He gave a thumbs up and said, "You're a wise man with great magnanimity. This is how it should be, how it should be. I'm really envious of you. "
The old man chuckled and said, "Since you're so envious, why don't you stay here with me and spend your days leisurely? Wouldn't that be great?"
"Ah?" Zuo Xiaoduo was dumbfounded and shook his head like a rattle-drum. "No, no, I'm still young. How can I live such a life? Please don't make fun of me."
The old man smiled faintly and said, "You're right. You're … still very young!"
It was clearly a very common phrase, but this old man actually made it sound very meaningful and lingered in the air.
Zuo Xiaoduo smiled but didn't say anything else.
"Distinguished guest, please have some tea." The old man picked up the teapot and poured tea. There was a nostalgic look in his eyes as he said slowly, "Since I can remember things, you're the second person to come here."
Zuo Xiaoduo picked up the teacup and thanked him first, "Thank you very much. Good tea … I wonder who your first guest is … Cough, cough … What tea is this?!"
The moment the tea entered his mouth, Zuo Xiaoduo's face changed greatly. His eyes widened and were full of disbelief.
The tea flowed down his throat, into his stomach, and then into his stomach. Zuo Xiaoduo only felt that his whole body had fallen into a state of laziness. Then, the feeling spread from his meridians to his meridians. It was an indescribable comfort and smoothness.
This was a completely unfamiliar energy. At least, Zuo Xiaoduo had never seen it before.
It wasn't spiritual power, mental strength, or vitality. It wasn't any of the known forms of energy, but it was … an extremely special and beneficial energy.
At this moment, Zuo Xiaoduo was so comfortable that he almost moaned. He tried his best to hold it back, but he could still clearly feel that his meridians were nourished by the warm energy of the tea. Even many peripheral nerves, which should have been worn out or slow due to cultivation, were all revitalized at this moment!
Although this kind of energy was completely foreign and unknown, it was obviously filled with great benefits.
Zuo Xiaoduo licked his lips and smacked his lips. The way he looked at the teapot suddenly became heated.
The old man smiled faintly and said, "These are just some small trinkets. Please accept them as a token of my respect. If you find them acceptable, why don't you take some with you when you leave?"
"Alright!"
Zuo Xiao Duo agreed without hesitation, and did not hold back at all.
Such good things, even if you give me more, I won't complain about it. Only a hypocrite would pretend to be polite. I won't pretend to be hypocritical. If you give me something, I'll accept it.
The old man pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to make tea. A sad look gradually appeared on his face as he said, "Young friend, you must have come this time because of Zu Wu Zhu Rong, right?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked. His expression became more respectful as he said, "You even know about this. You are indeed an expert and knowledgeable senior."
The old man shook his head gently. His face was full of indescribable melancholy as he said, "I knew it. This is … what we agreed on back then."
"What we agreed on back then?"
This time, Zuo Xiaoduo was even more shocked. For a moment, he didn't know what to say!
This old man made an appointment with Zu Wu Zhu Rong today?
Is … is this possible?!
But if this old man was telling the truth, then how old was this old man in front of him?
More than tens of thousands of years old!
Maybe hundreds of thousands of years old, or even millions of years old?!
This …
This old man's lifespan is too long!
The old man smiled faintly. The melancholy on his face only appeared for a moment before it quickly disappeared.
He poured another cup of tea for Zuo Xiaoduo. His white eyebrows moved slightly as he said calmly, "Young friend, since you have received Zu Wu Zhu Rong's inheritance and came here personally, you don't have to leave in a hurry … I wonder if you are interested in listening to a story while sipping your tea?"
"Senior, this junior is all ears."
Zuo Xiaoduo responded even more obediently. He sat in an extremely well-behaved manner with his shoulders and back straight.
In the face of this old monster … a super old monster who had the status and qualifications to make an appointment with Zu Wu Zhu Rong and was still alive until now, the only thing Zuo Xiaoduo could do was to be as obedient as possible!
He couldn't afford to offend this old man!
This old man was very likely the first person in the three continents under the starry sky that he couldn't afford to offend, right?
"Previously, there was a person in charge of the Wu people who came to this place. He was also the first person I mentioned, and his name was Hong Miao. This person was able to come here by chance. He lost his way during his training and came here by chance. At that time, Hong Miao was only a young man, and his strength was only so-so. "
The old man said calmly, "He went deep into the forest and was chased by the masters of the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan. He was severely injured and panicked. He accidentally entered the Heavenly Spirit Forest and was … sent here by those big guys."
"Then, he received Zu Wu's inheritance from me. He felt that the Sword Dao was lacking in murderous aura, and it was difficult for it to be compatible with him. Thus, he collected the essence of the Void from me and made two big hammers before he left."
