"In that war, the powerful men who used the witchcraft arts founded a group. Every ten years they would select suitable successors from three cities to pass on the secrets of the witchcraft arts. This custom has been going on for more than three hundred years. This group thanked by all Miao people was later called the Zuge."

"But no one knows where the Zu Pavilion is really located. Among the three major cities, the Zu Pavilion is a symbolic building and the only platform for the Zu Pavilion to the outside world."

Hearing these words, Chen Yuan sighed in his heart.

He could fully imagine the tragic war that was the first to be. You know, in the Central Plains of China, countless ancient martial arts powerful men were sacrificed to repel the monsters, and this was also the beginning of the decline of ancient martial arts.

"Hehe, little brother, I have been able to get these history through a lot of hardships. See if you want to buy something from me, just give it to you as a gift, otherwise you will have to collect money."

The sloppy man rubbed his hands and said, his glowing eyes full of sincerity.

Chen Yuan had expected this and was not dissatisfied with it. However, he did not select the products as soon as possible, but continued to ask.

"Why are there only you and me in this trading hall?"

"Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot to tell you." The sloppy man said with a smile, but he didn't feel guilty at all. "Because there are no new hunters in recent years, there are not many hunters now, so for convenience, everyone has set a collective transaction time, and it will be tomorrow."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan was stunned again.

He originally planned to go to Leishan City to find Gu Qianran tonight, but he turned down Le Peiyuan's attempt to stay.
Chapter completed!