"You want me to take your place and suppress that thing on your back?"
When Liu Cun opened his mouth, it was his usual style, going straight and never making any twists and turns. Wei Feng thought to himself, maybe this is the characteristic of the sword's clear heart.
"Yes." Ji Chen nodded and admitted.
"Why me?" Liu Cun asked seriously.
Ji Chen said calmly: "There are two reasons. Firstly, you are talented enough and should be able to carry this sealing method. Secondly, because you can endure this torture for long enough, you can at least hold on. Until someone figures out a solution."
"What do you need me to do?" Liu Cun asked solemnly, as if he had never doubted the authenticity of Ji Chen's words since he came back to his senses.
Ji Chen shook his head: "I don't need you to do anything. You just need to practice according to your own plan. When you can take over this responsibility, I will come to you."
Liu Cun thought for a while and asked: "My cultivation level is not good enough, right? What is the minimum level required?"
Ji Chen nodded: "At least Yuhua, if I can hold on for a few more years, I can wait for you to become Dongxuan."
Wei Feng felt something was wrong when he heard that, and subconsciously asked: "How long does it take for ordinary people to practice to become immortals?"
Liu Cun didn't even look back and answered directly: "The youngest person in history recorded to be in the realm of emergence is thirty-two years old."
What he didn't say was that the record holder, Prince Feng Yun of Zhou Kingdom, emerged at the age of thirty-two and died on the same day he emerged.
Wei Feng chewed his teeth: "I'm asking ordinary people..."
Liu Cun looked at him as if he were a fool: "Ordinary people can't cultivate the Ascension Realm."
Before Wei Feng could speak, he added: "Most people who are promoted to the Ascension Realm are between fifty and two hundred years old."
Wei Feng murmured, judging from the minimum age of fifty, Liu Cun is only nineteen this year...
He suddenly turned his head, looked at Ji Chen, and said in disbelief: "Can you go back thirty years this time?"
Ji Chen looked at him quietly: "I have lived for more than seven thousand years, is it incredible to live for another thirty years? Besides, I estimate that I can live another hundred or two hundred years..."
In fact, Ji Chen didn't know everything and said everything. He just said what he wanted to say. As for what he didn't want to say, no one could ask him. For him, there weren't many things in the world that were worthy of his care. The fewer things he does, the more abnormal his behavior will be in the eyes of ordinary people.
From the beginning to now, everything he said is true, at least part of the truth.
For most of the past seven thousand years, he has indeed been in a state of confusion. At first, in this state, he would wander aimlessly. This kind of wandering is not suitable for ordinary people or middle- and low-level practitioners. It's a disaster.
He doesn't need to deliberately take action. Sometimes, the coercion released unintentionally is enough to crush the creatures within the affected area into powder. Sometimes, an unintentional counterattack can annihilate the vitality of an intermediate practitioner.
When he occasionally regained consciousness, it would be too late to realize this. Later, before he fell into a state of chaos, he simply sealed himself somewhere, sleeping for tens or hundreds of years. When he woke up, the surroundings had already changed.
The reason why he falls into confusion is because he needs to confront his neighbors on a conscious level. This confrontation does not happen overnight, at least it is in years. Whenever the sealed object gathers enough strength to resist, it will make an attempt. .
And this sluggish old man has been fighting the monster for seven thousand years without losing a single defeat, because he cannot lose. As long as he loses once, the monster will reincarnate with the help of his body, and the seal will break itself.
It was not until the 30,000th year of the Yuan Dynasty that the monster suddenly fell into silence. If Ji Chen hadn't been too familiar with it, he would have even thought it was dead.
He immediately noticed the abnormality of its state. He immersed his mind in the seal to explore the reason for its state.
After months of investigation, a discovery made his heart, which had not fluctuated for hundreds of years, sink directly to the bottom.
He discovered that there was an existence of unknown origin that was connected to the monster in the seal, but the seal was helpless about this connection, as if the two did not exist at the same latitude at all.
This connection includes consciousness and energy. According to his estimation, in as little as a hundred years or as much as two hundred years, this monster will be able to accumulate enough energy to break the seal, and by then, he will no longer be able to suppress it.
He also tried to cut off this connection, but no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to make the most basic contact with this connection, let alone cut it off. He could only watch it accumulate energy and watch helplessly. The seal has entered a countdown. Once the seal is broken, his life will come to an end, so Ji Chen calls this period of time his return to the light.
At least, during this period of time, he no longer had to fight against the monster, and could devote all his attention to finding someone who could replace him. Liu Cun was the first one he found, but he would not be the last.
But this was only the feeble effort he could make. In his heart, he vaguely felt that he might not have a successor. When the seal was broken, that was when the monster would see the light of day again.
However, that may not be the time when it is completely resolved.
As if he felt that he had said all he needed to say, Ji Chen stretched out his hand and tapped it in the void, and a ring-shaped jade pendant with a gap appeared out of thin air.
He stretched out his withered fingers, pinched the ring-shaped jade pendant, handed it to Liu Cun, and said softly: "Keep this, it may be of some use."
After that, he stopped looking at the two of them and walked away. The petrified scroll behind him swayed left and right with his steps, like an ordinary old man carrying his own bamboo basket. He staggered, but disappeared from the sight of the two of them in a few breaths. Throughout the whole process, Mo Wuyu failed to feedback any information about the other party, and even failed to detect the other party's existence.
Before he disappeared, Wei Feng waved to his back and said goodbye, and then held Cang Gou in his arms to comfort him, although Cang Gou acted as if nothing had happened.
Liu Cun didn't say anything, just put away the jade pendant silently. Wei Feng glanced at it. This shape reminded him of the earliest dragon shape, but I heard that there were no dragons in this world.
I don’t know what Liu Cun was thinking, but Wei Feng just took it as a story. It was like he had just heard about a game and before he started playing it, he was told that after he reached the level, he would have to fight a very strong player. Boss, he could only spread his hands to show that he had no psychological fluctuations.
However, he was more interested in some of the content involved in the story. Seeing that there was nothing unnatural about Liu Cun's expression, he casually asked, "What is the Tianzhu Mountain that Ji Chen mentioned just now? Where is it?"
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