These slightly complimentary words failed to attract more later words from Master, but instead seemed to have caused the atmosphere to break down.

Xi looked up after saying that.

He saw the master staring at the word "ghost" in his box, his expression a little complicated.

Is there any problem...

Xi Gang wanted to ask, thinking of this true stele of origin, the master said just now that he didn't know much, so he stopped.

"Master plans to pass this thing to me?"

The box had been handed over to his hands. When Xi Duo asked this question, he was essentially asking how to use this thing.

He secretly tried it with sword intent, spiritual thoughts, etc., but he didn't respond.

Drops of blood?

You have to wait until the master leaves before you can try it.

"It's not for you to use now." The master smiled rare, but laughed.

He looked into the distance, without explaining much, but said unquestionably:

"Do not show this thing to others, including the Lord of the Taoist Palace."

"In the future, if I succeed, you will understand how this thing is used, and you can use this to transform your way."

"If I fail, you will hand over this thing to kill me... to the Eight Lords An."

"Ah?" Xi was shocked, "Why? The sword ghost has been made, and Master is not a success? Then, if success or failure, how should I define it?"

"I have no idea……"

The omnipotent and omniscient master always talks about this true stele of origin, his eyes are confused and ignorant, like a golden bird in a cage.

He had no choice but to say in a conjecture tone:

"But then, maybe, he will know."

...

Under Fusang City, ghosts and spirits transform.

Next to the dilapidated low wall, Xi appeared, holding a wooden box wrapped in black cloth in his hand.

There is no one else around.

The aura here is very terrifying and weird, and instinctively makes people want to retreat.

Xi suppressed the urge to turn around and leave, and did not retreat.

His eyes swept over the sword fairy Liu Fuyu and nodded slightly to greet him.

After quickly looking at the slightly unfamiliar woman with cloudy hair next to her, she thought for a while and recognized that this should be the legendary figure.

A Moon Palace slave...

I was shocked and dared not speak nonsense, so I just pretended not to know him.

Xi looked at the woman in black dress in the center of the three women. The black chicken lying on her head, staring at him straight... the wooden box in her hand!

"Long time no see, Miss Zhiwen."

Xi did not give much greetings, quickly cut into the subject and handed out the wooden box wrapped in black cloth in his hand:

"In Xia Xi, the long lamp of the family Shihua."

"Master is destined to be. At this moment, this thing should have offered the eighth sword...the Eighth Patriarch, but I have no way to get close to me, so I can only come and disturb you."

Even if there is one of them, this thing was used to save his life after the master died, so as to avoid the sage slave from settled the accounts and settled them on his head.

Xi Wuxin was like this, and he told him everything that he knew that under the insight of the person who was as insightful as a fire, nothing could escape.

who?

Of course it was the sword-holding chicken lying on Miss Zhiwen’s head!

"Eight masters are familiar with..."

Yu Zhiwen muttered, and said to the side of her pretty face, "That should be for Sister Yue?"

The Moon Palace slave did not move.

As powerful as her, you can see the firmness and intelligence of this young man who suddenly appeared.

This wooden box was not for Bazunan or herself from beginning to end, but for Yu Zhiwen, or Xu Xiaoshou on her head.

"Feel sorry."

Sure enough, Xi's eyes were not squinting, and his tone was soft and hard: "This thing may be personally inspired by Shou's master."

The slave in the Moon Palace did not move at all and did not feel angry.

The black chicken then raised its chicken wings and pointed the fish Zhiwen under it.

Don't let it go.

Yu Zhiwen took the wooden box and his expression became extremely serious. He asked while dismantling the black cloth:

"What else did He tell?"

As soon as these words were said, Xi knew that it was impossible for him to talk to him that Yu Zhiwen, the leader of the Taoist radical, but Suo Yu.

No matter how smart Miss Zhiwen is, she can’t ask so deeply in the first sentence, and it is even more impossible to be so sharp.

But Xu Xiaoshou...

Xi, suddenly felt dazed.

If the eight masters are one foot taller than the sky, how should Master Shou evaluate it?

The reason why he came to the door was that even the Eight Zun An and the Moon Palace slaves ignored it was because the situation evolved to this point, and the storm became more and more intense, and he still couldn't see Master Suo.

The first step of the Eight Masters of the Eight Masters is to win over the Three Ancestors from abroad!

He is not a few years older than himself...

Xi didn't dare to get distracted, so he quickly restrained his mind and said, "Master has something to say, but he doesn't know."

Yu Zhiwen was stunned and his mouth opened slightly.

But the black chicken lay down and stared at Xi, but she didn't continue to make a sound.

Xi quickly said, "Master said, wait for the eighth ancestor... to get this thing, 'maybe, he will know'."

The wooden box is opened and the word "ghost" inside is presented.

The Moon Palace Nu glanced slightly and subconsciously wanted to explain, but Yu Zhiwen had already spoken out:

"The Origin True Stele: Ghost?"

"Advance, you know something else, say it."

He really knew... Xi'e secreted a small bead of sweat, and inexplicably felt the pressure was high, and he blurted out unconsciously:

"When Master gave me this thing, he once said that one of the reasons why he changed from ghost swordsmanship to the way of soul cultivation is this thing."

"In addition, when he obtained this thing, he also obtained the God's Intestine."

Guidance?

The Moon Palace Nu had a slightly slight eye and heard it was a bit strange.

But if it was Hua Changdeng, even if it was aware of it, wouldn’t know that this was a guide. He had ever been guided?

If you can cultivate all the "mind ghosts", the guidance of the ancestor god may not be good at it. At least you have mastered the ability to resist guidance.

Yu Zhiwen's face became solemn. He didn't know what he heard, and continued to ask:

"What else?"

"No, it's gone." Xi reacted. The master was afraid of what the eight masters knew, but there was no need to say much.

"This is not enough." Yu Zhiwen Zhen shook his head gently, "Either you swallowed something, or Hua Chang... Hua Zu, even you have reservations."

This is impossible!

Xi subconsciously wanted to refute, Yu Zhiwen said: "When will Huazu get this thing?"

Master has not mentioned the specific time for this, but based on speculation...

"It should have happened a long time ago. He didn't go out during the screens and candles, that was at least thirty years ago?" Xi guessed.

The black chicken said nothing, but just held Yu Zhiwen's ears with her wings and gently twisted his head to the side of her "character in history".

Ask what this young man is doing?

Ask the elderly!

fool!

Yes, time... The Moon Palace Nu realized that he had overlooked something and his expression became solemn:

"When the Eight Lord An first battle with Hua Changdeng, he had already mastered the Lord of Fengdu and had the prototype of the Shenting Yin Cao. He should have just been in the stage of fusion of the Shenting Court."
To be continued...