Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 292: Mingdong's Life Experience

The space in the main hall is very large and empty at the same time. Apart from a throne in the front, there is nothing else, not even the most basic pillars, and I don't know how the roof of the hall was built. Beside the throne at the front, a figure in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back, with his back to Jian Chen and the two of them. He didn't exude any aura, but it gave people an illusion, as if he had merged with the heaven and the earth. .

Jian Chen and Ming Dong walked side by side, and finally stopped in the center of the hall, then they cupped their hands at the white-robed man in front at the same time: "I have seen you, senior."

"Alas..." A long sigh came from the mouth, just a single word, but full of vicissitudes. Immediately, the man turned around slowly, and it was only then that Jian Chen and the two could see his appearance clearly. He turned out to be a middle-aged man, who looked about forty years old, with a capable face.

The middle-aged man in the white robe kept staring at Ming Dong. His ordinary eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the mystery of the world and see through everything in the world. Nothing could hide anything under his gaze. After a long time, the middle-aged man in the white robe Heaved a long sigh again, looked away from Mingdong, looked at the high sky above, as if he could see through the roof of the temple, straight into the nine heavens, and sighed: "Five thousand years... five thousand years, one day, I I have finally found your descendant, and I can finally fulfill your last wish."

"Five thousand years!" Hearing these words, Jian Chen and Ming Dong were shocked. Could it be that the middle-aged man in front of him who looked only about forty years old was an old monster who had lived for five thousand years? As for what the middle-aged man said later, the two of them didn't listen to it.

"Alas..." The middle-aged man seemed to be thinking of some past events, sighed again and again, then his eyes fell on Ming Dong, with a smile on his face, he said: "Son, come here."

Ming Dong dawdled, walked forward a certain distance with anxiety, and said respectfully: "Senior!"

In the middle-aged man's hand appeared out of thin air a palm-sized ancient jade that exuded green light. Just as the ancient jade appeared, the expression on Ming Dong's face changed, and his eyes could no longer move away from the ancient jade.

"Child, do you feel a magical call calling you, making you unable to control yourself?" The middle-aged man looked at Mingdong with a smile on his face, and said softly.

"Yes, senior!" Ming Dong never took his eyes off Gu Yu.

"This piece of ancient jade has been in my place for five thousand years. It was given to me by your ancestors back then. It recorded what he had learned all his life and told me that if I find his descendants one day, I will give this piece of ancient jade to you." Give the jade to him, now, I can finally help my old friend fulfill this last wish." The middle-aged man's tone was full of vicissitudes of life, and then he waved his hand, and the ancient jade was wrapped in an invisible force, exuding a sense of treasure. The light slowly floated in front of Ming Dong.

Looking at the ancient jade floating in front of him, a strong call from the blood appeared in Mingdong's heart, making Mingdong almost reach out to pick up the ancient jade uncontrollably several times, but he forcibly restrained it After coming down, his mind is full of doubts, and everything that happened now makes him confused.

Mingdong sorted out the thoughts in his head, looked at the middle-aged man in white robe, and said with a puzzled face: "Senior, is this piece of ancient jade really left by my ancestor? And who is my ancestor?" ? You must have found the wrong person, I have never heard of my ancestors since I was a child."

"Alas..." The middle-aged man sighed again, his voice was full of sorrow, and he murmured, "One day, I didn't expect that after five thousand years, even your descendants would not remember you." His tone was full of sadness, then he looked at Mingdong and said, "Son, what's your name."

"Senior, my name is Mingdong!" Mingdong replied.

"Mingdong, Mingdong, what a good name." The middle-aged man muttered a few words in a low voice, and said, "Son, now let me tell you what happened to the Ming family five thousand years ago."

The middle-aged man pondered for a while, then looked up at the sky, as if lost in memory, and said slowly: "Five thousand years ago, your Ming family was considered a rich and famous family. A heavenly genius who broke through to the realm of an earth sage at the age of thirty, he is your ancestor—Ming Yitian."

"Your ancestor Ming and I met by accident one day, and later we became friends, and we jointly created a mercenary group, traveled the world, experienced countless life-and-death battles, lived and died together countless times, climbed out of the dead, and made me You and your ancestor Ming Yi have already become close friends who live and die together."

"A hundred years later, your ancestor Ming Yi and I reached the peak of the Sky Saint Master at the same time, and these hundred years have already made us both tired of the mercenary career, so we quit the mercenary world at the same time, and came to a deep mountain and old forest to live and die Guan, prepare to stand up and be holy."

"Ten years later, the two of us successfully broke through the realm of the Holy King at the same time, and then broke through, traveled to Tianyuan Continent, explored many desperate places, and gained some gains. Decades later, your ancestors and I are both as powerful as you are. There was a lot of improvement, and I finally decided to enter the Devil's Nest of Death, and in the Devil's Nest of Death, I was accidentally attacked by a curse, and your ancestor Ming Tian cast a spell on me with his own body in order to save me, and he gave up Save yourself, save me."

