"ha?"
"Yan Xing, you kid, don't make fun of me, it's not funny at all..."
Weiyuan shook his head and waved his hands, looking at Yan Xing's serious expression and solemn eyes, his tone gradually became lower and his eyes became serious.
"Are you really just visiting the wonderland?"
"That's right!"
Yan Xing nodded solemnly, seeing Weiyuan's expression of disbelief, and understood what the other party's doubts were. How could a cultivator who stepped on immortals survive to penetrate this place alive, and how could he get rid of the entanglement of [Weiyuan] and enter the space of the inheritance stone tablet.
"Senior Weiyuan, I probably understand your plan. When you used the incarnation to spread rumors to me, did you take a fancy to my pure-blood physique? You hope that one day I can step into the true immortal world and take advantage of the pure blood of the human race to participate. Understand the inheritance in the Chaos Stone Tablet to help you get out of trouble?"
Yan Xing paused slightly, looking at Wei Yuan who looked calm, he immediately understood that his guess was correct, and continued to ask: "Senior Wei Yuan, I have a few questions for you."
"Please say."
"Because of my words, I have led you into such a dangerous situation. I really feel guilty. I will tell you everything I know!"
Weiyuan said solemnly. After learning about Yan Xing's strength, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but his indifferent expression immediately returned.
The long-awaited redemption seemed to come to nothing, but he was still able to maintain his demeanor, which shows his strong state of mind.
Yan Xing shook his head slightly. He came here willingly and would not blame anyone for suffering. It was all a choice of his own will.
"Senior Weiyuan, are you a member of the [Night Club]?" Although he was 90% sure, Yan Xing still wanted to know the definite answer.
"Yes, I am indeed a member of the Night, and I am also the leader of the Nine Evils. Yan Xing, you are a pure-blood human, so you can know this information."
[In view of the general environment,
Weiyuan said slowly, without any intention of hiding his identity.
"Senior Weiyuan, when did you enter this ruins?"
Yan Xing's eyes were full of doubts. From the discovery of the battleship that Nightfall would crash, from the forging skills, it was judged that it was 36.2 billion years after the Spark, and the Nightfall would be destroyed 34.4 billion years ago. Weiyuan and the other Nightfall Seven people appeared in the depths of the Forest of Steles...
One incident after another is intertwined and connected, and there are many things that are difficult to explain. It goes against the logic of common sense. Asking Weiyuan directly may be able to solve the mystery.
"Well, probably around the 34.3 billionth year of Spark, I got the secret order from the top, led the elite members, and began to explore the ruins in depth until I was enslaved by the stone tablet." Weiyuan pondered for a while, recalling many memories from long ago. picture.
When Yan Xing heard this, his child's hole shrank, so it makes sense.
The once pure-blooded human race not only controlled the supreme authority to analyze divine texts and monopolize the inheritance of cultivation, but also had the invincible force of the "Night Club" to protect them. However, in the 34.4 billion year of Spark, they were thrown off the altar and completely reduced to tools. people.
The reason lies in Weiyuan, an exploration force. They took away all the top power in the association and were trapped forever in the depths of the ruins. This resulted in the pure-blooded human race being emptied of power and eventually overthrown.
Is it a coincidence? Or a conspiracy?
Why did the pure-blood high-level officials issue such stupid orders and put themselves in such a passive position?
"In the 34.4 billion years of Spark, the pure-blooded human race was indeed defeated, but the [Yemu Society] did not. They were lucky enough to leave their seeds. After a long period of hiding and development, the Night Society once again accumulated a little strength, but by that time the rebels had already conquered Dominate the world and hunt pure-blooded humans..."
"Around Spark 36.2 billion, the remnants of the Night Society finally found the original ruins, and immediately ventured deep into them, hoping to find Weiyuan and other powerful people, come back to the world, and rebel against Tiangang for pure blood. Unfortunately, they failed and died in Outside the Forest of Steles."
