God Prohibitions

"Senior, this is..." Robben looked at the empty barrel with surprise in his eyes.

"Boy, what did you see?"

"I... didn't see anything." Robben shook his head, looking confused.

The madman shook his head slightly, "No, boy, take a closer look, what do you see?"

Robben looked at this small wooden barrel again with suspicion. This thing is only the thickness of a bamboo, and the outer wall is very thin. It seems to be a tool for some special purposes, but from the material and the fineness of the production. Look, it doesn’t look like a particularly expensive item, and...

In the end, Robben even carefully probed the energy fluctuations inside and outside the wooden barrel, but he still found nothing, but found a crack at the bottom of the wooden barrel. It seems that this thing has gone through a lot of years, and it is now completely complete. It is damaged, maybe it will be completely cracked with a light tap on the table.

"Senior, I don't understand." Robben had to shook his head, saying that he had not found anything.

"Still haven't seen it?"

"Yes, I didn't notice anything except this barrel."

The madman smiled and gently put the barrel aside, "This is correct, there is nothing in this thing."

Hey? Robben muttered in his heart, then you told me to watch carefully? I thought there was something mysterious, but in the end it was a mystery.

"Boy, do you know what this thing was used for?"

"Once..." With the experience just now, Robben didn't think so carefully this time. According to the truth, he said: "From the point of view of the materials and the precision of this thing, as well as its maintenance methods, this thing ...It seems that it is not a tool for storing very important items, and it is made into this shape. And this thing does not seem to seal the sides at all, maybe..."

Speaking of this, Robben is somewhat embarrassed. This thing is really not an important object, but the lunatic left his sword in that mountain, but only brought this thing back. There must be something. The reason is right, what I said so blatantly, it seems...

"You mean to say that this is actually an indifferent thing, right?"

Robben scratched his head. I had to laugh happily, "Senior, I'm not very smart. If there is something mysterious about this thing, you might as well tell me directly."

The lunatic plugged the wooden tube again. Putting it next to him, he said, "This is the sword book wooden tube I used when I learned swords."

Robben's mouth suddenly opened up. Lian was happily on the side. Nalan, who took a small sip, put down the bowl in his hand in surprise.

This thing... is actually something that a madman used before?

Robben looked at the wooden tube again. If what the madman said is true, then this thing is at least six to seven hundred years old, or even longer. As a very ordinary wooden tube, this thing is truly preserved. Not bad.

and. It is the first time that Robben has heard the word "notation" in this world. Judging from the current experience, the so-called "swordsmanship" of the warriors in this world is quite bad. They rely on Strong grudge. Make up for the awkwardness of his moves with the power of vindictiveness and various magical methods.

However, if you think about it carefully, the madman’s fighting style is indeed strange. Not only can he spur curses that are different from others, but he can also use quite superb swordsmanship. That is the real technique, and it is completely the same as the current fighters different.

"Senior, does this thing... have any special meaning?" Robben asked in a low voice.

The madman gently tossed the wooden barrel in his hand, and was about to speak, when he suddenly "pop", the bottom of the wooden barrel cracked, and the deformed base suddenly fell off.

Both Robben and Nalan were shocked. They didn't expect this thing to happen now, but it was brought back by a lunatic from all over the world!

"Senior!" Robben could not help standing up, for fear that the lunatic would become emotional and go crazy for a while.

The madman just waved his hand faintly, "It's okay, sit down."

Seeing that the madman was so calm, Robben felt even more uneasy. Since going to a place where his tribe lived in seclusion, his words and deeds have become more and more weird.

"Ah..." the madman sighed leisurely, "Hundreds of years have passed, and this thing finally can't survive the time, just like those of my clan...It will disappear from this world."

Gently lowering the bamboo tube, the madman slowly said: "There are many rules in our clan. We never leave the place where we live or leave that mountain. The younger generation cannot go to the foot of the mountain without reaching a certain level of strength, you remember. The stone steps when we went up the mountain, right?"

"of course I remember!"

That is our gateway. There are four flat residences on the way to the first roof. Every time the strength of the younger generation grows, they can go to the next level to live, and at the same time...become the guard there. That was our first hurdle. In that mountain, there are several similar residences, but the one we have been to is the largest. "

Robben couldn't help but wonder, "Senior, that other place."

"Our memorial hall is there. That is our most important place. I have never entered before leaving there because I have not gained the strength to enter there. That place represents all our beliefs. That place has been ruined. , No one cares anymore..." The madman shook his head and smiled.

