Known as the eternal dark night, it was defeated by the incarnation of the ancient spirit species with one finger. It was like a hole was punched out in the world, and the dark fog covering hundreds of thousands of miles was swept away.
The old priest of the Black Mountain tribe was so shocked that he knelt down on the ground looking at the ancient wilderness. His original guess was correct. It was indeed a divine baby descended from the sky, and it must be the reincarnation of an ancient god.
There have long been rumors in the old land that the fallen ancient gods and demons will reappear in the old land, and the abyss will also return to chaos, and the light and dawn will also reappear.
¡°Old priest, get up!¡±
"I am not the reincarnation of an ancient god or demon as you think, I am a human being."
"To be precise, I am a pathfinder. You wouldn't understand this."
¡°Just think of me as a descendant of the Taichu Ancient Clan!¡±
Guhuang helped the old priest on the ground, and the young man from the Black Mountain tribe named Chen had already fallen into a coma. Naturally, he was knocked unconscious by the old priest himself.
"The ancient clan of Taichu"
"Creator?"
"The Lord of all things, the peerless Creator."
"Great Creator, have you returned?"
The old priest stood up tremblingly. This is an existence older than the ancient gods and demons. It is the creator of all things!
¡°Old priest, you actually know about the ancient Taichu clan?¡±
"It seems that your Black Mountain tribe is not just a small tribe!"
"Strange, the life factor of your Black Mountain tribe is 99% similar to our human race. To be precise, it is a branch of the human race."
"But you are indeed a little bit different from the human race, which is really strange."
"Even I can't tell a single thing about which race you are from."
Guhuang and the old priest have returned to the stone house. Looking at Chen in the hands of the old priest, Guhuang becomes completely thoughtful.
"Lord Creator, the ancestors of our Black Mountain tribe, a long, long time ago, when this old land was still ruled by the Creator."
"We are servants created by the Creator, but with the silence of the old land and the death of the innate gods and demons, our Black Mountain tribe also collapsed."
"We once had a brilliant civilization, and the Creators gave us knowledge, but now everything is gone. I am the last priest of the Black Mountain tribe."
"These are all from my bloodline. It is said that the Creator said that the only difference in this part of us is the process of self-generated civilization evolution."
"Furthermore, the Creator told our ancestors that what the human race itself needs has never been blood, but its own cognition, civilization, origin, culture and other components."
"Lord Creator, are you coming back now?"
The old priest still showed incomparable awe. He was ten times more in awe of the Creator who controls all creation spirits than he was of the innate gods and demons.
"Return!"
"Maybe!"
"Mr. Priest, I hope you will keep everything that happened today a secret."
"In the next few years, I will still live in the Black Mountain tribe."
"You can make a request to me, provided I can fulfill it."
Naturally, the ancient wilderness has not left directly. Although the main road has been completed now, now that this trumpet is open, let¡¯s get in touch with the secrets of the old land.
"Lord Creator, the Eternal Dark Night has been shattered by you, and the Black Mountain tribe will be safe for a long time to come."
"But the living conditions of the Black Mountain tribe are too difficult. The tribesmen do not die at the hands of wild beasts every year, but they are all killed by strange attacks."
"Please, Lord Creator, give us a way to fight against the weirdness?"
"If we want to survive, we must become stronger ourselves."
The old priest did not ask for too much, for fear of arousing the resentment of the Creators, he simply made a request that was not too big or too small.
"Priest, don't call me the Creator."
"You can continue to call me Huang! I already understand the situation of the Black Mountain tribe."
"The weirdness itself is not scary. I will teach you a set of techniques, as long as you, the Black Mountain tribe, practice it."
"You can master extraordinary power and fight against weirdness."
"In the future, we can still be the overlord within tens of millions of miles."
"Old priest, your body is very fragile, but your soul is beyond the power of ordinary people. Now you have two choices. First, I will reshape your body so that you have a body that matches your soul."
"The second is to give up your body and exist as a soul."
¡°The former needs to slowly become stronger, while the latter can gain powerful power immediately and be able to protect the growth of the new generation of the Black Mountain tribe.¡±
Guhuang looked at the old priest in front of him and directly threw out two choices. You must know that each choice is important, but it depends on how to choose.
"Huang, I choose the second option."
"I am already in my twilight years, as long as I can protect the Black Mountain tribe."
¡°Leave the opportunity to these children!¡±
"No matter what it looks like, I really don't care."
¡°The life of the Black Mountain tribe is too hard, they shouldn¡¯t be like this.¡±
The old priest sighed softly, even in the state of his soul, as long as he can protect the Black Mountain tribe, everything is worth it, and there is a price to gain power.
"Okay, okay, okay, old man, I saw the right person."
"Those who can serve the people wholeheartedly, no matter how strong or weak, are worthy of respect."
"Old priest, we are destined to meet each other. I will give you a great opportunity today."
"The most suitable one for your Black Mountain tribe is the wild side. There are two cultivation methods on the wild side. One is a war pattern master who is born with a powerful soul and connects the power of heaven and earth to form various war patterns. The other is to fight ferocious beasts and giant birds to steal their energy. A blood martial artist whose blood essence strengthens his body."
"Today I will teach you the cultivation method of the wild side. I can only be your guide. Where you can go in the future depends entirely on your own destiny."
After saying that, the ancient wilderness integrated a finger into the old priest's eyebrows, and countless knowledge was imprinted in his soul. The two major routes on the wilderness side can gain strength in the shortest time, and can also become powerful in the shortest time. This is enough for the Black Mountain tribe at present. .
"Thank you, Lord Creator."
¡°The Black Mountain Tribe swears that it is willing to serve the Creator forever.¡±
"The Black Mountain tribe will never be destroyed, this oath will last forever."
The old priest knelt on the ground, his eyes full of deep gratitude and awe. From then on, the Black Mountain tribe had a complete inheritance, and the tribesmen no longer had to worry about their survival.
"Priest, I am only responsible for spreading the Dharma. I will not interfere with how the Black Mountain tribe develops."
"Apart from you, the Black Mountain tribe will never remember my existence."
¡°I¡¯ll give you a piece of advice: Things cannot exist without a name, and people cannot help but stand.¡±
"I will travel far and continue to travel. I hope that when I return, I can see a different Black Mountain tribe."
"I have set up a barrier over a thousand miles, but the barrier is only for twenty years. No enemy will be able to find you during these twenty years."
"Twenty years from now, it will be up to you."
"Old priest, see you again by chance."
After saying that, Guhuang stepped into the void, waved his hand to isolate the realm of thousands of miles, and his figure was already traveling towards the world. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com