Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

It doesn't feel good to be pulled from memory suddenly.

At the moment of returning to his senses, Wu Xingxue's ears still had countless intricate voices.

He could hear Xiao Fuxuan saying, I have seen you in the world, he could hear the storytelling and hawking in Luohuashan City, and he could hear the wind in the Jingguan, the faint cry of ghosts, and the ringing of the bell on the tower.

There was even a vague voice asking him Who are you?

...

Too much too much.

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

This is that tower.

This tall tower in the Fengjia secret land is the one where the scattered cultivators lived.

Wu Xingxue passed through the shadow of Shenmu and looked at the tower they were in.

Under the sweep of Xiao Fuxuan's sword energy, the entire tower was in disarray, the rafters were smashed and broken, and the white jade essence and sacred wood branches wrapped in it were scattered on the ground.

There is no trace of the past at all.

Its appearance has been changed, the structure is slightly different, and the ancient bell at the top is also missing. Even if the scattered repair station who lived in the tower was here, I am afraid they would not recognize it.

Precisely, it is impossible to recognize.

Because at the end of the past, after Wu Xingxue cut the chaotic line, the tower was destroyed——

Perhaps the loose cultivator was unable to recover his vitality; perhaps he was tired of the constant struggle and backtracking, or perhaps the good side gained the upper hand...

He threw a spell and sat 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 also reappear intact.

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

If the Tianzhao of the year accidentally missed a line, and the original Spirit King did not cut it, then everyone and everything on that line would continue to move forward in time.

Loose cultivators can refrain from that spell, and the tower can continue to exist.

They are now standing in an unbroken line.

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 year.

***

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

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

But now, it appeared in the Feng Family's secret place, and was drawn into his own territory by the Feng Family Circle.

That would be very intriguing.

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

Or it was the most common reason--afraid that the remaining sorcery and forbidden arts in the tower would bring harm to the world, the Feng family, as a cultivator, encircled the dangerous area into their own town, but the town and the town had some selfishness, so they started. Use the power of the sacred tree in the tower to help him practice.

Or... it's because the Feng family needs to use this tower to do something for some reason, so it is included in its own territory.

Wu Xingxue was thinking about it when suddenly he heard a loud sword cry.

I saw the Free word sword draw an arc in the air, heading straight for Feng Huiming, and nailed it to the wall against his neck.

Feng Huiming's face turned pale, his eyes fixed on the trembling sword body.

He didn't sit still, but saw him suddenly slide down, avoid the blade while lying down on the ground, and then prop up with both hands.

He turned sideways, trying to grab his sword.

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

Whenever he stretched out an inch further, the sword would pierce his palm.

Feng Huiming gasped, and rolled back again—

Once again blocked by the sword stick to the face!

He struggled several times, and finally his neck, hands, feet, and even the top of his head were firmly held back by the golden light sword shadow. As long as he moved one more point, the corpse was on the spot.

You— Feng Huiming's eyes were splitting, but he couldn't move. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: Shangxian has something to say directly, why do you have to push each other like this!

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 reacted, Xiao Fuxuan's energy was still entangled in his heart, he could hear what he was thinking, and naturally he knew what he had just planned.

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

His eyes rolled back and forth, looking at the sword qi that resisted the vital points of his life, and said, I really don't know!

Xiao Fuxuan said coldly, You know.

He panted, stunned for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice: How did I know?! This tower was already there when I came to Feng's house! All I know is what the owner of the house told me. I was with you before. Say it! This is my Fengjia secret place, the owner has always told me so, and I have always listened to it! This is my Fengjia secret place, a tower built by my family, I—

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xingxue had already come to him, bowed his head and interrupted: It seems that you really know

, I almost stunned you just now.

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

Feng Huiming defended: Wh... I don't have it. Everything I say is the truth, and there is no half-truth!

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 can believe whatever the owner of the family says, thinking that this tower was built by your Feng family. Wu Xingxue pointed at Xiao Fuxuan, Then he asked you, 'Why is this tower in your house? ', you should confidently say, the tower built by your house, where else can it be if it is not in your house?