Robben knew that he had asked the extra words, and he couldn't help but regret in secret.

"In our clan." The madman continued, "The requirements for the younger generation are very strict. Each of us must practice hard. You can see that the mountain is very vast as our residence, but in fact The scope of our daily activities is very small, only in the vicinity of a few places of residence, and most of the rest are training grounds."

"Where... is the training ground?" Robben was surprised. It turned out that the place was hidden on the vast mountain for this reason.

"That mountain is very strange. It was brought over by our fathers in various ways. There are many strange things in the mountain, which come out every night, and we...usually are thrown into the deep mountain and have to be alone or back. Row."

Tap the wooden tube lightly. The madman laughed at himself and said: "We hardly use magic storage tools, and young people like us have no conditions to use them. We all carry on the things we need to practice. The most important thing is this wooden tube."

"It contains the sword scores given to us by our elders. This is the most important thing for our survival. Every time we go to practice in the mountains, there will be new things in it. If you can’t comprehend it, learn and master it, you usually don’t Death. Because there will be elders who will follow you to ensure your safety, but next time there will be new content...one time, another...one day, you will collapse on the verge of death countless times..."

Robben couldn't help but said, "Since you are living in seclusion, why do you treat your people so harshly? A peaceful life is what you want."

"Ease can lead us to destruction. Especially when our numbers are very small."

Robben's eyes moved slightly. This question has been lingering in Robben's heart, lingering.

Judging from the situation of the secluded place, there was no attack there, nor did any catastrophic things happen. There was no trace of invasion or damage to everything there, only the years slowly eroded. It’s just the actual situation of slowly turning there into ruins. If a large number of people had gathered there, it shouldn’t have happened in just a few hundred years.

And judging from the graves on the edge of the residence. Everyone who died will be buried, which is even more weird. Could it be said that the people there died slowly and naturally?

"Senior, how many of your people... are there?" Robben couldn't hold back anymore, he still asked what he said.

The madman smiled, "Boy, how many do you think there will be? You hopefully go to my hometown for help. You must think that the number of people in my tribe is quite substantial."

"Uh... this predecessor didn't clearly explain it, and I..." Robben smiled bitterly.

"We... There are seventeen people."

"Ten...ten...seventeen?" Robben's eyes almost stared out! Could it be said that there are only 17 members of the lunatic family? There are only 17 people living in such a big place?

"Is it weird?"

Strange? This is strange, okay? Robben screamed secretly.

"Uh...Senior, you mean! In that place, I mean there are only seventeen people in the place of residence? Or is it just that place, in other places..."

"A total of seventeen." The madman interrupted Robben, "If I count well, we have seventeen people living there, all together."

The corners of Robben's mouth trembled, only...seventeen?

The majestic mountains, the long stone steps leading to the sky, although dilapidated, you can vaguely see the magnificent and magnificent huge buildings, the residential areas, the farmlands...

Just... only seventeen? Robben couldn't believe it.

The madman thought for a moment and said: "In my parents' generation, there seemed to be many people living there, but in my impression, there were only seventeen."

Seventeen...Roben sighed with infinite emotion in his heart, no wonder that place became deserted in six or seven hundred years.

If there are only 17 people, how can it be possible to continue the reproduction of a race... And since the madman said that he was younger, he should be a very young guy when he left there. After so long, his parents died. It’s not surprising that there were fewer people in that place, and even more desolate. Maybe a few people left later died alone, maybe they left, but it’s not surprising that they left... this race also went to extinction. It’s impossible to revive anymore.

"After I left, there were only fourteen people left there," the madman said as if recalling.

Robben was startled, the madman took a little girl and left, so shouldn't there be fifteen people left?

As if seeing Robben's mind, the lunatic smiled, "Because I killed one."

"What!?" Robben was already awe-inspiring, and among the group of only seventeen people, there was actually killing each other!

"Is it weird?" the madman asked lightly.

"This……"

"It's a last resort..." The lunatic didn't seem to have much interest in talking about it. At that time... Ah, I can't remember. "

How can such an important thing be remembered clearly! ? Robben thought that the lunatic must have been expelled from his hometown for this reason, and he hadn't taken his eyes away. This kind of thing... you will never forget it for a lifetime.

But... Since the lunatic didn't want to mention it, Robben had to sigh secretly. I don't have the ability to force this guy to say something.

