Endless darkness. This was the world that Zhou Bai saw at that moment.
He thought curiously, 'It's pitch black? Could it be the message from when the 20th hexagram was buried? But Em just said that this was a valid message … '
Just as Zhou Bai was feeling strange, the darkness in front of him suddenly changed.
Layers of fog came attacking from the darkness. The fog emitted a colorful light, and it was as if they could faintly see human figures moving about.
As the fog got closer, an image appeared in front of Zhou Bai. It was like a movie playing from a person's point of view.
…
A little boy dressed in a purple robe and wearing a jade hairpin on his head said arrogantly, "My name is Ji Wufan. Let me tell you, my father is the Purple Cloud Palace's Lord Immortal Xuan Cheng. The Purple Cloud Palace is the leader of the Seven Great Dao Meridians. If you serve me well now, I'll bring you back to the Purple Cloud Palace to enjoy a few years of immortal blessings!"
In front of the little boy, the three children listened to everything with respect and yearning. Then, they served the little boy by his side.
One of the youngest boys had quick-witted eyes. Taking advantage of the fact that his two companions were not around, he secretly asked, "Young Master, can I cultivate?"
"Hahahaha!" Ji Wufan laughed out loud and looked at the little boy with disdain. "You're greedy, you peasant. You want to cultivate?"
"Let me tell you today. Only those with Celestial bloodline can comprehend the Dao. You people with inferior bloodline can only farm for the rest of your lives without the approval of the Tendo. Don't even think about cultivating."
Hearing that, the little boy's face gradually turned gloomy. He clenched his fists and a voice kept echoing in his mind.
"Why?
"Why can't I cultivate since I was born from farming!"
…
When the influence of the fog dissipated, Zhou Bai thought to himself, 'Ji Wufan?'
He remembered that the person who had accepted 64 hexagrams and went up the Blind Mountain to ask for the Sutra of Foolishness was called Ji Wufan.
"Is this his childhood memory? Why did I see his childhood memory here? "
"But this guy was really annoying when he was young."
At that moment, another cloud of fog came in front of him. It flickered with constantly changing light and shadow.
Zhou Bai's eyes lit up. He knew that Em was right. This time, there was indeed more than one piece of effective information.
…
"Oh? You're leaving? "
Ji Wufan said in surprise, "Humph, if I were to show my face, I don't know how many people would want to suck up to me and be brought to the Purple Cloud Palace by me in the future. However, you want to go back to farming. Are you stupid?"
In front of Ji Wufan, the short boy bowed and said, "Master, my parents are old. I want to stay and take care of them.
The other two youths tried to persuade him. "Fang Hao, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"Young Master's status is so respected that any gift from him would be enough for our parents to enjoy forever. Why would we need you to take care of them?"
The short youth called Fang Hao knelt on the ground and said, "Please grant my wish, Young Master."
"Wufan" Ji "Fan" was. "I know." Ji "Wu Wufan sneered and turned and turned..
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Do you think you can seek immortality just because you're not under the control of the Purple Cloud Palace?
"With your inferior blood, don't even think about stepping onto the path of immortality."
"When I start cultivating, we will forever be on different paths."
With that, Ji Wufan turned around and walked away. The two boys quickly followed.
Fang Hao, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head and looked at the departing figure with yearning, anticipation, and jealousy.
…
Zhou Bai frowned. He felt that the memories he had seen these two times were useless.
At that moment, another cloud of fog floated over.
'How many memory fragments did I find this time? It seems like Em's method is right. '
…
Flames soared into the sky and the manor was filled with the shadows of swords and sabers. There were cries of killing.
Fang Hao carried Ji Wufan, who was covered in blood, and ran out with all his might.
Ji Wufan smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect a servant like you to rush back to save me."
Fang Hao said calmly, "Young Master, don't say anything. Close your eyes and rest well. I will definitely save you."
"Put me down. I'm already a cripple. There's no point in living. These assassins aren't weak and they didn't leave a single one alive. If you carry me and are discovered, you'll be dead …"
"Young Master, as long as you live, there will be hope."
Ji Wufan shook his head. He wanted to say something, but he felt a chill run down his spine. His consciousness became blurry and he fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, he found himself in a dark room.
He wanted to sit up, but he realized that there was nothing under his sleeves. He couldn't use any strength. Only then did he remember that his hands had been blown up in the battle.
"Young Master, you're awake."
Ji Wufan looked up and saw a figure standing in the darkness. "Fang Hao? Where is this? We escaped? It's a pity that I'm already a cripple. What's the use of escaping? "
The short Fang Hao stared at him nervously and said, "Young Master, don't be discouraged. There are so many magical Taoist techniques in this world. There must be one that can help you."
Ji Wufan, who was lying on the bed, said with a mocking smile, "My body is now incomplete. It's more than ten times more difficult to cultivate than before. What's the use of having a Taoist technique? I can't cultivate at all.
Besides, father has so many sons, so it's impossible for him to regenerate my severed limbs. My achievements in this life are limited. "
After saying that, Ji Wufan looked at Fang Hao and said, "You saved me this time. If you can return alive, what reward do you want?"
Fang Hao nodded and said expectantly, "I want to cultivate Taoist techniques."
The young man said casually, "You're of inferior blood. Tendo doesn't recognize you, so you can't cultivate Taoist techniques."
Fang Hao asked, "Why can't inferior blood cultivate Taoist techniques?"
Ji Wufan said, "This is the rule of heaven and earth. Tendo doesn't recognize inferior blood, so you can't cultivate Taoist techniques."
Fang Hao looked at Ji Wufan blankly. "Young Master, is there really no other way?"
Ji Wufan said, "There's no other way. However, since you saved me this time, I'll bring you back to Purple Cloud Palace in the future. At that time, I'll ask my father to give you some elixirs. Even if you can't cultivate, it won't be a problem for you to live for one or two hundred years. I'll also give you some gold and silver. It'll be enough for you to return to the foot of the mountain and enjoy wealth."
Fang Hao said with a disappointed expression, "Young Master, is there really no other way?"
Ji Wufan frowned. "I said there's no other way …"
Fang Hao said, "As long as I can enter the Dao … it doesn't matter even if I die."
Ji Wufan shook his head. "Even if you die, you won't be able to enter the Dao."
Fang Hao said in a daze, "Since I can't enter the Dao, what's the point of living?"
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