Walking on the winding mountain road, the old man in Confucian robe was old, but his steps were steady. He said: "Three hundred thousand years ago, the twenty heavens in the heavenly court were all shocking, all with names and surnames, and powerful all over the world. If someone really came back with Haotian and the Sixth Patriarch, it would not be able to hide it. There would always be a wind that would leak out."

"So, in my opinion, the third person can only be one of the four days in the Hell Realm."

"The four days in the Hell Realm will change every thousands of years because of being challenged. The four positions have never been fixed. However, there are only less than ten who have been lucky enough to successfully challenge and have entered the ranks of the heavens."

"Those who can fight with the twenty heavens in the Heavenly Court obviously share the same hatred of the enemy and have the same vision, so they will not be the initiator of the war later."

"The Lord's reunion is the most likely."

After the old man with Confucian robe analyzed this, Zhang Ruochen suddenly became enlightened and said, "Does the old man think that the third person is Yan Huanyu, the previous leader of the Yan clan?"

The old man in Confucian robe smiled: "When he touched the heavenly figures, all of them were the secrets of the world. Who can be completely sure if he didn't ask the person involved? However, at least 70% of the senior Yan Huanyu are the third person."

"I wonder if my husband's answer is satisfied with my answer?"

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised that the other party could recognize him.

"It's true that the boy is too difficult for the old man."

Zhang Ruochen said again: "Since the old man recognizes his younger generation, the second question for him is easy to ask! The old man should know that there is an immortal old corpse ghost under the ground of the Yuchen Temple. How dare you ask who is this old corpse ghost?"

Bai Qing'er, who was following, had a strange color in her eyes.

Why did Zhang Ruochen ask this question?

The old corpse ghost is the rain soul, she can be sure of this.

She thought Zhang Ruochen would ask why the corpses under the Yuchen Temple mutated.

The old man in Confucian robe said, "It seems that you have discovered it too! Xinghuan Tianzun's four disciples are extraordinary, all of them are outstanding people of that era, and they all follow different paths."

"The eldest disciple Yulong, majoring in spiritual power."

"The second disciple Yuchen, who has carefully studied Taoist secret techniques, can be said to be the first Taoist sect in that era."

"The fourth disciple Yu Chan created the "Thirteen Chapters of Yunmeng" and can enter the dreams of all life in the world and control their consciousness."

"Although the third disciple Yu Hun is the weakest, he is very particular about various evil methods. Especially an evil method called the corpse transformation technique, it is extremely strange and can refine corpses into the body and continuously enhance the strength of the body."

"The old corpse ghost you are talking about is Yuhun. However, Yuhun obtained the body of the Heavenly Venerable, and refined the corpse into the body, becoming the strongest among the four major disciples."

"So, the old corpse ghost is both the rain soul and half of the Star Huan Tianzun."

"Fortunately, Yuhun did not obtain the Tianzun treasure yarn, the Tianzun world, and the Tianzun divine source. Otherwise, his cultivation might be able to reach the level that is not weaker than Xinghuan Tianzun, and slaughter an era."

Bai Qing'er looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, "You have discovered that there is something wrong with the old corpse ghost?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "I just feel that a mere rain soul cannot make the King of Ming Dynasty care about it. Moreover, when I used the Ming token to control the old corpse ghost, I obviously felt that its power had not fully exploded."

The girl in blue looked a little pale and said, "How come there is such a strange evil method in the world? She doesn't feel disgusted by refining the corpse into her body."

The old man in Confucian robe said: "It's normal for the corpse clan."

"Yuchen is a corpse clan?" Bai Qing'er said.

"Of course not."

Bai Qing'er said again: "It's not a corpse clan, but he can actually refine corpses into his body. Aren't you afraid that the corpse poison will backfire? To refine the corpse of a heavenly priest into his body, not only will his cultivation be high enough, but the forbidden arts he practices are also very common. There is only one person in the world who has such a terrible forbidden art."

The old man in Confucian robe smiled and said, "Yes, there is only the most powerful emperor of the corpse clan who is said to have lived for nine lifetimes. He is the only one who may have lived in an incredible way from two to three million years ago to the present. For too long, no one knows whether there is any shadow of other powerful people behind the rain soul. Moreover, it is no longer important."

"Today, we just treat it as a chat."

"On this Xingtian Cliff, you can speak freely without fear of being perceived by any strong man." Bai Qing'er said.

The old man in Confucian robe nodded and said, "My friend Ruochen's third question, haven't asked yet!"

“My third question is very simple.”

Zhang Ruochen stared at him and said, "Old sir, who are you?"

"I?"

The old man in Confucian robe stopped and looked into a fiery red forest not far away.

The bare stone walls are covered with red trees, with trunks as thick as millstones and are made of red copper. What grows on the trees are not leaves, but crow-like fruits.

It's really like a crow, and there's a flame burning on the fruit.

The old man in Confucian robe sighed: "I haven't seen this red crow forest for a long time, and finally, I'm back!"

Zhang Ruochen looked around and found that the red crow trees were endless and covered very wide. In the distance, through the layers of branches, you could see white buildings such as temples, caves, and geniuses.

I knew that this had reached the top of the cliff of Xinghai Cliff.

