In the thatched hut, it is a simple decoration.

There are straw mats on the straw couch, oil lamps stand on the wooden table, and the old man sits on the wooden chair, motionless, like a fire in front of him.

Surrounding the old man were seventy-two pages of ancient Taoist scrolls, on which were engraved with blurred handwriting, like seventy-two bright lamps, shining on the distractions of the Taoist master.

"Master, I'm back. ”

Walking to the opposite side of the wooden table, Xu Yan paid a big salute, and the old man on the opposite side was named Xu Daoyuan, who was his master and his only relative.

Walking into this wooden house is like stepping into a dusty memory.

For the first time, Xu Yan experienced the strangeness of daydreaming, he could see the majesty and domineering of Yantongtian, the ruthlessness and loneliness of the young Yantong, and he could also see his young self, running around the old Taoist priest in the Taoist temple.

It turned out that for the sake of his disciples, the old Taoist priest escaped into the mixed yuan bottle with this already dim soul, just to give his disciples a bloodless childhood.

"It's not that I'm renewing my life for the master, but that the master is spending my life for me with the trick of clearing the clouds, the black and white impermanence is coming for me, and the disciple has thanked the master for his nurturing grace. ”

Bowing, Xu Yan touched the ground with his head, he may not have good thoughts, but he has emotions, especially family affection, which he regards as a treasure.

"In order to transform the words into the sky, the master did not hesitate to spend the last Yuan Shen to escape into the mixed yuan bottle, the disciple is not a complete Yan Tongtian, but the disciple can replace the words Tongtian to thank the master for the grace of teaching. ”

Second worship, Xu Yan didn't raise his head, his eyes flashed with tears, he was an evil thought, and it was also a spiritual inheritance of Yan Tongtian.

"Master, the Cloud View is gone, I miss you......"

Three bows, Xu Yan's voice trembled, farewell for a hundred years, see each other again, things are people, I don't know how long we can get together.

After three bows, Xu Yan could feel a gentle gaze coming, and when he looked up, the old Taoist priest, who was getting darker and darker, really opened his eyes and was looking at him kindly.

"Master, do you know, those Taoists who harmed you were all killed by me, and the Taiqing Sect was eradicated along with the national teacher, it turned out that the national teacher was from the Snow Mountain, and the owner of the Snow Mountain turned out to be the Demon Emperor. ”

Standing up, Xu Yan smiled and sat opposite the old Taoist, he knew that the old Taoist could hear his voice, so he spoke slowly.

"Later, I met Hongyue, we are a happy couple, I am the Taibao of the Ghost King Gate, she is the lady of the Pang family, maybe providence, we became a fake couple, and later, we became a real husband and wife. ”

"There are also Daqi and Dapu, there will be no more battles, and the sects behind the two countries must respect me. ”

"It turns out that Tianbei is the world of the demon clan, and I know a Feng mother-in-law, whose husband died of exhaustion in the sky in order to protect her. ”

"Later, the catastrophe came, and a monster crawled out of the snowy mountain, and I released a black dragon in Lingshui City, and it turned out that I was also a monster. ”

"The soul of the Demon Emperor has turned into a blood shadow, he wants to kill me, I can't stop it, it was the Red Moon who helped me prevent the crisis of death, and she and the remnants of the Demon Emperor dissipated in Qingzhou together. ”

"In the end, it took me a hundred years to find the end of the world, and crawled out of the sky along the sacred tree, only to know that the outside of the sky is the real world. ”

Telling about the past of leaving Chengyunguan, Xu Yan was sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, sometimes hesitant, and the old Taoist priest just listened silently, watched, and laughed.

