The old man had only a rag wrapped around his body to cover his shame, and his naked body was so thin that it was reduced to a skeleton.
Even though I had been "baptized" by the spiritual formation, I still couldn't distinguish the inner breath contained by it. I just felt that my cultivation level was too high to be touched, and the meridians seemed to be running somewhat the same as mine.
"Who are you?" I stared at him closely.
The old man put down the big sword and walked over calmly with his hands behind his back: "Young man is very forgetful. Take a good look at who I am."
forgetful? Where to start with this...
Observe carefully.
yeah? It looks familiar.
The figure of this person is almost the same as that of a weirdo. There are no thorns on his back. His face is pale and kind. His half-inch thick white hair seems to have just sprouted from the top of his head. The uneven beard on his face seems to have just been repaired. Yes, I don’t know where I shaved it, but it wasn’t even cleaned!
The tone of voice was somewhat familiar, and the overall feeling was that it seemed like they had just met...
! ! ! Could it be that he is a bald weirdo? !
It doesn't look like him. Let's not talk about how his hair grows so fast. The aura in his body is completely different from that of the weirdo. His cultivation level is several times higher than that of the weirdo.
Looking at the healed incision on his left arm, it seemed a little too coincidental.
"Are you... luring away that weirdo with the skull face?" I'm not sure.
"Yes, it's me." The old man smiled slightly.
...It's really him! Magic show makeover? Regardless of temperament, words, deeds, or cultivation, they are completely different from each other!
"What a weirdo! How can you talk to elders?" He then blew his beard at me.
"No, sorry, slip of the tongue." I rubbed my hands in embarrassment.
At this time, he made me feel a little friendly.
"Are you the current Luan boy?" The old man squinted his eyes and looked at me.
"So... right?" I quickly clasped my fists.
"It's strange. It's strange. When Luan Tong died in the Six Realms, how did Xuangang's divine energy spread back to the outside world?" The old man touched his chin and pondered.
"What?!" My eyes widened, not understanding what he was talking about.
"I thought that there would be no more Xuangang in the world, and Luan Yi would definitely be extinct. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. There is hope, okay, okay - hahaha." He said to himself, with light shining in his eyes.
"Why is there no more Xuangang? How come Xuangang exists so well, and what happens if it is transmitted back to the outside world? Grandpa, can you explain it more clearly?" He kept mentioning this, which made me feel itchy because I didn't understand.
The old man looked surprised: "You don't know? Are you from the Luanyi tribe?"
"I...I...that..." I touched the back of my head and hesitated.
"The Xuangang Divine Breath is unique in the world, and the inheritance can only be taught by the previous generation of Luan Tong, and absorbed and continued by the next generation of Luan Tong. As far as I know, Master Luantong passed away, and the Xuangang Divine Breath also passed away with him... ..Who poured your divine breath into you?" His expression was very strange.
Well, I’ve never heard anyone mention this before. This is the first time I’ve heard of it!
"I was still young at that time, so I don't remember it. It must have been... poured into it by Luan Tong from the previous generation..." I tried to answer.
"Really?" He put his face close to mine and asked in a suspicious tone, "Who was the person in your previous generation who poured it into me?"
I tensed up when he saw me, moved to the side and spread my hands: "How did I know!"
"Haha, you don't need to be nervous. I know that you are a descendant of Luan Yi. However, Master Luantong died at that time. Who brought Xuangang's divine breath back to the outside world? This..." The old man stood in the same place. , lowered his head and thought hard.
"Is it possible that your adults are not dead and have gone out on their own?" I reminded softly.
"No." He shook his head.
The old man clenched his fists tightly, sometimes gritted his teeth, sometimes raised his head and sighed.
His expression seemed to be recalling a painful experience, so I stood beside him and couldn't make any sound.
...
After a while, he scratched his head and said, "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out! Ahhhh--"
If you can't figure it out, just tell me and I'll help you with advice.
I couldn't help but poke him: "Grandpa, what are you thinking about...who are you and what are you doing here?"
"Me? I'm your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, hahaha." The old man scratched his chest randomly and sat down by the "well" alone.
...The grandfather of many grandfathers, I don't know whether he is serious or taking advantage of me... Which generation is he...
One, two, three, four, five...
