"Leader? Your surname is Yu? "
It was unknown when Fang Xian had stopped, but she was sizing up the young girl with interest.
"Yes … yes."
Yu Xiaolou raised her head and finally saw the face of the 'senior'.
The beggar's clothes were tattered, but the material seemed to be pretty good. The beard on his face hadn't been shaved for a long time, and his face couldn't be seen clearly. However, his eyes were as bright as the stars, like the pitch-black sky, hiding an indescribable horror.
Yu Xiaolou lowered her head. If she took another look, she felt that her soul would be sucked into the black whirlpool.
"So fast … In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed."
Fang Xian sighed and said with a sigh.
"Senior, do you know my ancestor?"
Yu Xiaolou bit her lips and asked curiously.
But if he did, shouldn't he pay his respects at the next level?
Even the youngest ancestor on this level had been dead for several hundred years …
"That's right … After meeting an old friend, I have one less thing to worry about …" Fang Xian took out a scripture, "This is a cultivation technique from the Shushan Celestial Realm. It can only be cultivated to the Primordial Spirit Realm. It is not that outstanding, so I will give it to you …"
The cultivation technique he created had too many problems, so it was best not to take it out to harm others.
However, Fang Xian had reincarnated many times and had a rich collection. This scroll was one of the spoils of war he obtained from the Shushan Celestial Realm.
Now that the Xin Wu Country and the Shushan Celestial Realm had merged, it would definitely be useful.
"What … It is actually a cultivation technique that can be cultivated all the way to the Primordial Spirit Realm?"
Yu Xiaolou took it, her hands trembling.
The Xin Wu Country was small and poor. More importantly, there were no Spirit Veins or special products, so cultivators didn't care about them.
Even those at the very top could only get their hands on unranked Rogue Cultivator inheritances, and they often treated them as treasures.
To be able to cultivate all the way to the Primordial Spirit Realm was already a top-notch cultivation technique.
"Could it be … that this ancestor was also a cultivator, which was why he could live so long?"
Yu Xiaolou looked at Fang Xian and suddenly had a thought.
"Yuan Spirit … is considered End Realm? Don't those immortals who transcend tribulations care about face? "Fang Xian laughed.
"I've heard of this before … It's said that ever since a peerless demon appeared in the Shushan's Wonderland and broke the cycle of reincarnation, the world changed and the path to immortality was cut off. No one has been able to become an immortal ever since …"
Yu Xiao Lou replied while trembling with fear.
"So that's how it is … But to be able to form a Primordial Spirit is already not bad. Your future cultivation will depend on yourself."
Fang Xian waved his hand and disappeared.
Yu Xiao Lou was at a loss: "Senior … you still haven't told me your name …"
Unfortunately, other than her, there was no one else in the Ancestral Hall.
…
"The path to immortality has been severed?"
Fang Xian had arrived at the gate of Yue Mountain County City, looking up at the sky.
His eyesight surpassed that of ordinary people, and he seemed to be able to see a flash of sword light. He could not help but reveal a smile at the corners of his mouth.
"It's true … That demon … is back!"
Hidden Sword Master rode on his flying sword and ran for his life.
He was in his thirties, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind, looking like an immortal. But at this moment, he could not wait to control his two flying swords and escape from this place.
Hidden Sword Master was an external affairs disciple of the Shushan Sword School, and he was at the level of Divinity.
In the Shushan's Wonderland, disciples of this level were all Rogue Immortals, and could live for hundreds of years. If they went to the Xin Wu Imperial Palace, from the Empress Dowager to the Emperor, they would have to be very respectful.
However, the Xin Wu Imperial Palace was poor in spirit energy, and even those who had just started cultivating would not want to stay here for long.
The reason why Hidden Sword Master was hiding here was naturally for a mission, a great humiliation to the Shushan Sword School.
Back then, when the cycle of reincarnation was broken and the world changed, the path to immortality in the Shushan World was cut off, but many small worlds were annexed.
The other small worlds were ordinary, but this Xin Wu Imperial Palace had a legendary figure called White Tiger Deity – Fang Xian!
That name was already a taboo in the Shushan World!
Back then, when the two Essence Soul Dao Lords died, the new Sect Master of the Shushan Sword School, Zhuge Wenxian, ordered people to investigate, and the results made everyone in the Shushan Sword School look at one another.
Be it appearance, name or personality … the former White Tiger Deity of the Xin Wu Imperial Palace seemed to be the same person as the fiend who caused the Great Samsara Tribulation!
Even the time roughly matched.
For mortals, it was somewhat unbelievable that someone could be reborn in another world after death.
But for immortal cultivators, it was understandable.
At that time, someone in the Shushan Sword School threatened to destroy the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building, leaving no one alive.
However, Zhu Yingzi strongly opposed it, and the Shushan Sword School was not a Demon Sect after all. The people in the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building had nothing to do with Fang Xian, so they managed to escape.
However, Zhuge Wenxian was proficient in Heavenly Secrets and felt that the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building might be able to find key clues about the fiend in the future. Therefore, he issued a mission in the sect.
There had always been disciples of the Shushan Sword School lurking in the Xin Wu Imperial Palace. On one hand, they were monitoring the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building, and on the other hand, they were fulfilling the duties of a righteous sect.
Hidden Sword Master didn't think much of it at first.
If it wasn't for the mission, he wouldn't have come to such a small place that was almost devoid of spirits.
But he didn't expect that he would actually meet the real person today!
Even a glance at the fiendgod-like figure almost caused him to go berserk!
At this moment, he wanted to cry but had no tears.
"The previous Senior Brothers all did well … Why did I end up like this when it's my turn?"
Hidden Sword Master desperately used a few mental cultivation techniques to increase his Essence Qi. He only had one thought in his mind: "Faster! Hurry up! I don't want to see that fiend who broke the cycle of reincarnation … Wait, didn't that fiend die under the Heavenly Tribulation? Unfortunately, most of the cultivators of the same generation have reached the end of their lifespans. I can only ask the Sect Master … "
Hidden Sword Master flew for a thousand miles in one breath. Just when he was feeling lucky that he escaped with his life, he suddenly saw a colorful fog in front of him.
"Huh?"
He pressed his sword and wanted to go around it.
The colorful fog didn't stand on ceremony and spread towards him.
When he looked closely, he realized that it was a group of colorful moths.
They flapped their wings and scattered colorful powder, covering the sky and the earth.
"Strange, how can moths catch up with my flying sword?"
Hidden Sword Master shook his head: "Could it be some kind of monster?"
If it was any other time, he would even dare to fight with the Gold Pill with his flying sword, but today was not the time.
He used his sword energy to protect himself and wanted to run away.
But all of a sudden, he saw those moths gathering together, seemingly forming a colorful giant eye?
The giant eye was cold and emotionless, with an extreme demonic intent, it glanced at him indifferently.
Many moths flew towards him like moths to a flame.
They treated the sword energy as if it was nothing and directly jumped into Hidden Sword Master's mouth.
"Blergh …"
Hidden Sword Master covered his throat and his vision suddenly went black.
The moths, the giant eye … All disappeared as if it was just a dream.
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