The two looked at each other in silence. After a moment, a trace of light flashed in the little boy's eyes, as if he was conscious. Suddenly, he kowtowed to the middle-aged Taoist and murmured: "Master."

The head of Tianjian Sect couldn't help laughing. He put the umbrella in the snow and picked up the little boy with both hands.

The snow was deeper and fell silently. At night when the lights first came, I don’t know which house in the shabby alley was the little boy’s house.

The snowflakes fell on the black hair of the head of the Tianjian Sect, and were wet on his temples and eyebrows, as if they were gray-haired. The little boy suddenly raised his hand and gently flicked the frosty snow on his hair for the middle-aged man. At that moment, his eyes were very bright. The head of the Tianjian Sect did not dislike the boy's dirty hands, but just smiled faintly.

The story on the shabby alley soon disappeared at the next corner. Only the paper umbrella blown by the wind in the snow slowly told the past, and the heavy snow silently drowned their footprints bit by bit.

The sound of firecrackers exploded and spread into the wind of the new year, turning into auspiciousness for the new year.

Year after year, year after year, as before... How many years have passed in the blink of an eye?

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The past comes, but hundreds of years have passed, and the sound, appearance and appearance of yesterday seems to be the same as yesterday.

Liang Wensheng's old face gradually showed a smile on his old face. After he accidentally met the head of the Tianjian Sect in the city, he could be said to have dedicated all of it to the Tianjian Sect.

Tianjian Gate is a bond that he cannot escape and give up in his life.

Therefore, before his life span was over, he would do everything he could to kill the world.

Finally, he handed over the Soul-Devouring Banner to Ye Tian, ​​not only because Ye Tian was a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, but also because he had high hopes for him.

Liang Wensheng's various actions were all devoted or did things against each other. The ultimate goal was to leave a trace of incense for the Tianjian Sect. Ye Tian's sudden return made Liang Wensheng, who was originally in trouble, ignited hope.

However, just when I raised my hope, I encountered these twists and turns. Now things are in front of me, and many things flash by, but it seems like I have experienced different reincarnations. At this moment, although I am about to die, there is still a trace of hope. The Soul-Devouring Banner has been handed over to Ye Tian. Even if I die, Ye Tian will not give up on the Tianjian Sect. At least, the hope has not been destroyed compared to before. Even if the immortal stone in my hand is taken away and all the planning is in vain, Liang Wensheng can only accept it silently.

There were so many thoughts, but in a flash of fingers, Liang Wensheng's seriously injured figure was about to hit the ground. At that moment, he suddenly felt a sense of emotion. He closed his eyes, and a very familiar sword energy suddenly ignited in his lungs. It seemed as if a dazzling spark had suddenly risen, his mood was clear and his sword bones were hot.

The man from many years ago seemed to overlap with the boy today. His figure did not fall anymore, he hovered in the air. A straight sword held his back, buzzing and trembling, as if he had been lonely for millions of years.

This sword is not a difficult magic weapon. It was originally his first sword from Jiange to the beginning, and he took the sword from thousands of miles away, and his intentions are at the sword, and he has been using it until now.

Liang Wensheng subconsciously reached his hand behind his shoulder and held the sword. The sword energy splashed, evaporating the rain curtain into a mist, and the sword light was shocked.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, holding the sword in his hand, looking at the familiar patterns on the sword, and looking at the countless deep and shallow gaps on the blade. Suddenly, his eyebrows and eyes widened, turned into a soul and soared into the sky.

"Master, I, Liang Wensheng, can meet you with a smile on my face. I, Liang Wensheng, are not the sinner of Tianjianmen."

In the Tianjian Sect, a young man grew up and was talented and stood out among the many disciples. All this was just for the words of that year.

In order to follow his master, he practiced harder and harder than any disciple. He never carried the boring path of cultivation day after day, year after year. In the entire sect, all the most difficult and most difficult tasks were borne by him, and he achieved the current realm of transformation of the gods.

