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It was an old face, the body was weak and even pierced by the sharp horns.

The sticky blood slid down along the trajectory of the horns.

But the eyes were still burning with hot and angry flames. The old human raised his hands to block the beast, staring at the young beast without retreating, and fought with all his strength. Then, the beast that was so fierce that it could eat tigers and leopards was afraid and retreated.

The old human fell down, but the look in his eyes at that time was like a ball of fire, which was firmly imprinted in the heart of the beast.

From then on, it knew that there was such a race, even if it was not a powerful creature, it could be called a strong one.

When the human died, there was a witch in red clothes with sharp eyebrows, who used a long whip made of dragon scales, expressionless, and whipped the beast again and again until it almost died of pain.

The eyes burning like flames, and the whip marks left by the witch.

These were the only memories left of the young Bo beast. It instinctively wanted to retreat, and it felt that the marks left by the dragon scales on its back seemed to be burning and painful again.

The Bo beast let out a low roar.

......

The beasts were silent.

Wei Yuan was also a little stunned. He just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect the effect to be so strong. He looked at these beasts that didn't dare to move at all. With a suspicious attitude, he walked to a beast with trembling legs, thought about it, and stretched out his hand.

The beast grinned and exhaled, revealing its fangs.

Then when Wei Yuan put his hand on its forehead, the beast was still like this.

This is too true...

Wei Yuan shook his head, and with the exorcism magic as the core, he glimpsed some memories from the true spirit breath of the creature's thinking.

He was already very familiar with this matter.

So Wei Yuan saw a series of pictures flashing quickly before his eyes.

During this process, the beast did not resist at all.

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The bloodline has become increasingly thinner as it has been passed down from generation to generation.

A true dragon can fly in the clouds, but a beast with dragon veins only has the ability to control water. In the future, this powerful bloodline cannot even be revealed to the outside world.

Because the bloodline is thin, the information transmitted will also become defective and incomplete.

Wei Yuan saw a large number of ancient memories in the beast's memory, which were complicated and chaotic. Finally, he saw the most profound picture in its inherited memory, which was also the picture that made the beast most emotional at the moment. In that memory, Wei Yuan saw three figures from the perspective of an observer, including his past self.

There was Yu, who was not tall but had a solemn temperament, and there was Jiao, a witch with clear eyebrows and black hair at that time.

This is a memory picture passed down from generation to generation.

There are also complicated but still profound information records——

Be careful, be very careful!

When the person holding the jade book started writing down the names.

A man would descend from the sky and take away the tribe members whose names were written.

No one could beat him.

There was a beast that wanted to sneak attack the person who carved the jade book, but it couldn't even beat the woman next to it. No matter which race it was, or how many beasts there were, those who went there never came back.

Later, it was discovered that it was a nine-tailed fox.

This man and woman were strong enough.

But the person they protected never attacked them once.

So the beasts that followed the rule that the strong are respected and the weak are preyed on, and the leaders first ate the three people who were walking outside that year, and then some beasts even recorded in their inherited memories that it was the man holding the jade book who could summon the invincible strong man who descended from the sky.

And all along, many beasts just regarded these three people as tough guys that should not be provoked.

Just like facing Zhulong, Qiongqi, and Taotie.

The weak have their own way of survival.

Even in the wilderness.

Until later, one of them, Bai Ze, secretly read the unfinished jade book.

He understood it.

So he was shocked.

Then in the legend spread among the beasts of the mountains and seas, there was such a saying that there was a person holding a jade book carving knife and recording his name in the book, then a god descended from the sky, and anyone who called this name would be killed immediately; after a more distant time, Yuan had passed away, and Yu held the jade book and walked between the eight wildernesses and seas, exiling the various realms of the Shanhaijing where many ferocious beasts were scattered one by one.

Every time he exiled to a place, he split a jade book and threw it into this world.

It was the list engraved by the person back then.

So the legend was passed down like this, it was not from Yuan, but from the legend of mankind that exiled all the tribes of the mountains and seas in that era, but this legend was finally gathered on the most representative jade book of Shanhaijing, and it has been passed down to this day.

History and the past are often like this.

The turbulent years are like rivers, but this era will turn into a microcosm and brand, and the waves will sweep across thousands of piles of snow.

They are called heroes and legends.

But they themselves carry all the people of that era.

......

Wei Yuan slowly raised his palm.

