Ning Yi came to the bank of the Apocalypse River.

He tentatively recited the name of Yuan in his heart.

No response...

Ning Yi jumped down directly.

The water of the Apocalypse River ripples with microwaves, and the waves are like a mirror.

This large mirror sets off all things in the world... But after Ning Yi jumped off, the large mirror opened and closed, swallowing the black shirt completely. Looking out of the lake, the world reflected in the mirror has not changed at all, but one person is missing.

sink.

sink.

Sink again.

Ning Yi held his breath and did not use the water-avoiding talisman. He soaked in the river water and dived. After a while, he noticed that the colors around him had changed... The swimming fish reflected the colorful light, and the bottom of the Tianqi River was like a sudden opening. The water flow from all directions dissipated at some point. The bubbles overflowing from the lips were still swelling, but they could breathe freely.

In front of Ning Yi, a young man with swaying water sleeves was sitting cross-legged.

What a foreigner who traveled far away.

No matter how you look at the Yuan robe, it is not the existence of this era, this place... and not only for the grassland, but also for the demon clan and the Sui Dynasty, they even look like a "strange man".

"Ning Yi, are you looking for me?"

Yuan slowly opened his eyes, with a gentle expression, and was not angry because he was awakened.

"I had silently recited your name by the river before, but I didn't respond, so I got down right away." Ning Yi grinned.

"I am not a true god... How can I feel something when I recite my name?" Yuan said helplessly: "Are you going to Badu City?"

The previous sentence made Ning Yi happy. His previous test was indeed good.

Yuan is not omniscient.

But the latter sentence made him very depressed.

Every time he approached Yuan, Ning Yi always felt that everything he had been seen through... There was no secret at all.

How exactly is this done?

Moreover, the meaning of Yuan is to truly achieve immortality. Will the hearts of reciting their names be reflected?

"If there is still immortality... reciting their names will cause a sense of emotion. As for deduction, it is not difficult. You are not the most suitable host for the word "Fate". Otherwise you can do it too." Yuan glanced at Ning Yi meaningfully, saw through his thoughts, and said, "The previous owner of this bamboo slip is more suitable for it than you."

Did the previous owner of the bamboo slips talk about Xu Qingke?

Some distracting thoughts were erased by Ning Yi as soon as they were born.

"I originally wanted to ask some secrets of the demon world..." Ning Yi spoke, saying, "But I have new questions now."

"I am not the most suitable host for the Word of Life... Why can I still refine it?"

"The Sword Holder Ancient Scrolls are scattered all over the world. No matter how talented a person is, he cannot control such a powerful and alienated power at the same time." Yuan said slowly: "Even the first sword holder who created them, it is impossible to do it... Therefore, no one of the sword holders can possibly be the most suitable host for all ancient scrolls. But you are at least the fitting persons of one of the ancient books."

He looked at Ning Yi and smiled and said, "You are lucky. The two volumes of Shengshan that you found from here are very suitable for you."

"The sword holder and the ancient scrolls achieve each other and change each other... If you get not the mountain scroll or the new word scroll, maybe this is not the case at this moment." Yuan added: "But the sword holder can completely refine all the ancient scrolls and mobilize the power of the heavenly book... This is something that no one else can compare with. Even if there is a 'fit person' of the ancient scroll, you cannot resist the sword holder's power to summon the ancient scrolls."

Having said that.

Ning Yi understood... No wonder he did not feel that his strength had increased much after refining the "Fate Word Book", and he could indeed mobilize some of the predictive power.

But compared to Xu Qingke.

The light of the word "Fate" in your hands is too dimmed.

The meaning behind Yuan... is that no one can resist the power of the sword holder to summon the ancient scrolls.

For example, the lost causal scroll, even if someone picks it up and fits it perfectly, it is impossible to truly own it.

The master of the Book of Heaven can only be the sword holder.

Ning Yi suddenly remembered some past events that did not belong to his era... Yu Qingshui used the "Fate Word Scroll" to refine his body and reincarnate again. During those five hundred years, there was a swordsman.

