"What, don't you believe it?"

The writer of the history understood Gou Chunguang's expression and said.

"I believe in everything you say, senior, come on, senior, please feel free to enjoy."

Now that things have come to this point, Gou Chunguang is extremely bachelor.

All the people are dead. Now they are better than death after being insulted.

“Sad for your ignorance.”

The master of the history shook his head gently.

"Although I did not exist when the world was created, who said I must exist when the world was created to record history?"

The writer of the history seemed to see through what Gou Chunguang thought.

"I, the master of history, received the blessing of the Immortal Emperor, and was the historian of His Majesty the Immortal Emperors of all dynasties.

For His Majesty the Immortal Emperor, what is it difficult to trace time and walk against time?

When His Majesty the Immortal Emperor traces time and explores the truth of the ancient times, I stand by and record the major events and turning points that have happened in history."

The writer of the history chuckled.

"In ancient times, there were many legends about creating the world and there were many different opinions.

What is the ancient saying about the sky, the giant beast saying about the sky, the particle explosion saying, etc.

But have you heard the legend of the origin of the mother's energy in the world?”

Gou Chunguang thought slightly, then shook his head gently.

"No."

At this time, Gou Chunguang had already left the rock wall and relaxed.

There was no way, he could feel that it was very easy for Shizhe to kill him, not nervous, not vigilant, not vigilant, not at all.

Although the historical figure does not exist at all in Gou Chunguang's perception, this is the most terrifying thing, okay?

“Of course there won’t be.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Emotion Immortal is proficient in the way of time and space. I followed His Majesty the Emperor of the Emotion Immortal, traced time and space, and saw with my own eyes the scene of the original mother's energy creating the world and recording it.

In this way, the legends that created the world in later generations gradually became unified, and in the end there was only one legend, but how many people knew it was that it was not a legend, but the exact history?"

The tone of the writer of history is full of remembrance, as if he is recalling the past.

"It's a pity that His Majesty the Great Emperor of Love actually..."

The master of history suddenly stopped halfway through his speech and stopped talking.

"Fallen!"

Gou Chunguang continued.

Gou Chunguang also heard of this only fallen immortal emperor.

"Fallen? Hehe..."

The master of history glanced at Gou Chunguang and smiled contemptuously.

"Senior, continue talking! What's wrong?"

Gou Chunguang suddenly heard something amazing and felt very itchy.

This is like an ordinary person hearing a little secret about the richest man.

Unfortunately, no matter how Gou Chunguang urged him and asked, the writers of history no longer said anything.

If it weren't for knowing that he was not a match for the master of the Shizhe, Gou Chunguang really wanted to pull the Shizhe's collar and ask him carefully.

"How could I say so much to you? It seems that I haven't been born for too long.

OK, now can you tell me your name?"

The writer of history escaped from the memory and regret, his face returned to calm, and said.

"Senior, my name is..."

Gou Chunguang never felt the malicious intention and murderous intention of the historian, and gradually believed in the words of the historian.

Of course, it is impossible to trust completely, but if you don’t kill me, I believe everything you say, and I will admit it even insulting my IQ.

"Okay, you need to say nothing, your name is Gou Chunguang, right? I've recorded it."

The writer of the history directly interrupted Gou Chunguang's words, and then wrote the three words "Gou Chunguang" on the book, just right, filling the gap left.

"Forehead……"

Gou Chunguang was stunned. You know what I'm called, why do you even scare me!

"You are the discoverer of the second Chaos Membrane Vitiligo, and it will be recorded in history. I wanted you to know this news and make you happy. Maybe this is the peak moment of your life."

As the master said, his figure gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

"Senior, senior!"

Gou Chunguang shouted a few times, but there was no response.

"call……"

Gou Chunguang exhaled and relaxed.

[This senior really has no thoughts about the chaotic membrane fetal aura, and he really left.]

Gou Chunguang thought to himself.

"No matter what, the Chaos Membrane Vitiligo has been obtained, whether it is for sale or... for personal use, it can bring me great benefits.

So should I sell it to Huangxi Bao Pavilion, or should I use it for my own use?"

Gou Chunguang has the worries of happiness.

Just when Gou Chunguang didn't know how to make a decision, the figure of the Shizhe appeared again and said:

"By the way, I will remind you again, the owner of the first Chaos Membrane Eugenic Qi is coming to you, and he can sense your specific location.

Generally speaking, the owner of the first Chaos Membrane Fetal Qi is a disciple of the Holy Land. You are very lucky that this time the first Chaos Membrane Fetal Qi also fell in Zhongzhou.

Boy, please be blessed."

After saying that, before Gou Chunguang could reply, the writer of the history disappeared again.

“…”

Gou Chunguang opened his mouth, but in the end he was speechless.

"Disciple of the Holy Land?"

"Come here?"

"For self-use?"

[Well, I think it's safer to sell it to Huangxi Bao Pavilion.]

Gou Chunguang decisively gave up the idea of ​​using it for himself.

The battle between the Immortal Emperor is not something he can participate in.

And there are still problems that need to be solved for your own use.

【Go for a walk, leave here quickly.】

After listening to the reminder of the Shizhe, a sense of anxiety emerged in Gou Chunguang's heart, and the reappearance of the Shizhe ignored it.

Who knows what the boss is thinking? Gou Chunguang can't resist anyway.

The disciples of the Holy Land have always dreamed of, but they are unattainable.

Gou Chunguang didn't have the intention to deal with disciples from the Holy Land.

So Gou Chunguang quickly walked out of the cave entrance.

Behind Gou Chunguang, where he could not see or sense, the master was following him leisurely.

If Gou Chunguang had learned about it, he would have been scared. Unfortunately, he had no idea at all.

...

On the other hand, the Yanling Pavilion who was following Gou Chunguang lost Gou Chunguang. After searching for it in vain, he gritted his teeth and notified Yanling Pavilion.

"Sir, I'm lost."

"What? A casual cultivator can throw it away, it's useless!"

With a "bang", the teacup in the adult's hand was smashed.

Obviously, the adult was very angry.

"Sir, what will we do next? Do we investigate or...give up?"

The man asked carefully.

"Do I need to say what to do? Of course, it is to track down! Find it to the end!

How could a mere wandering cultivator get rid of the secret that we have worked hard to cultivate in Yanling Pavilion? Since the wandering cultivator has got rid of the tracking, this means that the wandering cultivator has a problem!

Of course, we have to investigate to the end and send Qi Anzi to bring the casual cultivator to me!"

The adult's face was gloomy and said fiercely.

“???”

The adult's logic made the man ask questions.

He is, he is a person who notices unknown stalking. He must be thinking about getting rid of it or even fighting back. What the hell is he being followed with peace of mind!
To be continued...