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At present, the situation within the Great Zhou Dynasty is initially clear. The two most important forces in the war are the Great Zhou Dynasty on the one hand, and the rebellious remnants of the Party who are against the Great Zhou Dynasty on the other.

The Fuxian Pavilion's strength must not be weaker than any of the two forces, but Chu Yang doesn't know their purpose yet.

If the purpose of the people in Fuxian Pavilion can be figured out, there will be only advantages and no harm. If they are enemies, finding out their identities as soon as possible will only make Chu Yang's subsequent actions smoother.

But the origins of these guys are mysterious, and Chu Yang doesn't know where they are at the moment, so he can only wait for them to show up.

Chu Yang had a premonition that maybe he would meet these mysterious guys near Yangzhou City. As for whether the two parties would get along happily after the meeting, that was beyond his control.

Clean up the traces around the battlefield and remove the chaotic and violent aura of the avenue.

Chu Yang immediately gathered his momentum, just like an ordinary person walking among the hills, leaping over a mountain with one step.

But just as he was walking to a mountain col, Chu Yang suddenly stopped, then took a few steps back and looked at a wooden house that appeared strangely here...

"I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still have guests visiting here. May I ask, sir, who is your sect and what is your important business here?"

Chu Yang looked at the blind old man with white hair in front of him doubtfully, and after thinking for a long time, he raised his hands and said:

"I misunderstood. I didn't come here intentionally. I just happened to pass by here. I didn't know that I was resting here. I'll leave now so I won't disturb me."

Chu Yang just wanted to lift his legs and leave, but the white man in front of him

Fa Laozhu blocked him on his only way.

"Since meeting each other means we are destined, besides, haven't you, my friend, been looking for traces of me?"

Chu Yang's eyes became colder and colder, but seeing that there was no trace of murderous intent in the other party, he did not rush to take action, but his voice became deeper and deeper.

"So who are you?"

The old man let out a long sigh, and his hoarse and deep voice slowly sounded.

"I have lived here for so long that I have forgotten my name. However, I still remember that I was an elder of a certain force before I came here, but I have not asked about it for many years. That's what happened there.

As for the name of the force you want to ask about, I must have heard it from someone, and that is Fuxian Pavilion. "

Chu Yang stood in the mountain col. The shadows of the walls on both sides shrouded his shoulders, blending his body into the darkness. The light flowed from his body, and he stared at the white-haired old man in front of him for a long time.

"So you are the person from Fuxian Pavilion."

"Indeed, that's why I'm here."

At this moment, the words of the white-haired old man made Chu Yang's pupils shrink unconsciously, and indescribable surprise flickered in his eyes.

"You mean you're here just to wait for me?"

The old man still replied concisely: "Not bad."

"I have been waiting for you here for nearly a hundred years, and now I am finally allowed to wait for you. You are the person in the prophecy..."

"It's just different from what I imagined. The little friend doesn't seem to have a very scary aura on his body. He even seems to be weaker than me in terms of strength. I don't know what's going on.

For what reason. "

"That's because the power of the great avenue that I practice is constantly suppressed in this world and cannot exert its full power. I don't know if I am satisfied with this answer."

The white-haired old man gently stroked his beard and said clearly: "I see... This makes sense. No wonder my aura is so fragile. It turns out that your power is not at its peak."

"I wonder if you have some free time, little friend, and can you listen to the old man chatting for a few words."

There were too many questions waiting for Chu Yang to find out, and he naturally had no reason to refuse. No matter whether the front was a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, he was bound to try it out to see what the white-haired old man in front of him was like and what he was like. He predicted that he would come here.

"It just so happens that I also have something I want to ask your Excellency about."

Chu Yang followed the white-haired old man to the wooden house next to him. There was nothing different inside. The space was very small. There was only a bamboo table and two bamboo chairs. There were also a few tea cups made of bamboo on them. It pours out from the spout of the teapot, carrying a faint fragrance.

"The place is too simple, I hope you don't mind. There is tea here that I have carefully brewed for decades. If you are thirsty, you can have a drink. What I am going to talk about is very long, so you need to listen patiently..."

Chu Yang Gujing raised the tea cup calmly, but his eyes were always locked on the closed eyes on the old man's face.

"Now that I'm here and I don't figure out what I want to figure out, I will never leave midway. You don't have to worry about this."

"That's good!"

"Little friend, please wait for a moment and let me think about where to start to explain everything clearly."

While the old man was deep in thought, Chu

Yang slowly tasted the tea in the cup.

The slightly bitter yet slightly sweet tea flowed into his belly, making Chu Yang's body fall into a warm feeling.

In just a few seconds of sipping the tea, Chu Yang felt that his spiritual power had increased to a certain extent, and he couldn't tell what kind of material the tea in front of him was made of.

The teapots in front of him seemed to be endless, always supplying the tea Chu Yang needed. It was not until Chu Yang drank dozens of cups in a row that the old man's voice sounded in the small wooden house, dispelling the silence surrounding the room.

"Before the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the person in charge of the way of heaven in this land was not my human race, but a terrifying existence called the Sky-Swallowing Beast."

"This beast has infinite power and an extremely huge body. However, the body of a young Sky-Swallowing Beast is like a mountain peak, and the adult Sky-Swallowing Beast can stand up to the sky and the ground."

"Swallowing the sky?"

Chu Yang asked: "What is the connection between the phrase "God Corpse Swallows the Sky" owned by the Great Zhou Dynasty and this beast?"

"The swallowing sky that the little friend said is made of a piece of flesh and blood from this weird giant beast. Just a piece of flesh and blood can make a person who practices corpse control become an extremely powerful person. It is conceivable that What kind of power can a complete sky-swallowing behemoth have after being made into a divine corpse? But unfortunately, no one in this world can do this."

Chu Yang just wanted to ask why, but the old man's next words suddenly shocked her.

"Because the imperial corpse line is inherently incomplete and destined not to reach the end."

"Okay, let's not mention these things for the time being. Let me continue to tell how the sky-swallowing beast disappeared from this land.

It’s a shame, I think this is what the kids are most curious about and interested in..."