The last mortal immortal

The old man's sudden voice startled Lu Li. After his cultivation was sealed, he was completely unable to notice that the other party was behind him.

Looking at the phantom of the old man standing behind him with a calm face, Lu Li immediately put down his hand and Sikong Hen said warily: "Senior, are you planning to let me out?"

The old man did not answer Lu Li's question, but said to himself: "Sikong hates, hates Sikong, haha, the book you are reading now was written by me personally, and I haven't had time to read all the content behind it. After writing it, you can ask me if you are interested, why bother guessing on your own?"

"Sure enough!" Lu Li secretly thought. He had briefly read through the entire book before. The content of the book stopped abruptly in the second half. Judging from the unfinished handwriting on it, it was obviously caused by the interruption of the author's writing. From this point of view, Come on, the author is obviously the owner of the cave, the mysterious old man.

Lu Li thought for a moment and then asked: "Why are seniors willing to tell me these ancient secrets? If I am not wrong, I am afraid that only upper-level monks with very advanced cultivation have the opportunity to know these things, right?"

"Oh, I will say what I want to say. No one can force me if I don't want to. I want to ask you, do you want to know?" the old man urged impatiently.

Lu Li frowned slightly. The person in front of him had a weird personality. If he asked casually again, he might get himself killed. In this case, it is better to follow the other person's ideas: "Junior wants to know."

"Isn't this great? There's so much nonsense." The old man waved his hands impatiently, then sat down at the place where he was meditating and said: "Back then, the Sikong clan colluded with the Mouling clan and took the opportunity to attack the two major families of Xiahou and Tantai. This family has already spent a lot of strength due to fighting, and it is even more difficult to resist after being attacked by the remnants of the mourners. The Xiahou royal family has a deep foundation and can barely support it. It is ridiculous that the Tantai family, who wants to replace the royal family, is already at the end of its war effort. Sikong and the Mourning Clan were unable to fight back under the joint sneak attack, and in the end the entire clan was wiped out, leaving no one alive!"

"Tantai destroyed the clan, Sikong betrayed... Could it be that the world spirits of the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Realm have no one to protect them and will fall into the hands of the Mourning Clan?" Lu Li asked quickly.

"You are not stupid. Indeed, the real danger is the world spirit. If the world spirit is taken away, the Mourning Spirit Clan can use the overwhelming spiritual power contained in the world spirit to create a supreme magic weapon. Even if the ancestor is still alive, I am afraid Opponents, Mouse, they have missed the mark despite all their calculations. The land of world spirits is protected by formations. Those thieves never knew it before, and they can't break into it in a short time. At the same time, the Xiahou royal family, which was hit hard, also slowed down. Come to your senses and immediately summon all the monks in the Wanling Immortal Realm to fight to the death with the Mourning Clan!"

"What happened next was just like the rumors in the world. Although the ninth ancestor of the mourning spirit was powerful, he was ultimately defeated by the monks and fell into the world. The mourning clan also hid in the world again and does not dare to appear easily until now." Speaking of this, Lu Li couldn't help but continue to ask: "If the Mourning Clan is destroyed, how did the Sikong Clan be destroyed? Could it be that the destruction of the Sikong Clan is related to the seniors?"

As soon as these words came out, the old man showed a trace of imperceptible admiration to Lu Li for the first time: "Back when the whole world was mourning the mourning, the Sikong clan was an unforgivable traitor. Naturally, they immediately became the target of everyone. Public enemies, coupled with the fact that the Mourning Clan has too much time to take care of themselves and is unwilling to care about their life and death, the Sikong clan will soon face the disaster of annihilation. Who would have thought that the ninth ancestor of the Mourning Clan would be born out of the blue, and everyone would no longer have time to care about the Sikong family. Everyone turned their spears and fought against the Mourning Clan, but the Xiahou royal family would not let these traitors go. For this reason, they sent two groups of people, light and dark, to deal with the remnants of Sikong! One of them is the clan that is now the first generation headmaster of Tianyu Dao Pavilion. The second one is the Shangyang clan."

Lu Li had never heard of these things, especially the origin of Tianyu Dao Pavilion. He originally thought that Tianyu Dao Pavilion was a sect that existed in ancient times, but he did not expect that it turned out to be a sect that only appeared after the fall of the two major families: " It seems that the senior is a descendant of the Shangyang clan who is hiding in secret?"

"Yes, when two groups of us launched a hunt for the Sikong clan, who knew that the Sikong clan had so many tricks up their sleeves that they actually fled into the wilderness. Others did not dare to pursue them, but my ancestors from the Shangyang clan resolutely led the entire clan in order to complete the mission. The elites were chasing after them, but who knew that God would not help the good but help the evil! None of the elite ancestors escaped alive, and the tribesmen were mourned. The villains took the opportunity to enter and almost wiped out the tribe. Only a few remaining people managed to escape with their lives. , for this reason, we, the Shangyang clan, swear an oath to never stop Sikong! This is the ancestral motto of all generations. The first duty of all descendants of all generations is to kill the remaining sins of Sikong, and I, Shangyang Youxun, are no exception!"

"I didn't expect that such past events would happen... Since my senior is a descendant of Shang Yang, a hero who killed the monks in the world, now that the world is settled, the Xiahou royal family should help you. Why would my senior chase you alone? The matter can be easily solved by just reporting it back to the Xiahou royal family, right?" Lu Li asked puzzledly. After all, today's world is dominated by monks. No matter how much hidden strength the Sikong family has, as long as the Xiahou royal family gives an order, the other party will never be able to do anything. If you want to survive, why bother chasing him alone?

Furthermore, this Shangyang Youxun said he was a heroic queen, but his cultivation was not top-notch, and his possessions were quite rudimentary, and could not compare to another family power at the time, Tianyu Dao Pavilion.

The gap between the front and back was too big, so Lu Li was naturally confused.

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Xun Xun from Shangyang sneered and said sternly: "Humph! The Xiahou royal family? Do you think they still care about a family that is about to disappear? We are the only ones who bear the hatred in the past. How can anyone else be willing?" Did you take care of it? I have no choice. The ancestral training is in my body, the blood oath is in my soul, I will never destroy Sikong, and the oath will never be broken. This is the pain the Sikong family has given us, and the nightmare caused by the Xiahou royal family's indifference to us! This is not Glory, this is a curse! I must kill Sikong, fulfill my oath, and rectify the name of my family! At least, our descendants of the Shangyang clan will no longer have to live with such a painful curse!"

Before Lu Li could speak again, Shang Yang Youxun shouted angrily again: "You don't understand the pain caused by fate at all! Now I want you to wait here obediently, waiting for you to attract Sikong Weiming to solve the problem for me. The curse of the clan!”

After that, Shang Yang Youxun's figure instantly disappeared from Lu Li's eyes and returned to the outside world again.

Looking at the ancient "Sikong Hen" in his hand, Lu Li not only had mixed feelings in his heart, but also noticed several other points. The Shangyang family had fallen to this point but no one cared about it. It can be seen that the current Xiahou royal family may have long since lost its earliest ancestors. Original intention, otherwise how could we treat the hero like this.

An inexplicable feeling of uneasiness surged into Lu Li's heart, as if this seemingly peaceful and peaceful world of all spirits was heading towards a dangerous and desperate situation...