Nine Samsara Cauldron

Xiao Long had already escaped, and there were only four people within the tent.

Xie Yuting had already scolded Xiao Long's eighteen generations of ancestors to vent the anger in her heart. If not for him using the Ten Thousand Wood Method to trap the black wolf at the critical moment today, Xiao Long would have already become the food of the demon beasts.

"You can't say that." Ye Feifan, who was also a man, could no longer listen. "I'm a good man, it's I who saved you today."

"Little girl Zi Yan, what are you thinking about?" Liu Shang came out of the tent and followed after her and asked.

"Nothing, just walking around." Su Ziyan definitely could not tell Liu Shang that he was not a person of this world, as he had teleported here from another world.

That world was the complete opposite of this world. There was no immortal magic, and no one had ever experienced such slaughter.

Stepping on the black soil, Su Ziyan unknowingly walked to the top, past the soil that was dyed red with blood.

Under the moonlight, a tall shadow appeared before Su Ziyan's eyes.

Nie Xingyun was only a youth, with a slightly youthful appearance, but worry that did not belong to his age was written all over his forehead.

"Big Brother Xingyun, why are you here?" Su Ziyan's voice broke the silence of the night.

Nie Xingyun looked at Su Ziyan lovingly and said, "You're still young, there are some things that you don't understand."

"Big Brother Xingyun, you're only a few years older than me, yet you're carrying such a heavy burden. Actually, Su Ziyan understood in his heart that Nie Xingyun was still cherishing the memory of his dead teammates.

During the day, he could not show his weak side in front of others. He could only come to the battlefield at night to reminisce about his dead teammates.

Su Ziyan did not want to mention all these. She was worried that Nie Xingyun would feel even worse after he said it.

"Big Brother Xingyun, why are you so powerful at such a young age?" Su Ziyan thought back to the handsome scene of Nie Xingyun sending a black wolf flying with a single punch on the battlefield today, and couldn't help but feel reverence towards him.

"So mortals' cultivation is actually this powerful as well. I've never heard of any elders within the clan saying such things."

"That's because they don't dare to say." Nie Xingyun sat on the ground accordingly, the soil in the dead of night was slightly cool, but for Xuan Level Fighters s, they wouldn't feel cold even if they were standing in the midst of a snowstorm for three days and three nights.

"Why?" Su Ziyan sat beside Nie Xingyun, using both hands to hold her head as if she was listening to a story.

"Immortal cultivators believe themselves to be more noble than mortals. The cultivation methods of mortals are not even worth mentioning in their eyes. However, Immortal cultivators are also mortals; they only have more spiritual roots than mortals. "

Nie Xingyun said disdainfully: "The current emperor who rules over Tian Yuan Continent is also a mortal. This is because of the pain in the heart of cultivators, these self-righteous cultivators want to kowtow like a mortal and their hearts are already unbalanced. They can only belittle the cultivation methods of mortals."

The Tian Yuan Continent was ruled by the emperors and the five cultivation sects, but the authority of the emperors was above that of the five cultivation sects. This was also the question that Su Ziyan had always been wondering. She wanted to take this opportunity to ask Nie Xingyun.

Su Ziyan tugged on Nie Xingyun's sleeves and could not help but ask: "How did this happen? Why is it different from what the elder told me?"

The thought that Elder Su Clan had instilled in her was that mortals were existences that were akin to ants. Mortals would only respect them and worship them. Mortal cultivation methods were not up to standard. It was just a small matter. But seeing Nie Xingyun's performance on the battlefield today, he was in no way inferior to any of the elders in the Su Clan.

Nie Xingyun said in a heavy voice, "This story is a long story, it can be dated back to a thousand years ago."

"Tell me, tell me. I love stories. " Su Ziyan looked at Nie Xingyun with anticipation.

"As expected of a child, I don't know how to feel sad." Nie Xingyun thought, and slowly said.

"A thousand years ago, there were many Blessed Paradises in the Tian Yuan Continent, as well as countless spirit spring water and spirit veins. "Countless cultivators have reached high levels of cultivation, and there are even Soul Formation and Soul Transformation cultivators."

"Spirit Severing? Soul Transformation? Su Ziyan had never heard of it.

"You're still young and don't know." Nie Xingyun kindly patted Su Ziyan's head. He didn't know why he would always confide in this cute little girl.

"The highest cultivation in the Tian Yuan Continent is the Nascent Soul stage cultivator, but there are many ranks above the Nascent Soul Stage. Only by surpassing these levels and reaching the highest level could one become an Immortal and become a true immortal who had lived the same life as the heavens. For cultivators who have cultivated in Building Foundation Period to call themselves immortals is extremely laughable. "

"But …" Su Ziyan asked puzzledly, "Why is it that only the highest ranked cultivators of the Tian Yuan Continent have reached the Infant stage?"

"They asked for it." Nie Xingyun's tone gradually turned cold, and carried a deep sense of disgust.

