boom!
After a loud noise that seemed to explode in the ears, the insect king broke a chain. It raised its head and screamed, even the heavy rain was shaken to pieces.
The distance was too close, and the shock wave hit Lin Feng, causing blood to spurt out all over him, but he laughed wildly.
It's true, it's true! There really is an insect king in the Ten Thousand Insect Cliffs. The legend is true. His extremely poor spiritual roots can be saved!
In the rain, the insect king the size of a mountain was roaring, and in front of it was a tiny human being laughing wildly.
"Insect King, I want you to wish me good practice!"
Lin Feng shouted against the heavy rain, which fell on him and washed down a layer of blood.
The Insect King lowered his head and stretched it out in front of Lin Feng. After a moment, he held it back in disgust: "Despicable human beings exude a stench that makes me sick."
The voice was as dull as thunder, making Lin Feng's eardrums tremble.
He pondered for a moment and guessed that the Insect King hated those who suppressed it here, and also hated all human beings. His original excitement instantly subsided.
Yes, the Insect King is not an idiot, so why would you help him in vain?
What's more, it hates humans so much. I'm afraid it wants to kill him directly at this moment, right?
Thinking of this, Lin Feng was a little disappointed.
He came here with passion and unyielding will, but subconsciously ignored some decisive issues, so that he is now in a dilemma.
Go, unwilling to give in.
If you don't leave, there's nothing you can do.
Lin Feng smiled bitterly. Since he was here, he decided to give it a try. If the Insect King had been suppressed for a long time and his brain was not working well, he would directly help him change his spiritual root.
"Insect King, times have changed!" He had a flash of inspiration and was about to deceive the Insect King.
"Humans, leave quickly."
"Insect King, don't you want to hear about the outside world?" Lin Feng felt that since the Insect King has been suppressed for so long, it should be curious about the changes in the outside world, right?
Sure enough, the Insect King's tone softened slightly.
"The world is still the same world, I don't care."
"real?"
"real."
"Okay, then I'll go." Lin Feng shook his head and turned to leave, but he was counting silently in his heart... one, two, three!
"Wait a minute." The Insect King suddenly called to Lin Feng and said in a low voice: "I have been lonely for thousands of years. It's okay to have you with me to talk. There is no need to leave in a hurry."
It was an insect after all. Lin Feng turned his back to the Insect King and smiled, then turned around.
"What do you want to hear from me?"
"Just... let's talk about the sect. Is the Sword Sect still there?"
What sect is this?
If you can say it in the mouth of the Insect King, you should be quite famous. Why have you never heard of it? Lin Feng rubbed his brain several times and couldn't find any memory about Jian Zong.
"Jian Zong, I have never heard of it."
"Human!" The Insect King suddenly became angry. He pulled the chains on his body and threw himself at Lin Feng. He was finally bounced back: "You dare to play tricks on me, you are seeking death!"
Lin Feng was speechless and explained: "I really haven't heard of it. The largest sect now is the Zhengqi Sect. As for the Sword Sect, there are not even folk rumors."
"real?"
"real."
"...Sigh." The Insect King was silent for a moment and sighed: "The sword sect back then was unparalleled in the world, with three major schools. Unexpectedly, it has disappeared."
"Are you willing to tell us more?" Lin Feng was also very curious about this sword sect.
"I am here to listen to your chat."
The Insect King glared and asked: "Where is Jian Wuchen? Is he dead? If his three Mahayana masters hadn't saved his life back then, I would have long ago——"
"Just what?"
"It's okay." The Insect King shook his head like a child in anger, and asked again: "Is Jian Wuchen dead?"
"I have no idea."
"...Why don't you know anything?"
"..."
Lin Feng felt ashamed because he really didn't understand these rumors, but then he thought about it, the Insect King didn't know the truth anyway, so why didn't he just make it up?
He cleared his throat and said: "I said I don't know because I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I heard that Jian Wuchen died two thousand years ago."
The Insect King's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"Um."
"Boy, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
"I definitely didn't lie to you bastard... No, I definitely didn't lie to you."
"Haha, great!" The Insect King tugged on the chain on his body excitedly and roared: "I was injured by a human monk back then and fled here. I was ambushed by Jian Wuchen and had to restrain him with a void chain. After tens of thousands of years, I can’t believe that he has become a short-lived ghost!”
It turned out that this was how the Insect King was suppressed, and Lin Feng felt sorry for it.
According to legend, the Insect King swallowed up the rules in one gulp and also ate hundreds of Mahayana monks.
But in the end, he was suppressed by Jian Wuchen.
Although Lin Feng didn't know what Jian Wuchen's cultivation level was, he knew after thinking about it that he was definitely not in the Mahayana stage, otherwise the Insect King wouldn't be so angry.
Lin Feng grinned and continued to spread rumors: "Yes, I heard that Jian Wuchen was hacked to death during the tribulation and turned into powder, without even a whole body."
The Insect King looked up to the sky happily and roared: "So, it can be regarded as my personal revenge."
Lin Feng was stunned: "Why?"
"Hmph, I once ate the power of a rule, leaving the rules of this world incomplete and breaking the foundation of all monks. No one can break through the realm above the divine transformation stage!"
The Insect King explained his hatred: "Jian Wuchen must have thought that he could resist the power of the rules. He would never have imagined that if the Immortal Gate is not opened, overcoming the tribulation will be a dead end!"
"..."
One person and one insect, in the heavy rain, we talked about everything from anecdotes to changes in the world, from catering and tea art to postpartum care of sows, and there was still more to explore until the rain stopped.
Anyway, Lin Feng still has more to say.
The Insect King has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his knowledge is as vast as the boundless sea of stars.
Every time he mentioned something, it aroused his curiosity.
The Insect King took a breath and said to Lin Feng with recognition in his eyes: "Human, you are different from other humans I have seen. I can feel your burning unyielding fire - it is very similar to our Zerg race."
"We, the Zerg race, do not have the wisdom of humans, nor the physique of monster beasts. We are born weak. If we want to survive, we can only become stronger bit by bit."
"Human, I think you are very similar to me!"
"Are you serious, Insect King?" Lin Feng couldn't sit still, and was a little ecstatic after being praised. Indeed, he had always been unwilling to accept his fate. Now that the Insect King said it, he felt like he had found a close friend and sympathized with each other.
"Of course it's true." The Insect King took a breath: "It can be seen that your talent is very poor. Improving your cultivation is as difficult as reaching the sky. I am willing to help you, but... there is a condition."
"Say." Lin Feng couldn't sit still anymore and stood up, unbearably excited.
"I don't help others casually. If you want to get my help, you only have to be determined to become stronger. You also have to accept my test."
"What test?"
"You look forward."
The Insect King moved his body as big as a mountain and pointed to the place that was previously blocked by it: "There is a white stone there, please move the stone away."
