"Your uncle..."

Lingguo subconsciously said this.

Seeing Ning Yi's kind and kind smile, it quickly swallowed its words.

It's broken and it's broken and it's wrong. This Devil Ning can't afford to mess with him.

"What did you say?"

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, and the temperature of the flame in his palm suddenly increased.

"I will answer all the questions from Mr. Ning!"

Cold sweat oozed out of the forehead of the innate spiritual fruit, and immediately changed into a flattering smile.

"Um……"

Ning Yi asked lightly: "What are the luck of the other three ancient halls except the Suzaku Hall?"

This red fruit took root in the Dragon Palace ten thousand years ago and was born with spiritual wisdom very early.

In the creation of the Silver City, it must know the root and the bottom.

The innate spiritual fruit had a bitter face and said, "For thousands of years, I have followed the instructions of the ancestors and have not dared to leave the hall half an inch... If you want to ask about the fortune of the Suzaku Hall, you still know three points. I really know nothing about the other three worship halls."

Ning Yi frowned.

"There is still luck in the Suzaku Hall?"

Lingguo shook his head and sighed, "I just vaguely heard that before the fall of the Dragon Palace, the four sacred beasts were like pillars supporting the sky, worshipped by formation patterns, and fed back to the Dragon Palace... At that time, the four halls had infinite vitality, and even ordinary people could comprehend the Five Elements Realm under the worship seat. But now, this greatest fortune has disappeared with the fall of the Dragon Palace."

As he said that, it gritted its teeth and broke out a shocking secret.

"I... am not a spiritual fruit born in the hall. If you go to the other three halls, you may not be able to find the second innate spiritual fruit."

Zhu Guo straightened her chest.

The cool light as silver as the moon slowly illuminates.

This seemingly ordinary fruit is surrounded by dense and countless secret patterns, and the complex patterns are astonishing.

Pei Lingsu murmured and said with emotion: "Every secret pattern is a product of time... There is a strong aura of life and death here, and it is the spiritual medicine that all practitioners dream of."

If it can be swallowed.

It is equivalent to...experienced the life and death that this spiritual fruit has experienced over tens of thousands of years.

No matter how extreme ordinary people are, they can only walk in the world for hundreds of years.

Borrowing ten thousand years of time to transform the long river of life and death?

What other bottlenecks can be found in this world that cannot be broken through?

Staring at this secret pattern, Ning Yi fell into silence.

After the fall of the Dragon Palace, someone came here and planted the red fruit in the main hall of the Silver City, absorbing the fortune of heaven and earth, and slowly nurturing it.

This innate spiritual fruit is the immortal fate left by that man to future generations!

The long years finally passed—

The fruit enlightens the spirit.

The fate of immortality is ripe.

This is a real "Fruit of Immortal Fate"!

Zhu Guo's voice was bitter and said, "Actually, from the moment the spiritual wisdom was born, I knew... in the end, fate could not escape the mouths of others and become fate. Even if you hide it from you, you will sooner or later discover this secret pattern of life and death."

These words were a little sad.

Ning Yi took a light breath. After learning the true meaning of this spiritual fruit, he was moved for a moment.

In fact, he always had the urge to eat this vermillion fruit...

"Don't worry, Ning said one thing." Ning Yi suppressed his impulse and said in a deep voice: "It is very difficult to enlighten the fruit. You tell me what you see and hear. I won't eat you and take you out of the Dragon Palace."

Xianyuanguo was stunned.

Even the girl was stunned.

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"For some reason... I always feel that it has a fate with me. If I eat it, it will be a pity." Ning Yi sent a voice in the heart lake and explained: "The things that enlighten the spirit are no different from people... Besides, I have not yet passed away, and this innate spiritual fruit is not very beneficial to the divine fire disaster."

"Husband... Actually, you don't have to explain it to me, I understand." Pei Lingsu smiled and said, "You did it right."

