The old Taoist Baishan still couldn't figure it out.

How did Ning Qi do it? He can reach the perfection of heaven and man at the age of eleven. Not only that, he can also control the secret treasure of the Martial Saint, and use his spiritual power so brilliantly, which is no less than the old guys like them.

He had no doubt that after his inspiration recovered, he had another method, and Ning Qi could easily enter the realm of the Martial Saint.

"I have never seen such a monster person in history. It's a pity that if he could appear earlier, it might have changed everything." He sighed softly in his heart.

Ning Qi nodded slowly, his eyes showing a sudden look.

"So that's it, so what you want to eliminate is the Martial Saint born through your own cultivation, rather than the Martial Saint born with external forces. In other words, the Martial Saint born with external forces cannot pose any threat to you?" Ning Qi turned his head and looked.

The old Taoist Baishan smiled bitterly:

"You kid, you want to mess with me again."

Ning Qi curled his lips:

"Forget it, I won't ask anymore, then you can tell me when is the so-called revival of inspiration? "

The old Taoist Baishan breathed a sigh of relief:

"This is no problem. In about one year, the inspiration will completely recover and explode, and then it will reach its peak within a period of time. At that time, there will be many magical changes in the world, which is an opportunity that is hard to come by."

"If you can obtain the Martial Saint's Law in advance, you can take the opportunity to enter the Martial Saint's realm. Due to some agreements, I cannot give you the Martial Saint's Law directly, but someone can."

Ning Qi's eyes flashed slightly:

"Who?"

The old Taoist Baishan smiled and said:

"Your Zhenwu inheritance."

Ning Qi was shocked and he thought a lot in an instant. Taoist Longshan once told him that the underground palace where the Zhenwu inherited it was. He also went to see it in person, but only found some traces.

Baishan Old Taoist continued:

"Your Zhenwu inheritance is very extraordinary. If you can build your foundation with such a martial saint and catch up with the opportunity to recover your inspiration, you may have hope to soar to the sky."

There was some expectation in his eyes.

After Ning Qi took action, he was convinced that Ning Qi was not the backhand of the old turtle, but just a simple luck, which made him a little jealous. This really caused great luck. If he had reincarnated and returned, he would find that there was such a peerless monster in the Zhenxuan Sect who was shocking the past and the present, he would be afraid that his mouth would be slight.

Ning Qi asked:

“Where is it?”

The old Taoist Baishan looked out of the mountain:

"I don't know now, but the old turtle will be born soon. Since your master has obtained part of the Zhenwu inheritance back then, I believe he also knows where the Zhenwu Palace is. Before the revival of the inspiration, the Zhenwu Palace will definitely reappear. You can go there as soon as possible."

Ning Qi nodded seriously. He didn't know who the old turtle in the mouth of Old Dao Baishan was, but I think it was probably the ancient saint of the Zhenwu inheritance, or it was related to it.

He was looking forward to it.

Although he is absolutely sure to create a method to break through to the Martial Saint himself, it would be better if he had references. However, he would not place all his hopes on it. He secretly made up his mind and worked hard to study the Martial Saint's method after returning to the mountain this time.

Originally, he planned to go down the mountain to explore the secrets behind the changes in the world, but now, from the attitude of the old Taoist Baishan, it is basically impossible for him to have any way to get the truth.

The only way is to set foot in the Martial Saint Realm by yourself.

"The revival of inspiration is an important node. Those ancient saints may take the opportunity to soar into the sky and gradually return to their previous realm. I am afraid that they are not comparable to ordinary martial saints. If I want to catch up with them or even surpass them, I need to continuously enhance my foundation before the revival of inspiration." A momentum arose in Ning Qi's heart.

Only when you see the greatness of heaven and earth can you realize that you are insignificant.

"Thank you." Ning Qi thanked him seriously.

The old Taoist Baishan immediately grinned and felt refreshed:

"It's really not easy to hear this from your boy. It's worth it. I'll spend more time on my words."

Ning Qi just glanced slightly.

However, although we know many secrets now, the most fundamental problem has not been solved in fact. We don’t know what the source of the great terror hidden in the world is. From the vague attitude of the old Taoist Baishan, it may not affect the promotion to the Martial Saint, but it may also be a certain hidden danger.

If possible, Ning Qi still wants to solve it.

However, he did not continue to talk about this matter, but just planned to try it secretly.

The two of them had stepped out of the Sutra Tower without realizing it.

far away.

