The Taoist who was asked this question gradually looked away, as if he was recalling.

After a long time, he said leisurely: "The beginning of the poor road. ”

Zhang Xuansheng felt that he had experienced too much shock today, and he was a little numb at this time.

The beginning? Is it the mythical Yuan Shi Tianzun who opened the world in the myth he saw in his previous life?

But shouldn't he be a kendo genius born in the Nine Heavens Continent?

Zhang Xuansheng carefully observed the Yuan Shi Daoist again, but found that the other party did not wear a sword, and he didn't seem to have the temperament of a sword cultivator.

Kendo does have a saying that there is no sword in the hand and a sword in the heart after reaching a certain level, but that is just a transitional realm.

A truly powerful sword cultivator, with a sword in his hand or not, there is still a big difference in strength.

He didn't know what the higher level was for the time being, but he thought that the Yuan Shi Dao people shouldn't have the feeling of sword cultivation at all.

As if he had seen through people's hearts, Yuan Shi Dao opened his mouth and explained: "Poor Dao is not the kind of fictional character you think, it may be that the legend of Poor Dao has spread to all worlds and derived myths. The young man in Jiuxiao is just the third body of the poor Dao. ”

Zhang Xuansheng seemed to understand a little, and confirmed: "Red dust refining heart? ”

This is the statement he heard from the people of the Five Elements Dao.

"That's kind of what it means."

Yuan Shi Dao nodded.

Zhang Xuansheng was about to continue asking, but suddenly noticed a factor he had just ignored, that is, the Yuan Shi Dao seemed to be able to see through his inner thoughts, and the other party had just mentioned "the kind of fictional character you think"

This means that the other party may have seen through the identity of his traverser, but the other party's calm attitude seemed to be completely unsurprised, which made him puzzled.

"It's not that the poor way is rude, this is the way I am deducing now, listen to the voice of all things, with your luck, if you really don't want the poor way to see your heart, the poor way can't hear it."

Yuan Shi Daoren smiled and said, meaning to let Zhang Xuansheng not be angry.

"Did you get us here?"

Zhang Xuansheng asked the biggest doubt in his heart, the other party seemed to know everything, and the cultivation was a means to reach the sky, could it be that the crossing between himself and other people was made by the Yuan Shi Dao people?

Who knew that the Yuan Shi Dao people shook their heads and said: "This matter is not the work of the poor Dao, I can calculate the reason why you are here, but I can't tell you now." ”

Zhang Xuansheng was a little depressed, these people can't talk well, they always have to play dumb riddles.

"So why didn't the seniors help Jiuxiao at that time? Maybe the predecessors were not born in the Nine Heavens, but when they always returned to Hongchen to refine their hearts, they also had a share of incense, right? ”

Zhang Xuansheng wondered.

Yuan Shi Dao Ren sighed and said: "Poor Dao is not really invincible as you imagined, it was dragged back at that time, and even now, it is not the Poor Dao deity who is talking to you. ”

"Dragged on? Is it some other powerful creature in that weird world, fighting with their predecessors? ”

Zhang Xuansheng asked, curious about the unknown realm of the strong.

"A weird world? Is that what you call Them? Haha, that's appropriate. Yuan Shi Daoren laughed, and then continued: "You don't need to know the situation on my side now, you just need to concentrate on what is in front of you." ”

Zhang Xuansheng was silent, the other party thought that his strength was low, and looking at the meaning of Yuan Shidao's words, the weird world should have a more formal name, perhaps involving its original origin.

"I'm running out of time, and I can answer you one last question."

Yuan Shi Daoist raised his head, his fingers moved slightly, and then said.

Zhang Xuansheng thought about it, and no longer asked anything else out of curiosity, only asked the most urgent thing at the moment, and it was also the thing he needed to affirm: "Regarding this Heaven and Earth Tribulation, how should the Nine Heavens World survive?" ”

Yuan Shi Daoren picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, spit out a breath of white air, and said: "You don't have a fixed number in your heart, just do what you want, your luck has always been good, and you will succeed." ”

After that, the white breath exhaled by the Yuan Shi Dao man swelled more and more, and he gradually dissolved into the ethereal and disappeared.

Zhang Xuansheng said in his heart, what kind of answer is this? He thought there would be a better solution.

"Don't you take a sip? This tea is very good. ”

It was the last sound to echo in the air.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the teacup in his hand, obviously it had been a long time since the conversation, but the tea in it was still not cold, and it strangely maintained the most suitable temperature for drinking.

He raised his hand and drank the tea directly, and the posture did not look like he was tasting tea at all.

Without him, I just talked for a while, thirsty.

After drinking the tea, he seemed to feel that his mind was much clearer, and the depression and irritability in his heart before were all swept away.

And it seems that he secretly feels that some of his qualifications have been changed, but he can't confirm it now.

Zhang Xuansheng raised his head, looked at the dome of the wooden house, and muttered, "The supreme taboo exists? Isn't he just an old man who loves to play sharp? ”

………………

In the Nine Heavens World, two years and nine months have passed since Zhang Xuansheng's retreat.

The invasion of strange laws is getting faster and faster, from mortals to those monks who draw qi and gather spirits.

Recently, there has been a phenomenon where the cultivators of the God Refining Realm have begun to be eroded.

The entire continent was dead, and many monks were in a state of panic, some of whom seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate, waiting for the reward of the final calamity.

Some Tianjiao are unwilling to admit defeat, and they are also working hard to improve their cultivation in the last time.

This is the same even for Mo Yinwu in the upper realm.

After he broke through to the fairyland, he found that some of the power of the blood in his body gradually awakened, and with the perception in Jiuxiao OL, the realm improvement can be described as a thousand miles in a day.

At this time, he was standing on the top of a mountain in the Heavenly Snake Dynasty, his expression was rare and very serious, and there was a bit of anxiety in his eyes.

A few years have passed, and he is no longer the boy who loves to lick dogs on the fairy net, and has become a game coach admired by many gods.

The strength in reality has also reached the Immortal Venerable Realm, and this kind of achievement is something that his father couldn't have imagined before.

But he wasn't very happy, but he missed the days when he chatted and farted with his junior brother in the Divine Sealed Gate, and studied the ingredients that would taste better.

I have nothing to do in the water stickers on the fairy net, with a rhythm, and a group of people on the line.

It's boring, but it's not a nuisance.

He knew that the Heaven and Earth Tribulation was about to come in the Nine Heavens World, and he had visited several major forces, wanting to ask the other party's immortal king to help the lower realm.

But they were all rejected, although he is very important to many forces to cultivate talents, but as the saying goes, teach the apprentice, starve the master.

Today, his role is no longer as obvious as it was back then, everyone just gives him some face, maybe he is still needed for some copies of the wasteland.

"Paige, you're here."

Mo Yanwu said lightly.