"It's you... Ancestor, are you dreaming for me?" It didn't take much effort for Ma Taiji to recognize the remnant soul in front of him. The expression on his face changed from fear to joy, with some surprise and a little doubt.
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"With your level of cultivation, can you find this place?" The remnant soul lowered her head and looked at Ma Taiji. The aura of a superior person was clearly revealed. Her soft right hand was slightly raised, and her fingertips traced the scroll that was originally thrown on the ground.
Gradually he floated up, rolled up again, and landed gently on the table. "I don't know how many years I have been sleeping. Are there not many of my clan members left?"
"Ancestor, there are still more than thirty people in the Ma family branch, but the Bing family has lost contact with them because they moved to the north many years ago."
"Branch? You actually changed your last name!"
Remnant Soul's expression suddenly changed, and as she turned around, a strong impact penetrated into the minds of both of them. Pain as if it was splitting their skulls came over them, and they were unable to resist. Jiang Feng suppressed himself from screaming, but looked at the horse.
Taiji seemed to be worse than himself. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He quickly knelt down to apologize.
"Forgive me, ancestor. Since you were sealed by Lord Yuanchu, the Feng family has been divided into two branches, the Ma family and the Bing family. They keep a low profile in order to avoid disasters." There were bursts of sweat on his head. It seemed that this person
The ancestor's temper didn't seem to be very good. Jiang Feng had long heard that the Ma family of the Hanshan sect was descended from a snow girl from the Ice Desolation. As for the whereabouts of this ancient demon later, he didn't know. He thought he had long been lost in history.
Among the dust, I didn't expect that there were still residual souls here.
"A bunch of cowards!"
The remnant soul cursed, and then sighed softly, "I can't blame you entirely. Back then, I lost to Venerable Yuanchu and was sealed in his cave. Fortunately, I was prepared and sent a few strands of remnant soul.
Here, he will not die. Today he has perished, and it is time to escape."
Venerable Yuan Chu is dead?
The two of them were shocked at the same time, and Jiang Feng secretly thought that his previous guess was indeed correct. It was the death of Venerable Yuan Chu, the heaven-level monk of the Hanshan Sect, who caused the signature on the canonization document to change.
The Songhu Sect document in his hand became much darker. While he was thinking about the impact of this incident, he heard Ma Taiji reveal another unheard of thing.
"If a heaven-level monk dies, the world will mourn. I dare to ask my ancestor why he didn't see any unique vision."
"Hahahaha~" The remnant soul seemed to recall something and laughed loudly, "What kind of heaven level? His Venerable Yuanchu is just a fake heaven level and does not control any laws of heaven and earth. Boy, it seems that your knowledge
, there is a lot of shortage, how can I be the master of a sect?"
"Ancestor, kid... I am not the master of a sect."
"What?"
The remnant soul cast an unbelievable look, and once again used his spiritual consciousness to look at Ma Taiji who was kneeling on the ground, "You have the strongest bloodline within a hundred miles nearby. Could it be that you are not the master of the sect and my descendant?"
Have you fallen to such an unbearable level? Venerable Yuanchu, this old bastard, haven’t my last demands been met?"
Matthew remained silent in silence, and the remnant soul's consciousness surged randomly like a tide again, like a thick wooden stick, violently stirring in his mind, making him sluggish for a moment before he could calm down.
Come here and say, "I'll tell you, ancestor, that the current head of Hanshan Sect is indeed your descendant, named Ma Aidu."
"If you are not the leader, how can you help me get my body back?" Remnant Soul ignored Matthew's explanation and murmured to himself on the spot. After wandering for a moment, he turned around and a light white beam suddenly hit Matthew's body.
But no strange phenomena appeared. The white light only flickered faintly a few times and then went out quietly.
"You trash, your Dharma status is too poor to inherit a bit of my mantle." Canhun shook his head helplessly, "Since I can't sense the Ma Aidu you mentioned, I'm afraid the power of the bloodline is even weaker, and the family's
How strong are you now? How many earth-level monks are there? There seem to be quite a few earth-level monks around here for hundreds of miles."
"This..." Mattaji was worried that his answer would be inappropriate and that he would offend his ancestor. After all, the two unintentional shocks to his consciousness just now almost made him crippled.
"The nearby prefecture-level monks are not your clansmen." Jiang Feng took over the words in time. He saw Ma Taiji's hesitant expression and knew that if he didn't disperse the firepower, Ma Taiji might not be able to withstand it, and this remnant soul was probably alive.
Having a bad temper doesn't seem to be easy to deal with.
"Who are you?" The remnant soul had just been focusing on Ma Taiji, a descendant of his own bloodline, and did not pay much attention to Jiang Feng. When he heard that those earth-level monks were not her clansmen, he suddenly became resentful, stood on his head with his eyebrows, and became angry.
And pouring on Jiang Feng, a thicker light white beam hit, but the aura contained in it was far more powerful than before.
Jiang Feng subconsciously dodged, but found that he had no choice but to let the white light hit his body. There was an unspeakable tearing feeling between his skin, accompanied by waves of itching that could not be relieved, as if there were countless insects close to his body.
It's like trying to forcefully get into the body, making it difficult for people to control themselves. The white light seems to have a coercive power that far exceeds the earth level, making people want to kneel down and worship the other person.
Is this the power of the opponent's bloodline? In the same test, Ma Taiji seemed to have no adverse reactions, but it turned into harm to him, an outsider with no bloodline connection.
At this moment, the black snake spirit that had been dormant for a long time on the arm suddenly opened its eyes and began to swim vigilantly. An icy chill escaped and instantly covered the whole body. Although this chill was also uncomfortable, it was
It greatly slowed down the corrosion and pressure of white light on Jiang Feng.
"Um?"
