The Southern Wilderness is the far south, a wild and wild land.
A young man in plain clothes stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the endless stretch of hundreds of thousands of mountains.
The soft light of the setting sun stretched his thin figure to infinite length.
His eyes were as bright as the bright moon, lingering among the mountains, with endless desire on his face.
"Brother Lin, today is the day when the family distributes cultivation resources. Can you please let me worry less? Can you take it seriously?"
Suddenly, a childish voice came from the mountain stream behind, with a hint of milkiness.
In a moment, a petite figure appeared on the top of the mountain.
He looked seven or eight years old, with one hand on his waist and the other hand trying hard to fan his little face.
The young man turned around and looked at the little girl in surprise, breathing calmly.
After five years of hard work, it took him half an hour to reach the top of Xuyang Mountain.
But in front of Jiang Ling'er who was in Yuanhai realm, he felt as relaxed as walking on flat ground.
The young man's name is Lin Chen, a Blue Star person who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze.
Born into a family of archaeologists, he obtained dual master's degrees in archeology and history at the age of 20.
When he became famous and wanted to show off his talents, his grandmother, whom he had been dependent on for 20 years, suddenly died of illness, leaving only a mini bronze tripod.
After making a will, the tripod must be returned to the altar in the developed emperor's tomb underground in Mount Tai.
After many twists and turns, when grandma was about to fulfill her last wish, everything started to spin.
Pulled by the powerful mysterious force, he fell to the ground and fainted.
By accident, he traveled to the forbidden area of the Jiang family's ancestral tomb, an ancient tomb that had been dilapidated for a long time.
It happened that Jiang Ling'er came to pay homage to his parents and heard his weak breathing, so he summoned the elders of the clan and rescued him from the ancient tomb after a lot of trouble. Otherwise, he would have suffocated and died in the ancient tomb. It was a direct one-stop process of salvation.
Lin Chen walked out of the ancient tomb in the forbidden area of the clan. Although people were a little confused, the Jiang family seemed to be used to resurrection from the dead, which saved Lin Chen a lot of trouble.
They were not slighted in the slightest, but were treated to delicious food and drinks, and the clan leader even personally imparted cultivation knowledge.
In the past five years, I have never received any strange looks, but I have never started practicing cultivation.
At the age of three, even a five-year-old child can't beat him, so how can he be so shameless as to receive cultivation resources?
"What? We have been in Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years. Why don't we bully the young and poor Brother Lin to become discouraged?"
When the girl saw that Lin Chen had not spoken for a long time, her bright eyes became hollow and lifeless, and her heart was filled with pity.
Who in today's Jiang family didn't know about Lin Chen in the past?
The genius who emerged from the ancient seal has lost all his cultivation and lost his memory, just like a mortal.
He has an extremely powerful talent, but cannot feel the slightest vitality. Who wouldn't feel aggrieved if he let it happen to him?
"How could it be? I am someone who gives up so easily?"
Lin Chen recovered his thoughts, rubbed the little girl's head, and pretended to be relaxed: "After you receive the resources, why are you looking for me if you don't practice?"
Although Jiang Ling'er is only seven and a half years old, her talent is the most evil one in the Jiang family.
At a young age, he has already broken through to the third level of Yuan Hai, and his determination to practice is even more resolute.
Dedicated to avenging his parents, he once practiced without eating or drinking for three days and three nights, almost destabilizing his realm and destroying his foundation.
Cultivation levels are roughly divided into realms such as Tempered Body, Yuan Hai, Chaofan, Grandmaster, Holy King, Tianzun, Immortal, Quasi-Emperor, and Great Emperor.
"Don't touch my head, it won't grow big."
He grabbed the palm of his head and said with aggrieved eyes: "Didn't you say that cultivation requires a balance between work and rest? Can you tell me about that period of your life?"
Today is the Yuanqi Continent. In the year 10086 AD, the Jiang family was once an immortal family and produced an immortal-level powerhouse. The furthest documented records are only after 5000 AD.
Lin Chen once said that he came from 2023 AD, which was full of mystery in their eyes.
That was an ancient era when vitality was abundant, immortals were everywhere, and emperors were as numerous as dogs.
