When Old Zhu Xin heard Situ Feng's name, he felt much better. His eyes lit up and he said hoarsely: "Situ Feng? The invisible sword god Situ who killed the female demon Su Qinglian more than six thousand years ago.
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Ye Xiaochuan nodded slightly, feeling suddenly sad for no reason in his heart.
It has been ten years since Situ Feng disappeared into thin air. Ye Xiaochuan will never forget the scene where Situ Feng died generously on Duantian Cliff.
Many times, he didn't want to think about these sad things. Today's conversation with Old Zhu Xin reminded him of Situ Feng again.
Old Zhu Xin suddenly burst into laughter, sweeping away the weakness and fatigue of vomiting blood just now.
He said: "I see, you are the descendant of the Invisible Sword God. If I guess correctly, you are Ye Xiaochuan, a disciple of the Cangyun Sect."
Ye Xiaochuan was startled and said in astonishment: "Old senior, how do you know this junior?"
The old man Zhu Xin said: "The Wufeng Sword, with the thought of cutting off the dust, will continue to cut for three lives and seven lifetimes. Ten years ago, the Wufeng Sword appeared on Duantian Cliff. Although the old man has not left the temple for hundreds of years, the Wufeng Sword was born like this.
How can I not know such big things? I was defeated at the hands of the successor of the Sword God, and I am convinced! No wonder you have so many magic tricks!"
The old man Zhu Xin was convinced, which made Ye Xiaochuan a little proud, not for himself, but for Situ Feng.
After his cultivation level got higher and higher, he realized how high-spirited Situ Feng was back then.
The third level of Gale Sword Intention is enough to sweep across the three realms. Today, no one can be his opponent.
But now is not the time to be proud, he said: "Senior, I don't have much time. You had better hurry up as you promised me earlier. My friend Bailiyuan was captured by Mo Jiukui. I have to save her.
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Old Man Zhu Xin shook his head and said: "There is no rush in this matter. How can I go back on what I promised? Mr. Ye, tell me, is Senior Situ still here?"
Ye Xiaochuan said painfully: "No more. Ten years ago on the Broken Sky Cliff, he died under Chunjun's sword. This is something that I will never be able to forgive myself for. If I had known earlier that he had the intention to die."
, I won’t go to Duantian Cliff no matter what, maybe his remnant soul can live for a few more years.”
Old Man Zhu Xin quickly understood the reason. He said: "Senior Sword God's approach is right. The Sword God should not wait for death day by day. Chunjun is the divine sword of two generations of war gods in the world. In Chunjun
Even being wiped out by the sword will not destroy the reputation of Senior Sword God throughout his life. It is just a pity that this old man has no chance to see the true appearance of Senior. It is really a great regret in his life."
Ye Xiaochuan sat silently and dejectedly next to Old Man Zhu Xin.
Suddenly, the old man Zhu Xin seemed to feel something. He stretched out his hand and suddenly lifted Ye Xiaochuan's collar. His dry fingers drew out a crescent-shaped blue-black ancient jade from Ye Xiaochuan's neck.
When Old Zhu Xin saw this jade, his face suddenly changed slightly and he said, "How come you have this jade?"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and said: "You mean the Blood Soul Essence? This is what I carried with me when I was born. It is the only thing that can prove my identity. Senior, do you know this thing? Then do you know my identity?"
Who are the parents?"
Old Zhu Xin's eyes flickered, and he reached out and pulled off the Changsheng Jue from Ye Xiaochuan's neck. He turned it over and over in his hands, looking at the Changsheng Jue and then at Ye Xiaochuan from time to time.
That's right. His surname is Ye, he carries this ancient jade, and he is a disciple of the Cangyun Sect. All these things are right.
When Soul Eater hunted down the blood slave, it was at the foot of Cangyun Mountain. It seems that Soul Eater lied back then. He only killed the blood slave and not the baby boy.
Old Man Zhu Xin is such a smart man. In just a moment, he had guessed exactly what happened in the past twenty-six years.
Seeing that Old Zhu Xin looked strange, Ye Xiaochuan asked again: "Old senior..."
Old Man Zhu Xin waved his hand and interrupted him, saying: "You are still young. There are some things that are not your time to pursue now. Boy, it doesn't matter if your piece of jade is seen by the old man. Don't let others see it.
Otherwise you may be killed."
He did not reveal a word about the life experiences of Chang Sheng Jue and Ye Xiaochuan, but casually threw Chang Sheng Jue to Ye Xiaochuan.
Ye Xiaochuan looked uncertain. He felt that the old man Zhu Xin in front of him must know something, but since the old man Zhu Xin refused to tell him, he had no choice.
Characters like Old Man Zhu Xin have long seen through life and death, as well as reincarnation. Today Ye Xiaochuan gave him a lot of shocks, especially in the formation, which made him gain a lot and unlocked many things that he had thought about for hundreds of years.
Some key points of the formation that have not been solved in years.
Others would definitely snatch the Chang Sheng Jue when they saw it, but Old Man Zhu Xin had no intention of coveting this ghost treasure.
Now that I know that Ye Xiaochuan is a descendant of the Ghost King and belongs to the same lineage of the Holy Cult, I feel a little bit of support in my heart.
Ye Xiaochuan's life experience will not be hidden forever. Sooner or later, he will know the origin of his life experience. At that time, the righteous path will never tolerate him. The only way he can go is to return to the Holy Religion. Old Man Zhu Xin is very sure of this.
He suddenly took out a sandalwood box from his loose robe and placed it on the chessboard. He wanted to reach out and open it, but his fingers were trembling.
So, he motioned to Ye Xiaochuan to open the box.
Ye Xiaochuan opened the wooden box suspiciously. There was a thick book inside, without a cover, and he didn't know what it was.
The old man Zhu Xin said: "I have had seven disciples in my life, but I can't live up to my expectations. No one wants to inherit my formation. They all think that the formation is just an auxiliary skill. Today I have to meet the successor of the Sword God, and it's you."
The destined fate between us, recorded in this book, is the essence of the formation of the old man. It is not as good as the formation taught to you by Senior Sword God, but you can take a look at it. Zhengdao has had a feud with the Holy Religion for a long time, but
There is no distinction between good and evil in the formations. Almost all of these formations originate from ancient Taoist sects. You don’t have to worry about being punished by your elders."
Ye Xiaochuan was surprised. Is this old man confused? He actually passed on all his knowledge to a righteous disciple like himself?
He casually took out the thick yellowed book from the wooden box. Before he looked through it, he saw something else under the wooden box, a palm-sized oval ancient jade, crystal clear and spotless.
He was more interested in ancient jade than the formation. He felt that the piece of jade looked familiar, so he reached out and took it out.
The jade is green, cold to the touch, and very heavy. A small piece of ancient jade feels as heavy as a stone.
The more Ye Xiaochuan looked at it, the more familiar the jade plaque seemed, until he saw an ancient number "seven" engraved on it.
He was startled and lost his voice: "Old senior, why is this piece of jade on your body?"
