Xiao Xu rubbed his face with both hands, calmed down for a moment, and thought to himself, "I can't have auditory hallucinations, right? The founder of the Kunlun School was from five thousand years ago. If he were alive, he would definitely be a living fossil. Why did he talk to me? And he was in this dungeon without light? It seems irrelevant."
Thinking of this, Xiao Xu asked to the voice, "Senior Junzi Hua, I don't understand. You are the supreme sect of a school, and you are the gods of fortune and lead the heroes of all generations. Why do you live in this dungeon? Could it be that you are framed by a traitor?"
Junzihua laughed again when he heard this, "Little baby, what do you know? I have already broken through the great way of heaven and earth, the infinite divine machine. I am now immortal and eternal. Who can harm me?"
Xiao Xu said in confusion when he heard this, "Sir, why did you come here?"
Jun Zihua sighed heavily and said, "Oh, I cultivated the Great Way of Infiniteness, broke all the laws of the world, defeated the supreme masters in the world, so I asked for a rival but could not get it, and I was extremely lonely, trying to break the void and leave, but Wu felt that I had such cultivation. It would be a pity if I didn't find a successor."
Xiao Xu asked curiously, "You created the Kunlun Sect, aren't those people all your successors?"
"They can only accept a very small part of my cultivation inheritance. They have no chance to accept the so-called small path, but the vast path of the infinite." Jun Zihua said with a sense of regret.
Then, Jun Zihua sighed again, "Life is like a dream and smoke, fate is born and destroyed, and finally becomes empty!"
Xiao Xu asked in confusion, "What does this poem mean? I don't know much, can I explain it?"
Jun Zihua explained slowly, "This sentence is my understanding of the laws of heaven, earth and nature. All things go with the flow. If I want to seek a successor, I must go with the flow."
Junzi Huaddun paused and continued, "I have been waiting in this cave for thousands of years, waiting for the arrival of the destined person who can obtain my inheritance. Although thousands of years have passed, I have never changed my original intention."
Xiao Xu praised Junzi Hua, "I didn't expect that the senior is quite persistent!"
Gentleman Hua Keng said with a powerful voice, "This is my belief. Even though I have died, I still have never regretted it. Even after the changes of the world, do you think this place has always been a dungeon? In fact, this is the blessed land where I cultivated the Great Way of Infinite, and those unworthy disciples actually abandoned it and built it into a dungeon."
Xiao Xu thought about it and asked curiously, "Then why do those who enter this dungeon die or become madmen?"
Jun Zihua patiently explained, "Because I think that every person who enters this cave may be my successor, I teach them what I have learned throughout my life. But I didn't expect that their bodies could not bear my magic power. Some of them were exploding by magic power and burst into ashes, and some could not bear my magic power without bursting, and they died suddenly in pain."
Junzihua sighed again, and then said, "As for those crazy people, it is better! They have endured my magic power, but cannot comprehend my magic tricks, so they kept thinking, kept thinking, and finally went crazy."
Xiao Xu nodded slightly when he heard this, "I understand. I thought they were killed by evil ghosts or scared crazy! But, if you do this, will you harm many innocent people's lives?"
Jun Zihua laughed and said, "The life of all people in the world is as cheap as grass. If you cannot get my inheritance, you are the ones who have no fate with me. What does life have to do with me if you have no fate?"
Xiao Xu was secretly surprised and said, "It turns out that although this gentleman has become the most holy, he is not very human."