Chapter 192: The Identity of an Ancient Man

Hearing Chen Hao's words, coupled with Chen Hao's fearless expression at this time, the man in the Confucian shirt gritted his teeth and squeaked, eager to bite off Chen Hao's neck, and he didn't know how long the wind blew before he lowered his head in frustration.

"How did you find out that I was imprisoned in this broken pavilion?" A muffled voice came.

After hearing this, Chen Hao smiled dumbly and said, "You told me yourself." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt tilted his head and wondered, "How did I tell you?" ”

Chen Hao pointed to the position he was standing outside the pavilion just now and said, "A dignified Yuanying monk would actually invite a foundation building monk he didn't know to drink tea?" Isn't it strange? And it was invited to the pavilion, and the most important thing was that an ancient monk was drinking tea in the pavilion for some reason??? ”

Chen Hao noticed the abnormality at the first sight of the man.

The man in the Confucian shirt was stunned when he heard this, and then pulled the hair of his temples to the back of his head, his face seemed to be hundreds of years of vicissitudes in an instant, and he smiled bitterly: "That's right, a dignified infant monk would actually pour himself a drink in the pavilion?" Where in the world can you go? ”

"I think I've been imprisoned in this broken pavilion for so long that my head is numb?" The man in the Confucian shirt laughed to himself.

Chen Hao shook his head and asked, "Senior, how many years have you been imprisoned here?"

"How many years? I don't know! The pavilion is a cage that cannot be seen except around the pavilion. The man in the shirt smiled bitterly.

Chen Hao smacked his tongue and said, "Does the senior still remember his name and birthday?"

"Birthday? Name? This is a bit old, let me think about it! ”

He was stunned for a moment, covered his head and thought carefully! Looking at the expression, nothing was found.

Big brother, you don't even know your name, do you?

Chen Hao looked at him a little speechlessly.

It took about a few minutes!

The man in the Confucian shirt shook his head and sighed, "It's been too long, I can't remember."

Chen Hao shook his head and continued to ask.

"And what do you remember?" Chen Hao said weakly.

The man was stunned, and then shook his head as always, and Chen Hao suddenly felt like he was beeping a dog.

"Senior, you don't remember anything, so you always remember who imprisoned you here, right?" Chen Hao said with the last glimmer of hope.

Hearing this, the man touched his head and said: "The person who imprisoned me, I remember as if it was a good friend of mine, he imprisoned me here as if he was waiting for something, but the memory is too vague, I don't know if it's true!"

Chen Hao was surprised: "I was imprisoned here by my good friend just to wait?"

The man in the Confucian shirt said, "It seems to be!"

Chen Hao suddenly looked at the man carefully and said, "Don't resist!" , and then summoned a wisp of spiritual consciousness from his mind, and flicked it into his forehead.

As soon as a ray of light touched the man's forehead, a red light came out of his forehead and bounced away.

"Sure enough!" Chen Hao seemed to have expected it, and casually took the spiritual sense back into his mind.

"You used a spell just now? I didn't reverse

Resistant? The man in the shirt said strangely.

Chen Hao glanced at him and said with a smile: "I know you didn't resist, and I probably understand the reason for your amnesia."

The man in the Confucian shirt was suddenly surprised: "What is the reason?"

"The reason is that your friend not only imprisoned you here, but also sealed your memories! It's just that now the seal has been too long and some are loose, so you'll have some memories. ”

Chen Hao looked at the man in the Confucian shirt with a look of surprise on his face.

The man was silent for a long time before he said, "No wonder I don't remember anything before, even myself, is there a way to break the seal?"

Chen Hao waved his hands and said helplessly: "You can't solve it yourself, how can I have a way?"

The man's face was full of regret and said, "Have I been like this all my life?"

"Actually! I have a way to get you away. Chen Hao said a little shyly.

The man in the Confucian shirt was pleasantly surprised: "Little friend, then you can try it!"

Chen Hao took a deep breath, and then put his hand on the corner of the gazebo.

"Sumeru Realm!"

I saw Chen Hao disappear in front of the man's eyes out of thin air, and then he appeared again, making the man puzzled.

"Could it be that this is a legendary space spell?"

Chen Hao smiled bitterly: "I can't help it, I originally planned to use that space to take you away, but it seems that this pavilion is not simple!"

He looked at this ordinary black pavilion with a look of amazement, and just when he was carrying this pavilion just now, a huge force instantly bounced Chen Hao away, as if he knew that someone was moving it.

Seeing Chen Hao wandering around the pavilion, he seemed to be thinking about something, and the man in the Confucian shirt was also wandering around the pavilion, very eager for Chen Hao to find something.

However, Chen Hao finally shook his head and sighed, and the man in the Confucian shirt suddenly sat on the stone bench and stopped talking, which made Chen Hao smile bitterly.

"Ahem, ahem, you two don't fiddle with it, even if you try to move this pavilion by all means!" An old voice came from the pavilion.

Chen Hao looked at the pavilion as if he was facing a great enemy, and the man in the Confucian shirt was even more vigilant and ready for battle.

"Don't be nervous, boy Chen Hao, Lin Ruoxu!" The old voice said!

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao was puzzled: "How do you know that my name is Chen Hao?"

The man in the Confucian shirt pointed at himself and said, "Lin Ruoxu? So familiar, so familiar, am I called Lin Ruoxu? He looked up at the empty pavilion.

