"There is no conclusion yet, sorry." Xin Yi said openly, "We only know that although the Dragon God died, its power did not disappear immediately, but protected the post-disaster world for more than three hundred years.
As for the black dragon mark, although it has appeared in other places before, the samples are too few to evaluate. Commander Zhong told me that the places where the black dragon mark is located always have good weather and less disasters. This is similar to the Dragon God's attitude towards the human world.
The protection of the two comes from the same origin, so there must be a connection between the two. As for the conditions under which the black dragon mark will appear, it remains to be studied. "
This topic will be discussed here for now.
He Lingchuan knew that a lot of truth was hidden in his narrative, but it was enough to shock ordinary listeners.
The next few stories Xin Yi told were so detailed that even the psychology of monsters was portrayed. While the audience was enjoying listening to it, a Panlong soldier couldn't help but asked: "How could Sir tell you so carefully?
As if you saw it with your own eyes?"
He Lingchuan also felt that it was a pity that Xin Yi was so eloquent and did not become a storyteller.
Xin Yi smiled and said: "Three thousand years apart, how could I see it with my own eyes? But I heard witnesses mention it, and today it's just a report."
Witnesses? Witnesses of many battles in ancient times, are they still alive today?
Everyone looked at each other, feeling surprised.
"Who is this witness?"
"My mentor, Xin Wuhuang. His Taoist name is also called 'Zhen Wuhuan'!"
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to react for a moment. Has Mr. Xin’s master lived from ancient times to the present?
So how old are you?
He Lingchuan's expression also changed slightly, remembering the memory of the black dragon he saw when he collected Luo Shengjia and Heart Scale.
After the death of the Dragon God, several great immortals led their disciples to escape to the Paradise of Cave Heaven or the Small World, so as not to waste their lives in a world with declining spiritual energy.
After that, few immortals could span three thousand years and live to this day——
Zhu Erniang and Huo Lingju are extremely talented and are rare exceptions.
Is Xin Yi's master the same? In other words, he was one of the immortals who escaped into the blessed land of cave heaven and hid in the past?
By the way, his master’s surname is also Xin!
Isn't it a coincidence that Xin Wuyou and Xin Yi have the same surname?
Xin Yi on the stage said amidst everyone's surprise: "Yes, my mentor is also the ancestor of my family. In ancient times, my mentor was already a famous immortal."
There was a roar from the audience, and everyone looked at him with complicated eyes, including surprise, novelty, and envy.
Sun Fuling was also surprised: "Mr. Xin is actually a descendant of immortals, no wonder, no wonder!"
No wonder he is so knowledgeable.
No wonder he can talk about secrets and allusions so well that they are family treasures - they are originally the "family treasures" of the Xin family.
He Lingchuan also felt a little emotional.
The Bailielu family is also a descendant of immortals, but they have managed to live in such a miserable state, which is very different from the Xin family.
The immortal ancestors of the Lu family have long since died, unlike Xin Wuhuan who has lived until now and has been protecting his descendants.
Well, how did Xin Wuhuan survive the long period of spiritual energy exhaustion?
"So what I'm telling you today are all my mentor's experiences back then. Although there are some anecdotes, they are generally very credible."
His origin and background were very convincing, and the bullies in the audience were mute for a moment and no longer had any objections.
He Lingchuan also seemed to have some realization.
No wonder Zhong Shengguang treats Xin Yi differently. This guy has such a strong background that he can act as a bridge of communication between Panlong City and the immortals.
Not to mention, his knowledge and experience can also be helpful to Panlong City.
In the atmosphere of reluctant audience, this open class ended.
After class, Xin Yi came over in person to make an appointment with He Lingchuan:
"It's noon. Let's go to Hongxiang Tower for a quick meal. Will Master Sun appreciate the honor?"
Sun Fuling did not refuse: "Okay, let's go together."
Hongxianglou is a long-established restaurant in the city. Its facade still maintains the unique simplicity of Panlongcheng, with only the black gilt characters on the signboard showing off its grandeur. In recent years, new restaurants in the city have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. But old Panlongcheng people come most often to old restaurants like Hongxianglou.
It also insists on serving the old taste of the city. Although the food is not many in variety, it is particularly suitable for the stomachs of Panlongcheng people. Many people grew up eating it.
As soon as Xin Yi came in, the waiter came forward with a smile and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Xin is here, is this your special seat?"
He also bowed to He Lingchuan: "Congratulations, General!"
He Lingchuan looked sideways, did Xin Yi register at the restaurant?
"It's still the same place." Xin Yi smiled at the two of them, "The food here is very appetizing. I can't help but come back a few more times."
The guests in the restaurant greeted He Lingchuan one after another, and three others greeted Xin Yi.
When you first come here, why are you so popular?
The three of them sat down, and Sun Fuling first ordered a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root powder to moisten her throat. The masters usually lectured a lot, and they all liked the sweet and refreshing lotus root powder.
In the past, it was a luxury to add some honey or sugar, but now it can be paired with long-grain raisins and chopped nuts shipped by sea ship, and the price is not expensive.
Among the several signature dishes of the tavern that Xin Yi ordered were a plate of spicy and sour lotus root strips and a large pot of braised sweetbreads - they were really served in a clay pot. They were red and fragrant and could be smelled throughout the restaurant.
