Chapter 488 The Memory Of The God Of War

After settling in, Lin Yuan was led by Immortal Yaoguang to Xuan Bing's temple.

From the outside, the entire temple is tall and majestic, and the whole body is carved with ten thousand-year-old Xuanbing stone, which matches the name of Elder Xuanbing very well.

There is a powerful and unknown force lingering around the temple, and people can detect a sense of nervousness as soon as they approach it.

Lin Yuan turned to ask Master Yaoguang: "When will Elder Xuan Bing have time?"

They had been waiting here for more than ten minutes. Unfortunately for them, Elder Xuan Bing was not in the hall.

But Xuan Bing asked the two of them to come over at this time, so it was either a matter of leaving or not.

Yao Guang went up to Immortal Dao: "Let's wait a little longer. Elder Xuan Bing won't let us go. There must be something that can't get away from him/"

Lin Yuan was silent, and the two of them waited quietly.

At this time, a distant voice was heard. "You have been waiting for a long time. I just went to Xianshui Spring to have a look. I felt something strange somewhere, so I was delayed for a while."

The two of them looked up at the same time, and saw Xuan Bing flying with his sword, and a white dress fluttering down in front of them.

"Come in with me."

Xuan Bing walked in front, and the door of Xuan Bing Palace was open.

When the two of them entered, Lin Yuan was shuddered by the cold air that hit his face.

Only then did I realize that the entire hall was filled with Xuan Bing.

"You guys wait here, I have something to give you."

Xuan Bing went in, and Immortal Yaoguang looked up and down the entire hall curiously, "I haven't come in for a long time, and it's thanks to you this time."

Lin Yuan asked: "Does Xuanbing Palace usually not allow people to enter or leave?"

The entire palace is large, magnificent, and so clean that it doesn't look like it was cleaned by one person.

"No one is allowed in. Only people who come in to talk about important matters are allowed to come in. The last time I came in was three thousand years ago."

Three thousand years is indeed a long time.

It has all caught up with the changes in the human world in the past thirty hundred years.

The two discussed it for a while.

Xuan Bing came out of it, holding a blue freezer in his hand.

The freezer is completely transparent, not too big and can be held with one hand.

You can vaguely see a Treasure Weapon lying inside that looks like a jade cup.

Xuan Bing opened it, "This is what I want to give you!"

Seeing something, Yaoguang Shangxian had a look of surprise on his face, "Elder, you have to give him this thing"

This is the Xuanshui Lake that has existed for thousands of years. It is a vessel that can absorb all kinds of spiritual power from the family.

Put it in the fairy water spring to absorb the divine power for a day, and put it in the Dantian at night, so that you can practice at the same time while resting at night.

This thing is the only thing in the entire Celestial Clan, it belongs to the former God of War.

Later, after the God of War died, this thing was kept with Elder Xuan Bing. Several gods came to ask for it but were rejected. Some even wanted to exchange it for other Treasure Weapons, but Xuan Bing was unmoved.

Everyone thinks that Elder Xuan Bing is being rigid and that this thing is only useful to cultivators below the level of Jin Xiu.

Elder Xuan Bing had already cultivated gold tens of thousands of years ago, so it would be a waste to have this thing with him, but he hid it and refused to give it to anyone.

Lin Yuan didn't know this thing, but the little Phoenix in the system space was already educating him about it.

Knowing that this thing is a good thing, Lin Yuan also felt a little guilty, "I can't accept this thing. I just entered the God Clan. If you give it to me now, if I don't reach the strength you want in the future, I'm afraid I will disappoint you." .”

Xuan Bing smiled and said: "This thing is not for you, I am just lending it to you, and you will return it to me when you reach the level of Jin Xiu."

She brought him here, so obviously there was nothing wrong with him.

"This is the soul lamp. It contains a trace of the soul left behind when the God of War fell thousands of years ago. I have nourished it with the soul lamp for a hundred thousand years. It likes silence, so the Xuanbing Palace has been extremely quiet in these years. If the demon were me today If my guess is successful, my Xuanbing Palace will be lively in the future."

With swords, guns and swords, the young man was like an unyielding leader on the battlefield, leading everyone to attack Demon Race until Demon Race was forced to retreat to the other side of an extremely wide river.

They were celebrating, cheering, and worshiping this young man as the God of War.

He opened his eyes, sweating profusely and panting.

Then came the youth period. The young man, wearing a military uniform and armor, looked at the people in front of him and said with great dignity: "It's just a small Demon Race. What should I be afraid of?"

Xuan Bing said: "You will know when you put your hand on it."

The teenager was also injured.

The lighthouse was not high, only half the size of Lin Yuan.

"I'm not afraid even if hundreds of thousands of them come."

At this time, Lin Yuan heard the howling wind on the battlefield and the shouts of the divine soldiers.

This time he fell into a coma.

Seeing his reaction, Xuan Bing asked expectantly: "What did you see just now!"

Later, the scene jumped to a messy battlefield.

The picture disappeared at this point, and the familiarity made Lin Yuan feel that this was what he had really experienced.

Compared with other bright and transparent rooms, there is only one light that flickers on and off.

Inside, Xuan Bing brought Lin Yuan to a dim room.

He had no time to respond to Xuan Bing, and a force suddenly rushed into Lin Yuan's body.

His words caused a roar of laughter, as if they were laughing at his overestimation.

The light is very faint, standing inside a lighthouse.

Then came a series of clear pictures.

When it comes to a battle, the scene becomes sad. The battlefield is full of corpses, and the protoss soldiers wearing armor are dead and wounded.

Lin Yuan was confused and didn't understand what his so-called guess was. He asked, "Can this guess have something to do with me?"

The heavy-feathered sword that should have appeared on the boy's body instead appeared in the hands of the opposite demon lord, and the phoenix, which should have been covered in golden feathers, fell to the ground in a state of disgrace, its feathers burned to a burnt color.

In the darkness, Lin Yuan didn't know where he was. He only felt that freedom was like a floating wooden boat, shaking all around.

Lin Yuan vaguely seemed to have guessed something.

Knowing that he meant not to let her in, Yaoguang Shangxian could only murmur a little bit and went out.

The screen jumps to a strange boy who is messing around in the Tianchi of the Gods, grabbing the beard of the little Azure Dragon that was just born in the fairy water spring.

With that said, he led Lin Yuan inside. Yaoguang Shangxian wanted to follow, but the door inside was closed in front of her.

Lin Yuan did as he was told, but as soon as he put it on, he felt a strong sense of familiarity entering his mind.

Later, I heard Xuan Bing say: "This is not why I called you here today, but because I have something to verify."

It was extremely overbearing, as if he was forcing Lin Yuan to take the initiative to open his Divine Sea and Dantian.

Hearing this, Lin Yuan accepted it hesitantly.

Lin Yuan was still immersed in the emotion just now, as if what he saw just now was what he had experienced personally.

The young man has turned into a mature general. He holds a heavy-feathered sword in his hand and looks at Demon Race across from him with murderous intent growing wantonly in his eyes.