The Ancient Vast Realm

Just when Feng Xuan was about to answer, he suddenly saw that the green light on the bronze scroll seemed to have lost one-fifth, as if it was a clear indication.

Feng Xuan's face was uncertain, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, but after thinking for a moment, he still gritted his teeth and answered:

"Yes, I want to know if it is the human stone bow, the ancestral weapon of my human race? And what are the other ones?"

After saying that, Feng Xuan stared at the bronze scroll and watched the green light on it.

Sure enough, just as Feng Xuan finished speaking, a piece of information was immediately transmitted to Feng Xuan's mind.

"Yes, this is the human stone bow. As for the other two items, they are the Xuanyuan Sword and the Axe of Creation. As for the other three, I can't answer"

Feng Xuan read the information in his mind and immediately confirmed his guess.

But at the same time, Feng Xuan also saw that the green light on the bronze scroll had lost one-fifth again, and now only three-fifths were left.

Seeing this, Feng Xuan immediately understood that the green light on the bronze scroll represented the number of questions he could ask.

Now because he asked two questions, the green light on the bronze scroll was reduced by two-fifths.

When he thought of this, Feng Xuan almost vomited blood. The second question was okay, and it was indeed meaningful to him. Although the bronze scroll did not tell him the identities of the other three hidden objects, Feng Xuan roughly deduced that they were probably also the ancestral artifacts of the human race, but he didn't know what they were.

But the first question made Feng Xuan almost want to slap himself, which was simply a waste of a question quota.

Feng Xuan also understood that although the bronze scroll was willing to see him for some reason, it was impossible for him to answer all his doubts.

For the next three questions, Feng Xuan was a little hesitant for a while. He knew that these three questions were extremely important and he must not ask them casually.

"What happened to me? Do you know what I am asking?"

Feng Xuan looked at the bronze scroll and spoke slowly.

A green light flashed, and a picture suddenly appeared in Feng Xuan's mind.

Feng Xuan saw a desolate and dead world. Everything here was gray. Above the gray land, there were countless indescribable huge chains extending from the void and hanging above the world. Each one was so huge that it could not be surpassed.

In this world, a figure walked alone, as if he was the only one left in the world.

As the chains collided, drops of extremely rich black liquid slid down the chains, like the blood of the sky.

And as a drop of black liquid seemed to be overwhelmed and dripped from a certain chain, it was actually evolving rapidly, turning into a lake, an ocean, and even permeating outside the space, as if it was about to turn into a mist.

However, at this moment, a murmur suddenly came from the deepest part of the chain.

"Shell——"

The whole world has changed, the gray is being eroded, it seems that something extremely terrifying is about to come out from the depths of space, countless chains are constantly colliding with each other, making a dinging sound, as if tying up a supreme god and demon at the end of nothingness.

But suddenly, the figure walking in the gray land is filled with a green light, and some rusty dust wraps the figure, and instantly takes it away from this gray world. At the same time, Feng Xuan also noticed that the black droplet that is about to turn into a mist barrier also disappeared...

The picture changed again, and Feng Xuan saw that in a void space, a dark gray ocean was constantly shrinking under the refining of a bronze scroll.

This gray mist seemed to be divided into two streams, one dissipated around the space, and the other poured into the bronze scroll, and it was obviously being swallowed and refined.

But Feng Xuan obviously noticed that in the scattered gray mist, it seemed to be accompanied by some strange dust that disappeared in the surrounding space, as if it was integrated into it.

As the picture disappeared, Feng Xuan returned to the depths of his soul, but his expression was extremely complicated at this time.

"So that's it, so that's it! No wonder I always felt that I seemed to have forgotten something. It turned out that my memory was blocked. It turned out that I was in a dangerous place in the black domain..."

Feng Xuan looked at the bronze scroll with a complicated look, knowing that if it hadn't been for the other party to save him at that time, he would have fallen into that strange dangerous place.

Combining the picture memory given by the bronze scroll, Feng Xuan could easily guess that it seemed that his inexplicable breakthrough in the Lake of Life and the subsequent surge in enlightenment in the Tianyao War City at that time must be related to that drop of black liquid, or it was related to those dust.

After all, in the last picture, half of the black liquid almost dissipated in his soul, and even accompanied by the rust dust that originally belonged to the bronze scroll.

Feng Xuan didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he knew that if the Bronze Scroll wanted to harm him, he would not be able to resist at all, even until now.

When he thought of this, Feng Xuan fell silent. He didn't know what kind of horror he had encountered at the beginning, which forced the Bronze Scroll to flee with him in a hurry, and even his own memory had to be sealed.

But this behavior inexplicably reminded Feng Xuan of one thing, that is, the news about the Feng family. It seems that the master was also unwilling to tell him, only saying that the time has not come yet.

It seemed that some things, even if he knew them or had the relevant memories, were extremely dangerous.

Suddenly, Feng Xuan felt that his memories seemed to disappear inexplicably again, as if everything just now was just the bronze scroll to solve his doubts, but after the doubts were solved, he had to seal them up again.

Feng Xuan pursed his lips, did not stop it, nor could he stop it, and did not even ask anything else.

He was not a fool. Since he knew that those memories would bring danger, he would naturally not delve into it, at least not now.

"The fourth question, what are you?"

Feng Xuan looked at the bronze scroll and asked this question that had been buried in his heart for a hundred years.

However, unexpectedly, just after Feng Xuan asked this question, a message from the bronze scroll immediately returned to his mind.

"Change one"

Sensing this answer, Feng Xuan's eyes twitched slightly, and he was a little speechless. He did not expect that the bronze scroll would reject him without hesitation, as if this was a taboo.

"Well, tell me, your purpose, what am I to you?"