Legendary Sequence

"They are all from the Ten Families of Heaven."

"Yes." Beiming Zhiyao nodded: "Recommendation is not only based on talent and performance in magic, but also based on the background of a magician."

"The talent of a magician comes largely from genes. The descendants of outstanding magicians cannot be inferior." Beiming Zhiyao said: "There are very few people who come from ordinary families but have outstanding magic talents. I can count the number of such characters since their emergence."

"So the entrance examination of the National University of Magic seems to discriminate against those without background, but in fact it is the greatest fairness."

Su Yian nodded. Magicians from the Ten Families of Heaven are definitely not bad in talent. At least they all started as magisters.

Of course, a magician becomes stronger not only through talent, but also through hard work.

For example, those worms from the Beiming Family are too lazy to die because of their noble background. Not only are their abilities low among the ten families in the sky, but their character is also extremely poor, and they cannot become great talents at all.

I don’t know how it became like this. Don’t you have the dignity of being a member of the Beiming Family?

People who are smarter than you work harder than you, so the Huangfu family takes the lead and becomes the most powerful magic family among the ten families in the sky.

"So if you want to get into the National University of Magic, junior, you must work harder, even though you are already good enough now." Beiming Zhiyao said with a smile.

"What is the entrance examination?"

"I'll give you my review materials later, so you can have a rough idea."

"good!"

At this time, Beiming Zhiyao's cell phone rang. It was Situ Yue calling, asking where she was, saying that she was bored of shopping, hungry again, and wanted to eat.

"Three minutes of heat." Beiming Zhiyao smiled helplessly: "Then let's go too?"

"good."

…

As evening approaches, the sky becomes dark and the temperature drops sharply. The temperature difference between day and night is large in the western part of Daqin, so after six o'clock, there are almost no people in the streets and alleys.

However, the service area at Xichuan Pass is still bustling with people, and in the lively atmosphere, it seems that you can't even feel the cold anymore.

Su Yian drove Su Yige out of the service area and headed towards Xichuan Village.

I had just talked to Beiming Zhiyao, and Beiming Zhiyao was very considerate and gave her time to the brother and sister. Su Yige in the passenger seat had a happy smile on his face, although he was not able to be with his brother during the day. Shopping, but it’s not bad now.

Xichuan Village is named after Xichuan Pass. It is not very far away from nature, but the village is in a desert with no roads in front, left, or right.

Thanks to the good performance of this commercial vehicle, we arrived at Xichuan Village safely.

After the car stopped, Su Yian and his sister got out of the car and looked at the village in front of them. Their expressions were a little surprised, because Xichuan Village was a little different from what they imagined.

Originally I thought it was filled with wind and sand and the roofs were all gray, but the first impression of Xichuan Village is that it is clean.

Not only is it clean, but the houses are scattered in an orderly manner. There is even a forest surrounding the village. The trees grow lush and green, forming a clear contrast with the desert.

"This is... magic." Su Yige said softly.

Su Yian nodded, turned on the Elf Eyes and looked over. The houses in the village were located in a strange order, like some kind of formation.

"Ahem, who are you?"

Behind him, an old voice sounded, and the next second, the lights at the entrance of the village turned on, illuminating the surrounding scenery.

Su Yian turned around and looked a little surprised, because the old man who asked the question was the old man who told the book in Xichuan Gate during the day.

The old man obviously did not have Alzheimer's disease. He looked at Su Yian and opened his eyes wider: "It's you."

"Are you from Xichuan Village?" Su Yian asked.

"Yes." The old man nodded: "I am the gatekeeper."

After that, he walked towards the village first, and Su Yian and Su Yige followed immediately.

Entering the village, I followed the old man to a house not far from the entrance of the village. I heard faint conversations behind the door of the house.

The old man opened the door, and a loud voice rang out: "Lao Ba, you are finally back. Where is the wine? Hurry up and take out the wine!"

"Why are you so anxious?" the old man said slowly, looking at the three old men in the courtyard: "A guest is here."

