Douluo's rebirth An Lan

An Lan frowned slightly, the other party's attitude towards him was really strange.Moreover, why did the other party call him "immortal chief"?He has never practiced immortality.

Not to mention that in the time he had memories, he had not even had much contact with cultivation; even in the memories that Suye later passed on to him, he was practicing the orthodox witchcraft and ancestral skills of the Netherworld, not the immortal ways of foreign lands.

"Excuse me, where is this place? Has anything big happened recently?"

An Lan thought for a moment and asked.

"I'm telling you, Lord Immortal, this is Tongzhou Hua County. The county has been peaceful recently, and it's all thanks to the blessings of the immortals. How can there be any major events?"

The old man replied respectfully, but with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

"Why did you call me Immortal?"

An Lan finally couldn't help but frown and asked.

"This......"

The old man opened his mouth, but he couldn't think of how to answer this question, nor did he expect that the other party would suddenly ask such a question.

"Do you think I am a foreigner?"

An Lan shook his head, revealing his true form as a witch.When he first traveled to Douluo Continent, although he became a human, he had already transformed back into his original race in his previous life, replacing the origin of the human race.Genetically speaking, he is now a pure Yuxuan species, but he usually still shows up in human form.

If there was anything that was different about his normal appearance from that of humans, it was the golden runes in his eyes that were intertwined like an upside-down tree.

"you......"

The old man seemed to be taken aback, and then a complex look appeared on his face.

"Haha, congratulations, sir, for washing away the sinful blood and obtaining the immortal body..."

The old man bowed his head and said something that An Lan couldn't understand.For some reason, even though he had clearly shown his identity as a Yuxuan species, the other party still insisted that he was different.

What does it mean to wash away the blood of sin and obtain an immortal body?

"What is sin blood?"

An Lan was very concerned about this word and asked with a low look in his eyes.

"What is sinful blood? Haha, we are all people with sinful blood flowing. Our ancestors are sinners, so the blood of sinners has been passed down from generation to generation. Men have been slaves for generations, and women have been prosperous for generations to redeem eternity. original sin......"

The old man's voice was a little desolate, full of a sense of despair and depression.

"Could it be that the entire city and the entire Hua County are criminals?"

An Lan asked with a somewhat stiff expression.

"Huaxian?"

The old man seemed to have heard something ridiculous and his eyes widened.

"In this huge 'Demon Suppression Realm', except for the Ninety States of Immortal Land, which one is not a sinner?"

"The whole world is full of sinners, and we are all slaves of the immortal clan!"

The old man's voice echoed in An Lan's mind, causing him to freeze on the spot, unable to believe that what he heard was true.

"Isn't our world called the Netherworld? Where is the Chongguang Empire? Where are the kings worshiping the land?"

An Lan said softly.

Hearing these terms, the old man's old face showed a look of extreme horror. He took two steps back and almost sat down on the ground.

"you you......"

The old man pointed at An Lan and said "you" several times in a row, but he couldn't come up with the next sentence.

"Thank you for telling me, husband. I'll take my leave now!"

An Lan bowed hastily, then turned and left, leaving the old man standing there with a look of panic on his face.

Next, An Lan did not look for passers-by to inquire, but found a library and went in to read books related to history.

The further they climbed, the uglier An Lan's face became, and there was an indescribable feeling of cruelty in his heart.It was as if there was a divine hand grasping his heart.

"How could this happen...how could this happen..."

In the history books, he did not see the former high-ranking kings' sacrificial place, nor did he see the Chongguang Empire. Even the term "Yuxuan Realm" was nowhere to be found.

In today's history books, this world is called the "Devil-Suppressing World". All indigenous creatures are sinners, dirty and lowly evil species. They are born to be untouchable existences and are only worthy of being slaves to the immortals.

When the Emperor of Heaven wiped out this world and punished the evil ancestors, he originally wanted to exterminate all living creatures in this world.However, the Emperor of Heaven was merciful and did not kill all living beings in this world. Instead, he gave all living beings in this world a chance to atone for their sins.

Since then, the Immortal Realm and the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands have taken over this world. Over the long years, ninety large colonies have been established, which are called the "Ninety States of the Immortal Land".The Ninety States of Immortal Land were strictly isolated from the outside world, and sinners were strictly prohibited from intruding. The immortals used heaven-defying means to drain away all the spiritual veins of the entire world, and completely changed the geomantic topography of this world, making the entire world All the essence of the world was concentrated in the Ninety States of Immortal Land, and the rest of the world was turned into a wasteland.

In fact, the so-called "sinful tribes" in this world are not only the indigenous creatures of the Netherworld in the past.Because this world is still a place of exile, those ethnic groups that were judged to be contaminated with weirdness during the "Great Purification" will also be exiled to this world and become new "criminal tribes".

"Sinners" are not prohibited from practicing, but all practitioners will be strictly controlled and monitored.In fact, every time you break through a realm, you must obtain permission from the Immortal Clan Supervisory Department, otherwise you will be directly killed by the Heavenly Tribulation.

That's right, those "celestial beings" who came out of the so-called "First Mountain" actually have the authority to control the heavenly tribulations. They really let whoever they want to die be killed.Such power makes people feel desperate, and they cannot even think of resisting.It is even said that death at the hands of the "First Mountain" means that one will never recover and will not be reincarnated for eternity. There will not even be a chance for reincarnation. He will either completely disappear or suffer in hell forever.

Everyone can only pray, pray day and night, and after reincarnation, they can escape from the sinful body and become a noble "immortal clan", or even the noblest "Nine Heavenly Species".

Of course, the practice system spread in the "Demon Suppression World" today is no longer the ancestral witchcraft of the past, but the secret method of immortality.The original system of the Netherworld has obviously been completely abolished, without even a trace left.

An Lan slowly closed the history book, feeling heavy in his heart.Mountains and rivers fell, and the land of China sank; every stroke in the history books, the so-called "great achievements", are all the blood and tears of our compatriots from generation to generation!

He sat cross-legged in the library in a daze, his hand holding the history book hanging on the cold floor. For a moment, he didn't know what to do next.After finally returning to my motherland, to the mysterious mountains and rivers that I dreamed of, what came face to face was such a heavy suffocation.

"There is a sloping line on the cliffs and mountains of the sea. From now on, it is no longer a mysterious place. There is no place to sacrifice the belly of a fish, how can there be a river full of ambergris? Looking across the river is not a place of sacrifice, and blowing the sun and moon is a fairy. Chang'e has no place to return. , I alone cry the sweet-scented osmanthus..."

An Lan whispered a mourning poem from ancient times. There had never been a moment when he felt the sorrow and hatred of his predecessors as deeply as he did now.