"Is there really anyone in this world who looks exactly the same?" Xue Lao spread out the painting in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

Ji Fan was a little puzzled, he wanted to know the content of the painting, but half of Xue Lao's body was in the shadows, and he couldn't see anything even if he stood on tiptoe.

"If you have doubts, I have doubts. Xue Lao said suddenly, "But before that, I want you to listen to me tell a story, I haven't told a story for a long, long time......"

"The story you are talking about is about this painting?" Ji Fan asked.

"Do you want to hear it?" Xue Lao did not answer him directly.

"Then you say come and see!" Ji Fan had already sat down, ready to listen to the story.

"You've always heard the word "god-guarding!" Xue Lao stared at Ji Fan and slowly spit out this sentence.

Xue Lao showed a hint of nervousness, for fear that Ji Fan would not know this word.

But fortunately, Ji Fan knew this word.

"I met an old man in an ancient ruin, and he mentioned it to me. Ji Fan nodded.

He ...... What else did I tell you?" Xue Lao's voice trembled slightly.

But Ji Fan was silent and did not answer him.

Xue Lao sat up straight and leaned back slowly against the back of the chair. Then he sighed, "My family has a good relationship with Shoushen. The figures in this painting are Shoujin and his younger brother...... The one on the left is the guardian god. “

Xue Lao had already handed over the painting.

Ji Fan took it, and by the dim light, he could see the man in the painting clearly.

"Isn't it! it's exactly the same!" Xue Lao said suddenly.

Ji Fan repeatedly confirmed, yes, yes, the person in the painting looks exactly like him.

"When the ancient ruins appeared, I was waiting for you. The wrinkles at the corners of Xue Lao's eyes were piled together.

"Wait for me? Can you confirm that I am a person? How are you sure that you will meet me, or that I will come here to find you?" Ji Fan couldn't believe it.

He even felt that Xue Lao was talking nonsense, pulling him into a circle.

But he couldn't explain the painting, and he had never seen anyone paint any portraits since he came into the world.

"You should know a phrase that has been circulating in Blizzard City recently!"

"Can the chosen one knock on the stone door and awaken the sleeping ruins?" Ji Fan wondered.

"Could it be...... Don't...... Is this sentence for me? It's not a prophecy at all?" Ji Fan's eyes widened little by little!

"You and Lin Yuhe planned this?" Ji Fan turned his head to look out the door, but he couldn't see Lin Yuhe through the wooden door.

"That's right, you're smart. Xue Lao's eyes flashed with yellow light.

"How can you be sure that I will come here to find you because of that sentence!" Ji Fan obviously didn't want to believe it.

"We'll meet sooner or later, even if you're not Yuhe's friend, there's a chance. Xue Lao was silent for a moment and then said, "There is a silk thread that will firmly bind you and me, we can't escape the shackles of the silk thread, and we are destined to meet." That's an apt analogy, isn't it?"

Xue Lao stared at Ji Fan like this.

Ji Fan smiled, and suddenly laughed, which made Xue Lao laugh very puzzled.

"Destined to meet? Do you think I'm going to believe in such a thing as fate? Maybe it's just an accident, and the cause and effect are just something you forcibly add. ”

"And how do you explain that painting?" Xue Lao shook his head.

yes, how do you explain that painting? Can it be a coincidence?

"Then please tell me who the other person in the painting is!" Ji Fan straightened his face.

"Have you finally calmed down?" Xue Lao smiled, he picked up the ancient magic text from before and flipped to the middle part, "I believe you know the ancient magic text!"

Ji Fan took the ancient magic text and glanced at it.

This page tells the story of Shoushen and his brother.

When the sixteen states united countless cultivators to crusade against the Guardian camp. Shoushen united his younger brother against the sixteen family camp led by the Huang family.

The war has been fought for thousands of years without a result. In the last battle, that is, before the battle of the immortals and demons, the younger brother of the god of the gods, the blood wax blood sacrifice helped the god of learning to be promoted, but the god of the gods failed to fulfill the wish of the blood wax in the end, punishing the sixteen families......

Ji Fan turned to the next page, and like the person in the painting, it was a portrait of blood wax.

But later, it's gone.

Seeing Ji Fan looking up at him, Xue Lao shook his head, "There are not too many details about Blood Wax's life, and his ending is only recorded in the book." ”

"Do you think I have something to do with Shoushen?" asked Ji Fan.

"I don't know what you have to do with him, but I think you can open this ancient ruin. "Xue Lao looked through the window to the north, which was the direction of the ancient ruins.

"But there is one thing I want to remind you, pay attention to the forces around you, especially the Huang family. Xue Lao turned his head to look at Ji Fan and reminded.

"Do you think I, a cultivator in the middle of the Spirit Mountain Realm, can open that ruin? Even if I can open it, I can't expose myself to the eyes of the major families. “

Ji Fan's face was expressionless.

"Middle Stage of the Spirit Mountain Realm?" Xue Lao ignored Ji Fan's cultivation.

Indeed, a cultivator in the middle of the Spirit Mountain Realm can be a squad leader if he dies in Blizzard City.

With this strength, it can be said that it is difficult to gain anything from the ancient ruins.

"So...... I don't know who you really are, and I don't know how you can be sure that I know the Ancient Script. But I warn you not to talk about our conversation today, otherwise, not only me, but you will also get annoyed.

Maybe your family is related to the guardian god, and you have confidence in carrying the banner of the guardian, but many things have passed in the past, in my opinion, it is just an identity, I can't fight against the sixteen families for the sake of the things that the guardian god didn't succeed in guarding back then, and at the same time put my friends and the sect I was staying in a dangerous situation!"

Xue Lao was silent, and he quietly looked at the young man in front of him.

He's just a lowly young man, and how did he get a huge ruin?

If he goes to open it and exposes all his secrets to the eyes of the Sixteen Families, he will be targeted, can the little Ten Thousand Swords Sect protect him?

Where can he go?

He made the right choice, at least for now.

Ji Fan already wanted to leave, and the conversation between him and Xue Lao was actually over, or there was nothing left to trade.

Just as he was about to say goodbye to Xue Lao, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

The wooden door was violently pushed open.

A tall young man in yellow stepped in, followed by a one-eyed old man with a cane.

"Xue Lao, how are you thinking about it?"

"I already gave the answer last time, Huang Jia...... I'm not taking it seriously yet. When Xue Lao saw the young man, his face changed, and he said in a deep voice.

"How can an outcast have such self-confidence? Do you still have ancient dreams?" Huang Ganglong smiled, "Those ancient magic texts have become history, and you are the only one left in the former family! What are you still holding onto? Do you still want to go back to those ancient magic texts and become one of their dogs?"

"You!" Xue Lao stood up, with an angry face, as if he was about to make a move, but when he saw the old man in front of Huang Ganglong, he hesitated.

"Dulong, you take him away! You know, it's impossible for me to join the Huang family!" Xue Lao sighed.

"History is written by winners, and if you're obsessed, no one will know you've done so much for Blizzard. Dulong didn't dare to let his guard down, even though he knew that Xue Lao wouldn't make a move.