Chapter 961: Long Blessed Ancestor (77)
But the people from the Dragon Clan didn’t agree.
It's not that the Dragon Mother and the Dragon King are reluctant to part with their divine power, it's just that this Dragon Palace was left behind by the Dragon Clan for millions of years, and the remains of the Dragon Clan's ancestors are buried underneath. Abandoning the Dragon Palace would be the same as abandoning the ancestors.
They refused to leave, and they couldn't persuade them even if they cried.
It was impossible for him to leave behind his father, mother dragon, and two brothers and go down to the world alone.
So in the days to come, he could only stay in the safety of the Dragon Palace and watch his brother and his tribe fight against the ancient demons, while he could only watch helplessly but could not give any help.
Rather than doing this, it is better to leave and continue what he had not finished before, looking for Zhou Ye.
The aura in the pendant is still there, which means Zhou Ye is still there. She is not dead and is somewhere now.
Now Aowu doesn't know why he wants to find Zhou Ye. Maybe it's because of his previous promise, or maybe he wants to find something meaningful to do for his dragon life. In short, he has a goal to live.
After leaving Dragon Palace, the outside world was much better than he imagined.
Not all are gods and demons. The battlefields of the battle between immortals and demons. Many remote and quiet places are still full of vitality and beautiful scenery. There are also many gods and immortals hiding in these places to avoid war and demons.
Compared to those immortal officials, priests, and ordinary gods, the people of the immortal clan did not feel much about this war.
As long as they remain neutral, there will always be a hiding place for them in the two huge worlds. After ten thousand years, they will be silent, everything will be nothing, and there will be no worries.
Seeing these tribesmen, Aowu will stop and stay for a while, and then set off again after a while.
Occasionally, people from the Protoss ask, since this is a place to settle down, why not stay here forever.
Aowu shook his head and only had one answer each time.
"I'm going to find someone."
"Nowadays, the world is in chaos and turmoil, and the fairy world is so vast. It is not easy to find someone. Maybe, she has long since died."
Someone said so. Aowu just smiled, with some of the innocence and liveliness of the past still remaining in his eyes.
"She is so powerful, she will definitely not die."
Set off again, not knowing the way back, I just walked slowly along the most remote part of the God Realm step by step, stopping to rest when I was tired.
So back and forth, it seems like decades have passed.
This time the wailing stopped for a longer time, because his old injury recurred and hurt his heart, and he could no longer continue his journey.
He had no choice but to stop in this remote village.
This village, located at the foot of Qishan Mountain, has been home to more than ten days of Protoss people. Apart from their long lifespans, they are no different from ordinary people. They work from sunrise to sundown, are self-sufficient, and live a comfortable and peaceful life.
Aowu never thought that there was such a place in the God Realm and that he could meet such people from the God race.
There are no luxurious and exquisite divine residences, no divine clouds lingering around, and no fairy beasts to accompany them. Everything is simple and simple.
"Why do you want to live here?"
"Our ancestors have been here for generations, so naturally we are here too."
"Then why do you still need to farm it yourself?"
"Hahaha... We need to eat. If we don't farm, what will we eat?"
Oowu was stopped by such a sentence.
He is His Highness the Dragon Clan and the son of the most noble priest of the God Clan. He has always thought that the God Clan is full of colorful clouds and cranes, and there are inexhaustible fruits on the trees. As long as he cultivates, he does not need to consider the desires of the tongue.
(End of chapter)