[Chapter 1541: People Who Should Have Died Ten Thousand Years Ago]
When Yuan Wuchang refined the three magic spirits, three beads of different colors and the size of a baby’s fist appeared in front of Yang Yiyu.
The three magic soul beads were of different colors, but they all exuded the power of the pure soul.
And it gave Yang Yiyu an impulse to swallow them at a glance, as if they were the most delicious things in the world.
Of course, this hunger came from the hunger of the Yuanshen, not the appetite.
Yang Yiyu stared at the three glowing magic soul beads and kept swallowing his saliva.
Even Yuan Wuchang stared at the magic soul beads with shining eyes, looking at the three suspended magic soul beads, his eyes were all glowing green.
Seeing this, Yang Yiyu waved his hand to put away two magic soul beads, leaving one suspended, and said to Yuan Wuchang: “Take it, I, Yang Yiyu, say one, this one is for you.”
Yuan Wuchang had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and waved his hand to put away the magic soul beads.
In fact, Yuan Wuchang knew that if Yang Yiyu had not been here today, not to mention that he could obtain a magic soul bead, even escaping from the hands of the demon spirit would be a problem.
Moreover, Yang Yiyu’s sword also left a palpitating impression in his heart, and it was already good to be able to give him one. He
remembered that he had obtained this kind of magic soul bead when he entered Wujian Valley with many independent cultivators 800 years ago. The price of one was 500,000 high-grade spirit stones in the Chamber of Commerce of Linji City, and it was in short supply.
Because it was too difficult to kill the demon spirit. If the demon spirit was not difficult to kill in the outside environment, in the demonic aura of Wujian Valley, even the masters of the Ascension Realm were helpless. It was considered a skill to be able to get rid of the entanglement of the demon spirit.
In fact, Yuan Wuchang wanted to fool Yang Yiyu into not understanding the value of the demon spirit, but he didn’t expect that Yang Yiyu was more cunning than he imagined, so after getting Yang Yiyu’s promise to give him a reward, he didn’t waste any time and refined the three demon spirits into pure magic soul beads through special means.
Although Yang Yiyu took two, he didn’t dare to think about it at all.
A man should be content. Although Yuan Wuchang refined the demon spirit into the Demon Soul Orb and made great efforts, Yang Yiyu did not treat him unfairly.
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After putting away the Demon Soul Orb, Yuan Wuchang thought about it and said thank you: “Thank you~”
Yang Yiyu snorted coldly and said: “Thank you, no need. From now on, I hope you will not be petty with me, otherwise… the sword in my hand will not agree.” He
threatened Yuan Wuchang indifferently, and the latter nodded repeatedly. He
really didn’t dare. Thinking of Yang Yiyu’s previous sword, Yuan Wuchang actually knew that he couldn’t take it.
Although Yang Yiyu was a middle-stage Mahayana cultivator, Yuan Wuchang was a Mahayana Great Perfection cultivator. In fact, after seeing the power of Yang Yiyu’s sword just now, Yuan Wuchang knew that even if there were two of them, they would not be Yang Yiyu’s opponent.
The reason why this old man is an old man is because he can see far. After understanding the gap in strength between him and Yang Yiyu, he is ready to hide anything from Yang Yiyu from now on, so as not to make Yang Yiyu hate him, which may shorten his life.
After the old man changed his attitude, Yang Yiyu didn’t say much. After all, he still had to rely on this old immortal to travel in Wujian Valley.
There was no need to make things awkward.
As for the magic soul beads, although they were precious, Yang Yiyu also knew that everyone should share the wealth, so as to avoid Yuan Wuchang’s hypocrisy. The
following road, the two of them walked smoothly. Without the appearance of the demon spirit, some of the remaining formations were indeed as Yuan Wuchang said. This old immortal knew where to go and where there were dangers, etc. He could resolve them.
Not to mention that the road was smooth, but there was no major danger.
Five days later, the two walked out of the dim demonic aura, and their sight suddenly brightened, appearing on a sunny grassland.
“Finally out, it’s so damn depressing.”
Yang Yiyu couldn’t help but mutter to himself, and raised his foot to move forward while speaking.
At this time, Yuan Wuchang hurriedly said, “Saint Lord Yang, you must not walk around…”
Yang Yiyun was puzzled. He didn’t find anything wrong here. The power in the air was no longer the evil spirit. He carefully felt that it was the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Qiankun looked and found nothing wrong.
So he said, “What’s the problem here?”
