Although Yu Jizi is possessed by a demon, he knows everything.

He knows what he's doing.

He also knows how terrifying his inner demons are.

Yu Jizi has not completely lost his mind, not because of how high his cultivation level is.

It's because of his belief.

This belief does not come from saving the world, but from the foundation of Cangyun Sect.

Looking at the thousands of years of Cangyun Sect's history, it is estimated that only Yujizi has such a strong belief.

This is caused by Yu Jizi's character, his experiences when he was young, and various historical reasons.

It can be said that the times created the jade machine.

It was not Jade Jizi who created this era.

Yu Jizi is over 400 years old this year. Going forward 400 years, it was the time when Cangyun Sect was in its greatest decline.

At that time, Yujizi was still Yang Xuan. He grew up in Cangyunmen. Hearing about the glorious history of Cangyunmen and then looking at the miserable situation of Cangyunmen at that time, Xiaoyujizi secretly swore in his heart that he would grow up forever.

The Queen must carry forward Cangyun Gate and restore its past glory.

More than three hundred years ago, Qiankunzi saw that the Cangyun Sect was weak and oppressed him in various ways.

Yu Jizi's master, the previous head of Cangyun Sect, for the sake of Cangyun's overall situation, could only hand over the Black Iron Order that had been passed down in the sect for thousands of years to Qiankunzi.

Not long after, Yu Jizi's master died out of hatred.

For hundreds of years, Cangyun Sect was ridiculed by the world because of this incident.

Before Yu Jizi's master died, he held Yu Jizi's hand tightly and told Yu Jizi to take back the Black Iron Order and keep Cangyun's foundation...

In addition, because of Yuan Qin, Yu Jizi wanted to let all those who supported Yuan Qin know that as the leader, he would do better than Yuan Qin.

So he worked harder.

Over the years, he has worked hard to cultivate talents, and everything he does is to promote Cangyun Sect.

Although many of the methods were not very honorable, such as using the Thousand Faces Gate to massacre them all, and the battle in the wilderness more than 20 years ago, where he designed a ruthless trap for Qiankunzi, etc.

But no matter how many things he had done, including devouring Yin spirits and massacring innocent people, he felt that it was not for himself. Everything he had was for Cangyun's foundation.

For the promise made to Master before his death.

It is precisely because of this powerful belief, which can also be said to be self-hypnosis and self-suggestion, that Yu Jizi's mind has never been completely demonized.

He knew that the God-killing Demonic Sword could not be controlled by humans, and he had already decided in his heart that no matter whether he won or failed in this catastrophe, he would completely destroy this Demonic Sword before the end of his life, and he would never let this sword be passed down to future generations.

Yu Jizi also knew that Gu Jianchi's cultivation level was far from enough to control the Samsara Array, so he only passed on to Gu Jianchi the Samsara Sword that could control the Samsara Array, but did not teach him the formation diagram or the control method.

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As he said, he had kept the formation diagram and control methods secret.

Even if Gu Jianchi died in this catastrophic battle, as long as the Cangyun Sect is still there, future generations of Cangyun Sect leaders will definitely be able to discover the formation diagrams he left behind and the method of controlling the formations.

He has left all the escape routes he can think of, and there are only two things he has to do next.

Swallow Su Qinglian's soul, break through the realm of Sumeru, and then defeat powerful enemies in the heavens on this Samsara Peak just like the evil god did back then...

Gu Jianchi walked out of Yu Jizi's study carrying the Samsara Sword, feeling like he was still in a dream.

He looked at the Samsara Sword in his left hand, and then at the edict in his right hand, and then he truly realized that all of this was real and not a dream.

His long-cherished wish finally came true, and Gu Jianchi really wanted to laugh out loud.

However, he knew that he must not lose his composure.

He wanted to spread this edict of registration as soon as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares.

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Windy city, dusk.

I come to study in the courtyard.

There were only three people in the yard, Ye Xiaochuan, the old storyteller, Huang Quan, an iron-eating beast, and a fire phoenix.

As for the other women, Ye Xiaochuan sent them to the front to help look after the store.

Visit the store...

What an unfamiliar vocabulary.

At least for these monks, it is impossible to imagine that one day they will become a female shop assistant.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Wei Sanliu and Xiao Qiao are not here, and now not only Cangyun Sect knows that the Thirteenth Evil of Huangquan brought three prisoners into Wu Lai's residence, but other sects also know about it.

