Seeing that several old men were a little panicked, although they were puzzled, they also spoke to stabilize their emotions: "Okay, no one knows what will happen in the future. The most important thing now is to grasp the present!"

"Oh, you are still young and don't know the seriousness of the matter!" The vulgar old man sighed and looked sad.

"I..." Zhong Qishan saw that he was young, but he had nothing to say. After all, he was really younger than these old people.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Now send them to the Sutra Pavilion. What kind of luck can be obtained depends on themselves!" Fake righteous waved impatiently and tweaked the light curtain in front of him.

"Well, I'm...good, what happened?" Zhong Yunlong suddenly raised his tone as he spoke, as if he had discovered something incredible.

When everyone heard this, they immediately became excited.

"This, this... how is this possible?" Fei Zhengqi shivered his lips.

"How old is that annual ring wood?" Gao Qiao pointed at the light curtain with his trembling fingers.

"Eight, eight hundred years!" Zhong Yunlong was a little uncertain.

The seven people stopped talking, just looked at the light curtain in front of them quietly.

I saw that Bai Manchuan was still unconscious on the screen, without any sign of waking up. The Spirit-Starting Mirror in front of me was in chaos, without any change. I changed my perspective and counted on the soul-viewing jade. I counted carefully, and it was not much or less, just ten o'clock. And the annual rings on the wooden side of the left hand were slowly and firmly lit up.

"Seven hundred and eighty-nine, seven hundred and ninety..." The vulgar old man in the dark couldn't help counting, "Seven hundred and ninety-six...799, it's rotten, it's going to rot!"

As soon as the words came, the annual rings in Bai Manchuan's hands cracked and split into pieces. Several old men looked at each other, stunned.

"He, he, he is eight hundred years old?" The vulgar old man rolled his throat with difficulty, "but it looks like he is only less than twenty!"

"It seems to be more than last!" Gao Qiao slowly shook her head.

The high-frontal bone muttered to himself, then exclaimed with an incredible exclamation: "Hurry up, put it in the 2,000-year-old annual ring wood!"

Zhong Yunlong did as he said.

After putting it on, only a few incense was poured, the two thousand-year-old annual ring wood was divided into pieces under the gaze of everyone.

Then Zhong Yunlong was released for four thousand years, five thousand years, eight thousand years, and without exception, all shattered.

"Is there anything longer?" Zhong Qishan spoke with difficulty.

"Only that piece left is unknown to the year!"

"Put it!" said the vulgar old man gritted his teeth.

Zhong Qishan hesitated for a moment, took out the old and unknown annual ring wood, and put it on.

Fortunately, it did not break, but the annual rings on it all lit up, which obviously reached its limit.

"Oh my God, it's an old monster ten thousand years ago. What should I do?" An old man trembled. He couldn't help but be afraid. How could they fight against the strong men ten thousand years ago?

"No, look, he has only ten soul nodes, which means his soul age is only ten years old!" The sharp-eyed old man pointed at the Soul-Seeing Jade and said in surprise.

"What does this mean?"

"It means he is a mentally retarded!"

“…”

The so-called soul node is the connection between people's souls. Every year, each person's soul will automatically twist the nodules. Therefore, people determine the age of the soul by the number of nodes.

"How come he is only ten years old? He is not like he is only ten years old in his daily life!" Zhong Yunlong couldn't believe it.

"Ten thousand years of physical body, ten years of soul, Yunlong, where did you pick him up!" The false righteous qi who woke up turned around and asked.

Zhong Yunlong also realized the seriousness of the matter. After all, it was an old monster that had been tens of thousands of years old who had been involved in the Zhong family's ancestral land. Although his soul was only ten years old, it was enough to make people shocked! He hurriedly said: "It's more than 800 feet south of the sacred mountain! He was unconscious at that time and had no spiritual power fluctuations."

"Shenshan! Could it be that the corpses of an ancient strong man were refined and then taken over?" The false righteous spirit was thoughtful.

"But there was no abnormality when he entered the light curtain of the Qiling Temple Gate before, which shows that the soul fit is perfect!" The vulgar old man frowned and refuted.

"Are you a corpse creature?" Gao Qiao murmured to himself.

"This is impossible. If a person dies like a lamp, how can he regenerate spiritual wisdom?"

"But, it's a sacred mountain. You know, the shocking battle back then was one of the centers!" Gao Qiao's body trembled. After all, the war was too cruel. Although the specific situation was unknown, you could feel the chaos and tragedy just based on the remaining legends in the world. What's more, this place is not far from the sacred mountain, and it often happens.

"They are all the few strong people in the world. They will naturally be resentful when they fly corpses and disasters. It is not impossible for them to turn into new souls!"

"If you say that, Bai Manchuan's muscle memory still exists, and even some residual soul thoughts still affect his behavior. In this way, it can be explained!" Gao Qiao nodded and said.

"Then what should we do?" Zhong Qishan was a little nervous.

"Um!"

The vulgar old man pondered for a while and said slowly: "Then let it be. I think there will be no mistakes in Soul-Viewing Jade. Since it has already shown that he is only ten years old, then you can rest assured, just..."

"Just what?" Zhong Yunlong asked.

"well……"

The vulgar old man sighed, "Today, the Zhong family's children show their true genius, which indicates that the prosperity is coming and that the disaster is about to begin; but that is just a sign, but Bai Manchuan's appearance makes me even more uneasy."

"Are you talking about his physical identity?" Zhong Qishan thought.

"Yes, the strongest man who fell in the catastrophe in ancient times actually developed spiritual intelligence again. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a good sign!"

"But since we have survived the disaster, although we have died, there are still some remnants. If we train Bai Manchuan well, he is still considered his own person and is good to teach and practice. Secondly, he can have some understanding of the disasters he will face in the future. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" Zhong Yunlong slapped his thigh. Although he did not understand the so-called disaster, he also had his own opinions.

After everyone asked, their eyes lit up and they all said it was a good idea.

"Since that's the case, let's take a look at his life quality!" Seeing that everyone had no objection, he nodded and said with a false righteousness.

"Um"

Zhong Yunlong nodded in response and reached out to release the image.

Everyone immediately looked at the Qiling Mirror, looking forward to the beginning of Bai Manchuan's life spring.

...

...

"Where is the Fate Spring? Yunlong, have you made a mistake?"

"Yes, the Qiling Mirror is in chaos. Did you adjust the wrong one?"

"No?" Zhong Yunlong fiddled with it in confusion for a few times, and found that there was nothing wrong.

“…”

"Oh my God, he doesn't have a spring of life, how is this possible!" Everyone was silent for a long time, and Gao Qiao suddenly became shocked and shouted, "As we all know, everyone has a spring of life. Even if their talent is garbage, at least there will be a lower-grade black swamp, but he, but he..."

Gaoweibo didn't know how to explain the scene in front of him, and everyone else looked shocked and incredible!

"He...he isn't a human?"

This is more unacceptable than corpse creatures.

...
Chapter completed!