The Altar of Light, the remains of the altar.

In the pitch-black and boundless space world inside the altar, the emerald green fluorescence is as bright as darkness.

Zhang Yun didn't speak for a long time, he really needed a little time to digest what Meng Ying had just said.

"That's not right!" After a while, he finally felt that something was wrong, "You said that Xu Xian died at the hands of Fahai? But according to legend, didn't Xu Xian and White Snake end up in the immortal class?"

"What immortal class?" Meng Ying was confused, "Where are there any immortals in this world?"

Zhang Yunxian came to his senses in an instant, didn't he? Shen Yi said that there were no immortals in this world at all, but there was a race of immortals, and it was just an experiment created by their gods, and the immortals had been completely wiped out by the gods long before the birth of human beings.

Since Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen both lived in the Great Song Dynasty about a thousand years ago, they would definitely not become immortals?

Stories and legends naturally cannot be completely equated with reality.

"You tell me carefully, the specific situation of my last life!" Zhang Yun felt that he should first completely put aside the influence of the inherent concepts brought about by the 'Legend of the White Snake' in order to figure out what was going on in the previous life.

Fortunately, there is such a person as Meng Ying who witnessed the existence of the party.

"Master, you were born in the last life during the reign of Emperor Gaozong of the Great Song Dynasty, died not long after Xuanzong ascended the throne of the Great Song Dynasty, and only lived for less than ninety years, so it can be said that you have the shortest lifespan of the Apocalypse......" Meng Ying's face showed a look of reminiscence, and said slowly.

"The shortest lifespan?" Zhang Yunxian muttered strangely, "How long did the previous Apocalypse Ones live?"

Meng Ying pondered for a moment and replied: "Master, the life you took me as an apprentice, from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to the Western Jin Dynasty, should have lived for almost nine hundred years, and if you go further, I don't know much, but you once told the apprentice that the time required for reincarnation of each generation of Apocalypse is about eight hundred years, and if you calculate according to this, the average lifespan of the sixth generation and the Apocalypse before the sixth generation should be at least three or four thousand years." ”

Zhang Yunxian suddenly understood that his previous algorithm about the time node of the appearance of the Apocalypse was actually outrageously wrong, strictly speaking, the time interval between the appearance of the Apocalypse was related to their different lifespans, and the only thing that remained unchanged was that after the death of the previous generation of Apocalypse, they had to wait for eight hundred years before a new generation of Apocalypse would appear.

That is to say, in these 30,000 long years, there have been eight historical gaps between the nine Apocalypsees, each of which is 800 years, and if you add up, the total time that the Apocalypse has not existed is almost 6,000 years.

And for the remaining nearly 24,000 years, the Apocalypse has always existed.

Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but be a little excited in his reverie, if he, the Apocalypse, could one day fully awaken and retrieve all the memories of the more than 24,000 years he had existed, what kind of existence would he become?

You know, for now, on this planet, what can be called the historical origin of civilization is only four or five thousand years!

Zhang Yunxian just thought for a while, and suddenly realized a very important issue.

is what Meng Ying just said, the average lifespan of the apocalypse before the sixth generation is about four thousand years, but why is the lifespan of the seventh generation of apocalypse only nine hundred years?

Not to mention Xu Xian in the previous life, who only lived less than a hundred years old?

According to this law, where does he, the ninth-generation Apocalypse, have any lifespan to speak of?

"Meng Ying, tell me quickly, how did Xu Xuan in the previous life die?" Zhang Yunxian suddenly couldn't wait to know the answer to this question.

"Master, about this issue, I will tell you carefully if you don't ask!" Meng Ying's illusory face became a little sad, "I don't know why, a thousand years ago, the era of the end of the law suddenly came, Master, your talent is naturally very good, you are already a high-level cultivator of a sage at a young age, but you just met those few people." Slay demons and eliminate demons' self-proclaimed defender, because of the identity of Bai Suzhen's snake demon, entangled with them, fought for decades, and then just when Master, you finally encountered an opportunity, and were about to take the crucial step of transcendent sainthood, Fahai's old bald thief designed to capture Bai Suzhen and persecuted you, in order to save people, Master, you fell into the siege of the nine Heavenly Masters with the most powerful means in the dynasty, as well as the three mages of Jinshan Temple, and finally lost both of them and died together......"

"What about Bai Suzhen?" Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but ask anxiously.

"I don't know! In that battle, in addition to Fahai, there were also two Heavenly Masters, both of whom were in the Sage Realm, and they were not easy to deal with. I was also seriously injured, and after desperately snatching your body back, I used the last of my strength to set up the barrier of this altar, and I don't know what happened next. ”

"What? Are you saying that during the Great Song Dynasty, there were other sages besides you?" Zhang Yunxian was shocked, because the Great Song Dynasty was only about a thousand years away from now, and if there were really sages at that time, it was very possible to survive to this day.

