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Chapter 262 Jiang Ming, Jiang Waner

Jiang Ming!

Decades ago, a genius disciple of the Shushan Sect.

It is precisely because of this person that the head of Shushan Sect blocked the Demon Lock Tower and strictly prohibited outsiders from entering.

Ye Fan naturally knew about Jiang Ming and the Nuyuan, and even Dugu Sword Saint, an insider, may not have known much as he did. If he remembered correctly, Jiang Ming had turned into a remnant soul and stayed in the Demon Locking Tower to prevent all Shushan disciples who were trying to break into the Demon Locking Tower.

The real purpose of Dugu Sword Saint allowing Ye Fan to enter the Demon Locking Tower is also obvious.

Resolve Jiang Ming’s obsession!

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Fan was no longer confused and continued walking forward with great strides. After a while, he saw a black shadow sitting on the wall of the passage in the distance. The black shadow looked like a human, but in fact it was a white bone.

Although the white bones were worn out with 70% or 80% of the clothes, it was vaguely different from what the disciples of Shushan were wearing. It was speculated that this was probably the body of Jiang Ming.

Ye Fan walked to the side of the bone and saw that a sword was penetrated by a sword in his chest and nailed to the wall. The blade of the sword not only had no rust marks, but was inlaid with seven stars, but also emitted a layer of blue light, which was extremely sharp.

Seven-star sword!

Ye Fan knew that this was Jiang Ming's sword, and he had no doubts about the identity of this bone in his heart, so he couldn't help but touch the hilt of the sword.

You know, as a disciple of the Shushan Sect, Jiang Ming almost became the head of the Shushan Sect. The sword he used was naturally not an ordinary person. Moreover, this sword has been immortal for a hundred years, so he is probably already spiritual.

Just as Ye Fan's hand was about to touch the hilt of the sword, a female voice suddenly said, "Don't touch that sword!"

Along with this female voice, a pale face appeared in front of him, and then his body also appeared, hands and feet, and gradually the whole person appeared in front of Ye Fan.

The girl actually walked out, but not only did not have footsteps, but her body was not moving at all, as if it was floating out. Her face was so white that it was almost transparent, and even her lips were white, which made her look very bright, but she looked like two pools of ice water.

Her slender body had simple coarse clothes, but she had a navy blue background belt tied around her waist, embroidered with complex patterns in red, blue, yellow and green colors.

Just a random look, Ye Fan recognized the woman's origin, Jiang Wan'er!

Jiang Ming and Nu Yuan's daughter have lived in the dark demon-locking tower since childhood, and have been guarding Jiang Ming's body.

In the game, after the demon lock tower collapsed, Jiang Wan'er saw Tian Ri again and was rescued by Aunt Yun of Shangshu's Mansion. Later, she came from the Emei Mountain Xianxia Sect, which was famous in the world, and called herself "Qingrou Zhenren."

But at the moment, Jiang Wan'er is still a girl who is half-human and half-demon guarding her father's body.

"Your name is Jiang Wan'er, right?"

"How do you...you know?"

Perhaps because he hadn't seen a stranger for many years, Jiang Wan'er spoke very slowly, and her voice did not have a trace of ups and downs, and even had an unknown indifference, which had a bit of sadness.

If he hadn't known what kind of origin this girl standing in front of him was, Ye Fan would have wanted to talk to the female ghost himself.

"Miss Wan'er, where is your father?"

"You actually know my father..." Jiang Wan'er couldn't help but blink, looking very curious when she heard this.

Ye Fan shook his head and pointed to the Seven Star Sword on the ground and said, "Miss Wan'er, I wonder why you stopped me from touching this sword just now?"

Jiang Wan'er hesitated: "Because...when you touch this sword...he...will wake up and kill people...so you'd better leave quickly."

"Then I want to see this former genius of the Shushan Sect," Ye Fan was silent. Before Jiang Wan'er could react, he tightened the hilt of the sword and pulled it out gently.

"Zheng..."

The clear sword sound was particularly eye-catching in this lonely stone room.

"He woke up," Jiang Wan'er said coldly, as if reminding Ye Fan.

Suddenly, a figure appeared from nowhere and quickly pounced on Ye Fan. The cold light flashed in the figure's hand, and the sword blade grabbed his throat!

"bite,"

The moment the figure appeared, Ye Fan was already on guard. His martial arts reached his level, and he could almost say that he had reached the point of "god and clear". Not to mention a sneak attack, even a hint of hostility was enough to arouse his alertness!

Although the surprise attack of the visitor was a little unexpectedly, it did not put any pressure on Ye Fan. On the contrary, as time passed, Ye Fan gradually figured out the martial arts methods of the visitor, and ruthlessly counterattacked with the "Eight Swords of the Innate Swords" against his weaknesses.

Therefore, the figure gradually fell into a passive state, from the previous fierce attack to the end, almost no power to resist.

Jiang Wan'er was so surprised that she could not speak. She naturally knew a little about her father's strength. She had many people in the Demon Locking Tower before, but they were all solved by Jiang Ming.

The young man in front of him actually suppressed his father so easily and freely. How high should his swordsmanship be?

"clang……"

As Jiang Ming's long sword was shot down, this seemingly fierce battle ended at an extraordinary speed.

"You lost,"

Looking at the figure standing in front of him with a little lost consciousness, Ye Fan said lightly.

