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"Hahaha, the younger generation is truly to be feared. I didn't expect that in my remaining years, I would actually be able to pass down this set of skills. Heavens, you have treated me well!"
Speaking to this point, Old Man Zhen burst into loud laughter.
It made sense.
As an existence who had lost his physical body and remained only as a soul body, trapped within this Formation Pavilion for many years, he was naturally overjoyed to finally encounter a junior with talent in the Dao of Formations.
To this end, he had not even hesitated to consume a large portion of his dwindling Soul Power to forcibly activate a portion of the Formation Pavilion's special abilities, allowing Xiao Lin to successfully master the Nine Foundation Formations while only spending a few days in the outside world!
"Senior Zhen, what you are referring to should be the Dao of Formations, right?"
Regarding this point, it wasn't difficult for Xiao Lin to guess.
"Indeed. This old man has been immersed in this path my entire life. In the Dao of Formations, while I won't say I reached the peak level of the Dou Qi Continent at that time, I was definitely someone with a reputation. It's just a pity..."
At first, Old Man Zhen wore a look of pride, but by the time he finished, his face was filled with desolation. As for what he meant by "it's just a pity," perhaps only he himself knew.
In response, Xiao Lin didn't know how to comfort this elderly man whose soul was about to dissipate. Indeed, Xiao Lin could see that Old Man Zhen's soul was already at its final moments.
Unless one possessed heaven-defying methods, no one could save him. With Xiao Lin's current strength, it was impossible for him to provide the other party with any help.
"Senior Zhen, are you sighing for the destruction of your sect?"
Xiao Lin could only guess as much at this time.
After all, this sect had now become a secret realm for descendants like them to explore. Did that not mean the sect had been completely destroyed?
"Hmm~, who told you this was the sect I belonged to?"
Hearing Xiao Lin's remark, Old Man Zhen pulled back his desolate emotions and asked back with a strange look on his face.
"Ah?"
At this moment, Xiao Lin was truly bewildered.
This isn't the sect you belong to? Are you sure you aren't messing with me?
Xiao Lin really wanted to ask that aloud, but seeing Old Man Zhen's expression—as if he were looking at an idiot—he silently kept a dark face and chose to remain quiet.
Not knowing the true situation, he decided it was better to shut up.
"The place where your feet currently stand was, in our era, a sect named the Myriad Desolate Sect. I was merely invited by the Myriad Desolate Sect to establish such a Formation Pavilion within their sect. But I never expected such bad luck."
"I had just finished building this Formation Pavilion and hadn't even let the Myriad Desolate Sect put it into use yet when disaster descended. In the end, I was buried along with the Myriad Desolate Sect beneath this land."
After finishing the explanation of his circumstances, Old Man Zhen wore a look of extreme frustration. Between him and the Myriad Desolate Sect, it was merely an employment relationship; they weren't close to that degree.
Under such circumstances, having to go down with the Myriad Desolate Sect, how could he not feel frustrated? If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have coveted the tempting conditions offered by the Myriad Desolate Sect.
Now, everything was too late.
After listening to Old Man Zhen's narration, a look of realization finally appeared on Xiao Lin's face.
"No wonder. For an existence like the Formation Pavilion, it wasn't established near the central grand hall. Moreover, a power that was clearly only at the Dou Zong or at most Dou Zun level possessed a Formation Pavilion capable of helping someone comprehend the Nine Foundation Formations!"
"So, it turns out Old Man Zhen didn't actually belong to this power! It seems my ability to enter the Formation Pavilion in this secret realm can truly be called 'dog-shit' luck!"
After figuring everything out, Xiao Lin couldn't help but wonder if he really was the protagonist.
After all, isn't this kind of treatment usually reserved for protagonists?
Furthermore, it was precisely because the Formation Pavilion had not yet been put into use after its completion that it had sufficient power to be preserved when the Myriad Desolate Sect faced the crisis of annihilation.
