After listening to the narrative of the Zuo senior, Chen Xiaoyi couldn't calm down for a long time.

Because of the first generation, the vein of hating the word recipe has fallen from the strongest to the weakest. The changes in this have directly affected the successors of later generations, including the current Chen Xiaoyi.

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoyi's heart was shocked, and he immediately remembered an ancient book he had read in Xianfeng before. Ancient books record in detail the inheritance and development process of other major branches, but only the one line of hateful words is the least recorded.

Moreover, it contains the most crucial points. That is, the successive generations of descendants in each vein have passed down the cultivation methods from the ancestors of Xiancha, and then the previous generation of descendants have taught and tested.

Most importantly, it is said that the first generation of descendants have been personally taught by their ancestors, and have acquired many secret techniques and learned many profound meanings. The other branches have all passed down these secret techniques and mysteries by the first generation, but only the line of hating the word recipe has been broken.

Because, the first generation of the Hate Word Recipe committed a big crime, and although he was not killed, he was sealed. The secret art of hating the word and the highest meaning are in his hands.

"Is there a feeling that you have poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, but you are helpless?"

Chen Xiaoyi turned his head and just saw the ugly expression on the face of the left senior, which was more ugly than crying. In response to Senior Zuo's question, Chen Xiaoyi nodded approvingly. I couldn't help but think that if Acropolis encountered such a thing, it was estimated that he would have already started scolding his mother.

But Chen Xiaoyi, he is Chen Xiaoyi, he is not the Acropolis. Therefore, he smiled helplessly and said: "Although the situation is very bad, our inheritance has finally been preserved, and as long as the inheritance is still there, there is still hope for everything." ”

After being silent for a while, Chen Xiaoyi suddenly asked, "Since he has already been defeated back then, why didn't the first generation of Lonely Immortals take back the Hate Word Recipe Inheritance?" , "The hated word recipe has lost its inheritance, and naturally it must be recovered by the hated word recipe!" , Senior Zuo said very seriously.

"That's too hard, isn't it?"

"It's difficult, so this matter has not been resolved until now, and now it can only be up to you. ”

"Senior, are you kidding juniors?"

At this moment, Chen Xiaoyi's heart was very dazed, in his heart, whether it was the lonely immortals of the past dynasties or the first generation of the Hate Word Formula, they were all extremely powerful existences, so powerful that he couldn't imagine it.

In the cultivation world, he was just a young child.

At this time, the situation is like an old pervert talking to a young boy who has just entered adolescence about the little things between men and women, and the whole thing is half a night, and the man is as powerful as he is, and the girl is as good as he wants, and the taste is as cool as he is.

That's so powerful, how cool it is, even if it makes him want to break his head, he can't understand what it's like.

Obviously, this left-handed senior does not regard himself as a life coach. Hearing Chen Xiaoyi's question, he blew his beard and glared at him: "You kid, do you want to evade responsibility?"

Chen Xiaoyi actually nodded very seriously and said: "What you haven't done for generations, but you have to pin your hopes on the younger generation, it's too difficult for the strong." ”

Syllable!

The senior Zuo suddenly stood up and gave Chen Xiaoyi a big mouth, which instantly stunned him. When he came to his senses, he saw the angry face of the senior Zuo. Among them, there is also disappointment and grief.

This complex emotion pierced Chen Xiaoyi's heart deeply and made him feel guilty.

Senior Zuo's anger did not subside, so he pointed at him and scolded: "You are not a junior, don't you have the slightest responsibility in your heart, you don't have the slightest sense of responsibility, you want to watch us hate the word recipe and become the laughing stock of other threads, do you want us to hate the word recipe forever and bear the charge?"

After a lot of scolding, Chen Xiaoyi was scolded by him like this, and a sense of guilt suddenly arose in his heart, as if it was all his fault that he hated the word recipe to the point where it is now.

