After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Three full months followed.

The corpse of the Moth Ancestor led Qin He around the entire abyss world. The convenience of the Void Divine Art allowed him to reach his destination in one step no matter where he went.

Qin He was also greatly enlightened.

In total, the body of the Moth Ancestor stayed in thirty-six places.

There are various unknown secret places in the sky and underground, in the small world of the void, and there is no way to reach them.

The diversity of the abyss world far exceeded Qin He's expectations.

Above there is an unknown ancient palace floating in the clouds.

There is an ancient altar built deep in the magma of the earth's core.

There is a mysterious little world traveling through the void.

A hollow bubble in the endless quagmire.

There are stone houses in the wilderness, shipwrecks in the desert, and ruins of deserted temples invaded by wild grass and vines in the deep mountains and forests.

No matter where the body of the Moth Ancestor went, Qin He followed. He even encountered two dormant spirits, who were easily saved by Qin He.

The body of the Moth Ancestor remained unmoved and remained silent most of the time.

Qin He used various methods to encourage it to talk, even if it could only get a little more information, it would be good.

Three months later, the corpse of the Moth Ancestor finally stopped moving, and for the first time, he took the initiative to speak to Qin He: "In the last stage of the Dharma, you have become a saint. Young man, you are comparable to the bloodline of the gods in the mythological era. Let's call that era that. What is your name?"

"Qin He, courtesy name Wuming, nicknamed Qingniuxian." Qin He patted his chest, feeling greatly surprised. He then asked, "Senior, what about you?"

"I…"

A familiar look of bewilderment appeared on Moth Ancestor's face. After a long pause, he said, "I still remember many things, but the only thing I forgot is... my own name."

Qin He: “…”

Moth Ancestor is an identity, the ancestor demon of the moth clan, just like the ancestor of humans, it is not a name.

A strong person will have three names in his life: his childhood nickname, his real name when he is young, and his identity name after he becomes famous.

The first name people forget is their childhood nickname.

After growing up, only a few family elders and close relatives can remember this name.

If outsiders bring it up, it is essentially a form of contempt and humiliation.

The second thing to be forgotten is the name.

This name usually accompanies a person throughout his life and is difficult to forget. However, if a person shines through the ages, then his name will most likely be forgotten.

Finally, only one identity name remains, also called a common name.

The so-called common name is an identity recognized and inherited by everyone, or a code name with special meaning.

Take Qinhe for example.

No one knows his childhood name anymore, and his surname is Qin and his given name is He, which is only known to his close relatives.

The only four words known to the common people are "Qingniu Daxian", because calling the Daxian by his real name is essentially a form of contempt and blasphemy.

After thousands of years, even the classics would no longer record his real name.

The only name that can be passed down in Qinhe is "The Great Immortal Qingniu".

The Moth Ancestor forgot his own name. Unless time was reversed or he suddenly remembered it, it would be impossible for him to know it again.

"I really can't remember."

After a long time, Moth Ancestor shook his head, and his face gradually became lost.

A clan of ancestral demons, nine great demon spirits, possessed the demon fire bestowed by the gods, fought bloody battles across the eight wildernesses and six directions, and became famous.

But after crossing the long river of time, he forgot his own name.

The thing that you originally owned.

There is no time in cultivation, but in the end, so many secret methods and divine rules, so much glory and loneliness, so much love and hate... are not as good as a name.

Which is more important?