Hou Zi didn't ask any questions about the future. He didn't want to embarrass others, let alone scare himself. He had been persisting for so many years, so there was no reason to speculate wildly when things were about to come.
But he can ask some personal questions, "Senior, are you the master of Tianxin Pavilion?"
"Yes or no, what's the difference? It's just a face in the mortal world, it doesn't matter."
"After the opening of Jinxiu, where will Tianxin Pavilion go? Will it still exist? In what way will it exist?"
"You will know when the Queen of Heaven opens."
Hou Ting asked tentatively: "Do you want to tell me something when you come here this time?"
Gusou raised his head, his cloudy eyes were empty and lifeless, but it seemed as if the heaven and earth were in his heart.
"I came here this time to tell you a story. A long time ago, a sword cultivator named Li Ji walked out of the universe from the blue sky..."
Hou Zi listened quietly, and Gusou talked eloquently. In fact, there were not many details, and more content was all about after becoming an immortal. Hou Zi was in a great mood after listening to it, and he couldn't stop.
He wanted to know how Gusou knew these secrets of the fairy world. If it was just rumors, this was not in line with Gusou's character.
"Li Ji's actions had a huge impact on the immortal world. Although it was not obvious at the time, as time passed, the clues gradually emerged. The most direct result was to promote the change of the era. If we had followed the development of the history of cultivation in the universe, , this time may still be delayed for hundreds of millions of years..."
"The second part of the story is about an ant being plundered from a small realm to the fifth ring and beginning his legendary life... With his efforts, many unimaginable changes have taken place in the changing era. The most important thing is The point is, new reincarnation.”
This was the first time for Hou Ting to hear such a bizarre story. To be honest, it was more exaggerated than a novel and full of legendary color.
In telling the whole story, Gusou did not have any personal bias. He was just telling a story, leaving the space for imagination and thinking to the people listening to the story.
Hou Ting only listened to it as a story, because he really couldn't think of what this kind of fight between gods had to do with him. But Gusou's last words made him instantly lose his position as a bystander.
"Li Ji is the thirteenth ancestor of Qingkong Jianmai. After him, no one dared to call himself an ancestor in Jianmai. Until the fourteenth ancestor Lou Xiaoyi came out, and Lou Xiaoyi was the biggest operator of the changes in the era. Almost all the new avenues that emerged were It has something to do with him..."
Hou Ting felt his throat was a little dry, "What you actually mean is that the Thirteenth Patriarch dug the hole and the Fourteenth Patriarch inserted the dice... But who exactly do they want to bury?"
Gusou smiled ferociously, "You can bury whoever you want!"
Hou Ting shook his hands and said, "Old senior, don't talk nonsense. My little shoulders can't carry this big mountain. It's thousands of miles away. Don't scare me. It's just me." Your temper, connections, and strength may be gone one day."
A mysterious smile appeared on Gusou's lips, "I'm just joking, you don't need to take it too seriously, just treat it as a pure story..."
He stood up and was about to walk away when Hou Zi's voice came from behind, "Old senior, if Jinxiu opens to the sky, can I always listen to your instructions? Your whereabouts are really too mysterious. Every time I want to find you, I will Don’t even know where to start?”
Gusou floated in the air and heard a faint voice, "What do you want me to do? The nonsense of a bad old man is just an inconspicuous wave under the tide; the road from now on can only be walked by yourself, who can I can’t help you, not even me.”
Gusou left, leaving him with a story that sounded incomprehensible. In a sense, it was like bragging. Even the storytellers in the teahouse did not dare to tell it like this. Fortunately, he still listened to it with gusto.
Wouldn't it be better to wait until he grows stronger before talking about these things? But at this time, it will make people upset.
Hou Ting lay down on the roof, pillowed his hands on his head, and stared at the starry sky silently, as if he wanted to see through something. Unfortunately, with his current ability, he couldn't see anything clearly.
Gusou came here to tell him this story before the end of the world. It was definitely not out of boredom. The old guy must have a purpose, but he still can't figure out the deep meaning?
Yunshan Mist is reluctant to say anything, this is the consistent characteristic of the old guy, and it has been like this since I met him.
The most critical information is that Gusou said that the biggest change in the world of cultivation in the universe in the past tens of thousands of years was initiated by two sword immortals. This is a bit incredible. Even if he has full confidence in his own sword veins, he has never Have you ever thought that the Universe Sword Meridian has such a glorious history?
The thigh he hugged was the thickest thigh in the universe?
But this kind of thought is just a fleeting thought. Everything that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. It is a sin in itself to have such a big influence outside the main channel!
The stories of the two Sword Ancestors more or less prove this point. They can no longer be described as ups and downs. They simply relied on their extraordinary fighting power to fight their way to heaven.
He admired him very much, but he didn't want to follow him. The chance of survival was so small that it was almost negligible.
He probably also understood the reason why Gusou told him this story. Was it supposed to be a hint to him to complete the unfinished business of the two sword ancestors?
The pit was dug by the Thirteenth Patriarch, and the sign was buried by the Fourteenth Patriarch. Now there is a shortage of someone to go up and touch up the damage?
This old man is crazy!
He is a golden elixir! According to the realms, he still needs to go through Nascent Soul, Yin Shen, Yuan Shen, Yang Shen, First Slash, Second Slash, Immortal... at least seven major realms, and I don't even bother to count the smaller realms among them.
Is this just kidding for fools?
Besides, who did the shit and wiped the butt? With Master Qingkong’s Sword Vein around, how could he use a peripheral like him? A poor relative who couldn’t be beaten with eight poles?
Jinxiu Jianmai can beat the drums, wave flags and fish in troubled waters, but he can't even think about jumping on the stage and becoming the protagonist, as it will kill everyone.
Lao Li, Lao Yu, Yazi Shipeng, all of them, they are just a bunch of fleas outside the universe.
Quickly put these unrealistic thoughts out of his mind. This is what he is good at. If he knows that he is not good, then he will just give up.
Great careers should be left to great people. He doesn't even know what the careers of the two old sword ancestors are, so why is he doing so much fun?
Senior sister Yue Duo should know that, right? Her swordsmanship is so handsome and her strength is so strong, he just needs to be a good follower for senior sister.
I comforted myself in my heart and quickly pulled myself away from responsibilities, but there was a faint uneasiness in my heart, as if Gusou had come to say his final goodbyes.
Maybe the White Snake's situation affected his mood and made him sentimental?
