The little old man was still unsure of what form he would live in the future.

Is it permanently parasitic in the sea of consciousness of the East Owl and become the slave soul of the East Owl?

Or are the two souls one and the same?

Or is it the strength that regains and can break free from the shackles of the mystery?

The little old man hasn't figured it out yet.

Before these questions are clarified, the little old man first needs strength to protect himself, and then he can't let Dongxiao's strength be stronger than him.

Otherwise, if Dongxiao doesn't plan to let him go, or wants to kill him, then how can he escape?!

He should grasp the initiative in the negotiations in advance.

Dongxiao is not as far-reaching as the little old man thought.

He just felt that he couldn't agree to such a barbaric request from the little old man, and even faintly felt that the little old man existed in his sea of consciousness, which might be a threat to him.

For various reasons, the two are wary of each other and distrust each other, and they are red-faced when they quarrel like this.

It wasn't until the end that Dongxiao allowed the little old man to enter and exit his sea of knowledge freely, and the little old man reluctantly agreed not to compete with him for cultivation resources.

The little old man was parasitic in Dong Xiao's soul, and he was worried that if he went out of Zhihai and Dong Xiao closed Zhihai and didn't let him enter, then his soul body was outside, which was equivalent to a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and it would be quite dangerous to encounter a powerful martial cultivator.

The parasitic contract has not been dissolved, and he can't leave Dongxiao far, and he can't let go of others.

This is the little old man's bruise.

After solving the problem of resource allocation, Dong Xiao couldn't help but worry about his future cultivation resources.

"Boy, with the deity here, are you still afraid that you don't have cultivation resources?"

At this time, the little old man was quite confident.

"Cut, just you, if you don't take my resources, I'll be Amitabha. ”

Dong Xiao didn't care about the little old man's words, this girl was definitely a master who didn't suffer a loss under the bricks, and after waking up for a while, she quarreled with him twice.

Definitely not to mess with!

"Boy, you look down on the deity too much, do you?"

Being so despised by Dong Xiao, the little old man suddenly exploded: "Don't look at the deity now that there is only one soul body left, as if nothing can be done." But don't forget, the deity still has memories. ”

"What is memory, can memory be eaten?"

Dongxiao was dismissive.

"What is memory? Memory is inheritance! The longer you live, the more valuable and powerful your inheritance becomes. The deity doesn't know how many years he has lived, and he doesn't dare to say that he is the first in the world, but he is definitely the rare one in the world. ”

However, Dongxiao still didn't take it to heart, pouted and said, "What is the inheritance?

“...... You kid is too eye-catching, you don't understand the preciousness of the inheritance of the deity, this is really annoying to me. ”

was so ruthlessly and naked contempt by Dongxiao, the little old man was also angry.

There is such an illiterate person on the stall, and the inheritors who send it to the door don't want it, and everyone is very popular.

"Boy, I'll tell you the truth, memory inheritance can't be eaten, but it can be sold in a different way, it can make you stronger, so that you don't know anything. ”

After a slight pause, the little old man continued: "Martial Dao Immortal Path, going against the sky, there are thousands of difficulties and obstacles, and there are countless problems. Memory inheritance is equivalent to giving you an opportunity to experience it yourself, which can allow you to solve a lot of troubles in the martial arts, take fewer detours, and improve your cultivation faster. It's an experience that no one can ask for. It's so infuriating that you kid actually treats it like dung!"

"I'll just ask you, do you need pills in your cultivation in the future? Do you need magic weapons? Do you need to cultivate exercises? Do you need to learn formation formations? Do you still think that this memory inheritance is not important?"

“......”

Dongxiao was a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect the little old man to be so serious, but when he heard the little old man say this, he knew that he had despised the little old man too much before, and he was too ignorant of the inheritance of memory.

The little old man's words simply lit up his eyes.

The martial arts immortal road is rugged and bumpy, and there are many thorns, if there is a little old man to help, it can indeed save a lot of trouble.

Thinking about it, Dong Xiao felt more and more that this little old man was a real treasure.

"Ahem, okay, I'm wrong, can't I? By the way, old man, what is your name? What kind of cultivation is cultivation? We don't know each other, aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Dongxiao is not the kind of person who wants to save face, and if there is a mistake, he simply admits it.

After realizing the preciousness of the little old man, when he treated the little old man, he also unconsciously respected a little bit.

This little old man will be equivalent to Du Niang's existence in the future, and if he doesn't take it seriously, he will probably not be able to find what he wants.

"Hmph, do you realize the importance of the deity?"

The little old man was still indignant: "Boy, being able to get the help of the deity is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes. The deity is a legendary figure in the era of mixed yuan. ”

"Mixed Age?"

"Hmm!"

"Haven't heard of it. ”

“......”

The little old man was choked a lot, and he felt that if his eyes could kill, he would have to kill Dong Xiao a hundred times to relieve his hatred.

This kid is so infuriating.

But in fact, the little old man really wronged Dongxiao this time.

After Dong Xiao's memory was fused with the memory of 'Dongfang Yuan Xiao', in the Tianwu Continent, he was not an idiot who didn't know anything.

The little old man said that in the mixed yuan era, Dongxiao really hadn't heard of it.

The Tianwu Continent has experienced several eras, namely the Flood Wilderness, the Ancient Age, the Ancient Wilderness, the Barbarian Wilderness, and the current Heavenly Punishment Era.

Among the five eras of the current era, there is no mixed yuan era as the little old man said.

Dongxiao is also very curious, what kind of era is the mixed yuan era that the little old man is talking about?

It can't be this little old man who came out to lie to him, right?!

But think about it, Dongxiao shook his head again and vetoed it, what is there to deceive about this?

The little old man asked, "What era is it now?"

"Age of Heavenly Punishment!"

"Haven't heard of it. ”

“......”

The little old man asked again, "What era is ahead?"

Dongxiao truthfully informed: "The era of the flood, the ancient age, the ancient era, and the barbarian age. ”

The eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the little old man shook his head: "I haven't heard of it either." ”

“......”

Dong Xiao said: "What eras were there in front of your era?"

"I was in front of the ...... of the era"

The little old man's eyes became a little misty, as if he was recalling that memory.

After a long time, he muttered four words:

"Age of the Old Gods!"