Ye Shubai is the shadow of the two supreme elders. To him, there is not only guilt and arrogance, but more of fear.
Everyone still remembers that scene.
In the world of cultivation, one refines Qi to form a golden elixir, which is then condensed into a Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul is then gradually improved to the same level as the main body, and then the Nascent Soul can withstand the thunder of tribulation and ascend to heaven.
On the day when the demons invaded, it snowed heavily and the sky was covered with white.
Ye Shubai exhausted hundreds of years of his lifespan, shattered his own Nascent Soul, and forcibly raised his cultivation to the half-step ascension realm.
The person who originally had the greatest hope of ascending to the immortal world in broad daylight cut off his own path in this way.
A man and a sword stood in the clouds, and from the sword to the man, the boiling blood almost dyed the vast snowy field red.
Under his sword, the demon cultivators finally retreated from the ruins, and the three major sects and four major families that originally advocated retreating straightened their cowering backs and stood up again.
However, they did not help Ye Shubai recover from his injuries, but instead openly divided up his shattered Nascent Soul fragments!
The Xie family never lost a single direct descendant in the great war between good and evil, and even lost a family head in the fight to seize the ownership of the last piece!
At that time, the only two remaining elders in the Spirit Transformation Realm of the Qingliu Sword Sect were also divided into two parts, which resulted in the current two supreme elders in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
The Nascent Soul is connected to the body's soul and is almost equivalent to the heart and bone marrow of a cultivator.
They shared Ye Shubai's body at the beginning, like a group of evil ghosts and hungry wolves.
Thinking of this, the two supreme elders wished they could guard the Tenth Peak day and night until they saw Ye Shubai's bones.
"Strange, strange."
Liu Zhengxu looked at the top of the tenth peak from afar through the clouds, frowned and exclaimed twice.
The two great elders also frowned, "There is no sign of the seal being loosened, and I see there is no breath inside, so the person should have died long ago."
This seal was secretly set up by several masters in the Tribulation Realm, for fear that Ye Shubai would suddenly come out.
"You might have been tricked by that kid Yue Xingzhou."
Liu Zhengxu also hesitated: "But Yue Xingzhou doesn't seem to be talking nonsense, and I saw that the fireball released by Wen Yun was indeed the sword intent incarnated..."
Elder Dongfang waved his hand indifferently: "Even if the sword will takes shape, a useless person who has lost his golden elixir will not be able to achieve anything. If you are really worried that she will be led astray by the Tenth Peak in the future, I will eliminate this worry for you tonight."
Elder Ouyang also didn't care: "Ye Shubai died ten years ago. We don't need to be so cautious. It's already kind of us to leave him as a member of the Tenth Peak. If you think Wen Yun is inappropriate, just kill her."
His tone was relaxed, and killing someone was easier than killing a chicken in his words.
Liu Zhengxu smiled and shook his head, bowed slightly and said earnestly: "Two uncles, there is no need to do anything. As you said, Wen Yun has no golden elixir. Even if she comprehends the sword intent and transforms into a human form, she is just an ordinary person. She cannot reach the peak in this life and cannot escape birth, aging, sickness and death. Just let her go."
The two supreme elders did not object. In their opinion, killing Wen Yun was like crushing an ant. It could be done at any time and there was no need to take this ant to heart.
The three of them carefully checked the seal of Ye Shubai's retreat, and left after confirming that it was not damaged.
However, even with their level of cultivation, they did not realize that the person they had been looking for for a long time was standing at the foot of the mountain, watching their every move.
Of course, the three unlucky disciples at the foot of the mountain didn't notice it either. Only Wen Yun sensed something, but her attention was now attracted by her second senior brother.
Bai Yushan finally showed up.
His facial features are slightly rebellious, and with his wheat-colored skin, he is indeed a man as tough as his giant sword.
However, this tough guy was now kneeling on the ground in despair, tears streaming down his face.
