Li Xiuyuan looked at him and shook his head, and said softly: "I don't know if Master knows Senior. I had just broken up with Senior in the temple. How could Senior go back to the ancient era of gods and demons in the blink of an eye?"
In his opinion, the old monk in front of him had no idea where he came from, and he would not reveal their identities.
Lowering his head, the old monk said with emotion: "I have been sitting here for thousands of years...I thought that as time passed, I would be able to save all living beings here...I never thought that you would break in." Come in."
Before he finished speaking, he looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked in confusion: "How dare you come here as a little kid? What kind of state are you in? You are as weak as an ant. Could it be said that each generation of descendants from ancient times is not as good as the previous generation?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied calmly: "Senior, I sit here and don't know the changes of the years. This is no longer the legendary prehistoric world. This is the battlefield of Shura in the heavens!"
The old monk was startled and murmured to himself: "Asura battlefield, where is this battlefield and whose battlefield is it?"
"The monks from all over the world can come in and engage in a ten-year battle with the demons outside the realm..."
Li Xiuyuan patiently explained the world in front of him to the old monk, although he looked like the old monk in the temple.
The old monk has been sitting here for thousands of years. In Li Xiuyuan's opinion, it must have something to do with the ancient characters on the stone wall outside the cave, because he introduced everything in front of him in great detail.
Looking at him, he said: "This time the Shura battlefield has ended early, because the demon army has evacuated from the Shura battlefield in advance, and we will leave here in the autumn."
In fact, what he wants to say is: Who are you? Or who is your master? Why is this place full of bones, but you sit in the cave and never leave?
Could it be that you sealed yourself just to repair this mountain and river?
The old monk smiled bitterly twice and murmured: "This is naturally a very long story, so long that I can't even remember the details of the past..."
Putting down his guard, Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "Senior, please clarify my doubts."
The old monk was silent for a moment and said leisurely: "After Pangu's Nirvana, the Yuan Shen transformed into the Three Pure Ones, namely the Daode Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Lingbao Tianzun... However, most of the blood in his body turned into the Twelve Ancestral Witches. ..."
"Has Pangu already passed into nirvana?" Li Xiuyuan answered, but his heart was shocked because the old Taoist priest had never told him this, he just said that Pangu was his senior brother according to ranking.
"That was a long time ago... The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones were both transformed by Pangu. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are also called the Twelve Demon Gods in the world. When the Three Pure Ones meet the demon gods, they It is inevitable that some storms will happen..."
"It turns out that the legends are all true, then? What happened next?"
Li Xiuyuan tried his best to calm down a little, and looked at the old monk and continued to ask. These words were all truths that the old Taoist priest had never told him.
He came back to his senses and looked at the old monk and murmured: "Who are you? Why are you still alive when everyone here is dead?"
The old monk was stunned, looked at him and smiled lightly: "Because I have a reason and capital to survive."
Li Xiuyuan nodded, looked at the old monk and replied: "Then please ask senior to explain it to me."
The old monk sighed again and said leisurely: "The physical body of the twelve ancestral witches is incomparable. They control wind, water, thunder and lightning, fill mountains and seas, and change the heaven and earth. The twelve ancestral witches are in charge of the six paths of reincarnation."
"Pangu's essence and blood in the six reincarnations follow the reincarnations of humans and monsters and attach to the soul. When reborn, they will have innate magical powers and become a great witch, forming a powerful witch clan in the world."
Li Xiuyuan's heart stirred up waves. It turned out that the six paths of reincarnation were due to the ancient witch ancestor... Then his master, wasn't...
At this time, he really wanted to see the old Taoist priest and catch him for questioning.
However, the old monk didn't know what Li Xiuyuan was thinking. Looking at Li Xiuyuan's shocked look, he chuckled.
Then he said: "One day later, the ten sons of Donghuang violated the rules of heaven, but Donghuang only punished him lightly. The great witch Kuafu was dissatisfied, so he left all the way... The ten sons of Donghuang planned to kill Kuafu."
"When the great witch Hou Yi found out, he was furious. He mobilized his tribe and used various secret techniques of the witch clan to make arrows and kill nine golden crows... Hou Yi was killed by many demons and gods again, and the remaining Donghuang was The ten sons took the essence of Kuafu and Hou Yi into an immortal gourd and named it the Flying Sword of Immortality."
"Are there no rules in this world? Just let them kill and kill like this, harming all the people in the world... In this way, the ten sons of the Eastern Emperor really deserve their punishment. Even if they die ten times, they will not be able to forgive their hatred. "
This was the first time that Li Xiuyuan heard an old monk explain ancient secrets. These old Taoist priests had never told him, and even the gentleman far away in heaven probably didn't know about it, let alone Song Tianyu who took Xiao Long'er to make a fortune.
He was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear for a long time. He looked at the old monk and was speechless.
Because every word the old monk said shocked him, as if everything happened yesterday.
The old monk didn't care about his reaction, he just pointed at the top of his head and laughed quietly.
"Because of this, a war between lich and demon was triggered... The witch tribe has ten remaining witches. The demon tribe united with Nuwa and Donghuang Taiyi, and also united with the five great saints Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti."
"There was a shocking battle between heaven and earth. In the end, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was killed by the witch ancestors, and the remaining ten witch ancestors also died one after another. From then on, there was no more witch ancestors in the world..."
When the old monk said this, tears fell quietly from his eyes, as if he was embarrassed and angry.
Li Xiuyuan clenched his fists, thinking that the way of heaven was indeed unfair. After all, it was the big fists that mattered in this world.
It seems that one day I will encounter something like this.
"Heaven and Earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. It seems that this has been the truth since ancient times. No matter how it is, in the future, whenever encountering problems, you should speak with a big fist."
