Chapter 907

"Hundreds of years ago, there were many ancient martial families in the world, which you should have heard of?" After talking for a long time, the writer was thirsty. He poured himself a cup of tea and continued.

Monan nodded.

Today's guwu aristocratic family is only developed from the relics found in the old sites of those families.

He heard Zheng Ting mention this.

It seems that one day, all those old families suddenly disappeared. Because he didn't pay attention to them at that time, he didn't remember them very much.

"Just know."

The writer sipped his tea and then said:

"Hundreds of years ago, all the ancient warriors at that time disappeared together. There are a lot of rumors about this in the ancient martial arts circle, but according to the information we have, they just left."

"Left?" Monan's eyebrows were raised.

He can't figure it out. If he leaves, it's difficult for him to go abroad, but even so, he won't lose the news.

"Yes, they left. To be exact, they went to another world." Weng affirms.

Hearing this, Monan was completely shocked.

It sounds like a Book of heaven.

But the writer didn't care whether he could accept it or not. Now that he had said it, he confided it

"This information is not a random guess without reason. You've heard about the hermits, haven't you?"

"They are the real rulers in the ancient martial arts world. Even if they are the Dragon chamber of Commerce, they dare not challenge them easily."

"But these clans did not exist at the beginning, although they rarely appeared, and the exact number is unknown.

However, according to the records of the chamber of Commerce, every 30 years, several new clans of seclusion will suddenly appear in the world, and these clans were just a certain family in the ancient Wu Kingdom before. "

"At the same time of their rise, there will suddenly appear several mysterious strong men in the ancient martial arts world who are not sure where they are going. They will challenge everywhere, but they will never be defeated."

"After a while, these people disappear, and those who lose news together, as well as those newly rising families, who were very famous geniuses."

Pen writer Weng said here, his face gradually dignified: "these things are too strange, people have to put together Association."

"But until 27 years ago, all this was just speculation, until that day..."

The writer can't help falling into memory.

That day.

He was visiting his friends at the foot of Kunlun mountain. Suddenly, there was thunder in the air. The whole world seemed to be covered by a curtain. He ran out of the door in a hurry and saw a shocking scene.

On the top of the mountain.

Several figures were standing in the air like immortals. One of them was besieged by the others and nearly died in battle. Finally, he escaped with a package

But these are not the most important, the key is that he saw with his own eyes, on the top of the mountain, in the sky, as if there was a different world, pavilions, misty smoke, like a fairyland.

At that moment, he was struck by lightning, as if he understood everything.

Touching his beard, pen writer Weng said in a deep voice: "at that time, not only I saw that scene, but the next day, it was spread."

"But later, many big clans of seclusion went out to wipe out those who witnessed the ancient martial arts. That is to say, I was already the vice president of the Dragon chamber of commerce at that time, and I was warned not to disclose this matter, so I got away with it."

"Since then, it has become a taboo, and no one dare to talk about it. Today, almost all the people in those years have gone to the Loess Plateau, and only the senior members of big forces and families remember it."

"Now, do you understand?"

After telling the old stories, the writer asked with relief.

"Well."

Mo Nan shook his head and said frankly, "I don't quite understand."

To be reasonable, what the writer said just now sounds like a fairy tale. He can't believe it.

But in addition, he also analyzed something.

"So, do you think that the rise of those big families is only due to the genius that is valued by people in that world?" Monan said slowly.

Hearing this, the writer nodded with satisfaction.

At this point, everything has been completely said. He hopes that Monan will also be selected. By that time, the Dragon chamber of Commerce will become one of the big families, which will affect the rules of the whole ancient martial arts.

"According to the calculation, those people appear every 30 years. Now it's less than a year since the last 30 years." Pen writer Weng looked at Mo Nan with a smile, as if he would be selected.

"When those people appear, the major families and forces call it the day of return."

"What does this have to do with the return?" Monan frowned.

"Of course it does." The writer drank all the tea in his cup and put it aside: "in fact, later a big family came forward and said implicitly that the young strong men who suddenly emerged were the descendants of the old guwu family who disappeared at the beginning."

"I see." Trying to digest the extra information in his head, Monan nodded. However, after knowing everything, his mood sank: "so, do you want me to leave with them when I am selected?" Mo Nan sneered: "did you forget one thing? Who said I would go with them?"“ This... "Pen Weng a Leng. He just reflected one thing at the moment. Monan is different from them. This boy still has many concerns in the world. How can he leave easily? "..." After a period of silence, pen writer Weng sighed: "in a word, I have already told you what to say. I will not force you to choose in the end."“ "Oh?" Mo Nan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the writer had made so much effort to compromise so easily. But the old man didn't want to force him. To be honest, he really didn't want to participate in those messy things. The only thing he wanted now was to live a good life with Su Bingqing. Taking advantage of this opportunity, there were still some questions in his mind, and Mo Nan asked them at one time: "those masters can't come out easily, and they are also the rules set by the clans of the hidden world?"“ Of course, if not, how many people can limit it? " The writer nodded his head. Immediately, without waiting for Mo nan to ask, he took the initiative to explain some things: "in addition, most of the ancient martial arts spread in the world actually have problems, which are fragmentary articles. You have found out this, right?" The writer can feel that Monan's spiritual strength is different from that of ordinary people. There can only be one explanation for this, so he says frankly: "you must remember that as long as you know it clearly, you must not tell other people, no matter who you are, or you will be in big trouble."