Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The feeling of being suddenly withdrawn from the memory is not good.

The moment he came back to his senses, Wu Xingxue heard countless mixed voices.

He could hear Xiao Fuxuan saying "I've seen you in the world", he could hear the storytelling and hawking in Luohuashan City, he could also hear the wind in Jingguan, the faint crying of ghosts, and the ringing of the bell on the high tower.

There was even the vague voice of an unknown soul lingering after being freed and asking him "Who are you" when he cut off the chaotic thread.

……

Too much too much.

But in the end, the voices in these memories dissipated, and only one thought remained——

This is the tower.

This tall tower in the secret land of the sealed family is the one where Sanxiu lived.

Wu Xingxue walked through the phantom of the Shenmu and looked at the tower they were in.

Under the sweep of Xiao Fuxuan's sword energy, the whole tower was in a mess, the rafter beams were smashed and broken, and the white jade essence wrapped inside and the branches of the sacred tree were scattered on the ground.

There is no trace of the past at all.

Its appearance has changed, its structure is slightly different, and the ancient clock on the top is nowhere to be seen.Even if the casual cultivator who lived in the tower stood here, he might not be able to recognize him.

To be precise, it is impossible to recognize.

Because at the end of that past, after Wu Xingxue cut off the chaotic lines, the tower had already been destroyed——

That loose cultivator may have lost his vitality and was unable to recover; maybe he was tired of the constant struggle and backtracking, or maybe the good side has gained the upper hand...

He threw a spell, and sat upright in the tower with his eyes closed, and was buried in the boundless flames together with the tower.

According to common sense, since the tower has been destroyed, it is impossible to reappear.

Everyone in the world would think so, except Wu Xingxue.

Because in Wu Xingxue's eyes, a destroyed tower can reappear intact.

But not in this world, but in a certain line.

If the Heavenly Edict had accidentally missed a line and the Ling King hadn't cut it, then all the people and things on that line would continue to move forward in time.

The casual cultivator can do without casting that spell, and the tower can continue to exist.

They are now standing in a line that has not been cut.

"No wonder……"

Wu Xingxue murmured softly

No wonder Ning Huaishan and Yi Wusheng said that Feng Shulan's age was not right, and they had never heard of Feng Huiming.

Because this place is not on the same line as the present world at all, this is a branch of the past.

***

But even if the branches are chaotic, there is a cause and effect, and there will be no unreasonable involvement.

Generally speaking, even if this tower has not been destroyed and continues to exist, it has the deepest relationship with that loose cultivator.

But now, it appeared in the secret land of the Feng family, and was included in its own territory by the Feng family circle.

That would be very intriguing.

Either the Feng family had a close relationship with that casual cultivator, and the casual cultivator left or died and left the tower to the Feng family.

Or it was the most common reason—fearing that the evil and forbidden techniques left in the tower would cause harm to the world, the Feng family, as a practitioner, enclosed the dangerous land in their own town, but they had some selfish intentions in the town, so they started With the help of the power of the sacred tree in the tower to help him practice.

Or...for some reason, the Feng family needed to use this tower to do something, so they included it in their territory.

Wu Xingxue was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a clang of swords.

The sword with the word "Mian" drew an arc in the air, went straight to Feng Huiming, and nailed it to the wall against his neck.

Feng Huiming's face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on the trembling sword.

He didn't just sit still, he saw him suddenly slipping down, lying on the ground while avoiding the blade, and then supported it with both hands.

He turned sideways, trying to grab his sword.

Hearing the sound of "boom", the sword with the word "Mian" was still pulled out from the wall and pinned precisely in front of his hand, as if he had already anticipated his action.

If he stretched an inch further, the sword would have pierced his palm.

Feng Huiming gasped, turned around and rolled again——

Blocked by the sword against the face again!

He struggled several times, and finally his neck, hands and feet, and even the top of his head were firmly pressed against by the golden sword shadow. If he moved a little more, he would be dead on the spot.

"You—" Feng Huiming's eyes were tearing open but he couldn't move. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Shangxian has something to say, why bother to push him so hard!"

Hearing Xiao Fuxuan's voice, he asked him in a deep voice: "Why is this tower in your house?"

