When Wu Song climbed to the seventh floor and saw the environment in front of him, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In front of him was an antique Longhua country living room.

On the coffee table, two cups are steaming, exuding a burst of tea fragrance.

This taste Wu Song is very familiar with, and it is the fragrance of the best Longjing tea.

Even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, it would not make Wu Song so at a loss, he was stunned, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

There was a sound of footsteps behind the screen, and Wu Song turned his head to look.

An old man with gray hair and good spirits walked over.

"Sit down. ”

The old man's attitude was neither enthusiastic nor cold, he first sat down in the chair, and then stretched out his hand to signal Wu Song to sit down.

"Tea, I guess you should come, just brewed. The old man's face was calm, as if he had been waiting for Wu Song here.

"Do you know me?" The scene in front of him was so weird that Wu Song almost wondered if the old man was playing tricks.

After all, he had come to trouble the people of the "Tower of Oblivion", and since this old man was in the tower, he must be his enemy.

"Acquaintance?" the old man shook his head: "No, no, at most, it can be regarded as familiar." ”

Wu Song leaned back in the chair, and the smile on his face showed disbelief.

He has a good memory, as long as it is someone he has met, even if the person just nods to him, says a word, or smiles slightly, he will leave an impression.

Although the old man in front of him has an ordinary appearance, he has a leisurely taste in his gestures, and he is obviously a master of Taoism, maybe he has a fight with the two old guys he met who don't know how many years he has lived.

As long as he has seen even one of such people, he will never forget them.

The old man picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup, lifted the lid, blew it, took a sip of tea slowly, and closed his eyes comfortably.

"You don't believe me?"

"Don't believe it!"

"Okay, then I'll let you see!" The old man didn't even put down the cup in his hand, and waved his hand slightly.

"Wu Song, you've finally reached the seventh layer!"

Wu Song stood up abruptly, speechless in astonishment.

A charming woman stood in front of him, she looked at Wu Song, and her expression became a little uncomfortable.

"You said you were going to take me away, but now, do you still count?"

Wu Song muttered to himself.

"Alice!"

"Are you really Alice?"

The old man waved his hand again.

"Hahaha, you kid, you're quite spiritual!" Montaigne laughed and suddenly stood in front of Wu Song's eyes.

"They...... They ......"

Wu Song pointed at Alice and then at Montaigne.

No wonder he couldn't suck the aura from them, because they were all "fake"!

"It's still early, you take a sip of tea first, and we can talk slowly. The old man waved his hand, and Alice and Montaigne disappeared from Wu Song's eyes.

Wu Songgang wanted to sit down, but suddenly remembered something, pointed at the old man and shouted.

"Did you send someone from the Valley of Oblivion to injure my master?"

The old man glanced at Wu Song lightly and did not answer his words.

"What would you do if someone sneaked into your house?"

"Uh......"

The old man looked at him without blinking: "Are you embarrassed to say or don't know what to do?"

"I'll kick him out, or call the police. ”

The old man smiled and asked, "So, what would you do if someone not only broke into your house, but also killed the people in your house?"

Without waiting for Wu Song to answer, the old man said coldly.

"Is it wrong that your master thinks he has some ability, repeatedly entered the Tower of Oblivion, and injured my people, and I teach him a lesson?"

"You are bad people, everyone will be punished!" Wu Song retorted.

"Hahaha!" The old man burst out with a loud laugh, "Are we bad people?"

"Who told you that we are bad people?"

"Do you see if we killed someone, or did we set fire?"

"Or do you have evidence that we've done something bad?"

The old man's eyes widened with a grim expression.

"I ......" Wu Song stammered, speechless.

The old man was right, he didn't have any evidence that the people in the Valley of Oblivion were badass.

The old man squinted at him, his eyes full of disdain.

"Or maybe you think you're already a 'god' and think you're the embodiment of justice, with the power to decide the life and death of others?"

"I ......" Wu Song's face turned pale, and cold sweat trickled down his head.

Indeed, he has always believed that everything he has done is right, and that those who have been punished by him deserve it and are to blame.

And he, at some point, does think he's qualified to deal with people he thinks are bad guys.

"Young man, don't say that my old man relies on the old and sells the old!" the old man said earnestly: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, this sentence has always been heard, right?"

"You can't think that you are very powerful, and you are above morality and law, so what is the difference between you and those one-man thieves?"

The old man's tone of voice was not too harsh, but every sentence was like a thunderbolt, deafening, making Wu Song feel ashamed.

