"The God of Light? Impossible!" Liu Xing said with great certainty: "I have known the God of Light in Tiandaoyuan for thousands of years. Five thousand years ago, when the ancient cemetery was opened last time, he and I had We fought side by side in the cemetery. But later we had different ideas and we parted ways."
"I am very familiar with this person. I can tell you with certainty that he has been a genius at Tiandao Academy since he was a child and has been practicing in Tiandao Academy. Before entering the holy realm, he had never been to the Southern Red Territory, let alone Liao. An empty temple naturally makes it even less likely to become a profound master of Buddhism."
The certain words echoed in Qin Feng's ears. But he could not calm down for a long time.
After rebirth, many things have changed. Qin Feng has long been aware of this.
But is this too exaggerated? He did deliberately change some things. Several slaves of the Qin family in Puying City died early, and Daqian who was supposed to destroy the country did not... But these things are not considered at the mainland level. Words are nothing at all!
Master Liansheng, he is an immortal at the peak of the Holy Realm! What does the rise and fall of a small kingdom have to do with Master Lianshan? Why does it affect the fate of Master Liansheng?
Is it possible for a sesame seed to change the movement trajectory of a watermelon? Qin Feng thinks it shouldn't be possible, after all, sesame seeds are too small!
But the real situation is that too many things have changed on the mainland. Master Liansheng is a peak powerhouse in the Holy Realm, but his destiny has been changed. Jian Nantian should also become a peak powerhouse in the Holy Realm in the future, but his Destiny has also changed.
What makes Qin Feng even more uneasy is that from beginning to end, although he has always speculated where Master Liansheng should be and where Jian Nantian should be, he has never seen Master Liansheng in this life, and he has never seen him. I have never seen Jian Nantian.
Moreover, according to Master Jian, Jian Nantian died a hundred years ago. So what about Master Liansheng? Will he be driven by unknown fate...
"It seems that you are having a very interesting chat." At this moment, Aji and Li Anhun came over together.
Liu Xing immediately conveyed some previous matters to Aji and Li Anhun.
"Destiny is the most mysterious and unpredictable thing. Some subtle changes will indeed produce many unexpected results. However, if it affects a strong person in the Holy Realm, this kind of thing is really strange." Aji just smiled. Laughing, but not coming to any conclusion.
"Can't you just use the heavenly book to deduce it and you'll know?" Li Anhun joked.
"Book of Heaven?" Qin Feng's heart moved. He had also heard of the magic of the Book of Heaven. If he could directly deduce it using the Book of Heaven, would he be able to know the current situation of Master Liansheng?
It's not just Liansheng! There are also Bai Ling, Hunyuan Martial Saint, and Qin Ji... Qin Feng has never been able to let go of the many entanglements in his previous life.
Aji smiled bitterly: "The Book of Changes can indeed deduce a person's destiny, but opening the book once will consume a thousand years of life. You think my life is too long."
"It actually costs a thousand years of life." Qin Feng's heart sank and he immediately fell silent.
Thousands of years, how many thousand years can even a strong man in the Holy Realm have to waste? He has no friendship with these saints in the Northwest Territory. To put it bluntly, it is a relationship of mutual use.
Let others spend a thousand years of life to help him speculate on the fate of Master Liansheng and others? Even if Qin Feng shamelessly asked, the other party would definitely not agree.
Unexpectedly, Aji suddenly said: "However, the Book of Heaven must be opened every once in a while. Qin Feng, please wait until you return from the ancient cemetery. When you open the Book of Heaven again, I can check it for you.
Some people.”
"Thank you." Qin Feng nodded. Going to the ancient cemetery is already a certainty. After all, Lin Xue has already gone, so it would be good to get more benefits.
Aji could also feel that Qin Feng's mood was not high, so he added: "Actually, the ancient cemetery is still very good for you. You don't have to expect too much to get the artifact, it depends on chance. But in the ancient cemetery
, but it may not be difficult to get some skills that have been lost for a long time."
"Oh? There are many special skills in it?" Qin Feng's eyes lit up.
Both he and Lin Xue are lucky enough to have magical powers, so naturally they don't care about other skills. But he can be used by others! It can be given to Liu Qingxuan, Yi Tianxing, Nangong Yun, Li Ye, Du Yifei...
Even the most common techniques that have been preserved in ancient times should be much stronger than those circulated in this world, right? Nangong Yun and the others have relatively weak cultivation qualifications. It is almost impossible to step into the holy realm, but if they practice
Are these exercises from ancient times?
Becoming a saint? Not necessarily impossible, right?
"Not only the skills, but also the legendary ninth-grade alchemy technique." Li Anhun agreed, "Speaking of which, I also learned the technique of establishing life and requiem the soul in the ancient cemetery."
"Nine-grade alchemy!" Qin Feng was completely tempted this time.
Alchemy is one of his pursuits. There are no ninth-level alchemists. After reaching the eighth level, it is difficult to go further. This has always been a regret for Qin Feng. In addition, the more important reason is...
"Mother!"
Qin Feng's mother is just an ordinary person, unable to practice at all, and has a lifespan of only a short hundred years! After a thousand years of long-cherished wish, she was reborn and finally saw her biological mother again, but the fact she faced was that there was less gathering and more separation...