Wu Xingxue was startled at first.

Then he realized that Xiao Fuxuan's vigor was still entangled in his heart, he could hear what he was thinking in his heart, and naturally knew what he had planned just now.

Feng Huiming's eyes were bloodshot: "I don't know!"

He rolled his eyes back and forth, looking at the sword energy that was resisting his vital points, and said again: "I really don't know!"

Xiao Fuxuan said coldly, "You know."

He gasped, stunned for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice: "How did I know?! This tower was already there when I came to the Feng family! All I know is what the owner told me. I told you earlier Say it! This is my secret land, the owner has always told me so, and I have always listened to it! This is my secret land, the tower built by my family, I—”

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xingxue had already arrived in front of him, lowered his head and interrupted: "It seems that you really know that I was almost bluffed by you just now."

At first he thought that Xiao Fuxuan's words were deceiving Feng Huiming, but soon realized that it was not, Feng Huiming should know something...

Feng Huiming argued: "Wha... I didn't, what I said is the truth, not a single word of falsehood!"

Wu Xingxue said: "Really, but your reaction is wrong."

Feng Huiming was startled: "What do you mean?"

"If you really don't know anything, you will believe what the Patriarch says, and think that this pagoda was built by your Feng family." Wu Xingxue pointed at Xiao Fuxuan, "Then he just asked you 'Why is this pagoda in your house? ’, you should justly say that the tower built by your house is not in your house, where else can it be?”

Wu Xingxue paused for a moment, and then said: "Or...even if there is a little incomprehensible expression."

As Wu Xingxue said, he lifted his robe and squatted down, looking down at Feng Huiming, his voice slowly sank: "But you didn't, you answered too fast."

He answered so quickly without even a trace of doubt, which meant that he understood Xiao Fuxuan's question.It also shows that he knows... This tower shouldn't be in the Feng family.

Feng Huiming's whole body froze, staring at Wu Xingxue, his lips were greyish due to his tight pursing.This gave him a strange dead air.

Wu Xingxue frowned.

He almost thought it was an illusion, and looked at Feng Huiming carefully, and was about to reach out to find out, when he heard Xiao Fuxuan's voice approaching instantly, saying: "You are dying, do you know that?"

These words were too straightforward, and Feng Huiming immediately changed his face.

Even Ning Huaishan who came with him was startled, and whispered, "Is it true?"

Xiao Fuxuan didn't answer.

Feng Huiming pursed his lips even more, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't say a word.

That gray-white dead air became more and more obvious, and it was impossible to stop it.Coupled with his reaction, even Ning Huaishan gave a "tsk" and said, "It seems to be true! Do you know it yourself? Why don't you say anything."

"I can live." After a while, Feng Huiming said hoarsely, "I have found a way, I will not die, the Feng family...the current situation of the Feng family cannot do without me, I will not die."

When he said these words suddenly, Wu Xingxue raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Xiao Fuxuan.

Wu Xingxue said through voice transmission through the energy in his heart: "Xiao Fuxuan, why is he dying? I think the death energy on him is strange, it doesn't seem like there is something wrong with his body."

Xiao Fuxuan scanned Feng Huiming, then stretched out his hand to probe the opponent's spirit, and replied through voice transmission: "It seems to be some kind of life-changing forbidden technique."

Wu Xingxue: "Change life?"

Xiao Fuxuan gave a "hmm" and said, "The other person should be dead."

Wu Xingxue understood.

Someone wants to exchange Feng Huiming with a dead person.

This kind of technique is still in progress, and maybe half of it has been completed, that's why Feng Huiming is haunted by this kind of unknown death.

In fact, if you want to provoke Feng Huiming's truth, saying these few words in front of him is the most effective, because no one can accept that you have been changed, and you are still the one who was sacrificed.

That's really sad...

But Wu Xingxue chose to transmit the sound instead of sealing the emblem.

In fact, even if Feng Huiming didn't say anything, they can still make a rough guess now——

With Feng Huiming's status in the Feng family, the only person who could do something like this to him was the head of the entire Feng family.

Moreover, since the technique is forbidden, there must be some not-so-bright means, either ghosts or evil things.

