"Your name is 'Ye Lingfeng', Xiaofeng is just a nickname?" Li Tianming asked.

"Um."

"Why are you carved here?"

"I'll forget."

Li Tianming's mind was also a little confused. It sounded like this boy named Ye Lingfeng didn't look very smart.

"Did you engrave these names?" Li Tianming asked, pointing to the tombstones.

"Well, I won't forget it after it's engraved." He said in a daze.

"Do you know who they are?" Li Tianming asked.

"Clanmen?self?" He frowned, his eyes trembled. He suddenly gritted his teeth, covered his brain with his hands, and rolled to the ground in pain.

"Are you okay?" Li Tianming hurried over and helped him up.

"It's okay. I'm used to it." Ye Lingfeng said with a blank look on his face.

Except for being fierce, the most common thing about him is this kind of confused look, as if his mind is very confused.

"Have you forgotten about the Soul Burning Clan?" Li Tianming stood in front of him and asked tentatively.

Does he know what the Soul Burning Clan has endured!

In that soul sacrifice, 80,000 people died, as if they were to make him alone.

Ye Lingfeng must have hated the ancient royal family.

Coincidentally, Li Tianming was also very upset about the ruler of the ancient divine kingdom because of Li Muyang's affairs.

"Soul Burning Clan?" Ye Lingfeng bit his lips and stared at Li Tianming with dark red eyes.

"right."

"I am the Soul-burning Clan?"

"right."

"What is the Soul Burning Clan?"

“…”

It sounds like he has forgotten it almost.

Li Tianming thought for a moment.

"I have been suppressed for 20,000 years and have suffered the pain of burning souls for generations. Such torture is absolutely inhumane. At least I can't bear the practice of the ancient royal family."

"They have persisted for so many years and lived to this day. They used another incredible soul sacrifice to integrate the souls of 80,000 clans into Ye Lingfeng's brain, and only seek a way out."

"Now, he seems to have made some mistakes, his memory is confused, he forgets his own self, and he is also prone to forgetting hatred."

He is a very straightforward person.

After thinking about this, he decided to explain the details clearly to Ye Lingfeng.

He had no plans, he simply felt that the boy was alone here for too long and suffered too much.

As a sustenance for his tribe, he at least needs to remember hatred.

Otherwise, how many people will be sad?

It is true that forgetting hatred can be much easier, but Li Tianming is a person who has endured hatred. For him, forgetting hatred is shameful.

Sorry for those who have passed away.

For example, Jinyu.

For example, the Soul Burning Clan.

"You seem to know a lot, tell me!"

In fact, Li Tianming didn't need to take the initiative. Ye Lingfeng's fiery eyes were already burning on Li Tianming's body.

"Okay, just chat. Just sit down." Li Tianming said.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

The surrounding lava rolls.

Two young men, sitting on the edge of the altar, Ye Lingfeng looked sideways, staring at Li Tianming with dark red eyes.

Li Tianming was very straightforward and told Ye Lingfeng all the things he knew about the Soul Burning Clan and the scene he saw a few days ago.

Of course, the scene he saw a few days ago has now been inferred that it has happened a few years ago.

After all, Ye Lingfeng at this time seemed to have grown a lot bigger than the boy on the altar.

"Do you understand? Eighty thousand tribesmen are in your soul." Li Tianming said.

"I understand, no wonder there are many people whispering and talking to me every day." He lowered his head.

"Don't you hate me?" Li Tianming asked.

"I don't know, I'm a little empty, I can't remember it." Ye Lingfeng said.

Li Tianming can understand what he said.

He heard Li Tianming talk about the suffering of the Soul-Rich Clan just like a story from someone else, because he forgot everything he had endured and seen over the years.

"If I can remember, I will hate it." Ye Lingfeng looked ahead blankly.

"Take it slow, don't worry, you are still young, and the matter of revenge is still long." Li Tianming patted his shoulder and said.

Ye Lingfeng was shocked.

This passive physical contact made him very strange, making him tense like a wild beast.

"What are you nervous? I'm not a good man." Li Tianming smiled.

"What is male sex?" Ye Lingfeng asked with a frown.

“…”

"Thank you for telling me so much, but I may forget it again." Ye Lingfeng said in pain.

"It's okay, it's okay if I say it a few more times. If it really doesn't work, write a paragraph of the book. You can recite it a hundred times a day." Li Tianming laughed.

"What do I call you?"

"How old are you?"

"have no idea."

"If you don't know, don't blame me for being rude. My surname is Tianming, and I have the word "Brother". Just call me Tianming Brother."

"Brother Tiande."

While they were talking, the fire flew bored before them.

"I want to recite a poem in this situation."

"Listen: When I get my hair long and waist-length, I will be more coquettish than Ling'er. How about it, rhyme, right?"

"I'll go to yours!" Li Tianming picked up a stone and threw it on it.

Ye Lingfeng looked at them blankly, not knowing what they meant.

To be honest, Li Tianming is very curious about Ye Lingfeng's current body and cultivation state, such as his soul mutation and the companion beast star dot on his right eye.

"Xiaofeng, where is your companion beast?"

"What is a companion beast?"

“…”

The first question is that Li Tianming hit a wall.

How did this guy practice without a companion beast?

Li Tianming is curious.

It is said that the Soul Burning Clan has mutated bloodline. After birth, the beast master and the companion beast merge into one. However, Ye Lingfeng's body has no trace of other companion beasts except the star dot on his right eye, which is completely different from the other 80,000 people during the Soul Sacrifice.

"How do you practice?" Li Tianming asked.

"Practice according to the magic technique on the 'Soul Burning Art', and then practice the battle technique on the 'Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Devouring Taoist Classic'." Ye Ling Fengdao.

This martial arts and skills are probably passed down from the ancestors of the Soul Burning Clan, and it's a good name.

However, this involves the privacy of the Soul Burning Clan, and Li Tianming cannot ask for a look at it just because he is curious.

He speculated that the Soul Burning Clan has a method of practice similar to the symbiotic cultivation system. Although Ye Lingfeng could not see it outside, he was still the unity of the beast master and the companion beast.

Or in other words, their cultivation methods are derived from symbiotic cultivation, and they are still based on symbiotic cultivation, but they are just integrated into one.

"Brother Tianming." Ye Lingfeng's dark red eyes looked at him again.

When he looked at people, he didn't know how to blink, and he was scary. Those who didn't know thought he was going to kill someone.
To be continued...