"Huantian, don't be anxious yet, let's listen to what Senior Shenzhu has to say first!"
Looking at the anxious look on Huantian's face, this is hard to see in the always steady Huantian.
Mo Wentian stretched out his hand, patted Huantian gently, and said coldly.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Senior Shenzhu, this phantom is not an ordinary person. What is the identity of the phantom?"
"Why is she related to the Phantom Grass?"
"The level of this transformed grass is not very high. Why is she related to the transformed grass?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at the old man Shenzhu and spoke out all the questions in his mind.
"Boy, if I say that this phantom is a person from millions of years ago like me and the old man from the ancient book, do you believe it?"
After pondering for a while, the old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
"The phantom is a person from millions of years ago, just like you and the ancient book seniors?"
"Senior Shenzhu, this phantom is actually a monster from a million years ago?"
It would have been better if the old man Shenzhu didn't say these words. As soon as the old man Shenzhu said these words, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with shock.
If these words hadn't come from the mouth of the old man with the pearl, Mo Wentian really wouldn't have believed that this phantom could actually die from a monster that existed millions of years ago.
You know, the aura of the Phantom at this moment is not strong.
The phantom's cultivation level is only at the level of the Emperor of Heaven, and the phantom has not been seen to perform any illusions.
Mo Wentian really didn't expect that this phantom would be a monster from millions of years ago.
"Boy, this phantom is the phantom beast from millions of years ago!"
"Her identity is not simple!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu, and he said seriously.
"Old Shenzhu, when you said this, I remembered that in the battle a million years ago, the fantasy beast clan also put in a lot of effort!"
"The fantasy beast clan disappeared because of the battle a million years ago!"
At this moment, the old man from the ancient book took a step forward, with a flash of memory in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Senior Divine Pearl, Senior Ancient Books, since Phantom is a fantasy beast from millions of years ago, why is she connected with this small sacred grass, Phantom Grass?"
"If she were a monster a million years ago, she would definitely be very strong, but the aura on her body now is not strong, and she has not even reached the realm of heavenly saint!"
Mo Wentian looked at the old man with divine beads and the old man with ancient books, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
Mo Wentian was filled with doubts at this moment.
If the Phantom were a monster from a million years ago and participated in the war a million years ago, it would definitely be very powerful, at least not in the current realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
If the phantom were a monster from millions of years ago, she would not have any connection with this phantom grass.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian frowned.
"Boy, when you saw me and Guji Lao'er, what did we look like?"
The old man of Shenzhu did not answer Mo Wentian immediately. Instead, he looked at Mo Wentian, took a long breath and said without answering the question.
"When I saw you and Senior Shenzhu?"
"You are all phantoms, and you have not yet condensed your true form!"
Mo Wentian looked at the old man Shenzhu and blurted out almost subconsciously.
When Mo Wentian saw the old man of Shenzhu and the old man of ancient books, what he saw was not their real bodies, but their phantoms. Mo Wentian still remembered this very clearly.
"Boy, this phantom is just like us. It was seriously injured in the battle a million years ago, and only a little soul is left!"
"It's just that this phantom is luckier than us. She not only left her soul, she also has her body, but she lost her memory!"
"She no longer knows what her identity is? She may have been seriously injured in the battle a million years ago. In order to avoid the enemy's pursuit, she hid in the phantom grass!"
The old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian with an extremely serious expression.
"This... this phantom is really a monster from millions of years ago?"
"She also experienced the war a million years ago?"
Mo Wentian was muttering to himself, and Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with shock.
"Boy, this is the identity of this phantom!"
"As for why she is connected with the Phantom Grass, she was naturally hurt, and the Phantom Grass took the opportunity to get in touch with her, and the Phantom Grass also saved her life!"
Seeing Mo Wentian's shocked expression, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu, and he said in a deep voice.
"Senior Shenzhu, is there any way to eliminate the connection between the phantom and the phantom grass?"
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Mo Wentian looked at the old man with the pearl and said seriously.
"Boy, it is not difficult to eliminate the relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass. Leave it to me!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, a touch of confidence rose in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu.
Although the cultivation of the old man Shenzhu has only returned to the middle stage of Tiansheng, the old man Shenzhu was best at various seal secrets a million years ago.
It is really not difficult for the old man of Shenzhu to dissolve the relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass.
At this moment, a touch of confidence rose in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu.
"Senior Shenzhu, thank you!"
Looking at the old man with divine beads, Mo Wentian bowed slightly and said sincerely.
"Boy, there is no need to be so polite between you and me."
"I promise to help you resolve the relationship between the phantom spirit and the phantom grass. You must also improve your cultivation level. Your cultivation level must be improved to the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven within ten days at least!"
The old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
If it wasn't for that man who couldn't wait any longer, the old man Shenzhu would not have wanted to urge Mo Wentian to improve his cultivation.
In fact, the old man Shenzhu also knew very well that if he did not urge Mo Wentian to cultivate, Mo Wentian would also want to improve his cultivation.
After all, he is now the Realm Master of the Divine Heaven Realm, but his cultivation is still at the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor, and he is the existence with the worst cultivation in the entire Divine Heaven Realm. This seems a bit unreasonable.
"Okay, Senior Shenzhu!"
"It's just that it's not easy to improve my cultivation. I will try my best to improve it to the late stage of Dao Tiandi!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian did not agree confidently.
Mo Wentian knew very well that the improvement of his cultivation was beyond his control.
He has captured a lot of cultivation resources in the Shentian Mountains. For ordinary warriors, if they refine so many cultivation resources, it is normal for their cultivation to improve.
But he is different from ordinary warriors. To improve his cultivation, he needs not only strength, but also an opportunity.
Thinking like this, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boy, I believe you, you can do it!"
The old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian with determination in his eyes.
From that look, it seemed that the old man Shenzhu was more confident than Mo Wentian.
"Senior Shenzhu, then I leave the matter of this phantom to you!"
"When I come back to the Divine Heaven Realm, I also want to go back to see Tianhu and deal with some things!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"You kid, the most important thing is that I haven't seen Tianhu for ten days. Do you want to see Tianhu?"
"Don't worry, Tianhu will be fine in the divine world!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the corners of the old man's mouth curved.
Mo Wentian is still young and vigorous. He has not seen Tianhu for ten days. It is normal to miss him. The old man Shenzhu understands it very well.