"Why is it her?" the old man asked calmly.

"This question has troubled her for the rest of her life and she has never let go until she dies. She can't figure out, why is it her?"

Lu Yunze was silent for a while, shook his head and smiled.

"Don't you already have the answer? It's all she can tell you if she can take you to this point."

The old man didn't say anything, but stared at him tightly with his turbid eyes.

Lu Yunze sighed silently.

"Okay, let me be honest... At that time, I was actually facing the same trouble as her. We all had to face an opponent who was simply impossible to win for various reasons."

"I was helpless with that opponent. I could only use all kinds of stupid methods to test it like a clown who had obviously messed up the performance but wanted to struggle for a while. But she directly gave her answer."

Lu Yunze pointed to Li Ying'er's tombstone and said with complicated eyes:

"Ants want to defeat the elephant, and grass snakes want to swallow the dragon. With this gap in strength, courage is useless and wisdom is irrelevant. The only thing that can be reliable is madness."

"The most extreme madness!" Lu Yunze raised his head, his eyes that were clearly black and white were covered with blood.

"She is a lunatic. I know you don't like to hear this, but that's the case."

"So too."

"...so that's how it's." The old man was silent and said nothing.

After a while, Lu Yunze suddenly heard him making a weak and firm voice.

"Lu Yunze, you are an immortal cultivator. Can you do me a favor?" the old man lowered his head and asked word by word.

"Yes." Lu Yunze nodded and agreed.

"Thanks……"

The old man raised his head and took out an old thick book from his arms.

He held the thick book and handed it to Lu Yunze.

"There are the names of the 80,000 people above. My memory has always been very good. As long as I have seen it, I can write them down."

"I remember all of them, for sixty years, and I've been here forever, making tombstones for each of them."

"They are all heroes, and they shouldn't be forgotten. But in recent years, my memories have begun to become less reliable. I often misremember their names, and those faces have become increasingly blurred in my memory. I may not be able to finish their tombstones."

"I finished 40,000 tombstones, and there were 40,000. Lu Yunze, I remember that the cultivator had a spell that turned mud into stone. Can you help me finish these tombstones?"

Lu Yunze nodded and read the thick book full of names at an extremely fast speed.

He slapped the ground with a palm, and the earth trembled slightly.

If someone looked down from the sky at this time, he would see that the entire huge pit was filled with dark soil thousands of feet in a radius, all surging like sea water.

Immediately afterwards, stone tablets emerged from the ground out of thin air, and names appeared on it.

Lu Yunze and the old man stood in the center of the forest-like tombstone, looking around, a peaceful smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.

"It's so good. I haven't finished my work in sixty years. You can finish it in just a few breaths."

"How great is this, but why do you have to step into the mud to show your nobility?"

"Why do you have to take away the only thing that others have left to feel satisfied?"

"Why..."

The old man looked up at the sky, and his voice gradually became inaudible.

Lu Yunze waited for a while and stepped on the ground silently.

The soil under the old man's feet turned into a swamp, gradually swallowing his body. A stone tablet replaced him with five big words "Zhang Daoqi's Tomb".

Lu Yunze sat on the ground, not sure how long he had been sitting.

He murmured to himself: "Yes, why? I have thought about this question for more than a hundred years. Is it because of the lack of resources? Or is it because of the evil nature of human nature? Or is there any other reason why I can't see clearly?"

"Can you answer me? Pure thoughts. Or..."

"Han Li."

Lu Yunze's voice wandered among the tombstones. Jingming, wearing a white cassock, appeared beside him at some point, sitting on the ground like him, without saying a word.

"Donor Lu, I said that when you get what you have left here, I will tell you everything. Now is the time." Jing Nian said calmly.

Lu Yunze nodded and said nothing.

Jingnian sighed lightly and stretched out a hand.

"Donor, please follow me."

Lu Yunze frowned and grabbed his hand.

The next moment, Lu Yunze's soul seemed to fly to the sky, passing through numerous barriers, and coming to a place that transcends time and space.

The infinite interface continued to arise and die in front of Lu Yunze's eyes, and finally an invisible force brought him to an interface.

He saw a mortal named a body refiner blowing a Nascent Soul cultivator into the air with one punch, and also saw the existence of a mortal holding a name called spiritual tool and fighting a large number of monsters.

He also saw a strong man about meter tall stuffing a spiritual herb into his mouth with a look of surprise. The next moment, a fluctuation of spiritual power appeared on his body.

In a trance, he saw hundreds of tribes rising together, the shemale tribes struggled to survive in the cracks, and those precious body refining methods that almost everyone has.

After a while, Lu Yunze fell back into his body, and almost lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Donor Lu, you see it." Jing Nian sighed softly.

"See it! It turns out that everyone can lure spiritual energy into their bodies. The spiritual roots are just spiritual energy transformers. This transformer can even be born after birth!"

Lu Yunze took a deep breath and finally came back from the drowning-like reaction.

"There is such a technology in the spiritual world!"

Jingnian sighed again and said helplessly to Lu Yunze:

"Donor Lu, what you should care about is not whether there is or not. You should think about why there is one?"

Lu Yunze was stunned when he heard this, raised his head and stared at him in surprise.

"Donor Lu, what you did is actually amazing. You showed the mortals a path and proved to them that immortal cultivators are not incapable of resisting."

"But you just sowed a seed. Whether this seed can grow into a towering tree depends not only on the quality of the seed, but more on whether the surrounding environment is suitable for growth."

Jingnian stretched out his hand, and a wisp of water vapor condensed into a long knife in his hand, with several runes flashing on it.

"The technology here is not complicated and even quite simple to borrow spirit stones to replace mana. The resources required are not many. The spiritual world can be found, and the dark land can be found. But why can't the human world?"

"Donator Lu, do you know why this is?"
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