Chapter 2561 Things About Phantoms

"Huantian, don't worry, let's listen to Senior Shenzhu first!"

Looking at Huantian's anxious face, this is hard to see in Huantian who has always been steady.

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand, patted Huantian lightly, and said in a cold voice.

"Boss..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Huantian opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Senior Shenzhu, this phantom is not an ordinary person, what is the identity of that phantom?"

"Why does she have something to do with Phantom Grass?"

"The level of this Phantom Grass is not very high, why is she related to Phantom Grass?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at the old man of the Shenzhu, and spoke out all the questions in his heart.

"Boy, if I say that this phantom, like me and the old man in ancient books, is a person from millions of years ago, would you believe me?"

After pondering for a while, the old man of Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, with a complicated look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Phantom, like you and your predecessors in ancient books, are people from millions of years ago?"

"Senior Shenzhu, this phantom is actually a monster from millions of years ago?"

It's fine if the old man of the Shenzhu didn't say those words, but when the old man of the Shenzhu said those words, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of shock.

If it wasn't for the words coming from the mouth of the elder Shenzhu, Mo Wentian really wouldn't believe that this phantom would kill a monster that was a million years ago.

You know, the phantom spirit at this moment does not have a strong aura.

The phantom spirit's cultivation is only in the realm of the emperor of heaven, and I haven't seen any illusions performed by the phantom spirit.

Mo Wentian really never imagined that this phantom would be a monster from millions of years ago.

"Boy, this phantom is the phantom beast from millions of years ago!"

"Her identity is not simple!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the elder Shenzhu, and he said with a serious face.

"Old man Shenzhu, when you say that, I do remember that the Eudemons clan also put in a lot of effort in that battle a million years ago!"

"The phantom beasts disappeared because of the battle millions of years ago!"

But at this moment, the ancient book old man took a step forward, a flash of memory rose in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Senior Shenzhu, senior ancient book, since the phantom is a phantom beast from millions of years ago, why is she connected with this little magic grass Phantom Grass?"

"If she was a monster a million years ago, she would definitely be very strong, but the aura on her body is not strong now, and she has not even reached the realm of heaven!"

Mo Wentian looked at the old man of the Shenzhu and the old man of the ancient book, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

Mo Wentian was full of doubts at the moment.

If the phantom was a monster a million years ago, and participated in the great battle a million years ago, it would definitely be very powerful, at least not in the current realm of the Emperor of Heaven.

If the Phantom was a monster from millions of years ago, she would not have any connection with this Phantom Grass.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian frowned.

"Boy, when you saw me and old man Guji, what were we like?"

The old man of Shenzhu didn't answer Mo Wentian immediately, but looked at Mo Wentian, let out a long breath, and said instead of answering the question.

"When I saw you and Senior Shenzhu?"

"You are all phantoms, you haven't condensed your real body yet!"

Mo Wentian looked at the old man of Shenzhu, and blurted out almost subconsciously.

When Mo Wentian saw the old man of Shenzhu and the old man of ancient books, what he saw was not their real bodies, but their phantoms. Mo Wentian still remembered this very clearly.

"Boy, this phantom is just like us. It was seriously injured in the battle a million years ago, leaving only a little soul!"

"It's just that this phantom is luckier than us. She not only left behind her soul, she also has her body, but she lost her memory!"

"She doesn't know her identity anymore? She may have been seriously injured in the battle a million years ago. In order to avoid the enemy's pursuit, she hid in the phantom grass!"

The elder Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian with an extremely serious expression.

"This... this phantom is really a monster from a million years ago?"

"She also experienced the great battle a million years ago?"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of shock.

"Boy, the identity of this phantom is just like that!"

"As for why she got in touch with the Phantom Grass, naturally she was hurt, and the Phantom Grass took the opportunity to get in touch with her, and the Phantom Grass also saved her life!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's impressive face, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the elder Shenzhu, and he said in a deep voice.

"Senior Shenzhu, is there any way to eliminate the connection between the Phantom Spirit and the Phantom Grass?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at the old man of Shenzhu and said seriously.

"Boy, it's not difficult to eliminate the relationship between the Phantom Spirit and the Phantom Grass. Leave it to me to handle it!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a trace of confidence rose in the eyes of the elder Shenzhu.

Although the cultivation of the old man of Shenzhu has only recovered to the middle stage of Tiansheng, the old man of Shenzhu was best at all kinds of secret seal techniques a million years ago.

It is really not difficult for the old man of Shenzhu to break the relationship between the phantom and the phantom grass.

At this moment, a touch of confidence rose in the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu.

"Senior Shenzhu, thank you!"

Looking at the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian saluted slightly and said sincerely.

"Boy, there is no need to be so polite between you and me."

"I promise to help you break the relationship between the Phantom Spirit and the Phantom Grass. You also need to improve your cultivation level. Your cultivation level must be upgraded to the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven within ten days at least!"

The old man of Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian, with a complicated look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

If it wasn't for that person who couldn't wait any longer, the old Shenzhu didn't want to urge Mo Wentian to improve his cultivation.

In fact, the old man of Shenzhu knew very well in his heart that if he didn't urge Mo Wentian to cultivate, Mo Wentian really wanted to improve his cultivation.

After all, he is now the world master of the gods and heavens, but his cultivation is only in the early stage of the emperor, and he is the existence with the worst cultivation in the whole gods and heavens. This seems to be unreasonable.

"Okay, senior Shenzhu!"

"It's just that it's not easy to improve my cultivation base. I will try my best to improve the late stage of Daotian Emperor!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian did not agree confidently.

Mo Wentian knew very well that the improvement of his cultivation was beyond his control.

He has captured a lot of cultivation resources in the Shentian Mountain Range. For ordinary warriors, if they have refined so many cultivation resources, it is normal for their cultivation to improve.

However, he is different from ordinary warriors. To improve his cultivation, he needs not only strength, but also an opportunity.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a complicated light.

"Boy, I believe in you, it will be possible!"

The elder Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian with a look of determination in his eyes.

From that appearance, it seemed that the elder Shenzhu was more confident than Mo Wentian.

"Senior Shenzhu, I will leave the phantom matter to you!"

"I'm coming back to God and Heaven Realm, and I'm going back to see Tianhu and deal with some things!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said in a cold voice.

"You boy, the most important thing is that I haven't seen Tianhu for ten days. Do you want to see Tianhu?"

"Don't worry, Tianhu is in the world of gods and heaven, and there is nothing wrong with it!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the corner of the old man's mouth curled up.

Mo Wentian was still young and energetic, and he hadn't seen Tianhu for ten days. It was normal to miss him, and the old man of Shenzhu understood very well.