After the immortal disappeared

"There is no conclusion yet, sorry." Xin Yi said generously, "We only know that although the Dragon God died, its power did not disappear immediately, but it has been protecting the world after the disaster for more than 300 years. As for the Black Dragon Mark, although it has appeared in other places before, there are too few samples to evaluate. Commander Zhong told me that the places where the Black Dragon Mark is located are all good weather and few disasters. This is in line with the Dragon God's protection of the human world, so there must be a connection between the two. As for the conditions under which the Black Dragon Mark will appear, it remains to be studied."

This topic will be left here for the time being.

He Lingchuan knew that a lot of truth was hidden in his narration, but it was enough to shock ordinary listeners.

Xin Yi's next few stories were so detailed that he even portrayed the psychology of the monsters. While the audience was enjoying it, a Panlong soldier couldn't help asking: "How can you be so detailed, as if you saw it with your own eyes?"

He Lingchuan also felt that it was a pity that Xin Yi didn't become a storyteller with his eloquence.

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Three thousand years apart, how could I have seen it with my own eyes? But I heard from an eyewitness, and today I am just retelling it."

Witness? How could an eyewitness of many ancient battles still live to this day?

Everyone looked at each other, all feeling incredible.

"Who is this witness?"

"My mentor, Xin Wuhuan. His Taoist name is also called 'Wuhuan Zhenren'!"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to react for a moment. Has Mr. Xin's master lived from ancient times to the present?

How old is he?

He Lingchuan's face also changed slightly, thinking of the memory of the black dragon he saw when he collected Luoshengjia and Xinlin.

After the death of the Dragon God, several great immortals led their disciples to escape into the blessed land or small world to avoid wasting their lives in the world of declining spiritual energy.

After that, few immortals could span three thousand years and live to this day - Zhu Erniang and Dahuo Lingju are gifted and are rare exceptions.

Is Xin Yi's master also one of them? Or is he one of the immortals who escaped into the paradise and hid himself?

By the way, his master's surname is also Xin!

Xin Wuhuan and Xin Yi, is it a coincidence that they have the same surname?

Xin Yi on the stage said to everyone's surprise: "Yes, my mentor is also the ancestor of my family. In ancient times, my mentor was already a famous immortal."

There was a commotion from the audience, and everyone looked at him with complicated eyes, surprised, curious, and envious.

Sun Fuling was also surprised: "Mr. Xin is actually a descendant of immortals, no wonder, no wonder!"

No wonder he is knowledgeable.

No wonder he can tell all the secrets and allusions like the back of his hand - that is the "treasure" of the Xin family.

He Lingchuan also felt a little emotional.

The Bailielu family is also a descendant of immortals, but they have become so miserable now, which is a far cry from the glory of the Xin family.

The immortal ancestor of the Lu family died long ago, unlike Xin Wuhuan who has lived to this day and has been protecting his descendants.

Hmm, how did Xin Wuhuan survive the long period of spiritual energy exhaustion?

"So what I tell you today are all the things my teacher saw and heard in the past. Although there are some rumors and anecdotes, they are generally very credible."

His origin and background are very convincing, and the nitpickers in the audience were silent for a while and no longer objected.

He Lingchuan also seemed to have realized something.

No wonder Zhong Shengguang treated Xin Yi differently. This guy has a strong background and can serve as a bridge between Panlong City and the immortals.

Not to mention, his knowledge and experience can also help Panlong City.

In the atmosphere of the audience's reluctance to leave, this open class ended.

After class, Xin Yi came to He Lingchuan to make an appointment for dinner:

"It's noon, let's go to Hongxianglou for a quick meal? Master Sun, will you honor us?"

Sun Fuling did not refuse: "Okay, let's go together."

Hongxianglou is a long-established restaurant in the city. The facade still maintains the simplicity unique to Panlong City, and only the black-bottomed gold-plated characters on the signboard show a bit of grandeur. In recent years, new restaurants in the city have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, but the old Panlongcheng people still often go to old restaurants like Hongxianglou.

It still insists on making the old taste of the city. Although the food is not varied, it is particularly suitable for the stomachs of Panlongcheng people. Many people have been eating it since childhood.

As soon as Xin Yi came in, the waiter came up to him with a smile and a warm face: "Mr. Xin is here, or is it your special seat?"

He also bowed to He Lingchuan: "General He!"

He Lingchuan looked sideways, Xin Yi even has a registered restaurant?

"Still the old seat." Xin Yi smiled at the two of them, "The food here is very appetizing, I can't help but come a few more times."

The guests in the restaurant greeted He Lingchuan one after another, and three of them greeted Xin Yi.

You are so popular just now?

The three of them sat down, and Sun Fuling first asked for a bowl of osmanthus lotus root powder to moisten her throat. The teachers usually give lectures a lot, and they all like the sweet and refreshing lotus root powder.

In the past, it was a luxury to add some honey or white sugar, but now it can be paired with long-grain raisins and chopped nuts shipped by sea, and the price is not expensive.

