Just like that, after a long time of hard work, my parents all came out, and this was the time to confirm Su Hang’s identity.

Although it took a lot of effort, Su Hang was still quite pleased, after all, his family was alert enough.

This time, Su Hang only stayed for one day and then left in a hurry. There were more important things waiting for him than looking for those original sins.

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The ancient world is endless wilderness.

The human race is still standing side by side with the demon race, but it is no longer as opposed to the past. Although there are occasional frictions, it is just a conflict between some small races and has not risen to the point of racial wars.

For 30 million years, under the rule of Hongjun Tiandao, the earth has finally calmed down. Since fighting with a demon that emerged from nowhere more than 10 million years ago, the human race and demon race have all reproduced to the peak, and the entire ancient world has a prosperous and prosperous life!

More than 20 million years ago, Hongjun ordered the demon emperor Jun to establish the heavenly court and grant him the title of Emperor of Heaven to suppress the demons and immortals of heaven.

Five million years ago, Pangu's second generation Emperor Jiang, aborted his junior brother Yao Meng, and respected him as Pangu's third generation, and was named Dongwanggong.

In addition to Kunlun Mountain and Kunlun God Realm, the world is still full of three tribes, and each one does not give in to each other.

The triangle is the most stable structure, and this seems to be correct. Over the years, the three major forces have almost never had much conflict on the ancient Chinese continent.

However, no one can tell how long this peace lasts, because it is said that the demons that have been silent for thousands of years seem to have a vague tendency to rise again.

Under the rule of the Dongwanggong, the human race was almost unified by living and working in peace, reclaiming land, planting and grazing, farming and hunting.

In the west of China's mainland, there is a village called Taiping Town, which gathers villages with a radius of about 100,000 people. Every day when the market is on the ruins, it is extremely lively.

"By the way, a thousand two million years ago, in the troubled times, the 100,000 Demon Lords headed by the four demons in the world, once killed in front of the Pan Palace of Tiandu Mountain..."

"The human race, the demon race, and countless masters fought in blood. The two sides fought hard and were hard to distinguish. Our ancestors of the human race, Gonggong, Zhurong, and Taiyi Gods of the Demon race, all fell in this battle..."

"That battle was really dark, soldiers of all races were killed and injured, and countless gods, demons and demons were killed in battle. Later, the Queen Mother of the West led reinforcements from the Kunlun God Realm to kill. The three races worked together to kill the ten thousand demons... "

"The three realms work together to pursue the victory and kill the remnants of the demon clan at the prince's tomb. The four demons in the world have eliminated the great demon Lin Mo and died in battle. The remaining three demons are seriously injured and escaped. For millions of years, they have never been born, and the world is enjoying peace!"

In a small restaurant in the north of the town, a ragged old man was telling stories with foam and spitting out. Some diners in the restaurant were listening with relish while eating breakfast!

Everyone in the town knows that this old man often comes here to tell some old stories. Diners love to listen to them, and the restaurant owner is happy. He will give him some food every day, just treat it as helping him attract customers!

No one knows where this old man came from so many stories!

"Hey, old man, I think you are just bragging. Who knows what happened more than ten million years ago?"

Where there are people, there will always be one or two disharmonious things. Among the diners, a big and thick man stood up and said to the old man disdainfully, "Don't talk about more than ten million years ago, even if it happened a hundred years ago, who can know? Are you bragging here and eating all the time?"

All the diners looked at the man, why is this person so annoying? It would be fine if the story is nice, but what the man said is really not true? This man is really disappointing.

However, looking at the man's strong appearance, everyone did not dare to say anything.

But the old man stopped talking and raised his head, as if he hadn't eaten for several days, he glanced at the man listlessly, "I just tell my story. Believe it or not, it's your business!"

After a pause, the old man said, "What I said is all recorded in history books. How can you ordinary people hear these heavenly books? Do you know that few gods on Ziyang Mountain have lived for thousands of years?"

With one sentence, the man blushed and couldn't hold his face. He sneered, "You are just a bad old man, how can you compare with the old gods on Ziyang Mountain?"

The old man said, "Young people, since they are ignorant, speak less so as not to be laughed at."

"Okay, you old man, dare you ridicule me? Can't you want to fight?" The man was angry, clenched his fists with both hands, and wanted to go up and hit someone.

When the restaurant owner saw this, he dared not make trouble in his store. He rushed up and grabbed the man, "Refresh the guest, calm the guest, why bother with an old man? Today's meal, I've invited me, I'm not, I'm not, calm the guest..."

"Why, are you afraid that I can't afford to pay?" The man glared at his eyes, grabbed a handful of shell coins from his arms, and threw them directly on the table. "I'm not afraid to tell you, uncle, I came from the north and went to Ziyang Mountain to learn from his master, hum..."

After saying that, he snorted coldly, glared at the old man, and left angrily.

"Oh, customer, you..." The shop owner hurriedly grabbed the shell coins and chased after him, but the man had already strided away, and he could not catch up with him.

Turning back, the restaurant owner glared at the old man, "Okay, you old taro, I'll let you eat and drink for free, are you still ruining my business? I'm so angry..."

The old man shook his head, "If you don't welcome me, I won't come in the future..."

When the boss heard this, he said something and said to the truth, after the old man came to his restaurant, there were many people listening to the stories, and the business was good. If the old man really didn't come, he would really be reluctant to let him go.

Moreover, I’m afraid the diners don’t do it either. Today is just a special situation.

"Okay, okay, you talk about you, I'm wrong, uncle." The boss waved his hand helplessly and continued to work.

The old man raised his eyelids and a trace of curved across the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, old taro, what you just said is true?" asked a diner.

The old man pretended to be profound and said, "The same thing, believing it or not is your business. I only tell my story. If I don't like to listen, please move my butt."

"We ordinary people naturally don't understand the affairs of gods and demons. However, we are so close to Ziyang Mountain, have the immortals on Ziyang Mountain really lived for tens of thousands of years?" asked one person.
Chapter completed!