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

Wu Xingxue said, half squatted down when he mentioned the robe, lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Huiming, his voice slowly sank: But you didn't, you answered too quickly.

He answered so quickly that there was not even a trace of doubt, indicating that he understood Xiao Fuxuan's question. It also shows that he knows... this tower should not stand in the Feng family.

Feng Huiming froze all over, staring at Wu Xingxue, his lips pursed so tightly that they were pale. This gave him a strange sense of death.

Wu Xingxue frowned.

He almost thought it was an illusion, and looked at Feng Huiming carefully again. He was about to reach out to find out, when he heard Xiao Fuxuan's voice coming to a close, saying: You're dying, you know?

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

Even Ning Huaishan, who came over, was startled and whispered, Is it true or false?

Xiao Fuxuan did not answer.

Feng Huiming pursed his lips even more, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said nothing.

That gray and dead aura became more and more obvious, and it couldn't be stopped. 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 a word.

I can live. After a while, Feng Huiming said in a hoarse voice, I found a way, I won't die, the Feng family... The current situation of the Feng family can't be without me, I won't die.

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

Wu Xingxue said, Xiao Fuxuan, why is he dying? I see the dead energy in him is strange, it doesn't look like there is a physical problem.

Xiao Fuxuan scanned Feng Huiming, then reached out to probe the opponent's spirit, and replied by voice transmission, It's like some kind of life-changing forbidden technique.

Wu Xingxue: Change your life?

Xiao Fuxuan gave a um and said again, The other person should have died.

Wu Xingxue understood.

Someone wanted to exchange Feng Huiming's life with a dead person.

This technique is always in progress, and perhaps most of it has been completed, so Feng Huiming is haunted by this unexplained death.

In fact, if you want to excite Feng Huiming's truth, saying these words in front of him is the best, because no one can accept his life being replaced, and he is the one who was sacrificed.

That's kind of sad...

But Wu Xingxue chose sound transmission and did not stimulate Huiming.

In fact, even if Feng Huiming didn't say it, they could guess it now—

Feng Huiming has such a position in the Feng family, and if he can do this kind of manipulation on him, the entire Feng family looks around, I am afraid that there is only the Patriarch.

Moreover, since it is forbidden, it has to resort to some less bright means, or ghosts, or evil things.

In this way, why this tower of loose cultivators is in the Feng family seems to have an eye.

Wu Xingxue asked again through voice transmission, Can you find out who his life was given to?

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 asked, he came to understand again with a sudden realization: Oh, sound transmission...

Wu Xingxue figured it out when he saw him, and was about to follow him when he felt his arm was poked, and Ning Huaishan's pitiful voice came over: City lord, don't just tell Tiansu, you are like me. panic.

Wu Xingxue: ?

Why are you panicking? Wu Xingxue wondered.

I'll think I've done something stupid again, and you're thinking about how to punish me.

Obsessed, how many stupid things have to be done to think like this.

Wu Xingxue said.

He was about to say to Ning Huaishan, If you're really panicking, you'll pass it on, but before he could say anything, he felt the energy entangled in his heart, as if he had squeezed him lightly, leading him away. attention.

Wu Xingxue turned his head to look at Xiao Fuxuan, and heard Tiansu Shangxian's voice sounding from his heart: I found it.

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

I don't know who it is, but it's under the tower. Xiao Fuxuan said, raised his hand and grabbed it, took the sword with the word free back into his palm, and then put his hand against the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and smashed it neatly——

Thousands of cracks appeared on the ground sealed by Leng Shi, and spread rapidly in all directions along the point where the sword tip was nailed.

The moment the ground collapsed, Feng Huiming finally blurted out

And came out: No! Don't open-

At that moment, he ignored the threat of sword qi and raised his hand to block his eyes. He closed his eyes, and even closed his hearing, just because he didn't want to see what was 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 only slumped down an inch, and then the momentum suddenly stopped.

I saw countless gleaming white chains rushing out, and they drilled into every gravel gap, and then drilled out from another place in the sound of rushing gold and stone.