"Little - great, great, great, great grandson, what are you doing? The exit of the formation will not be opened until a while, and the spiritual formation needs to be operated first. Come, come, come and chat with me." He waved.
...I am a mutant grandson, grandson, grandson—son?
You mean you can't get out yet?
"Oh." I followed him dubiously and sat down next to him.
"Very good, very good, it's a good piece of material." The old man stared at me with a smile on his face, and then began his story.
It turns out that he is the surname of Luan Yizhong. Calculated, he should be an ancestor of the Long Jin Dynasty, but I am not a direct lineage. Rather, he is indeed an elder of the clan. It was the last batch of Luan who entered Fudi eight hundred years ago. Yi people.
At that time, Luanyi had a prosperous population and was full of talents. There were more than 40 elders accompanying them, and a total of 2,401 people entered the floating land, 400 of whom were the top experts of the Luanyi tribe.
Very good! I once heard Fu Yi mention that according to records in her clan, there were many Luanyi clan members who entered the Six Domains back then. I never imagined that there would be so many people.
Luantong led his tribe from the Spiritual Floating Land all the way to the God's Floating Land, and then used the "Nine Secrets of the Mysterious Dragon" to return to the Nether Floating Land with everyone, and finally entered the Six Realms.
At this time, everyone's cultivation has reached their peak. The masters can use weapons to ride the wind, slay demons when they encounter them, and defeat demons when they encounter them. The elders can open the gaps in time and space and travel to any point in the floating space. Luan Tong is even more powerful. Several times, it is already close to the body of a god.
After safeguarding the positions of the five tribes in the six regions, contemporary Luan Tong seemed to find something unusual.
The tribesmen dispersed, and the elders led the teams to return to the seven floating areas to check the status of the maintained spiritual array.
Of the remaining three hundred tribesmen in the six regions, a team of fifty people entered the five tribes' positions, and Luan Tong went alone to investigate something.
Senior Lu, Elder Luan Yisan and others entered the Huanshan formation, where they encountered the fierce god Chidi.
The formation burned into a sea of fire. Fortunately, everyone was already a demigod, so they worked together and fought hard to repel the evil god and eliminate the fire.
Unexpectedly, after Chidi disappeared, bursts of unknown black gas emerged from the source of the fire, and countless mushrooms with human faces grew wherever they touched.
At the same time, everyone was bewitched by evil spells and fell into a strange environment and lost their minds. The Human-Faced Mushroom took the opportunity to absorb everyone's true energy.
In the chaos, Senior Long was separated from the others, and accidentally hit and fainted on the "well" of the formation. He escaped due to the relationship between the spiritual formations. When he regained consciousness slightly and looked for his companions, he realized that no one else survived except him. .
In the end, the bad news came, Luan Tong was martyred, and Xuangang Divine Breath was buried in the six realms.
After listening to the story, I felt that he was more approachable.
I was secretly shocked that with their high level of cultivation, they actually died after being sucked away by the human face mushroom...
"Senior Luantong found something, didn't he say anything?" I hugged my knees and looked at him blankly.
"... Your Excellency didn't say anything. He just ordered everyone to explore the various floating spiritual formations again. Alas -" He raised his head and sighed.
"You've been here all this time, how did you learn about the death of your senior?" I didn't understand.
"With your cultivation level, I spent my last breath before my death and sent a message thousands of miles away, so I learned..."
There is also this kind of operation! That’s awesome!
"Your Excellency told me that I am the only one alive among the six realms. Entrust me to find a way to contact my companions in other floating lands and bring the news of the death back to the clan. It's a pity that I can't get out of here with my skills, and I can't contact my companions in other floating lands. What's more, It is impossible to return to the outside world..." He looked into the distance sadly.
"Didn't you ask Senior Luan Tong what happened?" I asked.
"I can't ask. The message I received was just a stream of true energy from your lord. With my skill, I can't send back the message." Senior Hao felt sad.
"Do you... know how Senior Luantong died? Where are his remains?" Being overwhelmed by his emotions, I slowly lowered my head.
"I don't know, that's all I know..." Senior Hao shook his head gently.
I stared at the ground in a daze, wondering what happened to such a powerful senior Luan Tong. He died in an unknown manner. No one even knew where his bones were!
"Why did you become that weird... look like that? How did you survive all these years?" I looked up at the skinny senior Ogi, wondering how he had survived for eight hundred years in this place with no water or food. Year.
