When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

As soon as the words fell, Xie Zhiwei was keenly aware of the murderous aura in the air.

He pursed his lips, his expression remained unchanged, and he pretended to calmly change the topic: "When shall we continue to leave?"

"Ah."

Yan Yu looked at Xie Zhiwei's indifferent snow-like face, and let out a sneer from his throat, with mockery in his black eyes.

How cowardly, he thought.

Xie Zhiwei moved his fingers hanging by his side. He knew he had slipped his words, so he endured and endured in his heart, trying to maintain his cold and arrogant surface.

The exchange between the two ended in embarrassment.

Xie Shi took Xie Zhiwei's question, jumped down from the tree, and brushed off the dust from the leaves on his body, "It's all right now."

Afterwards, the three of them walked upstream along the crystal clear river.

Huixian Pavilion is located in the upper reaches of the river, in a place of pure spiritual power. It was the place where Wenyuan Xianren used to recruit immortal monks and teach them.

"One of the most proud things in Wenyuan's life is that he can predict the destiny, and he probably wants to pass on this mantle after his death," Yan Yu introduced to Xie Shi, "I think Huixianting is very likely to exist. His legacy."

He speculated so confidently that Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Could it be that before Yan Yu was arrested in his previous life, in addition to investigating the topography of Wenyuan Mansion, he also carefully inquired about the character experience of Immortal Wenyuan?

The thick eyelashes of this immortal cultivator in white trembled slightly, like a black butterfly landing on the petals of a snow lotus, and there seemed to be deep thought in his eyes.

Xie Zhiwei said with emotion: "You... seem to know the Immortal Wenyuan very well?"

"I know my enemies pretty well." Yan Yu smiled back at him.

Xie Zhiwei thought about it and thought it was right.

After all, most of the demon cultivators are cruel and merciless, they must retaliate, and they have a strong revenge mentality.It is not new to dig into the background of enemies.

In this room, Xie Zhiwei answered a doubt by himself, while in that room, Yan Yu was still explaining to Xie Shi about meeting Xianting.

He reminded: "If there is a destiny inheritance in Huixian Pavilion, then there will definitely be many tests, and you must not take it lightly."

"I understand," Xie Shi nodded obediently, "When senior monks leave their own inheritance, they often set up checkpoints and secret realms to test the aptitude and ability of those who come. This is common sense."

"You should pay more attention to common sense." Yan Yu tapped Xie Shi's forehead lightly.

Xie Shi nodded again and said hello.

"And Immortal Asking Yuan is not a good teacher," Yan Yu's expression became a little serious when he said this, "During the process of obtaining the inheritance, you have to be careful of his remnant soul taking the opportunity to seize the house."

Xie Zhiwei frowned slightly. Although he knew that Immortal Wenyuan treated his parents and children badly, he didn't think that Immortal Wenyuan, who is a celestial cultivator, would do such sinister behaviors as seizing a house.

Seizing homes, that is, killing people's lives and taking people's bodies, will be contaminated with karma, and it is a common thing for demon cultivators to do.

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but refute Yan Yu's words: "It's good to be careful, but don't speculate about the senior monks for no reason. If you want to pass on the inheritance of the immortal, then you must hope that someone can pass on the unique skills after his death. Deliberately murdering his own disciples."

Yan Yu smiled: "Xie Xianjun, don't you think that all immortal cultivators are highly respected people?"

"Of course not," Xie Zhiwei said calmly, "There are thousands of immortal cultivators in the world, and it's not uncommon for a few people to seek fame."

He just felt that seizing the house was too detrimental to merit, and it was impossible for an immortal cultivator of the level of Immortal Wenyuan to do it.

Yan Yu lowered his eyes, and told Xie Shi and Xie Zhiwei about a past story of Immortal Wenyuan.

"Do you know how Immortal Yuan found out that he could predict destiny?"

This kind of thing is relatively secretive, and it is estimated that only Immortal Wenyuan and his relatives around him know about it, and it is difficult for outsiders to know.