"After that, they will die slowly..." The madman seemed to be trying to remember. When I left, it seemed that someone was dying. It was really sad that I was driven away from there because of fear of death. As a result... Still alive, they have all died. "

"Senior, are you sure all..."

"All, there are fourteen tombs that I haven't seen on the road. It seems that the guy who was killed by me also got preferential treatment. He shouldn't have gotten a tomb."

"Fourteen seats?"

"Yes, fourteen, including the one I killed, of course...there is the last one. You have seen him at the foot of the mountain."

Robben has eaten suddenly, he is the father of a lunatic. The guy who turned into a wandering soul to stay at the foot of that seat. Could it be said that he is the last guy alive.

Looking at the wooden tube next to him, the madman slowly said: "Once, the patriarch said that if you can fully comprehend the sword book in the wooden tube, you can be alone, you can go outside to experience, and bring back new women. Continue us Every one of us keeps our wooden barrels carefully and meaningfully. This is our only hope."

"When I was expelled from my hometown, this thing was also taken away. I only got a sword, a piece of clothing, nothing else."

The madman sighed and said: "These wooden tubes were kept uniformly before the patriarch, and we will get them when we go out to practice. We have been told when...when we can get this thing when we are not in cultivation, just You can order the whole clan, this is the only one remaining there."

Robben looked at the wooden tube silently, "Senior, you mean..."

"If you die, the wooden tube will be buried together."

Robben sadly said that... even if the lunatic was expelled from his hometown, his wooden tube was still preserved, since the others are gone, and the number of tombs...that is, they are really dead. Finished.

"I don't know...Is it because I lived too long." The madman touched his face lightly. Although his face looked a bit dirty, he still looked very angry without seeing the old face.

"I don't remember when I got this power. I don't remember how long I left my hometown. I only know that I have lived for a long time. I don't seem to be aging anymore after I got this power... "

Robben couldn't help sighing, "Senior, everything is over, now... everything really doesn't matter anymore, since... since your people are no longer there, you should take good care of yourself. In the Hanging City, there are People who care about you."

The madman couldn’t help but laughed, “She? I don’t need her to worry about it. If possible, I want to forget her. This is good for us. Maybe I will die soon. In this way, everything is over. I think this...is the best ending."

Robben trembled slightly in his heart, remembering that the lunatic had told himself that he was going to the God Realm before. Could it be that he already had the will to die in his heart.

"Senior, do you... have any plans in the future?"

"It's the same as before." The lunatic replied without thinking, which surprised Robben very much.

"Since something is happening in the God Realm now, I am here to eat yours and drink yours, and I will naturally do things for you. Although my sword stays in my hometown, I don’t need it anymore. I want to go to the God Realm. ...Look at how good the guys there are."

"Senior, this... does she know?"

"She doesn't need to know." The madman replied directly.

He picked up the wine bottle, drank the rest of the wine in one breath, and threw the bottle away. The madman said comfortably: "It's been a long time since I competed with a powerful guy. I feel really bored. If I can go to the God Realm, hehe ...It must have been a very pleasant trip."

Feeling that Robben seemed to be hesitating, the lunatic smiled: "Boy, I'm just telling you about the past, so that you don't have any doubts in your heart. This has nothing to do with my decision, um... if I go to the God Realm, I am I have to talk to my baby apprentice well, her power should make the next breakthrough."

Robben couldn't help but a chill rose in his neck, "Senior, you know that Sasha is..."

Crazy laughing~www.readwn.com~ Kid, do you know? Then you should understand that there are many, many magical things in the God Realm, many of which you will not be able to understand in your whole life, so you don’t have to pursue too much, just let the flow go, my baby apprentice, hehe... The unquestionable candidate, um... her future achievements are limitless. If you reach a certain level, don't stop her, otherwise..."

Robbenton felt cold and couldn't help but smile, my Sasa...you don't want to become any strange guy in the future.

The madman reached out again and touched one by one in a row of wine bottles, then took a bottle, cut off the mouth of the bottle and drank it gruntly, "Okay, if you have nothing else, go and clean up those Protoss Soldier, but... leave your wine, all."

Robben still had a thousand questions in his mind, but he knew that even a madman would not answer even if he asked, so he secretly sighed and stood up, "Senior, then...I'll leave first."

After leaving Nalan in a hurry, Robben quickly disappeared into this quiet garden.

The madman lay there comfortably, drinking slowly: "Is it really...too long to live?" (To be continued...)