"When I crawled out of the sky, I was sealed by heaven and earth, I cursed the heavens and the earth, but it was useless, so there was no Yuan Infant cultivation, and I could only use the means of building the foundation. ”

"When I was on Linyuan Island, I met the monks in this world, it turned out that these people also have joys and sorrows, and there are also differences between good and evil, I know the first friend, the second friend, and even many friends. ”

"When I dived into the abyss, I found a large feather beast bone, and at that time I began to doubt the true power and level of the Hybrid Yuan Bottle, and later, I left the island and came to the Western Continent Domain. ”

"When I arrived in Xizhou, I began to be unlucky, Master, do you know, there is a guy in Qingzhou, who was born with bad luck, but he can not die in bad luck, my unlucky experience in Xizhou is all thanks to him, because he can't get out of the bottle, I will become the unlucky guy with the best luck. ”

"Fortunately, that guy is a fierce god, he didn't even care about his life for the sake of flying, and when he left the mixed yuan bottle, my bad luck was dissipated, and it was a miserable time, I once thought that I was the embodiment of bad luck, the reincarnation of an unlucky ghost. ”

Speaking of his unlucky experience, Xu Yan smiled bitterly.

"In order to rescue my old friend who left Qingzhou with me, I participated in the Thousand Babies Tournament, met the Demon Emperor who was reborn in the True Martial Realm, met the soul of the Demon King, and finally arrived at Linlang Island. ”

"I can dream of the memories of Yan Tongtian, I lit the soul lamp of Yan Tongtian on the island, and the old servant on the island was willing to turn into a sword soul to follow me, I always thought that I was the reincarnation of Yan Tongtian. ”

"But then I learned that my soul not only has the evil remnant soul that speaks through the sky, but also the yang spirit of Tianyimu, I am a combination of the remnant soul of the scattered immortals and the yang spirit of the divine tree, I don't know if I am a human, or a demon, or a demon, or a monster......"

As he spoke, Xu Yan lowered his head, his eyes full of confusion.

This self-question has always existed in the bottom of his heart, but he was suppressed by him, and he didn't want to think about it easily, and now that he saw his relatives, what was he who had troubled Xu Yan for many years, the doubt was finally said by him.

Once this confusion is found out from the bottom of his heart, he must get the answer, otherwise Xu Yan will be immersed in deep self-questioning and unable to extricate himself, and there will be cracks in his mood.

What the hell is yourself.

A Shenmu Yang Spirit with a remnant soul of evil thoughts that speaks through the sky?

Or is it the rebirth of a scattered immortal with a wood spirit?

Xu Yan doesn't think that he is a complete Yan Tongtian, let alone a complete wood spirit, this tangled life experience, once he thinks about it, he will fall into the whirlpool of entanglement, cut constantly, and the reason is messy.

Gradually, Xu Yan grabbed his head with both hands, and he felt a headache, as if his Yuan Shen had been divided into two.

One is a tall figure surging with an evil aura, cold and ruthless.

The other is a condensed spirit body wearing a wood spirit suit, and life is surging.

"What the hell am I...... Master, tell me who I really am!"

The confused Xu Yan sought answers, his life experience was too weird, and even he didn't know whether he was a human race or not, so he asked this doubt, which had been buried for many years, in front of the old Taoist.

Xu Yan wants to get the old Taoist priest's explanation, and I am afraid that only the old Taoist priest can explain what he Xu Yan belongs to.

Maybe there is no need to explain, all Xu Yan needs is an affirmation.

However, this hope was dashed with the voice of the old man.

"You, who ......"

Suddenly raising his head, Xu Yan's eyes were full of surprise and puzzlement.

He couldn't figure out why the old Taoist priest would ask this kind of question, after more than a hundred years, could it be that the old Taoist priest no longer recognized himself?

Surprised, Xu Yan blurted out: "Master, it's me! I'm Xu Yan! I'm Xu Yan and Xu Zhijian, have you forgotten this name?

In the anxious telling, Xu Yan saw the smile of the old Taoist priest again.

This time, the old Taoist's smile was full of wisdom, like an old man who had penetrated everything.

In an instant, Xu Yan suddenly realized, so he also laughed and whispered: "Yes, I am Xu Yan, Xu Zhijian, I am me, the only one in heaven and earth." ”