In the past, Panlong City was short of supplies and food was sourced locally. The Chipa Plateau is rich in water, and lotus root in summer is one of the most common ingredients; and the raw materials for stewed offal are nothing more than pig blood, pig lungs, chicken feet, chicken and duck necks, Goose intestines are usually whatever the taverns get and they are stewed in a pot for diners to eat. They have a thick, salty and spicy taste.
The current taste has been improved and has a unique flavor. Xin Yi pointed to the braised offal and said: "I have been to Panlongcheng for more than a month, and this dish is still the best dish. You Panlongcheng people will eat it."
He Lingchuan casually picked up a chicken foot. Well, it was soft and tender. He shook it hard a few times and the bones might come out. "They are all worthless scraps. Mr. Xin doesn't mind it."
"Once upon a time, the superiors assigned me a mission in the northeastern part of the Golden Plains. It was a deserted place with only a large area of tundra and very few animals. I basically survived for more than two months relying on moss and grass roots."
"Is Mr. Xin familiar with the Golden Plains?"
"Fortunately, I've been there three times and I have some impressions." Xin Yi picked up a lotus root strip and chewed it slowly, "Actually, I thought that all the places of suffering were as chaotic, disorderly, poor and hopeless as the Golden Plains, until I came here
Only after visiting Panlong City did we know that people still have a second choice."
The living conditions in the Panlong Wasteland were originally very harsh. The Gold Flash Plains were rich in resources but wars continued for years, but crops could not grow in the Panlong Wasteland. Fortunately, there was still Chipa Plateau where we could cultivate land and raise people.
Sun Fuling had also heard about He Lingchuan's description of the Golden Plains, and then interjected: "How is the country there compared to Siro?"
"It's generally worse."
Sun Fuling couldn't believe it: "Worse than Silla?"
People like her from Panlong City have a crushing feeling for Silla. It is hard to believe that there is a country in the world that is more cowardly than Silla.
"No matter how bad Xiluo is, it is still a country governed by law and still has Yuan Power; those small countries and small forces that live and die on the Flash Gold Plains have almost no Yuan Power."
Better than worse, there is no lower limit.
"But there are also powerful countries in the Flash Gold Plains, such as the Yao Kingdom. This country has a short history but is very powerful. The surrounding countries have to look at it." Xin Yi took a sip of wine, "I don't know if this country can finally unify the Flash Gold.
, ending hundreds of years of turmoil.”
He Lingchuan knew the answer.
"Mr. Xin is an immortal and knows many secrets. I have something to ask you."
"General He, please speak."
"Nightmare energy is a new power that only appeared after the cataclysm of heaven and earth?"
"That's right." He Lingchuan is the general of Panlong City and Zhong Shengguang's confidant. Xin Yi knows that he holds more secrets than the average person. "Does General He know about Tianluo Star?"
"I know." He Lingchuan then asked him, "When will the world discover that the nightmare energy will be sucked away by the Tianluo Star and supplied to the demons outside the territory?"
The law of nightmare energy was created by the Tianluo Star. It was a completely new thing for the immortals at that time in the world after the cataclysm. At first, the Immortal Immortal Sect certainly didn’t know much about it.
"Good question!" He Lingchuan's question went straight to the core, and Xin Yi also said sternly, "The Dragon God has fallen, and there will never be another great master like him who fully understands the laws of heaven and earth and understands the changes in principles. Of course, the Immortal Sect at that time also noticed it
Nightmare energy appeared, but it was quickly discovered that it was not harmful to anyone, but it could not be used by practitioners and immortals, and if it remained in the world for a long time, it would turn back into spiritual energy. Therefore, most immortals and demons still went their own way, and did not
We didn’t pay much attention to the nightmare energy, and only a few immortals conducted research on it.”
If you can't use something, you have no interest in it. This is the instinct of biology.
"After the war between immortals and demons, the origin of the world was destroyed and the spiritual energy was scarce. Before the death of Dragon God, he said that the origin of the world is still vigorous and has strong self-repair ability. As long as sufficient time is given, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can still be restored naturally.
recover."
Sun Fuling raised her eyebrows: "So the immortals fled into the paradise of cave heaven and waited for the spiritual energy to revive?"
The Dragon God never said, how long is "sufficient time"? Thirty to fifty years? Three to five hundred years? Or three to five thousand years?
What it gives is just a principle.
The immortals couldn't afford to wait, so they could only avoid the world and wait for the spiritual energy to revive again.
The creatures in the world cannot afford to wait, but they have no other choice but to drift with the tide, like rootless drifting ducks.
Life and death, how many years.
Her tone was a bit sarcastic, and Xin Yi smiled and said: "These immortals escaped into the small world to preserve their strength in case the demons come back. The Tianluo star embedded in the sky is the work of the demons. I don't know if they have any backup plans.
, I don’t know when they will come again. If there is no overwhelming power of immortals, what can the world do to deal with the demons? At that time, all living beings will truly be in ruins."
Sun Fuling nodded slowly, stirred the spoon and took another sip of lotus root starch: "It makes sense, it makes sense."