In the vast white world, there is nothing to see around, and only Jiang Xiansheng is left lying on the ground in the whole world.

"Am I alive?"

Jiang Xiansheng raised his arm and put it on his forehead, but suddenly his eyes widened as if he saw something.

His wrists were very smooth, and his fair skin was a little pink, almost like the skin of a newborn baby.

His heart was beating slowly, and he closed his eyes as he listened to the powerful voice.

When he opened his eyes again, he seemed to have returned to reality.

In front of him was the eaves of the invisible roof, and the dimly lit room was filled with green mist.

With some difficulty, he stood up, and a cool breeze blew through his body, making him feel a little cold.

He looked at his body in some surprise, not because he was naked, but because his long-lost consciousness had actually returned.

Two sets of white clothes were blown in front of Jiang Xiansheng by a light breeze, and a familiar voice came.

"We don't want to see your filthy nakedness."

Not far away, a figure was sitting by a huge window, and he looked up at the window, as if he was a little distracted.

"Windows?" Jiang Xiansheng didn't remember that he had seen the window before, could it be because he hadn't looked at this floor carefully before.

Without thinking about this, Jiang Xiansheng put his clothes on his body, looking at the clothes that fit well, Jiang Xiansheng looked at the man in front of him with some curiosity.

The dress seemed to fit a little too well, almost like it was made from his mold.

"The clothes that Ahri made for you on the second floor, she can thoroughly understand your body structure as long as she has sensed your breath."

"And her craftsmanship is also very good, after all, she was also ...... at that time"

Bai Shuangxiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and Jiang Xiansheng didn't seem to hear his last words.

Just thinking in his heart that the fox who was going to kill him would actually make clothes for himself, he always felt that he was still alive in a dream and did not wake up.

"Cough" A cough sound, the Bai Shuangxiu in front of Jiang Xiansheng disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was the rickety old man who was transformed from a giant python.

"I didn't expect you to really persevere, but I underestimated you." The old man said to Jiang Xiansheng, still holding the Zitan flower with only one leaf left in his hand.

"I've been in a coma for a long time?"

The old man came to a wooden barrel soaked with various medicinal herbs, put the purple pool flower in his hand, and then a green mist in his hand directly integrated into it, and in an instant, the entire wooden barrel made a "gurgling" bubbling sound.

"It's only about ten days, if it weren't for the white crane to send you spiritual power these days, you probably wouldn't have been able to open your eyes a long time ago."

looked at the old man in front of him with some surprise.

"Take off your clothes and go in and soak them." The old man said suddenly, pointing to the barrel in front of him.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the clothes he had just put on, since this was the case, it was better not to let himself wear them in the first place.

But he didn't complain, took off the clothes he had just put on, looked at the bubbling barrel in front of him, and jumped in without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang la" sounded like the sound of burning firewood, and a stream of heat flowed from his body into his body, although it was very painful, but it made him feel unexpectedly relaxed in his body.

"Boy, you're doing a good job." The old man suddenly said to Jiang Xiansheng.

"What?" Jiang Xiansheng didn't seem to understand what the old man was saying, whether he said that he survived, or that he got the Zitan Flower.

But the old man did not intend to explain, but continued:

"I can answer you a question you want to know, anything."

The old man's words seemed to have a magic power to attract Jiang Xiansheng, but he didn't know how to ask, he had too many questions, and he didn't know what to ask.

He wanted to know where the tattoo on the big man who had killed his parents came from, and what was going on with the boy he had in his mind who looked exactly like him.

The young man in the black mist, and what is the existence of the so-called 'Yuan', what does it have to do with him, and what is the matter with the person who appears in the picture and looks like his mother.

The most important thing is how the abscess on his body came about.

It seemed that he saw Jiang Xiansheng's embarrassment, and the old man smiled, "If not, it's best to save me nonsense." ”

"Why am I like this?" Jiang Xiansheng finally chose this most important question, because this is the root of all sins.

If it weren't for this, then he would still be living warmly with his parents in the world he wanted.

The old man nodded thoughtfully, looking at Jiang Xiansheng in front of him, whose skin was already slightly red in the wooden barrel, he waved his palm.

A picture appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng's eyes, in that picture, a figure was covered with black mist, his eyes were blood-red, and the cold breath made Jiang Xiansheng feel palpitations even if it was false.

