Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 104 Memory

As Ye Xiaochuan was suppressed more and more in the ring, the worry in Yun Qiyou's eyes became more and more intense.

"What happened to him? What did he feel from that divine sword at that moment just now that made him so panicked?"

Yun Qiyou couldn't help but have this question in his mind.

Only a few senior elders and some elite disciples have such doubts.

Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan was at a disadvantage, most of the onlookers either thought that Ye Xiaochuan was deliberately holding back, or that Ye Xiaochuan had consumed a lot of his true energy in the earth-shattering match with Sun Yao in the second round, or had suffered a serious injury. Internal injuries, even though three or four days have passed, he still has not returned to his peak condition.

Chen Mo, who was on the stage, was filled with shock and uncertainty. He had watched Ye Xiaochuan's first two rounds of competition, and his strength was extraordinary, especially the one against Sun Yao. He used the Eight Forms of the Divine Sword to completely crush Sun Yao. According to Ye Xiaochuan's Your cultivation level should be higher than your own, not lower than yours.

But after a few rounds of fighting, Chen Mo clearly discovered that Ye Xiaochuan's strength was not as unfathomable as he imagined.

In the close combat, he was originally prepared to face the harassment of Ye Xiaochuan's weird movement skills, but when he actually faced him, Chen Mo didn't feel how mysterious Ye Xiaochuan's movement skills were.

Every time the two swords collide, Ye Xiaochuan is knocked back a little. Judging from the power fed back by the fairy sword, Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level should not have reached the middle stage of Yuanshen!

Chen Mo was surprised and then overjoyed!

He seemed to have seen the top ten people opening their arms gracefully to him.

Ye Xiaochuan's strength is getting weaker and weaker. No one knows that at this moment, he is actually in a state of turmoil in his heart. Wu Feng's bloodthirsty scene is like a tarsal maggot in his mind, and he can't get rid of it.

The reason why he was suppressed by Chen Mo was that he was distracted firstly, and secondly because he had a preconceived notion that the divine sword in his hand was a bloodthirsty magic weapon like the one in the hands of the demon sect, so he did not dare to use it with all his strength. The true energy is poured into the Divine Sword to prevent it from touching the bloodthirsty seal of the Divine Sword itself again, causing the Divine Sword's power to be unable to be exerted at all.

Seeing that he had been forced to the southern edge of the ring by Chen Mo, he was about to lose.

Xiaochi was scratching his head in the audience!

If Brother Ogawa loses this competition, he will not only lose all the money he finally won in the first two games, but he will probably also be in debt.

She shouted loudly under the ring: "Brother Xiaochuan! Come on! Don't lose!"

Among the many cheers and shouts, Xiaochi's voice was like a wave of waves, making no waves at all, and naturally Ye Xiaochuan couldn't hear it.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan was in a battle between heaven and man. He knew that he would lose if he continued like this.

However, if he fully mobilizes the true counterattack, will Wufeng appear in a strange and bloodthirsty scene again?

Just when he was hesitating, suddenly, there was a bang in his mind, like some kind of energy exploding. Ye Xiaochuan was shocked and backed away.

In this flash of lightning, a strange memory that did not belong to him was forced into his mind and into his soul!

It was in a valley with beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by colorful flowers. In the distance, there was a silver-white waterfall sliding down from a mountain peak, surrounded by water mist, like a dream.

On the branch of a huge tree at the edge of the valley, there were two young men, a man and a woman.

The woman was very beautiful. She was dressed in white. She was almost the most beautiful woman Ye Xiaochuan had ever seen in his life. Even compared to Xiaochi's mother, the nine-tailed celestial fox, she was not far behind.

The woman was holding a little monkey in her arms. The monkey was very cute, and its paws were playing with the woman's black hair.

The man looked familiar to Ye Xiaochuan. When he recalled it, he was exactly the same as the man in white in his dream that day. He was handsome and extraordinary.

In addition, beside the man and the woman, there was a sword each. Ye Xiaochuan took a closer look and saw that it was Wu Feng in his own hand and Zhan Chen in Yun Qiyou's hand!

"Brother Feng, you said it would be great if we were together every day, living a life without fighting in this valley, growing old together, and dying together. Immortality is ultimately illusory, and there are so many amazing talents throughout the ages. Many of our predecessors have been vainly seeking to discover the way to eternal life, but who can really escape from the three realms and escape from reincarnation?"

The man in white, whom the woman called Brother Feng, smiled faintly and said: "Lian'er, then we will stay here forever and never go out. We will sit and watch the changing winds and clouds and the setting sun and stars every day."

A happy smile appeared on the beautiful face of the woman in white who called Lian'er. She leaned her head on the shoulder of the man in white and gently stroked the little monkey in her arms with her white palms.

She said faintly: "Although I know this is impossible, I am very happy that you can say these words. Senior Samsarazi used the Tiangang Divine Calculation to deduce our destiny for us ten years ago. He said Wu Feng I have been entangled with Zhan Chen for three lifetimes and seven lifetimes of long-cherished twin swords. We are enemies in the sixth lifetime, and nothing good will come of it. I am so worried...worried that the words of Senior Samsara Zi will come true. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and almost every generation of masters of the double swords has not died well and has been entangled for the rest of their lives.”

The man in white gently stopped the woman's shoulder and said softly: "There's nothing to worry about. That bad old man has been a bachelor all his life and won't see others find happiness. I won't leave you."

The woman said: "Brother Feng, why don't we seal the two blood-refined magic weapons, Wufeng and Zhanchen? Senior Lunhuizi said that the grudges of three lives and seven lives, we are only in the sixth life, and we will have to go through another life to completely resolve the grudges between the two swords..."

"Boom!"

Ye Xiaochuan's mind roared again! All the memory fragments disappeared and merged into four words.

Blood-refined magic weapon!

Ye Xiaochuan cursed himself for being so stupid!

The memory fragment of the bloodthirsty sword just now made him feel shocked and confused. Subconsciously, he thought that the sword in his hand was an evil magic weapon.

At this moment, he heard the white-clothed woman say the four words "blood-refined magic weapon", and he woke up from a dream!

His master Zui Daoren once told him that the blood-refined magic weapon is a top-level magic weapon, and only by recognizing the master with blood can the magic weapon's unparalleled spiritual power be controlled.

Ye Xiaochuan never thought that Wufeng in his hand was also a blood-refined magic weapon! No wonder the magic weapon can absorb his own blood!

However, Ye Xiaochuan's mind flashed back to the man in white that he had seen in his dream a few days ago. The man had said, "My soul will soon dissipate, and my memory will merge into yours. I hope you can promise me, promise the request of a dying person. Thank you, young man."

The memory just now was obviously what the Invisible Sword God and the Broken Thoughts Fairy had experienced six thousand years ago.

"Oh my God! That was not a dream! Senior Sword God really merged his memory into mine!"