If Lin Chen knew what they were thinking, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood. This AD is not that AD. Can two different worlds and different eras be compared?
But who can refuse such a cute little girl in front of her? And he is extremely obedient and well-behaved.
He said slowly: "Then let me tell you the story of a monkey in our place."
Although they are not in the same world, the happiness of childhood is the same. After all, the story is good and mysterious.
Lin Chen sat down against the stone, while Jiang Ling'er squatted beside him obediently, looking at him expectantly.
What the two of them didn't know was that not far behind them, there was also a group of white-haired old men hiding, all of them holding their breath and waiting anxiously.
Obviously, this was not the first time that something like this had happened, and they were extremely curious about the world they were talking about.
"It is rumored that before this era, there was an era full of mystery, which people called the Great Desolation."
For the creatures in the prehistoric times, the age of heaven and earth is recorded as one yuan, and one yuan is one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years old.
One Yuan is divided into twelve guilds, and each guild has 10,800 days.
Years have not been kept in mind since ancient times, and the life span of a monk has been calculated based on Yuanhui.
But for every 50,000 yuan, there will be a calamity.
This monkey is one of the main ones who experienced tribulations during the journey to the West after the creation of the world and the tribulations measured by Dao Demons, Longhans, Liches, and Conferred Gods.
On the boundary of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is a country overseas called Aolai Country.
Close to the sea, there is a mountain in the sea, called Huaguo Mountain.
There is a huge rock on the top of the mountain that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon...
The little girl's face was full of shock, her hair was tied into two little knots, her eyes were wide open, and she listened attentively.
Several white-haired old men hiding in the dense forest also had expressions of disbelief.
"Can heaven and earth remember years? BC turned out to be such a terrifying world."
"A Yuanhui is nine thousand six hundred years old? A calamity will occur after 50,000 Yuanhui? How can there be an existence that survives 200,000 Yuanhui without dying?"
For a moment, they felt that their brains were not enough. How many years would they have to live?
Isn't it a joke for these old monsters who claim to have lived for nearly a thousand years?
Although we don’t know what happened in the first year of the Christian era, which caused all the inheritance to be cut off, and now we have reached the Age of Ending Dharma.
But they firmly believed that what Lin Chen said would probably come true.
Who doesn't know how much Lin Chen loves Jiang Ling'er? She is closer than a biological daughter. There is no need to deceive a child.
As he slowly told the story, the sunset also climbed above his head, and his stomach growled in protest. His mouth was dry, and he stopped cruelly.
"Wow, how can you suppress the Great Sage?"
"The Great Sage has undergone seventy-two transformations, causing trouble in the underworld for his people to transcend life and death, and making trouble in the Lingxiao Palace of the Emperor of Heaven. It was their fault in the first place. Isn't this insulting the creatures in the lower world?"
"Why suppress the Great Sage? What's wrong with the Great Sage? Is it just for a stick?"
The little girl didn't know the plot. Like countless children, the tall and majestic hero in their hearts was suppressed. Who didn't cry in confusion?
Jiang Ling'er, who looked at the pear blossoms with rain, rubbed her little head and comforted her helplessly.
It felt like she had returned to her childhood. Wasn't she the same person she was before?
"Okay! If Ling'er doesn't cry, they say it's a story. Of course the story is false. You don't believe it to be true, do you?"
Hearing Lin Chen's somewhat mocking tone, the girl immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up and looked at him angrily.
"Who said I took it seriously? I was complaining about the great sage in the story, but you adults don't understand."
The girl huffed angrily, clenched her little fists, and chattered her teeth, with an expression that said you don't understand me.
"Don't be angry, I'm hungry, but I can't starve you, Brother Lin, right?"
After rubbing his belly, Lin Chen could only use his trump card. Only a fool would reason with a little kid.
"Okay, let's go home for dinner first, and then rescue the Great Sage from under Wuzhi Mountain."
Without waiting for Lin Chen to answer, he grabbed his arm and ran down the mountain with all his strength.
She would not let Lin Chen go hungry. Apart from his parents and the patriarch, he was the person who loved her the most.
