When Ye Canghai saw that the old man was deliberately trying to pass him off, he stopped pestering him. He asked instead, "Are the Gods really the Celestial Demons?"

The white-haired old man nodded slightly and said: "Yes, half of the blood of the Celestial Demon Clan flows in our bodies. However, the blood of the Demon Clan in our bodies has always been hidden, so for countless years, no one has ever discovered the true nature of our people.

identity, including our own. It wasn’t until I survived the last catastrophe that I discovered this secret.”

"Then why don't you tell this matter to your clan members?"

The old man sighed and said, "Hey, knowing some things is worse than not knowing. My God descendants have sacrificed a lot to protect the "Taikoo Tianjie" for the sake of all people in the world. If the tribesmen knew that they were monsters, they might be shaken in their hearts. belief."

The white-haired old man looked into the distance with deep eyes, "And Pei Feng is a rebel, and the demon blood in his body cannot be hidden. Sooner or later, he will know his identity, and I am afraid that his character will change drastically by then.

That will become a knot in his heart."

Ye Canghai agreed: "I told him that he would beat me up after hearing this!"

The old man chuckled: "Hahaha, there are not many people in this world who dare to beat you Bai Yu. Alas, I am most worried that he will learn about his life experience in Wuji Sect. That will definitely affect his breakthrough to the soul realm."

"Then why did you ask me to send him up? If those Taoist priests discover his identity, will he still have a way to survive?"

The white-haired old man said: "There is his great creation there, and he must go to the Wuji Sect. That's why I asked you to send him up. I think if his identity is really exposed, the monks of the Wuji Sect will take care of you.

I won't embarrass him if I go up."

"My face? Several peak masters have been beaten by me. I don't have much face in Wuji Sect."

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Others may not know who you are, but Xianyun was once one of your followers, so he will definitely be able to guess your identity. He will not miss the seal you left in Pei Feng's body.

I know. I believe Xianyun will do something for that child."

"Hey, you always calculate everything without missing a beat. Isn't that exciting?"

"Hahaha, my body is filled with the blood of the Sky Demon Clan. I will naturally inherit the ability to predict the first demon clan in the North Sea." The white-haired old man paused and said in a deep voice: "But that's not all.

I can predict everything, especially the fate of the son of Tianni, which is not in the way of heaven! That child may get some blessings in Wuji Sect that even I can't imagine."

"Oh? There are still things in this world that you don't know about?"

The old man nodded slightly and said: "There are many, many! Although I know that the blood of the Celestial Demon Clan flows in the body of our God Clan, but why is this? Where do we come from? Why is "Taikoo Tianjie" among our tribe?

Inheritance? I can’t even think through these things.”

"And I always feel that I am not the only one who laid the plan for Pei Feng. Maybe someone played a big game of chess countless years ago, and everything about the Gods was his chess game, and I was also part of the chess board. Pei

Feng is his last chess piece! I hope that child can solve all the mysteries for me before my life span runs out."

After the old man finished speaking, the two fell into a long silence.

Ye Canghai finally gave birth to another child. Then he suddenly raised his head and said: "No matter what, it is a certainty that your divine race is a demon race."

Ye Canghai suddenly burst into laughter when he said this. "Hahaha... interesting! If this matter spreads out, it will be the most bizarre news in the world of cultivation. That group of miscellaneous fishes would never have thought that Dongtu Huanwu Immortal Valley, the holy place for alchemy that everyone in the world of cultivation longs for, turns out to be a demon nest! Haha... It’s really the most ridiculous thing in the world!”

The old man looked slightly angry, "Canghai! You are already above me in terms of cultivation, why are you still acting like a child!"

At this moment, another old man with a white beard walked into the pavilion carrying a tray of tea sets. He saw Ye Canghai's lost appearance and was amused. However, he understood that the guest who came today had a distinguished status and extremely high cultivation level. Gao. He suppressed his laughter and placed the tea tray on the stone table. After saluting Ye Canghai and the white-haired old man, he slowly exited the pavilion.

"Drink tea, drink tea." Ye Canghai finally stopped laughing and picked up the tea cup. He glanced at the leaving old man with white beard and asked: "Which of your old disciples is he?"

The white-haired old man said: "Third disciple, Qian De."

"I remember that you always had a disciple who was a genius and had a lot of research on poison. What was his name?"

"You should be talking about Qian Mo."

"Yes, that little guy, how is his practice now? I even gave him some pointers on martial arts back then."

"According to my calculation, he should be at the Wuji Sect in the Western Region now."

"Wujimen? I've been to Wujimen several times, but I've never seen him."

The old man smiled and said: "You went to Wujimen to find a wife, so why would you look at him twice? Moreover, a thousand years have passed, and the little guy back then has become an old man. How can you still recognize him?" After I reshaped your body, your own appearance completely changed, and he couldn't even recognize you."

