There seems to be no concept of time in the secret art of the Heavenly Palace, Luo Longyu is imprisoned in it, and he can't feel the existence of anything, but these things are real, just like himself, Luo Longyu can't feel himself, his palm can pass through his body, everything around him except for those demon marks, everything is illusory and real, a very strange and contradictory phenomenon.

Just when Luo Longyu was unbelievable, the gate of the Heavenly Palace suddenly opened, and a secret force directly kicked Luo Longyu out, Luo Longyu was unprepared, and rolled out of the Heavenly Palace in embarrassment, and fell a.

"I'll rub!" Luo Longyu couldn't help but scream, which immediately caused a string of crisp laughter like silver bells, that kind of very presumptuous laughter, which made Luo Longyu quite angry, and suddenly turned his head, it was no one else who laughed, it was Luo Mengxuan, the demon girl who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger before.

But this time Luo Longyu pressed the flame in his heart, as soon as he fought with the girl before, Luo Longyu really realized what it means to have people outside the sky, sometimes in front of the absolute strength gap, even if he is crazy and can burst out with powerful power, it will not help, as if he fought with the second ancestor of the demon clan, and he was beaten without the power to fight back, and he fought with Luo Mengxuan, and he broke his second style of killing the sky with one face, and suppressed himself easily, yes, the feeling for Luo Longyu was that he suppressed himself easily.

Beside Luo Mengxuan stood an old man in a gray robe with gray hair, who was looking at himself with a faint smile.

"Who the hell are you?" No one spoke for most of the day, and Luo Longyu couldn't help but speak.

"Haha! We're coming, and we're scared to death when we say it! It seems that because of her backer, Luo Mengxuan is not as afraid of Luo Longyu as before, and said a little unscrupulously.

"Xuanxuan, go make two cups of Anmeng, and continue to have some quiet incense." The old man interrupted Luo Mengxuan, who was dancing, and said in a kind tone.

Luo Mengxuan was halfway through her words, but was interrupted by the old man like this, and suddenly it was like a frosted eggplant, and she suddenly wilted, and said with some reluctance: "Oh......" After speaking, he walked out of the room.

Luo Longyu looked around, an antique wooden house, it seemed to him that it was the kind of place where the worldly masters lived in the TV series, there were several pots of exquisite potted plants in front of the wooden window, exuding a quiet fragrance, there was an ancient painting near the door, the painting paper was yellowed, it seemed that it was some years old, there were sun, moon and stars on the painting, and there were four seas and five lakes below, but there was only one circle in the middle, I don't know what it meant, there was an offering table in front of it, and the incense candle was not extinguished.

Outside the wooden house is the high mountains and forests, the mountain breeze blows, and the sea of clouds is churning, which is beautiful.

The old man didn't interrupt Luo Longyu, and let Luo Longyu look around, like a detective.

As if sensing the dullness of the atmosphere, Luo Longyu's gaze finally fell on the old man, sensing his gaffe, Luo Longyu couldn't help coughing lightly twice, and said, "That...... I don't know who you are yet, what is this place? ”

"This is a secret realm, a secret realm intercepted by the ancient flood wilderness, and human technology is currently unable to detect this place, let alone find it." The old man paused and continued: "Don't worry, we have no malicious intentions, as for what my name is, hehe, time has passed too long, and the name is not very important, you can call it whatever you want, everything is as you like." ”

"......" The old man's words made Luo Longyu speechless, what do you mean by calling it casually? That's too casual, isn't it?

After thinking for a while, Luo Longyu said: "That Luo Mengxuan said that Kong Yuxuan was her sister before, Kong Yuxuan, I remember what the Eastern Emperor clan was, are you all from the Eastern Emperor clan?" Is it the legendary ancient god Donghuang Taiyi? ”

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, we are descendants of the Eastern Queen, although we are descended from the Eastern Queen, but we have only inherited the will of the Eastern Emperor, and its bloodline has long since declined, after all, the age is too long." ”

"Forehead ......" Luo Longyu nodded in agreement, after all, in the legend, the god of Donghuang Taiyi is full of mystery, and in history, the Han Dynasty called Donghuang the supreme god, the only god of heaven and earth, until the folk belief in the Song Dynasty was replaced by the Jade Emperor, and the belief in Donghuang gradually declined.

"Grandpa, the tea is ready!" Luo Mengxuan's shouts came from outside the hut.

"Let's go, go have some tea, and stand in the room in a panic." The old man didn't have the slightest shelf, and walked past Luo Longyu with a smile.

Luo Longyu pursed his lips, this old man had a very strange aura, and he took the initiative in his gestures, so that Luo Longyu unconsciously followed his will.

Following behind the old man, the old man continued: "In fact, the beliefs of human beings a long time ago basically originated from the demon race, after all, when the demon race arose, human beings had not yet been civilized, in fact, it is too early to tell you this, after all, this history is too far away, most of the legends of human beings are based on their own understanding, and even for their own regime to change or even arrange at will, so ...... Hehe, your beliefs are not history, and in the eyes of you humans, beliefs can be changed at will, as long as necessary. ”

"From ancient times to the present, you human beings have believed in the great god Pangu, the Eastern Emperor, Fuxi Nuwa, Xihe, Yanhuang, the Jade Emperor, and now even believe in foreign gods, such as God, Christ, Mengla, by the way, and Rulai, Maitreya, there are too many, so many beliefs, and even forget their own origins."