Xin Yi ordered several signature dishes of the tavern, including a plate of sour and spicy lotus root, and a large pot of braised offal - it was really served in a sand pottery pot, red and fresh, and the whole restaurant could smell it.

In the past, Panlong City was short of supplies, and food was made from local ingredients. Chiba Plateau is rich in water, and lotus root is one of the most common ingredients in summer; and the ingredients for braised offal are nothing more than offal such as pig blood, pig lungs, chicken feet, chicken and duck necks, and goose intestines. Usually, whatever the tavern gets, they will be braised in a pot for the diners to eat, and the taste is thick, salty and spicy.

The taste has been improved and has a unique flavor. Xin Yi pointed at the braised offal and said, "I have been in Panlong City for more than a month, and this dish is still the best. You Panlong City people know how to eat it."

He Lingchuan picked up a chicken foot casually, hmm, soft and tender. If you shake it a few times, the bones might fall out. "These are all worthless scraps, but Mr. Xin doesn't mind."

"My superiors assigned me a mission in the northeast of the Shining Gold Plain. There is no one there, only a large tundra, and even few animals. I basically survived for more than two months by relying on moss and grass roots."

"Is Mr. Xin familiar with the Shining Gold Plain?"

"Fortunately, I have been there three times and have some impressions." Xin Yi picked up a lotus root and chewed it slowly. "In fact, I thought that the land of suffering was as chaotic and poor as the Shining Gold Plain. It was not until I came to Panlong City that I knew that people could have a second choice."

The living conditions in the Panlong Wasteland were originally very bad. The Shining Gold Plain is rich in resources but has been in war for years, while the Panlong Wasteland cannot even grow crops. Fortunately, there is a Chiba Plateau where people can grow crops and feed themselves.

Sun Fuling had also heard He Lingchuan's description of the Shining Gold Plain, and then she interrupted: "How are the countries there compared to Xiluo?"

"Generally, they are even worse."

Sun Fuling couldn't believe it: "Worse than Xiluo?"

People from Panlong City like her felt very sorry for Xiluo, and it was hard to believe that there was a country in the world that was more pathetic than Xiluo.

"No matter how bad Xiluo is, it is at least a country under the rule of law and has Yuanli; those small countries and forces on the Shining Gold Plain that live and die every day, almost don't even have Yuanli."

There is no limit to comparing the bad.

"But there are also strong countries in the Shining Gold Plain, such as Yaoguo. This country has a short history but is very strong, and the surrounding countries have to live by its will." Xin Yi took a sip of wine, "I don't know if this country can finally unify Shining Gold and end hundreds of years of turmoil."

He Lingchuan knew the answer.

"Mr. Xin is a descendant of the immortals and knows many secrets. I have something to ask you."

"General He, please speak."

"Is nightmare energy a new force that appeared after the catastrophe of heaven and earth?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan is a general of Panlong City and a confidant of Zhong Shengguang. Xin Yi knows that he knows more secrets than ordinary people. "General He knows Tianluo Star, right?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan then asked him, "When did the human world discover that nightmare energy would be sucked away by Tianluo Star and supplied to the demons outside the domain?"

The law of nightmare energy was created by Tianluo Star. It was a brand new thing for the world after the catastrophe and for the immortals at that time. At the beginning, the immortals and immortal sects must not know much about it.

"Good question!" He Lingchuan's question went straight to the core, and Xin Yi also said seriously, "The Dragon God has passed away, and there is no one like him who can fully understand the laws of heaven and earth and see the changes in the truth. The immortal sect at that time certainly noticed the appearance of nightmare energy, but soon found that it did not harm anyone, but could not be used by practitioners and immortals, and it would turn back into spiritual energy after being in the world for a long time. Therefore, most immortals and monsters still do their own thing and do not pay too much attention to nightmare energy. Only a few immortals conduct research."

Things that they can't use are not of much interest. This is the instinct of living things.

"After the end of the immortal-demon war, the origin of the world was destroyed and the spiritual energy was scarce. Before the Dragon God passed away, he said that the origin of this world is still thriving and has a strong self-repair ability. As long as enough time is given, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can recover naturally."

Sun Fuling raised her eyebrows: "So the immortals retreated to the blessed land and waited for the spiritual energy to revive?"

The Dragon God didn't say how long "enough time" is, thirty to fifty years? Three to five hundred years? Or three to five thousand years?

It only gave a reason.

The immortals can't wait, so they can only stay away from the world and wait for the spiritual energy to revive again.

The creatures in the world can't wait either, but they have no choice but to go with the flow, like rootless duckweed.

Life and death, so many years.

Her tone was a little sarcastic, Xin Yi smiled and said: "These immortals escaped into the small world to preserve their strength in preparation for the return of the demons. The Tianluo Star embedded in the sky is the work of the demons. Who knows what they have back-up plans and when they will come again. If there is no overwhelming power of the immortals, what can the world use to deal with the demons? At that time, it will be the real suffering of all living beings."

Sun Fuling nodded slowly, stirred the spoon and took another sip of lotus root powder: "That makes sense, it makes a lot of sense."