The strange beast with thin blood was already trembling all over, foaming at the mouth and falling down.

Wei Yuan came back to his senses from a trace of melancholy, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

You act like I am a dangerous person.

When Wei Yuan looked up, the beasts that were swept by his sight all took a step back. When they were swept by for the second time, they would quietly retract their feet. Wei Yuan wanted to say that he was really not that powerful. The ones who were more ruthless back then were King Yu and Nv Jiao. He was just a freeloader.

He could swear that he, Wei, had never killed a beast himself.

Not only that, he would also enthusiastically hold cremation for the dead beasts.

In order to prevent their bodies from rotting, precious salt would be added for preservation.

Wei Yuan recalled the past and his expression softened. He swept his eyes over these beasts and recognized that most of them were just descendants of the thin bloodline. He looked back at the nervous residents on the border of Chaoge City and did not do anything that would panic these beasts. He said in a gentle and calm tone: "Forget it, retreat."

Wei Yuan paused and thought about whether to say "I'm not hungry today" to enhance the effect.

These strange beasts fled in panic as if they had been pardoned.

It seemed that if they were a step slower, they would be skinned and put into the pot.

Wei Yuan couldn't help but complain in his heart, is it necessary to be so scared? I just wrote you in a book.

He turned his head and saw that the old Bo next to him did not leave. It was tall and stared at Wei Yuan, lowered its head, and roared in a low voice.

Wei Yuan remembered that this was the favorite mount of the generals of various tribes in that era.

Its sound was like a drum, it was a tiger and leopard, and could resist soldiers.

In fact, from the perspective of later generations, the Bo beast should belong to the dragon species, but the dragon word in that era was too valuable. No matter how fierce the Bo beast was, it ate tigers and leopards. In the initial mythological era, it could not compete with the word dragon.

Fierce beasts like Bo can be tamed as mounts, but this one has been through too many years, and no one can tame it. If you have to find someone who can make it obey reluctantly, it can only be the two people who left a mark in its heart when it was young. Wei Yuan once recorded this kind of beast, so he knew this characteristic.

Wei Yuan reached out and touched the Bo beast, and asked: "Do you want to follow me?"

Bo roared in a low voice.

It turned its head to look at the group of beasts going away, bowed its head and nodded.

Wei Yuan looked at the beasts and felt that they chose to stay because they were afraid that they would be taken away by the angry beasts as guides after they returned. He shook his head and smiled, and thought that the Bo beast only ate tigers and leopards and had partially transformed into a dragon. He didn't know if it could pass through the bronze plate, but it didn't matter if it couldn't pass through. It could be used as a means of transportation here. He patted Bo's head and said:

"You and I are destined to be together, although it should be considered a bad fate."

He paused and said, "But I may also thank you."

The Bo beast didn't know why.

Wei Yuan turned around and looked at the people of the Shang Dynasty. He bowed and smiled apologetically, and turned into the young Taoist again. He looked at the mountain that was obviously some distance away from here. The mountain wind was stronger than going down the mountain, but it was not blowing against the mountain. It was a bit difficult to control the wind, so he simply sat on the back of the Bo beast and patted the Bo beast.

The sound of the Bo beast was like a drum. It stepped forward and clouds appeared under its feet.

The young Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the back of the beast, ascending to the sky step by step.

......

Before leaving Chaoge City and returning to the human world to see how much power the seal had absorbed, Wei Yuan had one last thing to do, because the beasts had just invaded, and even though they were frightened and forced back by Wei Yuan, they still caused a great deal of turmoil, and most of the people who had previously performed the sacrifice went down the mountain to maintain order.

Wei Yuan also sent the last people guarding the mountain down, and then he felt relieved.

Sitting on the mountain, stretching out his hand and pressing it on the mountain, a wisp of consciousness swayed down again and entered the empty cave, but this time, the consciousness hidden in the empty mountain belly finally slowly awakened, and Wei Yuan's wisp of consciousness turned into a young Taoist priest again inside the mountain.

He stretched out his hand to touch the cold rock wall, looking at the ancient and rough murals on it.

He said, "If there are guests coming, won't you come out to meet them?"

Wei Yuan turned his eyes slightly and saw a pair of pale golden pupils opened in the darkness, with most of the body still hidden in the darkness.

Said, "Should I call you the ancient Shang King, or should I respectfully call you the Emperor God?"