Between the words, Luo Longyu followed the old man through the forest path in front of the wooden house, and came to a stone pavilion on a mountain cliff, surrounded by birds and flowers, the sea of clouds under his feet churning, at a glance, the sea of clouds is endless, the sun is shining, beautiful, this is a beautiful scenery that Luo Longyu has never seen so far, and it makes people unconsciously broad-minded.

There is a clay pot on the stone table, the sand pot is slowly burning, the tea is fragrant, two cups of fragrant tea have been brewed, and on one side is a delicate and small incense burner, which is pervasive with incense, so that Luo Longyu's mind is bright, it is really a fan that only the world's masters have.

After listening to the old man's words, Luo Longyu was suddenly a little unhappy in his heart, and couldn't help but speak: "Huh...... Seniors, I can't agree with what you say, I have watched all kinds of news since I was a child, many foreigners say that our country is a country without faith, that is because they do not understand the cultural heritage of China, indeed, compared with foreigners, our country may not believe in God, because God can't help us, not to say whether God has existed, even if it has existed, it is already history, history can be remembered, but can not be indulged in it, we need to survive, we need to survive, we have to move forward. ”

"Yes, we don't believe in God, at best, we respect God, but we believe in our own ancestors, our own culture, whether it is the Eastern Emperor or the Jade Emperor, in my heart, I respect them, but let me believe in them, I might as well believe in Yanhuang and believe in my parents." Luo Longyu said and looked at the sea of clouds, and said, "Senior, tell me, is it true that there is a sea of clouds about the history of God?" ”

"Whoa! You think so too, right? Luo Mengxuan was sitting on the stone bench on the side playing with a wildflower, and when she heard this, her eyes were suddenly full of stars, and she said excitedly: "Grandpa, have you seen it?" I'll just say the Eastern Emperor...... Well, when I didn't say anything. Halfway through Luo Mengxuan's words, she suddenly saw the old man's gaze fixed on her, and she immediately shrank her neck and slipped back to her stone bench.

The old man took a sip of tea, gently put down the teacup, and said slowly: "What about the martyrs in your mouths?" ”

"Those martyrs who sacrificed for the country have always been our faith." Luo Longyu didn't even think about blurting out.

"Aren't they history, then?" The old man asked rhetorically.

Luo Longyu smiled and said, "Senior, I just said that history can be remembered, and it is precisely because we cherish history that we can use history as a mirror to improve ourselves." ”

"Then in another hundred years, hundreds of years, thousands of years, will these martyrs still be your faith?" The old man smiled at Luo Longyu.

Luo Longyu was silent when he heard this, he didn't dare to be sure, to be exact, he didn't know at all.

"Look, human beings remember history, only remember the history they have seen, or the history that they have passed down, and human beings are a race that is good at forgetting history, eh...... No, it should be said that human beings are a race that is good at selectively forgetting history, and the history recorded by human beings is a selective memory, and the criterion for this selection is to see whether this history is useful to themselves. The old man said unhurriedly.

Luo Longyu frowned, and said in a somewhat low voice: "Senior, can you understand that you are criticizing human beings now?" ”

"What does it mean to be critical in your understanding?" The old man asked rhetorically.

Luo Longyu didn't even have the heart to watch the scenery now, and said: "Forget it, I don't want to talk to you about these indifferent things, anyway, I can't talk to you, you just need to remember one thing, human beings are now dominant." ”

"You are not suitable to inherit the Xuanyuan Corpse Dao, you don't have the big mind of the Xuanyuan clan." The old man put down the teacup, but the smile on his face did not weaken, and it felt like wearing a mask to Luo Longyu.

"If it were possible, I would very much like to be an ordinary person, to live an ordinary life, you say that I have no ambitions, or that I don't want to make progress, this is what I think in my heart, I have spent my life in a small mountain village since I was a child, and now I am suddenly told that I am the one who saves the world? Is dog blood dog blood? Luo Longyu shrugged.

"Neither your grandfather nor your mother would want to turn you into a corpse if it were possible......"

"But it still turned me into a Xuanyuan corpse." Luo Longyu interrupted the old man's words, got up and walked out of the pavilion, walked to the steps and stopped, turned his head and said, "This tea is really unpalatable, bitter to death." With that, he walked away.

The old man sipped the tea by himself, and he didn't stop him.

Luo Mengxuan, who was playing with her hair, looked at Luo Longyu's distant figure, then looked at the old man, and said with a blank face: "What did that kid say just now?" ”

"Ah, the tea you make is hard to drink." The old man said.

"What!" Luo Mengxuan was suddenly unhappy, and shouted at Luo Longyu's distant back: "You guy who doesn't know the times, you say that Anmeng tea is hard to drink!" None of your leaders can drink this tea! After a while, Mu Yimian looked at the old man and said, "Grandpa, won't you call him back?" It's something I've worked so hard to bring back. ”

"Don't worry, he can't get out of the secret realm." The old man was not in a hurry.