"An extraterrestrial? Interesting!"
Feng Qingyang nodded, signaling Xu Long to continue.
"The history of the world my senior lived in was merely a derivative of that history, which was then projected into a movie in my world."
Xu Long waved his hand, and the spaceship that had been invisible in the sky immediately shot down a projection, which was playing the TV series " The Smiling, Proud Wanderer ".
The so-called projection is formed based on the causal relationship between the Main World and the Fragment World.
The history of the Fragment World is influenced by the Main World, and then projected onto the Main World, becoming novels, movies, and TV series.
Based on this premise, some beings that are powerful enough to project a portion of their consciousness into the worlds with which they have a causal relationship.
This projection can be active or unconscious, but it is always a manifestation of something powerful enough.
For example, Son Goku, Yang Jian, Jade Emperor in the Precious Lotus Lantern World are all unconscious projections.
Lady Nüwa, on the other hand, consciously established a connection with that world.
"Interesting. This person from outer space has taken the place of my grand-disciple Linghu Chong, killed the Thirteen Guardians of Mount Song and Zuo Lengchan, and next he'll kill Ren Woxing."
Feng Qingyang stroked his beard, his face still bearing that calm and collected expression, which made Xu Long scratch his head in frustration.
That old man is impervious to both soft and hard approaches!
What to do?
Turn around and leave?
Xu Long was very unwilling!
Leaving without even getting the Nine Swords of Dugu is so disheartening!
"Master, I feel like there's something wrong with this old man!"
The Red Queen's voice came through the earpiece, instantly energizing Xu Long.
Yes, something is definitely not right.
Feng Qingyang was too calm, as if he had known everything all along.
No matter what Xu Long says, it's all under the other party's control.
Suddenly turning his gaze to Feng Qingyang, he saw a mysterious smile appear on the old man's face.
"How is the Main World?"
Xu Long: "???"
Xu Long was stunned by his words, remaining frozen for a full three seconds before he came to his senses.
This is ridiculous!
How could an old man from a martial arts world know about the Main World?
That's so unfair!
"Don't be so surprised. Actually, I also come from the Main World, just many years earlier than you."
Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and said, "At the end of the Song Dynasty, the Dangxiang, Khitan, Jurchen, and other foreign tribes, along with Ghost Demons, invaded our territory, leaving corpses strewn across the fields and rivers of blood. Even if we Martial Cultivation were to die, we could not allow those creatures to run rampant. However, the imperial court was weak and corrupt for too long, and there was nothing we could do to reverse the situation. We Martial Cultivation fought alone, but in the end, we were still at a disadvantage and could only use secret techniques to exile ourselves."
"Of the old brothers we've gathered, only three are left. We've survived from the late Song Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty. Judging from what you've brought out, it seems the Main World has taken a different path."
Feng Qingyang sighed, his expression somewhat forlorn.
" The Main World is facing an incredibly terrible crisis; the slightest misstep could lead to utter destruction."
Xu Long gave a brief overview of the situation facing the Main World, but kept the details about the Yanhuang Divine Kingdom to himself.
He couldn't be sure whether this Feng Qingyang was a real senior or something else in disguise, so it was always better to be cautious.
" The Fragment World are beginning to Fusion; it seems the Main World will soon return to its original state."
Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.
"The troubles now are no less than in our predecessors' time. The Fragment World we need to Fusion with don't just contain Ghost Demons, but also all sorts of monsters, as well as those immortals and gods who are barely clinging to life. Once the level of the Main World increases, humanity will face annihilation in an instant."
Xu Long shook his head. "For a senior like you, eliminating Ghost Demons is the top priority, but compared to the troubles the Main World faces, Ghost Demons are just small fry."
"What's your next plan? Are you still going to kill Ren Woxing? You were able to enter this Fragment World, so you should be able to leave as well. I suggest we kill that Ghost Demons and keep it quiet for a while. Otherwise, its integration into the Main World might cause even greater casualties later."
Feng Qingyang said, "Several of us old brothers have been trying to kill him for decades, but we've never been able to completely eliminate him. This thing is incredibly troublesome; every time his physical body is destroyed, he finds a new one. After many unsuccessful attempts, we gave up. To destroy Ghost Demons, one must possess 'extreme' power. But that belongs exclusively to the gods; where would we mortals find such a blessing?"
Feng Qingyang sighed. He had been fighting the Ghost Demons for so many years, but he still couldn't kill it.
Although I know how to destroy that monster, the power of "Extreme" is rare in the world and simply cannot be found.
"The power of 'extreme'?"
Xu Long muttered something to himself, then released a wisp of Internal Force into his palm.
Is this it?
Feng Qingyang: "???"
Sensing the extremely terrifying aura, and glancing at Xu Long, Feng Qingyang remained silent for a full half minute.
After that, he couldn't hold back any longer.
"You want to learn the Nine Swords of Dugu, right? Come, come, I'll teach you right away! Do you want to learn Taiji Sword Technique and the Muscle Change Classic? Once you've learned the Nine Swords of Dugu, I'll take you to find that old bald donkey and that old Daoist priest."
The previously nonchalant senior suddenly became enthusiastic, as if his daughter had been single for fifty years and had finally found a blind man who had taken a liking to her.
He spent half a day memorizing all the moves and variations of the Nine Swords of Dugu, and then hurriedly rushed to Shaolin Temple.
"You old bald monk, your father's here!"
From a distance, Feng Qingyang shouted, leaving Xu Long completely astonished.
In his memory, Feng Qingyang was a highly respected elder.
But what's the situation now?
Has he become a street hustler?
"Hey, you grandson, you've finally decided to come and visit your long-lost grandfather?"
The monk on the other side was no pushover either, and he retorted with a single sentence.
Xu Long and Feng Qingyang descended from the sky, and the doors of the Shaolin Temple opened at the same time.
Xu Long looked at the familiar face inside; it was none other than Abbot Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple.
Xu Long was a little confused, and Master Fangzheng was even more so.
What happened to my image of being a highly respected and virtuous person, with a pure and innocent heart? It just vanished without a trace?
"Old man, what do you mean by this?"
Master Fangzheng looked at Feng Qingyang, his face expressionless.
"Hey kid, hit him!"
Feng Qingyang did not answer Master Fangzheng's question, but instead said something somewhat encouraging.
Master Fangzheng was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage.
"You bastard Feng Qingyang! Not only did you make me lose face, but you even brought in reinforcements? With his Mid Innate Realm strength, this humble monk could kill him with a single slap!"
Master Fangzheng snorted coldly, "We've known each other for over a hundred years, and you still want to play these tricks on me? Do you really think that just because I've been a vegetarian for so long, I won't kill any living beings?"
Master Fangzheng thought Feng Qingyang was trying to trick him, while Xu Long understood the other party's intentions.