Most of the disciples went to the top of the mountain to watch the competition. There were only a few low-level servants hanging out on the mountainside. Unlike the thousands of people on the mountaintop who were noisy and noisy, the mountainside of Samsara Peak seemed a little lonely without most of the disciples.
Zhu Changshui and Miss Xiaochi brought Ye Xiaochuan, who was unconscious and seriously injured, back to his residence. Zhu Changshui said it was okay. After all, he had broken into the top forty. He checked Ye Xiaochuan again and confirmed that although Ye Xiaochuan was in a coma now,
medium, but not life-threatening.
After placing Ye Xiaochuan on the bed.
Zhu Changshui said to Xiaochi: "I'm afraid he will be in coma for a long time before he wakes up."
Xiaochi said: "You won't die, right?"
Zhu Changshui smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "No, I will go to the square to talk to Master Zui first and tell him not to worry. If you are fine, just stay here to take care of him. If anything happens, go to the top of the mountain and notify us in time."
Xiaochi nodded.
If this three-tailed fox demon wants to trick people and abuse them, her little mind can think of hundreds of ways that will never be repeated, but she just doesn't know how to take care of people.
After Zhu Changshui left, Xiaochi sat in front of the dilapidated wooden bed and looked at Ye Xiaochuan who was unconscious on the bed for a while. After making sure that he would not die and there seemed to be nothing else to do, he began to look at the place where Ye Xiaochuan had grown up.
this room.
The room was very simple, even shabby, and far less grand than the houses where other elders and disciples of the Cangyun Sect lived.
She wandered around the room alone for a while, tut-tutting and said, "The house isn't that good either!"
Suddenly, at this moment, a slightly magnetic voice of a strange man sounded in the room.
"Little girl, where did that blue-black crescent-shaped crystal hanging around your neck come from?"
The voice sounded without warning in Ye Xiaochuan's simple room. Xiaochi was caught off guard and startled.
She stretched out her hand to cover her collar subconsciously, turned her head and looked around, shouting: "Who! Who is talking!"
The strange man's voice sounded again, saying: "You don't need to know who I am. Let me ask you, where did the black crystal stone on your neck come from?"
Xiaochi was shocked. She kept the jade sword hanging around her neck close to her body and covered it up under several layers of clothes. Unexpectedly, this mysterious strange man seemed to be able to see through her clothes and see the jade sword attached to her chest.
Decide.
She looked around the room and said, "I'll tell you where I got this jade weapon when you come out."
"snort."
The strange man snorted and said calmly: "I know even if you don't tell me, this is Ye Xiaochuan, right?"
Xiaochi's face changed drastically. Her mother had repeatedly warned her never to expose the Jade Jue to others, let alone let others know that the Jade Jue came from Ye Xiaochuan fifteen years ago, otherwise Ye Xiaochuan would be killed.
This secret should only be known to me, my mother, the old man with a nose and the Monkey King who were together in the cave of the big tree in the back mountain fifteen years ago. Unexpectedly, I suddenly bumped into such a strange man today, and I could see the origin of the longevity art at a glance.
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Her eyes rolled around and she said: "What are you talking about? How could the treasure on my body belong to Brother Xiaochuan! Brother Xiaochuan is very stingy and there is no way he would give me anything!"
The man said: "Baby? Yes, yes, that black crystal stone is indeed a treasure, but you have carried it with you for so long, can you activate that black crystal stone?"
Xiaochi stopped talking.
Of course, the Immortality Art is a unique treasure that has never been found in the world, but I don't know why. I have carried it with me for many years, but I can't feel any energy or spiritual power. It is really depressing.
Over the years, she has seriously doubted whether the thing on her neck was the immortality secret of Ye Cha, the peerless figure from the Demon Cult who ruled the world eight hundred years ago.
The strange man said calmly: "It's something that doesn't belong to you, so of course you can't control it."
Xiaochi said: "Stop talking nonsense, why doesn't it belong to me? I can't control it now. Maybe after a few thousand years, I can control this unique treasure by condensing the Nine Tails!"
The strange man's voice sounded slowly, echoing slowly in Ye Xiaochuan's room, and said: "I have long felt that this Ye Xiaochuan's soul has recognized its master with the blood of two blood refining magic weapons. Except for Wu Feng,
There should be another ghost treasure, and it seems to be the black crystal stone you have."
Xiaochi's face froze slightly. Her experience and experience were no less than those of ordinary cultivators. Her eyes widened slightly and she said: "What? My Immortality Art is a blood-refined magic weapon? And I have already confessed to brother Xiaochuan through blood? No wonder
In the past fifteen years, no matter how hard I have pushed it, it has not responded!"
Xiaochi sounded angry and disappointed at the same time. He thought he had picked up a treasure, but when he heard about it, he found out that this treasure and his brother Xiaochuan had already shed blood to claim it!
She knew more or less about the blood-refined magic weapon. Once the blood-refining ceremony was completed, no one could control the blood-refined magic weapon unless the owner of the magic weapon died.
That man was naturally the remnant soul of Sword God Situ Feng who lived in seclusion in Ye Xiaochuan's soul. Perhaps he was a soul himself and had a very keen sense of ghostly treasures. He soon discovered that Xiaochi had something
An incredible ghost treasure.
And I also felt it in Ye Xiaochuan's soul. When Ye Xiaochuan was young, probably not long after he was born, when his soul was still in a very weak period, he had already completed the bloody identification with a ghost treasure.
Ceremony of the Lord.
It is the imprint of this ghostly treasure left in Ye Xiaochuan's soul that keeps his remnant soul from disappearing into ashes immediately.
Situ Feng's voice sounded again: "Little girl, it's time to return that black crystal stone to its original owner."
Xiaochi refused and said: "No! I don't! This is mine! Brother Xiaochuan is a human being and can live up to a few hundred years. When he dies of old age in a few hundred years, the soul imprint on the Immortality Art will automatically disappear. I am a white fox.
I can live for thousands or tens of thousands of years, and then I will complete the blood-recognition ceremony again!"
Situ Feng was angry and funny, but he seemed to be stuck in some distant memories, as if at this moment, he remembered the sad past.
After a long time, his voice came to mind again and said: "You are from the nine-tailed fox clan. What is your relationship with the demon Xiaoyu?"
Xiaochi was startled and said: "My grandma? Do you know my grandma?"
Situ Feng seemed to be stunned and said: "Are you Xiaoyu's granddaughter?"
He was a little surprised, and his voice seemed a little hoarse. It was as if the memories that had been buried for many years were once again opened, and he saw the good times in his lifetime.
After a while, Situ Feng said: "Is Xiaoyu still alive now?"
Xiaochi shook his head and said: "No, he passed away three thousand years ago and was buried in the back hill of Cangyun Gate. On weekdays, Grandpa Monkey King takes care of my grandma's grave. Every hundred years or so, my mother comes back from Tianchi to pay homage to her.
