Walking on the winding mountain road, although the old man in Confucian robes was old, he walked steadily and said: "Three hundred thousand years ago, the twenty heavens in heaven were earth-shattering, and they all had names and surnames, and they were powerful all over the world. If there is really someone
Returning with Haotian and the Sixth Patriarch, it is impossible to hide it, there will always be news leaked out."
"So, in my opinion, the third person can only be one of the four heavenly beings in hell."
"The four days in the hell world will change every thousands of years due to challenges. The four positions go back and forth and have never been fixed. However, those who are lucky enough to succeed in the challenge and enter the ranks of the heavens,
That’s less than ten.”
"Those who can go to war with the twenty heavens in heaven obviously share the same enemy and have the same vision. Therefore, they will not be the initiators of subsequent wars."
"The one who makes peace has the greatest possibility."
After the analysis by the old man in Confucian robes, Zhang Ruochen suddenly became enlightened and said, "Does the old man think that the third person is Yan Huanyu, the previous chief of the Yan Luo clan?"
The old man in Confucian robes smiled: "Everything that touches heaven-level figures is a great secret in the world. Regardless of the person involved, who can be completely sure? However, at least 70% of senior Yan Huanyu is the third person.
"
"I wonder if my answer to this question satisfies little Ruochen?"
Zhang Ruochen was not surprised at all that the other party recognized him.
"It's true that the boy is being too difficult for the old gentleman."
Zhang Ruochen said again: "Since the old gentleman recognizes the junior, the second question of the junior is easier to ask! The old gentleman should know that there is an immortal old corpse ghost under the Yuchen Temple. Dare you ask this old corpse
Damn it, who is it?"
Bai Qing'er, who was following him, had a strange color in his eyes.
Why did Zhang Ruochen ask this question?
The old ghoul is the Rain Soul, she can be sure of this.
She originally thought that Zhang Ruochen would ask why the corpses under the Yuchen Temple mutated.
The old man in Confucian robes said: "It seems that you have discovered it too! The four disciples of Xinghuan Tianzun are all extraordinary. They are all the leaders of their era, and they all follow different paths."
"The eldest disciple, Yulong, majors in spiritual power."
"Second disciple Yuchen, who has studied the secrets of Taoism intensively, can be said to be the number one person in Taoism at that time."
"The fourth disciple, Yu Chan, created the Thirteen Chapters of Cloud Dreams, which can enter the dreams of all living beings in the world and control their consciousness."
"The third disciple, Yu Hun, is the weakest, but he has devoted himself to studying various evil arts. In particular, an evil spell called the Forbidden Technique of Transforming Corpses, which is so weird that it can refine corpses into the body and continuously enhance the physical strength."
"The old ghoul you are talking about is Yu Hun. However, Yu Hun obtained the Heavenly Body and refined the corpse into his body, becoming the strongest among the four disciples."
"So, the old corpse ghost is both Rain Soul and half Xinghuan Tianzun."
"Fortunately, Yuhun didn't get Tianzun's treasure yarn, Tianzun's world, and Tianzun's divine source. Otherwise, his cultivation level might be able to reach a level not weaker than Xinghuan Tianzun and slaughter an era."
Bai Qing'er looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Have you discovered that there is something wrong with the old corpse a long time ago?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "I just feel that a mere Rain Soul cannot win the heart of the Fudo Ming King. Moreover, when I used the Mingzi Token to control the old ghoul, I clearly felt that its power had not fully exploded.
come out."
The girl in green looked a little pale and said: "How can there be such a weird evil method in the world? It's not disgusting to refine a corpse into your own body."
The old man in Confucian robes said: "In the Corpse Clan, this is a normal thing."
"Yuchen is a corpse clan?" Bai Qinger asked.
"Of course not."
Bai Qing'er said again: "You are not a corpse clan, but you can actually refine a corpse into your body. Aren't you afraid of the corpse poison's backlash? To refine the corpse of a Heavenly Lord into your own body, not only your own cultivation level must be high enough, but also the cultivation level must be high enough.
The forbidden technique is probably extraordinary. There is only one person in the world who possesses such a terrifying forbidden technique."
The old man in Confucian robes smiled and said: "Yes, only the most powerful Emperor of the Corpse Clan, who is said to have lived for nine generations. Only he, it is possible that he has been acting in an unimaginable way since two to three million years ago.
The way we have lived until now. Too long has passed, and no one knows if there is any shadow of another strong person behind Yu Hun. Moreover, it is no longer important."
"Today, we are just chatting."
"In this Xingtian Cliff, you can speak freely without fear of being perceived by any strong person." Bai Qing'er said.
The old man in Confucian robes nodded and said: "Little friend Ruochen's third question has not been asked yet!"
"My third question is very simple."
Zhang Ruochen stared at him and said, "Old sir, who are you?"
"I?"
The old man in Confucian robes stopped and looked into the fiery red dense forest not far away.
The bare stone wall is covered with a kind of red tree. The trunk is as thick as a millstone and the material is like red copper. What grows on the tree is not leaves, but crow-like fruits.
It really looks like a crow, and there are flames burning on the fruit.
The old man in Confucian robes sighed: "I haven't seen this red crow forest for a long time, and finally I'm back!"
Zhang Ruochen looked around and found that the red crow trees were endless and covered a wide area. In the distance, through the layers of branches, one could see white buildings such as palaces, caves, and strange pagodas.
