After hearing Xing Yuexi's words, Tang Feng suddenly realized that he had met a man named Guan Sheng when he was in Lingnan City. At that time, the man was a secret spy from the Xing family, responsible for inquiring about the list of members of the Haotian National Alliance. Guan Sheng was hunted down. At the last moment, he once gave himself a box. In addition to the organization list, there were also Xing Yuexi's clothes when she was infancy.
At that time, Guan Sheng gave the box to Tang Feng before he died, and Tang Feng gave it to her when he saw Xing Yuexi.
Looking back at this moment, the scenes flashed quickly, Tang Feng nodded and said, "I know, I was there when Uncle Guan Sheng died."
Xing Yuexi whispered: "Today, I finally know my life experience."
Tang Feng hugged Xing Yuexi with both hands and said softly: "Then tell me. Tell me what happened in the past two days."
"Okay, but your hands are not allowed to move, I'm afraid of itch."
"I promise not to move," Tang Feng covered the two balls of flesh on Xing Yuexi's chest with both hands, and indeed he did not move anymore.
Xing Yuexi was helpless, but she did not object. She whispered to Tang Feng about what happened yesterday.
Let’s talk about Xingyuexi being held by the old man yesterday, and she felt a breeze blowing, and her body lightened. Xingyuexi and the old man had "floated" toward Ziluo City.
The old man's residence is in the Ziluo Mountain outside Ziluo City. Not far from the mountain stream, there is a wooden house. In front of the wooden house is a farmland, and behind the wooden house is a earthen tomb with a stone tablet.
"This is your home?" Xing Yuexi asked softly.
The old man nodded, let go of Xingyuexi's palm, and walked step by step through the neat wheat fields and towards the wooden house.
Xing Yuexi followed the old man, and her leather boots stepped on the soft land, and rows of footprints appeared.
"It's been more than a hundred years," the old man's body was a little hunched. He said to himself: "I thought I would die on this island like this. I always thought so, and even made a coffin for myself and a cemetery, but I didn't expect that I would see the bow again."
The old man's tone was full of vicissitudes and fatigue. Although the sun was still strong in the afternoon, Xingyuexi felt a sense of sadness.
"Grandpa, you know that bow, and you know my life experience, right? You know these words... you know these words, right?" Xing Yuexi took out an old box from her storage ring, opened the box, and placed a baby coat inside. On the baby clothes, there were a row of twisted and light yellow handwriting.
The old man stopped at the door of the wooden house, turned around, took the baby suit in Xingyuexi's hand. When his eyes glanced at the row of words, two rows of tears fell from his old eyes. The tears rolled over the old man's old face, dripped to the ground, and a burst of earth flowers splashed.
"This is written for me," the old man suddenly said. After saying this, he could no longer bear it. He fell to his knees on the ground, hugged his head and started crying.
Xing Yuexi stood there blankly, not understanding what was going on. How could the words on her baby's clothes be written to this old man she had never met before?
After the old man cried bitterly, his breath finally became much more relaxed. He pointed to a chair and said to Xingyuexi: "Sit, child. I feel so uncomfortable after so many years of pain that has been held in my heart. Today I meet you again. I know that this is the moon god who has made me atone for my sins."
Xing Yuexi sat down blankly and looked at the old man.
At this moment, the old man had no such a peerless style as a strong man. Instead, he sat on the root of a tree beside Xingyuexi like an old housekeeper and whispered: "Child, do you know that you are not a person on this continent. Your hometown is at the end of the distant sea, on the real continent."
"The real continent?" Xing Yuexi couldn't understand what the old man was talking about.
The old man sighed and said, "Yes, the real continent, the land of Central China! There is the real world. The Mia continent you mentioned is just an island in this vast sea water compared to that. And there are actually many islands like Mia in this world. Mia continent is just one of the many islands. Although it is relatively large, it is still just an island."
Xing Yuexi looked at the old man in surprise.
An ant slowly crawled over the ground.
The old man pointed at the ant and said softly: "Look, when it is as small as an ant, its world is this world. When it is as strong as a hare, its world is this Ziluo Mountain. If an ordinary person is an ordinary person, he may not be able to leave the Ziluo Kingdom in his life. For the residents of Mia Island, because the spiritual energy here is weak, no one can break through to the Zizhu Master, so the people here think that Mia Island is the whole world. In fact, this is just an island. For a real master, it only takes one week to travel from the east of Mia Island to the west."
Xing Yuexi nodded thoughtfully, "I understand what Grandpa you mean. In fact, this Mia continent is just an island, and the real continent, the place of Central China, is my hometown."
The old man stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the punishment of that moon."
Xing Yuexi took out the battle bow from the storage ring and handed it to the old man.