"Since then, no one else has entered the Heavenly Spirit Forest until now. Compared to you, Hong Miao was able to come here because of fate. He was driven into a corner not because of his ability, but because of his luck. "
"But you, my young friend, belong to the restriction that was agreed upon long ago. After you received Zu Wu Zhu Rong's inheritance, you were sent here."
The old man smiled faintly and said, "Therefore, the two of you are very different."
Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned. Hong Miao?
Who was Hong Miao?
Logically speaking, someone who was able to obtain such a peerless heavenly fate and leave this old man's place with great gains should not be an ordinary person. He should be famous!
However, no matter how hard Zuo Xiao Duo searched through his memories, read any books, and heard of countless legends, he still couldn't find any trace of Hong Miao being related to him.
The only reasonable guess was that the old man had mentioned two big hammers just now, so this Hong Miao should be famous for his big hammers. Could he be the invincible Great Flood Sorcerer?
However, this was only Zuo Xiaoduo's guess. There was no evidence to prove it. Naturally, he wouldn't say it out loud.
He just pretended to casually pick up his teacup and drink his tea respectfully. He took advantage of the old man openly and continued to listen to the story.
"It's been a long time, really a long time …"
The old man raised his head slightly, as if he was deep in thought and reminiscing.
Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly thought of something and blurted out, "Hong Miao went deep into the forest and finally entered the Heavenly Spirit Forest because he was chased by the masters of the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan … There are still Demon Clan and the Demon Clan in this forest?"
The old man's thoughts were interrupted by his words. He frowned and said, "Isn't this a very normal thing? You … Don't be impatient. I'll sort out what happened back then … It's really too long ago. It's a little blurry … "
As he spoke, he glanced at Zuo Xiaoduo and said, "Be quiet. Don't interrupt."
Zuo Xiaoduo nodded obediently and sat upright. He picked up his teacup and drank his tea cutely with a serious face.
"That was … a hundred thousand … twenty … No, how many years ago … It's really too blurry."
The old man calculated and finally gave up. He said, "Days pass here. Sometimes, I sleep for a few years or even decades. I have little contact with the outside world. I really don't know how many years have passed. There's no time in the mountains, and time passes in the forest …"
His words were full of disappointment.
Zuo Xiaoduo secretly clicked his tongue and drank his tea obediently. He said, "That's not important. You have a long life. Time passes by. It's just a trivial matter."
The old man nodded. "That's right. It's not important. It's really trivial."
"I remember that time … I suddenly gained spiritual intelligence … It was His Majesty Spirit Emperor who casually enlightened me …"
The old man said, "I still remember that after His Majesty enlightened me, the first thing I heard when I gained spiritual intelligence was His Majesty Spirit Emperor's faint surprise. He said, 'Hey, this grasshopper plant has such a strong fate. It's really unexpected.'"
"Gulp."
Zuo Xiaoduo almost spat out the mouthful of tea with great willpower. He forcefully swallowed it down, causing his stomach to churn for a while. He almost laughed out loud.
Grasshopper plant?
If I'm not wrong, it should be purslane?
The original body of this kind old man in front of me is actually this?
You really can't judge a book by its cover. The sea can't be measured with a pint pot!
However, whether it's grasshopper plant or purslane, they should be the most common and common wild vegetables, right?
Well, it's probably because he gained wisdom overnight, plus countless years of training and tempering. Isn't there a saying that standing in the wind, pigs can also fly …
Zuo Xiaoduo looked obedient on the surface, but his mind was filthy …
"I still remember that back then, it was a great war between the nine races. They attacked each other, causing the world to lose its color and the sun and moon to dim …"
The old man said, full of memories, "First, it was the dragons, phoenixes, qilins, and 3,000 Demon Gods. They fought so hard that the world was worried and the living creatures were silent … Later on, the demon race took advantage of the situation and rose. The two Demon Emperors unified the Demon Court and called themselves the Heavenly Court. They stood above all the other races and looked down on their peers.
"Compared to the demon race, who was at the peak of their power, the other races were indeed slightly weaker, or more than one level. For example, the demon race rashly intervened in the Dragon Han Calamity. Countless elites of their race died, but they were not angry that the demon race stood at the peak of the heavens. They fought with the demon race and were the most miserable. They were almost beaten to a pulp. Only the Dao race could contend with them. As for the others, even the Western Race was defeated repeatedly and did not dare to invade the borders again.
"After that war, the Spirit Race retreated into the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits and hid from the world.
"Then, the Wu people fought against the heavens with the earth and fought with the demon race for the lead of the world. They really fought until the world was shattered and the sun and moon withered. Then, for some reason, the demon race, the Western Race, the Spirit Race, the Soul Race, the human race … and others were also involved …
"At the start of the war, this old man was only a small blade of grass that had just gained sentience … but one day, just as the Spirit Race was about to enter the war, His Majesty, the Spirit Emperor, suddenly summoned me."
"At that time, His Majesty the Spirit Emperor was with Water Wizard Lord Gonggong and Earth Wizard Lord Houtu.
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