All the past is gone with the wind, but there are still a few forgotten gravels in the long river of time. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it is buried in a thick layer of unbreathable soil, and it is allowed to be polished beyond recognition, but I always believe that one day there will be a persistent person who will come back to unravel the secrets that have been sealed for generations.

"Big brother, why are you listless?" asked Shen Qianmeng as she handed me the delicious meal and smiled.

"Today's game has started, and I look like I'll have to wait until next year!" I said with a sigh and a wry smile.

"No, the game was postponed for eight days, and the day the big brother went out was just in time to participate. Shen Qianmeng said with a smile.

"Really, how is that possible!" I said, incredulous.

"It's what I thought of, how can you thank me, big brother!" Shen Qianmeng said with a smile.

"Say it!" I said, looking at her.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I'm done. Shen Qian dreamed for a moment and said.

"Your food is getting better and better!" I said with a smile.

I was happy all day because I could compete again, and I didn't fall asleep until late. But just as I fell asleep, the old man in the cell on the right started to make a loud noise again.

"Stop making noise, don't let people sleep!" I shouted angrily.

"I finally understand! Master, you have always been wrong about me, but today I can finally prove that I am right!" said the old man with a smile.

"What do you understand?" I asked curiously.

"Old immortal, it turns out that you haven't given up yet!" a strange voice came from somewhere.

"You're not dead yet, how can you give up!" said the old man with a smile.

"Let me see what you've researched again. The strange voice said disdainfully.

"Keep your eyes open!" the old man laughed and began to draw something on the ground, and it was not until he finished drawing that I understood that it was a figure similar to Tai Chi Bagua.

The old man took out a small tower from a very broken bag and placed it on the dry seat, and on the kun seat was a turtle shell-like thing. He put another bowl of water on the throne, and placed something like an incense burner on the place. A stone was placed on the throne, and the old man dripped a few drops of his own blood on the throne. A beautiful short sword was placed on the earthquake position, and a blue bead was placed on the Xun position at the end of the day.

The old man sat cross-legged on the Tai Chi in the middle after putting everything away, and I wouldn't have believed what happened if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

The eight things on the Bagua Seat began to slowly disappear, and all of them merged into the patterns on the ground. The Tai Chi Bagua diagram on the ground suddenly lit up, stirring up eight colored lights and rushing into the old man's body, and then in a few seconds, the old man's cultivation strength instantly improved from nothing to the first level of soul fixing. I don't have time to be surprised, the old man's strength has broken through to the first order of sealing teeth...... In less than ten years, the old man's strength had reached the fifth order of the Netherworld.

"Is this guy human?" was my only assessment of the old man.

"What kind of cultivation method is this? It's so unreasonable!" came Na Lanlin's surprised words from her pocket.

"This old man is even more powerful than the legendary cultivation wizard!" I said in surprise.

"You also know about this, how can this guy be compared to Senior Brother!" the voice said angrily.

"How so?" said the old man, sitting on the ground with a sad face.

"Isn't it already amazing?" I asked, puzzled.

"Am I really wrong?" said the old man, dejectedly.

"Come back with me, the Protoss won't treat you badly!" the voice said.

"Protoss, those who aren't human can believe it!" the long-haired man who was locked up across from me finally spoke.

"You know what!" the voice snapped.

"The Protoss just wants to get the strongest cultivation method through you, otherwise do you think the Protoss will accept such a waste person as you? The Protoss is the most hypocritical guy, otherwise what do you think the Protoss is keeping me here!"

"When you were hunted down by everyone, it wasn't the Protoss who saved your life!" the voice said coldly.

"Save my life? Do you think I don't know that the Dao Protoss also wants my blood! But if the Divine Lord is afraid of the joint resistance of other races on the mainland and the division of interests within the Protoss, do you think I will still be here now? Even so, you see what is the difference between a person who is not like a human and a ghost, and who is not like a ghost, and who is dead!" said the long-haired man.

