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Volume 1: Rose Prison Chapter 987: The Past of the Feathered People

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    After receiving confirmation, Huang Yi couldn't help but glance at the bulging shoulder blades behind the old man again.  I didn't expect that the Yuren clan, which was all-powerful back then, would degenerate into this.

    The Yuren tribe was once a great sky race in the second world.  They have a pair of wide wings and are covered with feathers, soaring in the vast sky.

    They regard the blue sky and white clouds as their home, the mountains and cliffs as their friends, and the breeze and sunshine as their companions.  Their graceful flying figures once filled the skies of the entire second world.  People on the earth often raise their heads and look up enviously at their figures soaring in the sky, like noble angels.

    In the ancient times, the Feathered People gave birth to a great god-giver, the God of Faith, Johns!

    His appearance made the Feathered People more prosperous than ever before, and they once became the most powerful race in the Second World, dominating the sky of the Second World. Even the powerful dragons had to lower their noble heads.

    But after Johns became a god, the Feathered People gradually declined.  After experiencing ancient times and ancient times, the current situation of their population has become extremely serious, reduced to the point where they can only survive.  Since the ancient times, no feathered people have appeared in the world, and some people even think that the feathered people have become extinct.

    "I didn't expect that in this isolated peach blossom garden, a degenerate descendant would actually be left behind.

    "Why do you say that Johns caused the decline of your Yuren tribe?" Huang Yi asked doubtfully.

    The old man squinted his eyes, as if recalling the stories passed down from generation to generation, and said slowly: "Johns was once a member of our Zhuri Clan, and the Zhuri Clan was once one of the strongest clans in the Yuren Clan. Johns  In the ancient language of the Feather Clan, his name means "the light of the scorching sun", and his life is indeed as dazzling as his name. The rest of the Feather Clan were born in the mountains and cliffs.  It is a big nest in the canopy of a giant tree. After childhood, Johns can slowly start to learn to fly. But Johns was born at the moment when his mother was soaring in the sky. He was born directly from the sky and fell to the ground.  Any other feathered baby would have fallen to death, but it miraculously learned to fly before it fell to the ground and died. It seems that it was born to belong to the sky and is destined to be different."

    As the old man spoke, a yearning smile appeared on his face. His old eyes looked at the distant sky, and he continued: "Like all the Yuren tribe of the 'Sun-Zhu Clan'. Johns believes in the warm sunshine. In order to prevent the sun from setting  , he always chases the sun, never stops to rest, eats the wind, drinks the rain, and absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. For this reason, he follows the sun around the whole world over and over again, and his golden wings always reflect the dazzling sunshine, becoming a ray of light in the world.  The scenery. Countless children even sit in front of their homes every morning, looking up at Johns and the sun rising in the sky."

    Huang Yi was lying on the rattan chair.  While listening to the old man's words, he looked at the blue sky and white clouds on the horizon.  He seemed to be able to see the golden figure chasing the sun, crossing the sky tirelessly over and over again.

    The old man said, closing his eyes, and his voice became a little deeper: "Johns chases the sun with a pure heart, and has a simple mind, but he also has a little understanding of the world. He understands the pain, corruption, evil, killing, darkness, etc. of life.  He knew nothing about negative emotions and had never even seen the night. As he grew older and gained more knowledge, the doubts in his heart gradually deepened. At this time, the leader of pain, Grol Cannian, came to this world in person.  Spreading pain and developing followers of the Demonic Cult. In order to study the Demonic Way, Johns simply stopped pursuing the light and turned to the embrace of the Demonic Cult of Pain. The place he flew over was no longer filled with warmth and sunshine.  Death. People began to be afraid of his soaring figure. After seeing his flying figure, the children were no longer full of yearning, but hid in their homes and closed their doors and windows. From then on, he became a public enemy of the world.  He caused a lot of hatred and even implicated the entire Yuren clan.¡±

    The old man took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and his tone was full of power again: "Later, Johns understood the secret of the devil's way, finally corrected his evil ways, identified the devil, and returned again. At this time, he had a thorough understanding  He understood the nature of the world, understood light and darkness, holiness and evil, and with his strength that was at the top of the world, he unified all the clans in the Feathered Clan, led the entire Feathered Clan to become truly powerful, and dominated the vast sky.  . It was the most glorious era of our Yuren race. The whole world was shrouded in the shadow of our wings, and countless races bowed to us. "

    Huang Yi heard this, touched his chin, and said quietly: "As the saying goes, things must turn against each other, and the next step should be the decline of the Yuren tribe!"

