Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The elegant and simple study room is very quiet,

"For the human race?"

Feng Jiuxuan's voice was flat, but one could feel his disdain for the words.

Old man Luo didn't care about this tone, and said:

"Yes, Jiantian Pavilion was founded for the continuation of the human race.

"At least in my generation, the original intention of Jiantian Pavilion was retained. Although the internal power struggle was fierce, at least when the White Ghost Tribulation came, you could say that your lips were dead and your teeth were cold, but the result was Jiantian. The pavilion carries a small half of the sky of the human race."

"certainly,

"Now that their original intentions have changed, they don't know. After all, only when they survive and become stronger can they discuss their original intentions, don't they?"

Speaking of which,

Old man Luo smiled indifferently, and continued:

"I think Xu Xiangguo, you should know, what does it mean that the master of Jiantian Pavilion can't see the future?"

Xu Yinhe pondered for a moment:

"I know, when I was young, I found some ancient books about Jiantian Pavilion in some secret realms."

Old man Luo showed a gentle and elegant smile with his Confucian appearance:

"In that case, I won't explain too much."

Xu Yinhe gently rubbed the cardboard edge of the memorial with his fingertips, and his voice was thick and deep:

"So, what do you mean, senior, that my next actions will lead to disaster?"

He knew that what he and Li Yaoxuan were going to do would kill many people.

Many innocent people will be displaced, and countless originally happy families will fall into disaster.

But catastrophe.

The so-called catastrophe, if you are not careful, the world of human beings is empty.

Old man Luo raised his hand and touched his chin, denying:

"That's not true. There are many descriptions of the catastrophe in Jiantian Pavilion, but in general, it is basically a dispute between ethnic groups."

Xu Yinhe suddenly stopped what he was doing, and the atmosphere in the room froze instantly:

"Clan battle?"

Old man Luo said without hesitation:

"Jiantian Pavilion has existed for a long time. The ancient documents in Jingshu Pavilion have been faulted several times due to catastrophes. However, the recorded catastrophes are basically other races wanting to occupy the middle land in order to survive."

"Interracial?"

Xu Yinhe narrowed his eyes, and pressed his index finger on the memorial that was opened on the table: "Gu Yuan?"

The only threat from the surrounding aliens is Gu Yuan.

A very simple reason,

The desert and the barbarians have barren land and harsh climate, which cannot support the rise of a strong ethnic group at all.

The monster races in Guyuan are different. Not only do they sit in the huge canyon of Guyuan, but they also have the Wanxing Mountains stretching for 100,000 miles as their private land.

It's just that they are not very united internally, and there are constant disputes among various races. If they all have a vision of living in Middle-earth, they can basically be said to be a small Great Yan Dynasty.

"I don't know about that."

Hearing this question, old man Luo was very bachelor: "In fact, catastrophe is dangerous and dangerous, but it will also be affected by some personal factors."

Xu Yinhe raised his eyes, his eyes were serious:

"how do I say this?"

Old man Luo explained with a smile:

"The disaster caused by the Charming Tree Spirit 20,000 years ago could have swept the world, but because of the Charming Tree Spirit itself, it was finally confined to the Qionghua Secret Realm."

"." Xu Yinhe didn't understand, but Feng Jiuxuan at the side suddenly murmured:

"Charming cherry tree, Qionghua secret realm?"

There was a hint of thoughtfulness in his long and narrow eyes, and his eyes were a little strange: "So that's how it is."

Xu Yinhe turned to look at Feng Jiuxuan:

"Have you found anything?"

"There are some."

Feng Jiuxuan nodded, his eyes revealing memories.

The fairy air in the dome palace is ethereal.

The two white figures seemed to be uninhabited among the surviving mountain guard formations.

In the huge palace complex, except for the damage caused by those juniors and the decay and collapse caused by time, most of the places still maintain the appearance of thousands of years ago.

Feng Jiuxuan in white robes and Tianyuan in fluttering palace skirts walked side by side, both of them could feel the coercion brought by the kung fu that was circulating on her body.

In terms of levels in Cangyuanli, if two people of level 120 are in a dungeon of level 85, the biggest threat can only be the other party.

Cooperation does not mean that it is impossible to do it.

Come to the deepest part of the mystery.

Feng Jiuxuan glanced sideways at the masked woman in a white dress with an indifferent expression:

"It seems that the location that your apprentice gave you is not accurate."

The main hall is empty, there are no bones and corpses, and there are no Sumeru precepts.

Tianyuan didn't express much emotion about this, but looked at Shangfeng Jiuxuan:

"That was 20,000 years ago. How many changes have taken place during the period, and how many people have come to explore during the period, these are unknown."

