He didn't care how many people died in Daxue Mountain. What he was interested in now was why he made a mistake when he visited the old storyteller twice.
The old storyteller made the previous king of the Heavenly Lady Kingdom pregnant three hundred years ago, which means that this old man must be more than three hundred years old.
Is it possible for a mortal without any cultivation to live three hundred years?
So Hua Wuyou had to find out who this old man was.
People often say that only ignorance leads to fearlessness.
Hua Wuyou is not an ignorant person. He knows that he cannot detect the old man's cultivation level. There are only two reasons. One is that the old man has practiced a weird true method that can hide the true essence and spiritual power. Even the masters in the Sumeru realm can detect it.
avoid.
There is another reason, that is, the old man's cultivation level is too high, far beyond his own, so that he cannot detect his cultivation level at all.
No matter what the reason is, Hua Wuyou is afraid of it.
The old storyteller had always been stooped and looked short and fat. Now he was leaning on a bamboo pole and cloth curtain. He suddenly stood up straight and looked a bit taller and majestic.
His originally cloudy eyes became darker at this moment.
Once a master of Hua Wuyou's level becomes suspicious and interested in him, no one can evade him, nor can he get away with it like he did last time by talking nonsense.
Xu Tiandi also experienced a similar thing back then. The Evil God and many top masters from the heaven and underworld were interested in him. In order to escape, he had to fake his death to get through.
The old storyteller knew that if he ran away and evaded again, he might have very serious consequences.
He might even be killed by Hua Wuyou, so he had to dispel Hua Wuyou's doubts.
Hua Wuyou saw that the old storyteller's demeanor seemed to have changed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The old storyteller said: "If you want to know my secret to longevity, I can tell you. However, in exchange, I want to know why you sent people to the Snowy Mountains."
Hua Wuyou said calmly: "Since you know that I sent the people from Daxue Mountain, then I will open the window and speak frankly. I am here for the Thousand Faces Gate."
The old storyteller shook his head and said: "For the Thousand Faces Sect? Do you think I am blind? You clearly know what those young people are doing in the Snowy Mountains. There is no need to go to such trouble to save the Thousand Faces Sect."
Hua Wuyou said: "Who said I want to save them?"
The old storyteller said: "Since it's not a rescue, it's a harm. Do you want to take this opportunity to eradicate the Thousand Faces Sect? Why? Hasn't the Thousand Faces Sect already become your minion?"
Hua Wuyou slowly raised his head and said, "No one can truly take the Thousand Faces Sect as a minion."
The old storyteller was stunned and said: "You are afraid of the Thousand Faces Sect, but you shouldn't be afraid of it. Even Cangyun Sect doesn't pay attention to your identity. You shouldn't be afraid of a declining small sect."
Hua Wuyou said: "What I am afraid of is not the Qianmian Sect, but the sect before the Qianmian Sect."
The old storyteller's eyes flashed, and he said hoarsely: "Ten thousand people."
Hua Wuyou said: "Yes, it is the Ten Thousand People Sect. The Ten Thousand People Sect once brought huge trauma to the Three Realms. Even now, this trauma has not been healed."
The old storyteller asked: "Is it so serious?" Hua Wuyou said: "You have never lived in the heaven and the underworld. You don't know how terrible the Ten Thousand People Sect is. Back then, the evil god brought thousands of human cultivators to live in seclusion in the heaven. These thousands
There were about 400 masters of the Ten Thousand Ten Thousand Sect among the people. Not long after arriving in the heaven, these 400 masters of the Ten Thousand Ten Thousand Sect all disappeared. No one knew where they had gone until thirty years ago, Emperor Yan discovered that his men
A capable general was replaced by someone else. Only then did he realize that when people from the Ten Thousand Clan entered the heaven, there was one
It’s a big conspiracy. The disguise technique of Wanwan Clan is very weird and cannot be guarded against. Qianmianmen has inherited the disguise technique of Wanwan Clan. This kind of people only need to use it a few times. It cannot be used for a long time. If it lasts for a long time, God knows what I will do.
How many people around them have been replaced by them? So this time
I want to use Qianmianmen's help to get what I want, and at the same time, I want to use Ye Xiaochuan's hand to kill all these people in one fell swoop."
The old storyteller understood everything.
The reason why the Shushan sect perished back then was the Liuhe Mirror. In fact, there was another force inside, that is, the Ten Thousand Sect was at work.
Otherwise, with how powerful the Shushan Sect is, how could it be easily wiped out by the Kunlun Sect?
After the Shushan Sect was destroyed, the Wanwan Sect gradually disappeared from the sight of the world. After the catastrophe six thousand years ago, the Wanwan Sect completely disappeared from the world.
The world now knows that the Thousand Faces Sect's disguise techniques are ever-changing, but in fact the predecessor of the Thousand Faces Sect, the Wanren Sect, was even more terrifying.
In particular, there is a very unique disguise technique in the Wanwan Sect. Even if the Fengchi and Fengfu acupoints are massaged, the disguised person will not be able to act.
And no one knows whether this weird disguise technique was inherited by the Thousand Faces Sect.
The old storyteller was silent for a moment and said, "What do you want to get by using the Thousand Faces Gate?"
Hua Wuyou smiled and said: "Old man, we agreed to exchange what we want to know. You asked about the Daxue Mountain, you asked about the Thousand Faces Sect, and then asked about other things. Isn't it a bit greedy? I want to
I can't tell you what I got.
Okay, now that you’ve asked your questions and I’ve finished speaking, it’s time to talk about you. Why can’t I detect the true spiritual power in your body?”
The old storyteller said: "That's because I am just a mortal."
Hua Wuyou frowned and said, "At this point, are you still talking nonsense to me?"
The old storyteller said: "What I said is true. The reason why I live so long is because when I was young, I ate many fairy fruits in an old forest in the mountains. Each fairy fruit can extend my life by ten years."
Hua Wuyou was a little angry and said: "Last time you deceived me and said that you learned the God of Tiangang by falling into a cliff. This time it's an adventure in the deep mountains and old forests. Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"
You?"
The old storyteller took out a gray fruit from his arms and said: "Here, it is this kind of fairy fruit. You are an expert, sir, so you should know this kind of fairy fruit."
Hua Wuyou's pupils shrank and said: "Chaos Fruit." The old storyteller said: "Yes, it is the Chaos Fruit. One fruit can extend your life for ten years. I only have this last one left. I plan to die of old age in a few years.
Eat it when the time comes. This is my biggest secret. You are the first to know my secret.
people."
Hua Wuyou stared at the old storyteller, trying to see through the old man's mind.
But he failed. The old storyteller's eyes were full of sincerity, and it didn't look like he was lying.
With a click, Hua Wuyou closed the folding fan, reached for the Chaos Fruit in the old man's hand, and ate it up in a few mouthfuls. The old storyteller was shocked and shouted: "Sir, this is my last life-extending fairy fruit!"
