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Chapter 1184: Ice Spirit Contributing

"Your son? Which one is your son? When did I kill your son?" Ye Wuhan was confused. He felt that he had never met his son. Besides, in his opinion, this old Taoist should live in a regular Taoist temple.

Even if he is a monk, when did he have a son?

"Jia Qi, he is the son of a poor Taoist." The old Taoist almost roared out, which shows how angry he was at this moment.

"Jazzi is your son?"

Ye Wuhan was stunned, "Could it be that you are the dead father Jia Bancheng that Jia Qi mentioned?"

This was the information he found when searching for Jiaqi's soul, but the information did not include his father being Taoist Master Wu Ran.

"snort!"

The old Taoist snorted hard and twitched his beard. He slowly raised the sword in his hand angrily. Apparently Ye Wuhan guessed it right.

"Is he really your son? I'm telling you, when did you, a monk, have a son?" Ye Wuhan said in surprise.

"Do I need to tell you when I will have a son? Since you killed my beloved son, then I will kill you to avenge him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist stood up, with the long sword in his hand curled up and slashing towards Ye Wuhan with a dazzling bolt.

Using a sword as a sword shows how angry this veteran is and how confident he is.

This sword seemed to split the space, and endless killing intent shrouded Ye Wuhan like an overwhelming force. It was obviously an ordinary sword, but it seemed that the sword light was everywhere.

Bang!

Ye Wuhan took the sword, and the sword light shattered, and his energy flew away. The two of them flew upside down at the same time, and a ravine was opened on the ground between the two of them.

"You...could it be that you already have innate cultivation?" Ye Wuhan looked at the old Taoist with a surprised look on his face. He thought that this person was in the late earth level, but he didn't expect that he would be a great innate master.

Although in the early stage of Xiantian, it is still Xiantian, which is completely different from the heaven level and earth level.

At this moment, Ye Wuhan suddenly seemed to understand why that kid Jia Qi kept saying he wanted his father to take revenge before he died, instead of looking for his mother, the head of the family. With such a Taoist priest father who has entered the innate world, why would he look for his mother?

Even though his mother is the head of the clan, she may not necessarily be innate.

It was also the first time that Ye Wuhan saw a true innate master.

Suddenly, Ye Wuhan seemed to understand that the other party was actually in the early stage of Xiantian, but at the Taoist auction at that time, his cultivation was not as good as the other party, so he was deceived by the aura that the other party deliberately released.

It is always easier for the strong to deceive the weak, but now, Ye Wuhan noticed that the other party's cultivation level had no secrets at all in his eyes.

"What am I if I'm not born innate? Pindao is born innate, but you far exceeded my expectations."

The old Taoist's eyes looked at him even more strangely. It turned out that he looked down on Ye Wuhan, thought that his cultivation level was just like that, and was too lazy to rob him, but he didn't expect that the other party could actually take his angry sword.

What does this mean? The other party also has innate cultivation. How old is he? This is simply terrifying.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The angry old Taoist suddenly came at Ye Wuhan with three swords in a row. He was worthy of being an innate master. The light of his sword stirred up the wind and clouds, condensing the power of heaven and earth, almost into substance.

The result is bang bang bang!

The swords collided, and Ye Wuhan still easily took three of his swords.

In fact, the swords of the two collided. Otherwise, with the sharpness of Ye Wuhan's flying sword, his sword would have been cut off long ago.

But Ye Wuhan looked at the old Taoist and couldn't figure out one thing. Logically speaking, the old Taoist should be Jia Qi's father, and Tu Qinghong, the head of Jiuyin Temple, was his mother. The old Taoist and Tu Qinghong should be husband and wife, and even if they weren't, they would definitely have an affair.

, otherwise there would be no common son, but why did this old Taoist kill Tu Qinghong?

Ye Wuhan couldn't help but look at the old man flying out and touch his nose, becoming more and more confused.

"Boy, you are indeed different. You can actually take my full sword count. I thought you were weird last time in the Taoist temple. Now it seems that you have such cultivation at such a young age. There must be a secret in you. There is no secret that you can practice.

So fast?"

