexplicable torrential rain, the dark clouds covering the world did not disperse. On a certain day, the dark sky cracked open, and the shadows with their claws and claws poured down a waterfall of thunder and fire.

It saw the earth shake and the mountains were shaken, the rivers and seas were overturned, the dynasties of human beings on the earth were disintegrated, the civilization that he built in his life fell along with the mountains, and the descendants of it were swept away in the moment of contamination. Until the moment before his body was completely destroyed, Golden Winged Dapeng still did not close his eyes.

It doesn't understand, why the perfect empire it created by itself is so vulnerable. It had attributed it to an irresistible natural disaster, but then, it saw it again.

There are still people on this land.

Countless weak people were leaked between the fingers of the natural disaster. The remaining people rebuilt high walls and buildings at an incredible speed. Above the ruins after the disaster, the empire rose again, and the dynasties handed over from generation to generation. Spiraling upwards, the civilization under the dusty light shines again, even brighter than before. When the iron torrent of the human race stood on the earth, the group of monsters were still hiding in the jungle.

It doesn't understand. Its inheritance should be the most complete and perfect, so why would it collapse at the touch of a button? It is even more difficult to understand what methods these people used to have such a vigorous vitality, and to be able to continue to survive under the blow of various disasters. forward.

With such doubts, it fell asleep in this boneyard created by one hand, pondering with only a trace of soul. Until one day, its remnant soul sensed the changes in the world and felt that someone was approaching this cemetery, so it unintentionally pulled it in.

"Blood inheritance, this is the power that can only be possessed by the masters of cultivation. Without such inheritance of memory, the younger generation can only slowly explore and take countless unwarranted detours, which should greatly slow down the pace of cultivation, and then slow down the overall progress. Speed ​​is... but the human race in this world doesn't seem to be like that."

"No matter what kind of disaster you encounter, even if the almighty no longer exists in the world, some of you will always survive, and then go further on the basis of the previous... In what way do you inherit in order to create something more than the bloodline transmission? Outstanding juniors can resist even more terrifying disasters?"

Under the gazes of everyone, UU read www. uukanshu. There was a profound question in the eyes of the giant bird in com: "After the physical body dissipated, I recalled for a long time before I remembered that in the territory of the human race, there seems to be a special kind of inheritor."

"They are responsible for passing on what they have learned to the younger generation, but it is not the inheritance of blood, but the way of communication to pass on those knowledge to the younger generation."

"Compared to the memory inheritance that we use, the inheritance speed of this method is terribly slow, and it often takes years or even decades to pass on one or two. Suspect... But it is under this low-end inheritance that your footprints have never been cut off, and even moved forward."

"So I thought, did I make a mistake, admitting the real reason why the human race can continue to this day. If I can do it all over again, I may also look for such an inheritor in the ethnic group to protect my last inheritance... ."

Speaking of which, the giant bird lowered its illusory and huge head, and the shadows of the crowd in front of him swayed faintly in a pair of golden pupils. That appearance was reflected in the picture of the celestial mirror, and in Wei Ze's eyes outside the mirror, he somehow had the illusion that he was staring at this big monster across the air.

"I remember that your inheritance method is called - teacher."

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