The Ancient Vast Realm

Feng Xuan looked at the bronze scroll and did not continue to dwell on the previous question. He knew that since he could not get an answer, there would probably be no progress if he continued to ask, so he simply changed the question.

However, unexpectedly, Feng Xuan thought that after asking this question, the bronze scroll would reply to him immediately as before, but he did not expect that the bronze scroll did not reply for a long time, as if it was thinking.

Feng Xuan waited silently, without urging. This question had troubled him for almost a hundred years, and he did not lack this time and patience.

He has never been a lucky person. On the contrary, the Feng family can be said to be plagued by disasters and extremely unlucky. If there is any good thing, it is probably not the turn of the Feng family.

Feng Xuan does not believe in such things as pie in the sky. He only believes that everything has already existed in secret. There are various costs, but it is only a matter of time.

Now he is no longer the person of the small place with shallow knowledge. As his knowledge becomes wider and his cultivation becomes more profound, he understands the power and magic of the bronze scroll.

It can be said that a bronze space and the Great Evolution Monument alone are almost equivalent to priceless treasures. Feng Xuan believes that no matter which of these two things is taken out separately, the value may exceed that of a top-grade holy weapon or even a divine weapon.

However, these two heaven-defying treasures are just certain abilities in the bronze ancient scroll. The existence of the bronze ancient scroll itself is simply difficult to guess.

Feng Xuan has never forgotten that the bronze ancient scroll is suspected to have revealed its traces in the ancient times, and the purpose of the other party's revealing is to sweep away the feather light of Yi, the top powerhouse of the human race, in front of countless powerful people in the world, and then leave without anyone being able to stop it.

From this point of view alone, the mystery of the bronze ancient scroll has exceeded Feng Xuan's understanding. This is at least an ancient existence from the same period as Jian Qi.

I don't know how long it took, just when Feng Xuan thought that the bronze ancient scroll would refuse to answer his question again, but he saw that the green light on its surface decreased again, and then a message was transmitted to his mind.

"Because you are the most likely, you don't have to worry about anything, and you don't need to pay anything now.

If you can meet the requirements in the end, the cause and effect between us will end here. If you can't meet the final requirements, everything will be meaningless.

You are still too weak now, you just need to grow up until a certain moment in the future, you will finally understand everything."

When Feng Xuan finished reading the information in his mind, his face looked very calm, and it could even be said that the answer of the bronze scroll was almost within his expectations.

The other party's answer was ambiguous, and he did not choose to answer his question directly, but he showed his attitude.

Feng Xuan didn't understand what the other party meant by "maybe", but it was not difficult to understand from the subsequent words.

What the bronze scroll needs is the "fruit" of Feng Xuan in the future, as for what this "fruit" is, Feng Xuan does not know.

However, Feng Xuan, who got this clear answer, seemed to be relieved for some reason.

In Feng Xuan's mind, the worst result is that the bronze scroll takes away everything from him, his soul and even his original true spirit. Maybe his existence is a puppet cultivated by the other party.

But Feng Xuan understood one thing more. If it weren't for the existence of the bronze scroll, perhaps a hundred years ago, when he met the sword-wielding pig, he should have been buried in the barren mountain.

Disasters are entangled, and there is death but no life.

However, the appearance of the bronze scroll changed everything, allowing him to not only survive to this day, but even his own disasters have been reduced to the lowest.

"I understand..."

Feng Xuan was silent, and then said lightly, without showing any embarrassment.

"You can also ask one last question"

It seemed that he was very satisfied with Feng Xuan's performance. This time, the bronze scroll actually took the initiative to transmit thoughts to Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan thought about it, and it seemed that after getting the previous answers, the rest seemed not so important.

Of course, he still had a lot of questions in his mind, but they all involved the origin of the bronze scroll. Feng Xuan knew that even if he asked, there would probably be no results.

Just when he wanted to end the conversation, he suddenly paused and then asked:

"By chance, I once saw a being like you at the end of the ancient times, sweeping away the light of the ancestor of our human race, Yi. Was it you?

You don't have to answer your purpose. I just want to know, is the ancestor Yi alive or dead?"

Feng Xuan lowered his eyebrows and asked softly.

Hearing Feng Xuan's question, the bronze scroll did not hesitate this time, and immediately sent a thought.

"That was indeed me. My existence has no ill will towards you, the human race. As for that human race, maybe one day in the future, you will be able to see it again."

When this thought emerged, the last green light on the surface of the bronze scroll also disappeared, and the bronze scroll itself disappeared with it.

Seeing the disappearance of the bronze scroll, Feng Xuan's mouth was outlined with a smile.

His last question seemed to be just about the whereabouts of the human ancestor Yi, but in fact he wanted to get an answer, an answer that he cared about the most, that is, whether the bronze scroll was an enemy or a friend to the entire human race.

And the bronze scroll gave him this answer very straightforwardly.

Feng Xuan did not doubt that the other party would lie to him, because there was no need.

Feng Xuan understood that with the ability shown by the bronze scroll before, even if he wanted to forcibly modify his memory, it would probably be easy to do.

When Feng Xuan regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he saw that the world had already calmed down. The erupting spiritual tide had dissipated at some point, leaving only the huge Dharma image body still standing behind his true spirit.

Feng Xuan's true spirit turned around and looked at the dark and faceless phantom giant hidden in the black fog behind him. He immediately felt a strange feeling coming into his mind.

While Feng Xuan's true spirit was looking at the phantom giant, the phantom giant was also looking at Feng Xuan's true spirit.

"What a strange feeling, two of me?"

Feng Xuan's eyes showed strange colors. This was not the split of his soul, nor was it the incarnation of the aura of disaster, but it was indeed two of him.

The phantom giant was transformed by Feng Xuan's magical power of the law of heaven and earth, and the true spirit body was transformed by his soul, but no matter which one it was, it could be said to be Feng Xuan himself.

Or to some extent, the Law of Heaven and Earth is like Feng Xuan's physical body, and the True Spirit Body is his soul, but now the two can be separated as independent existences. In fact, the root of everything still lies in Feng Xuan himself.

"Both paths have broken through. I wonder what my strength has reached now?

However, the Soul Control Stage of the Wu Dao is mainly to control the fighting soul. Now I don't have a powerful soul in my hand. I am afraid that the improvement in strength is not as great as I imagined.

It's a pity that I haven't practiced the Burial God. If I can directly control the gods to fight like my senior brother, I am afraid that except for the strong people in the late fourth realm who have mastered the space, I don't have to worry about the rest of them, right?"