Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 755 Life experience exposed

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 6,000 years ago. wind?"

Ye Xiaochuan nodded slightly, feeling suddenly sad for no reason.

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 Man Zhu Xin suddenly burst into laughter, sweeping away the weakness and fatigue of vomiting blood just now.

He said: "I see, you are the successor 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 slaying the dust, can cut continuously 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 could I not know about such a big thing? I was defeated by the successor of the Sword God, no wonder you have so many magic tricks!

Ye Xiaochuan was a little proud to convince Old Man Zhu Xin, 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 is his opponent.

But it's not the time to be proud yet, 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. ”

Old 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. 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 Being wiped out by the sword will not annihilate the reputation of Senior Sword God. It is just a pity that this old man has no chance to see the true face of Senior. It is really a great regret in his life. "

Ye Xiaochuan sat silently and dejectedly next to Old Man Zhu Xin.

Suddenly, Old Man Zhu Xin seemed to feel something. He stretched out his hand and lifted Ye Xiaochuan's collar. His dry fingers pulled out a crescent-shaped blue-black ancient jade from Ye Xiaochuan's neck.

When Old Zhu Xin saw this jade, his expression 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. Old senior, do you know this thing? Then do you know my Who are the parents?"

Old Man 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.

The Soul Eater hunted down the blood slave at the foot of Cangyun Mountain. It seemed that the Soul Eater had lied. He only killed the blood slave and not the baby boy.

Old Man Zhu Xin was 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 his words, saying: "You are still young, and 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 will 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, he had no way to do it.

Characters like Old Man Zhu Xin have long seen through life and death and reincarnation. Today Ye Xiaochuan gave him a lot of shock, 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.

When others see Chang Sheng Jue, they will definitely snatch it away, but Old Man Zhu Xin has no intention of coveting this ghost treasure.

Now that he has learned that Ye Xiaochuan is a descendant of the Ghost King and belongs to the same lineage of the Holy Cult, he has some feelings of support in his 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 way will never tolerate him. The only way for him to go is to return to the Holy Religion. This is what the old man Zhu Xin is very sure of.

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 Zhuxin said: "I have accepted seven disciples in my life, but none of them are up to the task. No one is willing to inherit my formation. They all think that formation is just a minor auxiliary technique. Today, I have met the descendant of the Sword God, which is a destined fate between you and me. The book records the essence of my formation. It is not as good as the formation taught by the Sword God, but you can take a look. The righteous and the Holy Church have been feuding for a long time, but there is no distinction between good and evil in the formation. These formations are almost all derived from the ancient Taoist sects. You don't have to worry about being punished by your master and elders."

Ye Xiaochuan was surprised. Is this old man confused? He actually passed on all his knowledge to himself, a righteous disciple?

He took out the yellowed thick book from the wooden box. Before he flipped through it, he saw something else under the wooden box, an oval ancient jade the size of a palm, crystal clear and spotless.

Compared to the formation, he was more interested in the ancient jade. He felt that the jade looked familiar, so he reached out and took it out.

The jade was emerald green, cold to the touch, and very heavy. A small piece of ancient jade felt as heavy as a piece of stone.

The more Ye Xiaochuan looked at it, the more familiar it looked, until he saw an ancient number "seven" engraved on it.

He was startled and said in a lost voice: "Old senior, how come this jade is on you?"