Jun Buran's words made Feng Wuxie's complexion condensed.
He looked at Feng Wuxie's solemn expression and spoke again:
"You should know how you came into this world."
Feng Wuxie was taken aback for a moment.
What Yaoxi had said before came to mind.
She is the clone of Yao Xi's blood.
When the consciousness of receiving the soul is sober, it is the day when she is called to this world.
"It seems that you have not forgotten, you are actually a clone."
Jun Buran said lightly.
Feng Wuxie's heart jumped suddenly.
Although he has accepted this fact, he still feels unhappy when he hears this.
"Face the soul-satisfaction and defeat the soul-satisfaction. This is what you are destined to do when you came into this world. Emperor Qianxie, Xiao Zi, Bai Ruochen, Crow Kill... They can help you, but you are the only one who can kill the soul-satisfaction. -Feng Wuxie!"
Jun Buran's quiet voice returned in the hall:
"... Why..."
Feng Wuxie only felt confusion in his mind, and asked in a quiet voice.
Jun Buran raised his hand and nodded her, and replied calmly:
"Yaoxi gave you life, and you have to fulfill her wish for her. This is a contract of fate and a responsibility you must bear."
Above the hall, there was silence again.
Feng Wuxie closed his eyes and thought, Jun Buran watched leisurely.
For a long time, he chuckled lightly.
This time, Jun Buran's voice became softer:
"Little girl, it's not that you can't erase the soul, but if you kill him, it will interrupt your destiny. As a result, you won't be able to do anything, but you have to endure your destiny. The backlash of the power!"
Hearing the words, Feng Wuxie slowly raised his head and looked at him.
"At that time, all traces of your existence will be erased from this world, and your soul will be scattered and no one will remember." Jun Buran said:
"Even Emperor Qianxie will forget you completely."
Feng Wuxie was shocked by the consequences and his heart was cold.
"... I understand..." She had a deep voice, and paused: "Thank you..."
"You don't need to thank me, Ben Jun is not a good person."
Jun Buran waved his hand:
"It's just that Ben Jun has a kind-hearted wife, so occasionally doing something good will make her smile."
While speaking, there was a touch of gentleness!
"..." Feng Wuxie was speechless for a while!
Why are you talking about serious topics when dog food suddenly spread!
"You want to hand over the civil and wood double swords to me because of my fate?" Feng Wuxie asked after a moment of silence.
"Exactly, this is my promise to God Yu."
Jun Buran chuckled lightly after listening to her.
Feng Wuxie couldn't remember how many times he was surprised: "Yu Shen? Promise?"
A flash of memory flashed in Jun Buran's eyes:
"This monarch once obtained Yushen's soul fragments and inherited all of his knowledge of refining. The soul fragments cannot exist for long. Before dispersing, he only asked for a promise from the monarch-to build nine swords and find them to fight against. The destiny of the soul.
"
"Since this monarch has agreed to Yushen, he will naturally not break his promise. That's why I left a clone here to settle this cause and effect."
Jun Buran said.
"In that case, why do you seal Yanyu and the others separately?"
Feng Wuxie asked.
"Heh..." Jun Buran smiled, as if he heard some joke:
"Little girl, do you know what materials these nine-handed swords are made from?"
He asked a question back.
Feng Wuxie shook his head.
"These nine swords are all made of the flesh and blood of ancient fierce beasts with corresponding attributes. The sword spirit among them is made by me intercepting part of the soul of fierce beasts."
Jun Buran put it lightly.
Feng Wuxie was also a little numb.
The man in front of him has the means to reach the sky, far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Now, when he heard him cast swords with ancient fierce beasts, Feng Wuxie actually had a kind of: Well, this is a reasonable-feeling...
"So... what does it have to do with your sealing them."
Feng Wuxie raised her eyebrows and asked.
This matter is related to the long-standing relationship between Yan Yu and Chi Yan, so she wants to ask clearly.
Jun Buran looked at her and changed to a more comfortable position.
"The ancient ferocious beasts are too hostile, and the refined sword weapons are full of resentment and devilishness, so this monarch sealed them to eliminate the ferocious aura."
Speaking of refining tools, his tone was somewhat relaxed:
"The first three-handed sword refined by Yaoxi was taken away to the Soul Beast Realm and handed over to the Xuelonglin clan for purification. After that, she had no news. I sealed the remaining four swords. , Leaving only Tumu Erjian by his side."
