Ancient Dragon Village In the evening, it should have fallen into deathly silence with the setting sun. This place is located in a remote place. Except for a few sporadic barkings of local dogs, even the sound of the wind usually sounds desolate. But today, the slightly cramped courtyard of Lao Gu's house was three times more lively than attending the New Year's Fair.
"Old Gu! You are such a dull gourd but you have raised an amazing son! I heard that Xiao Tian's son brought back a row of wives from the city to compete with the gods. Is it true? Let us open our eyes!"
"Oh, old lady, you've fallen into a trap this time! There are so many pretty girls surrounding you, are you worthy of being a mother-in-law in the future? I'm afraid there will be people competing for sewing work, so why don't you come over?"
The villagers' daily life is extremely boring. In addition to digging food in the fields, they squat on the walls and repair farm tools. Now that they heard such a bizarre gossip, they would rather the work in the fields go to waste, and have to come over to see something new.
In less than half an hour, three thick layers of human walls surrounded the originally unstable rammed-earth courtyard wall of Lao Gu's family. There were even a few mischievous young men who climbed up the old crooked-necked willow tree outside the courtyard like monkeys. They stretched their necks and looked in, exclaiming incessantly.
How has the honest Gu Hai ever seen such a battle? His big calloused hands were rubbing together nervously, and while he was giggling awkwardly, he took out cheap tobacco leaves from his arms to spread cigarettes for the villagers. Due to nervousness, there were thick beads of sweat on his forehead. The numbness was coming out, and it was dazzling in the setting sun. Lin Ping seemed even more at a loss. He was holding an empty teapot in his hand, pacing back and forth between the door and the stove, looking at the familiar faces filled with envy and jealousy, all he could do was giggle.
Just when the atmosphere was so awkward that it was about to freeze, Na'er showed some amazing social talent.
"Hello, uncle! Hello, aunt! Everyone, please come in quickly. Don't stand outside. The courtyard is small but you can still sit down!" Na'er greeted him with a smile. His silver hair was shining in the sunset, and his purple eyes were curved into crescents. They were so pure that these folks who had been dealing with the yellow land all their lives could not have any evil thoughts.
Not only was her mouth as sweet as honey, her movements were even more nimble. She took the initiative to grab the whole bag of rainbow candies bought at Star Luo City's most expensive snack shop from Xiao Wu's arms, trotted to the entrance of the hospital, and distributed them one by one to the children with runny noses. Damn it. For those gossipy old ladies, Na'er even held their hands and praised them to the point of exultation in a few words. After a while, they started talking about household affairs with the mothers-in-law, and even found out everything about the Wang family at the head of the village who lost their chickens.
"From Lao Gu's family, not only does your little daughter-in-law look like the one in the painting, but her enthusiasm for treating people is also impeccable! Which rich family brought this upbringing?" The villagers chewed on the sweet and greasy snacks they had never tasted before and praised her. The atmosphere in the whole yard instantly changed from the initial trial to an extremely cheerful one.
Gu Tian was sitting on a stone bench nearby, looking at Na'er's appearance as a social gangster, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. Taking advantage of the gap between his parents being surrounded by enthusiastic villagers, he winked at Gu Yue and asked her to take care of Zhu Zhuqing, and then quietly pulled the old village chief to a crooked willow tree in the corner of the yard.
"Grandpa, village chief, I have something I want to ask you specifically." Gu Tian took out a pack of top-quality tobacco leaves specially supplied by Star Luo City from his arms. Due to the nourishment of spiritual energy, the tobacco leaves exuded a faint fragrance of grass and trees.
The old village chief sniffed the rich aroma of smoke, and his eyes instantly brightened up. He smiled and carefully put the tobacco leaves into his arms. It was a luxury item that he was reluctant to smoke once a year.
"Tian'er, you are now the most promising person in our Ancient Dragon Village in a hundred years. If you have anything to ask, just ask. As long as the old man knows, he will never hide anything."
"Village chief, tell me the truth, what do you mean by this thick purple fog in our Ancient Dragon Village, and the valley in the back mountain where no one has ever come out?" Gu Tian's eyes became deep and sharp, as if he wanted to see through the fog in the distance, "I have been to many places in the past six months of school, whether it is Heaven Dou or Star Luo Empire, I found that only the Soul Power here will be lost inexplicably, and... this Purple Mist always gives me the feeling that it is guarding or imprisoning something. It does not seem to be naturally formed, but seems to be alive."
The village chief's smile froze slightly. He looked around to make sure that the noisy villagers were not paying attention, and then sighed slowly, his expression becoming more solemn and mysterious than ever before.