Although Qin Feng has rarely mentioned this, it has always been a hidden pain in his heart. A hundred years is too short. Maybe he has no time to arrive in the Eastern Territory of Dawn and go to the ancient Qin family to find his father. His mother is already old.
...
But if there is a ninth-grade elixir! If a ninth-grade elixir is refined, then even ordinary people can live for more than a thousand years if they take it, right?
"The deduction of astrology also comes from the ancient cemetery." Liu Xing sighed: "That cemetery is the greatest treasure in the world, and it is also a glimmer of hope left by ancient civilization to future generations."
Liu Xing seemed to be smiling, but there was a trace of reluctance in his smile... The ancient civilization was too bright and powerful! But such a powerful ancient civilization was destroyed 40,000 years ago!
So, how powerful are mankind’s potential enemies?
The so-called hope is really only a glimmer...
Liu Xing looked up at the sky and saw only endless vastness.
Qin Feng could vaguely sense the pressure in Liu Xing and Aji's hearts, and could also feel some potential threats. But these could hardly affect his state of mind.
Don’t people just live for hope?
Ten thousand years is still too far away. At least according to Qin Feng's knowledge, the continent within a thousand years should still be safe and there will be no major disasters.
In this case, why worry too much? If the so-called catastrophe will arrive in ten thousand years, or even after an unknown number of tens of thousands of years, what does it have to do with him, Qin Feng? Even a strong man at the peak of the Holy Realm will not survive
That long?
Worrying before the world's worries may be a great approach. The saints in the northwest region all have great ideals. But Qin Feng has never had this kind of awareness. At least in his two lifetimes, he only lived a little more than a thousand years.
Qin Feng has not yet realized this.
The four of them left the village entrance while chatting and laughing. Perhaps because Aji and the others knew that Qin Feng was once a strong man in the Holy Realm, their attitude towards Qin Feng was surprisingly friendly. They did not treat him as a junior at all, but were extremely enthusiastic.
He welcomed Qin Feng into an ancient cave.
Deep in the ancient cave, there is even older dust, covering the ashes left by generations of ancient holy realm experts...
The scene that once appeared in Master Liansheng's dream was truly displayed in front of Qin Feng, and the words carved on the stone wall of the urn still existed.
"Cui Haoran, swear to destroy the gods!"
"The sword travels north, swearing to destroy the gods!"
"Ruan Ji, swear to destroy the gods!"
The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and even though they are separated by tens of thousands of years, the true meaning is not lost even in the slightest.
Whether Aji was the same Ruan Ji or not, no one explained this to Qin Feng. Liu Xing also did not mention who Cui Haoran or Jian Beixing were.
It seems that the history of 40,000 years ago is too bleak, and no one is willing to say more. However, Liu Xing did mention that the three names, each of which is separated from the other by tens of thousands of years, represent the saints of the Northwest Territory.
The generation that people go through.
And Cui Haoran is the first generation leader of the saints in the Northwest Territory, and he is also the only person who has experienced the catastrophe of 40,000 years. In other words, he should actually be the lucky person who survived in the previous civilization.
...
Qin Feng listened to some unvivid stories, but only asked the question he was most concerned about.
"When will we set off?" Qin Feng was already looking forward to it.
"Within half a month, all the top 20 people on the list will come over." Liu Xing replied.
...
Half a month was nothing to these saints who had been meditating all year round. Qin Feng was not in a hurry and stayed in the village temporarily.
Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, the most ordinary villagers in the refugee village still maintain the calmest life. The catastrophes of heaven and earth, the plans of saints, and the exploration of Nirvana have not affected them in the slightest, and they have nothing to do with it.
I know. So I just live happily and peacefully.
In this calm atmosphere, Qin Feng also found a thatched cottage to stay temporarily, practiced quietly, and occasionally chatted with a few saints, and his life was not bad.
In addition, he mentioned Jian Hao's matter incidentally, and he never forgot the entrustment of Sect Master Jian.
However, after hearing something about Jian Hao, Li Anhun was reluctant to take action. However, in the end, because he was a member of the Jian Hao family, he decided to rescue him when he had time a hundred years later.
Being a living dead for a hundred years can be regarded as a punishment for Jian Hao. After Qin Feng heard this, he didn't mention it anymore.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed, and many warriors from the Nirvana realm arrived one after another. The first ones to arrive were Liu Yu, Fei Liu and others, followed by the Rakshasa girls from the Rakshasa Sect.
On the eighth day, an acquaintance came. As soon as Qin Feng got up at Chenshi, he was enthusiastically dragged to drink by the man.
This person was none other than Xue Yiren, who had met once during the Shuiyue Dynasty.
"Qin Feng, you must know that after you left the Shuiyue Dynasty in the past few days, another big thing happened." As soon as Xue Yiren arrived, he immediately pulled Qin Feng and started chatting enthusiastically.
"What's the big deal?" Qin Feng also had a smile on his face. He was not familiar with other Nirvana realms. Now that he saw an acquaintance, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.
"You should know about Hong, who is ranked fourth on the list, right?" Xue Yiren said.
"I've heard of him before. He seems to be the young sect leader of Tianluo Sect?" Qin Feng asked.
"Yes, that's him. He died at the Huaihe Ferry the night before yesterday." Xue Yiren's voice was trembling, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes: "The sword in the sky killed him with only three moves!"