The scene in front of Xu Qi 'an changed from blurry to clear in less than a second.
Then, he found himself at the mouth of a valley. The valley was quiet, the flowers and plants were withered, and the trees were bare. It was bleak and quiet.
Xu Qi 'an closed his eyes and sensed the temperature and humidity of the air. He heaved a sigh of relief. It was not much different from Capital City's climate. This meant that the Initial Supervisor did not bring him out of Daibun or to the border.
For most high-ranked cultivators, apart from Warrior, the distance between dozens of miles and hundreds of miles was just a step.
The Warlock in white raised his hand, pressed his middle finger against his thumb, and flicked out a bead of blood. "Hum", the bead of blood hit the invisible air wall, and the air shook and rippled.
"This is a secret place that I spent a lot of effort to build. Only I or my bloodline can enter. Even the Supervisor can't enter. If you force your way in, it will only cause this place to collapse. "
The Warlock in white carried Xu Qi 'an and stepped into the barrier.
Xu Qi 'an passed through the thin, transparent barrier. The scenery in front of him changed completely. The valley was still a valley, but there were no plants, only a huge stone plate engraved with all kinds of incantations.
The stone plate was ten feet in diameter, covering almost every inch of the valley.
As soon as he saw the stone plate, Xu Qi 'an felt the familiar dizziness again. It was like a pregnant woman who could not help but want to vomit.
"I have carved this array on and off for more than thirty years. There are a total of one hundred and eight arrays combined into one. It is unparalleled in both offense and defense. Except for a Rank-1 Supervisor, it is difficult for anyone to break this place."
The Warlock in white explained in a gentle tone.
'Why is his secret place not far from Capital City …' Xu Qi 'an frowned, a doubt flashing through his mind.
Xu Qi 'an did not think too much about it, because his attention was attracted by a mummy sitting in the middle of the array.
The clothes worn by the mummy were a little strange. They were made of cloth and animal skin, with colorful stones hanging on the waist and layers of sweat towel hats on the head.
People from Nanjiang?
This was the typical Nanjiang clothing style.
"He, he's the former leader of the Heaven Gu Division?!" Xu Qi 'an's heart thumped as he voiced out his guess.
"That's right, he's the one who stole Daibun's fortune with me, the Heaven Venomous Old Man."
The Warlock in white answered every question. He was calm and collected as if everything was under his control.
"How did he die here?"
Xu Qi'an stared at the Initial Supervisor's face, which had been blurred out. His face was full of suspicion, as if to say, "Are you guys having an internal conflict?"
"He didn't have much lifespan left to begin with. He schemed with me for Daibun's destiny and suffered a backlash. Not long after the battle of Shanhai Pass ended, he died."
The Initial Supervisor sighed. "Stealing the fate of a nation will naturally result in a backlash. Even if I steal your fate now, I will also suffer a backlash. This is the price we have to pay. "
Lina once said that Old Man of Venomous Heaven's goal in seeking Daibun's providence was to restore the Confucian Sages's sculpture and reseal the Sorcerer God … Xu Qi'an pondered.
"Will he be willing to do this for you?"
A powerhouse who could scheme with Daibun's providence would definitely know his own lifespan and physical condition. Why would he do something like this?
The Warlock in white and Xu Qi'an stood side by side. They looked at the dried corpse in the center of the array and said,
"There is a price to pay for this gift. The price is to seal the Sorcerer God. This is my karma with him. You don't have to worry about it."
Xu Qi'an was silent for a while. He asked in a low voice, "Do I have to die?"
The Warlock in white remained silent.
Xu Qi'an turned his head and looked at him sincerely. "I don't care about this fate. It was originally yours. I can return it to you."
The Warlock in white said slowly,
"When you reach Rank Two and become a Path Fusing Warrior, you will be able to bear the consequences of having your fate extracted. But I can't wait that long.
"Wei Yuan is dead, Jeanne de Arc is dead, and the Dragon Vein is scattered. These are all major events. Qi cultivators have to take advantage of the situation. If you don't seize this opportunity, it will be too late when you reach Rank Two.
"To achieve great things, you have to seize the opportunity. You should understand."
He paused and sighed. "Moreover, when you become a Path Fusing Warrior, I may not be able to subdue you."
A trace of sadness flashed in Xu Qi'an's eyes. He immediately restrained his emotions and asked,
"How did you hide from the Supervisor and put the fate on me?"
This question had troubled him for a long time. It had to be known that the supervisor was a rank one warlock, and no one understood karmic luck better than him. How did the exceptional generation manage to silently let karmic luck sleep on his body for twenty years?
