"The origin of that person is not clear to the disciples. It's just that a hundred years ago, the disciple went into seclusion to study the Taixuan Fengyue Sword Technique, the sect's secret skill. However, due to limited qualifications and mental state problems, it has been difficult to make progress."
"It just so happened that I was out to recuperate my mind at that time, and accidentally walked to the mountains near the sinful path. There, I met a mysterious man whose voice was only heard but whose identity was not seen. He promised that he could help his disciples understand the secret knowledge."
"The price is to allow the disciples to provide him with some cultivation resources."
"The disciple had been stuck in cultivation for too long, and for a moment he was obsessed with it, so he agreed to the man's request. With his help, he really succeeded in understanding the sect's secret knowledge. After that, the disciple cut off contact with him."
Only then did Xi Longxuan speak, speaking slowly.
A remark that avoids the important and takes the easy way out does not reveal a lot of information. .??.??
But both Leng Yan and Su Twelve knew clearly that the ghost energy in the sinful path was overwhelming, and the beings in it were not good. The cultivation resources the other party wanted were definitely not the ordinary resources used by ordinary monks for cultivation.
As for the so-called hundred years ago, there was only one transaction.
Neither of them believed a word of this.
I'm afraid that the two sides had cooperated even longer ago. For the master of evil to be able to do what he does today, Xi Longxuan's contribution was absolutely indispensable.
Looking at the Huanxing Sect, only Xi Longxuan has this ability.
Although the two of them knew these situations well, they did not reveal them.
There was no sadness or joy on Leng Yan's face, and she continued to ask: "Then... what happened to the talisman that Chen San brought to ask for help?"
Xi Longxuan glanced at Su Twelve quietly and immediately realized that the chain used by Su Twelve must have been given by the mysterious man.
As soon as he thought about this, he knew that Su Twelve must have had a deal with the other party, so he felt much more relaxed. He immediately rolled his eyes and continued talking quickly.
"That talisman is called the Evil Ghost Talisman, and it was left by the other party after the transaction was completed.
That man threatened that if there is need in the future, he can go to the evil path at any time to seek his help, and he will provide help as long as he can. And the price... is the life of the person who activated the talisman."
"So... you have never been curious about that person's identity? You have never investigated the situation of sin? No matter whether it is overt or covert!"
Leng Yan looked straight at Xi Longxuan, her cold eyes made Xi Longxuan feel guilty, and he subconsciously looked away.
He shook his head to deny it, but his head seemed to be fixed on his neck, unable to move at all.
Knowing that he couldn't hide it from the other party, he smiled bitterly and had no choice but to continue: "Senior Leng really has a sharp eye."
"For hundreds of years, the disciple has secretly conducted many investigations into the evil path and the origin of the mysterious man."
"If the information collected by the disciple is correct, the identity of that person is probably from a thousand years ago...ah..."
Before Xi Longxuan could finish his words, he suddenly screamed, and then his expression became ferocious due to extreme pain.
The next second, thick black energy escaped from his seven orifices.
In the blink of an eye, black air filled the air, gathering into a ball in the air and turning into a black mist that was constantly expanding.
"Ho ho... Fellow Daoist Xi, I haven't seen you for many years, and it's finally time... it's time for you to fulfill your agreement with me."
In the black fog, a hoarse voice like rust came out.
"What? Fulfill the agreement? You...what do you mean by this?!!"
Xi Longxuan's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he hurriedly shouted.
As he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something.
I followed the agreement made by the Lord of Sin, but
It will be fulfilled after his death, could it be...
His face turned as pale as snow in an instant, and his lips began to tremble unconsciously.
"Fellow Daoist Xi is a smart man. You shouldn't know what this king means, right? From the moment you took the Burning Blood Bliss Pill, you should have been enlightened!"
"Nowadays, you are just a poor guy who is hanging on to your last breath by the Falling Pill. Strictly speaking, most of your body, oh... I should say almost to your eyebrows, is already on the road to hell."
"According to our agreement in the past, after your death, everything on your body will belong to me! Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
A hoarse and low voice sounded, and the ever-expanding black mist looked extremely penetrating. It exuded a sinister and soul-stirring powerful aura, like the god of death seeking life.
Xi Longxuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and was confused for a moment. He kept shaking his head subconsciously, which was his resistance to the death instinct.
"No...I don't want to die! I want to live...I still want to live..."
"Senior Leng, help me, please save this disciple!"
The corner of his eye swept over Leng Yan, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he hurriedly cried out and begged.
Leng Yan stood there with an expressionless face. From the moment the black mist appeared, her cold eyes had been staring at the mist.
Even Su Twelve didn't know what she was thinking.
It wasn't until Xi Longxuan's cry for help came that he looked away and shook his head gently towards Xi Longxuan.
"Now you have lost all your vitality, your oil has run out, your lamp has dried up, even the gods of Da Luo can't save you."
Leng Yan spoke indifferently, and her expression remained calm from beginning to end.
As soon as these words came out, Xi Longxuan was startled, and the next second, his whole body almost collapsed.
r “It’s hard to save even the Daluo gods? No…you…you must be lying to me. You are a Nascent Soul Stage monk, a strong man who has already entered the path of immortality. How…how is it possible that there is nothing you can do?"
"Senior, you must have a way to save me, right?"
"Please, save me! As long as I can survive, I am willing to serve my seniors from now on!"
Xi Longxuan begged bitterly.
How many people in the world can be truly calm in the face of death?
For him, it was not easy for him to cultivate to the golden elixir stage, to finally be in power, and to finally survive the crisis in the Huanxing Sect, and then he fell.
How can you be willing?
How can you be willing to do so?
"Hmph! We monks are meant to go against heaven and take our lives. From the moment we step on the path of cultivating immortals, every moment and every breath of our extra lives are taken from heaven!"
"If your luck is bad, you will die if you die, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"
"The only thing I can do is to protect your body after your death and give you a chance to re-enter reincarnation."
Leng Yan put her hands behind her back, and although her expression was calm, she was looking straight into the distance, not wanting to take another look at Xi Longxuan.
Xi Longxuan's reaction of being greedy for life and afraid of death made her feel infinitely disgusted.
"Re-entering... reincarnation?" Xi Longxuan murmured softly, his collapsed mood slowly calming down.
"If my prediction is correct, what this person wants after your death will definitely make your soul fly away. If you enter reincarnation again, you can at least exist in the world in another way."
"If your soul is gone, nothing really exists anymore."
"Now, I want all the information about this person."
Leng Yan spoke at the right time, and her cold words contained a will that could not be refuted.