dhibooks Chapter 241 The Truth
Chapter 241 The Truth
Chapter 241 The Truth
Ji Cheyu returned to the front of Zijiu Palace, and soon encountered the old man again.
The old man put his hands behind his back: "Have you seen Mingying?"
"Hmm." Ji Cheyu didn't want to say more, "Where is your lord? Let's start."
The old man was very satisfied with his way: "Follow me."
He brought Ji Cheyu to the main hall.
Before entering the door, Ji Cheyu felt a surge of aura overflowing from the hall.
The old man pushed open the door of the palace, and the scene inside was revealed in front of Ji Cheyu and Jiang Qiongxing.
The main hall was empty, all the furniture had been removed, and a huge formation was drawn on the ground. In the center of the formation sat a gray-skinned figure with closed eyes, like a corpse that had been dead for many years.
But the slightly undulating body shows that this person is not dead yet. His hair quickly turns black, and then gradually turns gray, and it goes back and forth like this, like jumping back and forth between old age and youth.
There are four other people sitting on the four corners of the formation, two of them have turned into mummified corpses without a trace of vitality, and the other two are relatively better, although they are constantly aging, they are at least alive.
This eerie scene made Jiang Qiongxing's skin crawl.
She had never heard that there was a formation to steal other people's lifespan in the world of cultivating immortals.
The more longevity, the higher the possibility of breaking through to a higher level, and even ascending. If there is such a formation, the world of cultivating immortals will probably be in chaos.
But the picture in front of her made her believe it.
Ji Cheyu glanced at the people on the four corners.
Seeing his dissatisfaction, the old man raised his hand and summoned a few handymen, who skillfully dragged the people on the four corners out.
"You go out too, I can do it alone." Ji Cheyu said lightly.
The old man frowned, as if he was not at ease, but he still didn't say anything, he just said: "Your Majesty is very sober, don't play tricks, lest you lose your life."
After speaking, he left with the group of handymen.
Ji Cheyu stepped into the hall and closed the door.
The scene in front of him gradually overlapped with the scene in the dream, and he recognized that this was another place in the dream where he swallowed the demon pill in an attempt to assassinate Patriarch You Jiao.
I thought that God Lord Yunyi would take this opportunity to be a monster, but I didn't expect the other party to be quiet and silent.
Jiang Qiongxing showed his figure, raised his hand and threw out a stack of talismans.
"Clap clap clap..."
The illuminated defensive symbols were pasted on the doors and windows of the hall one by one, sealing all the exits.
This movement made the half-human and not ghost Ancestor Youjiao in the center of the formation slowly raise his head.
For a moment, Jiang Qiongxing instinctively tensed his back, feeling like a prey locked by a wild beast.
Ancestor Youjiao's current condition is not very good, without the support of other people's longevity, his hair is gradually turning white, and the exposed skin is also gradually aging, becoming dry, like a piece of wood short of water.
"It's you..." A hoarse and old voice sounded, "I remember you, last time when I was in seclusion and lost my temper, you broke in and wanted to kill this deity... Hehe..."
Ji Cheyu narrowed his eyes.
Unexpectedly, he was still conscious at that time.
He couldn't help but rejoice that Jiang Qiongxing suddenly broke in and interrupted his revenge, otherwise, he might have died in that secret room.
Jiang Qiongxing said, "Why don't you ask him why he wanted to kill you?"
"Hehe... There are as many people who want to kill this deity as crucian carp crossing the river. If you can really hurt this deity, this deity will be interested in asking you why you came here."
Jiang Qiongxing wondered, "You're almost dead, why are you still so crazy?"
Ancestor Youjiao laughed loudly: "If you think that this deity is about to die, why are you still so guarded? Why don't you put down the talisman in your hand before speaking."
Jiang Qiongxing was embarrassed for a while, of course she didn't act so relaxed, but she didn't expect that the other party would puncture her so directly.
She obviously hid her hand behind her back, how could this old thing know that she was hiding a talisman?
Sure enough, he is treacherous and cunning.
Ji Cheyu raised his hand to stop her behind, and drew his sword out of its sheath: "Since you know my reason for coming, there is no need to say more, please."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved his sword, and a beam of sword light approached Patriarch You Jiao.
Patriarch You Jiao raised his hand and caught the sword light.
However, the formation under him didn't have such defensive power, it was cut into two neatly, the light disappeared, and it was scrapped.
"Tsk tsk, it's not for a gentleman to strike ahead of time." Patriarch You Jiao said, crushing the sword light in his hand.
Ji Cheyu said nonchalantly, "I'm here to kill people, not to discuss with you."
Who is still a gentleman at a time like this?Don't die.
Patriarch You Jiao slowly stood up.
"It's a pity, it's a pity, I haven't seen such a sword intent for a long time, it reminds me of a sword cultivator I fought against decades ago."
Ji Cheyu's expression changed slightly.
Jiang Qiongxing blurted out: "Is it Jianxiu Ji Yunji?"
"Huh? You..." Ancestor Youjiao glanced across their faces, finally settled on Ji Cheyu's face, and asked in confusion, "I never heard that Ji Yunji has a daughter..."
Ji Cheyu sneered.
Jiang Qiongxing shook his head secretly, lessening his fear towards Patriarch Youjiao: "Brother Cheyu didn't cover up his voice just now, and you didn't realize it?"
It can be called old eyesight.
Ancestor You Jiao suddenly realized, and stretched out a skinny finger: "You are Ji Yunji's son!"
Ji Cheyu's cheeks twitched, and he squeezed out a sarcasm from his teeth: "Thank you for remembering my father."
Ancestor Youjiao's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw some favorite junior, and even showed some kindness: "How can I not remember, Ji Yunji is the strongest sword cultivator I have fought against in the past hundred years, that battle is really fresh in my memory...I didn't expect his son to be so old..."
His reaction made Jiang Qiongxing's head full of question marks: "...do you have any enmity with Ji Yunji?"
"Of course not." Patriarch You Jiao said.
"Then why did you slaughter Ji's family?" Jiang Qiongxing asked.
Patriarch You Jiao fell into memory.
"Ah! I remembered it!" Patriarch Youjiao didn't show any guilt on his face, he just took it for granted, "I sent dozens of invitations to Ji Yunji, but he refused them all, so I had no choice but to come to the door in person, but unexpectedly he went out for a wandering..."
"So you slaughtered the Ji family in a fit of anger?"
"This deity is not the kind of person who uses his will," Ancestor You Jiao said, "I killed them because of Ji Yunji's reason for rejecting this deity's battle post - he said that he has his family to accompany him, and he does not want to fight to the death... Hehe, a sword cultivator is afraid of death, so what hope is there for a breakthrough? This deity can't bear to see him being burdened by the mundane world, so I kindly cut it off for him."
Jiang Qiongxing was stunned.
Never expected that there would be such a reason.
She looked at Ji Cheyu cautiously.
The God Lord Yunyi, who had been silent all this time, laughed in Ji Cheyu's mind.
At first it was just a sneer, and then it turned into a big laugh, as if hearing something very funny, and couldn't stop for a long time.
"You don't know?" Ji Cheyu asked him in his mind.
God Lord Yunyi stopped laughing: "...No, he didn't know that I was Ji Yunji's son until his death."
He didn't bother to tell the other party his true identity, so that he missed such a ridiculous truth.
(End of this chapter)