"What? You are the Demon Dao Giant who crisscrossed the earth hundreds of years ago, Xiangxi Ancestor?" Although Ren Qianxun had heard the Silver Corpse King call himself Xiangxi Ancestor before, he was still a little skeptical at that time. Now that the Silver Corpse King himself admits that he is the ancestor of Xiangxi, Ren Qianxun is still shocked in his heart, and then he is shocked.

"Master, I won't lie to you, and I won't dare to lie to you. I am the tenth Xiangxi Ancestor on the ancient and modern list!" The Silver Corpse King said in a very affirmative tone. At this time, the Silver Corpse King was a little distracted, and fell into a long memory, in the past, the bloody wind and rain, and the proud look of the world jumped on his face.

Xiangxi ancestor, look at the title, you know that it is Xiangxi people's clan. The only condition for the human race to become an ancestor is the Jindan combat power. Whether it is a real Jindan Dao cultivator or a cultivator of a fake Dan, but his combat power is comparable to that of an innate person, he can be called an ancestor. Ancestor is synonymous with Jindan's combat power.

This Xiangxi ancestor, the capital of Tianzhong, on the occasion of his 100th birthday, was promoted to a fake pill, a body of witchcraft, and found another way, and his own combat power was comparable to the most ordinary Jindan powerhouse. If it was just like this, his strength would be the same as the three ancestors of the current human race, and he would not be on the list of ancient and modern. Although the ancestor of Xiangxi is a wizard, his biggest reliance is a golden corpse. The defense of this golden corpse is amazing, comparable to the middle stage of Jindan, and the attack has also reached the level of the early stage of Jindan. The ancestor of Xiangxi plus the golden corpse are the two Jindan combat power, so in his time, he was invincible in the world, and the tenth in ancient and modern times.

However, success is also a golden corpse, and defeat is also a golden corpse. The combat power of this golden corpse is amazing, but the energy required is also very amazing. Zombies are nothing more than dead things, so they can't absorb the energy of heaven and earth, and can only replenish their energy by feeding corpses. The energy required for the stronger zombies is also amazing, and the energy required for this golden corpse is far greater than that of the silver corpse and the iron corpse. In order to replenish the energy of his precious golden corpse, the ancestor of Xiangxi slaughtered mortal cities, exterminated cultivator sects, and also captive scattered cultivators without sects in case of emergency.

Xiangxi Ancestor fed the corpse brutally, and the sky was angry and resentful, but he was unwilling to be trapped in the fake pill for the strength of his life, and he wanted to fly to the spiritual realm. This soaring to the spiritual realm, no matter how much it defies the heavens, it can't be a false pill, and it must be promoted to the Jindan Dao. When this promotion to Jindan Avenue was the time when the catastrophe came, and only one of the ten people was able to get away with it. Heaven is ruthless, but it also has its own set of rules. In order to feed the golden corpse, this Xiangxi Ancestor killed boundless and destroyed the balance of the earth, so his Heavenly Tribulation was ten times stronger than ordinary people. Just a thunderbolt blasted the invincible Xiangxi Ancestor and his golden corpse into slag.

After the death of the ancestor of Xiangxi in the catastrophe, the two tribes of sea and land, cultivators and mortals, the whole world held a celebration ceremony, celebrating a full 9981 days, which can be described as a celebration of the whole world. Many Fake Dan cultivators don't have the strength and courage to survive the Heavenly Tribulation, and they are trapped in this realm for the rest of their lives. Because if you can't survive the heavenly tribulation, your soul will be broken and you won't enter reincarnation. But the silver corpse king in front of him calls himself the ancestor of Xiangxi, what's going on?

"The Silver Corpse King. As we all know, the ancestor of Xiangxi has died under the catastrophe, his body and spirit are destroyed, and his soul is scattered. You said you are the ancestor of Xiangxi, how can I believe you?" Ren Qianxun said slowly. He was expressionless, noncommittal, unable to see joy or sorrow, and looked directly at the Silver Corpse King, wanting to see him through. It's simple, Ren Qianhiro needs a reason!

