Chapter 927 Special Person

Tiannan Territory,

In the mysterious cave where Xuantian Sect is located.

Deep in the core that no one has ever set foot on,

Between the deep and ruined palaces,

Facing the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Yang Qingyun looked extremely respectful.

There was no reason for him to be disrespectful.

Because even now,

If I hadn’t seen the other person’s existence with my own eyes and heard the other person’s voice with my own ears,

Yang Qingyun couldn't even sense the other party's presence!

The other person and oneself,

It feels like a world apart!

Yang Qingyun didn't know who the other party was or what level of strength he had.

He doesn't even know what level of strength this person has to reach, so that he, who is theoretically the strongest person who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts in this world, can be so powerful that he can't even notice the other party's existence. strange sight.

But Yang Qingyun knew one thing clearly,

Facing the unknown strong man,

It's never wrong to be respectful.

"You don't have to be afraid, I'm actually going to dissipate."

"It poses no threat to you."

"I just didn't expect to see you again before it disappeared."

"It seems we are quite destined."

"This is quite happy."

The young man's voice was somewhat gentle, with a neutral and gentle magnetism.

Listen to his voice,

You can feel that the other person is a gentle person.

At the same time, between his words,

There is a kind of

Look down on the freedom of life and death.

It gives people the feeling that they have experienced a lot, and in the long and endless time and years, they have looked down upon everything.

"Again?"

The young man's words made Yang Qingyun slightly relieved, but at the same time, he was also a little confused in his heart.

He considered his tone and spoke in confusion.

He didn't remember seeing this person.

There is still a trace of vigilance in my heart.

"Of course you haven't seen me."

"But I've seen you, you've been here once. Probably, like thirty years ago, right?"

"I'm sorry, I don't remember things like time for a long time."

"It should be that time, not too long ago."

The young man seemed to have seen through Yang Qingyun's inner thoughts and answered honestly.

His voice is still very gentle,

sound,

There is a feeling that makes people feel at peace inside.

But Yang Qingyun felt faintly cold in his heart.

So back then,

When I came in to practice, was the other party also paying attention to everything from an unknown place? !

Does this secret realm of cave heaven actually have an owner?

That person in front of me,

Who is it?

The expression on Yang Qingyun's face did not change much.

But many doubts flashed through his heart.

"Senior, you're welcome."

"I don't know about seniors, but there is something important that juniors need to do? If it's within their power, juniors will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Yang Qingyun once again cupped his fists and saluted.

Since the other party showed up and there was no malice in his words, he must have needed help with something.

However,

To Yang Qingyun's surprise, the young man shook his head.

"There's nothing I need you to do."

"I came to see you on a whim, so you don't have to be upset."

"I'm about to disappear. It would be nice to meet someone as special as you again at the end of this road."

"Come with me and chat with me in my last days."

"In return, I know a lot of things. If you want to know the answer to something, you can ask me."

Saying,

The young figure walked towards the dilapidated hall ahead.

Yang Qingyun only hesitated for a moment, but then followed.

soon,

The two of them passed through the dilapidated hall, came to a courtyard, and entered a room similar to a study.

The room was very tidy.

Rows of bookshelves filled with books, neatly arranged.

in the middle,

It's an open space,

Desk, oil lamp, teapot, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The chair behind, and the calligraphy and painting "God rewards those who work hard" hanging on the wall behind.

A very ordinary study room.

It is also a very rare study decoration in this martial arts world.

Because the whole study room is filled with the aura of mortals.

Just like the paper books filling the bookshelves, they can only be used by mortals.

Once a warrior reaches the master level, their strength is recorded in jade.

The knowledge that can be engraved through the power of the soul is much more useful and vivid than books.

Even Yang Qingyun had not seen this kind of furnishings in the mortal world for a long time.

Yang Qingyun looked at the young man,

The other party's face was shrouded in a layer of white light, making it difficult to see clearly.

And at this time,

The other party stretched out his hand to invite Yang Qingyun to sit down and poured him a cup of tea.

"Sorry, it's not that I don't want to show up, but that I am a faceless person."

"In other words, after so many years, I have forgotten what I look like."

The young man pushed the tea cup on the table to Yang Qingyun.

Although Yang Qingyun had some doubts in his heart, he did not show it.

Finally, he picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

The faint bitter taste filled the tongue cavity. In his keen perception of the Hedao realm, the various ingredients in it expanded rapidly and were felt by Yang Qingyun.

At that moment, he even tasted the life of the tea leaves from the seeds, to the growth, and finally to the picking and frying into tea water into his mouth!

And Yang Qingyun also confirmed one thing,

that this life of tea is just a cup of ordinary tea leaves from the mortal world!

Yang Qingyun's mind flashed a trace of doubt again.

But he still bowed to the young man and thanked him:

"Thank you for the hospitality, senior."

"You're welcome. I thought you would not be used to it. Many people who have come here will frown after taking the first sip. After all, this is just the most ordinary tea for mortals. For them, it is too rough."

Although he couldn't see the face of the young man,

but Yang Qingyun could feel that the other party seemed to show a trace of happiness on his face.

"Sure enough, you are a special person."

"I can see that you have a lot of doubts in your heart."

"I may not have much time, so I will just chat with you for a while. Do you have anything to ask?"

The young man said in a gentle voice.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyun was silent for a while.

After that, he did not pretend and asked:

"I wonder who the senior is?"

"Who am I? I am not a human, nor a senior. I am the 'spirit' of this world."

"Letting a small world give birth to a 'spirit' is some lost methods from a long time ago. These involve a lot, and I may not be able to finish before I disappear. Do you want to listen?"

The young man's voice was still soft.

However, Yang Qingyun found that the other party's figure seemed to fade a little.

Obviously, time is probably running out.

Yang Qingyun naturally would not waste time on this.

"I wonder what the 'special person' in the senior's mouth means?"

Yang Qingyun only thought for a breath or two,

and then asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Of course you are 'special', otherwise you wouldn't think that anyone can practice the Nine Heavens Starry Soul Art, right?"