As the eldest brother who cares about his fellow apprentices, Yue Xingzhou immediately stepped forward and said, "Third apprentice brother, what's wrong with you?"
"It's gone, senior brother. The giant sword that our master forged for me is gone." Bai Yushan's eyes were dull and his voice was so hoarse that it almost broke.
"I just wanted to dig a piece of gold stone to reforge my sword. I didn't know someone would dare to come to the Tenth Peak to steal the sword. I found the ore and hurried back to get the sword to forge. Halfway through, I remembered that Junior Sister Wen was not here and there was no one to light the fire, so I went to the next door to do odd jobs. As a result, when I came back, the sword was gone, and only the scabbard was left here alone..."
He cried out in pain and even hiccuped.
The remaining three looked at each other.
Wen Yun was puzzled: "Third Senior Brother, didn't you go to watch the inner sect competition?"
Bai Yushan lowered his head and shed tears while asking, "So the inner sect competition has already begun? Junior Sister Wen, have you returned after your defeat?"
“…” Yes, very ruthless, and without any love from the master.
Xu Wanfeng was puzzled: "That's strange, could it be that your sword flew to help Junior Sister Wen by itself?"
Bai Yushan was sober now, and reacted quickly: "My sword? Where is my sword?!"
"Today your sword suddenly flew over and carried me to the ring. We thought you were watching the game in a corner. Later, we couldn't find you and came back." Wen Yun handed over the giant sword: "So, Senior Brother didn't come?"
Bai Yushan quickly hugged the sword and stopped crying instantly. His eyes were dull: "It flew here by itself? How is this possible!"
The swords of sword cultivators are refined day by day. If they want to change the control, they must erase the imprint of spiritual power. But now the imprint on the giant sword has not been damaged at all.
What a ghost!
Wen Yun laughed dryly: "Maybe because I lit fire for it several times in the past, it gradually became alive, and this time it wants to come to me to light fire again..."
After barely fooling his three senior brothers, Wen Yun didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly rushed back to his own courtyard.
Sure enough, there was a man in snow-white clothes standing by the windowsill.
Wen Yun asked directly: "Did you control Third Senior Brother's sword to help me?"
Ye Shubai nodded coldly: "Yes."
It seems that she is not stupid. She finally guessed her identity after a while.
However, Wen Yun slapped him in the face next.
She looked as if she knew it, and said with a smile, "I guessed it was you. You are indeed the spirit of the Phoenix tree. You can control other swords before you become a sword spirit."
Then she thought about her useless dragon bone wand. She had spent hundreds of years nurturing it with her mental power, and in the end, it could only barely exert some pressure on other wands.
She praised him sincerely, but Ye Shubai looked stunned.
He said: "I am not..."
Before he could finish his words, another familiar warm magical element lingered around his body. Ye Shubai exhaled lightly without making a sound and swallowed back his denial.
Wen Yun threw light magic at his head as a token of thanks, and taught him gently, "Although you are destined to become the leader of all swords, you have not yet become a sword. First, this will damage your spiritual power, and second, this will scare the third senior brother. He cried bitterly today, fearing that he would lose the sword forged by Senior Ye."
Ye Shubai was silent for a long time before he uttered three words: "Old senior?"
Wen Yun nodded: "He is my senior brothers' master, and he is also my nominal master now. He is said to be an old senior with extraordinary talent."
After all, the three senior brothers always mentioned "Master", so Wen Yun had already perfectly outlined the image of Ye Shubai in his mind!
Ye Shubai fell into a very long silence. He subconsciously looked down at his hands. His skin was shiny and white, without any wrinkles or age spots. How could he be old
Wen Yun didn't know that she had accidentally hurt an old man's heart. She was now busy packing her luggage.
Seeing her folding the bundle with clumsy movements, Ye Shubai reminded her in a low voice: "There is a mustard seed bag in your room."
Wen Yun answered without even looking up: "I have no spiritual power, I can't open it—"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Shubai had already handed over the opened mustard seed sac.
