"Seven-point soul?"
These three words were very unfamiliar to Fu Chaosheng. He didn't know what they specifically referred to for a moment, so he was a little confused.
Jianchou also realized that his question might be a bit abrupt, so he laughed and explained a few words for him with an inexplicable emotion.
"Do you remember that I was stranded in the extreme region because of the teleportation of a human platform? I died in the city at that time..."
Everything about the mysterious old house was gradually revealed to Fu Chaosheng in her calm words.
The old house owner who had been planning for nine generations, and should be in his tenth generation now;
The kind of doubts and ironies about reincarnation;
The mysterious plum in the vase, the water in the reincarnation pond, and the stick of incense that she was supposed to light;
And, at the end, there was the presence that suddenly appeared outside the window, interrupting her burning of incense, and that mysterious sentence, half a word.
"It's a trick... Kill Xie Buchen and cut off seven of his souls?"
It was the first time that Fu Chaosheng heard Chou talk about this matter. Even considering his identity as a great demon, this matter seemed somewhat unbelievable.
Who is the owner of the old house
Is everything he has planned really a fraud
What effect will that incense have if it is lit
Furthermore, the eight characters "Kill Xie Buchen, and cut off seven parts of his soul" seem to reveal that this person has a close relationship with Xie Buchen and Jianchou, and is definitely not a bystander.
As he was thinking about this, he suddenly remembered something: "This incident happened on the eve of the decision on the list of participants in the Jiyu Ding Competition? At that time, Cui Jue and Zhang Tang both came to see you."
Jianchou was a little surprised: "Indeed."
And precisely because someone came to look for her, she was unable to see clearly what the last words left on the window were. She only saw residual water marks, vaguely half of a word, "卩".
But how did Fu Chaosheng know
"My old friend forgot that I was in the Extreme Region at that time, and I turned into Li Han of the Ghost King Clan." Fu Chaosheng was in the Ghost King Clan's meeting hall at that time. "If it was indeed that moment, I felt a force that should never belong to the Nineteen Continents, breaking through the boundary."
This made Jianchou even more surprised: "It doesn't belong to the Nineteenth Continent?"
"Before this, I have never felt such a powerful force in the Nineteen Continents. Although it seems a little weak, it should be able to kill me instantly. It is stronger than Shao Ji and obviously should not exist in the Nineteen Continents. Perhaps it comes from the Shangxu Immortal Realm."
When Fu Chaosheng said this, his tone was not very certain, and there was even a certain weirdness in it.
But to Jianchou's ears, it sounded like a string of thunder.
It was no problem to kill Fu Chaosheng instantly!
In fact, it is stronger than the "God Shao Ji" they had experienced before!
"Shangxu Immortal Realm..." Jianchou felt even more suspicious. "If the one who left the message was so powerful, why didn't he kill Xie Buchen himself and leave the message only for me? And there is also this 'Seven Souls' that I don't even know what it is."
"I don't know who the person who left the words is. But thinking back carefully, I seem to have heard the three words 'seven points of soul' when I was peeking into Xie Buchen's past..."
How powerful was Fu Chaosheng's mind? After just a moment of recollection, the result came out.
"It was a female Kunwu disciple who asked him what the sword hanging on the wall was. He then answered with three words, saying that the sword was called 'Seven-point Soul'."
"sword?"
This answer was really unexpected for Jianchou. In her impression, the only sword used by Xie Buchen was the "Human Emperor Sword". How could there be another sword called "Seven-Finance Soul"
Fu Chaosheng only said: "It is an ordinary sword, nothing special about it."
"Where is this sword now?"
"Before he left, he put it in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple. But I saw with my eyes that on the day you stayed at the inn, he had taken it back from the hidden world and placed it beside him."
Jianchou stopped talking for a moment and even couldn't help laughing.
Going around and around, this circle and this layer...
Should we say it was a coincidence
The day they stayed in the inn was the day she mentioned the "Seven-Part Soul" in front of Xie Buchen for the first time, and she successfully found out that Xie Buchen valued this thing very much.
But she never expected that the "seven parts of the soul" had been stored in the hidden world before!
