Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Chapter 17: Heaven-given Patriarch

The old man sat down on the ground and said, "You are an interesting kid. Do you know how many generations of leaders the Tianci Sect has had?"

"..."

Chen Qingzhou had only been in Tianshan for a little over a day and was still unclear about the historical origins of the Tianci Sect. His head was shaking like a rattle.

This action made the old man laugh, as if his previous madness and sadness had been reduced a lot.

"I like you, little kid." The old man might not have seen his own kind for a long time, and he touched Chen Qingzhou's head with affection.

Chen Qingzhou felt that this old man was not that scary, so he asked boldly: "Tell me first, where did you come from? There are monsters everywhere here."

"That..." The white-haired old man pointed at the stone gourd on the ground, "You let me out by accident."

Chen Qingzhou was startled and looked the white-haired old man up and down. Although the man was old and short, and a little hunchbacked, it was impossible for him to fit into such a small gourd.

He suddenly remembered the story of "The Fisherman and the Devil" and rolled his eyes. "Then...then go back in and let me see."

The white-haired old man was speechless for a moment. He was so annoyed by this little devil that he waved his hand and said, "It's not difficult to go back, but I have been trapped for too long. Now I finally see the light of day again. I want to see more of this long-lost world! I have to thank you, little brother!"

"Brother? Your beard has turned white," Chen Qingzhou touched his chin, "Mine hasn't grown much yet!"

The old man laughed, "Haha! You are so funny, little brother! The friendship between real men is about fighting and having fun! We meet here today, and we have a great destiny. Regardless of our seniority, we should call each other brothers!"

"Oh……"

Chen Qingzhou nodded, thinking that he would not suffer any loss anyway.

The old man smiled and said, "Come on, call me brother!"

Chen Qingzhou smiled bitterly and said, "How about calling me brother?"

The old man waved his hand, "Okay, whatever you want!"

Chen Qingzhou was still curious about the old man's identity and origins. "Brother, you should be a disciple of Tianci, right? Why did you end up in this gourd?"

The old man did not answer, but asked: "What time is it now? Have the ten thousand monsters broken through Qianlilongcheng?"

Chen Qingzhou told the old man all the background information he currently knew.

The old man stood up, walked to the cave entrance, looked at the outside world through the cracks in the rocks, and his expression became solemn.

After a long while, the old voice slowly said: "Actually, I am not the person I am now."

what!

Not the current one?

What does it mean to not be a present person?

Isn't this old man a player?

Chen Qingzhou felt cold sweat on his spine, and he took two steps back unconsciously, his voice trembling, "You...what do you mean by this?"

Seeing that he looked nervous, the man waved his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, little brother. Let me put it this way, how old do you think I am?"

Chen Qingzhou looked at the old man's silver hair and white beard, and his wrinkled face, and guessed, "Probably... maybe 50 or 60 years old?"

“Haha…” The old man laughed. He counted with his fingers and said, “I was indeed over fifty years old when I entered the gourd, but that was more than four hundred years ago…”

"what!?"

Chen Qingzhou was so surprised that he took a breath and his jaw almost dropped. He couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

The old man waved his hand in front of his eyes, "I told you not to be afraid."

Chen Qingzhou quickly closed his mouth after hearing what he said, "Then...then you are already five hundred years old?"

Although people who practice martial arts have strong physiques and live much longer than ordinary people, it is still rare to live to 500 years old, and this old man doesn't look like it at all.

"Actually..." The old man hesitated, "Actually, I don't know how old I am..."

Chen Qingzhou asked curiously: "Why is this?"

"That's right," the old man touched Chen Qingzhou's head, signaling him not to be nervous, "I just figured it out recently."

At this point, the old man pressed Chen Qingzhou's shoulders to make him sit down, and then continued: "Sit tight and listen carefully. What I say next is true. Don't be scared. I am the eighth-generation disciple of the Tianci Sect, and my name is Baiyang Sword Master. When the demon fire burned the city, I served as the vanguard of the human race in Qianlilong City."

"what!"

Although Chen Qingzhou was mentally prepared, he was still extremely surprised. He heard that the current sect leader Duan Tiannan was the sixteenth generation leader, and Xuanyuan Changqing and Dongfang Ruimang were the seventeenth generation disciples.

And the old man in front of him, who treated him as a brother, turned out to be the eighth-generation ancestor. Even Sect Master Duan would be horrified when he saw him and would respectfully call him "Grand Master"!

"I...you...you..."

The old man was so old that I didn’t know how to address him for a moment.

"You kid," Bai Yang Jian Zun didn't care about these things and waved his hand, "You don't have to do this. It's better to call me brother."

After that, he pointed at the stone gourd and said, "Little brother, do you know that the gourd can absorb people's internal energy?"

Chen Qingzhou trembled and shook his head.

Bai Yang Jian Zun sighed, "Let me tell you what happened back then!"

When Chen Qingzhou heard that there was a story to listen to, he immediately sat cross-legged and pricked up his ears obediently.

Bai Yang Jian Zun recalled the past, "For thousands of years, the demons have been determined to destroy the human race. When the demon fire burned the city, the eight demon lords led the demons to attack. The human race sent all their masters and united sincerely. The battle lasted for two months. Later, when we arrived at Tianshan Mountain, I was in the mood to kill, but the Ninth Realm Demon Saint suddenly released a gourd and took me in."

As he spoke, he picked up the stone gourd and said, "I was trapped inside, my mind was unconscious, and I gradually lost consciousness. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that there was another world inside."

Chen Qingzhou was surprised and asked, "What's inside?"

Bai Yang Jian Zun explained, "There is a special space in this gourd. Let's call it Jiuli Realm for now! It is different from ours. People there will not age, and they don't need to eat or drink. But their power will gradually fade away until they are unable to resist. When their power is gone, that is the day of their death."

"That's it..."

Chen Qingzhou finally understood that the old man was Tianci’s ancestor who lived more than 400 years ago. He was trapped in this strange gourd and was able to "survive" to this day by relying on his profound internal skills. Therefore, he himself did not know how old he was.

Chen Qingzhou pointed at the gourd and said, "So this gourd is strange and sinister, and it can cause great harm to people. Why don't you destroy it?"

Bai Yang Jian Zun stopped him and said, "That's not right. Do you know where this thing came from?"