When Feng Wuxie heard this, he suddenly connected what he had experienced in his heart.
When she first met Yanyu, she thought she was infested by evil spirits.
Now that Jun Buran said that, the truth should be that there is still a remnant of the fierceness on Yanyu's body...
And the three swords in Wuyan's body should have been handed over by Yaoxi to Patriarch Xuelonglin, Youchen, for safekeeping.
She was thinking, but heard Jun Buran say:
"Speaking of which, that ancient god of death should be in your space."
Feng Wuxie was a little surprised. He said this suddenly, but nodded, "Exactly."
"Yeah..." Jun Buran straightened up, holding his chin: "I really want to see him."
"... Can you ask the reason?" Feng Wuxie asked vigilantly.
The person in front of you has used the Shanggu beast to forge a sword...
Did he want to kill with a crow on a whim...
"What are you thinking about!" Jun Buran glanced at Feng Wuxie: "My wife always said that the ancient beast-death is a very beautiful bird, so I was curious."
"... Crow kills are not birds..." Feng Wuxie opened her mouth to refute, but she didn't know where to start.
Jun Buran's sudden request made her... a little surprised...
"Let me ask him." Feng Wuxie could only say so.
"The crow kills..." she spoke with her divine spirit.
Before Feng Wuxie could speak, Crow Killer continued:
"I have heard it through your soul mark."
"It just so happens, I want to see him too."
Said the crow kill.
"Okay." Feng Wuxie didn't talk nonsense, and opened the ancient tower space.
A faintly cold soul light appeared.
A crow killer, dressed in black costume, stepped out!
He and Jun are not dyed in black, the other in white robe; the other is like a demon, and the other is like an immortal.
The moment the two people met, the hall seemed to freeze!
Feng Wuxie only felt breathing stagnant!
Then in an instant, it returned to normal.
"The ancient god of death..." Jun Buran said softly, with a subtle danger in his tone.
Feng Wuxie felt his heart lifted up.
"... My wife likes your feathers very much. Can you give me one and I will exchange it for one thing."
Next Jun Buran's words, made Feng Wuxie almost spit out a mouthful of old blood...
But Crow Killing looked inconvenient: "Okay."
He did not ask what it was.
As Jun Buran, if the things given are useless, it is really self-defeating.
The crow killer turned his hand, and a black feather floated towards Jun Buran.
Jun Buran stretched out his hand to catch it and waved his other hand.
One thing fell on Feng Wuxie's hands.
"This thing may be of interest to you," he said.
Feng Wuxie looked down and found that it was a cold black crystal ball.
"What is this..." Feng Wuxie was about to ask.
The next moment, she opened her eyes wide!
In the crystal ball, the figure of Emperor Qianxie unexpectedly appeared!
Feng Wuxie suddenly raised his head, and was meeting Jun Buranyun's breezy eyes.
"Di Qianxie is among them. When the crystal ball fades away, it is the day he leaves the customs. If the crystal ball breaks..."
He did not continue.
But Feng Wuxie understood that if the crystal ball shattered, Emperor Qianxie might die.
After Jun Buran finished speaking, he collected the crow feathers in his hands and closed his eyes slightly:
"Well, you have already answered enough questions, Feng Wuxie, you should go back."
Feng Wuxie opened his eyes slightly: "Wait..."
She wanted to ask something, but she saw Jun Buran waved.
Then she found herself standing outside the door of the temple!
Crow Killing has also returned to the ancient tower space.
"Feng Wuxie, I admire you very much, and I hope you can kill Nahun and break free from fate."
"Behave well, Ben-will pay attention to you."
Jun Buran left a few words and ignored her again.
This guy... He doesn't seem to be polite at all!
Feng Wuxie cursed secretly in his heart.
But she knew in her heart that Jun Buyan saw her this time, I'm afraid it was just to give her a chance to solve her doubts.
and…
Feng Wuxie held the crystal ball in his hand to his eyes.
The influence of Emperor Qianxie's eyes closed tightly, but it was difficult to conceal the power of the king emanating from his body!
How can I help you...
You must be okay...
Feng Wuxie stood for a long time before he managed to suppress the boiling emotions in his heart.
She bowed her head and kissed lightly on the influence.
—No matter how long, I will wait for you, so you must come back.
(End of this chapter)