Time is like a white sturgeon. Unless you are ascending to immortality, mortals will eventually end up scattering and the moment when life and death are separated, he had made a vow in front of his mentor. In this life, he will protect the Tianjian Gate with his life. Now that he is dead, he can fulfill his previous promise.

"Then are you going to freeze to death on this snowy night, or choose to go to the mountain with me?" That sentence drifted away from Liang Wensheng's last touch of spiritual consciousness.

Liang Wensheng's body began to wither, and his face was still smiling, his eyes closed, and all the brightness and figure in his body gradually disappeared.

Ye Tian, ​​who left the teleportation formation and said goodbye to Liang Wensheng, had no idea what was happening in the distance.

After leaving that teleportation formation, he came to another desolate place. But by some coincidence, this place was actually a desolate teleportation formation.

However, the teleportation formation in front of me was already empty. Because the Heavenly Demon Clan was about to invade, many monsters had already lurked to the human world. The Heavenly Demon Clan's top priority is that it will definitely look for some teleportation formations, so there is no one around within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Ye Tian was thinking about the teleportation formation in front of him, and suddenly a soul pierced through the sky from a distance and entered the soul-devouring banner in an instant.

The aura of the soul was a little familiar, but there was no spiritual sense at all. Ye Tian's expression suddenly felt a little lonely. He knew who the soul belonged to. Liang Wensheng thought he had already died.

Without waiting for him to think about it, his spiritual sense suddenly noticed another breath. He immediately looked for the source of the breath, and turned out to be a boy with a familiar face.

Ye Tian looked at the boy's face and thoughtful. Suddenly, his heart moved. He smiled at the boy and said, "Zhu Qian, are you still alive? It's been a long time since we saw you."

"Well, it's really a long time no see. You can still recognize me. It's really good." Zhu Qian smiled faintly and replied.

The Zhu Qian in front of me completely changed his appearance compared to the person in Ye Tian’s memory, so Ye Tian had to carefully identify it before he could confirm that the fat Zhu man in front of me was the one he had back then.

Even though Zhu Qian in front of him seemed much more refined and his appearance was a bit handsome than before, the expression on his face showed that he had experienced many twists and turns during this period.

Moreover, it can be detected through the spiritual consciousness just now, and Zhu Qian has reached the early stage of transformation of the gods.

After the battle between the Tianjianmen and the Three-ring Golden Sword Sect and the Yang family, Zhu Qian, as a junior, should have survived, but when Ye Tian returned to the Tianjianmen, he only saw Liang Wensheng, an old friend.

Even Ye Tian once suspected that Liang Wensheng used the Soul-Devouring Banner to sacrifice the surviving disciples, but after he met several disciples who had met with one encounter with the Tianjian Sect before, he gave up this idea.

The two looked at each other face to face, just acquaintance and smiled, but no words were spoken. Ye Tian didn't know where to mention it, but the serious Zhu Qian in front of him actually made him a little unfamiliar.

Finally, this blessing caught the topic and sighed: "Finally, the years have passed, and your mood has changed. Now things have changed, and time has changed, and it is impossible to be like the past."

Ye Tian was silent after hearing this, just nodded without saying anything.

"Brother Ye, aren't you curious about why I wasn't dead? When you fought with the ancestor of the Yang family, you attracted a lot of attention and our disciples were able to survive." Zhu Qian's expression condensed, as if he had recalled the scene before, and said with emotion.

"I think you have encountered some situations and twists and turns, but it's okay, you're much calmer than before. I originally thought that your personality would always be like this, but I was wrong. In hundreds of years, you can still completely change a person." Ye Tian said as usual.

Zhu Qian's original talent was not bad, but because of his careless personality and greedy for small gains, Ye Tian had an estimate of him at that time that this person would be unable to cross the state of Nascent Soul throughout his life.

Even for hundreds of years, the Nascent Soul to Transformation of God is still an unattainable target for many monks. Most of them have exhausted their lives over the years.

