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Gradually, the vague outline of a man appeared from behind a small hill, neither fast nor slow, as if he was leisurely walking.    

    

At this moment, that person was already less than twenty meters away from them. However, the crowd discovered that they were unable to clearly see that person's movements and figure. They only knew that the person had approached them.    

    

It was only when the young man walked up to them that he realized it was a handsome man with a gentle smile on his face and long, unbound black hair. He was wearing a navy blue robe and looked a bit similar to old Taoist Yu Jizi from Karakorum, but he looked more casual.    

    

The man was only about 1.7 meters tall. His entire body gave off a bookish aura which made it difficult for others to understand the meaning behind his smile. They only felt that there was something odd about this man that they couldn't figure out from head to toe.    

    

"You are …" Yu Jizi was the first to ask. It wasn't that he wanted to stand up, but he felt that the clothes the man in front of him wore made him look a bit familiar.    

    

The man glanced at Yu Jizi with a smile that was not a smile and said, "I didn't think that little Jizi would wear his kungfu. What's the matter, you don't even know your martial uncle anymore?"    

    

Yu Jizi's expression suddenly shook as if he had thought of something. He took two steps back and carefully observed the man in front of him. He seemed to recall something strongly and revealed a terrified and panicked expression.    

    

The man laughed, "I still remember when you first came up the mountain, you didn't understand anything, so whenever you had problems with cultivation, you would come and ask me. I asked you why you didn't look for the head senior brother, but instead asked me, and you said, "Master is too fierce, Martial Uncle won't call me stupid." At that time, I thought that in the future, this child's achievements would definitely be extraordinary. He actually dared to change his ways since he was young, and wasn't like those disciples who would be scolded and wouldn't even ask their seniors. "Unfortunately, you still haven't been able to see through it. It has been more than 80 years, how can you still be in the early Xiantian realm?"    

    

"Plop!"    

    

Yu Jizi suddenly knelt down on the ground. His whole body quivered and he heavily kowtowed in front of everyone. He shouted, "Yu Jizi, greet Martial Uncle Ling Xuzi!"    

    

"Martial Uncle Ling Xuzi?!"    

    

Senior Nun Yun Miao, who was at the side, seemed to have thought of something, while Lin Zhiguo and Gray Robe had pensive looks on their faces.    

    

On the other hand, Yang Chen and Cai Ning had no idea what was going on. Who was Ling Xuzi?    

    

Also, this person said "eighty years" and was even called "Martial Uncle" by Yu Jizi, how was this possible!? If he was Yu Jizi's martial uncle from eighty years ago, he would at least be over a hundred years old now. Why did he look so young!? He was even younger than Yang Chen, a twenty-four-year-old guy.    

    

Ling Xuzi sighed, "No wonder you have broken through to the Innate Realm. It turns out you have been taught ill by my stubborn Senior Brother." What is the meaning of all this? Kneel before me. I am not a god or a Buddha, so there is no need for you to kneel before me. "Little Jizi, if you have a filial piety, you should send some money when you see Martial Uncle. I've been strolling in Zhong Hai for the past few days and have seen a good restaurant, but it seems like I don't have enough money by my side. I'm so greedy."    

    

Yu Jizi's face turned bitter. He was still in a dazed state a moment ago. After Ling Xuzi said this, he said dejectedly, "Martial Uncle, I also didn't bring any money with me."    

    

Hearing Yu Jizi blushing in front of a young martial uncle, calling himself "Little Jizi." Yang Chen had the urge to laugh.    

    

"Whatever, it's settled. I'll be going back then." Ling Xuzi glanced at Lin Zhiguo and asked with a smile: "As a general of Chinese Iron Brigade, you should have already guessed my identity, right?"    

    

Lin Zhiguo had a wry smile on his face. He felt that the heavens had made a huge joke. He sighed and said, "Senior, you must be someone from 'Grandmist' right?"    

    

"Yes, I am Primordial Messenger, the one on duty for these five years. This year, I will be on duty for the last year. Unexpectedly, at the end of the year, you actually gave me such a headache." Ling Xuzi shook his head and sighed.    

    

Hongmeng? Primordial Messenger?    

    

What is this?    

    

Other than Lin Zhiguo, everyone had the same question in their minds.    

    

Lin Zhiguo closed his eyes, "Why is it like this? In the past, so many warriors of our Chinese Iron Brigade have died. In order to resist such a pale state, Hongmeng has always been like a legend, ethereal, without the slightest trace. But now, after I have made such a decision, will Hong Meng really appear in front of me? "    

    

Ling Xuzi chuckled, "Do you still not understand? Hongmeng has never given up on this land. It's you, your own heart, that has wavered."    

    

Lin Zhiguo's expression was bleak as he remained silent.    

    

At this time, Yu Jizi could not help but ask, "Martial Uncle, aren't you … "Why did it …"    

    

"Sigh, if you want to say it, say it." Sigh, if you want to say it, say it. Ling Xuzi said in dissatisfaction.    