"Guest?" Three pairs of eyes were fixed on Su Yian and Su Yige, with different expressions.

"There are actually guests in our poor village? Tsk!" One of the old men slapped his mouth: "How rare."

"What a beautiful little girl." Another old man looked at Su Yige.

The old man in the middle looked at Su Yian and frowned slightly: "The evil spirit on his body is really heavy."

The old man who was called Lao Ba approached the stone table with the wine. After putting the wine on the table, he immediately sat down and said, "Can you see it? I can also see it. The boy has a strong temper and doesn't look like a good person. ”

Su Yige frowned and was about to refute when Su Yian stretched out his hand to stop her.

"Little baby, what do you want to do in this village?" Lao Ba turned around and asked, "Looking for someone or asking for trouble?"

"Ask a question." Su Yian answered truthfully.

"What's the matter?"

"Baihu Village." Su Yian said calmly.

He clearly saw that after he talked about Baihu Village, the expressions of the four old men were different, which made him sure that the four old men really knew something about Baihu Village.

"Baihu Village..." The old man in the middle sighed: "Ten years ago, someone came here and asked the same thing as you. Do you know what happened to him later?"

"Dead?" Su Yian asked, speaking in this tone, the result would definitely be bad.

"Not dead." The old man looked at Su Yian: "But it can't be called alive."

"Vegetative state?"

"No." The old man on the left said: "He still has normal thinking, but he can never escape his imprisonment."

Su Yian frowned: "The curse of Baihu Village?"

"It seems you know something." The old man in the middle looked at the brother and sister thoughtfully: "You were invited to Baihu Village, right?"

"You know?" Su Yian raised his eyebrows slightly. It's impossible for this old man to have the ability to read minds, right?

"Sure enough..." The four old men looked at each other, their expressions gradually becoming serious.

"You can't go to Baihu Village." The old man in the middle looked at the Su Yian brothers and sisters and said slowly: "The cursed people live there. The people there may be devils to you."

"The Murong family is also a wealthy family, how could it be a devil?" Su Yige asked.

"A wealthy family?" The old man on the right sneered: "Have you ever seen any wealthy family choose to establish a family in such a barren place?"

"They don't want to be here either, they just have no choice!"

Su Yige's expression was a little solemn when he heard this, but Su Yian could still remain calm. He looked at the four old people: "Actually, you are like this too."

The old man in the middle narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Su Yian: "What do you mean by this?"

"Xichuan Village..." Su Yian turned to look forward, his sight seemed to penetrate the walls: "There are eighty-one houses in total, but there are only forty-nine villagers, and they are all old people like you. "

The four old men looked at the pure light in Su Yian's eyes, and their expressions suddenly changed, and they stood up involuntarily: "Your eyes, you..."

What they felt at this moment was supreme energy that could not be blasphemed.

One after another figures appeared around the house, and an old man standing on the wall stared at Su Yian with different expressions.

"You don't want to be here, but you have no choice." Su Yian's eyes returned to normal, and he looked at the old man in the middle: "Strategic magician, you are the head of Xichuan Village, right?"

"In the history of the Great Qin Divine Sword, some people did not die in battle or retire, but they disappeared inexplicably and were nowhere to be found."

"As time goes by, people who disappear are forgotten. No one remembers them, so their whereabouts are ignored."

"Who are you?" The village chief of Xichuan Village stared at Su Yian with sharp eyes, and the aura on his body made Su Yian feel friendly.

The unique aura of the members of the Great Qin Divine Sword.

Only those who came out of the Great Qin Divine Sword Preparatory Camp can have such momentum.

"Me..." Su Yian smiled: "The twentieth sword holder of the Great Qin Divine Sword."

"Lord of Destruction..." Lao Ba looked at Su Yian and suddenly realized: "No wonder the evil aura on his body is so heavy."

"Village Chief, I am a member of my family." The old man on the left breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the village chief with a smile.

The village chief looked at Su Yian: "I heard you retired?"

"Yes, otherwise I would say that I am the current sword holder." Su Yian said lightly: "By the way, this village is actually a formation, right?"

