The white-robed old man's answer made Ji Tianxing frown slightly.
"You know me?"
The old man in white robe shook his head gently and said with a smile: "Of course I don't know you. Today is the first time I see you.
However, half a month ago, the Great Protector greeted me and mentioned your name and deeds."
Ji Tianxing was confused and asked, "May I ask who you are?"
The old man in white robe stroked his beard and said with a kind face: "My surname is Hong and my name is Chengtian. I was appointed by the God Lord to guard Haotian Tower.
Now that I am old, I have resigned from my post and stayed in this Tiansheng Palace to take care of myself."
Hong Chengtian's tone was calm and indifferent, and his expression was quite free and easy.
Just by his demeanor and appearance, you can see how open-minded and broad-minded he is.
But after hearing what he said, Ji Tianxing's expression changed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Hong Chengtian? Are you the last Great Protector and now the Third Protector in charge of Tiansheng Palace?"
Hong Chengtian also looked at him with some surprise, and said with a chuckle: "You kid, you actually know about my past? Lin Daoyi didn't tell you, right?"
Ji Tianxing shook his head and explained: "Shenshi Lin has never mentioned your deeds. I saw them in the books in the Shen Shu Pavilion."
Before, he was in Shen Shu Pavilion and read more than 300,000 books in order to quickly understand the situation of Shenwu Continent.
Coincidentally, Hong Chengtian was mentioned in dozens of books.
Thousands of years ago, Hong Chengtian was also a mighty and powerful martial artist in the world.
He was highly valued by the Lord Taihao and was appointed as the great protector of the Haotian Tower.
However, hundreds of years ago, Hong Chengtian mysteriously disappeared for ten years.
When he reappeared, he returned to Haotian Tower seriously injured, dying and almost dead.
Although, he did not die and survived by luck.
But his strength could not be restored, and his level of strength continued to decline.
In the decades since then, he has been living in seclusion on Fengshen Mountain and has never been seen.
Decades later, the three protectors at that time broke through to the Martial Saint Realm, were rewarded by Lord Taihao, and were named the Great Protectors guarding Haotian Tower.
As a result, the identities of Hong Chengtian and the Third Protector were exchanged.
The former Third Protector has become the current Great Protector, in charge of the entire Fengshen Mountain.
Hong Chengtian, the great protector at that time, became the current third protector and has been living in seclusion in Tiansheng Palace.
More than a month ago, Ji Tianxing read these deeds in a book and paid special attention to them, so they are still fresh in his memory.
At this moment, Hong Chengtian was right in front of him. He looked carefully and saw the clues.
Although on the surface, Hong Chengtian appears to be in good spirits and looks good.
But in fact, his spirit was somewhat damaged, his aura was vague and weak, and he was obviously seriously injured, which has not healed yet.
Even his level of strength fell from the Martial Saint Realm to the Tribulation-Transcending Realm.
Ji Tianxing had a vague feeling that Hong Chengtian's level of strength might be comparable to that of the Second Protector, between the seventh and eighth levels of the Tribulation Realm.
At this time, Hong Chengtian looked at him with a kind face and said with a smile: "You kid, you can be considered a legend in Fengshen Mountain.
Two months ago, you offended the majesty of the God Lord and incurred the punishment of the Great Protector. You were sent to the Shen Shu Pavilion to sweep the floor.
Now, the oracle has come to him again, and he has become the son of the oracle that only happens once in two hundred years, living in this Heavenly Holy Palace.
Such a twists and turns experience is truly wonderful!”
After saying that, Hong Chengtian stroked his beard, and a heartfelt smile bloomed on his old face.
Ji Tianxing could see that Hong Chengtian was open-minded, kind and kind, and he looked up to him with admiration, so he admired his words very much.
So he stood up, bowed his hands to Hong Chengtian, and said, "I have seen the three protectors."
Hong Chengtian waved his hand and said with a smile: "There is no need to stick to red tape, and there is no need to call me the Third Protector. Just call me Mr. Hong."
As he spoke, he actually took the initiative to sit down cross-legged next to Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing was not polite and sat side by side with him, looking at the sky and the rising sun, and started talking with great interest.
"Mr. Hong, why did you come to the altar today? Is it also to wait for the divine light?"
Hong Chengtian nodded and said with a slight smile: "Yes, I have come here four times a year for so many years, and one of them must be baptized by divine light."
Ji Tianxing thought for a moment and asked: "I heard that the divine light descended from the Kingdom of God is most useful to warriors in the Yuanshen Realm and the Tribulation-Transcending Realm, but has little effect on the strong Martial Saints.
You are baptized by divine light every year. Is it... related to your injury?"
Hong Chengtian turned his head and glanced at him, and said with a playful smile: "You boy, you are really as free and uninhibited as the rumors say, and you do whatever you want.
If it were other disciples and divine disciples, even if they knew it in their hearts, they would not dare to ask it in person.
It would be better for you, kid, to ask this matter in front of me, aren't you just trying to expose my shortcomings?"
Although he said this, there was no trace of blame in his expression or tone.
Ji Tianxing also showed a smile and said calmly: "Some people are humble and courteous on the surface, but they are sinister and vicious on the inside.
But I am different. Since I have nothing to ask for, I don’t need to pretend to be myself.
The reason why I asked him in person was because I was concerned about Mr. Hong’s injury.”
Hong Chengtian looked at him, nodded with deep sympathy and said: "Well, you are a young boy, but you have a lot of experience and insights, and what you said is not bad at all.
I have been cultivating myself in Tiansheng Palace for hundreds of years, and now my mood is like water, and I have returned to my original nature.
The fall from the former Martial Saint Realm to the current Tribulation Realm made me realize many truths.
You are a bit like me. You are tired of intrigues and intrigues, and would rather be straightforward with others than be insincere and submissive."
As he spoke, he looked at the sky calmly, with a faint smile on his lips.
The golden morning sun reflected his white robe and long hair, making him look like a sage from outside the world, a fairy in the clouds, with an ethereal temperament.
He and Ji Tianxing met like old friends, and they got along quite well, so they started chatting.
"What happened back then is my biggest secret, so naturally I can't mention it to anyone.
However, the old man's injury was too serious and damaged his soul, so it cannot be cured so far.
Over the years, I have been baptized by divine light every year to suppress the injury and avoid further deterioration.
In addition, I am still studying the method of elixirs and looking for ways to treat injuries.
Without the help of divine light, my skills would have declined sharply.
After hundreds of years, I'm afraid I won't be much better than you..."
After Ji Tianxing heard this, he frowned and thought for a moment, then tried to ask: "Mr. Hong, can you tell me about your Yuan Shen's injury and what are the symptoms?"
Hong Chengtian glanced at him in surprise, chuckled and said, "What? Do you know how to use elixirs?"