This is the question Lin Xi wants to ask Fang Qingyue the most.
It is also Fang Qingyue’s most core memory and cannot be touched at all.
Since I can't search the soul, I naturally had to ask directly.
Fang Qingyue heard the other party’s questions and was silent for a long time before speaking: “Why do you know these?”
Regarding what happened five hundred thousand years ago, the information has almost been broken.
No records are recorded in any book.
Only by passing on the word of mouth among some sects can we learn the news about a scale claw.
As for the legendary monks, it has become a taboo.
"It's a coincidence that my inheritance has something to do with those people 500,000 years ago." Lin Xi said calmly: "And I once met an old monster who died 500,000 years ago, but against the will of heaven.
In order to reverse the yin and yang, sleep for thousands of years, almost reborn and return to become the number one saint in ancient times."
Fang Qingyue was shocked. He didn't expect Lin Xi to have such a history and experience.
"Who is he?" Fang Qingyue asked.
Lin Xi waved his hand: "There is nothing to say. He failed and turned into a wisp of residual soul and has now dissipated. Unfortunately, he was unable to know more from him."
Fang Qingyue felt very sorry.
The layout lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, but it failed.
If you can truly be reborn and become the number one saint in ancient times, it will be considered a soul-stirring legend.
After learning about Lin Xi's origin, Fang Qingyue finally understood why the person in front of him was so unusual. Who could be related to those ancient people was a fuel-efficient lamp.
If he had known it earlier, he would not have been so careless about underestimating the enemy.
After pondering for a while, Fang Qingyue finally said: "My inheritance comes from ancient times, and it is obtained from an ancient ruin. My cheap master should be the ancient saint, and it should be among the most amazing group of monks in your mouth.
one person."
Lin Xi was shocked.
This was unexpected to him.
The inheritance of ordinary ancient saints is different from the inheritance of those monks.
"Then don't you know a lot of things?" Lin Xi was slightly excited: "What happened in ancient times?"
Fang Qingyue shook his head: "I'm sorry, what I got is just inheritance, not memory, and I naturally don't know what has nothing to do with inheritance. Moreover, my cheap master did not seem to have lived to the end of ancient times, but fell early
Now.”
Lin Xi was a little disappointed.
In this case, it would probably be the same as the old monster Shangguan Yu.
This ancient saint could not have known much.
"Okay, then what do you know about ancient times?" Lin Xi asked unwillingly.
Fang Qingyue thought about it: "It's really not much. The inheritance contains some fragmentary records. My understanding of the forbidden land comes from here, but these do not seem to be included in the inheritance, but more like
Someone deliberately put it in and let me know."
"Is that so, this is strange."
If someone comes into contact with inheritance, why not take it away directly?
Unless...that person looks down on the saint's inheritance?
In this case, it can only be an existence of the same level.
Fang Qingyue said: "But there has been a word mentioned in the inheritance, which seems to contain a lot of my cheap master's obsession."
"What word?" Lin Xi asked.
Fang Qingyue is mysterious: "Immortal World."
Lin Xi felt a moment of swaying.
Fairyland.
Although the path to cultivating immortals is to seek enlightenment and become immortals.
But in fact no one really became an immortal.
There are no immortals in this world.
The saint who transcends everything and controls the great way is already the ultimate.
However, there are still many people who believe that there must be immortals, just like the human race did not have saints, and all the paths were taken by themselves.
But since there are no immortals now, there will naturally be no immortal world.
"Why, he is looking for the fairy world?" Lin Xi looked slightly confused.
Fang Qingyue nodded: "I think this should be the case. Since those people have become extraordinary and gathered together for the same goal, I can't think of any other reason except this."
Lin Xi took a deep breath.
Yes, what can be worth the group of ancient saints gathered together?
After all, becoming an immortal is the ultimate dream of all monks.
But......
How did it end up like this?
Why did the demon cultivator become in opposition to these people?
Why did God shine on the earth appear?
Did they fail or succeed?
Fang Qingyue couldn't answer Lin Xi's questions, so Lin Xi did not ask about them. It was of great importance, especially when it involved his life, so naturally he had to be more secure.
Fang Qingyue was originally counting on what information Lin Xi could say and communicate with him.
After all, the other party also has an ancient heritage.
But when he saw Lin Xi silent, he had to put away his thoughts helplessly.
I could only complain a few words in my heart and dare not say anything more.
A mysterious light red light appeared in the dim swamp forest ahead, dyeing the leaves and mud red, making people feel uneasy. The extremely faint fragrance of medicine gradually became richer at this moment.
It is a little sour, but more of a refreshing and sweet atmosphere, making people feel as if they are bathed in the fruit forest in the early morning.
"Snow Swamp Berry!" Everyone was shocked and hurriedly followed the light.
They found it soon.
It was a huge tree land where hundreds of old ancient trees were tangled together. The moss grew over the ground and the trunks, and the greenness was flourishing. A red fruit as big as a fist shone with its brilliance. Majestic vines emerged on the branches and vines.
Energy seems to be protecting the spiritual fruit.
The surrounding trees seem to have spirituality because of the snow-swamp berry. In perception, they are even slowly dormant and moving like giant pythons.
Everyone was very happy.
It really takes no time to get it.
So simple.
Just be careful about the nearby forests.
Lin Xi used the cloud-rifting step without hesitation, turned into white light and headed straight for the snow-marsh berry, then sacrificed the mountain and river map to collect the spirit fruit, then quickly retreated, and completed it in one go.
The time spent is very short, it is completely in one thought.
After the spirit fruit was picked, the nearby forest trees suddenly became violently twisted, and even completely blocked the location of the spirit fruit.
"It's quite dangerous." Lin Xi said with a smile.
A trace of surprise flashed in Fang Qingyue's eyes.
The other party's escape technique was actually comparable to the Qingyoudaoyan escape technique that he was proud of.
Fang Qingyue looked at Lin Xi with a gaze: "Fellow Taoist, I was seriously injured and I just need spiritual fruit to heal..."
"You are a great genius in Zhongzhou. As long as you leave, I believe in your ability. This little injury will not defy you at all." Lin Xi said: "Don't fight with monks from small places like us."
“…”
Fang Qingyue sighed.
The injury cannot recover, so it is probably a dream to make a gain in the Immortal Mist Forest this time.
Don't look at the person in front of you who seems to be easy to talk to.
But the inner scheming must be extremely profound.