Altar of Light, in the bamboo forest.

Zong Chao looked at the altar ruins in front of him with a divine expression, shook his head, and said: "I'm just happy to see the hunting heart, I like to study these strange things, this ruins is where the eyes of our entire altar enchantment are located, how dare I fight their ideas!"

When Zhang Yunxian heard this, he secretly pursed his lips, thinking that it would be strange to believe you.

Zong Chao said just now that in order to deal with these stones, he even used the * invented by humans, where did he really take care of the inheritance of this altar?

At this moment, two men in white clothes approached from a distance, one after the other.

Zhang Yunxian watched them walk in front of Zong Chao, bowed very respectfully, and said, "Altar master, the banquet you ordered has been arranged!"

Zong Chao let out an "um", turned his head to Zhang Yunxian and said, "This is Liu Tian and Lu Wuya, you have dealt with each other twice!"

Zhang Yunxian was puzzled, the aura of these two people, he felt very familiar, but there was one thing he was quite puzzled about, the last time these two white-shirted guests fought with him in the Silent Forest, he remembered clearly, he had abolished one of their arms.

But the two men in front of him, all over his body, were safe and sound, and he didn't lack the slightest thing.

"Your Arms ......"

"Oh, you mean they're reborn with broken arms? It's just a small skill of carving insects!" Zong Chao made a gesture of invitation, and explained nonchalantly.

Zhang Yunxian raised his legs and followed a few people forward.

He also felt a little surprised, this spell of the Altar of Light could be said to be the most bizarre among all the forces he had seen so far, perhaps this 'regeneration technique' was just an inconspicuous one of their many 'divine techniques'.

Passing through the bamboo forest, there is another blue lake.

In the middle of the lake is a very beautiful island that has been renovated.

From the shore to the island, there is a straight line distance of about four or five kilometers, and a straight wooden bridge plank road has been built on the water, the style is very ancient, and I don't know what dynasty built it, Zhang Yun still feels very strong when he walks idly.

The area of the island is not large, all the scenery on the island can be seen almost at a glance, fortunately, the buildings on the island are indeed exquisite, the style and layout are a bit like the popular appearance in the Qin and Han dynasties, almost all of them are wooden structures, and the furnishings in the rooms are mainly bronze, and even iron tools are difficult to see.

Zhang Yunxian followed a few people and climbed to a vermilion pavilion at the top of the island.

In the pavilion, as Liu Tian said just now, a table full of dazzling dishes has been arranged, and there is a sealed pottery altar next to it.

"This is the Du Kang wine I have treasured for a whole hundred years, the Apocalypse is about to take a seat, you must enjoy it today, just taste a few more glasses!"

Mo Shaotian, the two days and Lu Wuya, the three of them, were very interested in guarding outside the pavilion.

The table was full of banquets, and only Zhang Yunxian and Zong Chao were left to sit facing each other.

"The master of the altar is too polite, I am a person who has no interest in life at all, no matter how good the wine is, I can't taste anything, there is a word that says it, it's like 'cow chewing peony' as tasteless, tyrannical and ruined!"

Zhang Yunxian picked up the wine glass, did not twist it, and raised his head to drink it all.

He has a special physique, and the effect of alcohol on him is almost negligible, so for him, it is not a matter of not getting drunk at all.

He didn't worry about what Zong Chao would do in the wine and food, first, although Zong Chao had not moved, but Zhang Yunxian could faintly feel from his body that his strength was definitely not below him, if he wanted to deal with himself, he didn't have to spend so much thought;

"Haha! The Apocalypse is the true temperament! It's much better than those pretentious people in the world!" Zong Chao smiled heartily, and personally filled the glass of wine for the two of them.

The wine is indeed a good wine, even if Zhang Yunxian doesn't understand it, he can smell the long-lasting fragrance that comes out when the wine volatilizes.

"Sect Master, I have drunk the wine and seen the ruins, can you tell me openly and honestly, what is the purpose of you inviting me here?"

Zong Chao smiled, picked up the wine glass on the rim of Zhang Yunxian's cup, touched it lightly, drank it again, took a comfortable breath, and said slowly: "What the Apocalypse said is that there is a way for a gentleman to be frank and open, and a villain is often a relative! In this case, I will not beat around the bush, dare to ask the Apocalypse, to what extent have you awakened now? Can you still remember the things about those 'Apocalypse Saints'?"

Zhang Yunxian was naturally confused.

"What 'Apocalypse Saints'?" he asked.

"It seems that you haven't really awakened yet!" Zong Chao sighed, "Do you know why people in the cultivation world have been so keen to spread the legend of the Apocalypse for tens of thousands of years?"

"Because, the Apocalypse can lead them to open a new world of cultivation?" Zhang Yunxian said tentatively, recalling the fanatical eyes of those people in the Moon Worship Sect.

