"Senior...you have fallen?" Zilin asked in disbelief after listening to the old man's words.
How could a person who had been dead for countless years still have such strength and be able to trap the monks invisibly with just a few movements? This seemed a bit absurd to Zi Lin.
"Yes, I have actually fallen long ago. Judging by the speed at which my remnant soul dissipates, it has been at least hundreds of millions of years. If I hadn't sealed my remnant soul in that portrait and fallen into a permanent sleep, it would have been at least 100 million years.
I'm afraid my soul has long since passed away." The old man nodded and replied, his words were very relaxed, as if it was not him who died, but someone else.
"Are there many monks like the seniors who still have their souls left here?" Zi Lin asked carefully.
"It's been too long. If you had a very high soul state during your lifetime, you could have persisted until now. Otherwise, even if you left a residual soul, it would have been wiped away by the years. As far as I know, the masters who entered this parallel space in that era
There should be less than ten people here who can still survive with their remaining souls." The old man thought for a moment and then answered.
"By the way, senior, what was the final result of that peerless killing god?" Zi Lin asked again with concern.
"I don't know his situation, because I was already killed at that time. How could I see his ending? However, in my opinion, with his ability to kill everyone at the time, he would not die in the future, but
He has made the cultivation world so miserable, so I guess the upper world will not sit idly by and ignore it." The old man gave a very vague answer.
"Upper Realm?" Zilin frowned.
"Beyond the realm of cultivation, there is a higher level of space, in which there are countless monks with higher cultivation levels. After the Immortal Lord, there is also a higher realm of cultivation. Once the monks surpass the Immortal Lord stage in the world of cultivation, they can
Ascend to the upper realm. And the realm after the Immortal Lord should be the existence called God." The old man explained calmly, his expression full of regret. At first, he had almost touched the realm of God, but he was unlucky to encounter it.
The God of Killing comes to this world and dies with hatred. Hundreds of millions of years of practice will still return to nothingness in the end. It can be said that fate plays tricks on people, and the will of God is unpredictable.
Just when the two of them were talking, the Fenglin medicine cauldron suspended above Zheng Chen's head suddenly converged in the glow, and then escaped into Zheng Chen's body, and Zheng Chen gradually woke up, opened his eyes, and opened the closed
Six senses.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Zheng Chen saw the phantom-like old man. At first glance, he felt that he looked very familiar. After recalling it for a moment, he was startled. He immediately stood up straight, stared, and became fully alert.
However, when he saw Zi Lin and the little guy motionless, but with relaxed expressions and no look of trouble, Zheng Chen also put down his guard. Even though he didn't understand the old man's identity, he walked up to him respectfully and bent down.
A gift.
Zheng Chen could guess that this old man who looked exactly like the farmer in the portrait in the central hall must be the owner of this house, and presumably the previous owner of Fenglin Medicine Cauldron, so he did not dare to neglect him.
"Young man, you don't need so many false gifts. I don't have much time now. Since you can come here and Fenglin Medicine Cauldron is willing to accept you as its master, it can be regarded as our fate. However, Fenglin Medicine Cauldron is not an ordinary person.
Since you have received such a valuable treasure, you cannot pay no price at all." The old man said to Zheng Chen solemnly.
"Senior, please make it clear that as long as the juniors are within their capabilities, they will do their best to complete it." Zheng Chen replied seriously.
"Haha, it's actually not that difficult..." The old man chuckled, then waved his hand, and an extra picture appeared in his hand, which was the portrait of the woman hanging on the wall of the main hall.
"This girl is my adopted daughter, named Liu Jing. She has always been by my side. She is kind-hearted and has little contact with outsiders and objects. She is pure and innocent. However, unfortunately, when the killing god came to this world,
In the catastrophe, I failed to protect her, and she almost suffered an accident..." The old man said harmoniously with kindness in his eyes.
"The God of Death is here?" Zheng Chen said in confusion.
"As for the death of the god of death, this girl will tell you in detail from now on. In order to prevent Liu Jing from being killed, I sealed her complete soul in this picture, and her body was placed
In the Liufeng Valley in the northern part of the cultivation world. What you have to promise me is to let her soul return to her body and complete the resurrection. Are you willing?" The old man stared at Zheng Chen closely and asked.
"Flowing Wind Valley?!" Zilin suddenly exclaimed at this time.
"How come, junior sister knows this place?" Zheng Chen asked with a frown.
"Senior, the Liufeng Valley you mentioned is the Arctic Liufeng Valley where cold winds rage all year round?" Zilin did not respond to Zheng Chen, but asked the old man.
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