“Old man, what’s going on?”

This is the first time in the history of Zhou Yan so eager to find an answer to a puzzle, can not help but ask.

"This is not a place to talk, go out first."The old beggar looked at the falling earth palace, stepping on his steps and rising into the sky.

His body seems to have gathered a sharp sword, encountered the soil, encountered stone and gravel, and broke the ground.

Zhou Yan followed closely, followed the old beggar all the way to fly, and after half an hour, they landed on a lonely peak.

The old beggar ascended a strange stone, waved his tattered long shirt, and the clouds around the lonely peak slowly dispersed, actually revealing a three-foot-high ancient temple.

“Come with me!”

The old beggar entered the ancient temple, Zhou Yan followed, when the temple door was closed, the clouds were swirling around, and the ancient temple was swallowed again, leaving only a lonely peak.

Zhou Yan walked into the ancient temple, and suddenly a heavy and heavy breath came to the face, so that he could reach his feet slightly, staring, and found that this momentum came from a stone monument in front of him.

The stone is not high, only about two meters, but above it is engraved with a lifelike white tiger, the tiger is engraved, quite majestic.

“I must know my identity, too.”

When Zhou Yan looked at the white tiger stone monument, the old beggar suddenly turned around and said.

Zhou Yan pulled his eyes from the stone tablet and looked at the old face with a little dirt: “Master?”

The old beggar nodded, "Yes, I am the master of the primitive world."

Slightly paused, he stared at Zhou Yan with deep eyes and said, "Don't you have a lot of doubts, now you want to ask what you want to ask!" 」

“I want to know, what’s going on in the ancient world?”

Although there is a general answer in his heart, Zhou Yan still took a deep breath and asked him the most concerned questions.

The old beggar said slowly, "You must have guessed that the ancient fairyland, like the true soul world, is attached to the original realm."

That's it!

With the exact answer, there was a rare excitement on Zhou Yan’s face.

The ancient fairy domain is a place, not an illusion, that is to say, those that you have experienced in the ancient fairy realm are real.

This also means that the linguist... really exists in the ancient fairyland.

Without disturbing Zhou Yan's interest, the old beggar waited until he was calm again, and then continued: "Although it is said that it is attached to the original realm, there is still a difference between the ancient fairyland and the true soul world."

“What difference?”

"You spent a hundred years in the ancient fairyland, climbed to the top of that position, how do you feel?"

“Feeling?”For the old beggar asked this question, Zhou Yan felt a little inexplicable.

“Feelings at the border.”

Zhou Yan frowned, recalled his experiences in the ancient fairy realm, pondered for a long time, and said: "When I stand at the top of the table, I feel that there is a certain oppression above my realm."

He had been cultivated as the emperor, the seal of the immortal, can be said to have reached the peak, but above the emperor, whether there are other realms, he expressed serious doubts.

Because in the ancient fairyland, he felt an inexplicable oppression more than once, as if there was some force that was curbing the growth of the realm.

The old beggar nodded and said, "Your feelings are not wrong, the imperial realm is indeed not the end of the realm, and the ancient fairy realm where you are located does have the suppression of the realm."

He led Zhou Yan to the middle of the ancient temple, only to see a side of the platform, turning a huge ball, full of spirit, the light hidden.

"This fairy bead is my master's magic weapon, how high the grade is, even I don't know, but it can accommodate Baichuan and swallow the world."

The old beggar said in awe.

Feeling the familiar breath of the fairy beads, Zhou Yan's heart oscillated sharply, and his eyes widened: "You mean, the ancient fairyland is hidden in this fairy bead?"

Seeing the old beggar nod, Zhou Yan was shocked again, and even his breathing almost stopped, but the more shocking things were still behind, only to listen to the old beggar proudly said: "You know how the ancient fairyland came to be?"

“How did you get here?”

"It was created by my Lord."

“It was created...created!”

It was so scary that I almost jumped out of the ground.

He was also a good emperor's existence, thinking that he was well-informed, but when he heard the old beggar say that the ancient fairyland was artificially created, it was also shocked that it could not return to God for a long time.

"It is too terrible to be able to create a world, the old man's master, is it too terrible... I don't know where he is now?"

A frightened-mindedly asked.

The old beggar sighed and said, "Well, that was a long time ago, let alone say, in those days, in addition to my master, there were several great people who could make a world."

"Several times..." Zhou Yan was shocked again, it is difficult to imagine how terrible those big people who were created by heaven in that era.

But looking at the old beggar's demented face, Zhou Yan seemed to be able to guess what his master should have been wrong.

"The master created the ancient fairyland, which was originally used for his own cultivation, because this world is not only full of spirit, but also more importantly, the time flow rate is not the same."

“Is the time flow different?”

“It is similar to the one day in the myth of Huaxia, one year on earth.”

He couldn’t help but ask, “What is the time velocity ratio between the ancient fairyland and the earth?”

Speaking of this, the expression of the old beggar suddenly became strange, and he looked at him: "At the beginning, your soul accidentally entered the ancient fairyland, where it lived for a hundred years, and the reality ... only took ten minutes."

Bomb!

The head of the truce seems to have been struck by lightning.

Ten minutes in the present world, equivalent to the hundred years of the ancient fairyland, the proportion of the flow rate of this time is too large to be calculated.

For a long time, the truce closed his mouth.

"I have been back to Earth for a year, does that mean that the ancient fairyland has been gone for thousands of years, that lingu ..."

Zhou Yan laughed bitterly for a while, for thousands of years, even if Qingling achieved the imperial realm after his own departure, he could not survive such a long time!

The old beggar looked at him and said with consolation: "Don't be discouraged, since the ancient fairy realm is a heaven and earth, there is reincarnation like the original world."

“The rotation...”

Zhou Yan's gloomy eyes recovered a little bright, yes, reincarnation, as long as you find the yin of the ancient fairy realm, you will be able to find the greening again.

Suddenly, he thought of a key question, and seemed to guess the old beggar for his own purpose, and asked:

"If the ancient fairyland was created by your master, does that mean that the true soul world is also created by the great people of that era?"