    

"Yes, yes, yes …" Ling Xuzi asked carefully, "When I was only twenty years old, wasn't it when you were travelling across China that you were ambushed by your enemies? "Why did it …"    

    

"You want to say that I am not dead? Why am I standing in front of you again, and why am I so young? " Ling Xuzi smiled faintly.    

    

Yu Jizi nodded vigorously.    

    

"I won't tell you." Ling Xuzi said proudly.    

    

Everyone was speechless, but at the same time, they were extremely shocked. This young man, was he really Yu Jizi's martial uncle?    

    

However, Senior Nun Yun Miao finally remembered who the person in front of her was and exclaimed, "I remember! Karakorum, Ling Xuzi! You are that thousand year old rare genius of Karakorum, Ling Xuzi!? "    

    

Ling Xuzi exclaimed, "Little girl, you know me too?"    

    

Yun Miao swallowed her saliva and then said, "When I was young, I heard from my Martial Granduncle that Senior was the first genius in the past thousand years to train the most powerful secret skill of Karakorum, the Limitless Sutra, to the Great Innate Perfect. It was just that later on, when he was drifting away from the mortal world, he was ambushed by experts from the Chou family, causing his death. How could he … Moreover, didn't Senior already look to be over forty years old back then? "    

    

"Looking at your inner force skills, you must be a descendant of Mount Shu." Is your uncle-master Mo Daoran, that bald man? " Ling Xuzi twitched his mouth and said, "He has nothing better to do. He can't break through to the Nascent Realm, so he has the mood to tell stories to you juniors."    

    

"As expected, Junior Master, you are Innate Stage, have you stepped through that legendary threshold!?" Yu Jizi exclaimed, "No wonder... No wonder... Uncle looks so young."    

    

Ling Xuzi couldn't help but smile and said to Lin Zhiguo, "Come with me, you're no longer suitable to stay here."    

    

Lin Zhiguo closed his eyes sorrowfully and asked: "Senior, can you tell me why you waited until my Chinese Iron Brigade was so depressing before revealing yourself, instead of helping me during my tough battle? The legend of Hongmeng was left behind by the last general before his death. This is a name that was about to be forgotten, even I am unable to believe it. Why? You are clearly here, but you are unwilling to save your country from danger? "    

    

The smile on Ling Xuzi's face gradually disappeared, and he said respectfully: "Lin Zhiguo, you still don't understand? It is not this country that is in danger, but your own greed. Do you really think that China is in trouble? Do you really think that the five thousand years of heritage in China will be taken away? "    

    

Without waiting for Lin Zhiguo's reply, Ling Xuzi continued, "A truly powerful people cannot survive and develop by relying on the protection of a few people. If the young ones from your Chinese Iron Brigade encounter any setbacks or die, the few of us old fellows would have to help you, then, everyone would have the same thought in their hearts — — We lost the battle, so it doesn't matter if we retreat, because there will be absolute power to help us clean up the mess …    

    

This way, all of the younger generation would lose their will to fight.    

    

Genuine experts experienced life or death trials. Only by lingering on the edge of life and death would they be able to completely comprehend and break through their limits.    

    

China, is the only ancient civilization in the world that has never been cut off. It does not rely on the existence of our 'primordial', but on every true Chinese citizen. The bloodline that we are proud of, the unrelenting resistance in our bones.    

    

Only by going through continuous tempering with blood and fire could the fires of the nation continue to be passed on.    

    

As a general of Chinese Iron Brigade, not only were you unable to believe in yourself, you were also unable to trust your subordinates. You only feel that the heavens are unfair, and that your Lin Family is unfair. It was as if all the Chinese citizens in the world owed you a debt …    

    

Stupid to the extreme! What do you think those warriors of the Chinese Iron Brigade died for!? What do you think these soldiers are for, charging and killing for this people even when they know they're going to die?!    

    

Even though they knew they were going to die, they didn't hesitate to stand in front of you. You, who's standing behind them, who only needs to lead them, can't hold it in any longer. "Are you worthy of the trust that the previous general has placed in you, as well as the hot-blooded men under you?"    

    

After Ling Xuzi finished his sentence, Cai Ning, Senior Nun Yun Miao, and the others all revealed a mournful expression. At the same time, there was a bit of passion and excitement in their hearts.    

    

Lin Zhiguo, on the other hand, had a pale face. He stood there mournfully, as if his soul had left his body, and it was hard for him to say another word.    

    

"Alright, that's all I have to say. I will fulfill one of the two duties of Hongmeng right now and take you away." Ling Xuzi said and walked towards Lin Zhiguo.    

    

However, Gray Robe, who hadn't spoken a word all this time, suddenly appeared in front of Lin Zhiguo. His wrinkled face revealed traces of sorrow. "You want to take Old Master away? Kill me first."