"Cultivators have no emotions and believe themselves to be the strongest and most powerful existence in the world. There was no compassion in his heart. He viewed all mortals as ants. Cultivators normally require a large amount of resources to cultivate, but there are only a small number of them, so they came up with an abominable method to drive mortals to help them mine resources. "

Nie Xingyun's tone became colder and colder, and his eyes became even colder, as if they were about to be frozen.

"Later on, the lofty and exalted Immortal Cultivation completely disregarded humans. She sent a large number of commoners to mine resources, and countless commoners died in the process of exploitation. "Immortal cultivators simply cremated their corpses on the spot, placing heavy shackles on those who wish to escape. Or, they could even directly kill them."

"The situation has become more and more serious. There was a group of scum among the cultivators, and in order to quickly raise their cultivation, they invented a kind of evil cultivation method. To obtain the blood of the baby's heart, how could this be a cultivator that was clearly a devil? All of a sudden, the Tian Yuan Continent was a river of blood, and corpses were everywhere. The period of time a thousand years ago could be said to be akin to a battlefield for the entire continent. "

Nie Xingyun's narration was simple and vivid. A terrifying scene of him going to hell in the human world appeared in front of Su Ziyan's eyes.

"These Immortal cultivators are really too hateful." Su Ziyan clenched her fists and said angrily.

Nie Xingyun looked at her with praise. "I didn't expect that at your age, you would not favor cultivators at all."

Although Su Ziyan was a cultivator, she had transmigrated from Twenty-first Century and never thought that cultivators were anything special.

"And then? "What happened then?" Su Ziyan urged.

"Many of the enslaved began to resist, unwilling to be enslaved by the cultivators. Thus, war broke out. "This is a battle of great disparity in power. Ordinary people would only be using their flesh and blood to fight against cultivators that cultivate immortal arts. Many of them fell, but even more stood up."

Nie Xingyun's gaze gradually turned gentle, and within the gentleness, there was also a heavy amount of reverence.

"A thousand years ago, this war lasted fifty years, and in that time, many venerable heroes were born. Countless ancient people appeared. Ouyang Changkong, Wang Yongzhi, Mo Fan, Zhan Shide, Xu Changda, Nie Yi … Every hero has a sob story. It is they who lead mankind to seek the path of victory in adversity. "

They were true heroes. They dared to fight the strong with the weak, and they dared to challenge those who bullied the common people. Although there weren't many of such people, they would always appear in the long history of the world.

"What's the outcome of this war?" Su Ziyan was deeply attracted by what Nie Xingyun was saying. This was the history of the Tian Yuan Continent, but she had never read about it in the books of the Su Clan.

"You must think that a mortal's strength is insufficient to contend against an immortal cultivator. You will definitely lose the war." The corner of Nie Xingyun's eyes raised slightly, and a few wisps of smile leaked out from the corners of his eyes.

"But it turned out the opposite way. We won the final victory. In this war of great disparity in strength, ordinary people, through unremitting efforts and tenacious perseverance, ultimately defeated the cultivators. "

"Ah, no!" Su Ziyan exclaimed, as she covered her mouth in disbelief.

It was not because Su Ziyan looked down on cultivators, but because over the past two years, Su Clan had been instilling the strongest thought into her mind. If she couldn't accept the fact that an immortal cultivator could not beat a mortal, then why should she work so hard to cultivate to become an immortal?!

"You don't know that it's because cultivators don't mention it in secret. Moreover, a thousand years have passed, and many people have forgotten about this matter." After all, the lifespan of an ordinary person is limited, unlike cultivators who can live for hundreds or even thousands of years. "

Over the course of fifty years of war, which determined the status of ordinary people, many admirable battles arose, in which the strong outnumbered the weak. Nie Xingyun felt his blood boiling whenever he read about these battles.

"How did he win in the end?" Su Ziyan asked the question that she was most concerned about. It was difficult for her to imagine how many people had died in those battles. The war that she participated in today was nothing compared to the Worldly Immortal Stage from a thousand years ago.

Nie Xingyun suddenly extended both his hands out and clenched them tightly, golden light gushing out from the center of his hands, then his fists turned gold, and slowly his arms turned gold.

"What is this, do you know?" Nie Xingyun turned and asked Su Ziyan.

"Got it." Su Ziyan found out from Liu Shang that this person's cultivation method was the Big Brother Xingyun's Profound Ranked. One punch was enough to send a black wolf flying, its attack power was extraordinary.

Speaking of Liu Shang, where did Liu Shang run off to? Su Ziyan was so engrossed in what she heard that she did not notice it. Looking around, it turned out that Uncle Liu Shang was sitting behind Nie Xingyun, listening to the battle with relish.

That's right, Uncle Liu Shang had already been sealed for more than a thousand years, so he naturally missed this battle. Now was the time to study history.

Nie Xingyun looked at his golden fist, and the reverence for his ancestors reached its peak.