"Well, that's true. My personality before has caused many troubles to Brother Ye. I think I feel very ashamed. In addition to being entrusted to see Brother Ye today, I also took this opportunity to thank Brother Ye. It's not just that you killed the ancestor of the Yang family and saved the Tianjian Sect." Zhu Qian's words seemed to be calm, but a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes.

After hearing this, Ye Tian fell silent again. Zhu Qian's sudden appearance was actually entrusted by someone. At the moment of invasion of the Heavenly Demon Clan, who would come to find him? Moreover, there were not many people he could know in this third heaven. Even if he was thinking, Ye Tian could not think of who the person Zhu Qian was.

"Brother Ye, do you still remember the person who taught you "Nine Turns Innate Innate" "Nine Turns Innate Innate Star Induction Technique, that person came to entrust me to come to find you. He asked me to take you to find him. Then he will teach you how to break through the "Zhu Xian Sword Technique"." After a while, Zhu Qian looked at the mountains in the distance and spoke faintly.

The answer was beyond Ye Tian's expectations. The man who taught himself "Nine Turns Innate Innate" "Nine Turns Innate Innate Star Induction Art" actually found Zhu Qian. However, after careful consideration, Zhu Qian was able to reach the realm of transformation of the gods, and had a help from his masters, and his temperament became so mature, so it was very likely that he had been promoted by his masters.

"Forget it, go back and tell that person that I can comprehend the "Zhu Xian Sword Art" myself, so there is no need to bother him!" Ye Tian said as if he was plain, but he was full of anger.

He had known too much about the woman in red before, and since he broke the void, he had been targeted and used by these people. So at this moment, he had no good feelings for those practitioners who were from the same lineage as him.

"Brother Ye, I think you know that you and I are just chess pieces. But your weight is enough to shake the Ninth Heaven. Now that the invasion of the Heavenly Demon Clan in the human world is just the beginning of all disasters. The Ninth Heaven is about to be in chaos. Why do you have to worry about such small things? When you are truly successful, what else can you limit you?" Zhu Qian cried and advised.

Ye Tian ignored Zhu Qian, but instead glanced at him with a sneer on his lips. Seeing him like this, Zhu Qian knew about this, so he could only give up. He couldn't help but shake his head, got up and prepared to leave.

"Brother Ye, here is a chapter of brocade, which records the artistic conception of the ancestor Ye Tian's previous use of "Zhu Xian Sword Art". The immortal leader asked me to send it to you. I know he has another purpose, but in the end this thing can benefit you a lot from the path of cultivation, so if you look at it or not, you can choose it yourself."

After saying that, Zhu Qian turned around and left, leaving a brocade where he had stood before.

Ye Tian thought about it in place, picked up the brocade, swept it with his spiritual sense, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

"Assing a demon, killing decisively, indulge in lust, enter the Tao, swinging the sword to break the love thread." Ye Tian murmured.

However, the few words of the brocade made Ye Tian fall into silence. He had already had his own understanding of the "Zhu Xian Sword Art". In addition, he reached the current state of cultivation. He was at a corner, and a difference in thought was a completely different situation.

The woman in red mentioned before that in this situation, she had already discovered that it was time for him to be destroyed or established.

Whether you are a demon or a Taoist, you can achieve great success and become an immortal or a demon. This principle seems simple, but in fact it contains thousands of things.

He immediately stood up and his figure disappeared here.

Ye Tian knew that Liang Wensheng's sudden death was unrelated to the Dong family. The Dong family had been silent for so long, but he finally took action.

However, these things are still not certain, because Liang Wensheng's sudden departure seemed to have other hidden information. He also didn't know where Liang Wensheng was going. I think the previous immortal stones must have been robbed.

Losing the Soul-Devouring Banner and carrying a large number of fairy stones, it is easy to become other people's targets. Even when Liang Wensheng handed over the Soul-Devouring Banner before, he was already targeted, otherwise how could he choose such a coincidence?

The most urgent task is to search for the traces of the Dong family.
Chapter completed!