The old man sighed, his eyes staring at Wang Yan, and his tone was extremely solemn.

"I'll tell you everything you want to know, but I have a request, and I hope you agree!"

"Within my ability, I will definitely do my best."

seemed to be infected by the old man's emotions, and Wang Yan's attitude also became correct.

"That's good!"

Hearing Wang Yan's words, the old man nodded heavily.

Then the smile on his face was replaced by seriousness, "How much more do you have this kind of wine?" Give me a few more whole bottles! ”

“？？？”

The old man's words made Wang Yan feel as if a large group of grass and mud horses were galloping past, and his nose was almost crooked.

"Here you go, all to you! Satisfied."

Taking out all the wine in the empty ring, Wang Yan said angrily.

"Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied!"

Seeing that the table was full of white wine, the old man's happy face almost bloomed, and he quickly hugged the wine in his arms.

"Tell me what's going on, or you won't even think about it with a bottle of wine!"

The depressed Wang Yan threatened.

"Huh? What question did you just ask me? ”

"You're on horseback!"

The old man's words came into his ears, and the angry Wang Yan almost blew up his head. Waving his hand to put away all the wine on the table, Wang Yan looked at the old man, and suddenly wanted to draw his sword and kill him in his heart.

"It's me wrong, it's me wrong. If you ask again, I'll tell you everything. ”

Seeing that the dozens of bottles of liquor on the table suddenly disappeared, the old man suddenly became anxious.

"Answer my question honestly, and if I'm satisfied, I'll give you all the wine just now!"

Wang Yan looked at the old man and said proudly.

"Good, good! You hurry up and ask"

"What is the Primordial Demonic Qi? What does it do? Who are you? ”

Seeing the old man's well-behaved appearance, Wang Yan calmed down and said.

"Origin Demonic Qi? Before I go any further, I'll tell you a story. ”

The old man paused, as if reminiscing. "It is said that in ancient times, there was a very peculiar creature. They do not cultivate divine power, true qi, and spiritual energy, but break their own shackles in the constant wandering of life and death, and eventually become god-like beings.

It is said that this kind of person will undergo a transformation every time he breaks free from the shackles on his body, and when he breaks free from the shackles for the fourth time, he directly has the power of immortals. As for the Primordial Demonic Qi, it is the magical power of this kind of cultivator's soul after transformation. This kind of thing can touch the deepest part of the soul, but I don't know what it is, it varies from person to person. ”

Hearing the old man's explanation, Wang Yan suddenly became excited. Isn't this strange cultivation system he said just a gene lock? As for the so-called Origin Demon Qi, it should be the remnants of the inner demons, so it can touch the things in the depths of the soul.

"It seems that the appearance of the cadre should be related to the origin demonic qi."

Wang Yan thought in his heart, the cadre had long been corrupted by the power of the Heavenly Demon Mine.

After feeding the sword with his body, he became the embodiment of demonic energy. And when he was killed by Wang Yan, the suppressed goodness in his heart was released, so he met Wang Yan in the past.

After explaining the Origin Demonic Qi, the old man said, "As for me, I'm just a poor old man who doesn't know where he came from or where he's going. ”

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Yan's calm mood almost stirred again.

Who am I? Where am I from? Where are you going?

These are the three major philosophical questions that plague the world. Its level of difficulty can be compared to the question "What do you eat in the morning?" "What do you have for lunch?" "What else is there at night?" These three global problems are on a par.

Countless old people can't figure it out, let alone Wang Yan, who is only in his twenties?

"Speak human words!"

Resisting the urge to beat the old man to death with a punch, Wang Yan said coldly.

"Well, in fact I'm a Formation Spirit. Do you understand what I mean? It is the soul born in the formation. ”

The old man explained to Wang Yan.

"Array Spirit?"

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Yan took a closer look, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.

The creatures born from artifacts are either beautiful, handsome, or cute. But what do you mean by this old man?

As if he knew what Wang Yan was thinking, the old man said: "The image of the old man looks even wiser!" Sagacious! Did you know? ”

"Oh! Sagacious! ”

Wang Yan deliberately lengthened his tone, and the expression on his face was even more weird.

"Your uncle! I've seen you twice, and I was almost killed by you! ”

The old man was visibly angry. After snorting coldly, he turned around to look in the other direction and no longer paid attention to Wang Yan.

"What kind of array spirit are you? Why didn't you speak? ”

Wang Yan asked a few words, but the old man was just angry and still didn't say a word. Seeing this situation, Wang Yan laughed in his heart, and then took out a bottle of liquor from the empty ring and opened it.

"Oh, it smells so good! This kind of wine should only be in the sky, and it is rare to smell it in the world! ”

Wang Yan's exaggerated expression failed to impress the old man, but the aroma of wine made him unable to help but be moved.

"You're bullying me an old man, is it interesting?"

The old man said angrily to Wang Yan, but his eyes unconsciously moved towards the wine bottle.

"Respecting the old and loving the young is a Chinese virtue, I am really a pure and kind good child!"

Wang Yan said a word, and then handed the wine bottle to the old man. The old man snorted, and his expression finally softened.

"It's good wine."

The old man sighed and said, "My body is actually a formation, recording more than 10,000 basic formations. Originally, it was used to impart formation knowledge, but I didn't know what was going on, and I suddenly appeared. Hey, boy, say nice things to the old man, and I'll give you a quick tap of my finger and you'll benefit immensely. ”

"Oh? Is it? ”

Wang Yan kept stroking the wine bottle as he spoke, squinting his eyes and saying.

"Who are the two of us! What do you want to learn? I'll teach you! ”

Seeing the wine in Wang Yan's hand, the old man's attitude immediately changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and he said very familiarly.

"What's hidden in the City of No Tears?"

He was not interested in talking nonsense with the old man, but asked very seriously.

"There's an Adversary, or something more terrifying than the Adversary."

Seeing that Wang Yan became serious, the old man's expression became very serious. "The Origin Demonic Qi has eroded their souls, and as the Demonic Qi erodes, their power becomes even more terrifying. My job is to keep an eye on them and not let them out. As for elimination, my power is limited. ”

"What about the city without tears filled with mist? And what is going on in the city without tears where one night is? ”

Wang Yan asked with a frown.

"I created a buffer between the past and the present, partly to prevent them from meeting, and partly because I was so lonely."

When the old man said this, his face suddenly turned from white to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black.