Since he eliminated the alien races that launched attacks on mankind, became a hero of many countries on the earth, and was awarded the title of "Guardian of the Earth" by the United Nations, the whole person has indeed quietly undergone some changes.

After all, he is only in his twenties, and he has achieved such an achievement at a young age, and some pride and conceit are inevitable.

Now that I have met this old man, I have listened to his guidance and advice, and I am ashamed that it is certain, and at the same time, I am extremely grateful to him.

Wu Song is a smart man, he knows everything thoroughly, and he wants to admit his mistakes to the old man, but he is a little embarrassed.

The old man is a man with a background, and in his eyes, he is very pleased that Wu Song's children can be taught.

"Come, take a sip of tea, after talking for a long time, it's almost cold. ”

Wu Song sat down, picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and then raised his head and asked.

"After listening to so many of your teachings, dare to ask your husband's surname?"

The old man seemed to be aroused by Wu Song's question, he raised his head and was stunned for a while, and then sighed slightly.

"Alas, after so many years, not only the name, but even the former road number is no longer remembered!"

He looked at Wu Song: "Young man, if you are interested, how about I tell you about the things in the secret realm?"

Wu Song nodded, he was more interested in the Secret Realm, the Valley of Oblivion, and the Tower of Forgetting than he knew what the old man's surname was.

"I was about the same age as the two old guys over there, and besides, we were good friends at the time......

Wu Song was shocked, which showed that the old man in front of him was also an old monster who had lived for centuries.

Hundreds of years ago, a friend of the old man's discovered this secret place while traveling.

The so-called "secret realm" is actually a special space.

It's about the Earth, but it's not about the Earth.

This place is full of life and aura, and it is a holy place for cultivation that cultivators can't find.

The old man's friend was naturally ecstatic when he saw it, and immediately informed his friends—all of whom were cultivators—to come to Changbai Mountain.

Soon, the news that there was a holy place for cultivation in Changbai Mountain spread secretly, and more and more people went here.

However, although there are more people, they get along very harmoniously, meditate, occasionally exchange their experiences together, argue a few words, and then laugh, but also have a good time.

The bad is bad in this argument.

I don't know when it began, but the cultivators here slowly split into two factions, and they argued endlessly in order to defend their arguments.

The contradictions became deeper and deeper, so much so that in the end, the two sides actually moved their hands.

When he said this, the old man sighed and shook his head, it was obvious that the past was unbearable.

In a fit of rage, the old man took his own faction and ran to the north of the secret realm, taking the mountain as the boundary, and dividing the land with the cultivators in the south, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

I thought it would be safe in this way, but who knew that things were not what they imagined.

After cultivators have cultivated to a certain level, they always want to know how strong their strength is.

And the best way to test it is to compete with others.

It's just that it's always a little difficult to learn from the people around you, but in the north, there are more suitable candidates.

Of course, the cultivators in the north also had this idea, and in this way, although the two sides were separated, they were still fighting with each other.

Moreover, recklessly run to other people's territory to challenge, whether you win or lose, it is not so easy to get out, after a long time, the two sides have formed a grudge, and the attack is getting more and more ruthless, and finally one day, there is a person in the secret realm who died because of the fight.

Since then, the dead have been happening quite often.

There are still not many cultivators who are qualified to enter the secret realm, and over the years, they have died and been injured, and there are a lot fewer people.

The leaders of both sides felt that it would not work like this, this was the holy place of the cultivators, and this was clearly the place of death of the cultivators.

I haven't seen anyone ascend, but I've seen a lot of people die.

Just when they were looking for a way to resolve the battle between the two sides, the old man in front of Wu Song was compassionate and compassionate, and at the cost of his own cultivation, he conjured up this "Tower of Oblivion"!

Whether it is a cultivator in the south or north, as long as he has the ability to open the "Tower of Oblivion", then he is the first person in the secret realm!

That's why the Tower of Oblivion exists.

With this tower, there was indeed a lot less fighting among the cultivators, and everyone was proud to reach the top of the Tower of Oblivion as their goal.

This is where the Tower of Oblivion comes from.

However, after all these years, there are very few people who can actually reach the top of the Tower of Oblivion.

Even if they defeated the various creatures that the old man had created in his virtual form, when they faced the last and biggest "boss" in the Tower of Oblivion, the old man in front of Wu Song, they were all defeated.

When he said this, the old man asked Wu Song with a smile: "Young man, do you think I am exaggerating?"