"Tuoba Junhong........." After hearing the man say his last name, Tu Lintian visibly paused for a moment, as if he was remembering something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

When he first came here and heard the voice of this man with different colors and heavy eyes, many memories that did not belong to him poured into his mind. But these memories, like dreams, were very clear at the time, but now, these memories gradually began to dissipate, making him gradually begin to forget the point of them, and even whether these memories ever existed, Tu Lintian is no longer so certain.

Even if the moment when the memory appeared, because of the extremely large amount of information, in fact, I didn't remember much, and because I was in a completely unknown place, there were completely unknown people in front of me, and I couldn't carefully recall and remember those memories for the first time, so I may have simply written down a few surnames.

I don't know if the three surnames I learned at the beginning were unfortunate or lucky, and now I only remember the surname Tuoba in the sky.

However, it didn't matter to him, because he knew that he was just a dying person, no matter what kind of divine weapon he suddenly obtained, or what kind of internal strength essence, or what immortal treasure was hidden, at this moment, it seemed worthless.

"Although the surname Tuoba has never been seen in the Yihuo Realm, nor has I ever known or seen anyone with this surname in the Upper Realm, the younger generations have heard of this name. Although he knew that his life was short, he finally did not choose to let himself disappear in silence, but said to the man with different colors and heavy eyes.

In Tu Lintian's opinion, the two of them can have a relationship before they die, which is fate, if there is anything he can do to help this man, he does not want to hide anything.

"Is this true?, where is it?" Hearing Tu Lintian's words, although there was unconcealable excitement on the face of the man with different colors and heavy pupils, he did not fully believe Tu Lintian's words.

Because, just by the man's vision, it can be judged that the cultivation of the vision of the heavens is not in the stream, and it can be said that it is not even as good as the level of his slave in life, and the level is too much worse. I don't know how long I have been trapped in this place, but the outside world is a vicissitudes of life, the times have changed, if that era ends with the demise of his own generation, those descendants of the surname, I am afraid that the human race of this level like Tu Lintian, will not know a little bit at all.

What's more, according to the oral account of the people in front of him before his death, his hometown was even in the stage of internal and external troubles, and was in the stage of being invaded and attacked by foreigners.

The man with heterochromatic double pupils has been trapped here for too long, of course, in these countless years, there have naturally been many people who have given him hope, but these hopes are just a faint light of candles, which will be extinguished no matter what. And those candlelight tears will not disappear, slowly accumulate, and become the root of despair in this man's heart.

But since the person in front of him said this, he was still unwilling to give up easily no matter what.

"I'm ashamed," he said, shaking his head, he didn't know if his actions were correct, giving a faint glimmer of hope to a man who had been trapped in the darkness for millions of years, but he didn't have much of a definite message.

Originally, when the younger generation was still in the outside world, they didn't know about these things at all. ”

But since the younger generation came here, for some reason, the moment I heard the voice of the senior, many memories suddenly came to my mind. ”

"It's just that these memories have become too vague now, and the younger generations only remember the surname Tuoba, and the rest is nothing left. Tu Lintian said.

"You didn't have these memories in the first place, but they suddenly appeared after hearing my words?" The man sighed in his heart when he heard this ambiguous answer, knowing that he couldn't get the answer he wanted, but he still pressed on, trying to learn more.

"It's true, it's true. Tu Lintian nodded, and said so, although even he himself didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know who this memory belonged to, but the "fruit" of getting this memory was the "cause" given by seeing this man with different colors and heavy pupils, although he didn't have a long life, he still wanted to know the truth.

"It's ....... The surname Tuoba you learned was actually derived from the memories you had obtained?How is this possible?" the heterochromatic man with heavy eyes obviously couldn't accept this fact for a moment, and he muttered to himself in place.

In fact, the surname "Tuoba", even in the upper realm, is very difficult to see, almost invisible, this is a kind of taboo, it is a taboo recognized by the rulers of the upper realm, which also leads to the fact that no matter how many years have passed, the same surname in the mouths of the two people is very likely to be the same bloodline.

