"There are not many young people today who can have the strength of yours, and they are not even inferior to those of ancient times. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The voice of the old man's vicissitudes sounded, as if it came from the ancient times, and it seemed to have a trace of ancient charm.

"I don't dare to compare with the sages, after all, I am still a person of this era, and I should still maintain the necessary respect for the ancestors."

A glimmer of light flashed in Wu Tian's eyes and he said slowly, his tone was very flat, giving people the feeling that although he respected you as a senior, it was nothing more.

"Young man with personality, I don't know if you want to listen to an old man tell a story."

The old man's voice sounded, and he motioned to sit down, because the young man in front of him had the same strength as him.

"I want to hear about it."

Wu Tian's eyes condensed slightly, and then he stepped forward and sat directly on the stone bench.

After Wu Tian sat down, some illusory stone benches turned into real objects, as if they suddenly came to life.

However, Wu Tian was not surprised by this, because it was not uncommon for the existence of at least the Yasheng in front of him to have such a means.

There is a specialization in the arts, and it is the same above the holy path, a person has only one holy path at most, although there is no rule for this, but it is silently so.

Wu Tian hadn't thought that far ahead, because he had the power of Dusk with the Yellow Spring Avenue, but he also had his own path, so he had more choices.

However, after thinking of this, Wu Tian didn't think about it anymore, because the old man's voice had already sounded.

"I don't know how many years ago, there was nothing in the world, and then there were human beings, and there was also civilization, and at that time, everyone was still in a place of ignorance."

"And at that time, there was a theory of the ancestor of humanity, and if you become the ancestor, you can become a saint, the emperors fought, and countless living beings were killed and injured, and all the world lived in a dire situation."

"But not everyone likes this, some people who like seclusion and peace form a tribe, and from the beginning of the nobody care, gradually become the largest tribe."

.......

The old man seemed to have fallen into a deep memory and continued, and a picture gradually appeared in Wu Tian's mind.

"Is this the time of the ancients?!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Wu Tian's eyes and he thought silently, but at the same time, he was secretly shocked in his heart, this old man's identity may be greater than he imagined.

"However, because of the strength of the tribe, after all, it was still feared by many forces, and in the end, the leader Gu had to move the tribe far away."

"Because of the distance from the Central Plains, although the tribe has lived a comfortable life, it finally lacks a strong spirit."

"The Central Plains region is not the opposite, because of the conquest, countless Tianjiao have stood out from it, and even their strength has begun to surpass."

"When the final decisive battle begins, even the tribes on one side have not been spared, and they still have to choose one side to join after all."

"When that battle came down, the tribe was defeated, and there were basically some old and young people who were sick and disabled, but fortunately, because of this, no forces paid attention here."

.....

After speaking this, the old man paused, and there was an inexplicable emotion around him, as if a kind of sadness was spreading.

Wu Tian's eyes froze slightly, because he knew that he seemed to be about to talk about the key point, about the origin of this secret realm and the identity of the owner of the mausoleum.

"And during this period, a young man in the tribe began to show his edge, overpowering his peers and becoming the leader of the tribe."

"While everyone was expecting this leader to regain his former glory, the ancient catastrophe also came, and it was the last battle of the ancient period."

"At the end of ancient times, the heavens and the earth changed dramatically, the providence was dormant, and the catastrophe was a foreign invasion from the outside world."

.....

After saying this, the old man didn't continue, and directly put a piece of information into Wu Tian's mind.

Wu Tian did not refuse, and slowly closed his eyes after receiving the information, and then a young man's figure appeared in his mind.

The young man grew up in the war step by step, and his cultivation came to the level of a sub-saint, and he was only one step away from having the strength of a saint, but at this time, a strong saint of an alien race came.

There are no words, because the two have the original opposite, and the fact that the Yasheng confronts the saint, which many people can't accomplish, actually let this young man complete.

Because he has no reason to escape, there were no saints in the human race in ancient times, and alternative sanctification, this is the limit that the young man has reached.

In the end, the alien race was wiped out, and this young man also became the king of the tribe, and was also recognized by various forces at the time as the name of the ancient king, but the boy's life did not change as usual.

It wasn't until three years later that this ancient king couldn't resist the sanctions of fate after all, and he fell, and it was already the limit to be able to be an alternative war saint.

And to be able to bury the saint must have used the means of silence, and because of the silence of this ancient king, there was this secret realm.

The picture in his mind can also clearly know that countless forces have come here to worship, but after all, with the passage of time, the legend about this peerless king has also been lost.

If it weren't for the existence of this secret realm, I'm afraid that there would have been no records of these ancient eras, and even Wu Tian would never have imagined that there was a hidden existence of a war saint here.

After attracting all the information, a trace of complexity flashed in Wu Tian's eyes, thinking that he also had some understanding of this mausoleum.

Five of the roads lead to the last five places, corresponding to the sites of spring, autumn and winter, while the last road leads to the main mausoleum.

And the old man in front of him is the guardian of the Spring Field, one of the four great generals under the ancient throne before his death, and he has the strength of a sub-saint.

It's just that after thinking of this, Wu Tian's brows furrowed, because he seemed to have discovered something wrong, the old man in front of him was the words of the Holy Spirit.

Then it should still be using the rules of the Holy Dao, why was it not discovered by the will of the world, because he clearly felt the traces of the old man's action in front of him.

"Are you wondering why this place is being investigated by the will of the world?"

At this time, Wu Tian's doubts seemed to be known to the old man, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

"I don't know if the seniors can advise!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Wu Tian's eyes and he said slowly, with a hint of respect in his tone, anyway, the combined age of his two lives is not enough for a fraction of others.

So it's not a loss to scream, because this issue is very important to him.