Behind the side hall where Qingyang is "Healing Injury", there is an exquisite small garden.

Among the small bridge and flowing water, four or five stone troughs were placed next to a huge rock. Chu Tian and Qingyang sat next to the stone trough. Two smart girls from Yuxue served fragrant tea and pine nuts. They lit a good incense pot more than ten feet away, and then quietly retreated.

Chu Tian sat next to the huge rock, listening quietly to Qingyang talking there.

Qingyang is like a storyteller, crossing his legs and wielding a folding fan, and easily said words that could change the world and change the color, scaring countless people.

"The three ancestors are still very sympathetic. Even if they keep a dog, they will have feelings after they have been raised for a long time. Even if they get sick, they are reluctant to kill them easily."

"So, I gave them a chance. Really, in the past 100,000 years, I have given them countless opportunities. I have indirectly tried to make them clean up their family traditions and clean up their disciples."

"But it's useless! They continue to be arrogant and extravagant; they still do not be disciplined; they still do not be motivated if they should not seek to improve themselves... They do countless things, all kinds of bad things."

After sighing heavily, Qingyang shook his head helplessly, and a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes.

"The ancestor himself admitted that perhaps the materials used were not very good when they were made back then. Some of the not very good ones were inherited from their bloodlines...'factors'!"

"As they reproduce from generation to generation, the number of tribesmen gradually increased, the origin bloodline given by the three ancestors gradually became thinner, and the bad 'factors' in their bloodline gradually exerted their power, so it is obvious that these guys are worse than the previous generation, and by millions of years ago, they were actually a little unbearable."

"I'm nostalgic, so the ancestors have endured them for so many years. But I can't bear it anymore." Qingyang raised his folding fan and drew a circle of the huge world: "The cultivation resources of the entire world are constantly plundering resources on the battlefield outside the sky and feeding back to this world, but the cultivation resources of this world are always limited."

"Use limited resources to feed unlimited waste? How wise and wise the three ancestors are. Raising waste is impossible."

"This world is the foundation that we have won the life and life, fought to the death with the gods of heaven and earth, and fought bloody battles for billions of years."

Qingyang knocked his knee heavily on the folding fan in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the sky. A complicated emotion flashed by: "So many brothers and sisters, so many fellow disciples fell like this, their souls were scattered, and their bones were gone. The foundation made of blood and flesh cannot be let go of them so bad."

"So, they were all cleaned up?" Chu Tian held the teacup in both hands and asked Qingyang seriously: "Theirs, elders?"

Chu Tian looked at Qingyang curiously: "If their bloodlines of origin are gradually thinning, and the bad factors in their bloodlines have exerted their influence, making them gradually unbearable. But what about their elders?"

Qingyang looked at Chu Tian and spread his hands helplessly: "Become worse!"

After a moment of silence, Qingyang said calmly: "The ancestors of their families and tribes are getting stronger and stronger, and their realm is getting higher and higher. The evil 'factor' in their bloodlines burst out with destructive power is much stronger than these wastes."

"Millions of years ago!" Qing Yang snorted coldly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "In the battlefield outside the sky, the three ancestors were in charge and faced with the powerful enemy, some of these guys wanted to imitate the incident of killing gods against the sky and plot against the three ancestors!"

"It was that time that the three ancestors were thinking." Qingyang's eyes flashed with ridges, and his whole body was filled with murderous intentions. He lowered his voice and said word by word: "Those traitors, although they were killed, were killed, but our vitality was also severely damaged."

Angry, he gently patted his palm with a folding fan, and Qingyang frowned and said, "If it weren't for that incident, with the power of my Three Immortal Sect, how could he need to form an alliance with the forces behind the idiot Ying Huo God?"

Chu Tian roughly understood the causes and consequences here. Chu Tian didn't think he was very strong, and he was very poor and had no powerful treasure on his body, which means that the power behind him seemed not very powerful.

Chu Tian was also wondering why the heavenly clan wanted to form an alliance with the forces represented by the God of Heaven. This is why the relationship was like this.

"The causes and consequences are quite complicated, and I'm too lazy to explain them in detail here. In short, you have to understand one thing, these wastes must be destroyed." Qingyang said calmly: "The three ancestors have designed a perfect creation that will replace them, so they must be destroyed."

"You were not qualified to know these things at all. But you are the person Luo'er likes, so your identity is different." Qingyang said meaningfully: "Luo'er is different. She is deeply loved and valued by the three ancestors. If you are a retainer who Luo'er likes, you are qualified to know some real inside information so that you can better serve Luo'er."

"Compared with Zi Tianzun..." Chu Tian asked this question curiously.

"Zi Tianzun!" Qingyang looked at Chu Tian sarcastically, and he said coldly: "The Taoist valley and the Dharma Valley are just the creations of the three ancestors. Only the Zi Tianzun is the truly pure bloodline of the ancestor. Zi Tianzun's mother is Dao Lingshi. Do you think that he, who has half of the bloodline of creation, is qualified to be comparable to Luo'er?"

Chu Tian opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

No wonder Qingyang energy destroyed the body of Dao Lingfu in public. The feelings were in their hearts. Whether it was Dao Lingfu or the Taoist valve behind Dao Lingfu, it was actually nothing at all!

Qingyang's tone became very cold: "Just understand this principle. Creator is a creature and is not qualified to be compared with the Creator. Whether it is Zi Tianzun or Taoist Spiritual Sage, they are just a proposition. Do you really think Zi Tianzun is qualified to inherit the Zi Valve?"

Before Chu Tian could speak, Qingyang said lightly: "When he becomes an adult, according to the rules set by the ancestor, only the Zijiao children who enter the battlefield outside the sky are qualified to inherit the position of the head of the Zijiao family... If Zitian Zun can survive until that time, he will naturally fall in the battlefield outside the sky."

Chu Tian stopped saying a word. The water here was too deep and seemed to be too dark.

He didn't want to listen anyway, anyway, as long as Luo'er is good, that would be great.

Qingyang was intrigued. He looked at Chu Tian seriously and asked with a smile: "After listening to these things, with your mind, you can guess the causes and consequences of some things. So, I'll ask you a question."

Chu Tian cheered up and looked at Qingyang very seriously: "May I ask?"
Chapter completed!