Valkyrie

Chapter 642 The Origin of the Song Family

Under the big willow tree that covered the sky like a canopy, Song Hanshan was stunned for a long time.

"What is the origin of my Song family? Who are the ancestors of the Song family? The secret that has been cut off for 600 years, why are there so few people in the Song family who can hear the voice in the wordless stele!"

Song Hanshan asked with a suppressed voice.

"Cough cough..."

Li Baiyi suddenly coughed twice, rolled up his sleeves again, looked at the vast sky, with a bleak expression, "The ancestor of the Song family, 1000 years ago, under the command of Luo Bingxin, the leader of the Suzaku tribe of the Zuo Jiaming sect, the left wielding sword envoy Song Tingsheng!"

Song Hanshan's face trembled slightly, and he turned to stare at Li Baiyi.

Li Baiyi looked away, twisted the chess pieces in his hands, and said hoarsely: "Uncle Song Tingsheng, he is in charge of the Song family at the age of 16!"

"26 years old, in the state of a holy king, wearing 87 armors, was ordered to join the Zuojia Ming sect, and was ranked as the left sword envoy of the Suzaku tribe! In three years, he fought [-] battles, without losing a single one!"

"At the age of 30, the heads of three thousand evil spirits from outside the territory besieged and killed the Eleven Kings of Tianji in Jiugai Mountain. Song Tingsheng led Cangyun Eighteen Riders, and traveled across thirteen regions overnight, saving the king's legacy, and suffered 42 wounds. Afterwards, the Eighteen Riders Everyone died in battle, and Song Tingsheng carried Wang Yifeng on his back and traveled across the Seventeen Realms, and finally escaped!"

"Song Tingsheng was 36 years old. The Zuojia Mingjiao was rebelled by rebels, causing the entire army of [-] to be annihilated. Song Tingsheng went out to the west gate one by one, and Mu Ti turned his head back. He wiped out the leader of the rebels and used the power of Zhengmingjiao!"

"In the last year of Yuanshou, Song Tingsheng was 39 years old. The evil spirits from outside the territory invaded the Sky Continent. The left-hand sword made a hundred-foot body, one person and one sword blocked the entrance to the plane of the Zhenmo Market, and killed three thousand eight hundred and twenty one evil spirits. In the end, the long sword It was broken, 820 knives were stabbed in his body, and he was cut to death. For the next three years, 3000 members of the Zuo Jiaming Sect stayed in the town of demons for three years, but they failed to find a piece of the corpse of Zuo Jianshi!"

Under the big willow tree, Li Baiyi's sleeves were rolled up, and his expression was quite depressed, "The words you heard in the unscripted stele in the forbidden area of ​​the Song family are the roar of Uncle Song Tingsheng when he was dying!"

"In the entire Zuojia Mingjiao's battle against foreign demons, Song Tingsheng was a peerless swordsman, and he was also the first one to die in battle. If Uncle Song Tingsheng hadn't died in battle, then he would have been killed by my Mingjiao thirteen times. The first dragon head!"

After finishing speaking, Li Baiyi stared at Song Hanshan, "Now, do you know the origin of the Song family? Do you know the mission that this decadent Song family carried back then?"

Song Hanshan froze in place for a long time.

Then he took a deep breath and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It turns out that the ancestor's name was Song Tingsheng... Oh, it really is a group of unworthy descendants!"

"What happened to the battle of demons outside the territory and the slaughter between the Zuojia Mingjiao and the four great gods?"

Song Hanshan then turned his head and asked Li Baiyi.

Li Baiyi flicked his sleeves, and smiled contemptuously, "Everyone knows that the Zuojia Mingjiao murdered endlessly, and its crimes are heinous. , the winner is the king and the loser is Kou!"

"My Haoran Mingjiao is true and evil, and it's not up to the people of the world to decide. If you want to know the whole story, you can check it yourself..."