At this time, Yuan Wuchang smiled bitterly and said, “It’s not just a problem, it’s a big problem. Don’t you find that it looks like flowers and plants are blooming here, full of vitality, but in fact, there is not a single insect to be seen?”
After Yuan Wuchang said this, Yang Yiyun finally reacted. It was indeed sunny and flowers and plants were flourishing here, but there was not a single caterpillar to be seen. There was no living creature, and it was dead silent. It
was completely different from what the eyes saw, too weird.
It stands to reason that in a place with flourishing vegetation, there should be at least a small creature like a worm, but there is none here.
“Don’t keep me in suspense. Tell me what’s going on here?” Yang Yiyun looked at Yuan Wuchang and asked.
Yuan Wuchang said with a righteous look, “This is the Thousand Demon-Slaying Formation. It is rumored that there are a thousand ancient formations here, which are the formations that many immortals in ancient times jointly set up to kill the demons. There are
thousands of formations here, each one is different and all-encompassing, including killing formations, trapping formations, teleportation formations, flame formations, ice and snow formations, puppet formations, demon spirit formations, etc. There are even space group formations, which are directly the formations that the immortals used to trap themselves forever in order to kill the demons. They practiced and survived in the formations, maintained the formations, etc.
Of course, there are also rumors that the real core of the Thousand Demon-Slaying Formation was destroyed by a big demon, so it has lost its original power.
But even so, these immortal formations are immortal formations after all. They have existed for an unknown amount of time and have not completely collapsed. They are still running…
It’s just that now its power is much weaker. However, despite this, the power of these formations is not something that cultivators can touch…
Ten thousand years ago, I and a large group of top immortals at that time formed an adventure team, and we overcame all obstacles along the way and broke into the Thousand Demon-Slaying Formations…”
When Yuan Wuchang said this, his face changed, and a look of palpitations, fear, and even pain kept emerging on his face, as if he had returned to the memories of tens of thousands of years. He lowered his voice and stopped.
Yang Yiyu did not interrupt him and waited for him to continue. He knew that Yuan Wuchang, the immortal old man, was a man with a story.
Sure enough, Yuan Wuchang paused and continued, “…all died…my best brother, my son, the passages I knew and didn’t know, all died in it…
The Thousand Demon-Slaying Formations. In the array, it was God who let me survive… Hundreds of us entered the Wujian Valley, and when we reached the Demon-Slaying Array, only ninety-eight people entered… I was able to survive because I… I… I was afraid of death… I… I stopped and did not go to save anyone. I became a deserter and never set foot into the second level of the Demon-Slaying Array…
Back then, I watched them disappear one by one in front of my eyes and disappear in the sea of dead flowers in front of me…
Some people disappeared directly out of thin air, some people were strangely swallowed up into the darkness, some people’s flesh and blood melted into a pile of bones, and some people were swallowed up by strange creatures…
I was scared, and after entering the first level, I stopped, turned around and ran. I ran for three hundred years and finally one day I ran out But they all disappeared in the second layer…
Ten thousand years ago, I was actually the one who deserved to die… Fellow Taoists, I… my son… I, Yuan Wuchang, am sorry for not being able to live and die together with you. Today I come to atone my sins… For ten thousand years, I have been unable to get out of the shadow in my heart, and I have been unable to get over the hurdle in my heart… Now I come to accompany you…”
After saying this, Yuan Wuchang was already in tears and couldn’t speak.
Yang Yiyu was really surprised to hear the old guy Yuan Wuchang speak. Although he was a little incoherent and incomprehensible, he still understood roughly.
A person’s eyes can’t lie. Seeing Yuan Wuchang’s tears and talking about son, fellow Taoist and the like, Yang Yiyu knew that he was not lying. His emotions and eyes It can’t be fake.
Listening to this old guy talking about ten thousand years ago, when he first entered Wujian Valley, Yuan Wuchang said that if it weren’t for something… he would have ascended to the fairyland ten thousand years ago.
Now it seems that this old guy might really be an immortal who has lived for ten thousand years.
According to the old guy, he entered here ten thousand years ago, but he seemed to be a deserter, saying that he was a person who should have died ten thousand years ago, while his son and many friends of the same path and others stayed in the Wujian Valley Magic Pearl Array forever, some died and some were trapped. Only he survived by chance, but he was afraid of death and did not enter the second level of the Demon Killing Thousand Array.
It sounds like the old guy Yuan Wuchang is more like coming here to atone for his sins, rather than to earn spirit stones.
This made Yang Yiyu very confused.
(End of this chapter)