The remnant soul seemed a little surprised by Jiang Feng's reaction, "You can actually resist my cold white soul? It seems that you may be able to enter that ruins. Boy, if you want to survive, make a blood oath!"
Blood oath?
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Luoyingmen, Jinghu.
On the clear and calm lake surface, countless water bubbles of different sizes suddenly emerged. As soon as the water bubbles came into contact with the air, they spontaneously ignited without wind, flickering with spots of light blue flames. However, in this daylight, they were very hidden.
, there are few passers-by and fishermen on the lake, and no one seems to have noticed anything unusual here.
To the east of Jinghu Lake, on a desert island in the lake that is two hundred feet square and fifty feet high, stands a stone pavilion that has been in disrepair for a long time. The beams and columns are mottled with paint, and the chessboard is chipped and broken. It has fallen to the ground without anyone to help it.
The erected stone benches and the low-quality spiritual tea that had been cold for a long time all illustrate the desolation here.
"Is it finally here? The master's expectation is indeed good." An old man opened his eyes, looked at the ripples of water in the lake, and said silently to himself, he took out a card from his storage bag
The half-foot-long bloody talisman that seemed to have been prepared long ago was set on fire with a wave of his hand, turning it into little bits of flying ashes.
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Jiang Feng and Ma Taiji left the secret warehouse in a hurry. They had spent too long here. The sky was already dark, and the gradually gathering red clouds indicated that a big snowstorm was coming.
Mattaji's slightly bulging back was tied with a bamboo tube-like thing wrapped in black cloth, which was where the remaining soul of his ancestor, the portrait of a snow girl that could not be put into the storage bag, was placed.
If Jiang Feng hadn't been able to carry the ice-cold white soul of the Binghuang Snow Girl, neither of them, at least Jiang Feng himself, would have been able to leave there easily.
"Only you can do this." Matthew looked at him with a look that seemed to be discussing and asking for help.
"Why?"
"If I tell you, I'm afraid they will kill me and silence me even if they believe me. But you are different. You are the leader after all, so they will consider the impact."
"Let me think about it for a moment." Although both of them swore a blood oath in front of the snow girl, and used the price of helping her to escape from the valley in exchange for their freedom and the secret treasure in the valley that stayed on paper, the specific plan for this matter,
It still needs to be discussed. The only thing they have now is the entrance map of the canyon ruins and the method of breaking the formation. The remnant soul of the snow girl is still on the scroll and is preserved in the hands of her descendant Ma Taiji. Once
If there is a chance to enter the ruins, the specific road guidance depends on him, and it is still unknown whether Jiang Feng can withstand the soul of the seal and attack the layout of Venerable Yuanchu during his lifetime.
More importantly, can this information be exchanged for two enough places to enter the valley? According to Yuki Nu's estimation, the ruins sealing formation requires the combined power of nine earth-level monks and thirty-six mysterious level monks to break it. From this point
It seems that there is absolutely no chance that Jiang Feng wants to monopolize this reward.
"Let's separate here. Remember, we don't know each other." As soon as the two approached the official road, Jiang Feng immediately suggested, "I will find a way to get the quota to enter the valley, but please don't publicize it. I will find a way to let Zhou Xing tell
you."
"Okay." Ma Taiji breathed a sigh of relief. With his position in the Hanshan Sect, it was indeed too difficult to handle this matter well. "I'm waiting for your news."
The two parted ways here. Jiang Feng flew quickly while thinking about the matter carefully. Between the earth level and the heaven level, there is a special "pseudo heaven level". This is the first time I have heard of it. It seems that his sect
Being so poor and weak really seriously affected my vision.
Today I bumped into the awakening of the Snow Maiden of the Ice Desolation. Although I was forced to make a blood oath, it didn't seem to be all bad. At least for now, I have a bargaining chip. The crisis that originally troubled the Qianshan Sect has become clearer and can be solved.
hope.
The question is, who to start with?
He cast two cleaning charms to sweep away any remaining traces of the secret vault on his body. As soon as Jiang Feng approached the Wuming Xiaoyuan, he immediately felt Xiao Buyi's earth-level aura lingering around him again. Without thinking more, he stepped forward and within a few days,
, took the initiative to knock on the other party’s door for the first time.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Buyan seemed to have just turned around, and there were also waves of cold air floating around his body.
"I want to see Yu Chengke."
Along the way, he also thought a lot. He knew the value of the ruins map. The introduction of the Snow Maiden of Ice Desolation was unclear, but along the way, Mattaiji added many details. In terms of knowledge, this little guy who is also a scumbag in combat effectiveness
The old man is obviously at the forefront. Therefore, what needs to be thought about now is how to sell this information at a good price, and then exchange for the other party's support for the Asayama Sect in negotiations.
Between the Yufeng Sect and the Li Sect, Jiang Feng finally chose the Li Sect. With just a few pounds, he really couldn't beat the old guy Gu Chuanfu. He could walk here with ease at a Xuan level.
Not an ordinary person.
"I can't?" A hint of gloom flashed in the corner of Xiao Buyan's eyes, which was very rare in normal times.
"I have something of sufficient value, but you alone cannot be the leader of the Li Sect."
"I understand." Xiao Buyan put away his stern expression.
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A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Feng was already standing in a more gorgeous hall. Compared with his nameless courtyard, the decoration here was much more elegant, and even the air was three points warmer.
"I know you." Yu Chengke just sat there upright and just glanced at Jiang Feng with an indifferent expression. He spoke colder than Xiao Buyi and acted just as decisively. "Just tell me."
"I have a detailed map of the entrance to the ruins of Venerable Yuanchu's cave. I hope that with the support of your powerful sect, we can waive the unfavorable terms for the Qianshan sect in the Seven Alliance peace talks."
Xiao Buyan, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up when he heard this sentence.