Ye Xiaochuan spent the next whole day in panic. He was now almost certain that the remnant soul of Senior Sword God was no longer in Wufeng Ancient Sword, but had been integrated into his body.
Is the most terrible thing about to happen?
Ye Xiaochuan has always been worried about the remnant soul of Senior Sword God. If it has any bad intentions, it is very likely to be reborn. At first, he thought that Senior Sword God was just a soul. And after many years, not long after awakening,
It should completely disappear.
It wasn't until today that a familiar man's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, and he realized that not only was the remnant soul of Senior Sword God not extinguished, but it was living freely in his body.
Late at night, Ye Xiaochuan sat cross-legged on the wooden bed and meditated, his mind once again entering his body, trying to find traces of the remnant soul of the senior Sword God.
After searching for two or three hours, it was as if the remnant soul was not in his body at all, and no trace of it could be found.
Ye Xiaochuan was depressed and anxious in his heart, and murmured to himself: "How good is this! There is another soul living in my body. Hey, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes! Senior Sword God, please come out.
, don’t scare me, I’m timid and I don’t need to be scared!”
He called out a few words, thinking there was no response as before. Unexpectedly, the voice suddenly sounded in his soul again.
Said: "Are you done with your kid? I, Situ Feng, wield the sword in the three realms and travel across the six realms. I have already seen through reincarnation and disdain such despicable and sinister things as fighting for the soul. What's more, I am just a soul now, and I will be dead soon.
To completely turn into smoke, even if I want to seize the body, I don't have the ability."
The voice of the Sword God appeared again, but Ye Xiaochuan was not surprised but happy, but then he said with a sloppy face and extremely depressed: "Senior, you are a liar. Last time in the Edgeless Sword Spirit Gathering Array,
, you said you were out of your mind, how come you are still alive now?"
The voice said quietly: "Although this is just a remnant of my soul, I have already broken through the reincarnation of heaven before I was alive. My soul is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary monks. According to the current dissipation rate, I will disappear completely in three to five months."
.”
Ye Xiaochuan felt happy and said: "Really?"
Sword God said: "Maybe three to five years."
The joy that had just appeared in Ye Xiaochuan was immediately poured down by a basin of cold water, which chilled his heart. As the saying goes, it is easier to invite a god than to send him away. It seems that the senior sword god has no intention of leaving his body in a short time.
He said cautiously: "Senior, do you think we should discuss it and you should continue to stay in the Edgeless Sword Spirit Gathering Array. This temple of mine is too small to accommodate a great god like you."
The Sword God said slowly: "I have been waiting for six thousand years, and finally someone has inherited Wufeng. Now I can feel Zhan Chen's seal beginning to loosen. I must use the little time left to repair your cultivation.
In order to increase it, it must at least be increased to the level where Zhan Chen can be sealed again. Didn't you tell me last time that you wanted to become a peerless master who can conquer the world? I can help you."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Senior, it's not that I look down on you, you are just a remnant soul now, and you have no magic power. I have learned by heart all the classics recorded on the cliffs, so what else can you teach me?
"
Sword God said: "Do you think the cultivation books on the stone wall belong to me?"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and asked: "Isn't it?"
The sword god said calmly: "Not entirely."
Ye Xiaochuan's expression changed slightly and said: "Impossible, I found the edgeless sword on that stone wall, and you should have carved it."
Sword God said: "It is true that those cultivation classics were left behind by me, but not all of what I learned, such as magical formations, seals, elixirs, talismans, beast control and other miraculous techniques, I have never recorded on the stone wall.
I can teach you these magical powers. If you help me seal Zhan Chen again, this will also save yourself."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "What? Save yourself? I have nothing to do with Zhan Chen."
The Sword God chuckled and said: "No? You may not understand yet. Zhan Chen and Wu Feng, the two Nine Heavens Divine Weapons, did not first appear in the hands of me and Qing Lian. Before that, they had been circulated in the world for more than 100 years.
Three thousand years, as for the origin, no one knows, just like Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, they are a pair of enemies who have been entangled for three generations and seven lifetimes. Duan Nian and I are the sixth generation, and you and Yun Qiyou, the current master of the Chenchen-Zhanping Divine Sword,
This is the seventh life, this is your fate, you can’t escape it.”
Ye Xiaochuan's expression changed rapidly. He suddenly thought of the memory fragments between Senior Sword God and Fairy Duan Nian that suddenly appeared in his mind during yesterday's fight with Chen Mo.
Fairy Duan Nian once said something similar at that time, as if she and the Sword God were in the sixth life, and there was another life and so on.
Ye Xiaochuan said coldly: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
The Sword God echoed: "The masters of Wu Feng and Zhan Chen's swords did not end well in their first six lives. Although their love for each other was unforgettable, in the end, either Wu Feng's master died in the hands of Zhan Chen's master, or Zhan Chen died.
The master of Wufeng died in the hands of Master Wufeng, and the ninety-nine were reunited, and the seven generations were resolved. According to the results deduced by the senior reincarnation son with the divine calculation of Tiangang, it would take nine thousand nine hundred years to resolve the grievances between the two divine swords.
, you have to go through seven reincarnations, and this is your last life, how many years has it been?"
Ye Xiaochuan clapped his fingers and murmured: "More than three thousand years, plus more than six thousand years, it's almost ten thousand years... ah!"
Ye Xiaochuan cried out.
When the sword god Situ Fengfeng obtained this sword, it had been circulated for more than three thousand years. In addition, it had been sealed and silent on the back mountain for more than six thousand years, which makes it almost nine thousand and nine hundred years!
Senior Sword God smiled sadly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Now you know how to be afraid, you are a couple of three lives and seven lifetimes, this is the entangled fate between you and Yun Qiyou, this is your
Fate! You are just humble mortals, you cannot change your fate against the will of heaven! Only by doing what I said and re-sealing Zhanchen’s magic power before it breaks through the seal, you two may have a chance of survival. Otherwise, you will end up with each other.
The masters of the two swords are the same as in the previous six lives. One of them will die under the other's sword, and the one who survives will drink the sword and kill himself, or sink into the sea of demons and fall into the underworld of Yama forever!"
His voice, at the end, turned out to be a little crazy, a little excited, and also filled with heart-rending pain and helplessness.
Six thousand years have passed. Sixty years in the human world are one period, which is regarded as one reincarnation. A hundred reincarnations have passed. This man is still heartbroken, as if losing his most beloved woman just happened yesterday.
Amidst this crazy excitement and pain, Senior Sword God's voice gradually disappeared.
Ye Xiaochuan came back to his senses and shouted in his heart: "Senior Sword God? Senior Situ? Brother Feng... Don't just hide and hide, tell me clearly what is going on!"