"Tian'er, since you have awakened Soul Power and become a big shot, I won't hide it from you, old man." The village chief pointed to the direction of the back mountain that was covered by Purple Mist. His voice was very low, with a hint of the heaviness of time, "That is Dragon Valley, When our Ancient Dragon Village ancestors first settled here, they left behind the ancestral precepts engraved on the stone tablet: It is better to starve to death than enter the valley. From generation to generation in the village, it is said that the bones of the ancient dragon are buried in the valley. It is a miracle from heaven, but for us mortals, it is also an inescapable curse."
"Then why don't you move out with everyone?" Gu Tian frowned slightly and asked the doubts in his heart, "Outside, as long as Soul Power is awakened, even if it is only the weakest level, it is better than being a commoner who is drained by Soul Power here, right? Why would everyone rather be suppressed by this Purple Mist than guard this barren land?"
"Move out?" The village chief suddenly chuckled, and there was a cunningness in that smile that only the elders could understand. He pointed at the villagers around him who were simple but had a ruddy complexion, and then pointed at the farmland in the distance, "Tian'er, look at the people in our village, who is not red-faced and strong? Look at the crops in the field, the wheat ears outside are only as big as a finger, and the wheat ears here are almost as thick as the forearm!"
"Being close to that Dragon Valley, although I will never be a Soul Master in this life, the nutrients in this land are the dragon energy scattered by the gods in the sky. Our village has no worries about food and clothing, and every household has surplus food. Even if we don't go hunting, this is a safe place that cannot be found in the entire empire. Who is willing to give up this food and become a precarious refugee outside?"
Gu Tian suddenly understood, and a complicated thought exploded in his mind. It seems that after Mountain Dragon King Lucoa transformed into a valley, in order to protect this land, the life essence that escaped not only nourished the earth's veins, but also inadvertently nourished the people of this area.
This kind of energy is deprived of high-level Soul Master, but it is the top tonic for the crops in the field. In this way, the Dragon King turned his gift into nutrients for the crops, giving this group of mortals the most ordinary and solid stability.
"Then... where is the entrance to Dragon Valley?" Gu Tian asked the core question that has been hovering in the bottom of his heart.
The village chief glanced at the back mountain that was dyed dark purple by the setting sun with some fear, and pointed tremblingly at a path to the south of the village that was almost completely buried in waist-deep weeds. "Go south five or six miles from there, and you will see a thousand-year-old tree that has been dead for who knows how many years. Sophora japonica tree. Walk a hundred steps further in, and the place where Purple Mist is the thickest and too thick to be melted is the entrance. But Tian'er, grandpa sincerely advises you that curiosity killed the cat. You are the hope of our village. Don't risk your life to try that ancient taboo."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Village Chief, I am sensible." Gu Tian thanked you with a smile, but his eyes were already like eagles, flying sharply towards the forbidden land in the south.
That night, as the last wave of unsatisfied villagers dispersed, the Gu family courtyard returned to deep silence.
Due to the hard work and great joy during the day, their parents were already snoring like thunder. Several girls also fell asleep in the new fluffy duvets arranged by Gu Tian. Only Gu Tian was sitting on the stone bench in the yard, closing his eyes to rest, but his consciousness had transcended the shackles of the body and sunk into the starry Sea of Consciousness.
"Sister Lin Xi, the location is locked, just in the south of the village. The energy feedback is the strongest there." Gu Tian said to the elegant and noble nine-color figure on the balcony of the villa.
Ao Linxi slowly stood up from the rocking chair. Her eyes seemed to have penetrated the boundary of the spiritual sea, penetrated the heavy soil, and looked directly at the ancient backbone sleeping on the edge of the continent. At that moment, the eyes of the ancestor of the dragon race were filled with a feeling of wanting to pay tribute, but also mixed with a trace of determination to win.
"Lucoa... Now that I'm back, I have to go see her. This is not just a memorial, but more importantly, the Divine Realm war was extremely tragic, and not only does her immortal legacy remain in the valley, The remains are buried with countless broken origin fragments scattered after the dragon warriors died in battle. Although those fragments are extremely poisonous to ordinary Soul Master, for you who are carrying Dragon God Bloodline, they are currently the best tonic."
"I'll go too."
A dazzling fiery red light suddenly appeared in Sea of Consciousness. At this time, she had put on the Fire Dragon Spirit Armor with dark red magma lines flowing, and Red Lotus Karma Fire was faintly beating on her fists, causing waves of scorching heat waves.
"I would like to see that after tens of thousands of years, the seal left by those hypocritical old bastards Divine Realm is still a bit strong. Xiao Tian, we will set off tonight. I will accompany you to go to the broken forest in person to see who dares to stop Dragon God's return!"
Gu Tian opened his eyes suddenly and exhaled a white breath in the cold moonlight. He turned his head and glanced at Na'er who was holding his arm next to him, and a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes. Then, he gently pulled out his arms, covered them with quilts, quietly climbed over the courtyard wall, followed the long-abandoned path in the south of the village, and quickly headed towards the taboo abyss that made thousands of Soul Master talk about it.