"I actually lost..." The figure couldn't help but repeat this sentence, but suddenly there was a little anger on his cold face: "Young man, who are you?"

I have to admit that Jiang Mingming is really a handsome man. Even if he is a remnant soul, he can vaguely see his handsome facial features and his white hair. When placed outside, it may cause many illegitimate people to scream.

No wonder the man with such a talented and handsome man would love him and sacrifice his life for him regardless of the separation of the shemale.

"I'm here to save you, Jiang Ming, you have been in this demon lock tower for too long..."

"Is that right?" Jiang Ming murmured for a while, turned to look at Jiang Wan'er, and asked, "How many years have you been?"

"I don't know, there is no time in the tower." Jiang Wan'er shook her head and said.

Jiang Ming turned around and looked at Ye Fan curiously and said, "Are you a member of the Shushan Sect?"

"That's right," Ye Fan frowned and said, "Jiang Ming, don't you understand what happened yet? You are dead!"

"I'm dead?"

Jiang Ming's "body" suddenly shook, looked at himself in disbelief, then looked at the bones on the ground, and murmured: "I'm dead? Yes, I was already dead a hundred years ago. By the way, where is the Nuyuan... where is the Nuyuan!"

"Mom has already died in order to save you." Jiang Wan'er glanced at him and said lightly.

"Yes... Nuyuan is dead," Jiang Ming hugged his head in pain when he heard this, and murmured: "She is dead... Why am I still here... Why!"

His voice was hoarse, like crying and complaining, as if he was venting the resentment and unwillingness of the past century.

Ye Fan couldn't help but shake his head. Jiang Ming was also a pitiful person. He fell in love with Nuyuan, but the latter was a monster. He wanted to protect Shushan, but accidentally killed so many disciples of Shushan Sect who broke into the Demon Locking Tower.

I really don’t know if he recalled all this, would he collapse on the spot?

Thinking of this, Ye Fan suddenly felt a little hot in his arms. He reached out to find out, but it was the token given to him by Dugu Sword Saint when he came earlier.

"I see,"

Seeing this token, Ye Fan immediately understood Dugu Sword Saint's plan and hurriedly said, "Jiang Ming, there is someone who wants to see you."

As he said that, he threw away the token in his hand.

Suddenly, a phantom appeared in the air. Unlike Jiang Ming, this phantom was just a kind of transmission object, similar to the soul's thought transmission, and had no strength.

"Senior Brother," the phantom spoke, it was the voice of Dugu Sword Saint, "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, have you... understood?"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Ming looked at the phantom in confusion. When he was still in Shushan, Dugu Sword Saint was just a child, but now he is an old man with a deep hair and a slim hair. Anyone would probably find it difficult to recognize the gap between them.

However, Jiang Ming was Jiang Ming after all. After a while of hesitation, he still recognized the identity of the Sword Saint from the familiar eyes of the Sword Saint: "Junior Brother Dugu."

"Senior brother, the last lesson of the master, I cannot enter the Demon Locking Tower in person, and I cannot pay my respects to you personally! Please forgive me!" In the air, Dugu Sword Saint bowed, which was considered to be acknowledging his identity.

Jiang Ming was a little moved, but he said with a blaming voice: "You... still respect me as your senior brother? I'm not worthy!"

At this moment, the scene of the brothers and brothers being killed by him that day flashed in his mind... Thirty stone tablets in the stone chamber were also inserted with swords of the brothers and brothers!

"Senior brothers do not need to blame themselves! They have all ascended to heaven and reached the Pure Land, and no longer have to suffer the pain of the cycle of reincarnation in the world! From the most one-sided view of the world, what you do is indeed evil, but jump out and see, you have actually done good things!"

The sword on the stone tablet suddenly flew into the air and shone with a sparkling light. Seeing this, Jiang Ming shed tears. Among them, the most shining was the Seven-Star Sword!

"Master... Dear brothers, do you really forgive me?" Jiang Ming murmured.

"And there is also Miss Nuyuan, she has already attained enlightenment! When she personally recited scriptures to pass on you that day, she had found her way!"

"That's great, it's great!" Jiang Ming felt relieved as if he had put down the big stone in his heart.

"In fact, if you handle your relationship with Miss Nuyuan well, it may be a good cause to help you achieve enlightenment."

"I'm just blaming me for being greedy for the mortal world and not wanting to save myself. There is no way in heaven and no way in hell. In fact, I'm the only one who brings me to myself, and I have no other choice!" Jiang Ming was stunned: "Why, I just met you again today? If I had met earlier, I might not have suffered for many years."

"No! It's hard to draw a clear line between cause and effect! Witnessing everything between you and the girl garden also helps me understand many things. Senior brother, you are obsessed with for a hundred years, but it is not the result, but the process! It is a necessary process for you to attain enlightenment!"

"The weather is so strong that I will be prosperous!" Jiang Ming smiled.

At the same time, a holy light fell from the sky and fell on his head. This hundred-year-old lonely soul, now once the sudden enlightenment is about to disappear.

"It's time for me to leave - when my father is away, take good care of you." Jiang Ming said to Jiang Wan'er, who nodded with tears.

"A thought of depression and regret is gone, and grudges and hatred are like dust!" Jiang Ming smiled and turned into light and shadow gradually dissipated...

"It's really gratifying to realize the truth in one day."

Seeing Jiang Ming dissipate, no, perhaps because of enlightenment and ascension, Ye Fan couldn't help but exclaim.
Chapter completed!
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