"What's your name?" the old man's voice sounded in the dim world.

"I... It's called Yi Yang!" the young man replied simply.

The old man muttered, "Yi Yang... Yi Yang...!One yin and one yang, harmony and harmony, decisive restraint, the momentum of heaven and earth, one day to move the earth!"

The old man's words made the young man dizzy and at a loss, anyway, he didn't bother to think about it if he couldn't figure it out, and seized the opportunity to ask: "Senior, how did the spirit devouring beast in this demon cave appear? Could it be the descendants of the Demon Domain left after the Great War that year?"

The old man looked at Zhang Yiyang, not at all surprised by the image of the White Tiger Emperor he had seen before, and then patiently explained: "They are not the descendants of the Demon Domain, but the inner demons left behind by the Jiupin Fangzhou!"

"Demons?"

"Yes! It's indeed a demon!" The old man looked at the still dark world in front of him, sighed, and continued: "Justice and evil are two mediums, you say that he is righteous because you see that he is protecting the interests of sentient beings, and you say that he is evil because you see that he is fighting for his own interests, so it is just a spirit of selfishness and selflessness!"

The old man's words were very insightful, which made the young man have a special idea in his heart when he heard it, good and evil, black and white, your selflessness is good, and your selfishness is evil.

Seeing that the young man seemed to have understood, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "That big war!" Countless casualties, rivers of blood, leaving countless warrior souls on the earth, and their deaths are actually resurrection in another sense, but their resurrection has lost the selflessness that they should have, and the rest are replaced by demons, the heaven and earth are transformed, the sun and the moon shine together, and the energy on the earth has gradually become a mystery that can resurrect them, and this mystery is also a shackle, binding their souls. ”

When Zhang Yiyang heard this, he interrupted urgently: "Senior, what do you mean is that Ao Yi resurrected the strong men who fell in that war back then, and the survival of another meaning made them all become spirit devouring beasts, right?"

The old man didn't speak, nodded, then stopped, and with a tap of his fingers, an ice-blue light suddenly bloomed in front of him, illuminating all the space.

This space is like a study, with mahogany furniture, old-fashioned recliners, tea tables, tea sets, and antique style.

The old man lay down along the rickety deck chair, then pointed to the wooden chair next to him and said, "Sit down!"

The young man did not hesitate, he sat directly on the wooden chair beside him, and then picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for the old man, and then poured himself a cup.

The tea flows into the cup and makes a gurgling sound, which makes the quiet space feel a little vibrant, and the aroma of tea makes people thirsty and want to take a sip.

Zhang Yiyang couldn't wait to raise the teacup and take a sip, and suddenly a sweet fragrance came to his heart.

"Good tea!"

The old man looked at the young man in front of him, and for some reason there was a doting in his eyes, which was the love of the elders for the juniors.

A cup of tea entered his throat, Zhang Yiyang poured himself another full cup, looked at the old man stupidly, and said with a smile: "Senior! This tea is so fragrant, there is a sweet taste in the mouth, but when you taste it carefully, there is a hint of bitterness! By the way, seniors! The juniors don't know your name yet!"

"Haha... Ha...!You little guy has a temper with my old man, it's a pity that you have been designated as an inheritance! Otherwise, I really want to take you in! Alas...!It seems that the old guy still has a vision!" The old man once again mentioned that he was the designated inheritance, which made Zhang Yiyang confused, and he forgot that the old man did not answer his question, and then asked: "Senior! You mean, I was designated to inherit? Whose inheritance? Where is he?"

"Didn't you ask me what my name was? I'll tell you, you have to promise me one thing!"

Zhang Yiyang shook his head helplessly when he saw that the old man was once again avoiding the important and light, knowing in his heart that it seemed that the old man would not tell him where his inheritance came from! But he was also curious about the identity of the old man, and after thinking for a few seconds, he nodded and said, "Okay! I promise! But you have to help me find the White Tiger Arm!"

The old man laughed, the doting on his face was obvious, but he quickly became serious and said, "My name is Xuanwu!

"What! Could it be that the four great divine beasts are real!" Zhang Yiyang was amazed with countless whimsical ideas in his heart, he thought that the White Tiger Emperor was just the same name and beast as the legendary divine beasts in his original world, but he didn't expect to see the Xuanwu among the four divine beasts again this time.

"Why isn't it true? It's just that you grew up on the Nine Rank Continent, so you don't know much about some things! The Four Great Divine Beasts, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu, we are all real!"

After Xuanwu finished speaking, Zhang Yiyang was stunned again, and sighed in his heart, it turns out that nothing is groundless, and there must be results if there is yin.

"Grandpa Wu! Then the White Tiger Emperor lost a White Tiger Arm back then, why didn't he take it away!"

"Hehe! That guy is very arrogant! He thinks it's a shame, and he should remember it for the rest of his life, plus the divine beast has the ability to regenerate, as long as he wants to grow another one!"

"I see! By the way, Grandpa Wu, why didn't you leave and live here?"

Xuanwu shook his head, thought for a while, and said: "That battle back then consumed all my strength, causing me to sleep until now, and I haven't recovered until now, otherwise you wouldn't see an illusory me!"

Zhang Yiyang nodded understandingly, expressing some pity, but then asked again: "That's right! Grandpa Wu, you just said that you want me to help! What can I do, just say it!"

Xuanwu lay on the rocking chair, shook it a few times, and then the thumb in his hand pinched each other back and forth with the other four fingers, and after a long time, when the young man poured another cup of tea, he slowly said: "I hope you can help me find a inheritor and inherit my mantle, I feel that my limit is not very far away!"

"Grandpa Wu, don't say that, there are so many spiritual things in heaven and earth, what do you need, I'll just go find it, there must be a way to prolong your life!"

Xuanwu looked at the young man in front of him doting again, and said with a smile: "There is a limit to any living thing, including the continent we live in! So there is no need to be sad, besides, my life is really long enough!"

Zhang Yiyang cut straight to the topic, "Then what kind of inheritor do you need?"

Xuanwu looked at the young man in front of him solemnly, and said slowly: "The character is good, it is enough! Moreover, this power is handed over to you, you choose the right person for me!"