It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

A powerful force gradually spread on the old man in front of him.

Everything around him was distorting, as if being affected by the old man's breath, he was being squeezed out unconsciously.

There is a sense of twilight in the old man, but it would be a big mistake to think that such an old man is the one who is about to enter the coffin.

Although he was in a state of twilight, the old man seemed to be unable to avoid those years, and he did not dare to leave any traces at all.

Although he looks the same as Sui Lao, Zhou An thinks that the old man in front of him is not Sui Lao.

The old man looked at Zhou An, the approval in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he showed a very appreciative smile: "How did you see through this situation?"

Zhou An pointed to the surroundings and said slowly: "I think that no matter how perverted a person's personality is, they will not do such blatant things."

The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.

If it were Zhou An, even if he had some perverted ideas, he would not choose his plan in front of others, or even give others so-called choices.

This is even more impossible.

All this happened so suddenly, especially the face-fluttering scene just now, Zhen Tianzun felt so sudden to him.

Wouldn't it be simpler and more convenient to bury the coffin quietly, let Zhou An assimilate with the coffin, and do something about it, without having to worry about anything happening?

So this is Zhou An's biggest doubt.

The old man suddenly realized: "I am really too impatient. Time is limited. You are leaving soon. I have to find a way to keep you and see how talented you are."

Zhou An remained silent and did not answer this question.

After a pause, the old man asked again: "How can you confirm that I am not old?"

Zhou An did not answer, but asked: "I wonder how much of the illusions that senior showed me are true and how false?"

The old man thought for a while and said: "Basically, except for my identity, my identity is not in an illusion."

Zhou An understood, and then said: "Then I can conclude that the senior is not old. In the illusion, Sui Lao is dead, sleeping with history, and breathing with the years, but after death, he His bones were turned into reliefs and engraved with tombstones.”

"When I came to this space before, what I saw was a skeleton. The stone slab in front of the skeleton was only half-engraved. The skeleton made me fall into an illusion. Then this skeleton must be someone other than Sui Lao."

"So I conclude that the senior is the skeleton, or that he transformed into a skeleton."

At this point, Zhou An stopped talking, but the meaning was self-evident.

As Zhou An spoke, the old man smiled more and more on his face, and the admiration in his eyes became more and more exuberant.

After Zhou An finished speaking, the old man asked.

"In today's world, are all the young people of today as smart and capable as you?"

Zhou An thought for a moment, then said in a positive tone: "I don't know, I couldn't feel it when I hit them."

When he finished saying this, even a living epic like the old man couldn't help but look stiff.

He always felt that Zhou An's answer exceeded his expectations.

"Senior, back to the topic, I want to know who you are?" Zhou An continued to ask.

The old man didn't answer, shook his head, and then said in a very irritating tone: "Guess."

The corners of Zhou An's mouth twitched slightly.

Seeing that the old man really didn't seem to want to answer, he actually guessed.

Afterwards, Zhou An touched his chin with his hand and walked back and forth.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the clothes on the old man's body.

He is still dressed in white, just like the skeleton before, but the details on this white clothes are more obvious than before.

On the collar and cuffs of the white clothes, there are thin lines of light gold, patterned with auspicious clouds and tiny long patterns, like dragons.

Zhou An narrowed his eyes, as if he had guessed something, then he put down his hand and suddenly said, "Junior Zhou An, I have met His Majesty."

His Majesty.

When these two words were spoken, the old man's expression paused, and then he revealed memories and deep thoughts, as if he was remembering his past years.

"I haven't heard such a title for a long time." The old man sighed: "In the current situation, who is the emperor in your country, and what state is it?"

Zhou An shook his head: "Nowadays, there are several countries, and the emperor of the Great Chu State where I am, I don't know what strength he has."

He answered honestly, changing from his previous hesitation.

After all, if what he just guessed was correct, then the person in front of him was probably the emperor of the so-called great domain dynasty that transcended the four major categories before those endless years.

"How could you guess my identity?" the old man asked with interest.

Zhou An said without hesitation: "To be able to go deep into it and live longer than any ancient epic, then it must be above the four major categories, and above the leaders of the four major categories, I I can only guess such an identity."

Just like the current state of Chu, is the national teacher strong, the general secretary strong, and the prime minister strong?

But there is someone more interested than them, and that is Emperor Xingwu.

If Emperor Xingwu sits in the Great Chu Kingdom, the Great Chu Kingdom will not be in chaos.

Therefore, Zhou An came to this conjecture.

"Since I am no longer the emperor, there is no need to call me Your Majesty." The old man said with a smile: "My real name is Yang, you can just call me Mr. Yang."

