After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

Being able to cultivate to the Tribulation Crossing Stage, the Kunlun Patriarch can naturally sense what his own origin is.

He was a handful of snow on Mount Kunlun, and fortunately he was given humanity by the Immortal Master Mingchen, which enabled him to live this life.

Now that my body has decayed and my soul is about to collapse, if I could be transplanted into such a body full of vitality and spiritual energy, it would be like being reborn.

This surprise came too suddenly. The Kunlun Patriarch was so overjoyed that he was so happy that he even forgot to answer.

Jiang Xin didn't wait for him to speak, thinking it was unnecessary, and walked away: "Then let's go."

The Kunlun Patriarch came back to his senses and shouted loudly: "Little Ancestor, please stay!"

Jiang Xin turned around in response, and at that moment, Patriarch Kunlun seemed to see the glory of Immortal Master Mingchen in her.

He wanted to ask what the relationship between Jiang Xin and Immortal Master Mingchen was, where did she get the Immortal Master's inheritance from, and whether the Immortal Master had left any words about Kunlun Palace.

But when the words came to his lips, he realized that he shouldn't ask, and he could only hold back: "I hope the little ancestor can save my life."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you didn't want to live anymore." Jiang Xin held the secret treasure of fire tongs, stepped on the soft snow, and came to the side of Kunlun ancestor.

She squatted down and picked up most of his head that had fallen to the ground.

Jiang Xin did not act immediately, but explained the pros and cons to Kunlun Patriarch, "Let me make it clear first, you are getting old, and this method can only save your life, but there is no way to bring you back to your prime."

The Kunlun Palace elder with his hair tied up frowned and asked, "Then will the ancestor's cultivation and memory still be there?"

"It will retain a little bit, I don't know exactly how much." Jiang Xin glanced at him, then looked back at Kunlun Patriarch, "You use this method to keep a glimmer of hope, which is equivalent to reincarnation. You will start your life again as a baby."

Ren Yuan muttered quietly: "Isn't this equivalent to death? People will be reincarnated after death, right? What's the point of the ancestor reincarnating now?"

"You can lock in a good location for reincarnation in advance." Jiang Xin said seriously.

A bold idea flashed through Wuxin's mind.

——Is this how Donor Jiang was able to be reincarnated successfully?
It was obvious that she retained some memories that did not belong to this life, and there was enormous power hidden in her body. Even her reincarnation position was top-notch.

Wu Xin's heart was beating like a drum, and he felt that he had discovered the truth.

Jiang Xin's method was not perfect, but for a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing stage who was about to die, as long as he could retain a glimmer of hope, it was better than anything else.

The Kunlun Patriarch smiled weakly: "Reincarnation has always only been circulated in the myths of mortals. As more mortals practice cultivation, these myths spread over time. But this matter is illusory, and it has not been confirmed whether it really exists."

"I am lucky to be able to live again this time."

"It's just that my memory retention after reincarnation is not perfect. Before that, I have something to tell you."

The Kunlun Patriarch looked at the Kunlun Palace disciples present, who all looked at him respectfully and solemnly: "You go ahead."

The Kunlun Patriarch said slowly: "After my reincarnation, I will be accepted into the Kunlun Palace like the other Kunlun Palace disciples. You can just treat me as an ordinary disciple, there is no need to give me any extra treatment."

The elders of Kunlun Palace and Dai Hanshu looked at each other, and all nodded to the Kunlun Patriarch: "Don't worry, Patriarch, we understand."

The Kunlun Patriarch turned his gaze to Jiang Xin again: "Xing Shuyi has the aura of the Immortal Lord. At first, I thought that the Immortal Lord recognized her and let her into Kunlun Tianchi. Now it seems that there is another hidden story."

Chu Linfeng muttered softly: "Could it be that because Xing Shuyi has a consciousness of my junior sister, you have such a misunderstanding?"

Kunlun Patriarch sighed: "I can tell it clearly, that is indeed the aura of the Immortal Lord."

Although Jiang Xin's power is very similar to that of Immortal Master Mingchen, Patriarch Kunlun can still sense the difference between the two.

He couldn't tell what the difference was. It was as if someone had defined in advance that the two auras were different and no one was allowed to question it.

