Lin Bei felt a little confused in his heart and continued to ask: "Can you tell me about the Little Dao Realm in detail?"
Ling Xiaofeng shook his head: "I'm sorry, Master Lin, I can't tell you, because the Small Dao Realm is our holy land in Kunlun, and except for the heads of the three mountains, others are not eligible to enter."
"I went in with the master once, but when I came out, I was banned and couldn't tell the outside world any information about the small realm."
Lin Bei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Even you have been banned?"
Ling Xiaofeng nodded: "It seems that Master Lin must have come into contact with people who entered the Small Dao Realm in the mortal world. There are some internal affairs in the Small Dao Realm that require the participation of many mortals, so there will be a lot of legacy in the mortal world."
Lin Bei didn't expect that the clue would be broken again.
He thought for a while and then asked: "Twenty-five years ago, there was a major event that shocked the Dragon Kingdom. It should also involve your Kunlun. Have you heard about it?"
Ling Xiaofeng said: "I know this. Twenty-five years ago, a melee broke out in Kunlun. Even our three mountains were affected. Several internal factions split. It took a long time to finally calm down."
Lin Bei's eyes lit up.
Twenty-five years ago, it was the time when his father disappeared and Lin Dongtian was killed outside Jiangcheng. The time coincided with what Ling Xiaofeng said.
"Elaborate." Lin Beidao.
Just as Ling Xiaofeng was about to say something, the spiritual tea in his hand was gone and the pot was completely empty.
Both sides were stunned for a moment, and Lin Bei immediately waved his hand and said: "Qingya, bring me the best quality Yunlong Spiritual Liquor."
Zhou Qingya immediately brought a jar of Yunlong Spirit Medicinal Wine, which Lin Bei had prepared for himself and his family to drink. The quality was above average, and a refreshing aroma could be heard across the jar.
Ling Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Master Lin, do you still have spiritual wine of this quality?"
Lin Bei directly poured a glass for each person and said with a smile: "Let's talk while drinking."
Ling Xiaofeng took a sip and almost ascended to the sky. The real energy in his body surged, and his aura couldn't help but rise upwards.
"Good wine! Good wine!"
He drank several sips and finally remembered the business and said in detail: "Master Lin, in fact, I only heard about that incident twenty-five years ago. I was only four years old at the time, and I knew nothing about it.
Everything I heard from my elders later."
"It's okay, just elaborate." Lin Beidao.
So Ling Xiaofeng started to explain.
It turns out that Kunlun is not a mountain, but an isolated place.
Tens of thousands of years ago, a great power set up a formation to isolate the entire Kunlun from the outside world. From then on, the world only knew the Kunlun Mountains, but not the real Kunlun.
Kunlun's territory is also very large, with several provinces, and the forces within it are also complex, led by the Three Mountains.
The status of the three major mountains is unshakable, but below them, there are also several small mountains and hundreds of other forces.
Kunlun is independent from the world, and the spiritual energy inside is far richer than that of the mortal world. According to Ling Xiaofeng, although Kunlun's spiritual energy is not as good as before, it is still many times richer than the mortal world.
Within the sects of the Three Mountains, the concentration of spiritual energy is almost as high as that of Yunlong Villa.
This is also the purpose of Sandashan sending people down.
They want to figure out why there is a place in the mortal world that is comparable to the interior of Kunlun.
As for the war twenty-five years ago, Ling Xiaofeng actually couldn't tell clearly.
He only knew that the entire Kunlun was in chaos at that time, and all the forces were fighting together. Even the three mountains were not spared. There were countless traitors inside, and they killed their fellow disciples, which was comparable to a madman.
Later, the melee was successfully suppressed, all those involved were killed, and peace returned to Kunlun.
However, Kunlun is experiencing a small-scale reshuffle. The mountains and mountains have been transformed, and hundreds of small forces have also changed their blood.
The three mountains also suffered heavy losses, especially Linghua Mountain. The internal melee broke out the most fiercely, so much so that Linghua Mountain has not recovered yet. Its overall strength over the years has been slightly inferior to that of Jituo and Lianqing.
If Linghua Mountain was not responsible for pacifying the inside and outside, the other two mountains might have taken action to annex them.
"Internal melee? What's the reason? I think it can't be explained by a sentence of madness. There must be other reasons."
Hearing this, Lin Bei slowly spoke.
Ling Xiaofeng said: "It must not be simple. Everyone knows there is a reason, but no one dares to say it, especially those who participated in the battle that year. It is said that they, like me, have been banned from spiritual consciousness.
The cause of what happened back then cannot be mentioned even a word."
"Hiccup~"
Ling Xiaofeng seemed a little drunk and hiccupped.
Lin Bei raised his eyebrows slightly.
Ling Xiaofeng's drinking capacity is too much, right? Although Yunlong Spiritual Medicine Liquor is quite strong, it is not enough to make a half-step god drunk.
At this time, Ling Xiaofeng explained: "Master Lin, don't be nervous. I don't have any hobbies. I just like to drink a few drinks secretly. For no reason, I just like this feeling of being half drunk and half awake."
Upon seeing this, Lin Bei immediately gave him a refill.
Ling Xiaofeng took a greedy sip of wine and continued: "Actually, I secretly investigated the melee twenty-five years ago. Although I couldn't find anything, I got a little bit of clues and knew a direction."
"All the causes in the beginning originated from the realm of the small path."
Speaking of this, Ling Xiaofeng's expression suddenly became painful, and it was obvious that the spiritual consciousness restriction was triggered.
The severe pain caused him to wake up from his drunkenness instantly, and he said quickly: "Master Lin, I can't say the rest, I can't say it."
"Then do you know about the Hundred Years War?" Lin Bei asked.
Ling Xiaofeng waved his hand: "Those are the legends of the older generation. How can juniors like us know too much. But one thing I know very well is that the Hundred Years' War is related to the melee twenty-five years ago. I
Guess that battle twenty-five years ago might be the continuation of the century-old war."
"A hundred years of war is an exaggeration. I heard that the war lasted for decades and resulted in countless casualties. Even if you were invaded outside, we couldn't spare any effort to solve it."
Now Lin Bei understood, no wonder Kunlun was so awesome and didn't show up when the Dragon Kingdom was invaded. It turned out that there was a civil war inside.
However, he still didn't get what he wanted.
If I had known earlier, I should have kept the commoner monk. The boy looked much smarter and might have known more.
Regret was useless, Lin Bei had no choice but to pour another drink for Ling Xiaofeng.
Ling Xiaofeng said: "Master Lin, you are a real man and I admire you. I have already heard your story. If our positions were changed, I don't think I can be like you."
"You are already halfway to the divine realm, how can you be inferior to me?" Lin Bei said with a smile.
Ling Xiaofeng shook his head and said seriously: "I am in this state not only because I have talent, but more importantly because I am in Kunlun and am the master's direct disciple."
"But you are different. The achievements you have made in the mortal world are equivalent to a person carving out an oasis country in the boundless desert. You are already a great man."
He took another sip of wine and said, "Master Lin, as a friend, I won't hide anything from you."
"Actually, the reason why I came down the mountain this time is that my master suspected your identity and asked me to find out if you are a remnant of Kunlun."
"The remnants?" Lin Bei raised his eyebrows.
Ling Xiaofeng solemnly said: "In the Hundred Years' War and the melee twenty-five years ago, some people escaped. These people are called Kunlun Desires. My Kunlun disciples will kill them when they see them!"