In this way, there seems to be a clue as to why Sanxiu's high tower is in the Feng family.

Wu Xingxue asked again through voice transmission: "Can you find out who gave his life?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "I'll try."

Wu Xingxue nodded.

Ning Huaishan on the side blinked, looked at them several times, and a question mark slowly appeared on the top of his head: "City Lord, why did you suddenly nod? Did someone say something?"

Wu Xingxue: "..."

Ning Huaishan: "Am I deaf?"

After he finished asking, he came to understand again with a sudden understanding: "Oh, sound transmission..."

Wu Xingxue figured it out when she saw him, and was about to follow him, when she felt someone poked her arm, Ning Huaishan's pitiful voice came over: "City Lord, don't just tell Tiansu, you're like me. Panic."

Wu Xingxue: "?"

"Why are you panicking?" Wu Xingxue was stupefied.

"I'll think I'm doing something stupid again, and you're thinking about how to punish me."

Convinced, how many stupid things have to be done to have such an idea.

Wu Xingxue said heartily.

He was about to say to Ning Huaishan, "If you are really panicked, you can pass it on too", but before he could open his mouth, he felt the energy entangled in his heart, as if he had been lightly pinched, leading him away. attention.

Wu Xingxue turned her head to look at Xiao Fuxuan, and heard Tianxiu's voice close to her heart: "I found it."

Wu Xingxue immediately ignored Ning Huaishan, and asked, "Who is it for?"

"Who doesn't know, but it's under the tower." Xiao Fuxuan said, raised his hand to grab it, and took the "free" sword back into his palm, then put one hand against the hilt of the sword, pointed the tip of the sword to the ground, and smashed it neatly——

Tens of thousands of cracks appeared on the ground sealed by the cold stone, and spread rapidly in all directions along the place where the sword tip was nailed.

The moment the ground collapsed, Feng Huiming finally blurted out: "No! Don't open—"

At that moment, he ignored the threat of sword energy and raised his hand to cover his eyes.He tightly closed his eyes, and even closed his hearing, just not wanting to see things under the tower.

Because once he saw it, he had to admit that he was the one to be sacrificed from beginning to end.

***

The ground subsided only an inch before it suddenly stopped.

Countless white chains rushed out, and amidst the sound of "crashing" gold and stones, they penetrated into every crevice of the gravel, and then emerged from another.

In the blink of an eye, those chains were intertwined into a giant net, which forcibly engulfed the broken ground, preventing it from collapsing downward.

who? !

Wu Xingxue turned her head and looked towards where the chain came from.

The pagoda door was opened, and there was still the residual brightness of the mysterious lightning flashing outside the door. A figure stood outside the pagoda door, holding the other end of the chain with both hands.

The man seemed to be in his prime, standing upright.Most people in Xianmen are like this, which is not surprising.But under the light, his face was full of decay, and there were two deep lines around his lips.

It is hard to change the voice and appearance of a practitioner, and it will not become like this after a mere hundred years.This man must have lived a long, long time.

Because the folds are always downward, there is always a bit of mean anger on his face.

The visitor's eyes swept across the collapsed tower, and he moved his lips: "I heard from my disciples that a rare guest came here in the middle of the night and was attracted here by the emblem."

Judging from this tone, I am afraid that he is the head of the Feng family.

"My disciples are still young, and they can't speak clearly when they panic. I have already rested, and my mind is a little sleepy. After listening for a long time, I am still very confused. I only heard that the guest is not young. It seems to be a fairy."

He said "it seems to be a fairy", but his tone was very cold, and there was no deep sense of awe.

After all, the Feng family took care of Luohuashan City and guarded the land forbidden by the sacred tree. Not only did he have a special status in the world, but even in the face of some little immortals, as the head of the Feng family, he was never afraid.

Holding the chain, he raised his foot and stepped over the threshold of the high tower. While tightening the chain, he continued: "Since it is the celestial guest coming to the door, how can the elders and disciples rush to greet you? It is really impolite. So I came here specially. After a while, let's see which immortal in Xiandu has time, is so curious about this tower of my Feng family, and made such a noise, I—"

He entered the tower, and finally looked back from the broken ground, looking at the "so-called immortal" in the tower...

