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The old immortal frowned, but did not choose to take action. He lived in seclusion in the "Demon God Cemetery". One of his purposes was to see what secrets this short grave without a tombstone held.
Why is it that every thousand years, there is always a feeling that a powerful person has arrived nearby and is planning something with this small tomb?
This feeling made Lao Bu Si uneasy, so he wanted to take a look and see who was behind the scenes.
Could it be this evil young man in front of me?
Who is he?
from where?
"Stay away, don't scare the kids."
Li Wutan chuckled, and his body moved like a wisp of green smoke. He disappeared from the spot and appeared in the wooden house where the old immortal lived.
"interesting!"
The old immortal frowned, with deep fear in his eyes. Li Wuotian used some tricks, but he couldn't see Li Wuotian's movement trajectory. This proves that this person's Taoism is not weaker than his, or even stronger?
Then, his figure appeared in the wooden house as if he had changed his position.
Li Wutan simply demonstrated his powerful methods of using the law of space to calm the old immortal down. He had no habit of sparring with others.
The old immortal started to attack, and maybe Li Wutan accidentally killed the old guy.
At this moment, both of them looked at the small grave.
Then a pale hand stretched out from the grave, followed by another one. The two hands grasped the edge of the grave with force, and a young man with a confused look on his face slowly climbed out of the grave.
Her long, disheveled hair was covered in dirt, and her torn clothes clung to her body.
Apart from his unusually pale face, the young man looked very ordinary. He was completely different from the evil and handsome man like Li Wuotan, and there was nothing special about him.
"What is this place? How am I here?"
The young man muttered to himself, looking at the graves in front of him, he looked even more confused.
This is an ancient language, which Li Wutan naturally did not master. However, with his strength, he could know what the other party meant by just scanning the other party's thought fluctuations.
The language was learned instantly.
This young man resurrected from the grave and looked at the tombstones on the graves with a shocked expression. Many of the people he knew were figures from ten thousand years ago. At that time, he was still alive and had heard the legends of these people...
And now here are their tombstones. Could it be that those people who once dominated the world are all dead?
Suddenly, the young man noticed the small grave under his feet. He was stunned for a moment, cold sweat soaked his torn clothes, and he felt cold all over as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"I crawled out of the grave..."
After learning the truth, his eyes became dull and he was dazed. His soul seemed to be pulled out of his body and he fell to the ground powerlessly.
"I am Chen Nan. I have...died, but...I have resurrected..."
After a long time, Chen Nan's empty eyes gradually showed a hint of life, revealing an extremely shocked expression. He simply couldn't believe this fact.
Chapter 464: Chu State Master
Chen Nan vaguely remembered that he had been defeated and died in a duel, but now he was reborn again. Why was that?
The world was still vast, the flowers were still fragrant, but his heart was empty, without a trace of purpose.
After a long time, Chen Nan slowly got up from the ground. His eyes began to wander in the cemetery, and finally he was sure that this was a group of tombs belonging to gods and demons. After the shock, he gradually calmed down.
Suddenly, Chen Nan looked up to the sky and shouted: "Who can tell me what happened?"
No one answered him.
As the sun sets in the west, the sunset dyes half the sky red, and sets the red clouds on the horizon with golden edges.
In the three thatched huts in the distance, the old gravekeeper and Li Wutan looked at the young man in front of them with amusement.
"Is this kid's resurrection related to you? Is he your son?"
The old gravekeeper asked, teasing but with a hint of temptation in his voice.
"You old fool, you farted!"
Li Wutian laughed and scolded, then added: "This person has nothing to do with me! Don't stare at me, my goal is the same as yours."
"is it?"
The gravekeeper's gaze became profound, trying to discern some truth from Li Wuotian's expression.
This mysterious man who suddenly appeared gave him a vague feeling of uneasiness. This person was definitely a powerful man, but a person of this level was definitely not an unknown person in history. Why didn't he have any impression of him?
Could it be an even more ancient existence?
Impossible, I was ancient enough, so ancient that I have reincarnated thousands of times in this world...
"Don't think too much, just take a look at this kid! Maybe he has a great background?"
Li Wuotan chuckled. Even if the old gravekeeper racked his brains, he would not be able to guess his origins. According to the algorithm of this world, he was at least an "extraterritorial demon".
"Really? An interesting young man."
The old gravekeeper turned and looked at Chen Nan, as if thinking about something.
Under the gaze of the two big men, Chen Nan carefully filled the small grave under his feet with soil, and then walked out of the cemetery.
When he walked out of the snowy maple forest, the sun was setting. The originally peaceful cemetery of gods and demons was no longer peaceful. Dark demonic energy rose from the cemetery, and endless darkness began to cover the entire cemetery.
Three thatched huts appeared not far in front of the snow maple forest. A skinny old man and a tall and confident young Taoist priest stood in front of the door.
An inexplicable emotion surged in Chen Nan's heart. These were the two people he had met since his reincarnation. He felt a sense of intimacy, a sense of loss, and a sense of confusion...
Ten thousand years have passed, and everything related to him has long since disappeared.