"Ning..." Xianyuanguo was silent for a while and said, "Sir. Actually, there is no need to be like this. In the dark, I have a feeling that you may be destined to eat me."

This statement was unexpected to Ning Yi.

"Five hundred years ago...one person came to Longxiao Palace."

Xianyuanguo murmured: "That man has a very high realm and strong strength. He came to the Vermilion Bird Hall. At that time, the Vermilion Bird's earth fire had not yet burned silent. Thunder patterns and earth fire burst out together, slashing and burning... but he could not ignite a corner of his robe, nor could he hurt a hair. All kinds of disasters rolled down. He stood in front of the worship platform for three days and three nights, without moving at all. I knew that no matter how I escaped, I could not escape from his palm, so I simply hung it on the platform and looked at him for three days and three nights... But in the end, he didn't take me off."

Ning Yi's pupils contracted.

"What does the person you mentioned look like?"

The innate spiritual fruit was silent for a while and said, "Wearing in a black robe with cloud patterns, golden blood was lingering all over her body, her face was hard to see. Her qi and blood were thick like a real dragon, and her eyebrows were lit for a day. He was like...the sun."

Ning Yi's fingers trembled a little. He took out the robe from Laolong Mountain, Shushan from the sword energy cave heaven.

Cloud pattern, black robe.

"But...this?" He held the robe tightly, eager to get a positive answer.

I was in a daze for a moment.

Xianyuanguo nodded and murmured: "It's this one."

Ning Yixin Lake cannot be calm.

He finally found... Lord Lu Shengshan!

For five hundred years, Shushan practitioners have crossed mountains and seas and searched through the two gaps in the world, but were unable to find the trace of the mountain master!

"He is you... a very important person?" The innate spiritual fruit saw Ning Yi's expression change and asked curiously: "It depends on your age... it should be the same era as him."

"yes."

Ning Yi let out a deep breath and asked, "Where did he go in the end?"

Xianyuanguo whispered: "He left the Suzaku Hall and went to the core city... Before leaving, I told him that the Golden City, no one who has been there has come out again."

Golden City...

Lord Lu Shengshan went to the Golden City...

If you guess correctly, the core city of the Dragon Palace that the Scroll of Sky cannot be seen, it will be the final battlefield for the master of the Dragon Palace to fight to the death with the shadow.

"The 'master' who planted me in the hall could no longer see my appearance... At that time, I was just an ordinary fruit and had not yet been enlightened. But after that, a word lingered in my ears."

"Wait..."

"Jiazi, year, month, sun... all have lost its meaning in this dark dragon palace. Time passes and time decays. Every time the secret lines of life and death in my chest are born, this sound will vibrate."

"Wait...what should I wait?" Xian Yuanguo looked confused.

"I thought he was the one I was waiting for."

It smiled bitterly and said, "In the distant memory... only the style of the previous master holding the sword can be comparable to him. Unexpectedly, he left so gloomy, leaving only one sentence."

Ning Yi was so conscious that he asked, "What do you mean?"

"He said...wait another five hundred years."

“After he leaves, mine

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The secret lines of life and death no longer grew, and the sound of me waiting for me did not sound again. After thousands of years, I was completely mature." Xianyuanguo was silent for a moment, then stared at Ning Yi and said, "Then... I'll wait for you."

Ning Yi is the one he is waiting for!

"You are waiting for me..."

Ning Yi murmured: "No...not saying that you are waiting for me... it's better to say that you are waiting for this era..."

The person who left the fruit ten thousand years ago.

His own mother Aning.

Lord of Lu Shengshan.

The dead national teacher Yuan Chun.

They have left messages more than once to pass on to future generations that their era is not the right era.

Everyone is waiting for today.

If fate is a big door, then the tide of predecessors who washed away the bronze dragon kiss in the Dragon Palace did their best to make this door open in this life...

And I was also pushed to the top of the wave by fate in this era.
To be continued...