The old man's old fingers gently stroked the bow body carved with complex and unknown patterns, and said, "This bow is unique even in the Zhongzhou continent. It represents a noble bloodline, the Purple Moon Elf, and the person who can hold this bow is the king of the elf recognized by the Moon God."
"Elf? What is an elf? Am I an elf?" Xing Yuexi was a little stunned.
The old man smiled and said, "Elf is the legendary inheritance of the moon god in the world. They are born with the ability to control the moon elements. However, until now, there are no pure-bred elves. However, although there are no more elves, there are a kind of bloodline talent, the moon god blessing bloodline, and only those who have this bloodline can truly exert the power of this bow. Xingyuexi, or should be called you, Alu, my king, you are the one with the moon god blessing bloodline, and perhaps the only person in the world who has the moon god blessing bloodline."
Xing Yuexi was stunned when she heard these words.
The old man knew that Xing Yuexi could not accept it for a moment, so he paused for a moment before continuing: "The person who holds Yue's punishment will also be the owner of the Purple Moon Temple."
"Purple Moon Temple?" Xing Yuexi felt her mind swelling.
"Yes, the Purple Moon Temple is a church that worships the Moon God. Of course, this temple is more important to be able to complete sacrifices and open up the Moon God's bloodline talent." The old man looked ahead with empty eyes and said.
Xing Yuexi vaguely understood that it seemed that the Purple Moon Temple must have a lot to do with its own life experience. It also has a lot to do with the old man's origin.
Sure enough, the old man continued, "More than a hundred years ago, I was a guardian of the Purple Moon Temple. At that time, the Purple Moon Temple was attacked by the Cross Knights. I was very scared. My wife, an ordinary woman, was pregnant for ten months, so I asked the queen of the temple to resign. Yes, I was very cowardly. I left the Purple Moon Temple with the reason of his wife's pregnancy, but I knew that I was not only worried about my wife, but more importantly, I was afraid of those crusaders. They were very powerful and crazy. I knew that the Purple Moon Temple was in danger, but I chose to escape. I was a coward..."
The old man's voice became lower and lower, and in the end he was just repeating "I am a coward".
Xing Yuexi looked at the old man quietly, and her heart suddenly became tight, and it hurt a lot, because Xing Yuexi vaguely realized that the people in the Purple Moon Temple and the people in the Purple Moon Temple were their relatives, and they were probably dead in the war.
After a long time, the old man recovered. He smiled bitterly and continued, "But although I am a coward, the queen treats me very well. She was worried that the Crusaders would not let me go, so she activated a one-way teleportation array and sent my wife and I to the Mia Island far away from the Zhongzhou Continent. Do you know how many spirit stones are needed for the one-way directional teleportation array to accurately activate? It requires at least two hundred high-level spirit stones, pure high-level spirit stones, which is equivalent to the annual income of the Moon Temple."
The old man's words were filled with regret and self-blame.
"Now my wife is dead, and you, with the Moon Punishment, appeared in front of me. I know that this must be the Moon God who made me atone for my sins. Alu, my king, I will definitely take you back to Zhongzhou Continent and open up your bloodline talent." The old man became more and more excited as he spoke.
Xing Yuexi's mind was in chaos, and she asked in panic: "Where is my family?"
The old man glanced at the baby clothes in his hand and said slowly: "Your mother and grandmother, the two queens, have died in the war. The handwriting on this dress is the unique elf text of the Purple Moon Temple. It says that twenty years ago, the Purple Moon Temple was about to be destroyed. At the last moment, your mother teleported you through the last one-way teleportation array. She said that if I could see you again, I hope I will take good care of you and give you help."
The old man held the baby's clothes just in his hand, "I see you for twenty years. I finally saw you again. Alu, my king, the morning after tomorrow, we set off for the Central Continent!"
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Time passed slowly, and Tang Feng on Black Rose listened quietly to Xing Yuexi's whisper. Through Xing Yuexi's words, Tang Feng finally had a general real understanding of the world, but when he heard Xing Yuexi's last words, he was stunned.
"You... are you leaving?" Tang Feng asked in panic.
Xing Yuexi turned her head on the horse's back and looked at Tang Feng quietly, "That's my duty, Feng. Grandpa Hanong told me that the talent sacrifice of the Moon Temple can only be opened every ten years, and this time is almost time. If I miss this opportunity, I have to wait for another ten years. Feng, I can't wait. I want to go to the Zhongzhou Continent with Grandpa Hanong immediately..."
Tang Feng stared at Xing Yuexi in a daze. At this moment, under the moonlight, Tang Feng realized that Xing Yuexi's eyes turned out to be purple.