Hearing Chen Xiang's words, the young man and the old man fell silent.

In fact, the old man only knew about the Poluo Realm according to the ancestors' codex and the wishes left behind, and he didn't know much.

Their ancestors did not want to stay here at first, but tried to find a way out of this wilderness, but after searching for a long time, he could not find it, and in the end, knowing that he did not have enough life, he and the people who were also trapped here built this small village and settled down.

Over time, the village has developed into what it is now, and the people here have thought that they are originally from this realm because of too much time, and they have not thought of leaving.

However, every villager knew the wishes of their ancestors, but they did not take them to heart, they were just curious.

I wonder if there are people in this village other than them?

The village was full of sandstone beasts, and the farthest place they left was hundreds of kilometers away, and they didn't dare to set foot at all if they were far away, in case they encountered a more advanced sandstone beast, they would be in danger.

After a while, the old man sighed and said, "Alas, since the little brother has come to our village, let's stay here first, so as not to run into danger when you go out, Heiwu, you take the little brother to see where there are still empty houses." ”

"Okay. Heiwu nodded.

After that, Chen Xiang and Hei Wu went out of the courtyard, and after such a trip, it was over after just a few words.

"Big brother, I remember that there is an empty room next to Aunt Liu's house, where Uncle He lived a few years ago passed away, and it has been empty until now, wait to see if you are full of dissatisfaction, where it is quite big. As soon as Hei Wu came out, he said that he was very serious about carrying out the task assigned to him by the village chief.

Chen Xiang was not in a hurry, and said to Hei Wu: "Not busy, not busy, Hei Wu, right? Can you take me to meet the old man of the story first?"

Hei Wu was stunned for a moment, remembered what he had promised Chen Xiang just now, his face turned red, he touched his head and smiled: "Haha, it's okay, I haven't seen the old man for a long time, I'll take you there." It just so happens that the place where the old man lives and the empty house are the same road. ”

Chen Xiang smiled and nodded, this black martial artist is quite honest.

Heiwu led the way and walked ahead.

On the way, the villagers saw that Hei Wu and Chen Xiang took the initiative to come over to say hello, Chen Xiang smiled and didn't speak the whole time, and Hei Wu responded with a smile.

The village said that it was not big or small, but after a while, the two came to a courtyard again.

The gate of the courtyard was not closed, and at a glance, you could see an old man with gray hair, a white face, and a red face sitting in the courtyard.

And in front of him sat seven or eight children, listening carefully to the old man's story.

"At that time, which Nanyu sect master sacrificed a delicate small tower, with a wave of his big hand, it flew up from his hand, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a tower hundreds of zhang high, pressing the fire toad under the tower and couldn't move......" The old man spitted and said, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Moreover, he did not speak in the language of the village, but in Mandarin, so Chen Xiang could also understand it.

Hei Wu smacked his lips and said, "The old man is still the same story, and the stories he tells are all kinds of things. ”

Chen Xiang raised his eyebrows.

This is storytelling, this is clearly talking about what you saw with your own eyes!

"Hei Wu, this story old man, was originally from here?" Chen Xiang asked after a deep sigh.

Hei Wu shook his head and said: "No, I heard that he is the same as you, he is also from outside, but he refuses to say where he is from, when he came here, he was chased by a group of sand and stone beasts, and it was the village chief who let people save him, it has been more than fifty years since now, and he has always stayed here, and he does not marry a wife or have children or anything, he lives alone, so we pity him and often come to see him." ”

The corners of Chen Xiang's mouth were slightly upturned, and he guessed really well.

As soon as he came over just now, he discovered the difference between this 'story old man', although he had been hiding his breath, Chen Xiang's powerful divine sense still sensed it.

He is a primordial infancy monk, and he is above the third level of primordial infancy!

Combined with the story told by the old man, it can be seen that he is not a local, and this confirms his conjecture.

"Are there any people in this village who are from outside like me?" asked Chen Xiang again.

Hei Wu nodded and said: "There is another one, he came here thirty years ago, but his temper is relatively stinky, he refuses to say anything, at the beginning, he relied on his silver-level strength to add fists and feet to the people in the village, until the story of the old man came forward to stop, but after that, he didn't want to talk to us, and he often ran outside, and when he came back, he was injured." ”

Hei Wu thought for a moment and said: "There is no one except him, the people who came here before have all died, but most of them disappeared after leaving the village, and we don't dare to go out to find them." ”

Chen Xiang frowned and groaned.

Leaving aside the living outsiders for the time being, the other outsiders should be unwilling to stay here all the time, so they want to go out and find a way to get out, either they are devoured by the sandstone beast, or they are lost, or they succeed in getting out!

But there is no way to verify these circumstances, and the people in the village are obviously afraid of the sand and stone beasts, so they only dare to shrink into this small place for so many years.

And most of those who went out never returned, and they were not sure whether they were dead or alive.

"Hei Wu, what is this silver level?" Chen Xiang thought of what Hei Wu said again.

Hei Wu explained: "The people of our village will receive the manifestation from birth, if the manifestation is successful, you can go to the Wuling Pavilion to inherit the appropriate spiritual method, after accepting the spiritual method, you can start to practice martial arts, our strength will also increase with the practice of martial arts, a total of four levels are divided into bronze, silver, gold and legend, I am now at the silver level, and I am the captain of the village defense team!"

Hei Wu said with a hint of smugness on his face.

He is only in his early twenties now, and if he can reach the silver level, then he will most likely reach the gold level in the future, so that he can run for the captain of the entire escort team, which is the same as being the village chief, or even more powerful than the village chief!

"Oh, I see. Chen Xiang nodded suddenly.

Chen Xiang could see that this black martial artist had just broken through the foundation building period not long ago, according to him, he was now a silver-level strength, then the silver level corresponded to the foundation building period, the gold corresponded to the knot, and the legend was Yuanying.

However, although Hei Wu's body exuded fluctuations in the foundation building period, the intensity of his aura was much weaker than that of ordinary foundation building period cultivators, because they didn't know how to cultivate, right?

Chen Xiang chatted with Hei Wu for a while, and the old man in the courtyard finally finished telling the story.

The old man stood up and said with a smile to the two outside the door: "Please come in and sit down, this little brother looks at Miansheng, it should be the person who came to the village today, right?"