I have a passive skill.

Who knows how polluted Xu Xiaoshou became after he joined the Holy Slave.

"I'll try my best, the premise is that I can find Xu Xiaoshou's trace, he's haunting." Ye Xiaotian nodded, and then asked, "Is there any more?"

"There is one more thing..."

Housewarming took a deep breath and said:

"Isn't the Eighth Sword Immortal rumored in the Five Realms that there is a 'Secretary Daoji' in the City of Sky? I don't need a 'Fengsheng Daoji', but if you can, help me find something, that's what he said at the time." mentioned in…”

"Holy source spar!"

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Chapter 922 I am in the game...

Holy source spar?

Ye Xiaotian was stunned on the spot.

Why "Holy Origin Crystal"?

Isn't this a coincidence, I'm holding a "Holy Source Crystal" that I don't know where to go, is this also a coincidence?

Suddenly, a half-century old man wearing a straw hat and a coir raincoat appeared in front of him, opening the corners of his mouth and laughing silently, that sinister smile made one's scalp tingle.

The cold wind swept across the high cliff, and Ye Xiaotian was startled to feel a chill on his back. It turned out that the bloody clothes were wet with cold sweat.

He thought of the letter Sang Lao had written to him.

After Sang Lao was captured, after a long time, Luo Leilei, a younger generation of the holy slave, sent it to him in the East Heavenly King City.

The main content of the letter is to help him obtain the "Holy Origin Crystal" in the Yunlun Mountains.

As for Sang Lao in prison, it is absolutely impossible for him to still have the ability to deliver letters.

So, the only explanation...

This letter was written by Sang Lao before the Battle of the White Grotto.

But at such an early age, why did Sang Lao write this letter of unknown purpose, asking himself to help him snatch the "Holy Origin Spar" after a long time, and knowing in advance that the "Holy Origin Spar" would appear in Yunlun Mountains?

As for the appearance of the "Holy Source Crystal" in the Yunlun Mountains...

Thinking about it at this time, it is also very strange.

The Eight Masters clearly manipulated the Demon Emperor Black Dragon and Dao Qiongcang to fight against each other in the air. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the first time that the Holy Slave and the Holy God Hall have launched a head-to-head confrontation under the eyes of the world.

It’s unlikely that the focus of this confrontation is actually not the temptation between the two sides, nor is it a major attempt by Void Island to break free from the shackles, nor is it to confirm the rumors of "Consecration of the Holy Daoist Foundation" and then cause the world to go crazy...

And just to cover up the "Holy Source Crystal" in various ways and secretly hand it over to him?

"I'm just an outsider..." Ye Xiaotian cried out silently in his heart.

He still clearly remembered that in Sang Lao's letter, there was no clear indication of the whereabouts of the "Holy Origin Crystal".

But after he got the "Holy Origin Crystal", he turned his head around, and when he moved, he took the initiative to ask for communication and asked himself for this thing.

It's impossible, the two of them discussed it in advance?

"It's absolutely absolute, isn't it a coincidence?" Ye Xiaotian thought carefully, feeling terrified, feeling that he had been arranged by fate.

The other side of the space mirror.

The eyes of housewarming looked at him, and after he spoke, the opposite party fell into a frozen state.

It was as if the signal on Ye Xiaotian's side suddenly went bad after being too far away, and the picture presented by the mirror in the whole space suddenly became motionless.

"Ye Xiaotian?"

Qiao Qianzhi raised his voice, and even stretched out his hand to pat the mirror of the space, but soon he realized that it was useless, so he immediately put down his hand and asked:

"Is there a problem? If the problem is very troublesome, then don't look for the 'Holy Source Crystal'. After all, there are too many disputes in the Yunlun Mountains. You...you should go home early!"

Ye Xiaotian came to his senses and found that he was already sweating on his forehead.

He didn't seem too strange, he just stretched out his hand and gently brushed the white hair on his forehead, wiped away the sweat stains, and asked sideways, "When was the last time you and old man Sang communicated?"