The village chief nodded, sat back on the stone bench and sighed softly: "There are not many guests here, but your status is the first one."

"I heard Liang Chao mention it, so I came here to take a look. The harvest is indeed not small."

"Liang Chao? That kid doesn't keep his word." The old man on the right snorted coldly.

"I think you misunderstood." Su Yian said: "He didn't tell me your identities, he just told me that you might know some relevant information about Baihu Village."

"I came here mainly for information about Baihu Village."

The village chief poured himself a glass of wine: "My name is Wang Wei, and I am the chief of Xichuan Village."

"Wang Wei..." Su Yian's eyes flashed: "He was the captain of the Ziwei Guard."

"Yes." Wang Wei drank up the wine: "It happened more than 20 years ago, and I am happy that you can still remember my name."

"There are still people who haven't forgotten us."

clang!

Wang Wei placed the wine glass on the stone table, then slowly stood up and saluted Su Yian with a military salute: "Wang Wei has seen the divine general!"

"I've seen the divine general!"

The voices of the forty-nine old people were deafening and resounded through the sky.

Su Yian was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "I am no longer the wielder of the Great Qin Divine Sword."

"Isn't a retired officer a commander?" Wang Wei smiled slightly.

Su Yian stopped dwelling on this topic, looked at Wang Wei and said, "Xichuan Village helps with a formation that can purify elements and store the purified elements day after day."

"Yes." Wang Wei nodded, and then asked curiously: "How do you know?"

"I have some understanding of this aspect." Su Yian stepped on the ground: "The Yuan Gathering Formation..."

"After so many years, the number of elements gathered is not a small number. I am very curious, what do you want to do with so many elements? Or are you preparing it for what?"

Wang Wei smiled: "I just talked about Baihu Village, let's continue this topic."

"Does it have something to do with Baihu Village..." Su Yi'an thought silently, then nodded.

"Baihu Village is cursed, and the Murong Family is cursed. These words are actually not 100% true." Wang Wei slowly said: "The reason why they established a family here was indeed not their original intention, but at the beginning, it was The mission that Murong Chong took over.”

"Murong Chong is the great mage, the first generation of magicians, and the founder of the Murong family. Perhaps he was proud and glorious when he took over this mission, but he must have regretted it later."

"Why?" Su Yian asked curiously, this matter was becoming more and more interesting.

"Because of this mission, the Murong family cannot live without Baihu Village; because of this mission, the average age of the Murong family cannot exceed forty years; because of this mission, the Murong family has become a second-rate magic family, and will become weaker and weaker in the future. "

"What is this mission?"

"Guard something." Wang Wei took a deep breath: "A thing from another dimension."

"Is it related to alien beasts?" Su Yian raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised.

"Dark energy cannot be faked." Wang Wei said calmly.

"Everyone in the Murong family has exhausted their life and magic power to guard that thing, so they are getting weaker and weaker. It is now difficult for a big figure to appear. I am afraid that after the death of this head of the Murong family, the Murong family will not even be able to give birth to a magician. ”

"They would rather sacrifice everything than escape. I think my behavior is worthy of admiration." Su Yige said.

"It is indeed worthy of admiration, but..." Wang Wei looked at Su Yige with a half-smile: "Do you think everyone in the Murong family holds such a belief? Do you think they don't want to escape from what they think is a curse? place?"

"They want to, but they dare not." Wang Wei's eyes flashed with coldness: "Anyone who escapes and does not come back will be killed!"

"Each of them has a tracker on their body. As long as the range of movement is not right, you will know their actions."

"So they don't dare to escape. They can live forty or fifty years if they carry out their mission well. Once they escape, there will be no hope of living. They all know what choice they will make!"

"Why do we have to let them do this kind of thing? They should have the life they want, right? Can't we let others continue this mission?"

"This is not fair to the Murong family!" Su Yige looked at Wang Wei: "You are actually the supervisors of the Murong family, right?"

Wang Wei looked at Su Yige and said lightly——

"Little girl, this world is inherently unfair."