“In ancient times, that is, 10,000 years ago, the Kyushu Continent was not called this name, and there were no countries established by humans as numerous as the stars today.
At that time, the heaven and earth were peaceful and all things coexisted.
Elves are singing and dancing in the air, goblins are playing in the jungle, and legendary immortals can be seen everywhere, responsible for the rules and order everywhere.
The fairy world at that time was just like the human world today, with hierarchies based on factors such as birth and magic power.
For example, the race that has existed since the beginning of Hongmeng is respected and worshiped by everyone even if they are also immortals.
This is the case for the extremely noble Golden Crow clan.
They have a transcendent status and are rare in number.
In ancient times, they were regarded as leader-like beings by almost all creatures.
This clan was regarded as a symbol of light and hope by the creatures at that time, and they lived in the center of the continent.
Their residence was called Guangming Peak, which is now Moshan.
It is said that Mo Mountain was not so dark back then, and there was not even a root of grass above the mountainside.
At that time, the golden light emitting from it could be seen from thousands of miles away, and there was no darkness for dozens of miles around Guangming Peak.
There are also countless fairy trees and beautiful fruits on the mountain.
The whole mountain is filled with fairy spirit.
Every morning, the Golden Crow clan living above will transform into their original form, spreading their wings like dozens of little suns and flying high into the sky, spreading golden power to the world and nourishing all things.
The divine power nourishes the world, and the scene where all living beings kneel down and worship is truly magnificent.
Legend has it that the Golden Crow clan is kind-hearted in nature, and all creatures in the world are loved and cared for by them regardless of race.
The prosperous times at that time were also due to this reason.
All living beings, all living beings, surrendered to the Golden Crow clan and were truly grateful for their gifts."
Speaking of this, the white-haired old man actually had a look of recollection on his face.
It wasn't until Jiusi coughed lightly that he came back to his senses and continued.
"The Golden Crow clan treats all things kindly, and all things will naturally repay the kindness of nurturing them.
In ancient times, the Kyushu Continent was really a rare paradise.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.
At the end of ancient times, the mainland appeared, and the inner demons appeared in the world, causing cholera.
This inner demon comes from nowhere, but it has unstoppable magical power and likes to absorb the souls of all souls to strengthen itself.
Countless souls have disappeared from this world.
The Golden Crow clan has lived in seclusion in Guangming Peak for many years and does not care about worldly affairs.
But the inner demon made the world a mess, and for a time the world became smoky due to the increase in resentful spirits.
The Golden Crow clan finally learned of this and sent their clansmen down the mountain to investigate.
However, the inner demon's abilities were beyond everyone's expectations, and the people sent by the Golden Crow clan were eventually killed by him.
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, the entire Golden Crow clan finally joined the war.
The inner demon had been wandering around the Kyushu Continent for a long time and had a group of subordinates.
When the two sides really fought, there was no winner or loser.
The ancient war began, and the continent of Kyushu fell into darkness for hundreds of years. well" The white-haired old man lowered his head and sighed, his vicissitudes of voice temporarily stopped.
He seemed to be sad because of the upcoming story.
He leaned back against the old willow tree with black trunks as if he was weak, and took a breath.
After smoking, he spoke slowly again.
"At the end of the battle, almost everyone on both sides was dead.
Although the Golden Crow clan had boundless power, they were unfortunately very few in number.
And the inner demon, seeing that the Golden Crow clan was powerless, became so rampant that he actually sent his men to kill them on the mainland.
In all directions, for a time, both elves and goblins were almost extinct, and only the ghosts of injustice were floating around.
Seeing this tragedy, the most holy saint of the Golden Crow clan finally collapsed.
She was the most kind-hearted person in the world and loved everything in the world.
How could she watch the inner demon do evil in front of her?
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The final fierce battle The saint transformed into her original form to suppress the inner demons.
It was supposed to send divine power to all souls every morning, but the most beautiful golden crow at the beginning turned its golden wings black due to the entanglement with the inner demons.
The saint screamed and finally destroyed her body.
She condensed all the remaining divine power, and her soul turned into a golden cage and merged with the heaven and earth.
In the end, she finally trapped the seriously injured inner demon.
The inner demon was subdued, but the saint disappeared.
The remaining members of the Golden Crow clan were no more than five fingers in number, but after discussion, they were actually willing to sacrifice their lives in exchange for the saint's life.
It's a pity that the saint's body has been destroyed.
They tried their best to replace her soul, and the golden cage was rewoven with their souls.
Although none of them could compare to the Saintess together, it was enough to trap the inner demon who only had one breath left. " The white-haired old man took a breath and took another puff of cigarette before continuing.
"What happened next?
There are various speculations about the remaining creatures in the war.
Some said that the Saint was still shaken out of her mind in the end, and some said how the Saint was saved by the big shot.
I don't dare to make random guesses.
It's just that Mo Mountain has become like this since the ancient war.
It's bare from halfway up the mountain, and nothing can grow.
To talk about why it is still famous all over the world, we have to mention another legend.
It only took a few thousand years for human beings to establish a country in Jiuzhou Continent, but they reproduced offspring quickly.
In just a few years, human footprints have spread to almost every corner of the continent.
Because of this, there are fewer and fewer places where ghosts and spirits can gain a foothold, and even now, the entire continent is almost extinct.
But one day, people discovered that there was a dark mountain peak in the small country of Mo.
This mountain peak was originally ordinary, but it would become golden every three hundred years or so.
This was extremely magical.
As a result, people began to make various speculations.
One theory is that this mountain peak is actually a sacred mountain with great blessings on it.
Whoever can obtain this blessing can conquer the world.
Monsters have not been seen in the world for many years, so if there is a slight strange phenomenon, it will cause everyone to speculate for a long time.
This is so rare and strange. " The story told later was obviously much more relaxed, and the white-haired old man also began to express his own opinions.
From time to time he shook his head and sighed.
Nuanyang kept staring at him intently, the doubts in his heart getting heavier and heavier.
What the old man said was indeed very convincing, and that was why it was even more confusing.
It was so strange, how could he seem to have experienced it himself?
The little Moshan is actually the residence of the legendary Golden Crow clan and what the hell is that inner demon?
What's going on with him?
"You just said that the inner demon was trapped by a golden chain."
I couldn't figure it out.
Nuanyang simply asked, "So, what happened to the inner demon after that?"
The white-haired old man stiffened when he heard this.
He did not look at Nuanyang.
Instead, he leaned against the old willow tree and closed his eyes.
After a long time, he replied: "Legend has it that the inner demon was suppressed in the Black Mountain."
Nuanyang wanted to continue asking, but for some reason, the old man stopped talking.
Jiusi sighed silently, secretly lamenting that Nuanyang was still as unenlightened as in previous lives, but he couldn't explain anything to her, so he could only pull her away.
After the two left, the white-haired old man suddenly twitched all over, and then vomited a mouthful of dirty blood.
His body leaning against the old willow tree gradually became illusory, and he was actually slowly merging with the old willow tree.
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In the silence, I heard that vicissitudes of voice slowly ringing again, and the tone seemed to be a bit satisfied.
"Master Nuanyang, I have been guarding here for nine lifetimes, and now I have retired.
If you recover your memory, will you still remember the old willow tree at the foot of the mountain that you inspired?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket struck the tree from the sky, making the trunk of the old willow tree look even darker
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