Lin Que answered truthfully.

"Don't hide it from my predecessors, the world I am in is called the Mist Demon Realm, it is a sealed world, and the reason for it can be traced back to 50,000 years ago, the war between the God Race and the Holy Race on the Haotian Continent ......"

"After the war between the two clans, the Protoss was defeated and hid in the Mist Demon Realm, and now, the warriors in the entire Mist Demon Realm are all descendants of the Protoss back then."

"And this matter has been known to the Qiankun Continent, and they will soon be in trouble."

"Between the Mist Demon Realm and the Qiankun Continent, there is a huge disparity in strength."

"For today's plan, we can only immediately help the six old main gods of the God Clan to reshape their bodies in order to compete with the Qiankun Continent."

"But in the Nether, only the holy medicine has the power to reshape the flesh......"

The holy medicine is an absolute treasure in the nether realm.

This is a race, the key to wanting to move upward.

After taking the holy medicine, whether it is a spirit or a living creature with a physical body, its physical body will be reshaped.

According to the different qualities of the holy medicine, the strength of the reshaped body is also different.

At the same time, the talent of living beings will also change.

This is a one-time anti-heaven means to improve talents.

Moreover, the talent bestowed by the holy medicine is permanent, but it can be passed on to the next generation.

For a race, as long as one person takes the holy medicine and the talent of one person increases, then, over time, the descendants of their race will also receive this inheritance.

Normally, after a hundred generations, the talent of the race is basically qualitative.

It will also become a common inter-ethnic tradition.

Even the Protoss, in the distant past, developed in this way.

If it weren't for the holy medicine, the time it would take to develop naturally by relying on the race alone would not be something that could be summed up in tens of thousands of years.

Talent naturally improves, maybe for thousands of years, and there is no difference to be seen.

A single strain of holy medicine can often shorten the development stage by tens of thousands of years, or even longer.

The holy medicine is undoubtedly the most important resource in the Nether.

Its importance lies only in the aura and sincerity.

Aura, true intentions, and holy medicine are basically all of the Nether.

"That's ...... so"

Yuan Gu settled down, and said to Lin Que: "You come with me." ”

Hearing this, Lin Que was overjoyed.

He guessed correctly, in the Iron Elephant World, there is indeed a holy medicine.

The Dragon-Swallowing Clan is the master of the Void Star Field.

Yuan Gu also said that the holy medicine, in the upper realm, is the garbage that no one wants.

Give him a few pieces of garbage like this, and you can solve the big trouble.

If you can let the old main gods recover their bodies before the Qiankun Continent, then the chips of the gods will be one more point.

I saw Yuan Gu stretch out his hand and wave, and the surrounding scene changed again.

The next moment, they were back in the grass hut they had been in.

The air around them did not change at all, as if they had never left.

Lin Que knew that this must be some kind of powerful formation, but he couldn't see it at all.

This is the means of the upper realm, and the cognition of the lower realm does not see any way at all.

Not to mention stealing learning, all this, in Lin Que's eyes, is like a mortal thing.

This is also his innate true intention, and it is the first time that it has completely failed.

This should be the power of the law that Yuan Gu said, not the true meaning of simple martial arts.

On top of the true intent of martial arts, Lin Que faintly felt that further up, it seemed that he could touch some realm-type powers.

Therefore, he has always suspected that above the true meaning, there is the realm.

That's mostly a means that only exist in the Middle Realm.

And above the realm, it should be the power of the law.

After returning to the thatched hut, Yuan Gu walked to the door and opened the door.

The sunlight outside shines into the house, and a warm feeling wells up in my heart.

Lin Que crossed the threshold, greeted the sun, and looked at the sky.

The Iron Elephant was clearly wandering in space, and the surrounding area was pitch black, and there were no stars.

The whole void is not the slightest bit of light.

And now, he felt the temperature of the sun, and this feeling was very real.

"Is this the power of the law?"

The power of the law has become so real that it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false.

And to this extent, the Protoss Temple has also done it.

If it weren't for coming to the void this time and seeing the full picture of the Protoss Temple, he would definitely not believe that the sky they saw in the Mist Demon Realm and the changes in the stars they observed were all evolved from the Temple.

For thousands of years, no warrior has noticed anything unusual in it.

However, now that he was here, Lin Que still felt the difference.

The sunshine of the iron elephant world gives Lin Que a very strong feeling.

These rays of sunlight seem to shine directly on your skin, as if they are about to break through the flesh and penetrate into your blood and bones.

And the sunlight in the Fog Demon Realm is not so strong, and you can even look up at it, which is what Lin Que often did when he was a child.

Originally, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Because that's the way we are.

But now, in the Iron Elephant World, he looked up again and looked at the sunlight shining on the horizon, which seemed a little dazzling.

He couldn't make eye contact.

This is not supposed to be two types of sunlight, with different energy intensities.

It's just a difference in feeling.

There is no doubt that the sunlight of the Iron Elephant World is the true astral light.

At the very least, the power of the law, the simulated sunlight, must be more realistic.

Only then did Lin Que understand that the human race had lived in the Mist Demon Realm for so long and had not found any clues, in fact, it was not that they had not discovered it.

It's that he has always thought so since he was a child, from his ancestors to the present.

The obvious loopholes, in their eyes, are the truth of the world.

Because their cognition is everything in the Mist Demon Realm.

If a martial artist from the Mist Demon Realm came to the Iron Elephant World, they would definitely feel that this world was very unreal for the first time.

Then suspect that there is something wrong with this world.

On the other hand, even if they go to the Qiankun Continent, they will have the same doubts.

Outside, the others have not dispersed.

Lin Que saw Shangguan Jing and them, and was communicating with the villagers.

Yuan Gu came to everyone and coughed twice: "Ahem, everyone is gone, the guests need to rest." ”

"Gu Lan, Xiao Zhi, Green Cypress, Spring Grass, Summer Bamboo, Winter Frost, the six of you stay."

The villagers were very obedient, and as soon as Yuan Gu gave the order, everyone left and went to their own business.

And the six immature children ran to Yuan Gu's side and circled around him.

"Grandpa, grandpa, are you going to play with us today?"

"yes, grandpa hasn't played with us for a long time."

"Let's go on an adventure in the thunderclouds today!"

"Two days ago, I found a white radish that would escape to the ground, it ran so fast, I chased it for a long time and didn't catch up, let's compete and see who catches it first!"