But the aura that flashed across Xing Shuyi's body earlier must have belonged to the Immortal Master Mingchen.

"Xing Shuyi may have obtained something that is closely related to the Immortal Lord. I wonder if she will really die with the protection of this thing." The Kunlun ancestor said as he looked at the secret treasure of the fire tongs in Jiang Xin's hand.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that the snowman mold at the bottom of the iron foot was empty.

Only Jiang Xin let out an "eh" and tore off a translucent film as thin as a cicada's wing from the inside, which was close to the inner wall of the mold.

"What is this?" Zhao Shi asked with concern.

"It seems to be a memory." Jiang Xiao jumped from Lin Yan's arms and stared intently at the thin film on Jiang Xin's fingertips that was two fingers thick.

This thing made him feel inexplicably familiar, so familiar that his cheek ached slightly, as if someone had slapped him.

The phantom pain on his face made Jiang Xiao subconsciously take a step back and keep a distance from this thing. However, this layer of translucent film as thin as a cicada's wing melted at Jiang Xin's fingertips.

A warm touch spread from the fingertips to the heart.

Familiar memories spread along with the warmth flowing into her fingertips, and various images flashed rapidly through Jiang Xin's mind.

She saw Qi Wanyun deceive Qi Lanqing and successfully open the altar, allowing Xing Shuyi to replace her.

Seeing Xing Shuyi growing up smoothly in Tianshui Sect, all the senior brothers in Tianshui Sect were in trouble.

Seeing Xing Shuyi leave Tianshui Sect, he provoked the geniuses in the cultivation world one after another.

Seeing these geniuses break through the Tianshui Sect’s mountain gate for her and destroy everything.

Seeing Xing Shuyi open the world barrier and cooperate with the world tree to invade the Tiancheng spirit world...

Jiang Xin shuddered and came back to her senses from these flashing memories.

This is her memory.

In a trance, she remembered that before she opened her eyes and saw the world for the first time, she seemed to sense the existence of another person at the conscious level.

But that person was too weak, and Jiang Xin never took it seriously and had long forgotten about him.

Now that I think about it, this person is Xing Shuyi.

The two of them were reincarnated at the same time, and part of Jiang Xin's aura and memories were uncontrollably projected onto Xing Shuyi.

Jiang Xin's consciousness was scattered at that time, and she was too weak to investigate further.

However, Xing Shuyi mistakenly believed that these memories came from herself and that she had traveled through the book to the Tiancheng spiritual world.

Jiang Xin burst into tears with a "wow" sound, which scared everyone.

"Little junior sister, what's wrong?"

"Woooooooo..."

【my memory!】

[Xing Shuyi is using my memory to harm people here! ]

[Not only did she kill me, she also killed my father, mother, and fellow apprentices, and she also killed brother Wuxin, and so many other innocent victims…]

[Why didn’t I take good care of my memory and let Xing Shuyi steal it? ! ]

【Ah ...

The more Jiang Xin thought about it, the angrier she became, and the louder she cried.

Ning Yao and the others who were able to hear her thoughts looked at each other, and no one knew what to do.

Jiang Xiao couldn't hear her inner voice, and circled around Jiang Xin anxiously: "What's wrong, Senior Sister? Don't cry, who bullied you?"

"Xing Shuyi...she stole my things...and harmed my family...wuwuwu..." Jiang Xin cried so hard that it made people's hearts wrenched.

Jiang Xiao was filled with anger: "What did she steal? I'll get it back for you!"

"My memory." Jiang Xin said with sobs, her voice vague.

Others didn't hear it clearly, but Jiang Xiao heard it clearly, and asked in confusion: "Didn't you take it back?"

【Then I am angry too! 】

Jiang Xin retorted Jiang Xiao with even louder crying.

Jiang Xiao shrank his neck in guilt, and was really confused, so he asked in a low voice: "But you are so powerful, Senior Sister, and you haven't leaked a single trace of your aura. How could Xing Shuyi, that rookie, steal your things?"

Jiang Xin’s crying stopped abruptly.

[That's right, how could a little bitch like Xing Shuyi steal my precious memories?] (End of this chapter)