The Warlock in white looked at the dried corpse and said lightly, "This is not my ability. It is the Venomous Heaven Old Man's method. He used the same method to hide from the Supervisor and successfully steal the fate. "
"What method …" Xu Qi'an waited for a while, but the Warlock in white did not explain.
"The one who started the trouble should untie it. To extract your fate, I need his help and this array."
The Warlock in white carried Xu Qi'an. It seemed like he was playing it down, but in fact, he had placed him somewhere, right in front of the dried corpse.
He needed the help of this array to extract the fate. He had been planning this for thirty years … Xu Qi'an sighed inwardly. Old Silver Dollar's actions were far-reaching.
He did not resist, nor did he have the strength to resist.
After standing obediently, he asked, "I want to know if you can erase my name from the Heavenly Secrets."
The Warlock in white paused for a while and said, "Why do you ask?"
Xu Qi'an smiled expressionlessly.
"I'm just curious. To what extent can a person be shielded? To completely erase him from the world? How will the world react if a person who is known to the world is shielded? For example, the Emperor. For example, me.
"Will the world completely forget, or will their memories be distorted? What will happen if a person who has been shielded from the Heavenly Secrets reappears in the eyes of the people?
"What's the difference between a close relative of a person who has been shielded from the Heavenly Secrets and others?"
The Warlock in white looked at him and did not speak for a long time.
Xu Qi'an looked at him calmly. "What if I write things on the paper in advance, and if a close relative sees something that doesn't match his memory?"
…
On the official road in the suburbs of the capital.
Xu Pingzhi urged his horse to rush in the direction of Yunlu Academy. The Great Scholar Zhang Shen leisurely walked alongside the horse.
In front of them, a figure appeared. He was wearing a Confucian hat and an old Confucian robe, looking free and unrestrained.
"Dean?"
Zhang Shen was stunned for a moment and said in a surprised tone, "Why are you here?"
Dean Zhao Shou ignored him and took out three notes from his arms. He unfolded one of them, which read,
"If you forget to save (blank) tomorrow, please give the second note to Xu Pingzhi."
There was a blank paragraph in the middle. Save who? There was no writing on the paper, or it had been written, but it had been erased.
"What does this mean?"
Zhang Shen looked at the contents of the note and saw that Zhao Shou's face was unprecedentedly serious, which made him realize that the dean seemed to be in trouble.
Sitting on the horse, Xu Pingzhi frowned. He also saw the note shown by Zhao Shou. Although the Second Uncle Xu had never read a book, he was an official and had eaten the royal food for so many years. He would come into contact with books and words on a daily basis. It was impossible for him to be illiterate at all.
He could read most of the words on the note, except for two or three words.
"I just experienced a great battle, but I can't remember who I fought with, let alone the reason. Until I found these three notes on me. "
As Zhao Shou spoke, he unfolded the second note, on which was written in cinnabar:
"Second Uncle, save me!!"
These three striking red words were reflected in Xu Pingzhi's eyes. It was like his pupils had been hit by a strong light as they suddenly shrank.
It made his cheeks slightly twitch and large beads of sweat appear on his forehead.
Xu Pingzhi held his head as he painfully roared out. The veins on his forehead bulged out as he fell off the horse. His hands held his head as he rolled on the ground in pain, roaring out in pain.
Zhao Shou said in a deep voice, "Everything will be over!"
His words were the law.
The Second Uncle Xu's headache was a lot better. He took large mouthfuls of air and his face was no longer twisted from the pain. His entire body was covered in sweat, like he had just been fished out of the water.
Xu Pingzhi slowly stood up. His lips trembled and his rough face was covered in tears at some point.
"It seems like you've remembered something."
Zhao Shou's voice was gentle as he opened the third note. The content was, "Go to the War Hounds Mountain in the Sword State and find the Wulin League's old ancestor. You'll know when you get there."
… …
War Hounds Mountain, inside the stone door.
Wriggling chunks of meat were moving around a piece of paper. There was a line of words written on the paper.
"Wait for the Yunlu Academy's dean, Zhao Shou, to come and save people with him. This is very important."
"Wait for the Yunlu Academy's dean, Zhao Shou, to come and save people with him. This is very important."
"Wait for the Yunlu Academy's dean, Zhao Shou, to come and save people with him. This is very important."
"Important things must be said three times."
In the dark cave, an old voice echoed.
"Why is there a note here? It seems like I've forgotten something. I've been in closed door cultivation for many years, how can I come out so easily. This will consume the little lifespan I have left.