"Bang!Bang!Bang..."

The loud sound of logging came from the forest.

Red crow trees fell down in response!

Bai Qing'er smiled and walked quickly into the forest.

Zhang Ruochen quickly followed, and surprisingly, the old man in Confucian robe and the girl in green also walked towards this side.

Not long after, Zhang Ruochen finally saw the logger.

It was an old woodcutter wearing an old blue-gray robe. He was as thin as a firewood, wrinkled face, and the hatchet in his hand was full of gaps. He was talking to Bai Qing'er.

With Bai Qing'er's cold and arrogant personality, she looks well-behaved and charming in front of the old woodcutter, without any arrogant aloofness.

Bai Qing'er recommended to Zhang Ruochen and said, "This is my senior brother!"

There was a thunder sound in Zhang Ruochen's mind. If he looked up and down carefully, it was really hard to imagine the honest woodcutter in front of him as the famous master of Xingtian Cliff.

The Star Sea Fisherman only accepted two disciples.

Apart from Bai Qing'er, there is only the Lord of Xingtian Cliff.

It is said that when the Starry Sky Cliff was young, the Lord of Xingtian Cliff followed him, and was an existence as old as the Starry Sky angler.

Zhang Ruochen was filled with respect and bowed, saying, "Greetings to the Lord of the Cliff."

"Just like Qing'er, just call Lao Xiao Senior Brother!"

The old woodcutter said this with a smile, looked in the direction behind Zhang Ruochen, and said, "You are back! Is this your granddaughter?"

The old man in Confucian robe walked up, bowed deeply, and gave a big gift, saying, "Greeting to Master Tingting, this is Master!"

"I've met the master."

The girl in green said, a little nervous and shy.

Zhang Ruochen looked strange and stared at Bai Qing'er with a look of inquisitiveness in his eyes.

Bai Qing'er was obviously very surprised, and shook her head gently, saying that she didn't know what was going on.

The old woodcutter saw the doubts in their hearts and said, "Ask me, this is the new disciple of Master! It is your uncle."

"I've seen my uncle." The old man in the Confucian robe saluted again.

Zhang Ruochen felt a little strange in his heart. The old man in Confucian robe had an unfathomable cultivation. He was too old to know how much they were, but now he was going to salute a woman who was only thousands of years old and became a junior.

Bai Qing'er's seniority is really not that high.

The old woodcutter knew that they were confused and said, "I only accepted one official disciple in my life, so I asked him! Before the six Yuanhui, after entering the divine realm, I walked around the world instead of Xingtian Cliff, and entered the world, and came back every ten thousand years. Sometimes, I might only come back for tens of thousands of years!"

Bai Qing'er said: "So that's it."

The group walked towards the white building on Xingtian Cliff.

The old woodcutter was carrying a shoulder pole, and the two firewood frames were chaotic and vast, and I don’t know how many wooden blocks were installed.

In a faint vaguely, the sound of a crow came out of the box.

On the way, Zhang Ruochen finally learned the full name of the old man in Confucian robe, which was called Xu Wenzhi.

In this way, the third question is no longer needed to be answered!

When Bai Qing'er saw Zhang Ruochen staring at the old woodcutter's two firewood frames from time to time, she said, "Do you know that the Red Crow Tree is known as the most ferocious plant in the universe?"

After Bai Qing'er mentioned this, Zhang Ruochen suddenly had an impression, his face changed, and he looked at the dense red crow tree around him, and said, "Is it because he was suppressed by the senior brother's mental power, so they did not attack us?"

Bai Qing'er said: "In fact, the most terrifying part of the Red Crow Tree is not that one is very strong. Instead, it has a huge number and its reproductive ability is very terrible."

"Once the red crow fruit on the tree matures, the peel will crack and a fire crow will fly out of it."

"The Red Crow Tree once covered the entire Xingtian Cliff. The eldest brother cut down every day, and cut down for millions of years, but still did not cut it all."

The old man in Confucian robe said: "If the master had not cut down every day, let the red crow trees reproduce, and let the red tree fire crows fly into the universe to take root. It won't take long before the Red Crow Tree tribe can become a big clan comparable to the ten clans of hell. The living environment of creatures in the universe will be even more difficult."

Bai Qing'er said: "The vision of the eldest brother is to not cut down all the red crow trees in one day and not go down to the Star Cliff in one day. The master said that if the eldest brother fulfills this vision, he can reach the level of perfection in heaven."

Zhang Ruochen's heart increased even more respect.

Cutting down trees is also a kind of practice and a training of mind and will.

Not everyone can persist in such a boring practice day after day.

When he arrived at Xingtian Cliff, Bai Qing'er explained his purpose and hoped that the old woodcutter could help them repair the sundial.

The old woodcutter was easy to talk to. After seeing the sundial, he looked at it and conducted various investigations.

Bai Qing'er whispered to Zhang Ruochen: "After the fall of the Sumeru Holy Monk, the senior brother's accomplishment in the way of time can be regarded as the first person in the world. Even the master of the Temple of Time may not be able to compare with him."

"And in the way of refining weapons, the eldest brother has gone further. It is not an exaggeration to call him half the weapon Taoist supreme."
Chapter completed!