The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Thirty-six domains of the spiritual world.

But Falling Spirit Realm is not among the thirty-six realms.

In this small tribe, only the old man can read and write. He returned from studying abroad, and now he is teaching the children to read and write. Unfortunately, in the tribe, only the words he carved on the bamboo slips are used as books.

What makes him even more helpless is that in this barren land, strength is the most respected, and the strong are the most important. Although he is a little valued by the tribe because of his knowledge, overall, the tribe still respects the strong. .

Therefore, these children focus on learning to hunt and exercise themselves, and very few of them are willing to let their own children learn to read.

As for the children who come to him to study, eight out of ten cannot read characters calmly, and their learning is a mess.

The old man seemed very helpless when he said this.

"In the early years, when I traveled abroad, I heard some legends from Wang Xingyu's friends, but I don't know whether it is true or not."

The old man said: "Fellow Daoists must also know that there are many legends in the world, some are true, and some are purely fabricated by the predecessors, so it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. It's not that important anymore."

Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "The old gentleman is right."

The old man pondered and said: "About the Fallen Spirit Realm, it involves the fairy gods of the distant era. It is said that they can move mountains and seas, and move stars to change the sun, but it fell there. The endless years are still immortal, resulting in that piece of land where not a single blade of grass can grow, and no living beings can survive there. Fortunately, fellow Taoists did not enter there... I heard that no matter how powerful a person enters there, they will die violently .”

Zhuang Ming looked solemn, he really felt the invisible throbbing.

But that doesn't seem like a power.

It's just an invisible and qualityless breath that pervades tens of millions of miles.

This kind of breath does not know the source, where it comes from, or what it comes from.

But as strong as him, there is also a throbbing feeling that is hard to breathe.

Under such power and influence, it is true that no living beings can grow there. Before the Shengjun calendar, the highest practice in the heavens and myriad worlds was the Zhenxuan Nine Seals, and such an existence could not penetrate into the so-called Falling Spirit Realm.

Even the old man can't be sure if such a legend is true or not.

But Zhuang Ming felt that it might not be false.

"I don't know what the name of the ancient fairy god who fell there is, but it is called the Fallen Spirit Realm, and in many places, it is called a god."

The old man said: "This is called Stargazing Field, but I don't know where it came from. According to my friend, maybe it's because here, you can watch the fall of immortals and gods at that time, so this place is called Stargazing Field... But this This kind of speculation is just what he said, and it is not even recorded in the classics."

Zhuang Ming nodded slightly, and said again: "Going south from here is the Falling Spirit Realm, so how about going north?"

The old man said: "It is close to the Invitation Spirit Realm, but if you go further north, I don't know about it, but in the Star Gazing Realm, there are large and small tribes, mountains and rivers everywhere, old villages and stone cities. A map is intended to be kept in the tribe and future generations. However, it has been more than 20 years, and I heard that the stargazing area has changed a lot, and the map may not be accurate."

He turned around and went in, and took a huge wolf skin, on which was a large map of the terrain, marked with many words.

"If fellow daoist doesn't dislike it, you can give it to fellow daoist as a souvenir."

"Thank you, sir."

Zhuang Ming saluted.

The old man nodded again, and said: "Tonight, I invite fellow Taoists to stay in the tribe. You saved the lives of Chief Yan and the others, so you should let them entertain you. Tomorrow there will be a grand meeting to worship the gods in Jieshi City. Fellow Taoists can Go and see the excitement."

Zhuang Ming looked at the wolfskin map in his hand, Jieshi City was about eight thousand miles away.

For practitioners, the range of eight thousand miles is not far away.

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Get out of the old man's house.

Zhuang Ming glanced back, his eyes were somewhat complicated.

This old man is the most knowledgeable person in the tribe, but in fact, if his knowledge is placed outside, it is very shallow.

This old man intends to let the people of the tribe read and write, and in an era where strength is the most important thing, they can understand writing, etiquette, and more things. world.

When the old man was young, he had courage and courage beyond his peers in the tribe, so he went out to make a living, but obviously he couldn't make much of a name outside, so he returned to his hometown.

This old man wanted to change, but he didn't have extraordinary talents. He was destined to spend a mediocre life in this tribe, but compared to other people in the tribe, he had at least seen the splendor of the outside world, so his life was not in vain.

However, for him, the splendor of the outside world is outside the tribe, other places in the stargazing domain, and people from other regions.

Perhaps compared to Zhuang Ming's structure, he is still a "frog at the bottom of the well" with a very small structure, but he has already surpassed the tribe, but for some reason, in Zhuang Ming's heart, he feels a little regretful.

This aging old man is powerless to change the status quo, but he is still struggling to change the status quo. After all, he cannot fulfill his wish. On him, there is a kind of sadness of the sunset.

"Chief Yan."

Zhuang Ming greeted the man holding the bone bow, and said: "The old man told me that there will be a grand ceremony for worshiping the gods in Jieshi City tomorrow."

Leader Yan's expression suddenly became complicated, and he nodded immediately: "Tomorrow, I will go with my benefactor."

The Black-scaled Divine Tiger groaned, and looked at Zhuang Ming's expression, still feeling uneasy.

Zhuang Ming calmly said: "You go with me."

The Black-scaled Divine Tiger didn't know whether it was sadness or joy, so he lowered his head.

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into the night.

In the tribe, entertain Zhuang Ming.

Barbecue with strong wine is nothing more than that. Among the tribes in the wilderness, there is no good food and wine.

The old man did not attend, but he ordered someone to summon the Yan leader.

For Zhuang Ming, the troubles of the whole tribe cannot be hidden from him.

"Chief Yan."

The old man exhorted: "The person who can easily subdue the black-scaled tiger will not be an ordinary person. He should be the kind of strong man in the legend, perhaps even stronger than the wizards in Jieshi City. This person comes from the spirit world The other worlds are very far away, so far away that it is unimaginable. If you go to Jieshi City with him, you must not offend him, and don’t ask him what he thinks. Just take him for fun. Don’t have other thoughts. If you send him away, it will be difficult to meet again in this life, and we will not be able to cling to him... But along the way, if he is willing to give you some benefits, you can't refuse, maybe for the tribe, it will be enough for several generations. "

Leader Yan looked solemn and responded.

Outside, Zhuang Ming smiled slightly and took a sip of wine.

This old man is not intelligent, and his judgments on many things are not accurate, but he is indeed different from these straightforward young men in the tribe, at least he can distinguish some specious things.

"pity……"