"You're right! Human desires are endless, and cultivators don't want to do that? Everyone wants to have a longer lifespan and greater power, and they want to control not only their own destiny, but also the destiny of this heaven, earth and universe...... And you, the Apocalypse, are the only breakthrough in these desires of these cultivators, and it is not an exaggeration to describe you as their lifesaver!"

Zhang Yunxian did not speak.

Zong Chao continued: "The current cultivators, who are subject to the environment of the end of the law, can become a sage and a high level, there are very few, and the longest lifespan is only five or six hundred years old, and in the past ten thousand years, various cultivation sects have had different degrees of historical discontinuity......

"History?"

"Yes, almost every cultivation sect, their historical record, is missing! Speaking of which, it's all because of the good deeds you, the Apocalypse, did last few awakenings!" Zong Chao said with a teasing smile.

"What does it have to do with me? Why do you know this?" Zhang Yunxian was indeed very puzzled, these things, Shen Yi had never told himself, about the actions of the previous Apocalypse, this was always something he wanted to know but could not understand.

Because on this issue, Shen Yi and Ling Xiao are highly consistent, and they have indicated that as long as Zhang Yun is idle to the realm of the Sage, he can embark on the path of awakening, and at that time, everything about the Apocalypse will be slowly recalled.

Zong Chao drank another glass of wine and continued: "I don't know much, of course I heard it from the previous generation of altar masters! Our Bright God Altar, the relationship with the Apocalypse is really deep, do you remember the question I just asked you about the 'Apocalypse Saint'?"

"Apocalypse Saint, what the hell is it?"

"According to legend, the Apocalypse has cultivated a total of ten personal disciples in the world, including three real people and seven sages! Those three real people may have already become immortals, and only a handful of times have appeared in legends. On the other hand, the seven sages, every time the Apocalypse appeared, they would follow them and never abandon them, but due to the problem of historical disconnection, there are almost no memories of them among the cultivators today. These saints are called 'Apocalypse Saints'!"

"Seven Sages?" Zong Chao said these things, which Zhang Yunxian had never understood before, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned for a while.

The first thing he thought about was, are these seven saints still alive today?

Because in the eyes of today's cultivators, the saints are almost already at the pinnacle of existence, and they can have a lifespan of more than 3,000 years at most, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are immortals.

However, three thousand years, if you look at it in the legend of the Apocalypse for more than 30,000 years, it is only a short tenth of the time, I don't know if these sages are all disciples of the Apocalypse when they awakened? If it is within the last three thousand years, maybe they still exist, but Zhang Yunxian himself feels that this possibility is very small.

"Do these saints still exist today?" he asked Zong Chao with a glimmer of hope.

The latter shook his head, "How can it exist! After all, the lifespan of a saint is also limited!"

"Sure enough!" Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but sigh, and asked a little strangely, "Then you...... The previous generation of altar masters, where did he know all this?"

"Naturally, the previous generation of altar masters told him!" Zong Chao took another sip of wine, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's be honest with you! The first generation of our Bright God Altar's name is Meng Ying Sage, and he is one of the seven Heavenly Apocalypse Saints. So, do you now know what the relationship between our Altar of Light and the Apocalypse is all about?"

"What?" Zhang Yunxian really didn't expect that the final foothold of Zong Chao's topic would be here.

If what he said was true, then the Altar of Light turned out to be one of the forces of the Apocalypse itself?

"That'...... Meng Ying, what era did he probably exist, and how many altar masters are you of the Bright God Altar?" Zhang Yunxian came back to his senses.

Zong Chao said without thinking: "The Sage Meng Ying is a close disciple of the Apocalypse, a native of the Qin State in the Warring States Period! Originally, according to her cultivation, there was no problem at all in surviving to this day, but the last time you appeared in the world, that is, in the Great Song Dynasty a thousand years ago, in order to protect you, the Sage fought with the nine Heavenly Masters sent by the imperial court for three days and three nights, and ended up losing both, and not long after that battle, the Sage passed away...... And I am the third altar master of the Bright God Altar! My previous altar master, named Li Ke, was a festival envoy of the Later Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, and he was accepted as a disciple by the sage when he was middle-aged, but unfortunately because of the arrival of the end of the Dharma era, he was unable to break through the realm of the sage after all, and lived for more than 800 years, which can be regarded as the end ......of his life! I am two years old this year and will turn 400 years old, I was originally a martial artist in the Kangxi era of the Qing Dynasty, and by chance, I was accepted into the disciple by the master."

After listening to it, Zhang Yunxian finally understood why the buildings on this island would be in the style of the Qin and Han dynasties, and it turned out that the original builder, the sage Meng Ying, was the Qin State who lived more than 2,000 years ago. And in the past two thousand years, he also has a rough understanding of the general situation of the three altar masters of the Bright God Altar.

It's just that, I don't know why, he looked at Zong Chao with a sincere face, but there was always a feeling of disgust in his heart.

If what Zong Chao said was true, he should feel kind to him, right?

Zhang Yunxian still trusts his instincts, so he can't help but think: Could it be that all these stories are just a means compiled by Zong Chao in exchange for his trust?