Many guests are already beginning to say goodbye to the three real people of the Zhenxuan Sect.

What we experienced today really refreshed their worldview. Only then did we realize that so many ancient saints did not ascend, but lived to this world through various means. Today's melee may be just the beginning. It can be foreseeable that a new era is coming and the world is about to be earthquakes.

They can't wait to pass on what's happening today.

The old Taoist Baishan carried his hands on his back and looked into the distance, feeling a little moved:

"After today, the world will change."

Ning Qi was silent.

No matter what the ancient sage returns, at least the current state will make some ancient sages dissatisfied, and there will inevitably be disputes, thereby re-dividing interests.

He asked:

"What you said before was that the Martial Saint's life span was only three thousand years. How did you live to this world?"

The old Taoist Baishan was a little silent, his eyes were slightly complicated, and he sighed after a long time:

"Each has its own means, either reincarnation, self-proclaimedness, or bloodline inheritance. There may be other ways, but these three are the mainstream."

"But no matter which method it is, it has flaws. If it is not forced, who would be willing to do so? True Xuan is not Zhen Xuan, Baishan is not Baishan, who knows who I am now?"

The sigh made Ning Qi's heart sank.

He heard some of the confusion and understood the hidden dangers.

Ning Qi said solemnly:

"Whether it is Zhenxuan or Baishan, you have not forgotten the original intention."

The old Taoist Baishan was willing to say so much to him, which obviously meant to support him. As for why, he also had some speculations.

The old Taoist Baishan was stunned and then laughed relieved:

"What I said is right. If you don't forget your original intention, it's true."

He continued:

"The old Taoist, Baoshu Bald Donkey and I use the method of reincarnation. We reincarnate once every time, and then restore all memories when our cultivation reaches the realm of heaven and man. When our life span is about to be exhausted, we will reincarnate again, and we will continue over and over again, and we will swim through the long river of time step by step."

Ning Qi's pupils shrank.

He thought of himself.

At a moment, he was wondering if he could have been reincarnated by some ancient saint, but he had not yet recovered his memory. But then he shook his head. This was not true. He clearly remembered the memories of his previous life, which was traveling from Blue Star.

"What if I die on the way to reincarnation?" Ning Qi asked.

The old Taoist Baishan smiled:

"Of course, it really fell. Even if you had the best methods before, there was no possibility of recovery. However, the stronger you were, the stronger your luck and talent of the reincarnation body would be, and the possibility of falling was not that great."

"Of course, there are always some unlucky people. There were many old guys in the past, but it takes luck to be able to survive until now."

"And how could there be no impact on many reincarnations? The memories of each life will affect oneself, and some people will even change their temperaments and then go crazy."

He said it lightly, but Ning Qi was able to know the thrillingness.

"The advantage of reincarnation is that you wake up earlier. As for the self-proclaimed methods, they are different. For example, the Barbarian Emperor was self-proclaimed through his luck after he fell into the Martial Saint Realm, so he was also one of the earliest people to wake up."

"The bloodline inheritance method is the most dangerous and has great efforts, which can be used by extraordinary people."

Speaking of this, Ning Qi could clearly feel the caution in the eyes of Old Taoist Baishan.

"For example, the one who appeared today has been passed down through bloodlines to this day, so he can always walk in the world and maintain strong strength, but the bitterness in it is probably not worthy of being told by outsiders." Bai Shan's old Taoist shook his head, with admiration in his eyes.

Ning Qi said softly:

"The lineage of the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Kingdom?"

The old Taoist Baishan was surprised:

"You know?"

Ning Qi nodded:

"I had a chance to meet before, and the old man seemed to be mentioning me openly and secretly, but I knew very little at that time and did not realize it. When I stopped the treasure tree Buddha, he should have recognized me."

"So that's it." Bai Shan's old Taoist suddenly realized, "Strictly speaking, he cannot be regarded as the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Killing Heavenly Kill

Ning Qi nodded slightly, understanding that this must involve the indescribable secret, so he didn't ask again.

The two of them strolled in the garden, stepped into the sky, overlooking the clouds.

After each of them did not conceal his identities, he was even more calm and could speak freely. Ning Qi felt a long-lost sense of ease in his heart. This was the first time he had fully demonstrated his strength in front of outsiders.

The two kept chatting, but it was basically Ning Qi asking and Baishan's old Taoist answering.

At some point, the golden crow fell, and Ning Qi let out a long sigh, feeling that he benefited a lot.
To be continued...