Xie Zhi tightened his fingers slightly, raised his eyes and looked at Yan Yu steadfastly, with an appearance of listening attentively.

Xie Shi vigilantly noticed Xie Zhiwei's serious expression, and suddenly realized that this might reveal that Yan Yu was Chen Yu, and quietly tugged on Yan Yu's sleeve, signaling him not to continue.

Yan Yu felt his sleeves move, and gave Xie Shi a comforting look.

He didn't mind telling others that he was Chen Yu back then, and he never thought of hiding this trivial matter.

It's just that the Immortal Wenyuan was very concerned that he had a demon son, so he not only gave him the false name of Chen Yu, but later claimed that he was seriously injured and died after the battle.

Yan Yuyou said quietly: "Immortal Wen Yuan predicted in a dream that his family would encounter a catastrophe when he was young, and his parents and several brothers and sisters would die because of it. Then, what do you think he did?"

Xie Zhiwei thought for a while, and guessed the actions of Immortal Wenyuan from the most common way of thinking: "He told his family members about his vision, but they didn't believe it, so he couldn't prevent the disaster?"

Xie Shi's thinking was even more detached, "Could it be possible that Immortal Wenyuan took refuge in his enemy, allowing the other party to kill his whole family, please the other party's favor, and finally succeeded in letting himself live alone?"

"None." Yan Yu's smile was as sarcastic as he wanted, "He didn't tell anyone about it, but went out for a walk by himself on the day of the disaster. When he came back, he The family has been destroyed, and the scene in his dream has been perfectly reproduced."

Yan Yu looked at the distant sky, his black eyes were as deep as the sea, and continued: "Xianxiu respects the destiny, and the immortal Wenyuan is the best among them. He only knows how to follow the guidance of fate, and dare not disobey the arrangement of destiny. Even if Fate has ruined his family, and he can't even move a finger."

"He lives like a lackey of destiny, selfish, cowardly, and most bullying."

"Empty has a whole body of ability, but it is no different from nothing."

Xie Zhiwei didn't know whether what Yan Yu said was true or not.If Immortal Wenyuan really knew that there would be bad news for his family, but did nothing, then he really... admired him.

Immortal cultivators who are obedient to the fate and inhumane like this are rare.

If it were Xie Zhiwei himself, even if he was asked to choose between the common people in the world and the Xie family's relatives, he would hesitate for a long time, and would never give up so simply like the immortal Wen Yuan.

But... Xie Zhiwei raised his thin eyelids, looked at Yan Yu's face, there were many thoughts hidden under Gu Jing's eyes.

"This matter involves Immortal Asking Yuan's secrets, where did you learn about it?" Xie Zhiwei asked, "He probably won't announce this scandal to the public."

Yan Yu folded his hands on his chest, with an unreal smile on his face, he pretended to be mysterious, and said, "Why don't you guess?"

Xie Zhiwei guessed that Yan Yu was the previous Demon Lord, so Xu had planted some eyeliners in the Mansion of Wenyuan and set up some hidden information transmission channels.And this kind of thing involves the territory of power, Yan Yu will definitely not tell him clearly.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhiwei didn't bother himself, and closed his mouth indifferently.

Only Xie Shi was still enthusiastically asking Yan Yu for more information about the secret realm of the Immortal Wenyuan.

He was worried about touching on the sad past related to Chen Yu, so he only asked about the topographical distribution in the secret territory and the characteristics of Yuan Xianren's exercises.

Sensing the cautiousness in his words, Yan Yu felt warm in his heart, gently stroked Xie Shi's black hair, and patiently answered him one by one.

At a certain moment, when Xie Zhiwei looked sideways at the two of them, he suddenly found that there was an extremely weird atmosphere between the two.

It felt as if they only had each other in the world in their eyes, and he was an outsider who couldn't get in.

Xie Zhiwei: "..."

"Ahem!" He pretended to cough twice inadvertently, showing his presence.

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