Fuxi Qin, one of the ancient holy relics, possesses the power to destroy the world.

Su Han had heard of Fuxi Qin since his last life, but had never been to Shintoism, so he had never seen it.

However, seeing or not seeing is irrelevant to Su Han.

Because this Fuxi Qin of Shintoism, as we all know, is just a mapping, not real.

A certain leader of Shintoism once said in person that Fuxiqin is not in Shintoism. That is a legend.

In fact it is exactly the same.

No one has ever seen the real Fuxi Qin, and Shintoism has never used Fuxi Qin since its establishment until now.

However, whether it is true or not, it cannot prevent others from looking forward to and fanatical about Fuxiqin.

Just as at this moment, Su Hanming knew that the Fuxiqin in front of him was not real, but there was still a feeling of shock, as if he was about to fall into it.

"Master Su, shall we go?"

Seeing Su Han standing there in silence, the disciple couldn't help laughing: Many people who saw Fuxiqin for the first time would be like Su Gongzi, but they should know that this Fuxiqin is just a projection. , Not real."

"I have a question."

Su Han suddenly said: "Shennong, Fuxi, and Nuwa, these are the three ancient sages, but according to the legend, who really is the medicine sage, shouldn't it be Shennong?"

The disciple was startled, and smiled bitterly: "I don't know about this..."

Su Han sighed in his heart.

Yes, this kind of nonsensical question, how can an ordinary disciple answer it?

But Su Han was really puzzled.

According to rumors, Shennong should be the saint of medicine when he refines medicine. Why did he become Fuxi?

As the disciple entered the residence of the Shinto Pope, he first entered the goal, still a large piece of herbal medicine.

Su Han felt that if the herbs on Fuxi Star were sold, the value would be worth the financial resources of the Nine Schools!

It's priceless!

The two did not go to the chamber, the disciple took Su Han through a small bridge with flowing water, and finally came to a pavilion.

The pavilion is located in the middle of the lake. The lake is not big, but there are many fish swimming in it. The surrounding medicinal materials are all over the place. The colorful colors and the beautiful environment are like a paradise.

In the pavilion, there are two old men sitting opposite each other.

One of them was dressed in white and had snow-white hair. When he lowered his head, his slender beard almost fell on the stone platform.

On his chest, there is an alchemist badge.

Su Han could see clearly that it belonged to the level of a sixth-rank alchemist!

Opposite this old man, there is also an old man.

His hair is gray and black, his face is wrinkled, and his figure rickets, as if he is about to twilight.

On his chest, he also wore a sixth-rank alchemist badge!

When Su Han and the Shinto disciple arrived, the two old men seemed to be unaware, and still bowed their heads, looking at the stone platform in front of them, motionless, like statues.

"Master Su, I'm leaving now."

The disciple spoke, but didn't speak directly, but transmitted the voice: "These two are the super powers of the Taoist realm of my Shintoism, and their status in the Alchemy Association is also extremely high."

These words were entirely admonishing, Su Han understood what he meant and nodded gently.

After the disciple left, Su Han looked at the stone platform for a while, then found a place and sat down quietly cross-legged.

The sky was dim, and in a blink of an eye, it was late at night.

The two old men still maintained that posture, never moving.

And Su Han did not bother, holding his breath, and steady his cultivation.

One day, two days, three days...

Before I knew it, five days passed.

When the sun fell on the world in the early morning of the sixth day, the gray-haired old man finally moved.

At the moment it moved, Su Han's eyes suddenly opened.

"I have seen two seniors." Su Han stood up and bowed.

"Little guy, good patience."

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, beckoned to Su Han, and said, "Come here."

Su Han walked forward without hesitation.

When he came to the stone table, the old man with gray hair gradually straightened his body and looked towards Su Han.

"Let's take a look, what's on this stone table?" The white-haired old man smiled at Su Han.

Su Han glanced at the stone table, then retracted his gaze and said, "There is a stone table."

"Oh?"

The white-haired old man looked at Su Han: "This is a stone table. The old man is not satisfied with your answer."

"If Senior doesn't think it's a stone table, it's dust." Su Han said.

The old man did not answer.

But the old man on the opposite side stretched out his palm and brushed it lightly on the stone table.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, light broke out on the stone table, and the entire stone table changed at this moment.

The original surface of the stone table seems to have formed a layer of water. The inner wave is shining, and there are many medicinal materials, appearing in it, disappearing, appearing again, disappearing again.

Up to this moment, the white-haired old man raised his head again and asked Su Han, "Look at it now, what's on this stone table?"

"Still a stone table." Su Han said.

The white-haired old man frowned: "Little guy, read it clearly before speaking~www.mtlnovel.com~ What I answered is only what I can see." Su Han said.

Upon hearing this, the old man was startled.

In the next moment, an astonishing light broke out in his eyes.

But seeing Su Han pursed his mouth and continued: "I will not guess, nor will I think about it. Everything in the world is like this. Sometimes, it is obviously true, but it happens to be confused by the soul and the heart of the Tao. So that the final result...has been lost."

"Then how do you know which ones are true and which ones are false?" the gray-haired old man asked immediately.

Su Han immediately smiled: "So, I don't know the truth or the false, then what I see with my eyes is true, and what I can't see is false!"

"Hahaha..."

When Su Han's voice fell, the white-haired old man couldn't help laughing.

"What a true and false, false and true!"

The gray-haired old man also said: "No wonder people call you the number one evildoer. In the eyes of the old man, the aptitude is innate, and the cultivation level can also be created by chance. This is not a powerful thing!"

"But you, not only are your understanding so terrifying, but you are also so determined. You deserve to be a man who can walk ten thousand feet on the immortal bridge!"

"Senior praised." Su Han clasped his fists.

This kind of praise, for him, is really not worthy of joy.

In the eyes of Su Han, who was a human for two generations, the two elders in front of him who had survived at least tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, were just descendants of younger generations...

"Old man Xue Linzi, known as-Venerable Yulin!" The white-haired old man stood up.

The gray-haired old man also spoke with a serious face: "Old husband Sima Hui, known as-Venerable in Blood!"