When Mo Lingxuan came here, he was guided by a mysterious force. Otherwise, he would not have the courage to break into Zhenhuang's habitat! Zhenhuang's habitat was terrifying and full of dangers. Ordinary people could not enter, otherwise they would definitely die.

He walked in. The trunks of the tree were not as cold and humid as he thought, but were very warm, and it was as bright as the outside world.

He looked around and was amazed. Sure enough, Zhenhuang's methods were extraordinary.

As he walked, suddenly, a man in white clothes appeared in front of him. The man was very elegant and a little weak, but his weakness was a bit handsome and fortitude.

The man looked at Mo Lingxuan and then said, "My friend, I have been waiting for you for many years."

"Waiting for me?" Mo Lingxuan was a little surprised, "It should be me waiting for you. After all, your age is so old, how can you say you are waiting for me?"

"Haha." The man in white did not speak, but led Mo Lingxuan forward. He said, "In the past, I fought with them and finally lost, and ended up with both body and spirit. But in the end I saw a person appear."

"Human?" Mo Lingxuan was surprised. In their era, were humans among the powerful creatures? Most of them were beasts, and the people with the most powerful ones were the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan. However, the man in white in front of him said that he had seen someone, which made Mo Lingxuan feel strange.

"That's right, it's just a person. As for who that person is, I can't say, because it involves a big cause and effect. I said that it can't help you, it will only harm you, and even harm me!" His face became very serious, but the next moment, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said, "But the person I'm going to wait for is you."

"I don't know why, but I always feel that there is an inexplicable opportunity on you." The man in white said, looking at Mo Lingxuan with interest, "We are very destined to be together."

"No one can sleep clearly with fate." Mo Lingxuan shook his head, no longer lingering about the "person" mentioned by the man in white just now. "Every two people have fate with each other, but it depends on whether they can meet."

"Of course, everything is difficult to predict. Actually, I don't know if I can wait for you, but I still chose to wait for you."

"You have many ways to go, but I still want to give you some help, because helping you is actually helping me." The man in white said, then waved his hand and said, "I will give you the Nirvana technique of my Zhenhuang clan. I hope you can walk out of your own path."

Mo Lingxuan looked at him and then said, "What do you mean?"

"With helping you, your future will not be simple, it is extremely brilliant, but it is also full of endless ups and downs."

"The True Phoenix Nirvana Art is of great use to you, but it is difficult to practice successfully. Not many people in my Zhen Phoenix tribe can practice it successfully. However, I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to do it. In the future, you will have many dangers. Nirvana Art can help you at critical moments."

He said, his face becoming very lonely again.

"I hope you can become a strong man and rewrite history." He looked very lonely and said, "The road ahead is long, and history is like flowing water, depriving time. After all, in ten thousand years, a flower blooms and a flower witheres. Who will be the main person in the troubled times? I don't know, nor can I know."

Mo Lingxuan listened to his words and looked at the Nirvana technique in his hand. He always felt that the person was in a very heavy mood. Perhaps yes, he was killed and the entire clan was destroyed, so who could face it calmly?

Mo Lingxuan boasted that he could never do it, just use himself as an example. He was killed by Zi Xi in his previous life. What supported him forward more in this life was a belief in revenge.

Indeed, it was a blood-sea hatred. Because it was not only about him, but also about his demon servants, his demon servants, some of whom died and injured were tortured for nearly ten thousand years, some of whom had lost their traces, and some were unknown where they were.

Let me ask, how could Mo Lingxuan not hate such a deep hatred? If he didn't hate him, I believe those who follow him would hate him.

He would never forget Meng Huiqiao, the loyal subordinate in Tiancheng. Just when he told himself that all his relatives and friends were killed in that battle, the man was full of helplessness and pain.

Maybe he has been thinking about how to take revenge all his life, but he doesn't have the ability to take revenge! Maybe this is his greatest pain, and Mo Lingxuan is his hope!

Mo Lingxuan has extremely high talent and is also very fast in cultivation. As long as he can rise up, revenge is not a dream! This is the greatest comfort for Meng Huiqiao.

So, Mo Lingxuan understood the emotions of the man in white.

"I am just a mark left here, waiting for the arrival of those who are destined to come. Helping you imprint Nirvana and Reincarnation some time ago has consumed too much of my strength. Now I am powerless to survive and I am about to die." He said, his face pale, his face slightly pale

"Finally, I have a prayer for you." He looked at Mo Lingxuan with a serious face, as if this was a major decision.

"Hey. Are you going to tell me that your Zhenhuang clan still has eggs left and you want me to hatch it?" Mo Lingxuan asked.

To his surprise, the man in white looked at him with a surprised face and said, "How do you know?"

"Ahem." Mo Lingxuan felt that he was almost fainting. Having a dragon spirit was enough for him. Now he had a real phoenix egg. He really didn't know how he should live.

Although these are all things that are against the will of heaven, they are all things that cannot be met. Others may dream of meeting them, but Mo Lingxuan said that he has had enough! Such a life is really too torment.

Just after Mo Lingxuan told the man in white about the whole story, the man in white smiled.

"I didn't expect that the True Dragon Clan also had a hand. In this way, my young master will not be lonely in the future!"

He said, laughing loudly, and finally, he handed over to Mo Lingxuan a storage ring and disappeared. He had been dead for many years, but now he was just a kind of remnant thought. Now that he had handed over what he was still concerned about to Mo Lingxuan, he felt relieved.

Now, he can completely disappear.

He disappeared in this world forever...Mo Lingxuan was silent, a little sad, the picture turned again and appeared in front of the old fishing man.
Chapter completed!