He was accustomed to a submissive character, and when he saw the angry appearance of the senior Zuo, he lowered his head and whispered, "The junior knows that he is wrong. ”

After waiting for a while, Chen Xiaoyi secretly looked up. Sure enough, Senior Zuo's face was much better, so he exhaled softly again, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Senior Zuo sat down and said to him: "The old man also knows that this matter is in your hands, making you embarrassed, and I also know your grievances, but this is also something that cannot be helped." ”

After a pause, Senior Zuo suddenly said very seriously: "Do you think we want to do this, the second generation of descendants also asked the first generation of Lonely Immortals, but they were rejected, do you know what this means, it means that others don't want to help us, we have to rely on ourselves, and others can't be relied on." ”

"We have waited for thousands of years, and we have accumulated thousands of years, just waiting for one person, in this last generation, to solve this matter, do you understand?"

"Understood. ”

Chen Xiaoyi's heart was still at a loss, but he still made a look of understanding. Perhaps, he didn't want to see the disappointed look of his predecessor Zuo again.

Senior Zuo nodded, then stood up and said, "Follow me." With that, he went outside.

The two of them walked one after the other, towards the depths of the area where the heir of the Hate Word Recipe was. Along the way, I passed by three more wooden houses, but they didn't stop. Chen Xiaoyi looked around curiously and found that the doors of these wooden houses were closed, and it was obvious that the owner of the house was not at home.

Not long after, I saw the fourth wooden house, which was still the same. But Senior Zuo stopped, stared blankly for a while, and finally sighed, and then continued to move forward.

Chen Xiaoyi secretly calculated in his heart, these wooden houses should be the residences of several predecessors of Hate Zijue. The fourth wooden house just now must have been the residence of the second generation. If we go back in time, is it possible that the dwellings of the first generation have been preserved to this day?

Soon, the two came to the bottom of a hillside. Senior Zuo didn't stay, and Chen Xiaoyi could only follow obediently. Sure enough, there was a wooden house on the hillside, and there were several people standing in front of it.

These people are all dressed in ancient costumes, and from the appearance of them, they are all about the same age as Zuo's predecessors, as if they are forty or fifty years old. But Chen Xiaoyi knows very well that these people are all real old thousand-year-olds, even if they are the successor of the previous generation, Zuo Zhiyi, I am afraid that they are more than five or six hundred years old.

When he came to the front of the house, Senior Zuo saluted very respectfully and said, "A few seniors, they brought it, and the matter has been explained clearly." Chen Xiaoyi also hurriedly stepped forward to salute, in front of these old ancestors, how dare he be vague.

Immediately, Senior Zuo began to introduce a few old men.

The first one, a burly old man with a cloth coat and sword eyebrows and angry beard, his name is Lin Hu, and he is the fifth-generation heir of the hated word.

The second old man, wearing a wooden crown and a long robe, has a white face and no beard, but his eyes reveal a calm and wise personality, his name is Dong Daoming, and he is the fourth generation.

The third old man, eight feet long, with a short beard, a solemn expression, eyes like a sea of stars, and a strong suit, named Yang Wanli, is the third generation of the Hate Word Formula.

At this time, Chen Xiaoyi realized that something was wrong. As the seventh generation of the Hate Word Jue, there should be six descendants above him, and in addition to the first generation of heirs who have been suppressed, there should also be five seniors. However, there were only four people in sight, and the second-generation successor who continued the inheritance of the hate word recipe never appeared.

However, before he could speak, the senior Zuo had already said: "There is another senior Wang who has been living in seclusion in the 'Little Lonely Peak', whether you can see him or not depends on your ability." ”

Before Chen Xiaoyi could think about it, he saw Lin, Dong, Yang, and Zuo, the four seniors all turned their heads and looked in the same direction.

Chen Xiaoyi looked in their direction, and sure enough, he saw a lonely mountain peak. From a distance, it is extremely similar to the fairy peak outside.