Wen Yun turned around and looked at him with appreciation. Without saying anything, just by looking at her expression, one could tell what she was thinking, "As expected of a sword spirit, he can even open the mustard seed capsule given by my second senior brother."
It has to be said that Wen Yun really has a big misunderstanding about the world of cultivation.
After putting all his wands into the scabbards, Wen Yun earnestly instructed: "I will be attending a sword contest in a few days, and it will probably take some time for me to come back. I will ask a few brothers to water the flowers for you."
However, Ye Shubai suddenly said: "I will go with you."
Wen Yun was stunned: "Why are you following me?"
Ye Shubai also discovered this today. Now he seems to... not be able to stay too far away from Wen Yun.
As soon as Wen Yun left the Tenth Peak today, he felt an inexplicable force disturbing his mind. He only calmed down after he found her again.
It seemed as if there was an invisible thread tying the two of them, and if they were too far apart it would pull at their souls.
He originally thought that this was some kind of trick played by Wen Yun on him, but judging from her reaction, she was unaware of it either.
After listening to Ye Shubai's concise explanation, Wen Yun roughly guessed the truth.
A magician needs to use his mental power to mark his wand and establish a connection with it at all times. This step is even more necessary for high-level wands, in order to prevent the wand from betraying him and constantly deepen his mental imprint.
When she used her mental power to mark the firewood wand, she also took the opportunity to care for the poinciana tree, which was why the sapling grew so fast.
So here comes the question.
Although Wen Yun's body can only cast intermediate magic at present, her soul is still that existence that is infinitely close to the God of Magic! There is no one in the entire cultivation world who has stronger spiritual power than her!
This directly led to Ye Shubai, who lived in the royal poinciana tree, being marked with her own mark... In other words, Ye Shubai was like Wen Yun's dragon bone wand in her previous life and could not do without her.
After listening to Wen Yun's explanation, Ye Shubai stood where he was, staring silently at the girl in front of him.
She saved him, so he wouldn't kill her to break the bond, and he wasn't that kind of person.
He could also see that she was just a mortal now, and the few decades left to her were like fireworks to those who practiced Taoism, brilliant but short.
He doesn't mind being the one who guards the fireworks and allows them to bloom safely.
So, the man said calmly but seriously: "Since I owe you two lives, why not protect you for the rest of your life?"
However, these words changed their meaning when they reached Wen Yun's ears.
A magician who has reached a certain level of practice can become an immortal god. In her previous life, she was only half a step away from becoming a magic god. Even if things get worse in this life, she can at least live for thousands of years.
Seeing that he made a thousand-year vow when he was still a young seedling, Wen Yun couldn't help but be touched.
She stared at him for a long time, but finally smiled and shook her head: "No, I can't take you there."
"I went to the sword fighting meeting to seek justice for my past self. It is hard to predict whether I will live or die, and I am not sure if I can protect you."
"Besides, you should know that your Poinciana tree is very precious. If it is discovered by someone who knows its value, you will probably be in danger again."
However, Ye Shubai said calmly: "My body is incomplete now, and you are the only one who can see me."
This is also the reason why he was not discovered by Liu Zhengxu and the other two. He is now in a mysterious state that is neither real nor unreal, and only Wen Yun, who has established a spiritual connection with him, can see him.
Wen Yun looked at the poinciana tree and thought that what he meant was that it had been cut down and had sprouted again. Isn't that too tragic
Ye Shubai continued: "And since you want to take the risk, I must protect you and go with you."
He looked calm and composed, as if he was not afraid of the four words "life and death are unpredictable" from Wen Yun.
Wen Yun originally wanted to persuade him again, but an inexplicable chill suddenly rose from her back. She quickly spread out her powerful mental power, only to find that her courtyard had been isolated, and even her senior brother and the others seemed to be unaware of it.
An extremely strong murderous intent slowly rose and got closer and closer to her.
Someone wants to kill her!