Ji Wenming's words revealed the heart of the human race, and supreme enthusiasm, but Yin Qi Fangxun's face was as pale as ice, and he sighed and said: "Young man, if I am ten years younger, I will definitely be willing to walk the great wilderness like you and contribute to the development of the human race, but I am old! You might as well tell the truth, my physical body was suppressed in this negative mountain array, and my essence and blood were empty, leaving only this divine soul law, and it was difficult to support it for too long." ”

It turned out that the old man's body had run out of oil and could face death at any time, and at this time he was just relying on the Faxiang to disguise his life.

Only then did Ji Wenming know that the old man he had dealt with in these days was just a divine soul law, but this law looked like a real person, on the contrary, on the side of the sword saint, what he had been dealing with was a deficit body, and the sword soul was suppressed in the Kangmu array.

This kind of formation is really incredible, and I am amazed.

But the person who was able to suppress two unborn masters here must also be a great man.

Thinking of this, Ji Wenming opened his mouth and said, "The two seniors have been suppressed here by Emperor Shun for many years, so there are no complaints?"

Lilian Fuji closed his eyes and said nothing.

The old man smiled mildly at Ji Wenming and said: "Why complain? The development of the human race only needs one leader, and I let go of Yu Chonghua to entrust him with a heavy responsibility, because I took a fancy to his virtuous side, until I finally ceded the position of the human emperor to him, and I also believed that he could make the human race grow stronger and stronger, and not lose the responsibility of the human emperor! He placed me and the Sword Saint here, supported by the formation, not so that we could continue our lives and exert our residual heat, so why should we complain?"

Ji Wen said urgently: "But I can't go back to my home, my relatives can't recognize each other, and my skills can't be inherited, which is too contrary to the people!"

The old man shook his head lightly and said: "Since the heir to the throne of the emperor, I have no relatives, no clan, and even no myself, everything I have can only be planned and worked hard for the development and growth of the human race, and I believe that Yu Chonghua is the same!"

Li Lian Buji nodded and said: "It is precisely because of this that I am willing to abide by the agreement and live in seclusion with you, everyone has selfishness, but the selfishness of people like you is also the great cause of the human race!

The old man smiled and said: "Why bother to be too modest, you have been guarding here for thirty years, and there has never been a demon beast within a radius of three thousand miles that has crossed the border and attacked the human race, isn't this your merit?

Li Lian Fuji smiled bitterly: "If the sword has regrets, it will break the blade and spine, which will damage the sword heart, I have been seeking a sword all my life, how can it be like this?"

The old man suddenly changed the subject and said, "Yes, a man is like a sword, and a sword is better than a man!" Now that my mantle has been passed to this child, I would like to ask where your mantle is kept?"

Li Lian looked at Ji Wen's life for a long time with empty eyes, and sighed: "It's better to give it to him cheaply! He can break through the formation with real fire sword qi, and it can be regarded as having my three-point sword intent! It's a pity that the things he has learned are too complicated, I'm afraid he can't specialize in one, and it is even more difficult to surpass his predecessors and reach the realm of sincerity in swordsmanship!"

The old man shook his head and said, "Touching the bypass, isn't it another kind of practice, with your lifelong cultivation specialization, isn't it not that you have not reached the highest realm?

The old man and the Sword Master discussed for a while, and finally decided to settle here, firstly, to protect the demon beast from crossing the boundary, and secondly, to pass on his mantle to Ji Wenming.

Regarding Ji Wenming's suggestion that he wanted to cross the realm and sneak attack the demon king, Li Lian Buji refused, he was like a sword, and he couldn't break the contract, but he didn't want to control Ji Wenming's behavior too much.

Knowing that Ji Wen ordered him to go west to find Dinghaizhu and control the Great Wilderness Flood, the old man couldn't help but treat him differently and said, "Do you want to control the water? I have settled in the Northwest Wasteland for 30 years, but I have some experience to teach you!"

Ji Wenming carefully sought advice,

The old man piled up a mound of soil that was high on the left and low on the right, and demonstrated it to Ji Wenming and said: "The northwest wasteland is like this mound, because of the continuous growth of the soil, over the years, it is three thousand six hundred zhang higher than the southeast wasteland, and it is still growing. This is also the reason why the great demons settled here, the flood will only flow to the gentle depression, and there is no need to worry about flooding at all in the high places!"

Although Ji Wenming also looks down on the earth from a high altitude, he has never had such a condescending perspective as the old man, the old man's law can be separated from his body for 30,000 miles, and this kind of strength realm is not something that ordinary people can achieve, not to mention that before he lived in seclusion, he may be able to go further, so he can have such a deep understanding of the Great Wilderness.

Hearing this, Ji Wenming opened his mouth and said, "No wonder the land where our human race is flooded, it turns out that they all came from here! Could it be that the human race was driven to the southeast of the Great Wilderness by the demon race?"

The old man nodded and said: "Although it is not hit, it is not far away! The war between the human race and the demon race has been protracted, and it has only been nearly a thousand years since they reoccupied the hinterland of the Great Wilderness and driven the demon race to the northwest wilderness, but the reason for the flood is not only because of the high and low terrain!"

Ji Wenming listened attentively.

The old man gushed endlessly: "After Pangu opened the world, in order to make the earth full of vitality, he poked a few holes in the ground with the handle of an axe to store water sources, and there are more than 3,600 rivers of all sizes on the earth, and their water sources come from these holes dug out by Pangu, also known as the eyes of the sea!"

Ji Wenming had never heard of such ancient rumors, and couldn't help but prick up his ears, widen his eyes, and remember it in his heart.

Seeing that he was so serious, the old man nodded and said: "There are a total of one hundred and eight of these sea eyes, and there are twelve in the northwest wasteland! Originally, there were Dinghaizhu to regulate the water potential, but later, Dinghaizhu was stolen and the magic weapon was refined, so there were many floods and could not be cured." At the beginning, the Demon Saint thought that he could also suppress the sea eye with the help of the rest of the soil, and always maintain the stability of the northwest wasteland, but who knew that the sea eye stole the rest of the soil, and the sea eye lost the suppression of the divine land, and began to gush and flood, this is the source of the disaster in the northwest wasteland!"

Ji Wenming said ashamedly: "Uncle Kun is my father, he imitated the experience of the Great Demon in the Northwest to control the water, and wanted to use the soil to level and improve the great wilderness veins, so that the flood could not flow and rage, but unfortunately it did not succeed!"

The old man said, "Uncle Kun is your father, then you should be called Ji Wenming, right?"

Ji Wenming exclaimed: "How do you know!"

The old man laughed and said: "Ahh......hhh

Ji Wenming suddenly blushed, changed the topic and said: "Don't make fun of the seniors, according to the seniors, where should the water control start?"

The old man restrained his smile and said: "The soil can overcome the water, the water is too dirty, or should it be open and flowable, just like people, if you don't spill urine, wouldn't you suffocate to death? ”