"If he's not here, why did he go to Wuji Gate?"

A flash of sadness flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, "Oh, that kid is obsessed with refining poison. He is obsessed with heresy and has no intention of repenting. I can only bear the pain and expel him from the school."

"Side talk? Poison elixir is not an elixir? You, the holy land of alchemy, can't refine poison elixir? That kid can find another way, which shows that he is extremely talented in alchemy. Are you always confused?" Ye Canghai said this. , his eyes flashed, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly said: "No! You old bastard, do you think I can't think of it? How come he accidentally arrived at Wuji Sect and became the alchemist of Wuji Sect?"

The white-haired old man was speechless at Ye Canghai's question.

"I guessed it, you old bastard, you would rather abandon your apprentice to pave the way for your own people! Really or not? You deliberately let Pei Feng and Qian Mo meet, and that's why you set up this situation!"

The white-haired old man sighed, "There is indeed a reason for driving him out. Qianmo is my last move for Pei Feng. Without Qianmo, it would be difficult for Pei Feng to achieve the golden elixir. Our God descendants have been unable to break through the golden elixir since ancient times. Dan realm. It’s because the blood of the demon clan flows in our bodies. The demon clan cultivates the five elements, while the immortal cultivator cultivates spiritual energy.”

Ye Canghai said: "So, the golden elixir formed by your people contains the power of the five elements. If the golden elixir is not pure, it will lead to death if it is broken!"

"That's right! That's why I asked you to help Pei Feng break the golden elixir he condensed for the first time. His golden elixir contains both spiritual power and the power of the five elements. It's impossible for the golden elixir to be impure. The elixir was broken successfully. If he wanted to step into the soul realm, he had to forge the Purple Golden elixir. The reason why I became the only divine tribesman who successfully broke through was because the golden elixir in my body reached the level that was unique among ten thousand. The level of purple golden elixir."

Ye Canghai spread his hands and said: "Is the Purple Gold Pill great? When I was in the Golden Pill realm, I also formed the Purple Gold Pill, and it was the biggest. Have I shown off?"

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Canghai, you can stand and talk without back pain! Not everyone in the world can have top-level spiritual roots! Your cultivation talent is absolutely unmatched by anyone in this world, not even Ji Wu. Yun's spiritual roots are also under yours. So you can live a free life. We, the gods, have demon blood mixed in our bodies, and we only have yellow spiritual roots. If our people want to form the Purple Gold Pill, it will take a lot of effort. price."

Ye Canghai was really happy when he heard what the white-haired old man said! "Did you just say that Ji Wuyun, that old popsicle, is not as good as me?"

"Although Ji Wuyun's spiritual roots are not as good as yours, his effort in cultivating a single step is a thousand times more than yours. You only have women in your heart, how can you take cultivation seriously! So you will never be him. opponent!"

Ye Canghai laughed sarcastically, revealed the matter, and said: "So, Qian Mo has the ability to make Pei Feng form the Purple Gold Pill?"

"My alchemy skills have been taught to him. I believe he can do it. His talent lies in the poison path. I don't know much about the poison path, so I don't have much to teach him. The only way is to leave here. The path he should take. In the future he will understand my painstaking efforts."

The two were silent for a while, and Ye Canghai sighed and said: "Hey, you are too tired from living. Everything in the world is clear, so what else do you expect from life?" Then Ye Canghai picked up another one. Heizi asked: "Who will win and who loses in this game of chess?"

The old man smiled and said: "When did you defeat me?"

"You know the way of heaven, and your ability to predict is unparalleled in this world. Naturally, I can't win. But..."

Ye Canghai suddenly ejected a white light from his fingers. The white light fell into the old man's chess arena, and the white pieces in the altar turned into powder silently.

"Hey, you don't have any chess pieces this time, how can you beat me? It all depends on man-made things, even bullshit God can reverse it!"

The old man laughed loudly, looked at Ye Canghai with interest, and gestured to Ye Canghai to continue his move.

Ye Canghai was not polite and placed his black stones on the chessboard one by one. He was about to regain the defeat. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "There is still one stone left, and you will lose for the first time." Give me Ye Canghai."

But he saw a playful smile on the old man's face.

"Huh?" Ye Canghai reached into the chess arena to look again, but there was nothing inside.

"Have I run out of chess pieces?" Ye Canghai's expression changed drastically, "Impossible, I should have one more!"

The old man pointed to the fallen dead branch under the sycamore tree and said, "You have already smashed that chess piece."

"This!" Ye Canghai frowned, "That colorful phoenix just now was deliberately used to consume one of my chess pieces? Was everything part of your plan?"

The old man nodded slowly and looked at Ye Canghai with a smile.

Ye Canghai became so angry that he swept the chess pieces on the chessboard under the stone table.

"Holy shit, I won't play anymore!"
Chapter completed!