You know, she has the scroll of Li Jun. Even if Xie Buchen is the master of the hidden world now, he can't stop himself from entering this world with the scroll!
But now, probably because of her test that day, Xie Buchen became alert and took back the "Seven Parts of the Soul" from the hidden world.
If he had not taken it back, it would be easy for me to get the sword now!
"Man proposes, God disposes!"
Even if one is as unwilling to admit defeat as Jianchou, when he thinks about the cause and effect of everything, he can't help but feel helpless, as if "fate is playing tricks on me" and that I am being played around by the will of heaven.
Fu Chaosheng guessed what she was sighing about, so he smiled and said, "Sometimes, no one knows what will happen in the future. Even the future that Zhoumu sees is full of strange things."
"Don't worry, I won't dwell on this and be too upset."
Jianchou could hear the subtle comfort in his words and just shook her head. She was not the kind of person who would blame herself for a long time because of a mistake.
"Moreover, judging from the situation at the time, it was understandable that I made this choice. We can never know what will happen in the future, so we can only make the best choice under the circumstances at the time. After making a choice, don't regret it. After all, that moment was the best."
So, in a sense, she and Xie Buchen are really alike.
The emotion of regret rarely appears in them.
Just as she has never regretted choosing to be with Xie Buchen, and has never regretted later embarking on the journey to repair the road and become his enemy, as for this minor matter of testing the seven-point soul, it is even less worth mentioning.
Her words seemed to get right to the essence of things.
Fu Chaosheng only vaguely remembered that he had come into contact with quite a few people on the isolated island on earth. They were ordinary and mediocre people who all had regrets to a greater or lesser extent, and would often sigh with words like "If only I had known earlier".
But she doesn't, never had it before, and never will have it in the future.
Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he chose her and even felt that his position could be decided by her
Fu Chaosheng nodded. Knowing that she was open-minded, he did not waste any more words on this matter. He just asked about another matter: "An old friend mentioned earlier that he almost lit a stick of incense in that mysterious old house. I wonder if the incense is still there?"
"I put it away."
She was a cautious person. When she got the incense and encountered such a strange thing as the words left on the window, how could she dare to take it lightly
When Fu Chaosheng asked about it, she pinched her fingers to do it.
A flash of light appeared on the Qiankun bag, and a slender brocade box appeared in the palm of his hand. He opened the lid of the box and saw the broken purple incense lying inside.
Originally there was one stick of incense, with three sticks in total.
Now that it is broken like this, it is not so clear. Only the deep purple color, faintly exuding a strange fragrance, gives people a sense of unfathomable depth.
When Fu Chaosheng saw the fragrance, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
He picked up a piece and examined it carefully for a moment, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and he gradually remembered something.
"The one who can make this fragrance is definitely not an ordinary person."
"If my clan's memory is correct, this incense is made from three drops of blood from the Nine-headed Bird of the Extreme Region. The Nine-headed Bird once operated reincarnation and carried ghosts in and out of the ghost gate. It only has three drops of blood. It is said that these three drops of blood can not only preserve a person's memory, but also a person's state of mind."
"As long as you light this incense, you will be able to sense the location of the original owner's soul and merge with it instantly."
Jianchou felt horrified when he heard this: "You can keep your mind..."
"It's what you think."
Fu Chaosheng looked at this thing with a bit of admiration.
The hard work of the Nine-headed Bird can preserve not only memories, but also the "state of mind".
The cultivators of the Nineteen Continents, when they break through from the Nascent Soul stage to the Out-of-Body stage, will face the "questioning of the heart" in the Out-of-Body stage. Before "questioning the heart", they are all cultivating the body; after questioning the heart, they are cultivating the mind.
The so-called "state of mind" refers to the various insights gained during spiritual cultivation, or even the "Tao"!
After getting Fu Chaosheng's affirmative answer, Jianchou couldn't help but gasp, recalling the scene when he lit incense that day, and felt a lingering fear.
"It seems that if I had lit this incense at that time, the tenth incarnation of the old house owner, no matter where he was, would immediately obtain all the memories and state of mind of his previous nine incarnations..."
Based on what she knew about the old house, what kind of terrifying strength and state of mind must that be
If his cultivation had already surpassed the level of "questioning the heart" at that time, he would have been able to reach the level of "reaching the sky" in an instant and even ascend to heaven in broad daylight!