Qiao Qian was stunned, he didn't expect the conversation to turn so quickly, but he didn't doubt him, and replied: "Just before he left the Linggong, no one saw him after that, so how can we talk about it?"

Ye Xiaotian nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "Before he left the spiritual palace, or after he left the spiritual palace, did he arrange for you to do anything, or wait for any opportunities... etc?"

Qiao Qian frowned, his eyes flashed with suspicion, thinking carefully about the deep meaning of Ye Xiaotian's sudden words.

But I really can't think of the meaning behind the words...

So Qiao Qianzhi hesitated and replied: "No, right? The dead old man is as if the world has evaporated. Apart from you, he probably won't contact anyone else in the Linggong Palace. After all, he is also afraid of his identity and will bring disaster to us."

Ye Xiaotian fell silent.

After a long time, he raised the hexagonal spar in his hand and asked, "Do you know this thing?"

The hexagonal spar the size of a fist refracts a faint colorful light in the space mirror, exuding a slight holy light, which suddenly becomes very eye-catching.

It's not the first time Qiaoqian has seen this thing. When he looked at Ye Xiaotian through the space mirror, he had already found this thing in Ye Xiaotian's hand, so he didn't care.

Now, this is the first time since the conversation, he paid attention to the thing in Ye Xiaotian's hand.

"what?

"What do you mean?"

Qiaoqianzhi carefully pondered the hexagonal spar, made sure that he had never seen it before, and immediately said with a funny face: "Ye Xiaotian, you will never tell me that this is the 'Holy Source spar'?"

Ye Xiaotian read from his face that he really didn't know the "Holy Origin spar" before he moved, and he sighed inwardly, feeling that he really couldn't understand all the previous encounters.

"This is what you want..." Ye Xiaotian said firmly, "Holy source spar!"

"What?" Qiao Qianzhi's old eyes widened immediately, with an expression of disbelief, and he stammered, "You, you're not kidding?"

"I seem to be joking with you?" Ye Xiaotian twitched his mouth.

"Impossible... no, how could... no, what I mean..." Qiao Qianzhi was a little incoherent, then stared at the hexagonal crystal with jealousy, raised his eyes to Ye Xiaotian, "you, how do you get it?" Arrived?"

How did I get it... Ye Xiaotian heard the sound, and the corners of his eyes twitched a little, "When I was wandering in the Yunlun Mountains, it flew over by itself, and flew onto my face by itself. I got it with my hands."

While speaking, he also spared his free hand, grabbed the air in the void, and performed a very cold joke.

Housewarming: "..."

He was completely dumbfounded.

The Holy Source spar, the "Holy Source spar" that everyone dreams of, flew into Ye Xiaotian's hands by himself?

When he made a request to Ye Xiaotian just now, Qiaoqianzhi didn't even have much hope, he never thought that this thing seemed to be destined for him, so he took the initiative to come to the door.

wrong!

How can there be such a coincidence in this world?

"Ye Xiaotian, is there anything unusual about you recently? Do you feel that someone has arranged for you?" Qiao Qianzhi asked keenly.

"Yes." Ye Xiaotian nodded immediately.

"Who?" Housewarming panicked.

Ye Xiaotian sighed: "My current feeling is that from the moment I entered the Eastern Heavenly King City, I have become a chess piece on an unknown chess game, which can be manipulated by others...including how to get this 'Holy Source Crystal', I want to know how to get it." I can't figure out why."

Housewarming was sluggish on the other side of the space mirror, silent for a long time.

Ye Xiaotian could see that Qiaoqian was frantically struggling and making choices. In the end, it seemed that rationality overcame sensibility, and Qiaoqian suppressed greed and resolutely said:

"Ye Xiaotian, throw away the 'Holy Source Crystal', we don't want this thing anymore, whoever wants it will pick it up.

"As for you, leave the Yunlun Mountains immediately!"

Ye Xiaotian smiled.

He understood that the mover was still the mover.

The avenue of heaven and earth is a lifelong pursuit, and in the mind of housewarming, it will never be as important as family members.

