"Old Jian, do you mean that the ancestor of Jiange was killed by his disciples?" Crazy Chu asked Jian Xingchen in shock.
He couldn't hide the look of horror in his eyes. Ding Xiaoyi on the side seemed to have thought of it a long time ago, and he was not surprised at all.
It can be heard from Jian Xingchen's tone that the ancestor of Jiange has encountered something unexpected.
"Yes, the ancestor of Jiange died at the hands of his disciples. It was the disciples of the Jian family who killed him, and you disciples of the Chu family were also involved." Jian Xingchen gave a strange expression to Madman Chu. When Madman Chu heard it, he was like He immediately jumped up as if he had been bitten on the butt by a dog.
He looked at Jian Xingchen in disbelief, and his face turned extremely pale.
"How is it possible? My disciples of the Chu family are the most filial to the ancestors of Jiange. How could they do such a treasonous thing?" Madman Chu immediately retorted to Jian Xingchen. Hearing Madman Chu's rebuttal, Jian Xingchen let out a long sigh.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't suppress his shock in his heart. It can be said that the ancestor of Jiange was betrayed and separated from his relatives.
"It's not impossible, and this is the fact. No one knows what the truth was back then."
"I only know that the ancestors of Jiange betrayed their relatives and were besieged by their disciples, so that's why they died."
"If you don't believe it, you can ask the person inside." Jian Xingchen pointed to the depths of the abominable canyon, and then said to Crazy Chu.
"Forget it, no need, Old Man Jian, why have you never told me this in all these years?" Madman Chu seemed to have drained all his strength, and he slumped down next to Ding Xiaoyi.
When all his beliefs collapse, he will be like a walking zombie, with no life left in his body.
Crazy Chu is undoubtedly such a person. Although Ding Xiaoyi doesn't know what beliefs he holds on to in his heart, Jian Xingchen's words made him instantly age by dozens of years.
The originally arrogant Crazy Chu seemed to have changed into a different person. His expression was decadent, and the aura around him was sluggish.
"Madman Chu, we have been fighting in this evil canyon for so many years, haven't you always hated evil as much as hatred? These are just the actions of your ancestors of the Chu family, and they actually have nothing to do with you." Jian Xingchen asked Madman Chu. He said with relief that he naturally knew Crazy Chu’s obsession.
"I, Madman Chu, hate the kind of treacherous people the most, but I never thought that my ancestors of the Chu family were actually ungrateful people who killed teachers." Madman Chu sighed as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.
"Senior, maybe there was some misunderstanding back then." Ding Xiaoyi looked at the gray-haired old man and couldn't help but expressed relief.
"No one knows what the truth was back then. We only know that several direct disciples of the ancestor of Jiange took action, and the murder of the master has been carried out." Jian Xingchen said to Madman Chu without any disturbance.
"Old man Jian, what is that headmaster's curse you are talking about?" Madman Chu pondered for a moment, and then asked Jian Xingchen curiously.
"The Headmaster's Curse is also called the Headmaster's Curse. Every Headmaster of Jiange will receive this curse, which means that no previous Headmaster will be able to escape this curse."
"Every headmaster will be betrayed by his direct disciples or his descendants during his term of office, and then die without a burial place." Hearing Jian Xingchen's words, Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath.
But he had never heard of such a vicious curse. The headmaster of Jiange was like a hot potato.
Whoever sits on the position of leader will be tortured by the curse. No wonder the headmaster was so generous and handed the token representing the headmaster to himself.
"It can't be so vicious." When Madman Chu heard Jian Xingchen's words, his expression changed again.
"Madman Chu, back then, several of the masters of Jiange passed away well, including master Jian Changkong, as well as the master Ye Ruofeng behind him, and even your Chu family's master Chu Tianshu, several of them died well." One by one, their names changed from one to another. Jian Xingchen read out, while Madman Chu fell into deep thought.
Ding Xiaoyi saw Madman Chu's solemn gaze and knew that the sword pavilion masters Jian Xingchen said should have died abnormally.
Jian Changkong, Ye Ruofeng, and Chu Tianshu. These are all former Jiange masters, and he has naturally heard of their names.