Zhou An then put down his hand and said, "Thank you, Senior Yang. May I ask what Senior Yang means when he suddenly appears and gives me another illusion?"

If you have any questions, just ask. This is Zhou An's personality. In a situation like this, it's best to be direct.

Because the person standing in front of him is a legendary figure who has lived to this day outside the independent years. He is still one of the people who stood at the top of that era.

If you are trying to trick someone like this in front of him, they won't have to use your abilities at all. They can tell it with just a casual glance.

After all, the little rice you eat is not as much salt as others, and the roads you have traveled are not as many bridges as others. Why should you be careful?

So simplicity is the ultimate.

Zhou An thought that the other party would give him some lofty answer. For example, because he saw that you were very talented and had amazing talents, he wanted to test it and then give you some treasure, just like what he saw before. Like a novel.

Who would have known that after asking this question, Mr. Yang actually shook his head.

"I've just been here for a long time and was bored. I finally saw someone come in, so I came up with this idea."

It's that simple, it's that direct.

Zhou An's head is full of black lines, but if you think about it carefully, it actually makes sense.

At their level, to be honest, for them, the long years are just a blink of an eye.

What kind of talent, what kind of genius, have they not seen before?

It's just that Mr. Yang must be bored if he stays here for a long time.

And to be honest, except for the pervert Zhou An, they may not be able to find this ancient city even if it stands in front of them just by relying on the psychic realm.

So after so many years, Zhou An has only walked through it once. Because of this, Mr. Yang became curious and used those illusions to learn about Zhou An's past, and then tested Zhou An. It was as simple as that.

"Senior Yang, why are you staying here?" Zhou An continued to ask, not getting the answer he wanted.

He is really curious now, and is even more interested in this former emperor of the entire dynasty.

After all, as far as he knew and understood, in that ancient era, there was only such a dynasty.

That was much more powerful than the current Great Chu State.

After all, there is no country that can be said to dominate the world.

Everyone is divided among themselves.

In that era, it could be said that there was only one dynasty that could dominate the world.

It really stands above the four categories.

Regarding Zhou An's question, Yang Lao's eyes showed loneliness and nostalgia again. He waved his hand, and a table and two chairs appeared in front of them.

Then, Mr. Yang remembered something again, waved his hand again, and another chair appeared in front of him.

"Sit down, and ask the little girl in your shadow to come out and sit too. This little girl really likes you. The woman I simulated is full of murderous intent after just a little teasing." Mr. Yang slowly said.

After finishing speaking, he sat on the chair minding his own business.

Although he laughed at himself and said that he was no longer the emperor, every move was filled with the emperor's unique aura of looking down on the world.

Even when he was sitting there, he could feel the strong aura of a superior person coming to his face.

Zhou An is a natural person, and he never restrains himself. He sat directly opposite. At the same time, the black jade from the shadow came out and sat next to Zhou An.

Since coming out, Black Jade has looked at Mr. Yang with a particularly interested look.

Mr. Yang was also very calm, looking back at Black Jade with the eyes of an elder.

Zhou An sat next to him and looked at the two people, feeling that Black Jade was a bit strange.

From the day Black Jade followed him, he had never seen her so interested in anyone. This was really the first time.

As if sensing Zhou An's gaze, Black Jade turned her head, then gently placed her white hands on Zhou An's arms, carefully pulled them, and brought her red lips to Zhou An's ears. , whispered in a low voice.

"Zhou An, he is very similar to me."

When Zhou An heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

In the eyes of people in the industry, talking in such a low voice is no different from conspiring loudly.

Of course, he is also a calm person and listened to these words naturally.

After listening, I fell into deep thought.

resemblance?

When these two words appeared, Zhou An immediately thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Mr. Yang, the shock in his eyes was undisguised.

"Senior Yang, is it possible that you are half-human and half-weird?"

Black Jade is half human and half weird. If we talk about similarities, there is only one guess.

Sure enough, after Zhou An said these words, Mr. Yang nodded and said without hesitation: "You guessed it right, I am the first, and she should be the second, but my situation is different from hers. , This little girl seems to have come out through childbirth, but I am different. I became like this because of the gradual erosion of endless years and in order to survive."

Having said this, Mr. Yang waved his hand.

At this time, all the surrounding scenery began to gradually change.

Zhou An found that he was still in the room, but everything around him had turned into an illusion.

Then, Mr. Yang pointed forward and said with a smile.

"You are very curious, let's see how I survived."

