Volume 3 Chapter 20 The Origin of the Immortal Saint Clan
Ye Tingmu sat down, and the people around him followed suit.
There is no use in being anxious after all. They focused their attention on Ye Tingmu. When people are at a loss, their first reaction is to place their hopes on the person they trust most, and for them, this person is Ye Tingmu.
So they were waiting for Ye Tingmu's instructions.
Ye Tingmu rested his chin on his hand, his deep eyes looking into the endless nothingness ahead. To be honest, he was a little out of ideas.
Breaking through to immortality is basically impossible. By the time I break through, I guess these people would have been dead long ago.
Now there is only one way left, which is to find the Nine-Life Black Lotus. However, Qiqi also said that even the Undead Clan themselves cannot find the Nine-Life Black Lotus, so how can they find it?
It can even be said that whether the black lotus exists is an unknown thing.
There are no reference points here, and they even have to rely on their feelings to determine the direction, not to mention how big this place is.
Finding something seemed like a fantasy to him.
What should he do? He was also confused.
While he was thinking, Ye Nian leaned over to Qiqi and asked softly, "Little sister, can you tell me what this Undead Clan of the Immortal Saint Clan is?"
Hearing his words, the rest of the people also looked at him expectantly. After all, they were interested in the so-called Undead Clan and the Immortal Saint Clan. They also wanted to know what kind of existence this clan was, why they set up such a formation, and how their race could exist in such a strange place.
Even Hei Bai from the outside world became interested at this moment. He also wanted to know what kind of enemies they would face in the future.
It seemed as if they would definitely be able to get out, and they were not worried about being left here at all. Perhaps it was because Ye Tingmu was here, and their trust in him made them instinctively feel that he would definitely be able to take them out.
Seeing that everyone was so interested, Qiqi didn't intend to hide it. Fang Zheng was free anyway, so she just took it as a way to kill time and told everyone what she knew.
At the top of the distant starry sky, there is a continent called: Eternal Continent. It is the home of the highest civilization in the entire divine universe, and people also call it the Eternal Fairyland.
In the Eternal Fairyland, the supreme being is the Immortal King, who rules over the entire Eternal Continent, and behind him stand the heavens.
Under the rule of the Immortal King, there are five major races in the Eternal Fairyland. Each of them possesses supreme talents and occupies a corner of the continent.
Moreover, there is an immortal strongman in each of the five races, and the race with the immortal strongman is called the Immortal Holy Race.
The immortal holy clans in the Eternal Fairyland today include not only the Undead Clan, but also the Elf Clan, the Beast Tamer Clan, the Earth Clan, and the Sky Clan.
These five tribes are collectively known as the five immortal holy tribes of the Eternal Continent.
The Undead, as the name suggests, can summon the power of the dead, and the Elves need no further introduction. They can control all plants and insects in the world, and can communicate with the power of heaven and earth.
Theoretically, these two races are not humans, but evolved races of elves and undead.
The second is the Beast Tamer Clan. Everyone in this clan can tam beasts. Rumor has it that the ancestors of this clan were half-orcs, which means that their genes have both human and demon bloodlines, so they have mastered the ultimate art of taming beasts.
As for the Heaven Clan and the Earth Clan, they are the two strongest races among the human race.
Ye Qiqi said that in her memory, the legendary Eternal Continent looked like a blooming flower.
The five petals of the flower represent five continents, and the five immortal saint clans occupy one of the five petals respectively.
In the very center of the petals, there is a bud, which stands tall in the center of the Eternal Continent. The Immortal King lives there, and it is also the place where the heavens are worshipped.
The current Immortal King is the ancestor of the Tian clan among the five holy clans. Therefore, among the five clans, the Tian clan is the most powerful.
Each of the five major clans has one immortal warrior, but the Tian clan alone has two immortal warriors.
Although what Qiqi said was very general, it is actually not difficult to understand.
The five holy clans are the strongest races from different planes. They competed with each other in this plane and finally became powerful races.
After that, they have been entrenched in the Eternal Fairyland. Anyone who enters immortality can be promoted to the Immortal Saint Clan.
After hearing this, Qingfeng's eyes shone with golden light.
"If that's the case, and my eldest brother is also immortal, then we are also an immortal saint."
Qiqi nodded and replied seriously: "In theory, that's right."
The group of people became interested when they heard this. They had great confidence in their Sword Ancestor. In their opinion, achieving immortality was inevitable.
When they thought about becoming immortal saints in the future, they suddenly felt warmer and no longer cold. They were all very excited and talked about it.
"Good boy, by then we will also be a holy clan, that would be awesome."
"What do you think we should be called the Holy Clan?"
Jian Wushu suggested, "Let's call it Changhe Saint Clan. What do you think?"
Qingfeng immediately objected.
"No, no, no, yours definitely won't do. It doesn't have any aura at all. In my opinion, it should be called the Sword Clan. After all, our eldest brother also learned swordsmanship."
Upon hearing this, half of the people gasped, and the other half had golden light in their eyes.
Feng He: "I think it's okay. I support Third Brother's idea."
Wan Jin: "I support it too. I must follow my master's lead."
Li Gou: "Second..."
Jinghong suddenly stood up and pinched the monster with both hands.
"I don't agree with this. The Sword Clan, the Sword Clan, if you don't know, you might think they are just cheap people."
"Um...it seems so..."
"What do you think, Sister Jinghong?"
Faced with the question, Jinghong touched his chin, his little face looked unusually serious, and he thought for a long time.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said proudly, "Hey, how about calling us the Coffin Carrying Clan? Sounds very domineering, doesn't it? We bury whoever we see. And it just so happens that my eldest brother's nickname is also called Zang."
Wan Jin never missed any opportunity to flatter someone, and expressed his opinion immediately.
"I completely agree with Sister Jinghong's idea. This name is simply unparalleled. She is worthy of being the second most talented woman in Changhe."
Jinghong looked at Wanjin with great admiration, and everything was said without words.
Huazhilu kicked Wanjin directly.
"What's the use of your agreement? You're just fooling around. Let me make it clear: I don't agree. How can a clan name be named after a coffin? It's not auspicious at all."
"I support Sister Xiaolu this time."
"Ditto."
Jinghong felt aggrieved. She could be mean to everyone except her brothers and sisters.
With tears in her eyes, she said, "Sister Xiaolu, you have really changed. You don't love Jinghong anymore."
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