"This is the culprit who made you like this, he is a demon, a demon strong enough to fight against the heavens."

"His body was dismembered and sealed in several mountains, but his spirit was so powerful that no one in the world could suppress it."

"So, some people found some people with pure souls from the world, and used their souls to turn into seals to suppress that person's soul."

"Their bodies can't withstand the divine soul with endless magical power, basically every sealer can only live for four or five years, and their bodies will be constantly corroded by the magic power, and eventually die."

"And five years ago, the last sealer was bewitched by the demon right under their noses, and escaped from their grasp, and its final destination is unknown."

"You should get the idea." The old man stopped when he said this, he looked at Jiang Xiansheng in the barrel, and his eyes were a little angry.

"Am I also a sealer?"

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the old man puzzled, why he looked angry, and what secrets were hidden in this.

"No, you're not, the sealer must have the purest soul, only in this way can the demonic nature be suppressed."

"But you don't have this condition, but your soul can contain his divine soul, and his demonic nature has been integrated into your soul."

"So I'm curious about how your soul can withstand that huge demonic immortality, but just your physical body."

Jiang Xiansheng remembered the young man in his mind, was it because of him, he had seen the young man in the black mist five years ago, but he hadn't seen the young man who was exactly like him at that time.

What is the reason for all this, everything five years ago is like a mystery, even an old man cannot understand.

But at least through the old man's words, he already had some understanding.

"Big Dream Daojun, the boy in my mind, the demon, the spear, Li Yu." Many images flashed in front of him, all pointing directly to the black fog in his mind.

"I'm going to get you out."

Jiang Xiansheng's eyes were firm, and he calmed down to feel the changes in his body.

"There's one more thing I forgot to tell you."

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and said to Jiang Xiansheng.

"Huh?"

"Next, you have two choices, one is for me to clean up the toxins in your body, and then use the power of the Great Dao of the Purple Pond Flower to suppress the remaining demonic nature in your body."

"So that you can live, and you can live until a few decades from now, but the same thing is that you will lose all your strength and become an ordinary person from now on."

"It's also a good choice to give up all thoughts and live the rest of your life."

"What about the other option?" Jiang Xiansheng asked without hesitation, this first choice seemed a little whimsical.

Losing all your power? Become an ordinary person? No, he had to have power, he had to unravel that great fog.

"The other choice ......," the old man hesitated.

"You can survive the same, but not for long."

"I will use the poison in my body and the Dao to Yin Qi of the Purple Pool Flower to neutralize the demonic nature in your body, so that they can reach a stable state."

"If you do this, you will lose hope of living in the future."

"......" The old man's words were remembered by Jiang Xiansheng in his heart.

Jiang Xiansheng also became a little hesitant, this second choice is actually not much different from death.

"I'll pick the second one, I can't lose my strength yet." Jiang Xiansheng said categorically.

"Good." The old man's expression was in a trance, if Jiang Xiansheng chose the first choice, then what was waiting for him would also be death.

Although doing so will damage that person's spirit, it may not be able to get the answer you want. But when he chose that choice, then Jiang Xiansheng would have no value to him.

In fact, Jiang Xiansheng also understands that he has no choice at all, whether it is one or two, he will not escape death.

Rather than die in the nest, it is better to fight it vigorously, ten years is enough.

Bafeng Town

On the deserted street, a boy who was only twelve or thirteen years old was struggling to walk with a huge box on his back.

The young man's face was very delicate, and sweat dripped down his forehead on the ground, looking a little tired.

"Who are you?"

The boy was about to walk to a huge courtyard when several strong men with tattoos stopped him.

Looking vaguely at the word "Wangfu" written on the plaque that was only half left, the young man's eyes were a little looked.

A terrifying aura emanated from his body, and the stones on the ground trembled, as if they were screaming.

A feminine-looking young man and a middle-aged man with a white beard hurriedly heard the sound.

After seeing the two of them, the corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, and he said a little lazily:

"Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Sword Heart, come and take your life."

After hearing Wanjian Mountain, the young man's expression obviously changed a little, and he looked at the young man in front of him with great solemnity.

The boy took the box from behind him, and with a loud bang, the box smashed directly to the ground.

"Royal!" The young man said in a loud voice.

I saw that the box trembled slightly, and suddenly separated from both sides, and a flying sword with different shapes and shapes flew in the air with a terrifying aura, pointing directly at the young man.