    "Yes!" The old man nodded and said regretfully: "Under Johns' indulgence, the Feathered People have become more and more arrogant, thinking that they are superior to all races.All conflicts and contradictions were brutally suppressed.  Later, Johns became a god and entered the heaven. The Feathered People lost his protection, but they still tried to continue their past glory. They maintained their previous arrogance and quickly became the target of public criticism.  The enemies that Johns provoked in the past, as well as those who had to succumb to the Feathered Clan due to the situation, all united to resist the Feathered Clan.  To make matters worse, the demons also took crazy revenge on the Feathered People because of Johns' rebellion.  From then on, the Yuren clan turned from prosperity to decline, falling from heaven to hell.  This is just like the ancient proverb of the Feather Tribe - 'The higher you fly, the harder you fall.  ¡¯ Although the Feathered Clan later had some amazingly talented people, they never reached the level of Johns and could not change the fate of the Feathered Clan¡¯s decline.  "

    "What is the direct relationship between this and the degradation of your wings?" Huang Yi asked doubtfully, "Even if the race has declined, the wings grow on you and you can use them at any time. How can they degrade?"

    "It's not that simple!" The old man shook his head and said quietly, "After the decline of the Feathered People, they can no longer even keep a small piece of sky. They are like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats them. Whenever someone discovers the flying  The Feather Tribe would attack in groups. In order to hide, the Feather Tribe had to hide in some remote mountains and cliffs, fly in hidden canyons, and compete with some birds for that small low altitude flight in the past.  Gone are the days of traveling the world.¡±

    "If that's the case, the Yuren tribe just can't fly that high or that far, and they won't be reduced to the point where their wings have deteriorated, right?" Huang Yi asked with a frown.

    "This starts with the Oskan Empire." The old man squinted his eyes and his face tensed, "By the time of the Oskan Empire, the feathered people had been greatly reduced, and some clans had even become extinct.  The tribesmen all retreated into the mountains and valleys and rarely participated in external disputes. However, during the reign of the 47th king of the Oskan Empire, the Austro-Hungarian Emperor used force to rule the country and prospered.  During the war, the whole world was in flames and filled with gunpowder smoke, and the remaining members of the Yumen tribe were also forced to join the army to fight for the Austro-Hungarian Emperor.  Several clans headed by the "Lightning Clan" surrendered to the Austro-Hungarian Emperor and became his lackeys. However, some clans headed by our "Zhuri Clan" retained the arrogance of their ancestors and would rather die than obey. They were brutally cut off.  He was deprived of his wings, deprived of his ability to fly, reduced to a slave, and allowed to be trampled upon."

    "Later, the Austro-Hungarian Emperor was defeated in successive battles, and those clans that surrendered to him gradually died on the battlefield. Basically, only the crippled slaves whose wings were clipped were left in the Feathered People, but they were even more painful than death because they were all  The offspring they produced had serious defects, and their wings became incomplete. Even if some lucky ones grew complete wings, there was no one left to teach them how to fly. From then on, these offspring gradually lost the ability to fly.  After one generation, the feathers of the feathered people gradually deteriorated, becoming shorter, smaller, and more fragile. The feathers on their bodies also fell off and became sparse.  In the end, only the skin was left, no different from ordinary people. Of course, there were still some unwilling tribesmen who tried every means and made various attempts. One great tribesman even almost succeeded, but  In the end, it still cannot stop the Yuren tribe¡¯s tragic fate.¡±

    The old man said, adjusted his sitting posture, and said: "Our ancestors were once a group of unbearable slaves. They luckily escaped and found such an isolated place, and they have stayed here from generation to generation.  We have never gone out again, and the ability to fly can never come back. But in our ancient books, we were once the Sun-Chasing Clan in the Yuren Clan, the Sun-Zhui Clan that grew golden wings and chased the sun and light; that birth.  Exceed the Sun-Zhu clan of God-conferred Johns; the proud Sun-Zhu clan that never bows its head"

    At the end of the sentence, the old man's tone trembled slightly.  The bulging shoulder blades on the back were shaking slightly, as if they were dreaming of soaring into the sky and chasing the sun like their ancestors.

    "That's it!" Huang Yi finally realized, with a slight hint of respect rising in his heart.

    The Yuren clan has gone through many ups and downs, and finally managed to persevere in this way, which can be called a miracle.

    "Young man." At this time, the old man turned to look at Huang Yi and said seriously, "I hope you won't leak this place to the outside world. We have been separated from the outside world for too long, and we no longer want to go out, nor do we want to be exposed to the outside world.  The fact that you found this place shows that you have a destiny with us, and we will not let you go back empty-handed. There are some things left by our ancestors that are no longer useful to us, but they may even be useful to you.  Some of Johns¡¯ items.¡± To be continued
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