Then I couldn't say it anymore.

When he swept past Xiao Fuxuan, his face tightened.

When sweeping over Wu Xingxue, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his thin lips almost trembled.

"you……"

Wu Xingxue raised an eyebrow.

"This reaction is so strange, as if the head of the family recognizes me." He whispered to Xiao Fuxuan, "but I have no impression of him at all."

Xiao Fuxuan didn't respond.

After a while, he said: "You have no impression of many people."

Wu Xingxue: "?"

He suddenly remembered the words "I saw you in the world" and "in Beijing" that Xiao Fuxuan said when he was in Xiandu, but he really had no impression of this at all, and always thought that the other party just happened to pass by and saw you.

Listening to this sudden sentence now, it seems... different from what he thought?

But at this moment, it is not a good time to test and inquire.

Because after seeing him, the Patriarch of the Feng family stiffened all over, but in the end he tightened the chains on his hands round and round.Perhaps it was an illusion, he suddenly had a feeling of "breaking the boat", as if he knew that tonight was destined to end badly, but there was no other way.

He tightened the chain, lowered his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Even the two of you... I will not let go of this chain tonight."

Wu Xingxue said: "You recognize me?"

The folds at the corners of the head of the Feng family's mouth twitched, and after a long time, he said, "I was born... I was mistaken for a sorcery when I was young, and almost died."

Wu Xingxue was startled.

The reason why the legend of Shenmu spread back then was that occasionally there would be such a person who was on the verge of death due to an accident, but was lucky enough to be saved.

Those people have all seen Shenmu with their own eyes.

There are also rumors that after seeing Shenmu Huaren, he stepped into the temple in the middle of the night and put a jade carving on the altar.

The person who said this had also seen him with his own eyes.

"Perhaps because of this fairy fate, I was able to guard the Luohuatai later." The head of the Feng family said, his voice hoarse and slow.

"Xianyuan... Fortunately..." Wu Xingxue repeated the two words softly, bent down to pick up the fallen branches of the sacred tree, and said, "Then you tell me, these broken branches, this tower, and you are the ones who stopped me Where did this piece of land that is not allowed to collapse come from the fairy fate, and where did you get lucky?"

Wu Xingxue swept around the field and said, "I don't see how this has anything to do with immortals, let alone where luck lies."

The face of the Patriarch of the Feng family was even more ugly, almost showing a rare sense of embarrassment.

Xiao Fuxuan slammed the sword on the ground, wiped off the speck of dust that just splashed on the back of his finger, and said, "Either you say it, or I force it."

The Patriarch of the Feng family raised his eyes abruptly, and then slowly lowered his eyes, his shoulders were extremely tense, and his neck was almost bruised, but he was still holding the chain, without any intention of letting go: "I have traveled so far, That being the case, it doesn’t make sense to say it or not to say it.”

Xiao Fuxuan replied in a deep voice, "Okay."

The moment the voice fell, his hand holding the sword exerted strength.

The entire tower suddenly set off a huge vortex, almost penetrating the sky and the earth.The wind vortex is like a long dragon, twisting and absorbing everything around it.

Broken rafters and beams, futons on niches, metal stones and iron stones, none of them were spared.

Even Ning Huaishan and Feng Huiming had to wedge a long sword into the ground and hold themselves tightly so as not to be sucked into the vortex.

It was as if everything was deformed in the hurricane, and the chains all over the ground slammed into each other, sparks splashed under the impact.

No matter how difficult it is for them to lock the cold stone ground, those thick stones were broken inch by inch in the wind, and turned into powder in an instant.

The next moment, Xiao Fuxuan swiped his long sword, and the golden light swept across all the chains.

Magical artifacts and practitioners have always been linked by spirits and gods. The moment the chain was broken, the head of the Feng family could no longer control himself, and let out a long howl.

The meridians all over his body are floating on the skin, looking hideous and terrifying.But he keeps throwing out new chains—

For every broken one, he made up another one.

If ten roots are broken, he will make up ten.

……

The sounds of breaking and snapping overlapped one after another, but in the end he was the first to lose.

