"Gods?" Ying Zheng was startled and puzzled.
Of course he knew what gods were, but what puzzled him was which god this young man was referring to.
He knew that the god this young man spoke of was likely different from what he had imagined.
The words "ancient times" alone had already left him startled.
After pondering for a moment, Ying Zheng shook his head.
Luo Xiaobai asked doubtfully, "Don't your bamboo slips or anything else record events from ancient times?"
"Things from ten thousand years ago, like the Great Flood disaster or something."
Ten thousand years ago?
Ying Zheng froze, becoming even more startled upon hearing this.
As he thought, he recalled things recorded on certain oracle bone artifacts passed down from the distant past.
They recorded that, long ago, a dreadful flood had occurred, submerging everything.
And the one who brought about that heavenly disaster was a god...
Ying Zheng had seen several versions of the Great Flood story. More or less all of them involved gods. At first, he had thought they were absurd tales passed down from ancient times...
Startled, he nodded slightly.
Luo Xiaobai smiled. "Looks like Brother Zheng knows a few things too."
Then, with a solemn expression, he slowly explained, "Although I don't know anything about the Elixir of Immortality, I do know that ten thousand years ago, there was a divine tree. That tree was several hundred zhang tall, and its trunk was incomparably massive."
"The fruit it bore could restore a person's youth and grant longevity!"
"In ancient times, everyone could live for over eight hundred years because of that tree's fruit!"
Ying Zheng's face filled with astonishment.
A lifespan of several hundred years?
He did not believe it at first, but after pondering it, he truly recalled several absurd stories