Feng Jiuxuan is concise and clear, analyzing:

"The Charming Tree Spirit still survived until Changtian came here, and it won't be taken away by outsiders."

"."

Tianyuan didn't speak any more, and a burst of divine light flashed in his golden eyes.

Feng Jiuxuan stared at her quietly.

However, Tianyuan seems to be inferring and probing.

time for a cup of tea,

Tianyuan's tall figure suddenly rose from the ground, and the snow-white skirt around her body moved without wind, and the tulle was lifted, and the hidden beauty was faintly visible.

Feng Jiuxuan held the sword and looked at her quietly.

the next moment,

"Boom—"

The entire Qionghua Palace began to shake, and the remaining formations were activated and shattered in an instant.

The stable structure of the main hall seemed to be shrouded by some kind of huge force and began to shake, and finally gradually fell apart under the weight of the load.

Magnificent dome, beams, supporting stone columns, floor.

within a few breaths,

The entire magnificent Qionghua Hall was dismantled into pieces of building materials that floated into the air.

Two figures in white also flew into the air along with the falling apart building materials.

Feng Jiuxuan stood on a stone brick, looked down, his pupils shrank slightly:

"This is."

Below Qionghua Hall is a pitch-black abyss.

With Feng Jiuxuan's cultivation base, he can naturally see the scene below through the darkness.

On the wall of the abyss is the dead and thick root of the Charming Cherry Tree, and countless corpses are hung on this intertwined root.

Looking at it at a glance, it is so dense that you can't see the end, there are no less than a million.

Much of it has weathered.

At the end of the abyss, there are dozens of skeletons that are still intact.

One of the golden skeletons was very conspicuous. It could be vaguely seen that the entire sternum of the golden skeleton had been broken, and the right arm and left leg were missing.

"."

Seeing this scene, even Feng Jiuxuan's concentration was a little unsteady.

What happened to this... this place?

"Xu Changtian didn't tell you what happened here?"

Tianyuan's voice came quietly: "Even if he doesn't have a soul, he should be able to remember some things."

"I don't want to worry about my family affairs."

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes returned to indifference, but his hands subconsciously clenched Qingyuan tightly.

That little bastard, why don't you tell him such important things?

He used to feel a little distressed when he saw Chang Ge beat this boy up, but now it seems

Very good, really good!

After a moment of silence, the two flew down at the same time.

It fell to the deepest part of the abyss, and the surroundings were pitch black, but it could not block the sight of the two at all.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Feng Jiuxuan stood there and looked around:

"Here, what happened?"

Tianyuan didn't hide it, and walked towards the golden skeleton:

"These people are all controlled by the Enchanting Tree Spirit, and they use them as nutrients to supply themselves."

Feng Jiuxuan stepped up to follow, frowned and said in a low voice:

"The monster fed by such a large number of cultivators is trapped here because time has been obliterated little by little?"

Tianyuan stopped before walking to the golden skeleton:

"The enchanting cherry tree is not trapped here. You should know that no matter how well-planned the formation is, it cannot last for 20,000 years without maintenance."

"What do you mean?" Feng Jiuxuan frowned.

Tianyuan glanced at it without emotion, and took back a Sumeru ring on the knuckles of the golden skeleton:

"Sword idiots like you don't understand. You can ask your nephew. He and my apprentice reenacted what happened to the Charming Tree Spirit in the illusion."

"."

Feng Jiuxuan ignored her words, stared at Tianyuan's actions, and pressed his thumb on the hilt of the sword, revealing an inch of cold light:

"What are you holding?"

"The relic of the former Jiantian Pavilion master."

Tianyuan turned around, her golden eyes were particularly conspicuous in the darkness:

"Xu Yinhe asked you to come here to reinforce the Northern Territory for these Sumeru Rings. It doesn't make any sense for you and me to fight here, just take your things and leave."

"."

Looking at each other for a moment, Feng Jiuxuan withdrew his thumb.

Seeing this, Tianyuan immediately soared into the sky, and disappeared into the black abyss without saying a word.

listen carefully,

Xu Yinhe, who was sitting behind the table, glanced at Xu Yuan expressionlessly.

"." Xu Yuan.

"It seems that we have kept a lot of things from our father for a long time."

"Cough father, listen to my explanation."

Xu Yuan coughed lightly: "My memory about the Qionghua Secret Realm is very vague, and I can't even say it."

The old man Luo laughed in a low voice with unknown meaning:

"Fuzzy. Tsk tsk."

"." Xu Yuan.

He glanced at the old man flatly.