"I guess you must have some amazing secrets on martial arts, right or wrong?" The old Taoist suddenly gave a heavier tone.

"hehe!"

Ye Wuhan smiled, "You say yes, so what?"

"Hey, if this is the case, you died not unjustly. I can get your skills after you die. Everything about you is mine. Boy, if you are sensible, please hand over your skills quickly. I can spare you a life."

Life."

The old Taoist looked at Ye Wuhan and suddenly became extremely excited. Facing top-notch skills, even the death of his son was not that important.

Moreover, this old man can be an old man and a poor man at other times. It is obvious that he does not completely regard himself as a monk. In essence, he is just a fake sophisticate.

Seeing his greedy look, Ye Wuhan smiled, "Do you think you can kill me? After all, you were just pretending to be in the Taoist temple for a long time? You pretended to be sophisticated in front of others and regarded yourself as an outsider. Now,

Revealing your greedy nature?"

"Haha, so what if I'm greedy? You're still going to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, brush! The old Taoist threw away the long sword, grabbed it in his sleeve, and took out a short sword.

This gleaming sword was exactly the sword that Ye Wuhan sold to him.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, Ye Wuhan smiled, "This is what I sold you. Do you think you can deal with me with this sword?"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, so what if you sold it to me? Now that the sword is in my hand, and you have already shot it three times, is it possible that you still have such a peerless sword?"

After the old Taoist finished speaking, his inner energy was poured into the sword body, which shone with unrivaled sword energy and he was about to take action again. Apparently, he didn't realize that the foot-long thing in Ye Wuhan's hand was a flying sword.

"Wait!"

Ye Wuhan suddenly stopped him with a wave of his hand, "Wu Ran, I mean, since you think you will win, why bother to fight? I have something I don't understand and I want you to clarify."

"What do you want to say?" Old Taoist Wu Ran's face was gloomy. He stared at Ye Wuhan up and down, his eyes full of greed.

Ye Wuhan pointed with his hand, "If I'm not wrong, the woman in the hall is Tu Qinghong, the head of Jiuyin Temple, and Jiaqi's mother, right? You are Jiaqi's father, and Tu Qinghong is Jiaqi's mother. I want to ask

Let me ask you, since Tu Qinghong is your woman, why did you kill her just now and why are you so resentful?"

Because he didn't quite understand this, he didn't want to kill the old boy out of doubt. After all, he was auctioning a Taoist temple at the time, and the old boy performed well and was friends with Qi Manyun, so he wanted to ask.

"..." The old Taoist huffed and fell silent for a while. He must have thought that he still had some special skills to display and would definitely win. When asked by Ye Wuhan, he actually stopped attacking and seemed to become very sad.

He turned to look at the main hall, and after a moment he sighed and said: "You can't leave this place alive anyway. I tell you that it's okay to relieve your boredom, and you can vent the depression in your heart."

It seemed that because of the murder of his wife, the old Taoist was feeling sullen and angry, but he actually didn't mind talking to Ye Wuhan.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'm all ears." Ye Wuhan said calmly, his expression showing no intention of dying.

The old Taoist ignored him again. He looked up at the sky and said in a sad tone: "I don't think a young man like you would have thought that Jiuyin Temple was founded by me, the poor Taoist. He

It’s my hard work.”

"Little boy?"

Ye Wuhan was stunned. He didn't expect that the two of them had already exchanged swords against each other and still looked down on him so much. It seemed that this old boy must have some special skills. Thinking about it, he had some expectations for the old Taoist's methods.

.

It's just that the old Taoist's remarks were indeed beyond his expectations, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in shock: "It was you who founded such an evil sect? Isn't the Taoist temple at Guifeng Mountain where you practice?"

Ye Wuhan is really confused about this matter, and if he is really the founder of this evil sect, Ye Wuhan will not let him live, even if he has a good relationship with Qi Manyun, he will die.

The old Taoist glanced at him, but still ignored him, and then thought to himself: "Back then, the poor Taoist accidentally discovered this temple site. Because this place lived in the land of Jiuyin, he named it Jiuyin Temple and established a sect here.

But then I met Tu Qinghong, a bitch, which caused me to make a mistake and fall in love with her at first sight, and we got married."


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