"Seven years ago, you had achieved great success in martial arts. If you stay in the Song family, your progress will be slow. I thought you would come out and take a look at the world. I thought you would go to find out why there are 72 dragon veins in Taikoo , so far there are only a few dragon veins? In another thousand years, will the dragon veins in this world disappear? At that time, will there still be martial arts in this world?"

"It's a pity...you are trapped in the Song family! I have been waiting for you for seven years, but you never came out!"

"Until Lin Huang entered the Whirling Realm, I couldn't wait any longer, so I had no choice but to drive you out of the Song family. I thought that you would understand many things and become Lin Huang's guardian, but I didn't expect...you But to kill him!"

Li Baiyi shook his head with a sigh, his voice was hoarse, "Do you know that the Song family was the first dragon-guarding family handpicked by my master, Wang Yifeng?"

"what?!"

Song Hanshan's eyes widened immediately.

Li Baiyi flicked his sleeves, turned his back to Song Hanshan, and smiled coldly, "Are you surprised? But the truth is so! Even I don't know the great dragon guards that Master handpicked back then. And when I deduced it a hundred years ago, I couldn't believe that the first clan of dragon guards had fallen to such a point!"

"But the clan of protecting the dragon is the clan of protecting the dragon after all, and they are the descendants of Uncle Song Tingsheng. So no matter how difficult it is, I will not give up on you. The only thing I am afraid of is that you will give up yourself!"

"I thought you wouldn't give up, but I didn't expect that you don't even know about it! The entire Song family has forgotten the mission of the year..."

Li Baiyi sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Song Hanshan was struck by lightning, seeing Li Baiyi for only half an hour, but the subversion of his cognition was earth-shaking.

When did the ancestor of the Song family become the Zuo Jianshi of the Suzaku Department of the Demon Cult.And even I hated it so much, only knowing that the Song family, who was begging for mercy in front of the four great god clans, had become a clan of dragon guards.

Dragon guard...

Shelter the blue dragon to take off and rule the world!
And obviously, that baby dragon was Lin Huang who he had killed with one punch in Baizhan City before.

Under the big willow tree, Song Hanshan sat down slowly.

The brows were tightly knit together, and it took half an hour to meditate.

For half an hour, Song Hanshan seemed to have experienced the ups and downs of his life, and his complexion kept changing, making it unpredictable.

Li Baiyi played chess with himself calmly at the side.

Suddenly, Song Hanshan raised his head.

He let out a breath slowly, and that breath seemed to let out the stagnant air that Song Hanshan had accumulated in his heart for many years.

After exhaling in one breath, Song Hanshan's brows returned to their previous lingering, "If Song Hanshan doesn't die, the Song family will be a dragon-guarding clan!"

The chess piece in Li Baiyi's hands paused, and then he threw it into the chess box, "It seems that you can still be saved!"

"I'm going back to Baizhan City now?"

Song Hanshan continued to ask.

Li Baiyi shook his head, "No need, if it weren't for the supernatural power in your palm, you would have been played to death by Lin Huang long ago, and now you still have the face to go back to be his guardian, this matter has nothing to do with you." .

Song Hanshan suddenly showed aggrieved expression, and nodded with difficulty.

"I'll give you another three years to travel around the world. After three years, you may be dead or you may still be alive!"

"If you are still alive, you have two options. One is to enter Beilin Prison, and the other is to find me."

"To find me, you have three ways. One is to return to the Song family and make the Song family a real dragon-guarding family; the second is to become a minister supporting the dragon; s position".

Song Hanshan nodded silently.

Li Baiyi then waved his hand, gesturing for Song Hanshan to leave, "I hope that when we meet next time, you will not be the double saint Song Hanshan, but a holy emperor, a strong man who can truly shoulder the great responsibility of the world!"

Song Hanshan raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised his body and cupped his fists at Li Baiyi, "Ancestors, Song Hanshan will only be stronger than him!"

After all, with a wave of Song Hanshan's snow-white cloak, his whole body rushed into the sky like a rainbow, and the sound of wild laughter filled the world...

Great fighting spirit!

(End of this chapter)