Old man Luo chuckled, and cupped his hands at Xu Yinhe:

"Xu Xiangguo, you really can't blame Xu Xiaozi for this matter. Without the soul of Yantian, he can't remember many things."

"That's all."

Xu Yinhe just knocked on it indifferently, and then said: "What happened 20,000 years ago has passed, and at the important moment, Jiantian Pavilion was born."

"Father, wait a minute." Xu Yuan suddenly raised his hand upon hearing this.

The three present then looked at him,

Xu Yinhe was very calm when he was interrupted, after all, this child has such a temperament:

"Chang Tian, ​​what do you want to say?"

Xu Yuan chose his words carefully, found a chair and sat down:

"Father, the reason why Jiantian Pavilion is annoying is that they can infer the future and let them continue to develop. It is very likely that everyone will have another Supreme Emperor on their heads."

"Now that Jiantian Pavilion was born, it is indeed possible that the catastrophe is approaching. After all, when the catastrophe is approaching, they can't see the future, and the most annoying ability will be erased. motive for exterminating them."

"But is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that Jiantian Pavilion was forced to be born because it couldn't hide?"

In Cangyuan, until the end of the plot, the world is restored to peace, the Jiantian Pavilion has never appeared, and the so-called catastrophe of the world has never appeared.

It means that sects from all sides in the world are fighting back and forth.

Jiantian Pavilion was born early, most likely because of the influence of his butterfly.

Xu Yuan fell silent for a long time.

Xu Yinhe seemed to be reconsidering Xu Yuan's conjecture, he suddenly raised his hand and blocked old man Luo's five senses.

The phantom of the Confucian scholar standing in the middle of the study disappeared instantly.

"." The saint's remnant soul.

For a while, there were only three members of my family left in the study.

Xu Yinhe looked at Xu Yuan and asked in a low voice:

"Chang Tian, ​​do you mean that Luo Daofan can't be trusted?"

Xu Yuan shook his head:

"No, father, Luo Daofan is trustworthy, he is a traitor of Jiantian Pavilion, usually this kind of traitor beats up his own people more ruthlessly than his enemies.

"I mean, you don't have to be influenced by the statement that the catastrophe is coming."

"hehe."

Xu Yinhe chuckled, shook his head and slowly got up from the chair:

"Chang Tian never believed in fate as a father.

"Since you reminded me last time, Lou Ji's investigation has actually had some clues. In addition to what happened to your uncle this time, the existence of Jiantian Pavilion has indeed been hidden for too long. It is very likely that the choice to be born forced to be helpless."

"If Jiantian Pavilion is really for the continuation of the human race, Dayan can be exchanged for a national teacher. If it is for himself, then it is just an enemy hiding in the dark that has surfaced. Either way is a good thing for us."

"It's just that the current situation in the world has become more complicated, just like the person who bewitched you to attack that girl Mu Zhiyun, until now we still haven't found out whether it is the sect, the Jiantian Pavilion, or someone else. "

"."

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and remained silent when he heard this.

Up to now, with the birth of Jiantian Pavilion on Tianyan's side, all his plots have been completely sent.

Jiantian Pavilion is completely born, and there is a high probability that it will take the status of Tianyuan Sword Sect. With such a force, it is not certain whether those sects who have taken refuge in the Xiangguo Mansion will defect.

What the future holds is completely unpredictable.

Xu Yinhe walked slowly to Xu Yuan's side, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder:

"Chang Tian, ​​hurry up and practice, you won't have too much time left, if you need anything, contact Hua Hong directly."

talking,

Xu Yinhe turned to Feng Jiuxuan who was leaning against the wall:

"Brother, Chang Tian's practice, please pay more attention."

Feng Jiuxuan didn't give Xu Yinhe any face, and snorted coldly:

"Chang Tian is Qian'er's child, you don't need to tell me."

"."

Hearing Qian'er, Xu Yinhe's majestic eyes became complicated. After returning the soul ring to Xu Yuan, he walked out of the study in silence.

In the following days, apart from cultivation, Xu Yuan's life was only cultivation, boring cultivation.

Feng Jiuxuan didn't immediately teach Xu Yuan how to practice swordsmanship, but asked him to break through to the fifth-grade soul condensing first.

Although he is an innate Dao body, he still has money cheats, and it still takes time to break through the fifth rank.

Time passed day by day.

And Xu Yuan finally broke through from a rank-6 trash to a rank-5 rookie.

And at the same time,

At the intersection of the southern border of Dayan, which is far away from the imperial capital, and the vast wilderness, a towering giant tower suddenly rises from the ground.

Jiantian Pavilion was born.

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