Zhou An turned his head and looked in the direction that Mr. Yang pointed. Then, not far away, he saw a man who looked somewhat similar to Mr. Yang, sitting there.

However, it is not an image of an old man, but of a sturdy middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is wearing a yellow robe, and his figure is extremely majestic, giving people a sense of majesty.

Apart from these, he is like a god sitting at the top, looking at everything in the world.

Even if he is just sitting cross-legged on the ground, it seems that there is a throne connecting the sky and the earth behind him, and all living beings are spinning in his hands.

This is the founder of the Great Region Dynasty, the unrivaled emperor.

But at this moment, in addition to the majestic aura of heaven and earth, there was also a heavy twilight aura about Mr. Yang.

"I'm dying."

In the illusion, Mr. Yang sighed. Although his straight back was not bent, his energy and energy were already declining sharply.

"Everyone is dead, all my old acquaintances are gone, and Lu Yi is gone. I should have died, but I don't worry."

"So I'm here, and when I'm about to die, I will use Lu Yi and all my old friends to suppress me completely."

Zhou An raised his eyebrows when he heard this, as if he understood what it meant.

According to this meaning, Mr. Yang is probably afraid that he will be in danger to the entire world after becoming weird, so he also wants to use the green method to suppress himself.

Zhou An said nothing and continued reading patiently.

Then, everything in front of him began to change again.

Mr. Yang's health is getting worse day by day, and his posture has changed from that of a middle-aged man to that of a stooped old man.

The yellow robe faded and turned white.

At this time, the twilight energy in Mr. Yang's body had reached an earth-shattering level, like the roaring roar of the Yellow River.

Even just one touch can make a person's lifespan come to an end.

This ancient emperor, at this moment, is like an ordinary old man, holding the pen left by his age in his hand, writing continuously on the stone tablet.

"There's nothing to write about, he's just a person hanging on to his last breath. In the end, he didn't bring anything to the world."

Yang Lao wrote half of it, then put away the jade pen, with a look of deep shame in his eyes.

He seemed much older in an instant.

"I still claim to be the master of the world and the emperor who controls the world. In the end, I can't even protect my people and give them a stable environment. I failed!"

The slate was only half written, but Mr. Yang gave up.

He slumped to the ground while lying flat on his back, closing his eyes.

There were tears sliding down the corners of his eyes.

Zhou An fell into silence when he saw this scene, not knowing how to evaluate it.

He thought that if he were in Mr. Yang's position, the regret he felt at this moment would be true.

In ancient times, an emperor of an entire dynasty was once the master of the entire world.

People like this are arrogant and conceited.

He has great ambitions and amazing talents, but something strange happened at the last moment.

The strange appearance made Mr. Yang mentally and physically exhausted. The emperors of the whole world in this early period saw their people displaced and their lives in dire straits. In the end, they could only improve by lingering on, but they could not cure it.

That feeling of powerlessness is extremely oppressive.

In front of his eyes, the picture was flowing again, and the twilight aura on Mr. Yang's body was gradually deepening as time passed.

Although time cannot leave any trace on his body, it is like an invisible knife, constantly digging into his inner flesh.

Next, an extremely terrifying scene appeared in front of Zhou An, making Zhou An's eyes widen.

Half of the flesh and blood in Mr. Yang's body is gradually disappearing.

It seemed like there were endless bugs that were gnawing away.

After half of his blood and flesh disappeared, only a piece of withered bones remained on Mr. Yang's body.

The other half of flesh and blood is also gradually disappearing.

Zhou An originally thought that Mr. Yang would turn into a corpse, but what happened next surprised him.

In front of him, the half of the bones exuded not a unique human aura, but a strange aura.

When the strange aura appeared, it immediately caused reactions from the surrounding people.

At this time, Mr. Yang, who had been letting Zhou An watch silently, said something that seemed to be an evaluation of the rest of his life.

"It's strange, why did I turn into something weird? I have resentment, I have huge resentment!"

"My resentment is that I didn't solve the mystery before I died. This kind of resentment can't be suppressed even in the cemetery."

Zhou An nodded.

If you can control it, then it is fake.

Such a big figure who is separated from the leaders of the four major categories may not be able to be controlled in these places.

But he didn't speak and continued to read.

Later, when a strange aura appeared on Mr. Yang's body, a strong sense of oppression suddenly appeared on the reliefs and bluestone slabs.

After the sense of oppression appeared, it continued to condense on Mr. Yang's half-skeleton.

This is the power of the relief, the remaining power of the remaining saints, to the extent that when they come together, even a gathering of conspirators will be intimidated.

"It should be effective." Zhou An thought to himself.