In the blink of an eye, those chains were intertwined into a giant net, which abruptly wrapped the shattered ground and stopped collapsing.

who? !

Wu Xingxue turned his head and looked at the chains.

Seeing the opening of the pagoda door, there was still the remnant light of mysterious lightning flashing outside the door, and a figure stood outside the pagoda door, holding the other end of the chain in both hands.

Seeing that he was in his prime, the man stood up straight. Most of the people in Xianmen are like this, which is not surprising. But under the light of the lights, his face was full of decay, and there were two extremely deep lines on his lips.

The voice and appearance of people who practice cultivation are hard to change, and it will not become like this in a mere hundred years. This man should 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 moved his lips: I heard from my disciples that a rare guest came to the door in the middle of the night and was brought here by Huiming.

Listening to this tone, I am afraid it 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 to it for a long time, I am still very confused. I only heard that the guests are not small, and they seem to be immortals.

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

After all, the Feng family takes care of Luohuashan City and guards the forbidden land of Shenmu. Not only does he have a special position in the world, but even in the face of some immortals, he is never embarrassed as the head of the Feng family.

Holding the chain, he lifted his foot across the threshold of the high tower, tightened the chain, and continued: Since it is a cyclist who has come to the door, how can the elders and disciples come to greet him hastily? It's really rude. So I came here specially. Let's see for a while and see which Shangxian in Xiandu is free, so curious about this tower of my Feng family, and making such a move, I--

He entered the tower, his eyes finally retracted from the broken ground, and he looked at the so-called fairy in the tower...

Then the words can't go on.

When he swept over Xiao Fuxuan, his expression became tense.

When he swept across 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 owner of the house recognizes me. He whispered to Xiao Fuxuan, but I have no impression of him at all.

Xiao Fuxuan didn't answer.

After a while, he said, There are many people who have no impression of you.

Wu Xingxue: ?

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

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

But at this moment, it is not a good time for tentative inquiry.

Because after seeing him, the head of the Feng family was stiff all over, but in the end he wrapped the chains around his hands tightly. Perhaps it was an illusion, he suddenly had a sense of breaking the boat and sinking the boat, as if he knew that tonight was doomed to a bad death, but he had no other way.

He twisted the chain tightly, lowered his eyes, and his hoarse voice was extremely heavy: Even the two... I will not loosen the chain tonight.

Wu Xingxue said, Do you recognize me?

The corners of the Feng Family Patriarch's mouth twitched, and after a long time, he opened his mouth and said, My later life... I was mistaken in sorcery when I was young and almost died.

Wu Xingxue was stunned.

The reason why the legend of Shenmu was spread back then was that there would occasionally 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 seen Shenmu with their own eyes.

There are also rumors that, after seeing the deity, he stepped into the temple in the middle of the night and placed a jade sculpture on the altar.

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

Perhaps it was because of this immortal fate that I was fortunate to guard Luohuatai later. The head of the Feng family said, his voice was hoarse and slow.

Xianyuan... Fortunately... Wu Xingxue repeated two words softly, bent down and picked up the fallen branches of the sacred tree, Then tell me, these branches, this tower, and you are blocking Where does this piece of land that is not allowed to collapse come from, and how do you get lucky?

Wu Xingxue swept around and said, I can't see how this fellow immortal has anything to do with it, let alone where the luck is.

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

Xiao Fuxuan put the sword on the ground, wiped off the dust that had just splashed with the back of his finger, and said, Either you say it, or I will force it away.

The head of the Feng family raised his eyes abruptly, and then lowered it slowly, his shoulders and backs were extremely tight, and his neck almost had blue veins, but he was still clutching the chain, and he had no intention of letting go: I've been here until today, That's it, it doesn't make sense to say it or not to say it.

Xiao Fuxuan replied in a deep voice, Okay.

As soon as the voice fell, his hand holding the sword made a force.

The whole tower suddenly

A huge wind vortex was set off, almost piercing the sky. The wind vortex is like a long dragon, twisting and absorbing everything around it.

The rafters and beams were broken, the futons in the niches, the stone and the stone were all spared.

