The ink knife caught the bracelet and put it away in his arms. He didn't mean to leave, he turned his head and looked at Reverse Changsheng, and the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger.

At this time, Reverse Changsheng only felt a chill hit him, sending chills down his spine, like being in an ice cave.

Reverse Changsheng didn't know why the ink knife suddenly moved to kill him, in his impression, although the ink knife was indifferent by nature, he was not a person who was angry.

"Brother Mo, you are ......" Although I don't know the reason, the reverse Changsheng has to be cautious. Because he knew that he was no match for the ink knife. Although, Reverse Changsheng has absolute confidence in his own skills, but that is only limited to mortals. And in his eyes, the ink knife has long been beyond the realm of mortals.

"Are you an immortal?" asked the ink knife, although that power was different from immortal power, it was by no means something that mortals could possess. Even if the old man in front of him is not an immortal, he must have some kind of relationship with immortals.

"No!" Reverse Changsheng hurriedly denied it, and at this time, he finally understood where the trace of killing intent in the ink knife's eyes came from.

Modao didn't speak, he was waiting for the old man to explain.

"You must have sensed something when I was telling the hexagram, but it wasn't fairy power, it was it. Reverse Changsheng said, and took out a necklace from his arms, the necklace was simple and shabby, but there was an indescribable sense of mystery.

Looking at that necklace, the ink knife suddenly felt familiar, and the ink knife always felt that something was missing on that necklace.

This is the first time he has seen something familiar to him since Modao lost his memory.

Reaching out to hold the necklace in the old man's hand, the heart of the ink knife trembled violently. The familiarity was even stronger, as if the necklace was meant to belong to him.

In the darkness, a huge iron door flashed, and there was originally a gap, which disappeared in an instant when the ink knife grabbed the necklace.

"Can you give it to me?" Modao asked, the familiar feeling that made him reluctant to put down the necklace in his hand.

"This ......," a hint of hesitation flashed in the old man's eyes. This necklace can be said to be all he has, without the necklace, he will no longer be able to fight against Changsheng. Originally, if he were someone else, he would definitely refuse without hesitation. But in the face of the ink knife, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Like everyone else, the reverse immortality is also afraid of death.

"Are you talking in your dreams?" said suddenly, looking at the ink knife like an idiot.

"Tian'er, don't be rude!" said Reverse Changsheng.

"I can trade this bracelet for it. The ink knife said, and took out the turquoise bracelet again. The ink knife didn't know how important this necklace was to the old man, but he knew that the bracelet in his hand was a real immortal.

To exchange an immortal object for a broken necklace, Modao believes that anyone will choose the former.

Before Reverse Changsheng could answer, Tian'er refused: "Don't change!"

For this necklace, Tian'er also knows a little bit. In the past, Tian'er would always be pestered by Reverse Changsheng and asked for this necklace, but was ruthlessly rejected every time. Even if she looked at it, she rarely let her look at it.

From this alone, Tian'er can know how important this necklace is to his grandfather.

"It's not that the old man refuses to cut his love, but this necklace is a family heirloom, and it really can't be given to the son. In the end, Reverse Changsheng still chose to refuse the ink knife. This necklace is indeed his family heirloom, but Reverse Changsheng's rejection of the ink knife is not only because of this reason, but also because of a group training.

Remove the things and return them to their original owners, and never leave any arrows behind.

What's more, there is still a little selfishness in keeping this thing for Reverse Changsheng.

Because this necklace will bring him a special power, so that he can peep into the sky, people, and things.

It gives him the feeling that he is no longer mortal.

He was reluctant, reluctant to feel high.

The ink knife pondered for a moment, and finally returned the necklace to the reverse immortal. However, this does not mean that the ink knife has given up on this necklace.

"Where can I find you? Ink Knife asked.

"This ......" Reverse Changsheng originally wanted to say that he was at home all over the world, and he had never had a fixed place to live. But he also knew that the ink knife would never give up so easily.

Finally, Reverse Changsheng took out nine black beads from his arms.

The bead was crystal clear, the size of a thumb, made of ebony, and there were streams of light above its surface.

The moment these nine beads appeared, the ink knife instantly felt a wave of immortal power.

The old man in front of him did not have a trace of immortal power fluctuations, but there were a lot of immortal things on his body. The ink knife determined that the old man in front of him must have some kind of connection with the immortals.

As if he saw what Mo Dao was thinking, Reverse Changsheng immediately explained: "Don't misunderstand, Childe, these nine beads were obtained by the old man from the Tibetan Immortal Pagoda. ”

Mo Dao didn't speak, just looked at the old man in front of him calmly.

Seeing that the ink knife was silent, the reverse immortal did not explain anymore. He knew that Modao didn't believe it, but there was nothing he could do.

"This is the Nine Divine Beads, and once they are separated, they will automatically reunite. I will give one of them to Childe, if Childe wants to find me, as long as he follows the direction pointed by the Nine Divine Beads, he can find the old decay. Reverse Changsheng explained.

"Two. Ink Knife said.

"Hey, why are you so greedy? Tian'er on the side, hearing that the ink knife actually asked for two Nine Divine Beads, said dissatisfiedly.

"Two?" Reverse Changsheng was also a little surprised, he didn't understand why the ink knife wanted two beads.

"Yes. Ink Knife said.

"Okay. In the end, Reverse Changsheng agreed to the ink knife's request, although he couldn't bear it, but in order to survive, he could only endure the pain and hand over the beads to the ink knife.

At this time, Reverse Changsheng had already discovered that the current ink knife was completely different from what he had seen before. Now the ink knife is even more indifferent, so cold that it is unpredictable, so indifferent that even if the ink knife will raise the knife to kill people in the next moment, he will not be surprised.

Standing in front of such an ink knife, Reverse Changsheng always felt frightened. As long as he doesn't want the necklace in his hand, even if the ink knife asks for all the nine beads in his hand, he will not refuse.

As soon as the two beads were in hand, the ink knife instantly felt them moving gently in the direction where the old man was.

Like a wanderer returning home, the direction of the old man is their home.

"Farewell. The ink knife said and turned to leave.

Contrary to Changsheng, he suddenly said: "I remember, there is a woman next to you." And I just happened to see that woman, in this dry sky city. ”

"Who is she?" Modao asked.

Reverse Changsheng shook his head. "I don't know what her name is, but I remember what she looked like. ”

Reverse Changsheng said, taking out a pen and paper from his arms. That's what he used to test people's words.

Placed on the table, the reverse longevity brush a little bit, only a few scribbled strokes, and a portrait was outlined.

Although he painted it casually, the portrait was lifelike.

A long-haired woman with a heroic look on her face, but her eyes are extremely indifferent, giving people a feeling of rejection from thousands of miles away.

"I know her. At this time, the innkeeper who had never opened her mouth suddenly said.