When the power came to half of the skeleton, it immediately suppressed the strange aura, and the flesh and blood returned, completely covering half of the skeleton.

But Zhou Ping'an keenly felt that this was not the case.

"This is replenishing the flesh and blood, but the fundamental weirdness has not changed." Zhou An said with a frown.

Sure enough, as he thought, when the flesh and blood were replenished, Mr. Yang's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened their eyes.

Then, he sat up and looked at his right hand, which should have been a piece of bone.

Even this once ancient emperor could not hide the shock in his eyes.

"I became half weird, half human?"

At this point, the illusion ends and everything disappears.

Zhou An looked at Mr. Yang with complicated eyes.

"Because of the half-human and half-weird reason, his lifespan has been extended."

This was his conjecture. After all, it was truly a miracle that Mr. Yang had survived from those ancient times to this day.

Mr. Yang did not refute this conjecture, and even nodded affirmatively.

"You guessed it right, but from then on, I couldn't leave this place. Look around. They imprisoned the one-armed old man we met at the beginning. They imprisoned the green man, and they also imprisoned me."

"For me, this is a living cell, a cell condensed by countless sages, and a cell condensed by my old comrades."

"If I go out, the other half of my body will completely turn into something strange. From then on, it is very likely that if I look at it casually, countless creatures will die."

At this point, Zhou An already understood what was going on.

Including why this ancient emperor stayed here.

He sighed, not knowing what to say.

"Boy, if you have anything to say, just say it. I can't give you any benefits, but if you want to know any secrets, I can tell you clearly." Mr. Yang said.

Zhou An raised his head and then asked: "Is the weirdness really impossible to eradicate? What is inside the cracks? What is after the cracks within the cracks?"

This was what he wanted to know most. At first, the Guild Club said that she was weird, so it couldn't be explained due to the rules, but the person in front of him was a living person, a former emperor, and an epic from ancient times.

After hearing Zhou An's question, Mr. Yang smiled and shook his head: "There are really a lot of things you want to know, and your ambition is not small."

Zhou An replied: "It's not ambition, just a little curious."

He was telling the truth, he was just curious.

Mr. Yang withdrew his gaze and fell into deep thought, as if he was organizing his words.

After a moment, he said slowly.

"It's just a guess that the source of the weirdness comes from pollution, but who is the source of the pollution? We don't know. As for what the cracks in the cracks you mentioned are, our guess is that there is a polluted world behind the cracks."

A polluted world?

Zhou An touched his chin and felt that it was getting more and more interesting.

He said nothing, waiting patiently for Mr. Yang to continue.

After just a slight pause, Mr. Yang continued to speak.

"There is deathly silence and a completely destroyed world. It's like the world we live in was once alive, but our various practices have made our world not like that world."

"I say this, do you understand?"

Zhou An nodded, indicating that he understood.

Actually, it's really simple.

That place should be a completely dead world, and everything in it is occupied by weirdness. Unlike the world Zhou An is in now, there are still humans alive and prosperous.

Zhou An thought for a while, still thinking about what he needed to ask, but when he thought about it, there was nothing to ask.

This situation is normal. A big boss from ancient times suddenly comes and asks you to ask him a secret. You really can't figure it out for a while.

When Mr. Yang saw Zhou An's look, he understood and waved his hand: "Actually, those secrets from ancient times are nothing to listen to. Everyone has turned into loess. What's the use of telling the secrets? If you really want to I want to say, you are here, I can talk to you for countless years, but it is of no use."

"In fact, the most important thing for you right now is to continuously weaken the cracks through the psychic space. Only in this way can the weirdness in the cracks be truly alleviated."

"Until one day, someone appears who can completely solve the mystery."

Zhou An nodded, expressing understanding.

"Let's go, you young people have your own things to do, there's no need to stay here." Mr. Yang said with some calmness on his face.

He was very satisfied, because after endless years, he was too lonely. Today Zhou An chatted with him for a while, which relieved this loneliness.

He can stay here again for countless years.

In fact, this ancient emperor was both a prisoner and the controller of this kind of cemetery.

"Is there a chance to meet next time?" Zhou An stood up.

He is indeed going out now. All the troubles have been resolved, and he still needs to get out of the liver proficiency.

As for this place, let them sleep here.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult next time, because this cemetery is not here forever and will keep moving around." Mr. Yang said slowly.

"After all, if you stay in one place for too long, there will be a risk of exposure sooner or later, so I keep wandering around."

"And in the psychic space, there is the residual aura of the crack, and there is also resentment."

