I can sweep the heavens

Zhongzhou, outside the old jade city.

In the depths of a primitive mountain forest, batian found a thatched cottage.

This is really a very original building.

This kind of place is rare in the wild world.

There are no magic circles set up inside or outside the thatched hut, and the existence of the aura of cultivation is not even felt, just like the small thatched hut where ordinary people live.

Lin Batian and Baimei came to the gate of the cottage.

The door was not closed, and there was not much space inside.

Looking from Lin Batian's perspective, he could see a hunched monk, with his back to him, sitting at a desk, as if he was writing something.

Judging from his figure, this cultivator is the one captured by the Dark Binding Spirit who went to worship Qing Tianzun four days ago.

When he walked in from the door, Lin Batian didn't deliberately hide his footsteps.

Therefore, he thought that the other party must have known about his arrival.

"excuse me."

Lin batian said directly.

But his voice actually shocked the old monk sitting in the hut.

The pen held by the old monk also fell to the ground.

He turned around and looked at Lin Batian, endless fear appeared on that wrinkled and vicissitudes of face.

He opened his eyes wide, looked at Lin Batian and Baimei, and kneeled directly on the ground with a 'poof'.

"Bang! Bang! Bang Dazun, don't kill me, don't kill me"

His body trembled, and his head kept knocking on the ground, making muffled noises.

Such a subconscious low profile, as well as the terrified expression just now revealed that this old monk must have had a very painful experience.

Seeing this scene, Lin Batian's eyes moved slightly, and then he reacted, and immediately raised his hand, released a little magic power, and helped the old monk up.

"You don't need to be too nervous." Lin batian said to the old monk, "I'm not here to kill you, but I just want to ask you some questions."

Hearing this sentence, the old monk looked at Lin Batian and Baimei again.

His body was still shaking, but his fear was less than before.

"You, are you?" the old monk asked tremblingly.

"My name is Lin batian, and this is my follower." Lin batian replied, "I came to you because I accidentally discovered that you had visited the tombstone of Qingtian Zun in the old jade city a few days ago."

"That, that's not me! That's not me! I have never worshiped Qingtian Zun, and I don't know who Qingtian Zun is!"

The old monk reacted fiercely and repeatedly denied it.

But in fact, his subconscious reaction revealed the fact that he knew Qingtian Zun and had worshiped him.

"You really don't have to be so nervous. We're not here to hold you accountable. We just want to ask you about something." Batian Lin smiled, "If you can answer my questions, I can guarantee that you will never be punished again. persecution."

The old monk looked at Lin Batian, his eyes were flickering, and hesitation and hesitation were evident on his face.

"Well, I guess you should be a human monk." Lin Batian said, "Let me tell you, I am also from the human race, just like you."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, the old monk's knees softened and he almost knelt down again.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, his expression was different from before, and he looked at Lin batian with shock.

Human race!

Over the years, the human monks in the wild world have been cleaned up again and again!

So much so that there are no traces of human race in many places.

Not to mention no monk claiming to be from the human race!Because doing that would be tantamount to courting death!

Furthermore, if Lin Batian really wanted to kill him, it would be too easy, there is no need to say so many other things.

At this point, the old monk finally gained trust in Lin batian.

"What do you want to ask?" the old monk asked.

"Come on, sit down first, let's have a good chat." Lin batian signaled the old monk to sit down on the chair behind.

The old monk took a few steps back and sat down.

"What's your name?" Lin batian asked.

"Yu Qi." The old monk replied.

"Why did you go to worship Qingtian Zun, what is your relationship with him?" Lin batian asked.

Hearing this question, the old monk named Yu Qi still had hesitation on his face.

But in the end, he took a deep breath and replied, "Qing Tianzun is my ancestor."

"Master Zu means that you are his disciple?" Lin batian asked.

"Yes, but after many generations I have never seen Qingtian Zun, but my master once met Qingtian Zun, but he was just a very ordinary disciple at that time," Yu Qi replied.

Lin batian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "I found that the meridians in your body have been ruptured a lot, your cultivation base has been in a state of loss and you have been seriously injured, and it has been many years, why is this?"

Yu Qi showed a bitter smile and said: "Since Qing Tianzun disappeared, the human monks in Zhonghuang have been massacred. I am just one of the human monks who have been hunted down. I have been hiding for many years and have been found again and again. These injuries were suffered while fleeing.”

"What is chasing you?" Lin batian frowned.

"They come from many different ethnic groups and forces. I don't know. I just know that they don't want to see any living human race." Yu Qi said, his eyes were slightly red, he raised an old hand, and pressed himself forehead, said in pain, "They are very powerful, I haven't seen a human monk for many years"