It's like he can always sit at the No. [-] director's mouth of the Lingshi Pavilion of Tiansang Linggong. The picture is just to wake up every day, to have a look at the fresh blood of the Linggong, and to feel the vitality of the children. A few words of reprimand...

"No!"

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaotian shook his head and rejected Qiao Qianzhi's idea, and said calmly:

"I will send the 'Holy Source Crystal' to you through the space, and you should study your spirit formation and the way of heaven, and if you can really make me a semi-holy puppet, you will obey me.

"As for A Jie in Xu Xiaoshou's hand, give me some time, and I will find it for you.

"During this period of time, you should ponder the power of the 'Holy Source Crystal'. After all, I only got one of this thing, and I believe I won't be able to get a second one, so you only have one chance.

"As for other chores..."

Ye Xiaotian paused for a moment, then said disdainfully: "With me here, you have no worries."

Where can I hear about housewarming?

Even though at this time, Ye Xiaotian had grown to the point where he could directly smash the Underworld of Hades with his hands, but his hands were still trembling and his face was full of worry.

"Ye Xiaotian, I don't want the 'Holy Source Crystal', I can find a substitute for this thing, you fucking return me to the Spirit Palace!" said the angry voice of housewarming.

Ye Xiaotian laughed.

As a substitute, how can it be as powerful as the "Holy Source Spar" that is the root of the canonization?

Besides, the constant power in this world means that your ability to move is as high as the sky. Could it be possible that you can turn stones into gold and use mortal things to create semi-holy-level heavenly secret puppets?

Without further words, Ye Xiaotian called out the space channel and sent the "Holy Source Spar" in.

He turned a blind eye to Housewarming, who was waving his hands hastily and calling repeatedly in the mirror of the space, and only smiled and said the last sentence:

"Heavenly Secret Puppet, I'll give it to you later, study the way to kill you carefully, and the rest, with me here, you don't have to worry about it."

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned off the space mirror.

The world suddenly fell silent.

"Ugh-"

The evil wind of Guyinya passed through both sides of the bank, forming an extremely shrill and extremely lonely sound, sweeping across the white-haired boy who was alone on the high cliff.

"It's so quiet..."

Ye Xiaotian stood quietly on the top of the high cliff, hearing the wind, and staring at the sea of ​​clouds, like a stubborn rock that has never moved.

He felt his heart beating faster.

This is a long-lost feeling of enthusiasm, just like the feeling he had before fighting and fighting in the holy palace.

He lowered his body, picked up a gravel, and Ye Xiaotian threw it.

The small stone draws a parabola from the high cliff, passes through the clouds and mist, and falls into the bottomless cliff bottom, but disappears all traces halfway, and the spirit cannot trace it.

"I'm in..."

Ye Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly regained his tranquility, even his heartbeat returned to normal.

Once the gears of fate start to turn, no one can survive, not even the self who has lived in the Tiansang Linggong for so many years, trying to escape from the whirlpool of the general trend.

"When was it involved..." Ye Xiaotian frowned and thought hard.

He thought of Dongtianwang City, but quickly denied it.

Thinking of the White Grotto and the Eight Palaces, he quickly denied it.

"neither.

"Perhaps, it was in Tiansang Linggong, when the eight masters showed their faces for the first time."

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaotian sighed slightly.

He still remembers that night...

When the Law Enforcement Officer of the Spirit Palace was on guard against the external crisis all night, disciples Feng Kong and Shao Yi from the inner court went to the outer court to assassinate Xu Xiaoshou, a disciple from the outer court who had just won the "Wind and Cloud Hegemony" championship.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Xiaoshou completed a stunning counter-kill and chased him to the bank of Goose Lake.

In the end, he almost pierced the heart of the masked man who suddenly appeared with his sword and didn't know it was the Eighth Sword Immortal.

But what Xu Xiaoshou could do at that time, he couldn't do it...

Ye Xiaotian thought of the shame of his broken arm.

He thought he was the proud son of the Holy Palace, and what he awakened was the rare space attribute in the mainland, but in the hand of the Eighth Sword Immortal, his hand broke after walking a few rounds.