It should be impressed, and it was blackmailed by the world's top powerhouses, and it was naturally impressive.

Lin Hu looked at the giant dragon that covered the sky and the sun in Fan Moyun's memory, and was also a little speechless.

This guy is even more awesome than himself.

At most, he is catching a sheep.

She is the big one, and the small one is not spared.

Looking at the candle dragon in Fan Moyun's memory, Lin Hu suddenly remembered the fox called Hu Yan.

The nine-tailed fox that covers the sky.

He is also the top demon in this secret realm world, what does he look like?

Countless thunderbolts fell from the sky and slashed towards Fan Qingfeng.

Fan Moyun looked at the master who was crossing the tribulation with worry, and watched the thunderbolts fall on the top of the master's head.

A deep sense of worry emanated from the memory.

Lin Hu was silent for a few seconds, feeling that ghosts remember such things.

It's better to see less in the future.

It doesn't matter if you're a ghost with low strength.

But like this, an immortal cultivator with a very high level and who has lived for hundreds of years before and after.

His memory still had a great impact on Lin Hu.

If you look at so many more, I'm afraid it's not schizophrenic.

But his master still survived the catastrophe of ascending immortals, despite the ferocity of thunder.

Despite the bruises, he finally got through it.

Lin Hu looked at the old man intently, and the main play was coming.

Let this king see what the legendary upper realm looks like.

A huge spatial crack cracked in the sky, and Fan Moyun raised his head high and looked at the world inside the crack.

There the colorful phoenixes are flying, the green luans are soaring, and the breath on each body is bigger than the candle dragon around them.

But Lin Hu looked at these and had a very strange feeling.

I think about it, but I can't think of it.

What I saw from my memory carried Fan Moyun's subjective feelings.

You can't use the system to gain insight into these things.

Moreover, even if you are at the scene, you may not be able to see it.

Because, this thing has a distance limit.

continued to scroll down through his memory, but saw Fan Moyun, a cultivation maniac, since his master left.

I kept cultivating, cultivating, and cultivating.

Even colored pictures are rare, and there are only a few poses that are turned over and over.

Lin Hu was speechless.

Compared with the excitement of the outside world, the natives of the secret world can only sigh with emotion.

Moreover, compared to the awakened people who go shopping and sing K every day in the outside world, the immortal cultivators in this secret realm.

Life is much more monotonous and hard.

Constant penance, endless retreats, nothing else.

However, after constantly flipping through the pages, Lin Hu finally found something slightly interesting.

With a pair of hands pushing the thick stone door open. Fan Moyun finally walked out of Baiyun Peak's secret room.

He was stuck in a bottleneck......

Lin Hu also let out a long breath.

I'm tired.

More than 100 years of memory, who knows what I have been through?

A tall white attic covered with countless strange patterns.

Lin Hu learned from Fan Moyun's memory that this was the Library Pavilion.

And those patterns are formation runes.

Although Lin Hu complained about the immortal cultivators in this world, they were all natives who had never seen the world, and there were only a few postures that turned over and over.

But they still have a lot of fun things, such as magic weapons, such as formations.

Fan Moyun put the token at the door, and the attic slowly opened.

A raunchy old man was sitting on a chaise longue at the door of the attic, and a child was sweeping the dust in the attic with a broom.

There was no old man, and no one cleaned up the dust.

The jade slips on the bookshelves are neatly arranged, from the ground to the wall, from the bookshelves to the jade slips, all engraved with runes of large or small.

There is defense, there is attack, there is banning, there is dusting, there is ventilation, there is identification, everything is available.

It can be called a fully automatic multi-functional library.

Lin Hu's heart moved, and he had the idea of going back like this.

What a hassle you can save!

The two little tigers no longer have to worry about defecating in the open and are beaten by a mixed male and female double.

Lao Shu doesn't have to worry about hair loss, and he doesn't have to take a bath every day.

Perfect!

Fan Moyun walked towards the bookshelf.

Lin Hu began to look at it seriously, although there were many useful things in Fan Moyun's memory.

But as I got deeper and deeper, I became more and more confused.

For example, what the hell are the ruins, such as why don't the candle dragon and the fox survive the catastrophe of the immortals.

There may have been a lot of things related to these in his previous memories.

But an immortal cultivator who has practiced for hundreds of years, his memory is too huge, and it is impossible for Lin Hu to read it bit by bit.

You can only choose the more impressive memories, and if you see something more similar, just take a look.

It's a pity that the ghost's memory reading doesn't have a search function like Penguin's chat history.

Otherwise, hit a ruin, and all of them will come out.

Wouldn't it save time, effort and worry?

Fan Moyun stretched out his hand and took down a jade slip on the bookshelf, on which there were several fonts of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, like insects and birds, but they were natural, with an inexplicable charm in them.

But Lin Hu didn't care about this, what he cared about was that he didn't know these ghost-drawn characters.

But fortunately, Fan Moyun knows each other.

Therefore, Lin Hu also understood what these words were written.

Izumo sect, Chronicles of Human Geography.

Lin Hu: ............

You're in such a tall font, why don't you give me a personal chronicle!

Fan Moyun did not put the jade slip on his forehead as Lin Hu imagined, and then probed into the spiritual sense.

Instead, he opened the jade slip, and as he recited the candle dragon, a font began to appear on the jade slip.

With its own search function, Lin Hu was suddenly a little entangled!

Candle nine yin

6,700 years ago, the sun was unknown, the world was dark, a beast with the body of a snake descended from the sky, and the body turned into a mountain range, stretching in the northern Xinjiang, its length was 1,800 miles.

Lin Hu: ............

He thought of the huge Luo Luo, compared to this candle dragon that was more than 1,800 miles long.

He's just a kitten again.

However, where did these bigwigs come from?

5,400 years ago, there were dragons and snakes infesting the northern frontier, calling themselves the candle dragon Jiuyin.

Lin Hu fell into deep thought, this guy, could it be that he is also reincarnated like a monkey?

However, if it's reincarnation, this guy has been reincarnated for more than 5,000 years now, and he's a bit perverted!

5,300 years ago, there was a demon clan attacking the pillar of the world, and all the immortal venerables of the various factions died, and the pillar of the world was the territory of the demons, prohibiting all living people.

This is very interesting, not long after he was reincarnated, he took the demon clan to Tianzhu Peak.

Sure enough, everything was as I expected.

There must be secrets here, but ......

Hang me out!

I'm just curious, it's fun to watch!

It's not because I'm afraid of you, an old monster of more than 5,000 years!