Meng Ying nodded and said: "At that time, because of the sudden depletion of essence, most of the cultivators of the human race were limited to the realm of sages, and at that time, there were only six saints left in the world, including me, all of whom were old guys who had lived for more than two thousand years, and now I am afraid that they have all turned into loess, Master, the only thing you need to pay attention to is the Fahai of Jinshan Temple!"

Zhang Yunxian heard Meng Ying's voice of gnashing his teeth, and asked puzzledly, "What are you paying attention to him?"

"Fahey's age is only about two hundred years older than me, and in the first battle, he was the only one of the twelve people who ambushed us who was not destroyed by us, and escaped with his wounds......!

"You...... You mean, it's possible that Fahai is still alive?" Zhang Yunxian exclaimed as if listening to a book from heaven, with an incredulous expression.

"Yes! This is also the point that I was most worried about when I was dying, so the disciple set up the concentration formation, hoping to help the master advance to the saint as much as possible!"

"This is too mysterious, isn't it?" Zhang Yun muttered idly, about the story of White Snake and Fahai, in the film and television drama, I don't know how many different versions have been compiled, if Fahai is really alive, he must have seen or heard these absurd stories, right? I really don't know what his mood is?

"Master, this bald thief Fahai is the most despicable and shameless person I have ever seen in my life, if you meet him in the future, you must be careful not to be deceived by his righteous appearance, what this bald thief is best at is full of ethics and morality, pretending to be compassionate. ”

Zhang Yunxian could see that Meng Ying should have suffered a lot at the hands of Fahai back then, so he would be so unforgettable.

However, he really couldn't figure it out.

Since Fahai is not dead, and Bai Suzhen's whereabouts are unknown, why can the story of the White Snake be spread so widely? If all this is the result of the two of them letting it go, Zhang Yunxian does not believe it.

But any ordinary person, if he is humiliated and splashed with dirty water, he will think of the law to change his name, not to mention these two, one may be the only remaining sage in the world, and the other is the power of the demon clan.

Anyone who comes out can stir up the world to change color and turmoil, right?

Something is wrong no matter how you think about it!

"Master, there is not much time left for my doppelganger to last, and now that I have told you these two things, it can be regarded as a complete merit, and the next road, the apprentice can no longer accompany the master, you must take care of yourself!"

Meng Ying's words made Zhang Yunxian come back from his contemplation, and found that the green fluorescence in front of him had begun to slowly dim, and Meng Ying's virtual image gradually began to blur.

Zhang Yunxian suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour, since he grew up so big in this life, except for Liu Xiaomei, no one has ever thought about so many things for him so wholeheartedly.

In the last life, Meng Ying died for herself, and in this life, she still has to bear her kindness, for Zhang Yunxian, who has always had clear grievances, how can the sense of indebtedness to her be smoothed out with a light 'thank you'?

"Meng Ying, you are a member of the Meng's clan in the Qin Kingdom, right?" Zhang Yunxian thought of the tiger-headed military order engraved with the word 'Meng' in her bedroom, and suddenly felt that she owed such a big favor to others, but in the end, she didn't even know the true identity of the other party.

Meng Ying obviously didn't expect Zhang Yunxian to suddenly ask about her life experience, she was stunned for a moment, and replied respectfully: "Master is right, my real surname is Meng, and I am indeed from the Meng clan in the Qin State during the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. It's just that my mother is just a slave from a humble background, and if it weren't for General Meng's accidental drunken immorality, I wouldn't have come to this world at all. If it weren't for your mercy, Master, I am afraid that I would have starved to death more than 2,000 years ago......"

"But, you should have taken care of the Meng family more later, right?" What came to Zhang Yunxian's mind was the courtyard of the Sage's Villa, the various weapons and the famous books on the art of war that Meng Ying personally transcribed in the study.

"Master Mingjian! The apprentice has indeed helped the Meng family a lot, all because of my mother's dying request! In any case, I finally have the blood of the Meng family flowing in my body, how can I really completely ignore my mother's last wish and completely ignore the life and death of the Meng family?"

Zhang Yunxian couldn't help nodding slightly, this Meng Ying's character is indeed commendable, and the seven generations of apocalypse can accept her as an apprentice, and they must also take a fancy to her loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness.

"In this way, the King of Great Qin destroyed the Six Kingdoms and ruled the world, and the Mengjia army he relied on was all from you?"

Meng Ying's face had become extremely blurred, as if it might disappear at any time.

"The things I taught the Meng family were all approved by the master, and the more advanced weapons used by the Meng family army were designed by you yourself, Master?"

"The weapon I designed?" Zhang Yunxian was a little surprised, thinking that it seemed that the seventh generation of the Apocalypse was really good to Meng Ying's apprentice, and he was actually willing to improve the armament and weapons of the Meng family army for her.

"By the way, when I was your master, who was I?" he asked curiously.

Before dissipating, Meng Ying finally replied to him: "In the nine hundred years of that life, Master, you have more than one identity, in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, your name is called Wang Xu, and the world has a title for you, called 'Guiguzi'......"