Ye Canghai saw that the old man was deliberately trying to keep him out of the way, so he stopped entangled with him. Then he asked: "Are the gods really the demon clan?"
The white-haired old man nodded slightly and said: "Yes, half of the blood of the Celestial Demon Clan flows in our bodies. However, the blood of the Demon Clan in our bodies has always been hidden, so for countless years, no one has ever discovered the true nature of our people. identity, including ourselves. It wasn’t until I survived the last catastrophe that I discovered this secret.”
"Then why don't you tell this matter to your clan members?"
The old man sighed, "Hey, knowing some things is worse than not knowing. We, the God-descendants, have sacrificed a lot to protect the "Taikoo Tianjie" for the sake of the world. If the people knew that they were monsters, they might be shaken in their hearts. belief."
The white-haired old man looked into the distance with deep eyes, "And Pei Feng is a rebel, and the demon blood in his body cannot be hidden. Sooner or later, he will know his identity, and I am afraid that his character will change drastically by then. That will become a knot in his mind.”
Ye Canghai agreed: "I told him, he will beat me after hearing this!"
The old man chuckled: "Hahaha, there are not many people in this world who dare to beat you Bai Yu. Alas, I am most worried that he will learn about his life experience in Wuji Sect. That will definitely affect his breakthrough to the soul realm."
"Then why did you ask me to send him up? If those Taoist priests discover his identity, will he still have a way to survive?"
The white-haired old man said: "There is his great creation there. He has to go to Wuji Sect. That's why I asked you to send him up. I think if his identity is really exposed, the monks of Wuji Sect will take care of you. I won’t embarrass him if I go up.”
"My face? Several peak masters have been beaten by me. I don't have much face in Wuji Sect."
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Others may not know who you are, but Xianyun was once one of your followers, so he will definitely be able to guess your identity. He will not miss the seal you left in Pei Feng's body. I know. I believe Xianyun will do something for that child."
"Hey, you always calculate everything without missing a beat. Isn't that exciting?"
"Hahaha, my body is filled with the blood of the Sky Demon Clan. I will naturally inherit the ability to predict the first demon clan in the North Sea." The white-haired old man paused and said in a deep voice, "But that's not all. I can predict everything, especially the fate of the son of Tianni, who is not in the way of heaven! That child may get some blessings in Wuji Sect that even I can't imagine."
"Oh? Is there anything in this world that you don't know about?"
The old man nodded slightly and said: "There are many, many! Although I know that the blood of the Celestial Demon Clan flows in the body of our God Clan, but why is this? Where do we come from? Why is "Taikoo Tianjie" in our tribe? Inheritance? I can’t even figure this out.”
"And I always feel that I am not the only one who laid the plan for Pei Feng. Maybe someone played a big game of chess countless years ago. Everything about the Gods was his chess game, and I was also part of the chess board. Pei Feng is his last chess piece! I hope that child can solve all the mysteries for me before my life span runs out."
After the old man finished speaking, the two fell into a long silence.
Ye Canghai finally gave birth to another child. Then he suddenly raised his head and said: "No matter what, it is a certainty that your God clan is a demon clan."
Ye Canghai suddenly laughed when he said this. "Hahaha... interesting! If this matter spreads out, it will be the number one anecdote in the world of cultivation. Those miscellaneous fishes would never have imagined that the Eastern Earth Fantasy Mist Immortal Valley, the holy land of alchemy that everyone in the world of cultivation longs for, It turned out to be a demon nest! Haha...it’s really ridiculous!”
The old man looked slightly angry, "Canghai! You are already above me in terms of cultivation, why are you still acting like a child!"
At this moment, another old man with a white beard walked into the pavilion carrying a tray of tea sets. He saw Ye Canghai's lost appearance and was so amused that he couldn't help laughing. It’s just that he understands that the guest who came today has a distinguished status and extremely high cultivation level. He suppressed a smile and placed the tea tray on the stone table. After saluting Ye Canghai and the white-haired old man, he slowly exited the pavilion.
"Drink tea, drink tea." Ye Canghai finally stopped laughing and picked up the tea cup. He glanced at the old man with white beard who left and asked, "Which of your old disciples is he?"
The white-haired old man said: "Third disciple, Qian De."
"I remember that you always had a disciple who was a genius and had quite a bit of research on poison. What was his name?"
"You should be talking about Qian Mo."
"Yes, it's that little guy. How is his practice now? I gave him some pointers on martial arts back then."
"According to my calculation, he should be at the Wuji Sect in the Western Region now."
"Wujimen? I've been to Wujimen several times, but I've never seen him."
The old man smiled and said: "You went to Wujimen to find a wife, so why would you look at him twice? Moreover, a thousand years have passed, and the little guy at the beginning has become an old man. How can you still recognize him?" After I reshaped your body, your own appearance completely changed, and he couldn't even recognize you."