The raised veins on his body split from nowhere, and the blood flowed down, along the arm and then to the fingers, dyeing the chains red.

When the first chain was not connected, he lost all strength and staggered.

Then came the second, third...

In the blink of an eye, all the chains on one side were cut off.

The Patriarch pulled away suddenly, and half-kneeled on the ground in the strong wind.

The next moment, the other side was completely cut off.

There was a loud bang, and the white chains were all shattered, collapsing along with the cold stone ground.What was beneath the tower was revealed.

Wu Xingxue first saw two coffins, placed in a huge formation, surrounded by candles.

Then, he heard tens of thousands of screams and screams...

The last time he heard such a voice was in Jingguan, where there are countless graves.

Not only does it sound like it, it smells like it too.

It was as if someone had lured tens of thousands of dead people from Beijing Temple here and sealed them under the pagoda. While raising these two coffins, they practiced the forbidden art of exchanging lives.

Normally speaking, people with a radius of hundreds of miles can feel such a fierce and sinister aura soaring into the sky.

However, the rafters of this high tower are embedded with broken branches of the sacred tree, and the power of the divine tree happens to be able to cover up these evil spirits.At the same time, these ominous yin energy can just cover the aura of the broken branches of the sacred tree.

Rather, they complement each other in another sense.

Wu Xingxue's face darkened.

No wonder the aura of the sacred wood here made him both familiar and unfamiliar, and it was also tinged with a sense of evil, all thanks to the things sealed under the ground.

"Who is in the coffin?" Wu Xingxue asked in a deep voice.

The Patriarch of the Feng family was covered in blood, clutching the shattered white chain, knelt among the collapsed rubble, stared blankly at the two coffins, and laughed hoarsely after a while.

After a long time, he replied, "Those are my son and daughter."

Children?

Wu Xingxue frowned, and subconsciously glanced at Feng Huiming.

Feng Huiming clutched the hilt of the sword, and knelt on the ground without strength, with his head lowered, and even his breathing was trembling.

From this point of view, the so-called life-changing is to exchange Feng Huiming for his dead sons and daughters.

The Patriarch of the Feng family only had coffins in his eyes.

While bleeding, he said softly: "...my son is a gentleman, open-minded and gentle, and even a little thinner. My beloved daughter is two years younger, talented and intelligent, with excellent bones, and a temper like steel... "

When those sons and daughters were very young, he thought about it, if they grow up in the future.His position as the head of the family can be passed on to a daughter with good roots.As for the son, he will be an auxiliary elder, in charge of the pills and the medical hall.

The brothers and sisters were able to support the facade of the Feng family, and it became a good story.

such a pity……

The two children died before they were adults, on the same day, in the same manner, and there was no warning before.Others didn't know why the brother and sister died, they lamented and lamented, and they didn't know how to comfort him, so they could only say "sorry" to him.

But as his own father, he knew clearly in his heart...

At the beginning, when he was young, he fell into a magic spell by mistake, and he was about to die, but he was rescued by force.The way to save him is not bright, and he also knows that he will have to pay some price in the future.

But he never thought that the price would fall on his children.

He had ridiculed ten thousand times: They sealed off their family to kill evil spirits, why would they suffer such retribution?

It's really... unreasonable.

So he refused to accept it.

He tried his best to compete with his life, to bring his beloved sons and daughters back from the coffin, and to bring them back to life and make their families shine.

He finally found a life-changing forbidden technique, which is difficult to say, but simple to say.

Even if we need the souls of the dead, we also need the lives of the living.

Use the dead to spread the forbidden technique, and then find a living person to exchange his life for his life.

One or two dead people is not enough, he needs thousands or even tens of thousands of dead people to pave a way to change lives.Therefore, he stretched out his hand to Jingguan, which has huge graves and buried countless dead souls.

But he didn't expect that a casual cultivator came to Jingguan, and built a tall tower on the spot, patrolling and guarding it day and night.If the casual cultivator stayed there for one more day, he would delay one day.

He moved his hands and feet a little.

So not long after... the casual cultivator became obsessed and fell into evil ways, and that high tower became a place where filth was hidden.

Whether he kills or seals him, he is famous as a teacher.