In this ordinary four-corner pavilion, the old voice came again: "That's right, Lin Ruoxu, and Chen Hao's kid come in, I am the instrument spirit of this pavilion!" ”

When Chen Hao heard this, he walked into the four-corner pavilion with vigilance and glanced at Lin Ruoxu, who also shook his head with a wry smile.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions, I won't hurt you!" The old man's voice was soft, but more lonely.

Chen Hao was puzzled: "But how do you know my name?" I have to be just in case. ”

"You are as cunning as that guy Chen Yingtian, you really deserve to be the descendant of that guy!" The old voice scolded with a smile.

Hearing this, Chen Hao was shocked and said, "Are you the magic weapon left by the ancestor?" ”

"No, I didn't leave it by Chen Yingtian, but by one of the ancestors of your Chen family, but about this memory, it seems that it was cut off by this ancestor of the Chen family." The machine spirit denied.

Chen Hao was completely dumbfounded, Chen Yingtian was long enough for him, but this machine spirit was even older than Chen Yingtian, and Chen Hao couldn't help but feel a little numb in his scalp.

The machine spirit seemed to feel Chen Hao's uneasiness and said: "I think that when Chen Yingtian's kid saw me for the first time, he was also frightened, but in the end he still believed my words, without me, the little guy may not know how many detours he has to take?" He spoke with pride.

Hearing this, Chen Hao gradually let down his vigilance, because the other party did know Chen Yingtian, and the book left by Chen Yingtian also recorded a special elder, but it was just taken aside.

Chen Hao said respectfully: "Junior Chen Hao greets the seniors of the Wufei Lamp!" He bowed to the black stone table.

Lin Ruoxu was suddenly puzzled: "Isn't this a pavilion?" Why do you call it a no-nonsense senior? Are you calling it wrong? He looked at Chen Hao with a puzzled face.

Chen Hao smiled bitterly and said: "The predecessor of the Wufu Lantern is this pavilion, I am not mistaken. ”

This is the old voice sighed: "The name of the Wufu Lantern has been around for a long time, and almost everyone who knows it has died of old age and turned into ashes, and they all told that guy not to remember me, it seems that Chen Yingtian's guy still recorded me." ”

Chen Hao bowed his head slightly and smiled: "The ancestor of the Wufei Lantern is the most respected elder of my Chen family, and the ancestor will naturally not let future generations forget, so please forgive me." ”

"Hahaha....."

Wufu Deng laughed and said: "You kid is really the descendant of that guy, even the sycophants are exactly the same, if Chen Yingtian's guy sees it, his face may be red." ”

Chen Hao didn't dare to talk about the rights and wrongs of the ancestor Chen Yingtian, this is cause and effect, even if it is his own ancestor, maybe he will have to be reprimanded by the ancestor when they meet in the future, he smiled and changed the topic: "Shouldn't the seniors be in retreat?" ”

"Retreat? I was waiting for the right time, and now when the time comes, I'm breaking ground. The voice of the lamp became longer and longer, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lin Ruoxu and I, this kid, have been sealed here almost one after the other, and now it's time to see the light of day again." No delusional light.

Lin Ruoxu suddenly hurriedly said: "None.... Delusional senior, who am I sealed here? Chen Hao also listened with interest.

"Yourself!" Wufei said lightly.

"What?" Chen Hao and Lin Ruoxu said in unison.

How can it be? Someone actually sealed themselves and sealed their memories as well? Chen Hao suddenly felt that he had been deceived, and Lin Ruoxu was even more so.

There is no delusional lamp and there is no concealment of the light when he said.

Hundreds of years ago, Lin Ruoxu came to Chenjia Village, when Chen Yingtian had already crossed the catastrophe and ascended to heaven, although Chenjia Village was located in a poor and remote area, everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, and was happy.

And Lin Ruoxu, who had no hope of crossing the catastrophe, was also discouraged and planned to be here

In fact, the reason for this remnant life is that he intends to learn from Chen Yingtian's immortal cultivation method in order to become an immortal.

He waited in Chenjia Village for a year or two years............. Decade...... Thirty years, and after looking for thirty years, he almost dug Chenjiacun three feet into the ground, but in the end, he only got the information before Chen Yingtianyuan's infancy, and then the information was broken, Lin Ruoxu was no longer obsessed, and he sent his love to the mountains and rivers every day, and he came to fish on Bixi, and became a mortal fisherman.

Sixty years have passed like this, I don't know how many people in Chenjiacun have died of old age, sickness and death, he himself is about to forget himself, maybe the sky pays off, Lin Ruoxu actually came to this pavilion by chance.

And it happened that the Wufu Lantern appeared once every sixty years, and was met by Lin Ruoxu, and the Wufu Lantern persuaded: "Lin boy, don't look for Chen Yingtian's things anymore, everyone's path to cultivating immortals is different, it is useful for him, but it may not be useful for you, cultivating immortals is all about chance, and you have spent a lot of money in vain!" "Wu Dang actually concealed the information that Dengxian Road had been closed long ago, otherwise Lin Ruoxu would have to commit suicide.

And Lin Ruoxu was still in pain after hearing this, and said without a vain lamp: "If you are willing to gamble, seal everything you have here, and wait for a lifetime of qi!" ”

"I'm a gas machine?"

"That's right, a great world that will be silent for eternity, but it is possible that you will wait for a long time, even to .........death," said Wu Lamp solemnly.

But for Lin Ruoxu, it is like a life-saving straw, and without saying a word, he sealed himself here, although he has a body of Yuan Infant cultivation, but his memory is sealed, and the most ordinary spells will not be, which is equivalent to nothing.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Great System of the Last Days" with more like-minded people,