Black robe.

In other words, in those five hundred years, Heibo had already seen the "word of life scroll", but it had not been taken back, but deliberately gave power to Yu Qingshui?

it is a pity.

Both parties involved in this question have died and can no longer find the answer.

"So that's it, I understand."

Ning Yi felt a little regretful, but unfortunately there was a little girl holding a swordsman in the demon clan, who would cause trouble for herself, otherwise the collection journey of the ancient scrolls would be much easier.

He is not good at deducing cause and effect, so it is obvious that the word "destiny" is not suitable for him.

But Hei Jin is the same as himself.

Both of them are sword cultivators, mountain characters, li characters, and new characters, and dead characters, which are all great gifts... They can be used in actual combat and greatly improve their killing power!

"I have a question about the White Emperor of the East Demon Realm." Ning Yi looked solemn and asked in a deep voice: "I want to know if he was in seclusion after the Tianhailou War. Is it possible that he had taken that step?"

The man in the water sleeves stared at Ning Yi calmly.

"Do you think...I will know about immortality?"

Yuan suddenly laughed.

Ning Yi could only speak in a hurry. He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer Yuan.

"There is no difference between the White Emperor and the Dragon Emperor... They are both life-threatening fighters who want to attack the last level for countless years." Yuan's voice was very soft, saying: "Some people are indeed great. But in the long river of history, they are really small. So small that there is only... a small wave."

More people don’t even have waves.

Ning Yi was silent and had already understood Yuan's meaning in these words, but he still did not give up. He must ask what happened, "So, is there a slight possibility...even if it becomes half a step immortal?"

After all, I witnessed the immortal scene of Emperor Taizong's promotion... The fierce tide brought too much shock to Ning Yi.

The moment Taizong transcended Nirvana, he crushed all his opponents.

Yuan just smiled and had no answer.

Ning Yi knew that if Yuan didn't speak, he would definitely not be able to answer, not that he would not be willing to answer.

This question... can only give up.

Just when Ning Yi was about to give up.

"It's not that they are not strong enough. It's because of the general trend." Yuan smiled and said, "The general trend does not allow new immortals to appear. So no matter how you fight for your life or how you calculate, it's useless... The world is complete and there will be no gaps in the avenue."

"What's more, Ning Yi."

"Is there one of the immortals in the ancient times survived?" Yuan stared at Ning Yi and smiled: "The immortals that people understand... are still dead, and there is no more than ashes left."

Yuan stared at Ning Yi, and his smile gradually became stiff.

A strange phenomenon suddenly occurred in the entire Apocalypse River, with wisps of silver thunder exploding at the bottom of the water until Yuan closed his eyes and stopped looking at Ning Yi.

The violent power of disaster came suddenly because of this glance - the two of them were silent.

Ning Yi probably guessed what Yuan saw in him... There was also an "immortal" trapped in a cage on the back of Shushan.

Yuan saw the existence of "monkey"!

The power of the catastrophe gradually dissipated.

The man in Shuixiu slowly opened his eyes. He looked sad and said hoarsely: "Although this subverts my cognition. But... what is the difference between immortality living in a cage and death?"

Ning Yi sighed and said, "What about you?"

He has always been curious about what the hell is.

"I'm different from them..." Yuan's voice sounded a little bitter.

He never kept his secret to Ning Yi, "What I said is that I am just a foreigner."

Time froze in him.

This is not immortality.

This...is more like a punishment.

Ning Yi suddenly asked another question.

"What about me?"

Yuan kept silent again.

Ning Yi stared at the man in Shuixiu. At this moment, Yuan withdrew his gaze.

This time, Yuan closed his eyes again.

Ning Yi laughed at himself, his voice a little sad, "So the sword holder is also a stranger? I was thrown into Xiling and grew up, and it looked like a pre-arranged plan... It's such a bad luck. I can't say that I also burst out from the crack of the stone, right?"

This is what the monkey said to him.

Monkey asked Ning Yi who his parents were.

Ning Yi said that he had no parents.
To be continued...