"Be prepared and prepared. In the past, I was always prepared with both hands. At that time, with my strength and preparation, I was not only sure of nine out of ten, but also seven or eight points of certainty. The world is impermanent, how could I have expected that the Heavenly Dao increased the power of the Heavenly Tribulation tenfold. That thunder fell, and my body and golden corpse were destroyed. However, I used the witch clan's holy art primordial god sustenance technique to entrust my soul in a silver corpse hidden aside. Since then, I have survived in another special form. "The Silver Corpse King is also the ancestor of Xiangxi in the past, and it is also embarrassing to say it. Fate is unpredictable, and the world is like Zhou Tian Xingchen, who can say for sure?

When Ren Qianxun heard this, he was silent. It is as strong as the ancestors of Xiangxi, who dominates the world and is invincible, so what? In the end, it ended up in a field where no people and no ghosts existed. Moreover, although this silver corpse can survive for a long time, its strength can hardly never grow. The ancestor of Xiangxi can be said to have cut himself off from the future.

"No matter how great you were in the past, it was a thing of the past, and now it's nothing? But I, Ren Qianxun, promise you here, if one day, I will fly to the spirit realm, I will give you back your freedom!" Ren Qianxun ruthlessly poured cold water on the ancestor of Xiangxi, warning him that his current identity and status later illuminated his hope.

When the ancestor of Xiangxi heard this, he was first gloomy and almost drowned in the river of despair, and then heard Ren Qianxun's promise, but his spirit was shocked, and he grabbed the only straw in the river of despair. Xiangxi Ancestor said excitedly: "Master, is this true?"

"It's true. Ren Qianxun said lightly. He didn't have too many sensational and gorgeous explanations, but the seriousness in his expression was true. Xiangxi Ancestor stared at Ren Qianxun for a long time, but still believed him. Ren Qianxun has the talent of heaven and earth, and with this kind of arrogant personality, he disdains to deceive people. The most important thing is that Ren Qianxun has a soul slave seal in his hand, and there is no point in lying to him.

"From now on, you are not the ancestor of Xiangxi, nor is you the king of the silver corpse, just call it Yinxiang!" Ren Qianxun looked at the sky with his eyes, as if talking to himself, but he said to the silver corpse king, the ancestor of Xiangxi in the past. Ren Qianxun's move is to want him to say goodbye to the past and usher in a new beginning.

"Yinxiang thank the master, give the name!" Yinxiang respectfully bent down to thank Ren Qianxun. Whether he liked the name or not, but he had to accept it.

Ren Qianxun began to look at the boundless sky, but no one knew what he was thinking in his heart? His expression was first confused and puzzled, then unwilling to suffer, and finally flashed with a fierce look. At this moment, it was as if he had made a major decision.

"Master, master?" Yin Xiang on the side stood respectfully for a long time, and finally called out to Ren Qianxun softly. He stopped after calling twice, he was afraid of angering Ren Qianxun.

"Yinxiang, why did you practice all your life in the past?" At this time, Ren Qianxun suddenly lowered his head high, turned his head to Yinxiang and asked.

When Yinxiang heard this, he was also stunned. There are countless cultivators in this world, and there are countless mortals who want to cultivate, but what are they practicing for? Cultivation is like survival for mortals, they have been working hard for him, doing everything they can, exhausting everything they have worked for him. But a few people have thought, what are we doing this for? This is the simplest question, but also the most difficult, the most unsolvable. Everyone's answer is different, but there's no right or wrong.

At this time, Yin Xiang opened his mouth to say something, but his throat still didn't make a sound in the end. Ren Qianxun waved his hand and said, "Don't say it." With the style of your ancestors in Xiangxi in the past, you know what you want to do. Let's go. ”

"Where is the master?"

"The next goal. ”

ps: Everyone can think about this question that philosophers can't figure out through the ages, why do you live when you are idle and bored?