The small courtyard in the back mountain of Lihun Valley.
Autumn turned to winter, and several months had passed unknowingly. It was in this quiet back mountain courtyard that Ji Beichen met Yan Wugui again. Ji Beichen's expression instantly became trance-like.
Seeing that the powerful spiritual consciousness was suppressing him, Yan Wugui did not let Ji Beichen give in even a little bit, so he said angrily: "Don't be distracted, you bastard. I won't talk about today's matter for the time being. How do you explain what happened to Canglan Hai?"
"Junior, I have nothing to say." Ji Beichen admitted his failure about Canglan Hai. Although Yan Yueli followed him secretly, all the dangers he encountered were caused by him, and he could not shirk this punishment.
"Dad! Can you say such unforgiving words?" Yan Yueli's eyes were blazing, and her golden brown eyes flashed with anger. It was obvious that she was really angry.
Yan Yueli felt remorseful in her heart. If she had known that her father would speak so rudely, she would not have let the two of them see each other in such a hurry. At least there would be an elder present to suppress her father's unreasonable spirit.
Yan Wugui could not bear to make Yan Yueli angry. He raised the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile. He patiently said with his spiritual consciousness: "Li'er, don't get me wrong. Dad actually thinks that boy has a pretty good temper. But this cultivation level is indeed a bit off."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yueli immediately smiled like a flower, played with the khaki demon elixir in her hand, and replied with her consciousness in embarrassment: "He was chosen by your daughter, and his temperament and aptitude are naturally excellent. Wait for Achen to repair his Dantian and form the elixir It’s not difficult to transform into a baby.”
Faced with the sudden exchange of consciousness between father and daughter, Ji Beichen smiled bitterly. Yan Yueli's arrogant temperament was exactly the same as that of Yan Wugui. It was really like whoever raised him had his own temperament. No wonder they always said that his temperament was just like that of the ruins. Haizhen's, after all, he was raised by his master since he was a child.
Yan Wugui cleared his throat, glanced at Ji Beichen intentionally or unintentionally, and coaxed softly: "Li'er, good boy, please send the fifth-level demon pill to old man Baishi. I still have something to say with that kid."
Yan Yueli nodded reluctantly, slowly opened her tightly pursed mouth and said, "Then daddy promises me not to mention Canglanhai again!"
"Okay, daddy promises you." Yan Wugui nodded solemnly. Now that the words were spoken, he would not go back to old scores.
The two of them watched Yan Yueli leave with the demon pill, and the atmosphere became subtle again. Ji Beichen was the first to break the deadlock and invited Yan Wugui into the house. Yan Wugui did not refuse, as if he knew that Ji Beichen had something to say with him.
Ji Beichen didn't think much about it, because he knew about the world of cultivation, and Yan Wugui knew as much as he did. Even the affairs of the court could not be hidden from his eyes and ears. In addition, Yan Wugui had unique insights, so he prepared This time I had a frank and detailed discussion with Yan Wugui.
After a cup of tea, Yan Wugui was the first to speak: "If you have anything to say, just say it. I know that you went to Shenjian Pavilion before going to Canglan Sea. How are you, Master Xi?"
Ji Beichen was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, and said calmly: "I really can't hide anything from Senior Yan. What I'm going to say is indeed what Uncle Xi told me. Uncle Xi is as before in Shenjian Pavilion, and the years are peaceful, but There is something on my mind that I must tell Senior Yan."
Yan Wugui's eyes lit up and he said impatiently: "Please speak."
Ji Beichen stopped trying to keep it secret and planned to tell Yan Wugui exactly what Xi Yue said to him that day: "Uncle Xi Yue mentioned to me a book called "Heavenly Sword" in the Shenjian Pavilion. "Secret Book" is an ancient and strange book."
Ji Beichen paused for a moment, raised his eyes to see Yan Wugui's reaction, and saw that he was looking at him indifferently, as if he had no interest in the ancient book, so he continued: "This ancient book is divided into heaven, earth, and human beings." , four volumes of magic, each volume is protected by a barrier.
No matter how high the cultivation level of the person who obtains it is, if there is no corresponding key, the contents cannot be triggered. Therefore, these four enchantment keys are the key to obtaining the "Secret Book of Heaven".
The "Secret Book of Heaven" has four volumes, and the one that is most valued by the Huan Mie Sect is the "Magic Scroll". Uncle Xi guessed that Huan Qianqiu should have found traces of the "Book of Heaven" in the boundary of Cangzhou, but the key to the enchantment has never been found. This is the reason why Huan Qianqiu repeatedly invaded Cangzhou..."
Ji Beichen talked more and more, and Yan Wugui was very impatient. He raised his hand to signal Ji Beichen to stop, and then said bluntly: "You talk so much, what does it have to do with me?"
Ji Beichen took a sip of tea. He was very thirsty after talking so much. Unexpectedly, Yan Wugui was not willing to listen. Although he was dissatisfied, he still calmed down and replied in a good mood: "Senior, don't worry, these are what Uncle Xi told the juniors, and I will tell them one by one."
Yan Wugui hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "No need, I already know about the "Secret Book of Heaven" and the ambitions of the Huan Mie Sect."
Hearing this, Ji Beichen breathed a sigh of relief. Since Yan Wugui knew the origin of this "heavenly book", he could save a lot of words.
In this case, he said bluntly: "Actually, the sacred object of the Huanmie Sect that the Huanmie Sect is fighting for is the key to the Heavenly Book that can open the barrier of the "Secret Book of Heaven"."
"Well, that's true." Yan Wugui was not surprised at all. He had guessed about this matter as early as when he came out of seclusion. It was only during this period, combined with the actions of the Huan Mie Sect, that he was revealed one by one. confirmed.