Each faction wants to find out what the origin of Wu Lai Shu Apartment is and whether it is the stronghold of Gui Xuanzong in Xifengdian.

Under the catastrophe, books were cheap, but the book apartment has suddenly become popular in the past two days. People kept coming into the book apartment, reading and looking around, which made shopkeeper Qiu very helpless.

Now that the store was short of manpower, Ye Xiaochuan asked Qin Guichen and others to help.

There were three side dishes and two bottles of wine on the stone table.

Huang Quan stood on the side of the stone table, dedicated to serving the two of them.

As for the rice bucket, it was munching bamboo in the corner of the yard as usual.

Wangcai, on the other hand, seems to be very interested in rice dumplings.

It couldn't understand why a beautiful black and white bear had to eat bamboo all day long.

Ye Xiaochuan simply told the old storyteller what happened in Crow Ridge today.

After finishing speaking, the old storyteller asked: "Can Jade Jizi be saved?"

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head slightly and said, "I can't tell."

The old storyteller frowned and said: "With your current level of cultivation, if you observe the jade machine at close range, you should be able to see some clues."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "I can only feel that the God-killing Demon Sword is too powerful. Although I know very well that Yu Jizi has not reached the Sumeru realm, nor has he understood the three rules of swordsmanship, but I have understood the wind."

Due to the three-fold rule, it stands to reason that I have a great chance of winning against Jade Machine.

However, he held the God Killing in his hand, and I felt a long-lost fear.

I knew that if a fight really broke out, I would not be Yu Jizi's opponent.

To put it shamefully, I was so scared that I didn’t even dare to fly in the air when I left. Instead, I rode on Wangcai, for fear that Yu Jizi would see the clues.”

"puff……"

Huang Quan couldn't help but let out a puff.

Of course, he was not a sullen person, but he was trying hard to purse his lips.

It seemed that she was so frightened that she almost peed when she heard the mighty master say these words, which made her unable to control herself.

Ye Xiaochuan glanced at Huang Quan and said, "Why are you laughing? I was so scared that I nearly peed myself. This is not a joke!"

Huang Quan tried his best to hold back his laughter.

It's a little less indifferent than usual, and a little more tender like an ordinary girl.

The old storyteller picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and fell into deep thought.

Ye Xiaochuan was not in a hurry, picked up a chicken leg with chopsticks, and threw it to Wangcai from a distance.

After a long while, the old storyteller finally spoke and said, "It seems that I have to take action myself."

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head and said: "That's not the case. At least in the short term, Yujizi can still control the mind. And this place has been exposed. Grandpa, you can't stay here any longer. You have to leave as soon as possible."

"That's right. Hey, I've had a hard life and it's time for me to enjoy peace and happiness. Okay, I'll go back to Guixuanzong with you. Maybe we can see the small building again."

"Wait...ahem..."

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When the old storyteller saw Ye Xiaochuan's strange expression, he couldn't help but be startled and said, "Why, isn't your kid planning to take me to Guixuanzong to enjoy my old age in peace when you come here this time?"

Ye Xiaochuan smiled dryly and said: "Grandpa, it is my blessing that you can go to Guixuanzong to take care of yourself. I can't ask for it, but now... what... Huangquan."

Huang Quan took a step forward and said, "Master."

Ye Xiaochuan chuckled and said: "Huang Quan is my most valued disciple. Her future achievements will far exceed those of other martial arts disciples. However, she came out of a small dark room and has never been in contact with the outside world for many years.

It’s a little short of fireworks, so I thought...please grandpa...take her with you! Three months! It only takes three months."

The old storyteller smashed the chopsticks in his hand at Ye Xiaochuan.

He said angrily: "You brat, I thought you came here today to pick me up to go to Guixuanzong to enjoy my happiness. I didn't expect that you...arranged work for me!"

Ye Xiaochuan chuckled, bent down to pick up the chopsticks that the old storyteller threw at him, and put them on the table again.

"Grandpa, you are the most powerful person I can think of. Only you can make Huang Quan completely transformed within three months.

Aren’t you about to leave West Wind City? You can go west, stop and go, eat, drink and have fun along the way. It is estimated that you can reach the Western Region in three months. Don’t worry, if you are paid, all the expenses on the road will be included in my account.
To be continued...