At the same time, a portion of Old Man Zhen's soul was also preserved.
If the Formation Pavilion had been put into use early on, it might not have necessarily been preserved when the disaster came.
Finally, it was also Old Man Zhen who consumed a large portion of his remaining Soul Power to activate the Formation Pavilion's ability to distort the time difference between the inside and outside.
Allowing Xiao Lin to spend only five days mastering the Nine Foundation Formations that others would need years or even over a decade to master.
It could be said that all these coincidences culminated in Xiao Lin's dream of perhaps becoming a Formation Master today!
"Alright, little fellow, my time is running out. Before my soul completely dissipates into the world, how much of my skills you can learn will depend on your own fortune. I presume you have already thoroughly studied that book, the 'Guide to Elementary Formations'?"
"I must say, this is truly a fate that cannot be described with words! The book I wrote actually fell into your hands. And you just happened to come to this Formation Pavilion and see this old man one last time!"
"The Heavens played a joke on me for a lifetime, but in the end, they gave me a chance to pass down my life's work to a successor."
At this moment, a clearly visible sigh of emotion hung on Old Man Zhen's face.
When Xiao Lin heard Old Man Zhen say this, he was first stunned, then subconsciously pulled out that "Guide to Elementary Formations" he had originally bid for at the auction house.
This book, which he was initially interested in, then felt was useless, and finally helped him master the Nine Foundation Formations during the trials of the Formation Pavilion... he never expected it was actually written by the old man in front of him?
Xiao Lin was truly shocked now.
Could fate really be this miraculous?
At this point, even Xiao Lin couldn't help but believe in the concept of destiny.
"Senior Zhen, you were the one who wrote these 'Guide to Elementary Formations' as well?"
As he spoke, Xiao Lin handed the Guide to Elementary Formations to Old Man Zhen.
The latter took it smoothly and then stroked the cover of the book with a complex expression.
"Yes. This book was given to the Myriad Desolate Sect before I finished building this Formation Pavilion, for the purpose of making it easier for them to enter this Formation Pavilion and learn the Nine Foundation Formations in the future. I didn't expect that after going in circles, it would actually return to my hands..."
Memories flashed through Old Man Zhen's mind, and his aged face was full of sentimental sighs.
At this time, Xiao Lin also understood. It turned out that when the Mittel Family first controlled this secret realm in the early days, they had already obtained the book "Guide to Elementary Formations" from this secret realm by chance.
However, the Dao of Formations had already declined on the current Dou Qi Continent, so no one took it seriously. Unexpectedly, in the end, this book fell into Xiao Lin's hands.
Old Man Zhen had awakened the very first moment Xiao Lin entered this Formation Pavilion and began silently observing him. Actually, at the beginning, Old Man Zhen hadn't planned to directly hand over his inheritance to Xiao Lin.
At that time, before activating the Formation Pavilion's ability to distort time, his soul was still relatively intact.
Although it would still dissipate in the future, as long as he didn't waste Soul Power recklessly, he could still remain in this world for about ten years.
He could use these ten years to test everyone who entered the Formation Pavilion, finally selecting a successor who met his approval.
After all, now that the Myriad Desolate Sect secret realm had appeared in the world, there would naturally be a continuous stream of latecomers rushing into the Formation Pavilion. In this way, he would have room to choose an heir.
Who would have thought that after Xiao Lin entered the Formation Pavilion, he would directly pull out the book "Guide to Elementary Formations"?
This caused Old Man Zhen, who was silently observing Xiao Lin—the first person to enter the pavilion—to feel a sudden shock in his heart.
Therefore, adhering to the principle of following the will of Heaven, from that moment on, Old Man Zhen was no longer prepared to continue testing or selecting other successors. Instead, he directly chose Xiao Lin as his heir.
That was why he later did not hesitate to consume a massive amount of Soul Power to activate the Formation Pavilion's time-distortion ability, helping Xiao Lin master the Nine Foundation Formations within five days!
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