I knew in my heart that I had reached the top of Xinghai Cliff.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The loud sound of logging came from the forest.
The red crow trees fell down one after another!
Bai Qing'er smiled and walked quickly into the forest.
Zhang Ruochen quickly followed, and surprisingly, the old man in Confucian robes and the girl in green clothes also walked towards this side.
Not long after, Zhang Ruochen finally saw the woodcutter.
It was an old woodcutter wearing an old blue-grey robe. He was as skinny as a stick, with a wrinkled face. The woodcutter in his hand was full of gaps. He was talking to Bai Qing'er.
With Bai Qing'er's cold and arrogant character, in front of the old woodcutter, she appeared to be well-behaved and charming, without the slightest hint of arrogance or aloofness.
Bai Qing'er introduced Zhang Ruochen and said, "This is my senior brother!"
There was thunder in Zhang Ruochen's mind. Looking carefully up and down, it was really difficult to imagine the honest woodcutter in front of him as the famous Xingtian Cliff Master.
Xinghai Angler has only accepted two disciples.
Apart from Bai Qing'er, there is only the Master of Xingtian Cliff.
It is said that the Lord of Xingtian Cliff followed Xinghai Angler when he was young. He is an existence as old as Xinghai Angler.
Zhang Ruochen was filled with respect, bowed and said, "Greetings to the Cliff Master."
"Just like Qing'er, just call me Senior Brother Laochan!"
After the old woodcutter said this with a smile, he looked behind Zhang Ruochen and said, "Wen Zhi is back too! Is this your granddaughter?"
The old man in Confucian robes came up, bowed deeply, made a big salute, and said: "Greetings to Master. Tingting, this is the Master!"
"I've met Master."
The girl in green clothes said Shi Shiran, a little nervous and shy.
Zhang Ruochen felt a little strange and stared at Bai Qing'er with a questioning look in his eyes.
Bai Qing'er was obviously surprised and shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know what was going on.
The old woodcutter saw the doubts in their hearts and said: "Ask me, this is Master's new disciple! He can be regarded as your uncle."
"I've met my uncle." The old man in Confucian robes saluted again.
Zhang Ruochen had a strange feeling in his heart. The old man in Confucian robes obviously had unfathomable cultivation and was older than they knew how much, but now he had to salute a woman who was only a few thousand years old and became a junior.
Bai Qing'er's seniority is really extraordinary.
The old woodcutter knew that they were confused and said: "I have only accepted one formal disciple in my life, and that's Wenzhi! Six Yuanhui ago, after Wenzhi entered the realm of gods, he took over the world on behalf of Xingtianya,
When you enter the world of mortals, you only come back once every ten thousand years. Sometimes, it might take tens of thousands of years to come back!"
Bai Qing'er said: "That's it."
The group of people walked towards the white building on Xingtian Cliff.
The old woodcutter was carrying a pole, and the two firewood frames were filled with chaos and indistinctness. I don't know how many pieces of wood were packed in them.
Faintly, the sound of a crow came from the frame.
On the way, Zhang Ruochen finally learned the full name of the old man in Confucian robes, which was Xu Wenzhi.
In this way, the third question no longer needs to be answered!
Bai Qing'er saw Zhang Ruochen staring at the old woodcutter's two firewood frames from time to time and said, "Did you know that the red crow tree is known as the most vicious plant in the universe?"
When Bai Qing'er mentioned this, Zhang Ruochen immediately had an impression. His face couldn't help but change. He looked at the dense red crow trees around him and said, "Is it because they were suppressed by senior brother's mental power, so they didn't attack us?"
Bai Qing'er said: "Actually, the scariest thing about the red crow tree is not that any one tree is very strong. It's that there are so many of them and their reproductive capabilities are so terrifying."
"Once the red crow fruit on the tree matures, the peel will crack and a fire crow will fly out from inside."
"The red crow tree once covered the entire Xingtian Cliff. Senior Brother cut it down every day for millions of years, but it still has not been cut down."
The old man in Confucian robes said: "If Master hadn't cut down the trees every day, allowed the red crow trees to multiply, and allowed the mangrove fire crows to fly into the universe and take root. It wouldn't be long before the red crow tree clan could become as powerful as the ten clans in hell.
The living environment of the rich clan and the creatures in the universe will be even more difficult."
Bai Qing'er said: "Eldest Brother's vision is not to cut down all the red crow trees in one day, nor to climb down the Star Cliff in one day. Master said that if Eldest Brother completes this vision, he will be able to reach the level of perfection in the sky.
"
Zhang Ruochen felt more respect in his heart.
Cutting down trees is also a kind of practice and a tempering of one's state of mind and will.
Not everyone can persist in such a boring practice day after day, year after year.
When they came to Xingtian Cliff, Bai Qing'er explained the purpose of their visit and hoped that the old woodcutter could help them repair the sundial.
The old woodcutter was also very talkative. After seeing the sundial, he began to examine it carefully and conduct various investigations.
Bai Qing'er whispered to Zhang Ruochen: "After the death of Holy Monk Xumi, senior brother's attainments in the way of time can be regarded as the first person in the world. Even the master of the Temple of Time may not be able to compare with him."
"And in the way of refining weapons, senior brother has gone even further. It is not an exaggeration to call him half a master of the art of weapons."
"If there is anyone in the world who can repair a sundial, it must be Senior Brother."