"If you stay in one place for a long time, I'm afraid there will be resentment here and break the balance here."

Zhou An nodded to express his understanding.

Indeed, if you stay in one place for a long time, this is really possible.

"Mr. Yang." Zhou An rubbed his hands: "Are there any relics? With so many masters sleeping forever, can you give me one or two?"

Mr. Yang shook his head: "No, how do you think these reliefs came to be?"

The implication is that this relief is related to things like relics.

"Before you leave, do me a favor and rearrange the formation so that at least some little ones will not step into it and be disturbed."

"They are not as powerful as you. Maybe after seeing these countless reliefs, their minds will be shaken. They may be so ambitious that they will be unable to move forward for the rest of their lives."

Zhou An agreed.

Mr. Yang remembered another thing and said: "The Master of the Formation is real. Back then, one of her subordinates was also a Formation Master. He passed by here, but unfortunately he couldn't break the Formation. I have explored her past."

Zhou An nodded, he didn't take these things to heart.

If you indulge in sex, just beat him to death when he comes. It's very simple.

"You're weird, kid. I couldn't explore your past. I only know that Zong Xing has a grudge against you, and it's because I've seen Zong Xing."

Mr. Yang pondered: "But I don't care, who doesn't have some secrets?"

Zhou An didn't say anything, and he couldn't explain this thing clearly.

Mr. Yang just sat like this, put his hands on his knees, straightened his back, and did not continue talking.

Zhou An stood up silently, and then, without any nonsense, began to arrange the formation.

The layout is very simple, and the materials are also very simple. Just use these stone slabs and the materials will not be damaged.

Because these bluestone slabs cannot be eroded even by time.

Soon, the formation was successfully deployed, which was much better than the broken formation. At least in Zhou An's opinion, people in the psychic realm could not disable it.

"Senior, I'll leave first." Zhou An said with his hands in hand.

Mr. Yang waved his hand to let him leave.

Zhou An did not stay any longer and turned around to leave the space.

After leaving the room, the depressing feeling was relieved. The palace was still black around him, but Zhou An did not hesitate and was ready to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Black Jade, who had been beside him, suddenly took his hand and asked him to stop.

Zhou An asked strangely: "What's going on?"

Black Jade, like Mr. Yang, is half human and half strange.

But Heiyu was not like Mr. Yang who would be banned here, so Heiyu pulled him at this time, and he felt that he must have something to say.

Sure enough, when Zhou An's eyes came over, Black Jade spread out his white palms.

On the palm of his hand, there was a mass of black Qi that was constantly flowing.

And inside the black Qi, there is a golden color that is constantly looming.

"What is this?" Zhou An frowned.

Black Jade quietly pointed to the room behind him and whispered: "He gave it to me, and he also said something to me."

Zhou An asked: "What are you talking about?"

Black Jade pointed at the ball of Qi and said, "He said this is good for me."

When Zhou An heard this, he frowned and prepared to take the ball of Qi from the black jade hand.

But before he could take it, Mr. Yang's voice came from that room.

"Don't touch it. It's half-human and half-weird Qi. It won't do you any good if you touch it."

"Don't worry, I have no other thoughts. This little girl has six extremely powerful miscellaneous abilities, but it is extremely difficult to integrate them."

"When she reaches the fusion standard, this mass of Qi can help her completely fuse. It can be regarded as a gift from this old guy like me. It can only be like this."

Zhou An looked at the ball of Qi and winked, indicating that the black jade should be put away.

This thing can definitely play a huge role after Black Jade obtains the remaining two eight unique skills.

But now is not the time to use it.

Using it now, you can fuse up to six types, but after eight types, that will be the best time.

Black Jade was confused, but he still put Qi into his palm.

Zhou An turned around again, raised his hands towards the room and said, "Thank you, Senior Yang, for the gift."

After saying that, he took Black Jade and left the Black Palace.

But before leaving, he said something silently, as if talking to himself.

"In fact, if ancient sages like you don't give gifts, we will be very happy."

After saying these words, he left the black palace and disappeared.

In the room, Mr. Yang shook his head with relief after hearing Zhou An's voice.

"I am the emperor of the Great Domain Dynasty. How can I not give you any benefits? It's just that I am too embarrassed to take out this thing. You kid will give me face."

After so many years, he called himself "I" for the first time, and there was no sense of unfamiliarity.

Mr. Yang looked at the bluestone slabs around him, lying on the ground, resting his head on his hands: "Old friends, let's go on and see when these long years will end."

No one around responded, but the bluestone trembled majestically, as if accompanying the ancient emperor, never wavering.

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