It soon fell into the night, and because Ximen Chen, the pillar of the Ximen family, "came out of seclusion" again, all the Ximen disciples regained some motivation. Even though it was already dark, many people were still sitting cross-legged and meditating, practicing their mental skills.
Ximen Piaofeng, Ximen Chalong and Ximen Li walked together towards the Holy Land of Sword Mountain.
Naturally, these three people went to the "Jianmang Tower" at the request of their father to listen to their father's teachings. The three of them had their own concerns, wondering what shocking news their father would bring this time. Along the way, the three of them
They all kept a tacit understanding and distanced themselves, and no one spoke.
The three of them had just reached the front of Jianmang Tower and stopped. The courtyard door opened automatically without any wind.
"Come in." Ximen Chen's voice reached the ears of the three of them, a little older.
The three of them looked at each other, and Ximen Piaofeng took the lead and walked in.
"sit."
A suet lamp was lit in the room, and lavender incense was burning in the incense burner. The aroma made people feel calm. Ximen Chen sat at one side of the round table, pointing to the seats of his three sons in front of him.
He personally served his three sons with the tea he brewed, which flattered the three of them.
"Haha, don't be nervous. How long has it been since we, father and son, sat together and had a good chat?"
Ximen Piaofeng smiled slightly and said respectfully: "Back to father, you went into seclusion a hundred years ago, when we were still young. Counting it, you haven't chatted with us since then."
Ximen Chen sighed slightly, "Hey, that's right. I'm not a good father and can't care about you. Do you hate being a father?"
"Don't you dare." The three brothers said in unison.
Although these three heads of family appear to be middle-aged people in their forties or fifties, in fact they are actually over a hundred years old. Compared with ordinary people, the lives of cultivators are much longer.
"Don't be restrained. Here, I am just an incompetent father. And you are my children."
Ximen Chen was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic tonight and his tone became very friendly, which made the three children in front of him even more pampered.
Seeing his three children still looking nervous, Ximen Chen sighed silently in his heart.
"Tonight we, father and son, talked all night long. Although there is no wine or meat here, we will have tea instead of wine. It doesn't matter if we have anything to say."
The three of them held their hearts and slowly tasted the tea, but they did not taste the bitter taste of the tea at all, but they tasted some indifference.
Seeing that the three children were listening attentively, Ximen Chen stopped delaying and said in a clear voice: "Let's get into the topic. Do you know the meaning of what I said after I came out of seclusion four years ago?"
"Father, please forgive the stupidity of the children, but what do you mean?"
Ximen Chen smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "The world is in chaos."
Ximen Piaofeng and the other two chewed on the four words their father said, pondering over and over again in their hearts.
"Have you forgotten? The meteor shower four years ago..."
The three people's eyes lit up, and the change four years ago suddenly relived in their hearts. The three people clearly remembered that the change caused the top of Ma'anshan to lose more than ten feet, and the villages and towns around Wushan were all destroyed overnight.
disappeared, and the Wushan family had a brush with death. And that night, the old father, who had been in seclusion for a hundred years, suddenly came out of seclusion and prevented himself and others from going on inspection.
The three people who came back to their senses opened their mouths wide and looked at their father in surprise.
"Father, are you saying that the great chaos you are referring to is related to that meteor shower?"
Ximen Chen took a deep breath and slowly unfolded his thoughts, "That was not an ordinary meteor shower at all, it was just a warning before the storm."
Ximen Piaofeng and the other three were all aroused and stared at their father closely, for fear of missing any information.
"More than a hundred years ago, when I served as the patriarch of the Ximen family, I opened the family tree under the guidance of the elders. On the family tree, I saw a mysterious record."
"Mysterious records?" Ximen Xi blurted out.
"Yes, the genealogy says that one day about a thousand years ago, a huge eye suddenly appeared in the sky of the Eastern Continent. It was a blood-red eye, and the eye revealed terrifying power.
Pressure, and the feeling of despair..." Ximenchen's voice was slightly trembling as he slowly recalled the records in the genealogy.
"The genealogy records that the terrifying eye appeared just to bring a word. A curse, a curse that defies heaven."
"Father, what is the curse?" Simon Chalon suddenly interrupted his father and asked.
"I don't know. There is no record in the genealogy, and I'm afraid no one dares to record it. But the genealogy says that at that time, one of the most outstanding wizards in the mainland once used his fifty years of life to tell fortunes and predict the future.
"
"Wizard clan? Planning for the future?" The three sons all exclaimed after hearing their father's words.
"It's unbelievable. Haha, I didn't believe it at first, but the prophecy has indeed come true."
"Father is talking about the meteor shower?"
Ximenchen waved his hand, signaling for him to finish.
"According to the records in the genealogy, after the great wizard finished his calculations, he vomited a mouthful of blood and remained in a coma for three months. Three months later, when he woke up, he looked like a living dead, with an expressionless face.
No matter how people asked, he didn't answer. He just sat under a locust tree in a daze. Finally, after the fifth star night, he set off alone to the most terrifying mysterious area - the Sea of Sighs.
He spent another four years to find ninety-nine Essence Stones scattered across the Sea of Sighs, and set up a 'Tongtian Chess Game' on the top of China."
When Ximen Chen narrated this passage again, his eyes were full of awe, but his three sons were completely stunned. The Sea of Sighs, the Jingyuan Stone, and the Peak of China, which one is not a famous term?
, those are mysterious things that are only heard but not seen. When these terms are used in the entire world of cultivation, everyone can take a breath of cold air.
Ximen Piaofeng rolled his eyes and asked hurriedly: "Father, are you saying that the secret lies in the 'Tongtian Chess Game'?"
"Smart, that wizard is really a great master! He didn't eat or drink for ten years, and used ninety-nine essence stones to play a chess game on the top of China. After completing the last stroke,
He spit out the last mouthful of blood and essence in his body on the stone wall in front of him. The most amazing thing is that the blood and essence did not disappear, but melted into the rocks, forming lines of blood."
"Words in blood?"
"The words written in blood are probably the master's last words. It is recorded in the genealogy like this: 'The starlight changes, the crippled king appears, thousands of horses and thousands of cavalry break the astrolabe. Today I use my life essence to play this chess game and wait.
Thousands of years later, a meteor shower will appear, and the destined person will come here to decipher it. He may open the door to heaven, or enter the hell of the Eighteen Asuras. The crippled king will appear, and the world will change. Where to go, you all wish for more blessings, hahaha...'.
"
If Ares were here, he would definitely be amazed at how great the wizard from thousands of years ago was, and could actually predict the situation a thousand years later. Moreover, between the lines, he was so similar to that person from before.
Ximen Chen finished speaking quietly and looked up at the expressions of the three sons in front of him.
Ximen Piaofeng raised his head, looked at Ximen Chen and asked: "Father, the meteor shower after a thousand years should be the one four years ago. Who is the destined person?"
Ximen Chen had a mysterious smile on his face, shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
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All night long, discussions began to take place in Ximen Chen's "Jianmang Tower". As expected, the four father and son put aside the generation gap between their identities and ages, and began to intensely discuss the mysterious event described in the genealogy. Time flies.
Soon, everyone's mood became higher and higher, and they became more and more victorious...