Speaking of this, the expression on the face of the middle-aged man became extremely dignified, mixed with grief that could not be concealed, and said in a deep voice: "The Devil's Nest of Death is the most dangerous Jedi on the Tianyuan Continent. With the strength of our Holy King You still can’t protect yourself inside, the power of the curse is too terrifying, even with the strength of your ancestors, you can’t resist the erosion of the power of the curse, and you only have two months to live in the end.”

"After knowing that he was going to die, your ancestor quietly returned to the Ming family in order to be able to spend the last days contentedly, but what he never expected was that when he returned to the Ming family, everything was already changed. , The glorious Naruto family no longer exists, it was wiped out by the enemies we provoked more than 30 years ago, and the descendants of the Naruto family are all gone.”

"And your ancestor and I wandered away from the Tianyuan Continent all day, and our whereabouts are erratic. We have already left the Ming family for an unknown distance, so the two of us have no knowledge of the Ming family's destruction."

"Such a tragic ending made your ancestor Ming Tian feel extremely sad. He never expected that his family would end up in such a tragic end at the moment when his life was about to end. At that time, I stood by your ancestor's side. I understand his feelings very well. It was so painful, he left two lines of blood and tears."

"Next, your ancestor and I searched all over the world for the enemy who would destroy the Naruto family. Unfortunately, although we had good strength at that time, there were only two of us after all, and we had offended many enemies. In addition, more than 30 years have passed, and many people have forgotten about the destruction of the Naruto family, resulting in the interruption of many clues. In this short period of two months, we have not found any useful information at all. There is no news, and it is not even known whether any descendants of the Ming family survived by chance."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly became sad, and he said in a low voice: "Two months later, because of the power of the curse, your ancestor passed away with a face full of regret and unwillingness. , engrave all the knowledge I have learned all my life in this piece of ancient jade with my spiritual thoughts, and entrust it to me. If one day I meet a descendant of the Ming family, I will hand over this jade to his descendant, forget it But he has a last wish."

"One day's departure made me very sad. He and I were not only close friends in life and death, but also the best brother in my life, and he died for me. I took the ancient jade that he entrusted to me before he died, I traveled all over the Tianyuan Continent to find the enemies who destroyed the Ming family and the descendants of the Ming family who might survive. I searched hard for three hundred years and wiped out many forces that might be the murderers. Unfortunately, for the descendants of the Ming family There is still no news, and this has always been the biggest regret in my heart."

The middle-aged man sighed, looked at Ming Dong softly, and said: "Fortunately, God has eyes, I didn't expect that after five thousand years, I would unexpectedly meet a descendant of the Ming family. If not, then he should die in peace under the Nine Springs."

After listening to the middle-aged man's narration, Ming Dong's expression had already become sluggish. What the middle-aged man said shocked him too much. It caused a great shock to his mind. He is a little hard to accept.

He never imagined that the Ming family had such a glorious and tragic story.

Jian Chen, who was standing by the side, was also stunned by the words the middle-aged man said, and what shocked him even more was the strength of the middle-aged man. The holy king of years ago was enough to make him look up to the supreme existence.

The middle-aged man slowly came to Mingdong, and he looked at Mingdong as if an elder looked at a younger generation, but also as if he was looking at his own descendants, full of love and care, in short, it was very complicated.

"Son, you should be here to participate in the 50-year-old mercenary tournament." The middle-aged man said to Mingdong with a soft voice.

Ming Dong nodded numbly, and now he still hasn't recovered from the shock in his heart.

"Are your parents still there?" The middle-aged man continued to ask.

"Now, my parents have always lived in the mountain village, but my grandfather went hunting in the mountains when I was young, and fell off the cliff and died." Mingdong replied.

The middle-aged man sighed softly, his expression full of pain, and he said: "After the mercenary tournament is over, I will accompany you to take your family over. I will take care of them instead of one day. I must never watch the descendants of Yitian live such a difficult life, I am a brother, I am sorry for him, I owe him too much."

"Thank you, senior!" Mingdong was overjoyed. With the care of the middle-aged man, his family could not live a happy and safe life. After all, this was a holy king five thousand years ago, and even more so At least the masters of the sky sages admire the master of the temple very much. Many people will never be able to see such a strong man in their lifetime.

The grief on the middle-aged man's expression slowly faded, and he said with a smile: "My child, your ancestor and I are life-and-death friends, and you don't need to call me senior. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Tian."

"Yes, Uncle Tian!" Ming Dong called out respectfully.

The smile on the middle-aged man's face became even stronger, and he said: "Son, your current strength is still too weak, you should stay here for the time being, and I will do my best not to destroy your foundation." Under the premise of helping you improve your strength, whether the Ming family's past glory can be reappeared in the world depends entirely on you, don't let your ancestors down."