Three lives and seven generations, thousands of years and hundreds of generations, even if reincarnations last for billions of years—
I am still me!
The words left by the owner of the old house echoed in Jianchou's ears again at this moment.
She could not hide the shock in her heart for a moment. Even though she was terrified when she thought about it, she could not ignore the spontaneous admiration that rose in her heart at that moment.
"An old house in the City of the Dead, hundreds of years of deceiving the heavens, what a grand plan!"
Even if he is not a great man, he is still a hero.
"If old friends are curious about this person's current identity, just light this incense and you will know immediately." Fu Chaosheng said with a smile. In fact, he was also a little curious.
But after hearing this, Jianchou shook his head without any hesitation.
She always had a strange premonition of danger in her heart about the mysterious owner of the old house who had planned for nine lifetimes and cleverly deceived the Eight Directions Hell Palace.
"Whether it is a disaster or an opportunity, it is really hard to tell. Unless it is absolutely necessary, this incense must not be lit."
A very sensible and sober idea.
Fu Chaosheng was curious, but what he said just now was just an ordinary joke. If Jianchou really wanted to ignite, he would be the first to stop it.
At this time, he put the piece of incense in his hand back.
However, the moment he saw Jianchou put the lid of the incense box back on, his previous conversation with Jianchou flashed through his mind like lightning.
Thank you, Buchen, your past life cannot be seen.
It was as if he had suddenly jumped out of the cycle of reincarnation in this life.
Could it be a coincidence
Fu Chaosheng couldn't be sure either.
If he could think of this, Jianchou should have thought of it too. That's why he said "Absolutely not" so decisively just now.
"Let's add a few more formations to block others from detecting us..."
Although he didn't know whether it would work or not, Jianchou still cast the formation on the incense box, then put it away and looked at Fu Chaosheng.
"Now that Shao Ji has joined forces with Xin Mi, what are your plans?"
"During the few days I was there, there was no trace of him in the Snow Region. But the Buddhist sect still has reincarnation, and Xinmi is plotting something with the Extreme Region, so Shao Ji naturally went to the Extreme Region."
Fu Chaosheng pondered for a moment and then told his plan.
"So after meeting my old friend, I will go back to the Extreme Region to find out what's going on."
In fact, the main thing is to check for Psoralea corylifolia.
This legendary "god" is the "ancient remnant" that coexisted with the universe in the primordial period. He is really worried about it, and even...
Feeling resentful.
Jianchou remembered that he had said before that he always felt that he and Shaoji came from the same place and were of the same species, so he understood what he was thinking and said, "It seems that it is time to say goodbye again."
"Maybe we'll meet again soon."
After all, at this moment, things are turbulent and no one knows what will happen the next day.
Fu Chaosheng stood up as he spoke, and said to Jianchou, "The relationship between the Jiyu and Xueyu regions is very close, and there are almost no restrictions on their exchanges. If my old friend has anything to say, you can call me by name, and I can hear you."
If they can hear it, they will come.
Jianchou smiled and said, "Then we'll see each other later."
"Um."
Fu Chaosheng glanced at her, a hint of something on his lips, and nodded. The vague echo still lingered in the room, and before it could dissipate, his entire figure, like the moon in the sky hidden by the mist, became blurred for a moment and disappeared.
In the dark and silent room, the only sound that can be heard is the wind blowing from the highest point of the snowy region.
Jianchou looked at the empty space opposite him, and then looked at all the furnishings in the house. While he felt calm, he felt more and more that the entire Nineteen Continents was shrouded in rolling dark clouds at this moment.
When the wind rises, I'm afraid that no one of all species will be able to escape.
She stood up, sat cross-legged on the couch, closed her eyes, and waited for the night to pass.
It started snowing again in the second half of the night, and I could hear the sound of snowflakes falling.
But Jianchou never opened his eyes to look once, until the next morning, when the tightly closed door was suddenly knocked, and Sangyang's clean and cheerful voice rang out outside the door: "Qiaguo, Sister Qiaguo, we are going to the back to see the Holy Lake, do you want to come with us?"