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Chapter 315 I Can Only Know a Little

I don't know how long it took, but the leaves between Meng Zhao's eyebrows gradually faded and turned into dust and dispersed in the wind. Meng Zhao also opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life.

"That's right. You have been sleeping for five years before waking up. It seems that you have gone to an extraordinary era!" A voice sounded.

But Meng Zhao's eyes were still full of confusion, and then he suddenly reacted, "Yan Ling! You're awake!"

Yan Ling chuckled and said, "I ate so many black date pills from the old man, I can't even recover even if I don't even think about it!"

Meng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "After seeing this, I don't have to look for the alchemy master anymore!"

Yan Ling continued, "Where did Old Man Heizao's space-time leaves transport you to? It actually made him fall into a deep sleep. It seems that he will not wake up every hundred years!"

Meng Zhao was confused, "What? So the dreams I experienced were not tests? They were real times?"

Yan Ling sighed helplessly, "Old Man Heizao always confuses things easily. He doesn't even know how he did some things! If you say it's a test, then Old Man Heizao must have used the wrong leaves again!"

Speaking of this, Yan Ling became interested and said, "Tell me, what era did you go to?" Meng Zhao scratched his head, "I don't know, but at that time, the human race was in decline, and the demon race was the protagonist of the world.

I happened to meet a monk from the human race at that time. The human race at that time was still a tribe, so I taught that tribe some things."

Hearing Meng Zhao's words, Yan Ling became even more interested, "Tribe? Are there any distinctive signs?"

Meng Zhao recalled it and said, "No, it's just that their lifestyle is like a tribe, so I call them tribe. If there is any sign..." Meng Zhao pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "The young man I met back then seemed

My name is 仡." At this point, Meng Zhao also used his vitality to roughly describe the face of the person named 䡡.

When Yan Ling saw Ji's face, he didn't express anything, but his turbulent flames showed his temperament. Then he looked at Meng Zhao and murmured, "Emperor Master!"

Meng Zhao was confused and said, "Hostile? Who is hostile to whom?" Yan Ling looked at the confused Meng Zhao and did not explain, but he also remembered a piece of historical data he had seen.

The starry sky has existed for a long time, and later generations have divided it into the prehistoric era, the barbaric era, the circling era, the overlord era, the silent era, the demon emperor era, the Xishi era, the towering era, and the Dingli era that has not yet passed.

Among them, the Xishi Era is the era when the human race began to rise, with the first emperor of the human race - Emperor Qi as the dividing line. The birth of Emperor Qi allowed the human race to start to get rid of the control of the demon clan, and also left a lot of knowledge, covering almost all aspects.

However, Emperor Gao once said that he had been helped by a man named Meng, so he knew so much knowledge. Everyone thought that Meng was Emperor Gao's self-effacing statement, but for the sake of Emperor Gao's face, they did not refute it and made up the fiction.

Meng Zun was called the Imperial Master.

Thinking of this historical material, Yan Ling looked at Meng Zhao moving his muscles and felt that it was a wonderful coincidence. Just as Yan Ling was immersed in the historical materials, Meng Zhao suddenly asked, "Yan Ling, do you know these two things?"

Meng Zhao took out the two tokens given by Qu Chenlin earlier. When he saw the token with the word Yingyuan engraved on it, Yan Ling immediately recognized the origin of the token, "This is the Yingyuan token.

The tokens distributed by Chenxi Academy, the most famous academy established by the Starry Sky Human Race!"

Meng Zhao sighed after hearing this, "It seems that this token seems to have a good origin!" Yan Ling nodded, but did not elaborate, and then looked at the Xuanzi token. This time Yan Ling recognized it.

After a long time, he said, "This token should be the inheritance token of the head of Xuanmen."

When Meng Zhao heard Xuanmen, he immediately thought of the Xuan sect, and Yan Ling seemed to know what Meng Zhao was thinking and said, "Yes, it comes from the same sect as the Xuan sect you are thinking of, or the Xuan sect is a master who lives outside."

The dispensation established by the gate!”


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