Chapter 335: Jie Si!

Qin Zhaoyue looked at his somewhat illusory figure, her heart beating fast.

I don’t know how long this consciousness can exist, or whether it will disappear at any time.

She didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly asked the most core question:

"Senior, can you tell me what this thing in my head, this sky disk, is?"

Xuanjizi was awakened from his contemplation and looked at Qin Zhaoyue with a serious expression.

"The first sacred artifact of the Tianyan Sect, the Tianpan. Little girl, have you heard of the myth?"

"Wait a moment!" Qin Zhaoyue opened her eyes wide and her lips parted slightly.

"Isn't this a serious costume drama? Why is there a fairy tale setting? This script is wrong!"

"Wait a minute!" The old man Xuanjizi in the beam of light was so frightened that his white beard quirked.

"What drama?"

"Don't you know? We both traveled through time and space to the same drama."

Xuanjizi fell silent.

His shadow, made of light and shadow, wavered slightly, as if digesting the news.

But soon, he shook his head in relief, and the rays of light and shadow swayed with it:

"Forget it, why bother with this.

"Whatever world it is, I've lost my true self. What difference does it make whether it's a play or a book? It doesn't matter."

"Let's get back to the point. I've discovered that myths once existed in this world as well.

It’s just that there was an extremely serious fault in history, as if it was erased by an invisible hand, leaving only scattered and difficult to identify traces.”

Qin Zhaoyue stopped laughing and sat upright on the stone block, with her hands placed obediently on her knees and her beautiful peach blossom eyes wide open.

Such advanced knowledge may subvert her cognition.

"Ordinary people have almost no knowledge of gods," Xuanjizi continued.

“I have been deep into the forbidden area of ​​the Dagan Imperial Palace and read countless secret scriptures and rare historical records.

After more than a decade of painstaking research and deduction, it can almost be confirmed...

Those stories about immortals who can fly, move mountains, fill the sea, and live forever are not just empty talk; they are real!"

“Hmm…”

Qin Zhaoyue's small nostrils twitched slightly, and she took a breath of cold air, feeling that her worldview was slightly shaken.

A martial arts film instantly transformed into a fairy tale drama? The difficulty level has increased by more than a little bit...

Xuanjizi didn't care about her shock and continued to tell the story.

"I suspect that the Tianyan Sect may be inextricably linked to the lost ancient immortal sect's inheritance."

"But the sect's classics are also extremely scarce. Even so, after reaching a certain level, the elders of each generation would almost always spend their entire lives pursuing the illusory 'Tao'."

"You know the First Rank Divine Martial Realm, right? It's universally recognized as the pinnacle of martial arts.

However, based on what I have learned from reading ancient books, the first level realm is only close to the Tao, not the true Tao itself.

Therefore, I speculate that there must be another realm above the First Rank, and that may be the starting point of the immortal path."

"It's just..." He sighed deeply, and that sigh seemed to carry the dust of time and helplessness.

“In this era, even the first-grade realm is rare.

My true self is to judge that the sacred artifact of Tianyan Sect, 'Tianpan', may contain the inheritance leading to a higher realm.

That’s why I chose to close the extremely dangerous death gate in order to have a fighting chance.”

He smiled bitterly, "As for the result... you know it too."

Qin Zhaoyue felt his head buzzing, tilted his head and asked in confusion:

“But you, Senior, are already the leader of the Tianyan Sect, holding a high position of power, and your strength has even reached the Second Rank.

There are probably only a handful of people in this world who can threaten you.

Why do we have to pursue that illusory "Tao"?

Isn't it good to be the best in the world peacefully? "

Upon hearing this, Xuanjizi slowly raised his head, his eyes penetrating the beam of skylight and gazing into the depths of the ethereal darkness.

The entire phantom was filled with an indescribable loneliness, as if standing on the top of a mountain overlooking all living beings.

"Because...it's lonely up there.

You don't understand, it's really boring to be in a state of near invincibility and looking down on everyone for a long time."

He paused, and a faint light seemed to flash in his illusory eyes.

"And if we find the 'Tao' and embark on the path to immortality, perhaps... we can find a way back."

After revealing his true feelings, the old man looked across at the other side, and the result was...

"Hey! Girl, what's that expression on your face?"

He clearly caught a glimpse of the undisguised expression of disgust on the girl's face.

Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes without any hesitation and curled her lips.

"I'm just full!

If it were me, I would rather die than do it and just muddle along.

What's so good about being lonely at the top? Isn't the scenery good up there?

Aren’t gold, silver, and treasures tempting? Aren’t you tempted by fine wine and delicious food? Why are you being so hard on yourself?

The two of them stared at each other.

"Hmph! People with different beliefs cannot work together!" Xuanjizi snorted and shook his sleeves.

"I know, I know..." Qin Zhaoyue waved his hand perfunctorily.

Having said that, she actually understood it in her heart.

Perhaps this fellow had some ties in his previous life that he could not let go of.

As for herself, she really has no obsession with going back or not.

Why go back? Continue to be a social animal and enjoy the good life?

Here she is a genuine and extremely noble princess. Isn’t it nice to lie down and enjoy it?

"Speaking of which, uncle," Qin Zhaoyue came closer curiously, "where were you from in your previous life?"

"Jingjinwei!"

"Oh oh," Qin Zhaoyue's eyes lit up, and he imitated the tone in his memory, deliberately dragging out the voice in an exaggerated manner:

"Oh my! These girls don't look like good people!"

Xuanjizi's shadow froze for a moment. "If you don't know how to speak, you don't have to force yourself to speak."

"Hehe," Qin Zhaoyue smiled slyly and continued gossiping: "By the way, what did you do in your previous life?"

"cook."

"Oh~~~" Qin Zhaoyue suddenly realized, "No wonder your celestial plate manifested as a pot, so it turns out to be your old profession."

"Why, do you look down on the cook?"

"Bullshit!" Qin Zhaoyue retorted immediately, his eyes shining and his face sincere. "I like chefs the most. Um...especially chefs who cook delicious food."

The two of them chatted back and forth, joking around.

Qin Zhaoyue also completely confirmed that the "pot" senior in front of her was indeed a fellow villager from the same place and the same era as herself, and not a product of her mental imagination.

Because the other party mentioned some very detailed information that was only available in that era, although she was not completely clear about it, she was able to judge whether it was true or false.

After chatting for a while, Qin Zhaoyue finally remembered the business and asked seriously:

"Old man, how did I end up in this ghost... uh, cave for no apparent reason?"