Chen Nan saw the old gravekeeper walking towards him tremblingly with a cane. He hurried forward to support the old man. The old man waved his hand, motioning him to let go, and said a few words to him in a reproachful tone, but Chen Nan did not understand a word.
"Tsk tsk! This old guy can really act."
Li Wutan stood aside, folding his arms and watching the old man guarding the tomb perform with a smile.
The obscure voice made Chen Nan feel a chill in his heart, and he suddenly realized that ten thousand years had passed, and the continental language of his time had been abandoned by history.
He had hoped to learn about today's world through the old man, but the language barrier dashed his hopes.
Seeing his dull eyes, the old gravekeeper couldn't help but relax his expression and his tone became calm. But seeing that he still looked confused, the old man couldn't help but frowned, then took his hand and walked towards the hut.
Chen Nan followed the old man woodenly. His intuition told him that the old man had no ill will towards him, but since they couldn't communicate, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.
The old gravekeeper took him to the hut, pointed to the wooden barrel on the ground, then pointed to the well not far away, and then walked into the house.
When the old man appeared in front of Chen Nan again, his skinny hands handed him a set of semi-new clothes. It was obvious that the gravekeeper wanted him to change them.
Looking at the faint smile on the old man's face, his face turned red. At this time, he was ragged, unkempt, and dirty.
Chen Nan felt sad. He had never been so embarrassed ten thousand years ago. He silently picked up the wooden bucket and walked towards the well.
Li Wutan and the old gravekeeper returned to the wooden house.
"Old man, don't you want to ask more questions?"
Li Wutan sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and asked in doubt.
"Forget it, he doesn't know anything, why ask?"
The old gravekeeper shook his head slightly. He had come here originally for this person, but after this person's resurrection, he could not bring him any useful information. Perhaps it was time to leave this "Demon God Cemetery".
"Alright! I will also leave to take a look at the Tianyuan Continent."
Li Wutan nodded, his figure disappeared from the chair, and he completely left the "Demon God Cemetery".
"A mysterious guy! Who is he to have mastered the laws of space?"
Looking at the disappearing person, the gravekeeper's pupils constricted and he muttered to himself.
Li Wutian left. Chen Nan was not qualified to talk to him at the moment. The two of them were not on the same channel at all. Maybe one day in the future, he would be willing to answer something for Chen Nan...
After leaving the "Demon God Cemetery", Li Wutan came to the capital of the Chu State.
This was an extremely powerful Eastern country. Due to its location in the west and bordering the West, its capital became one of the hub cities connecting the East and the West. Merchants from the East and the West traveled here, and the passenger flow was endless. The prosperous trade made "Pingyang City" extremely prosperous.
This "Pingyang City" has a population of over one million. It is bustling with traffic on weekdays, and resources from all over the country are continuously transported here via a grand canal.
Li Wutan used his magical power of space and arrived outside the capital of Chu State in the next moment. Looking at the city wall of Pingyang from afar, this ancient city can be said to be majestic and magnificent.
Like everyone else, Li Wutan passed through the city gate and entered "Pingyang City".
Entering the city, there are cars and pedestrians everywhere, shops lining both sides of the road, a prosperous scene.
Li Wutan did not choose to stay in any inn, but went straight to the magnificent imperial palace in the city.
In this small secular country, why should a man of his status compromise?
When he displayed a little bit of his magical power, the Emperor and the Emperor emeritus of Chu were both shocked, especially the old Emperor emeritus, who regarded Li Wutian as a deity.
A strong person can easily destroy a country, so Li Wutan naturally became the national teacher of the State of Chu. Even when he met the emperor, the emperor had to salute him.
Li Wuotan’s “National Master’s Mansion” was built directly in the imperial palace, right next to the old ancestor of the Chu State, the retired emperor Chu Laoguai.
When he had nothing to do, the royal library became a place that Li Wutan frequently went in and out of.
Who made Li Wutan love reading the most?
In addition to some beautiful palace maids serving him, the eldest princess of Chu State, Chu Yue, was sent by the royal family to serve Li Wuotan respectfully.
Princess Chu Yue usually wears flowing white clothes, has a slender figure, graceful curves, and a graceful body that is impeccable.
Her jade-like face was free of any makeup; her phoenix eyes, delicate nose and cherry lips combined perfectly to outline her peerless beauty.
With autumn water as her spirit and jade as her bones, Chu Yue's grace and elegance are worthy of a charming and stunning beauty.
Li Wutan never refused the service of this woman. It was always a pleasure to have a beauty by his side.
These days, Li Wutan lived in the palace, reading ancient books, and gained a direct understanding of this world.
In this world, there are several major systems for practitioners.
One of them is the cultivators, and their cultivation realm is divided into: foundation building, qi nourishing, condensation, elixir formation, and Nascent Soul.
The magicians in the Western Continent can be divided into three categories according to their strength: quasi-magician, intermediate magician, high-level magician, great magician, and mage.
The cultivation realm of Eastern warriors can be divided into three categories: refining essence into qi, the innate realm, sword qi leaving the body, refining qi into spirit, and spirit condensing qi into solidification.
Western warriors can be divided into three categories according to their strength: swordsmith, sword master, sword leader, sword saint, and sword god.