"Wait … …"
One of the chunks of meat wriggled and pulled out a letter from the corner. The letter was written:
"Senior, in the near future, this junior will encounter a great calamity. I hope you can help me. The reward is that I promise to give you a Nine Coloured Lotus Root within half a year to help you step into the Second Grade Dao Integration. "
In the grotto, the old voice echoed again, "Whose letter? Whose letter?"
The voice was a bit excited.
"I don't remember, but this letter was collected by me. This is enough to explain the problem. I seem to have forgotten something. That's right, Zhao Shou, wait for Zhao Shou … …"
The old voice muttered to himself.
… …
The white clothed Warlock smiled.
"Very interesting. I'm a bit surprised that you can think about these problems. But this is not important. It only takes a quarter of an hour to extract the destiny from your body. Even if the Supervisor repelled Tharlen Agu and rushed here, he wouldn't be able to destroy the array that I spent more than thirty years to draw in a quarter of an hour.
"Moreover, there is a method left behind by the Heaven Venomous Old Man that has an unknown characteristic."
An unknown characteristic … … This is the reason why destiny was hidden in my body for twenty years without being discovered? Xu Qi 'an suddenly understood. He sighed and said, "Yes.
"It's really watertight."
The white clothed Warlock did not speak again. He gently stepped his foot, and a Light shone from the soles of his feet, instantly "igniting" the entire array. Light spread like ripples, illuminating the incantations.
At this moment, a great sense of crisis arose in Xu Qi'an. Every hair on his body and every nerve was transmitting a "danger" signal.
This was the feedback given by a Spirit Refinement realm martial artist to a crisis warning.
But the corresponding image did not appear in his mind. This sense of crisis was mysterious and mysterious, as if it could not be captured.
Somehow, he felt that something in his body was moving away, floating up bit by bit, wanting to come out from the top of his head.
"The array is drawing away my luck …" Xu Qi was enlightened as if he had been enlightened.
At this moment, the extraction of destiny stopped, as if it had encountered an insurmountable barrier.
At this moment, the mummy in the center of the array slowly opened its eyes.
There were only sclera in its eyes, no pupils. It seemed to contain a terrible vortex.
Crack!
Xu Qi'an seemed to hear the sound of shackles breaking. A certain shackle that locked the destiny on him was broken, and nothing could stop the extraction of destiny.
Seeing this, the white clothed Warlock finally smiled.
Twenty years of planning had finally come to fruition today.
But the next moment, the smile on his face that had just appeared froze.
That boundless destiny that ordinary people could not see suddenly froze when it was about to leave Xu Qi'an, then slowly sank and fell back into his body.
"There are other destinies in your body that do not belong to Daibun!"
The white clothed Warlock said. His tone was indiscernible, but it became gloomy.
"Looks like I made the right bet."
Xu Qi'an was drenched in cold sweat. He felt a sense of exhaustion from both physical and mental exhaustion. He was not physically exhausted, but he was panting heavily. As he panted, he smiled and said:
"I have now confirmed two things. First, the destiny that you hid in my body has been refined by you through the means of a Qi cultivator. As for the other portion of destiny in my body, you have not refined it, so it does not belong to you.
"Second, you are different from the Supervisor. The Supervisor's plan is based on the means of his' Mandate of Heaven '. "However, as a Rank Two Qi cultivator, you are still in the category of a human. You do not know everything. For example, you do not know that I once had a fortuitous encounter and obtained a portion of destiny of unknown origin. It seems that the two portions of destiny seem to have merged, so you can't take out the portion that belongs to you.
"Ha, haha, hahaha …"
His smile gradually became exaggerated. There was a sense of relief after surviving a disaster, as well as the lingering fear of walking through the gates of hell!
The white clothed Warlock did not refute, as if tacitly agreeing. He smiled and said:
"It will just take a little more time. It is not difficult for a Qi cultivator to refine an additional portion of destiny. On the contrary, I want to thank you for your gift, which allowed me to obtain a rich amount of destiny. "
"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha …"
Xu Qi'an was still laughing, laughing like a lunatic.
As he laughed and laughed, tears came out of his eyes.
The white clothed Warlock frowned. There was a rare hint of displeasure in his tone: "What are you laughing at?"
Xu Qi'an wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. He looked at the white clothed Warlock with some sorrow and hatred. He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:
"Should I call you the Supervisor's eldest disciple, or the Xu family's Literati Star, your excellency Xu? Or should I call you Dad? "
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