"Is this... Hehuan bell?" Wanrenrong was stunned at first, then looked at the bell in surprise and asked in a low voice, "But eight hundred years ago, Mrs. Hehuan, who created the Hehuan school,?"

Yang Xuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly, "This Hehuan bell is of no use to me, and I don't know the Hehuan sect's residence, so I just used it as a bargaining chip for exchange of the Heavenly Book."

"The Sect Master, you shouldn't be wrong." Qinglong put the Hehuan Bell on the table and said in a deep voice, "We checked it and thought it was Hehuan Bell."

"Um?"

Ten thousand people heard it, just nodded and praised it.

Needless to say, the four great saints are in the Ghost King Sect, whether they are capable or loyal, they will not misjudgment.

At this moment, no matter ten thousand people or the four great envoys, they were all moved by this transaction.

"So, what is the second bargaining chip of Taoist priest?" Ten thousand people, who were very moved by this transaction, continued to ask.

"A intelligence."

"Information?" Hearing this, thousands of people and the four great envoys were also confused.

What kind of intelligence can be used as a bargaining chip for exchanging the Heavenly Book?

"Ten Thousand Swords"

A faint voice sounded in the secret room, and thousands of people were puzzled by the four great envoys behind him. One of them was wearing a black dress, covered with black veil, and a graceful figure, looking at Yang Xuan in disbelief, and his breathing also accelerated.

"Wan Jianyi?" When Wanrenxiang heard these three words, they were a little confused. However, when Qinglong saw this, he quickly walked to him, lowered his head, and whispered to the ears of Wanrenxiang.

"There is such a person in Qingyun Sect?" After hearing Qinglong's words, tens of thousands of people took a breath of air, their faces filled with fear and shock, and they murmured.

Qinglong nodded with a wry smile and said lightly, "But that's true. When I was invaded by Wan Jian, it was a great shame and humiliation for our saints. I have been practicing hard for a hundred years and have taken the odd risk to find the Qiankun Qingguang Ring, in order to one day we can decide the level with him."

The Ghost King let out a long sigh and said, "I didn't expect that there was such a hero in the right way!"

"However," Qinglong changed his words, looked at Yang Xuan again, and said with a look, "Over the years, Wan Jianyi seems to have disappeared, and I can't find out his whereabouts."

"A hundred years ago, Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi's master Tian Chengzi used the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but was retaliated against by the Zhuxian Sword's hostility, losing his mind, and becoming obsessed with the evil spirit," Yang Xuan recalled the plot in his mind, and continued, "In helplessness, Wan Jianyi and Daoxuan joined forces to kill Tian Chengzi in this ancestral hall."

"What about then?" Wanren lit up in front of their eyes and asked quickly.

"After the incident, Wan Jian took all the responsibility one by one and was sentenced to death."

"Die?" Hearing this, Qinglong was stunned. He practiced hard for a hundred years so that one day he could fight against the male and female swords one by one.

As a result, I was told that the person had died long ago, and I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Not here?" You Ji looked dazed when she heard this, and she felt dizzy and dark.

The man in white next to him noticed You Ji's changes and quickly reminded him in a low voice, "Three sisters!"

"Oh" You Ji's changes naturally did not escape the eyes of thousands of people and Qinglong. The two of them just shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"Not dead?"

The indifferent voice sounded again, causing thousands of people to be attracted to the four great envoys again.

"You're serious?" Qinglong asked hurriedly.

"He was secretly rescued by Daoxuan, hiding his name, sweeping the floor in the Ancestor's Cemetery Hall all day long," Yang Xuan glanced at Qinglong, and under Qinglong's expectant eyes, she said lightly, "If you don't believe it, you can sneak into the Qingyunmen Cemetery Hall to investigate."

"It's great, he's not dead, he's not dead." Hearing this, Youji breathed a sigh of relief, her face full of joy.

"Youji won't be real..." Youji's changes were seen by thousands of people, and she smiled bitterly in her heart, then stared at Yang Xuan and said, "Master, what you said is true? How did you know?"

"Why do I want to lie to you?" Yang Xuan pushed the white scroll to Wanren and sneered, "I have also taken out the chips I should take out, so I asked Master Wan if I can change it?"

"Switch! Why don't you change?" Wanren put down the scroll in his hand and looked at Yang Xuan with a smile. "I roughly read the Taoist priest's book, it's not bad. Besides, the Taoist priest also took out the information about Hehuan Ling and Wan Jianyi. My Ghost King Sect has taken a big advantage."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scroll of silk book was pushed to Yang Xuan by thousands of people.

"Please look at the Taoist priest, this is the content of the second volume of the Heavenly Book copied by Wan."

Yang Xuan swept his mind at the silk book, and a stream of information suddenly flowed into his mind.

The second volume of the Book of Heaven is not much, with more than a thousand words in total, and Yang Xuan remembers the effort of a cup of tea.

Volume 2 is in line with the first volume. Yang Xuan, who has read the first volume and the second volume, naturally gained great results.

Ten minutes later, Yang Xuan felt that he had gained a lot of insights from it, and there were signs of a breakthrough in his realm.

"Thank you, the Ghost King Sect Master, for giving away a generous donation. "After finishing what should be done, Yang Xuan stood up and bowed to the Ghost King, and was about to leave.

"Master," saw that Yang Xuan was about to leave, ten thousand people said anxiously to the moment, "I don't know if I want to join my Ghost King Sect. I am willing to hand over the position of Deputy Sect Master to the Taoist Master."

Seeing that Wan people were trying to recruit him, Yang Xuan was disdainful in his heart, and immediately refused, "I have understood the intention of the Sect Master Wan. But I only seek the Tao, just to become an immortal. I lack interest in the struggle between justice and demons."

"Become an immortal? Do Taoist priest think there are really immortals in this world?" Ten thousand people heard it and shook their heads gently. "How amazing the Qingye Patriarch of Qingyun Sect was back then, he was the first person in the right path! But he still hadn't become an immortal, and eventually turned into a handful of loess."

"Hmph, that's because he is incomplete in Qingyun's sects," Yang Xuan snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "If he had collected five volumes of heavenly books, how could he live only 750 years old and then his birthday was over?"

"The Tao is not complete?" Yang Xuan's theory made thousands of people feel refreshed, and then asked, "How do you say this?"

"The Book of Heaven is the root of all the Taoism in the world," Yang Xuan drank the remaining tea in the teacup and said, "If you can collect all the books of Heaven, then even if you become an immortal, you may be able to live forever."

"Eternal Life?" Ten thousand people silently recited these two words in their hearts. The eyes of Yang Xuan were full of yearning, but there was a hint of suspicion, so naturally there was shock.

"Okay, I have said everything I should say, say goodbye." Yang Xuan bowed to ten thousand people and left quickly.

"Sect Master, did he really let him leave like this?" Qinglong looked at Wanren in confusion and whispered.

"Oh, I can't keep it," Wanren shook his head and smiled helplessly, "This man is determined to seek the Tao, just to become an immortal, and to my Holy Church and those in the righteous path, they are not the same person."
Chapter completed!