"If he's not here, why did he go to Wuji Gate?"
A flash of sadness flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, "Oh, that kid is focused on refining poison. He is obsessed with heresy and has no repentance. I can only bear the pain and expel him from the school."
"Here's a theory? Poison pills are not pills? Can't you make poison pills in this holy land of alchemy? That kid can find another way, which shows that he is extremely talented in alchemy. Are you always confused?" Ye Canghai said this. , his eyes flashed, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly said: "No! You old bastard, do you think I can't think of it? How come he accidentally arrived at Wuji Sect and became the alchemist of Wuji Sect?"
The white-haired old man was speechless at Ye Canghai's question.
"I guessed it, you old bastard, you would rather abandon your apprentice to pave the way for your own people! Really or not? You deliberately let Pei Feng and Qian Mo meet, and that's why you set up this situation!"
The white-haired old man sighed, "There is indeed a reason for driving him out. Qianmo is my last move for Pei Feng. Without Qianmo, it would be difficult for Pei Feng to achieve the golden elixir. My tribe of gods have been unable to break through the golden elixir since ancient times. Dan realm. It’s because the blood of the demon clan flows in our bodies. The demon clan cultivates the five elements, while the immortal cultivator cultivates spiritual energy.”
Ye Canghai said: "So, the golden elixir formed by your people contains the power of the five elements. If the golden elixir is impure, it will lead to death if it is broken!"
"That's right! That's why I asked you to help Pei Feng break the golden elixir he condensed for the first time. His golden elixir contains both spiritual power and the power of the five elements. It's impossible for the golden elixir to be impure. Breaking the elixir successfully. If he wants to step into the soul realm, he must form the purple golden elixir. The reason why I can become the only divine tribesman who successfully breaks through is because the golden elixir in my body reached the level of one in ten thousand. The level of purple golden elixir."
Ye Canghai spread his hands and said: "Is the Purple Gold Pill great? When I was in the Golden Pill realm, I also formed the Purple Gold Pill, and it was the biggest one. Have I shown off?"
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Canghai, you can stand and talk without back pain! Not everyone in the world can have top-notch heavenly spiritual roots! Your cultivation talent is absolutely unmatched by anyone in this world, not even Ji Wu Yun's spiritual roots are also under yours. So you can live a free life. We, the gods, have the blood of the demon clan mixed in our bodies, and we only have yellow spiritual roots. If our people want to form the purple golden elixir, it will take a lot of effort. price."
Ye Canghai felt happy from the bottom of his heart when he heard the white-haired old man's words! "Did you just say that Ji Wuyun, that old popsicle, is not as good as me?"
"Although Ji Wuyun's spiritual roots are not as good as yours, his effort in cultivating a single step is a thousand times more than yours. You only have women in your heart, how can you take cultivation seriously! So you will never be him opponent!"
Ye Canghai laughed sarcastically, revealed the matter, and said: "So, Qian Mo has the ability to make Pei Feng form the Purple Gold Pill?"
"My alchemy skills have been taught to him. I believe he can do it. His talent lies in the poison path. I don't know much about the poison path, so I don't have much to teach him. The only way is to leave here. The path he should take. In the future he will understand my painstaking efforts."
The two were silent for a while, and Ye Canghai sighed and said: "Hey, you are too tired from living. Everything in the world is clear, so what else do you expect from life?" Then Ye Canghai picked up another one. Heizi asked: "Who will win and who loses in this game of chess?"
The old man smiled and said, "When did you defeat me?"
"You know the way of heaven, and your ability to predict is unparalleled in this world. Naturally, I can't win. But..."
Ye Canghai suddenly ejected a white light from his fingers. The white light fell into the old man's chess arena, and the white pieces in the altar turned into powder silently.
"Hey, you don't have any chess pieces this time, how can you beat me? It all depends on man-made things, even bullshit God can reverse it!"
The old man laughed loudly, looked at Ye Canghai with interest, and gestured to Ye Canghai to continue his move.
Ye Canghai was not polite and placed his black stones on the chessboard one by one. It was about to reverse the defeat. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "There is only one left, and you will lose to me, Ye Canghai, for the first time."
But he saw a playful smile on the old man's face.
"Huh?" Ye Canghai reached into the chess arena to look again, but there was nothing inside.
"Have I run out of chess pieces?" Ye Canghai's expression changed drastically, "Impossible, I should have one more!"
The old man pointed to the fallen dead branch under the sycamore tree and said, "You have already smashed that chess piece."
"This!" Ye Canghai frowned, "That colorful phoenix just now was deliberately used to consume one of my chess pieces? Was everything part of your plan?"
The old man nodded slowly and looked at Ye Canghai with a smile.
Ye Canghai became angry and swept the chess pieces on the chessboard under the stone table.
“Holy shit, I’m not going to play anymore!”
