Devil Seeds

In any case, the picky golden fairies were left behind by this sudden change.

There are even some Jinxians who vaguely sense some opportunities.

For example... In the mere world of Dream of Turin, monks from dozens of worlds gathered.

These monks from different worlds are gathered together in one world. If a certain concept is spread among them, maybe they can spread the merits of one world and achieve the fruit of all worlds?

It's a tricky move, but it might work.

Most of the Golden Immortals want a possibility.

In other words, as long as there is a possibility, it is enough for them to work hard!

The gods have the operations and troubles of the gods.

However, from a subtle point of view, all this has nothing to do with ordinary people.

In the world of Dream of Turin, more than 400 years have passed since the first bell was struck.

The evolution of civilization and the progress of society are sometimes far faster than expected... especially with an accelerator like the excavation of ruins.

At this time, in a small town somewhere in the south, as usual, some trivial things happened.

But a huge storm that no one thought would start from here and gradually blow up.

"Stop! Don't run!"

On the noisy street, more than a dozen teenagers chased and shouted in groups.

High or low, thick or thin voices are intertwined, which is just eye-catching, and the chasing teenagers seem to have become a little proud to meet the eyes of the crowd on the street.

His feet subconsciously slowed down a bit, as if he wanted to get more attention, but his voice became louder and louder.

Xue Shaocun ran without looking back, his thin body was like a dexterous ape, swimming through the crowded downtown like a nimble fish.

"Boss! I can't chase any more! The Xue family is the next step, and the Xue family is not easy to mess with. Although Xue Shaocun is a bastard and is not welcomed by the Xue family, he can't always watch him being beaten by others under his nose." !” A thin young man said to the thick-headed young man beside him with a big wooden stick in his hand.

"Pooh!"

He spat out a mouthful of thick saliva.

"It's cheap for that kid!"

After finishing speaking, the young people who had been chasing Xue Shaocun before turned their heads and left with sticks in their hands.

Xue Shaocun stood behind the stone pillar in front of Xue's courtyard, watching secretly.

After seeing the crowd dispersed, he did not turn back to Xue's house, but turned his head and walked towards the untouchable area in the north of the city.

Xue Shaocun belongs to the Xue family, and the Xue family is a wealthy family in the fake Yecheng.

The entire false leaf city and the entire Mu country belong to the Mu people.

And the large clans that live in groups often have the core Shenmu system, as well as the corresponding training and practice methods.

This also gave these wealthy families many advantages over ordinary people.

In the souls of the Mu people, there is the spirit of Shenmu, and each person's spirit of Shenmu is different, and according to the difference, different abilities are awakened.

The Mu people who have the ability are the citizens of this country, and they have freedom and equality.

And the Mu people without the ability to awaken are untouchables.

Xue Shaocun is not an incompetent pariah, but worse...he is a mixed blood.

It is the 'evil species' born from the intermarriage between Mu tribe and foreign tribe.

In his consciousness, he was not born with such a divine tree that should have been born with him, so naturally he couldn't awaken the ability related to it.

Xue Shao has no real sense of existence in the Xue family. No one targets or hates him, but no one likes or gets close to him.

In Xue's house, he lived like a cautious shadow.

Try not to provoke his fellow clansmen who, in his eyes, are too strong, so as not to encounter accidents due to an accident.

Compared with staying in the clan, Xue Shaocun prefers to go to the untouchable area, and listen to some businessmen, poets, and travelers who wander around, talk about things outside the fake Yecheng and Mu country.

In the chaotic untouchable area, in the small market where the sewage and sundries piled up wantonly, some travelers who have traveled here are talking about what they have seen and heard in the jerky wooden language amidst the loud voices of the people.

This is one of the ways travelers survive, telling stories and customs of foreign countries, passing them on to those who want to know the outside world, and getting a little reward.

It is difficult to judge whether the stories told by these travelers are true or not.

Most people have never walked out of the small fake leaf city, even the Mu country itself has a vast territory.

But people believe that the world is infinitely vast.

Because the information obtained from the ruins said so.

People believe in the relics, in the records, and in the existence of incomparably brilliant and ancient civilizations.

And they are just the successors and revivalists of civilization.

"Beyond the country of wood, there is a mountain of shade, and there is a god on the mountain. The height of the god is higher than the tree that supports the sky, and it is as strong as the mountain of Donglai. When he breathes out, he becomes the clouds of thousands of miles. When he urinates, he gathers. It becomes a river, trampled underfoot, the mountains become plains, and the plains become canyons."

"And the creatures under his rule have no worries about food and clothing, as long as they worship their beliefs, everyone is equal." The traveler opened his mouth and said so while holding a poor-quality drink.

Xue Shaocun was very yearning after hearing this.

He does not yearn for food and clothing, but yearns for equality for all.

In this fake leaf city, people are not equal.

And the most unfair thing is that fate does not leave room for those who are willing to work hard.

They have no hope of living.

A person's fate and status are already decided at birth.

"Is there really such a place?"

"Could it be you bragging?" cried one audience member.

The traveler immediately blew his beard and stared: "Yes! Of course there is...you don't believe me?"

"Okay! Then I'll show you the evidence."

After that, he rummaged through his messy baggage.

After a long time, a clay doll was found from a pile of tatters.

Then he held up the puppet and said: "This is the idol I prayed for in the sunshade place. I bowed down to this idol and prayed sincerely. If you can hear that name, you will gain the grace of God."

"How? Do you want to try?"

There were shouts and doubts in the crowd.

Almost everyone believed that the traveler was just trying to trick people into bowing down to him.

The Mu people don't believe in gods, they only believe in the sacred tree 'Eya' recorded in the ruins.

That is the greatest, tallest, and oldest sacred tree in the records, and it is the source of all trees.

The ancestors of the Mu people were conceived by the sacred tree 'Eya'.

When the noisy crowd dispersed, Xue Shaocun walked up to the traveler and asked, "That doll...do you sell it?"

The traveler turned his head and looked at Xue Shaocun a few times.

Then took out the doll.

"you want?"

"If you want it, I'll give it to you, but...you have to make up your mind, sometimes once you choose, there is no turning back." The traveler said.

Xue Shaocun took the doll, held it in his hand and played with it carefully, before he knew it, he was fascinated.

When I looked up again, I realized that the traveler had long since disappeared.