Well, Yan Xing straightened his expression, looked at Weiyuan whose eyes were slightly dark, and continued: "Senior Weiyuan, is my guess correct?"
"Absolutely right." Weiyuan nodded, admitting that he had been
The hidden history covered up by the moon.
"The past is in the past, Yan Xing, let's talk more about the present!"
Weiyuan waved his hand, thinking of the original "one wrong move and everything will be lost", he felt a little depressed and did not want to continue the discussion in depth.
"Sorry, Senior Weiyuan, I'm rude."
Yan Xing bowed his hands and apologized, revealing the scars of this poor old man. It was an unintentional mistake.
"Senior, you seem to care about my cultivation? Do you think I can't save you with my strength in the fairyland?"
"Yes, absolutely impossible!"
Weiyuan looked solemn, and instantly woke up from his depression. He said word by word: "The pure blood of the human race is the key, and so is the realm of cultivation. The higher the cultivation level, not only the stronger the power, but also the laws, rules, Tao and laws of the world. The understanding and understanding of principles, mysteries and true meanings will all undergo sublimation and transformation."
"Yan Xing, it's not that I look down on you. I thought you were already a true immortal. With the bonus of pure blood, and my concerted efforts, there is a 30% chance of understanding this supreme inheritance and getting out of trouble."
"Oh, what a pity. You are too impatient. Not only can you not save me now, but you have also become a prisoner in the monument!"
Weiyuan shook his head and sighed. He knew how obscure and difficult this inheritance was. At the same time, his advanced level of cultivation also allowed him to understand the impact of every tiny variable on the outcome, not to mention the key variable of punishment.
"Yeah?"
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows, as if he had never heard of Weiyuan's "judgment". He was not a simple "pure blood", nor was he an ordinary "immortal".
"Senior Weiyuan, your original incarnation told me that you were not pure blood, so why did you understand the divine text of origin? Moreover, if you have not died here in endless years, you can still be eroded by countless fogs?"
"How on earth did you do it? These stone tablets have those weird restrictive rules?!"
"Oh, is it necessary to say this now? We can't get out anyway, we will be imprisoned here forever."
Weiyuan stretched out and lay flat on the ground, his eyes slightly narrowed, showing a lazy look.
"Senior Weiyuan, are you ready to give up?"
Yan Xing slowly stood up and looked down at Weiyuan, who was lying on his back. After hundreds of billions of years, he didn't believe that this old monster would be willing to do so.
"Boy, you want to teach me how to behave? Tsk, you're not qualified yet!"
boom--
Yan Xing stepped lightly on his feet, and a thick golden flame burned all over his body. It was unparalleled in power and aura, spreading wildly and expanding. The pure white consciousness space was shattered and annihilated by the terrifying power of consciousness.
Deep in his mind, a nine-color vortex slowly emerged, suspended behind Yan Xing's head, slowly turning, replaying the gorgeous, colorful and magnificent world.
Weiyuan's expression was stagnant, and he looked at the earth-shaking changes in his surroundings in an instant. A trace of confusion first flashed in his eyes, then surprise, and finally all the complicated emotions turned into surprise and excitement.
"Senior Weiyuan, how are you?"
Yan Xing's expression was indifferent. The terrifying fluctuations in consciousness, as well as the inherited words that were constantly being erased in the nine-color vortex, all the true meanings and mysteries were displayed, leaving Weiyuan stunned.
"You, you kid..."
Weiyuan came to his senses, took two steps forward, and once again looked at Yan Xing up and down seriously, as if he were looking at a monster.
"Okay! You are qualified! Hahaha——"
Weiyuan looked up to the sky and laughed, something strange appeared in his heart, and he was surprised that his common sense was overthrown, and he did not complain about his displeasure.
Is this a fucking Immortal?
His grandma, I think he stepped on the "Wuji True Immortal", right? ?
