After following Jinghu to his office, Jinghu said, "Sit down and talk." ”

Yang Xuan sat down as he said, Jinghu looked sad, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

After coming over for a while, Jinghu asked, "I heard that you cured Su Ying's cold illness at the Su family." ”

Yang Xuan nodded and said, "At that time, Mr.'s medicine was eaten by a dog, and I was helpless." ”

Jinghu obviously knew the inside story, and he was not surprised that Yang Xuanyan said that he was eaten by a dog, but just asked: "I have also seen Su Ying's cold disease, there is a cold source in his body, and he can't find traces at all, how did you deal with it?"

Yang Xuan glanced at him and replied, "The exercises I have cultivated are a little peculiar, and I can sense that cold qi. ”

Jinghu's eyes became more and more strange, and after he looked at Yang Xuan carefully for a while, he suddenly said, "Are you a cultivator?"

Yang Xuan didn't even show the slightest abnormality on his face, just looked at Jinghu and said, "Why does Mr. ask like this?"

Jinghu said: "I have carefully studied Su Ying's cold qi, and finally came to the conclusion that it is related to the cultivation power that has disappeared, and you can cure him rooted, then there is only this reason." ”

Yang Xuan didn't do otherwise, nodded when he heard this, and said, "What Mr. said is right, I have indeed taken the path of cultivating the truth." ”

Jinghu sighed: "The road to Xiuzhen is narrow, it has long been declined, you can go all the way to the present, it shows your talent, it is rare." ”

It was not the first time that Yang Xuan had heard someone say that the path of cultivation was narrow, and at this time, he saw Jinghu mentioning it again, so he took the opportunity to ask: "Sir, can you tell me about this matter of cultivation and martial arts." ”

Jinghu looked at him: "You don't know?"

Yang Xuan replied honestly: "I don't know yet." ”

Jinghu is not surprised, so he said: "The cultivation of the true lineage, originally a minority, its birthplace is no longer verifiable, according to historical records, probably ten thousand years ago, there are still cultivators between the stars, and there are also talented people, with immortals will be martial, do not fall behind." At that time, it was the heyday of Xiuzhen. ”

Yang Xuan listened to it with a yearning in his heart, thinking about ten thousand years ago, cultivators traveled through the universe, coming and going to the starry sky, and they were really free.

But he knew there must be something to come, so he didn't speak, but listened quietly.

Jinghu said: "Originally, the principle of cultivating truth should have prospered, but it shouldn't be, it shouldn't, and a generation of demons has emerged." ”

Doubts appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes.

Jinghu continued: "This person's name is no longer verifiable, and he claims to be Emperor Yuanxi. Originally, this Yuanxi Emperor was supposed to leave a name in history for the benefit of the entire human race, but for some reason, he suddenly went crazy, first attacked and killed the strong people of all races, slaughtered one side, and then attacked and killed the emperor of our human race at that time, Qingyao the Great, causing the emperor to be seriously injured and falling, and breaking the inheritance, which opened the prelude to the weakness of our human race for ten thousand years. ”

Jinghu couldn't help but sigh, and Yang Xuan was quite shocked when he heard it.

He didn't know there was such a secret.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Sir, Yuan Xi was the emperor back then?"

Jinghu nodded: "If you are not an emperor, how can you seriously injure my Terran Emperor?"

Without waiting for Yang Xuan to ask, he said: "However, although Yuan Xi seriously injured the emperor, he himself suffered irreversible injuries, and finally died of an explosion under the action of the emperors of all races, which can be regarded as the end of the curtain. For thousands of years after that, the cultivators were almost wiped out by the various races, and until now, although the various clans have long ceased to hunt down and kill the cultivators, they are not very welcome. ”

At this point, Yang Xuan finally understood what was going on.

Jinghu continued: "In fact, a thousand years ago, the cultivators also had a period of revival, but without exception, the highest of them reached the heavenly level, and they couldn't advance an inch, so they gradually declined again. Today, cultivators are extremely rare, almost extinct, you can go to the heaven-level realm, it is very rare, but the path of cultivation is narrow, the heaven-level is the bottleneck, and there is no road ahead. Therefore, I still have to advise you, be careful in everything, and don't end up in Yuan Xi. ”

Yang Xuan nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Sir, if you study Lin Tongfang, you just want to ......?"

Jinghu knew what he was talking about, and replied: "There is no doubt that Lin Tongfang is a martial artist, and his madness must be different from that of Emperor Yuanxi, there is no doubt about it." Besides, Emperor Yuanxi is already a figure from 10,000 years ago, and he only sees it in history books, so there is no way to explore and study it. ”

Jinghu sighed and said, "It is rumored that Emperor Yuanxi has actually reached the holy level back then, but this is impossible to verify. ”

Holy level?

Yang Xuan's eyes showed a gleam.

Jinghu didn't say anything about it anymore, and changed the subject: "So, if possible, you'd better abandon the path and follow the martial arts." ”

Mirror Lake This is a good intention, Yang Xuan naturally knows.

However, he knows by himself that it is impossible to re-cultivate martial arts.

"Thank you, sir. Yang Xuan said vaguely.

Jinghu didn't insist, nodded and said: "Since Emperor Qing Yao and Emperor Yuan Xi, the human race has never had a great emperor, so the sphere of influence has been repeatedly compressed and has become weak. ”

Hearing the name of the artifact killer, Yang Xuan took the opportunity to ask, "Sir, what is the artifact killer?"

Jinghu shook his head: "The god-killing weapon has been kept in the imperial court, how can outsiders see it? ”

Speaking of which, it's time for this topic to end.

Subsequently, Yang Xuan briefly reported the experience of the trip.

Of course, he skipped the part where he seized the heart of the emperor, and only said that when he arrived, Qu Zhouxing no longer existed.

Jinghu obviously got the news a long time ago, and after a few words of encouragement, he let Yang Xuan leave.

Back at his residence, Yang Xuan recalled Jinghu's words, and was quite fascinated by that Emperor Yuanxi in his heart, but it was doubtful why he went crazy in the end.

Could it be that he has gone mad?

Yang Xuan thought to himself.

Immediately, he put the issue aside.

Now the question is, where did the red sky go?

After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to go to the laboratory where Chikong was before to see if there were any clues.

He did it when he thought of it, so he took advantage of the night to quietly go out and walk to the laboratory.

The back of the medical office was empty and quiet at this time.

There was a murder, and this place had long been listed as a forbidden area, and no one came, which was convenient for Yang Xuan.

Pushing open the hidden door, Yang Xuan quietly entered the underground laboratory.

The laboratory was in shambles, with the original lab equipment lying on the ground, some of which had been badly deformed and covered in blood.

All kinds of medicines were scattered all over the place, and they were trampled on and lost their original appearance.

The large iron cage that once held Chikong had long since turned into a discus, as if someone had smashed it from above with brute force.

And around the cage, there were dots of dried purple and black blood, and they silently told Yang Xuan something.

Throughout the underground laboratory, there was a strange smell, but if you tried to look closely, it disappeared.

Yang Xuan spread his divine thoughts, inch by inch searcher laboratory.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped on something in the corner.