"The strongest cultivation method?" the old man muttered to himself.

"There is no strongest cultivation method in this world at all...... It's just legends......" the voice said.

"Who said that, of course there is the strongest cultivation method, it's just that you don't know the way!" said the girl in the cell on the left.

"Little girl, why do you say that?" the old man suddenly came to his senses.

"Yes, anyway, but I can't say you're you!" said the girl, melancholy.

"What you mean is that the legend is true! Breaking through the Fifth Order of the Netherworld Tribulation can lead to a new realm, where I can gain the ability to bring people back to life!" I said vigilantly.

"The legendary man you mentioned is my senior brother, and of course the old fellow's senior brother!" the voice said with a smile.

"Senior brother!" The shock to me today is really too great, and it seems that the three people in the secret prison are not small.

"Little girl, can you tell me that way?" said the old man to the girl with a begging expression.

"I can't tell you! because it's a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation, and I can only tell my future husband!" said the girl, a little embarrassed.

"Are you a descendant of the Black Spirit Patriarch Kehi Kamu?" I asked, uncertain.

"Ahh

"It's simple...... The history you carved into the walls is almost unknown to everyone on the mainland, but you know it in great detail, and it is very likely that you are a descendant of the White Spirit Clan or the Black Spirit Clan. And in the history you carved, it is only mentioned that the patriarch of the White Spirit Clan died, and the last ending of the patriarch of the Black Spirit Clan is not mentioned. You just said that you have the strongest cultivation method, and this is exactly what the Black Spirit Clan Patriarch Qixi Kamu has been pursuing all his life. So he felt that he should have already studied the way, and let his descendants pass it down from generation to generation, and you are the descendant of the Black Spirit Clan's patriarch Qixi Kamu. I said word by word.

"Did this man really exist?" the old man asked excitedly.

"Of course!" said the girl firmly.

"Sure enough, I said I couldn't be wrong! This method should be the same as that of the Kai Xi Kamu, but what did I fail to do for it? Could it be that the object of my sacrifice was wrong?

"We don't have the exact location of the senior brother yet, I will come to you when there is news, and now I will go back. The voice said.

"What's your name?" the girl asked suddenly, coldly.

"My name is Zhuo Shengtian. I said.

"Zhuo...... Victory...... Heaven ......" the girl repeated these three words softly.

I was puzzled when the girl suddenly appeared in front of me. She bent down, her face almost touching mine, and I could feel the faint heat coming out of her nose. And because the girl was dressed very revealingly, now that he bent down, I could clearly see all the scenery inside her clothes, and I was embarrassed to know where to look.

"Are you going to be released in eight days?" the girl asked, staring at me.

"Hmm......" I replied in a panic.

"Then you have to write down to me exactly what I say next!" said the girl in an unmistakable tone.

"Hmm......" I replied stupidly.

"Ying Tian does not know the heart, self-cultivation but does not know the reason. The spirit does not turn until it is nine, and it does not go out and does not enter. The soul is scattered and the body exists, and there are ten thousand techniques that are forced to break but not extinguish and meet fate and win the world. Nothing escapes and does not die, and no one returns to life. The confidant enters the dream and returns to tell it personally, hoping that the people of the next generation will understand the way of the eight veins and nine kui neighbors' dreams, and I will also help the soul into the eternal world without giving up. The girl said word for word.

"This ...... What a mess!" I said depressedly.

"Do you remember?" the girl asked, staring at me.

"I guess I wrote it down. I said with a wry smile.

"These words must not be mentioned to a third party, otherwise I will not let you go!" the girl said coldly.

"I know!" I said, laughing miserably.

I don't know that this passage has brought me a great opportunity and danger, but I still cherish these now, and the opportunity that falls to me whether it is a life or not is dead. One thing I understand is that I and the girl...... To be precise, the entanglement with the White Spirit Clan and the Black Spirit Clan has officially begun now......