Looking at the old monk in front of him, Li Xiuyuan said quietly.
"That storm was extremely bloody and violent. In the end, it rained blood from the sky, and there were endless flames of smoke on the ground. It was an unprecedented tragedy that the whole world was saddened by."
Recalling those battles back then, the old monk looked at the two people and said leisurely, with tears in his eyes as if he had returned to the battlefield where gods and demons were killing each other.
"I never imagined that the legendary woman who mended the sky alone would join in this earth-shattering war. What other major events happened in the ancient world?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at the old monk and frowned. He believed that the old monk would not deceive him.
Since the old Taoist priest said that Pangu was his senior brother, and the senior brother was incarnated as mountains and rivers, as well as the twelve shaman ancestors and the Three Pure Ones, one of the reasons must be clear to the master.
As long as you meet the master one day, you can find out the truth in a few days.
Seeing the old monk pouting his little mouth, he murmured: "After all, Donghuang is still selfish. His son has violated the rules of heaven, but he wants to pass it by lightly. Everyone in the world knows about this. He thinks that he Can you stop the mouths of everyone in the world?"
"Who says it's not the case!" The old monk looked at him and replied calmly.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at the old monk and asked, "Senior, who are the twelve witch ancestors? Can you explain them to me?"
The old monk thought for a while and said softly: "Listen carefully, any of the twelve witch ancestors transformed by the Great God Pangu back then were earth-shattering existences..."
He was regarded as the ancestral shaman of Jin. There is a snake in the left ear, and the body is riding on two dragons. It has a human face and a tiger body, with wings on its shoulder blades.
Jumang is the ancestral witch of wood. The whole body is cyan, with a bird body and a human face.
Gonggong is the ancestral shaman of water. It has a python head and a human body, with two black dragons on its feet, a green python wrapped around its hands, and black scales all over its body.
Zhu Rong becomes the ancestral shaman of fire. It has an animal body and a human face, its ears are pierced by fire snakes, and it rides on two fire dragons.
Tianwu is the ancestral shaman, with eight heads, a human face, a tiger body, and ten tails.
Xuan Ming is the ancestral shaman of the rain. He is a giant beast with bone spurs all over his body.
Qiang Liang is the ancestral shaman of thunder. He has a snake in his mouth and a snake in his hand. He has the head of a tiger and a body with four hoofs and long elbows.
Xizi is the ancestral shaman of electricity, with a human face and a bird body, two green snakes hanging from his ears, and two red snakes in his hands.
Dijiang is the ancestral witch of space speed. He is shaped like a yellow sac, red like red fire, has six legs and four wings, and one of the four wings can reach thousands of miles.
Zhu Jiuyin is the ancestral shaman of time. He has a human face and a snake body and is red. His eyes are straight, his gaze is dark, his vision is bright. He does not eat or sleep and does not rest. The wind and rain are like a visit.
Shebishi is the ancestral witch of the weather, with a human face, dog ears, and animal body, and is responsible for controlling the weather.
Houtu is the ancestral shaman of the earth, with a human body and a snake tail, seven hands behind his back, and a flying snake in his front hands.
...
"Unexpectedly, these great witches actually died after that battle between gods and demons. Those legendary existences...Senior, do you know them?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at the old monk and asked seriously.
In his opinion, the person who can remember the ancient wars and characters so clearly is either the protagonist of the story or the protagonist's relatives.
The old monk took his time and slowly recounted the bloody past events one by one. With words like a spring breeze turning into rain, those cruel scenes were no longer bloody.
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh as he watched the old monk tell a long-ago story so clearly.
After a moment of silence, he said: "Unexpectedly, behind the glorious history there is such an unbearable truth."
The old monk pulled the corners of his lips and smiled bitterly, and said with emotion: "Of course I know someone among them, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed here for endless years...still alive."
Hearing what the old monk said, Li Xiuyuan then remembered that the old monk had been sitting there for who knows how many years. Without shocking means, could he survive in this crystal?
Because it can be seen how terrible the war was.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, raised his head and asked the old monk: "Tens of millions of years have passed, senior, how did you survive the long years?"
Then he exclaimed: "Could it be that..."
The old monk slowly raised his head and said calmly: "Yes, you guessed it right. I once knew a person who mastered the law of time..."
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but frown and asked: "Does Senior know the legendary Witch of Time? No wonder you can live in these endless years."
The old monk sighed, his sigh full of helplessness and compassion.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he said: "You will know the reason for this one day. The Witch of Time... seems to be the descendant of that guy..."
Hearing these words, Li Xiuyuan's heart suddenly tightened. He got the fragments of the ancient artifact from his master. Could it be that the old monk in front of him was looking for the fragments like himself?
If so, wouldn't he be in danger?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel frightened secretly, and looked at the old monk with a hint of caution.
Back then, Donghuang Hui, Nuwa and Sanqing did not hesitate to pay a huge price. Naturally, they knew that only all the great witches could unify the world...
What Li Xiuyuan couldn't figure out was why the old Taoist priest, his master, chose to turn a blind eye even though he had the ability to prevent this fierce battle and tragedy from happening.
Is it possible that after tens of millions of years have passed, I will be able to seek justice for my deceased ancestors?
However, I don’t know how many years of hard work it will take for me to cultivate to the point where I can seek justice for my master, let alone whether I can cultivate to that point.
Even if I reach that level of cultivation, will I still be able to find those great powers from back then?
Is it possible that I have to ask their descendants for an explanation?
What if they don’t give it?
"Tens of millions of years have passed in the blink of an eye. Those treasures from back then would have been destroyed in the long river of time, right?"
Li Xiuyuan said helplessly that at this time he just wanted to see the old Taoist priest and ask questions.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but wonder: "Is it possible that senior knows where the treasure is?"