"Back then, the Human Face Mushroom absorbed the cultivation of the three elders and other clan members, and gradually grew into an egg shape. I was protected by the power of the spiritual formation and saved a life. However, I was also corroded by the Human Face Mushroom, and my body changed. Every time When you are pregnant, you will be extremely hungry in your belly, unable to control yourself, and will eat meat and eggs involuntarily. Over time, you will become a monster with a skull face similar to those you gave birth to." Senior Hao beat his chest in pain.
"Is that thing edible?" I said I couldn't understand.
"Haha, I ate whatever I could. It tasted a bit like spoiled eggs, and a bit like stinky tofu. After eating that meat and eggs every day, I became half corpse and half human. My body stopped aging, but my consciousness was blurred for a long time. Until you After entering this place, I can recover again only when I encounter Xuangang's divine aura." Senior Lu didn't take it seriously and said calmly.
Let me go, that stuff is disgusting to look at, let alone live a hundred years, even if I can become an immortal, I will never eat it!
"Are you saying that before I transported you out of Xuangang, you were illuminated by the divine fire and your consciousness began to clear and you returned to your original appearance?" I blinked.
"Yes, Xuangang Divine Breath is the nemesis of all evil spirits. Not only that, I was invaded by evil spirits and my skills were greatly reduced. Your appearance allowed me to return to my true body and restore my skills." He smiled.
Oh I got it.
"But the skull seems to be able to seal the Xuan Gang Qi in my body. What's going on?" I asked doubtfully.
"That's because your cultivation level is not enough! If you had been here back then, we would have been able to escape unscathed, but...what happened to you..." Senior Long's face was filled with uncertainty.
Alas, the matter has become a mystery. It is estimated that only senior Luantong himself knows.
Uh... maybe the formation spirit and Brother Tiger also know? You must ask Brother Hu before you go out.
"Where are the skeletons? Have you killed them all?" I asked casually.
"No, you killed them. When you and the spiritual formations purified this place, they have dried up." Senior Long pointed at me.
...This seems to be the case...
"I have another question. According to you, the ultimate Xuangang Divine Aura was poured into me by the previous Luan Tong, so can the next one inherit his cultivation?" I asked again.
"Theoretically it's possible, but in practice it's not." He turned and glanced at me.
"Why?" I think this logic is correct.
"When Xuangang Divine Breath is poured in, it can only be the original breath, otherwise it will lead to two consequences. First, the predecessor Luan Tong will immediately die of qi failure; second, the newborn Luan Tong will die suddenly because his meridians cannot withstand it." The senior closed one eye and squinted over.
"Is that so?" Why is it different from what I thought.
"Young man, since Xuangang's divine energy is on you, I will go out with you later." He wiped his beard.
"No problem. Well, I want to bring the bones of the third elder and other clan members with me." I took out the third elder's waistband.
Senior Long took it and gently touched the card with his hand: "Good boy, now that you are interested, I will go and bring the bones here."
"Yes." I nodded, followed him back to the skeleton section, sorted it out a little, and moved the skeletons of the seniors to the "well".
"Wait a minute, I'll come as soon as I go." Senior Long jumped off the platform and escaped into the clouds.
Not long after, mummies flew up from below.
Wow! What are you doing! Aren't you afraid it will fall apart if you throw it away like this? ! Don't you respect the corpse? !
Yu moved Xuangang, dodged towards the mummy, and arranged the corpses on the ground with the force of changing shapes.
"Huh--" It was intact, and I wiped away the cold sweat.
The mummies stopped flying up and ran to the edge to look down. Senior Hao had two corpses coming out of the clouds on his shoulders.
"Senior, what are you doing? These bodies are almost scattered!" I complained to him.
He put down the mummy and patted me with a smile: "I believe it won't happen as long as you are here."
...
Are you testing me?
Counting, there are forty-nine mummies and skeletons in total. It seems that all the friends who came with Senior Hao are here.
"Heh heh heh, you're such an awesome kid. I'm a step too late. The century-old plan carefully planned by that person has actually been broken. Even he himself is helpless. I don't know whether he should be happy or sad." A sneer came from mid-air, The sound waves gave me a splitting headache.
"Akachi!" Senior Hao stepped in front of me, stretched out one hand, and held the sword in his hand instantly!