Even if you take 10,000 steps back, it will all come from the same bloodline, and it will be more or less related.

This is the news that the man with different colors and heavy eyes wants to get the most.

Although I don't know if the descendants of the surname Tuoba are still living in the world where Tu Lintian exists, since this kind of memory can suddenly appear in Tu Lintian's mind, it means that Tu Lintian is at least related to that surname.

This is not to say that Tulintian may be the descendant of the Tuoba surname, but only that there may be some connection between the two.

The man with heterochromatic double pupils had been trapped here for too long, so he naturally knew everything here, and he knew that the memory that suddenly appeared in Tu Lintian's mind was not something that belonged to this place, but something connection between the two of them.

But the man with different colors and heavy pupils couldn't sense any extraordinary bloodline from Tu Lintian's body, Tu Lintian was just an ordinary man in his eyes, and his heels were just like that, and he didn't have any special bloodline.

Although Tu Lintian's body is not here, no matter what form he takes to this place, even if there is only a trace of soul light, the man with different colors and heavy pupils can feel that in Tu Lintian's bloodline, even if it is inconspicuous, but no matter how the man investigates, he has not found this existence.

The man with different colors and heavy pupils looked at Tu Lintian's face, his eyes were like torches, and in the pupils of different colors, it was like hiding two fairy swords, no matter how dirty his soul was, under his gaze, he could not hide any secrets.

But Tu Lintian's soul is very clear, not that he is very simple, but what he said when he was about to die is true, and there is no half-concealment.

If that was the case, the man was even more confused.

"Could it be that after such a long time, the descendants of the ancient clan's bloodline, has the ancient blood been diluted to this extent........." The man with heterochromatic heavy pupils muttered to himself, now, he thought that Tu Lintian was the descendant of one of the five ancient clans, but if this was the case, the degree of dilution of this ancient blood was too much, which greatly exceeded his own expectations.

"If this person is not a descendant of the ancient clan, how can the memories that appear in his mind be explained, how can he have the same memories as mine? The man with heterochromatic heavy pupils muttered to himself, he still couldn't believe that even if the five ancient clans were wiped out, the ancient blood in the blood of their descendants would not be diluted to such an extent, no matter how the outside world changed, there must be at least one drop of ancient blood in the blood of those descendants, there is no doubt about it.

"................" No matter what the man with different colors and heavy eyes thinks, this is not a problem he can think of, even if he is in this wasteland, he is not omnipotent, but it has come to this, he can't casually watch Tu Lintian die in front of his eyes, indifferent.

After waiting for so long, he finally waited for a glimmer of hope, and he couldn't let it go easily.

If that were the case, he would have to turn to someone here for help in order to find out the reason why he had gained the memories in his mind.

"I alone cannot figure out why you have this memory, but this memory you have obtained is very important to me, and for now, to take you to my old man, only he can know the truth of all this. The man with heterochromatic eyes said.

"Old man?" Tu Lintian wondered, in this way, is there anyone else in this wasteland?

"Senior, I don't know, what kind of place is this wasteland?" asked Tu Lintian.

All of this was really unusual, although he may have come here through the medium of the Heavenly Golden Sword, but he had never heard of such a place in this world.

Since his soul light was shattered, and some of the remaining ones came here, he felt as if he had come to another world, as if he had seen a prehistoric person, everything was so unreal, but so real, that he couldn't believe it at the same time, but he was convinced.

Tianjin Sword, what kind of secret is still hidden?

"What ......... here," the man said after a moment's silence.

"This place, for me, is a cage that can imprison me here forever and indefinitely, and I will never be able to live beyond it. But," he paused, as if to reflect on something, and continued, "for others, it can be said that there is no place more suitable for survival than them. ”

"It's called .........."

"Immortal Tomb of the Immortal Pill. ”