"Senior also knows about this matter?" Ji Beichen was surprised. He suddenly felt that the person in front of him was terrifyingly deep. He seemed to have no secrets in front of Yan Wugui.
Yan Wugui was very accustomed to this kind of look, so he didn't mind continuing the matter on behalf of Ji Beichen: "I also know that Huan Qianqiu always thought that you had the key to Cangzhou's barrier, so he That’s why I sent people to hunt you down many times.”
Ji Beichen smiled bitterly. It was really ironic that the crime he suffered was due to Huan Qianqiu's momentary greed: "That's true. It's a pity that he found the wrong person."
"Is it really not in your hands? Or did you leave it to someone else?" Yan Wugui narrowed his eyes slightly, but the gaze in his eyes became even sharper.
This scrutinizing gaze made Ji Beichen very uncomfortable. He frowned and glared back without showing any signs of weakness: "Why did senior say that?"
Yan Wugui withdrew his sharp eyes. Since Ji Beichen asked this, it means that the "Sacred Artifact of the Demon Sect" has never been in his hands. Where could it be?
Ji Beichen had a straight face, still waiting for Yan Wugui's answer. He always acted openly and wanted to know why Yan Wugui doubted him so much.
Yan Wugui chuckled lightly. He did not doubt Ji Beichen, but did not believe in his good brother: "I heard that you have a good relationship with the 'Man with a Thousand Faces' Yan Mingxiu. During this trip to the Canglan Sea, his adopted son also Followed."
Ji Beichen couldn't laugh or cry. Yan Wugui was wary of Yan Mingxiu. No wonder Yan Mingxiu always met Wang Yuanting when he went down the mountain.
He took a sip of tea, put away his other thoughts, and continued to speak honestly: "Senior, I misunderstood. The 'Sacred Artifact of the Demon Sect' is not in my hands, but with senior."
Yan Wugui's eyes were blazing, and his face was full of confusion. As time passed, the confusion in his heart gradually turned into anger, and he even felt that Ji Beichen was looking for his happiness.
The domineering and fierce zhenqi came all over the body. Ji Beichen had just experienced the crushing of his spiritual consciousness. How could he withstand this? He quickly escaped from Xi Yue's bun and stuffed it into Yan Wugui's hands.
"This is Yue'er's thing." Yan Wugui said with certainty, playing with it in his hands with joy, looking at it again and again.
This hairpin was actually a magic weapon, made by Yan Wugui himself. Naturally, he recognized it, so he collected his energy and waited patiently for Ji Beichen's explanation.
Ji Beichen gasped for air, and after his physical discomfort slowly eased, he continued: "Uncle Xi said that she handed it to you more than thirty years ago and asked you to destroy it ten years ago.
But Uncle Xi knew the temperament of the senior. She said that the senior would not have the heart to destroy him, but would always keep him with him as a treasure. "
"The magic sect's sacred object that has lasted for thousands of years has actually been in my hand?" Yan Wugui showed an incredulous look. He waved his right hand, the storage ring flashed, and a jade-inlaid gold ring appeared in his palm.
He opened his five fingers and let the ring finger float in his palm. When he looked carefully, the doubts in his heart were relieved: he didn't expect that this was the sacred object of the Demon Sect that Huan Qianqiu was looking for. It seemed that he returned from the deep pool back then. Return, just for this.
"What was Huan Qianqiu planning ten years ago?" Yan Wugui was a little confused about this matter. Ten years ago, Huan Qianqiu was clearly defeated by Zhenren Xuhai and took Huan Qianqiu's Demon Sect holy relics, but Ji Beichen said The "Sacred Artifact of the Demon Sect" has been by his side for more than thirty years.
Ji Beichen poured a new cup of tea for Yan Wugui, and then slowly said: "Actually, the Demon Sect's sacred object left by Huan Qianqiu ten years ago is just an ordinary ring finger, and the real key to the Heavenly Book has always been in the hands of the senior. inside.
Huan Qianqiu dominated the world of cultivation in Cangzhou just to elicit the real key to the heavenly book. However, his senior never revealed the object to the world, let alone studied its secrets. "
After Ji Beichen finished speaking, he took a sip of tea and felt lost in his heart: If Yan Wugui had appeared or destroyed this thing earlier, he would not have to suffer this crime, but if this thing appeared in the world, it would definitely cause a bloody storm in the world of cultivation. And he was not the only one to suffer...
Thinking of this, Ji Beichen felt relieved again. He agreed to use him in exchange for the peace of the people, and was glad that Yan Wugui was not a greedy person.
In fact, Ji Beichen has thought about this many times in his mind. Yan Wugui is a proud person, and he is devoted to practicing the unique technique "Fengqi Yuandian". He has never looked down upon the techniques of other sects, even for thousands of years. The Cangxu swordsmanship did not make him look at him differently.
Therefore, he did not search for the so-called "Book of Heaven", let alone practice the "Secret Book of Heaven" like other people in the world, acquire the skills, cultivate one's abilities, gain immortality, or even enter the Immortal Sect...
"Take it." Yan Wugui waved the "Sacred Artifact of the Demon Sect" in his palm, and it was in Ji Beichen's hands in an instant without seeing how he acted.
"How does senior know?" Before Ji Beichen said anything about this, Yan Wugui had already guessed it, and it seemed that he understood what Xi Yue meant.
Ji Beichen slowly closed his eyes, with a painful expression on his face, his throat rolled up, and he choked: "She is my wife, I naturally know it. It wants the sacred object back today, presumably to test me. It seems She is still blaming me for not taking action ten years ago, so she should not believe me now."
The sharp eyes like an eagle suddenly dimmed. At this time, Yan Wugui was as decadent as a defeated rooster, aloof and domineering. Ji Beichen had never seen such a depressed and desperate Yan Wugui...