Even Ning Huaishan and Feng Huiming had to wedge a long sword into the ground and hold them tightly so they didn't get caught in the wind vortex.

As if everything was deformed in the hurricane, the chains all over the ground collided, and sparks splattered under the impact.

No matter how difficult it is for them to lock on the cold stone ground, those heavy stones are broken inch by inch in the wind, and they become dust in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, Xiao Fuxuan's long sword swiped, and golden light swept through all the chains.

Magical implements and practitioners have always been related to spirits and gods. At the moment when the chains were broken, the head of the Feng family couldn't control himself, and let out a long whistle.

The meridians all over his body floated on the skin, looking terrifying. But he keeps throwing new chains—

For every broken one, he made up one.

If ten are broken, he will make up ten.

...

The sound of breaking and the sound of locking overlapped, but in the end, he was the first to lose.

The raised veins on his body split open from nowhere, and blood gurgled down, running down his arms to his fingers, dyeing the chains red.

When the first chain did not continue, he lost all his strength and stumbled.

Then came the second and third...

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

The owner of the house suddenly took off one side of the force, and half-knelt on the ground in the gust of wind.

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

Hearing a loud bang, the white chains all shattered and collapsed along with the cold stone ground. Revealing what's under the tower.

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

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

The last time he heard such a voice was in the countless Jingguan in the tomb.

Not only the sound, but also the smell.

It was as if someone had brought tens of thousands of deceased people in Jingguan here, sealed them under the tower, and kept these two coffins while practicing the forbidden art of changing their lives.

Normally, such a ferocious yin qi soaring into the sky can be felt by people in a radius of a hundred miles.

However, the rafters of this high tower were embedded with broken branches of the sacred tree, and the power of the sacred tree just happened to cover these fierce yin qi. At the same time, these vicious Yin Qi can just cover the breath of the broken branches of the divine tree.

Instead, they complement each other in another sense.

Wu Xingxue sank his face.

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

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

The patriarch of the Feng family was covered in blood, clutching the broken white chain, kneeling among the collapsed gravel, staring at the two coffins in a daze, and after a while, he laughed hoarsely.

After a long time, he replied: That is my son and daughter.

children?

Wu Xingxue frowned and subconsciously glanced at Feng Huiming.

Feng Huiming grasped the hilt of the sword and knelt down on the ground without any strength. He lowered his head, and even his breathing was trembling.

In this way, the so-called life-changing is to exchange Feng Huiming for his dead children.

In the eyes of the head of the Feng family, there is only a coffin.

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.

When the children were very young, he thought about what if they would grow up in the future. His position as 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 medicine pills and the medical hall.

The two brothers and sisters were able to hold up the front of the Feng family and become a good story.

such a pity……

Both of these children died before they became adults, on the same day, in the same state of death, and there was no sign before. Others did not know why the brothers and sisters died, and they all grieved and sighed, and they did not know how to comfort him, so they could only say condolences to him.

But as a biological father, he is very clear in his heart...

When he was young, he was mistaken in sorcery, and he was about to die, but was rescued by force. The way to save him is not bright, and he also knows that there will be some price to pay in the future.

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

He has ridiculed 10,000 times: They sealed off the family and cut off the evil, why should they suffer this retribution?

It's really... unreasonable.

So he refused.

He tried everything he could to make a difference with his life, to bring back the pair of children he loved so much from the coffin, to bring them back to life and to shine on the lintel.

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

Even if the souls of the dead are needed, the lives of the living are also needed.

Pave the forbidden technique with dead people, and then find a living person to exchange their lives for their lives.

One or two dead people are not enough. He needs thousands or even thousands of dead people to pave the way for life-changing. Therefore, he reached out to Jingguan, which had a huge tomb and buried an unknown number of dead souls.

But he did not expect that a loose cultivator came to Jingguan, built a high tower on the spot, and patrolled it day and night. The loose cultivator stays there for one more day, and he delays one day.

He moved his feet a little.

So not long after... the loose cultivator went crazy and fell into the evil way, and the tower became a place to hide the dirt.

Whether he killed or blocked, he became famous.