These sword masters of the past generations are all unparalleled strong men. They are also the purest swordsmen in the world. Their swordsmanship has already reached the pinnacle.
Every name can suppress an era. They are the pride of heaven, and any genius must avoid their edge.
Many practitioners are unwilling to live in the same period as these powerful men of several generations. Because their light was overshadowed by those peerless geniuses of Jiange.
Being born in the same period as them is both a misfortune and a great blessing for practitioners in the world.
Because they have witnessed the rise of legendary powerhouses from generation to generation in Jiange.
"Indeed, I remember that Chu Tianshu, the only Sword Pavilion Master of the Chu family, had his entire cultivation level devoured, and finally became a useless person."
"He suffered so much that he couldn't bear the humiliation and had to end his legendary life hastily." Madman Chu said with a twinkling look in his eyes.
"Yes, my Jian family's senior, Jian Changkong, also had a bad end. All his limbs were severed, and his entire cultivation was also devoured."
"In the end, I had to commit suicide. Although Headmaster Ye Ruofeng was better, he was slapped to death by his granddaughter." Jian Xingchen said with emotion.
"Senior, could it be that the one who slapped Master Ye Ruofeng to death was..." When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
He did not expect that the majestic sword master of the first generation would be slapped to death by his own granddaughter. This is as funny as it sounds.
"Yes, that's the one." Jian Xingchen showed a dignified look and whispered to Ding Xiaoyi.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he was shocked. No wonder Han Yuexing became possessed by fire. It turned out that she killed her own grandfather with one palm.
No one could bear this grief. He never imagined that Han Yuexing would have such a miserable experience.
"Senior, when the master gave the master's token to the junior, did he want to break the curse of the master of Jiange?" Ding Xiaoyi asked Jian Xingchen doubtfully.
Jian Xingchen shook his head and said, "The Headmaster may have good intentions and wants to help you, but that's not necessarily true. It's just that Ye Qing and the Headmaster you mentioned are very similar, and there is a certain reason for this."
"Back then, the ancestor of Jiange practiced a technique, which came from the Taoist sect. This technique can only be practiced by disciples of the Ye family, but other outside disciples did not teach this technique." Jian Xingchen explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he was suddenly shocked. Could it be that what the ancestor of Jiange practiced was the Taoist method of 'one Qi transforming three pure things'?
If this is really the method, then wouldn't the headmaster also have hidden evil intentions for himself?
"Senior, does the ancestor of Jiange practice the Taoist technique of transforming three pure beings into one qi?" Ding Xiaoyi's face darkened, and he asked Jian Xingchen.
"Yes, it seems that one Qi can transform the Three Pure Ones. It's been a long time, and I didn't think of it for a while." Jian Xingchen smiled at Ding Xiaoyi, with an apologetic expression on his face.
"Old man Jian, how did the ancestor of Jiange master the Taoist skills of Sanqing in one go?" Madman Chu asked Jian Xingchen again.
"I don't know about this. I seem to have heard from the ancestors of the Jian clan that it is not strange for the ancestor of Jiange to practice Taoist skills at the beginning. Besides, the Taoist skills are not bad." Jian Xingchen retorted to Madman Chu.
"One breath transforms three pure things..." Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were bright and he couldn't help but murmur to himself in a low voice. An idea flashed in his mind, but it was fleeting.
He wanted to catch this spiritual light, but found himself stuck in the mud again. This spiritual light was not caught by him.
"Ding boy, what are you muttering about?" Jian Xingchen asked Ding Xiaoyi curiously,
"Nothing. Will the head master practice this sect's technique?" He asked Jian Xingchen doubtfully. He didn't realize that all the weird things happening in Jiange should be related to this sect's technique.
An idea flashed in his mind, but he wasted it.
"It is said that the magical power of the ancestor of Jiange has long been lost. Maybe he also encountered an accident because of this skill." Jian Xingchen said disapprovingly.
Hearing Jian Xingchen's words, Ding Xiaoyi had no choice but to do so. The flash of inspiration in his mind disappeared, and he could no longer grasp any key clues, or it could be said that there were no clues at all.
