"Si Tianjian didn't come early or late, so he just came at this time and killed the windless boss, really hateful!"
Su Wan gritted her teeth and scolded, a chill in her eyes.
"I didn't expect things to be so coincidental. Perhaps it was because of our arrival that the old man without wind lost his life first...Hey, what is this?"
When Jiang Tian said half of his words, he suddenly stopped, his spiritual thought spreading into the void like a tide, and the strange feeling that had been looming before became stronger.
"What's wrong?" Su Wan was surprised.
"This breath...No, it should be a kind of martial arts will, why is it so imagined with the disappearing force of Wufeng Mountain?"
"Oh?" Su Wan was surprised.
The restraining power of Wufeng Mountain disappeared with the fall of the old monster of Wufeng, and why did the disappearing power reappear?
"Is it possible that the old monster without wind has not fallen?"
"No!" Jiang Tian slowly shook his head, looking at the opposite place in amazement.
Above a certain deep valley, the spirit power of the wind and the wind continued to gather, and finally formed an illusory white robe old man.
"Windless ancestor?" Jiang Tian asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, it's the old man. What a pity... What a pity!"
The white-robed old man slowly shook his head, the illusory figure seemed to disappear at any time, and the restraining power in the valley that maintained this figure was quickly fading.
"The old man has worked hard for his whole life, and thousands of years of inheritance have been destroyed by the hands of the Sitian Supervisor. Pity the elders and disciples under my seat have also fallen, and the Tianzhufeng line has been cut off. If the old man had planted this special array in his early years, it had attached a blood line. Will, I'm afraid I won't even be able to make the final voice, young man, are you looking for an old man here too?"
"That's right! Fellow Daoist body has fallen, and the remnant thoughts are about to pass away. Let's stop talking nonsense. I came here to find someone-Feng Weiwei!"
"Feng Weiwei? Who is she?" The old man looked confused.
Jiang Tian frowned: "It's a young woman taken from the lower realm by Venerable Black Spirit, with the blood of the'flaming Phoenix body'!"
"The body of the Flame Phoenix! Hey, this kind of physique is also rare in the four domains. Young people have good chances, but unfortunately they have bad luck. To tell you the truth, the old man did deal with Venerable Black Spirit, but he didn't see it. What kind of lower realm martial artist who has lived in the body of the Flame Phoenix, and has never heard of the name Feng Weiwei, I am afraid I will disappoint you!"
"Really?" Jiang Tian's face sank.
"Fellow Daoist thinks, is there any need for a fallen person to lie to you?"
"This..." Su Wan was speechless, her face extremely ugly.
"That said, Venerable Black Spirit didn't bring Feng Weiwei here, that's weird!"
"The old man doesn’t understand Feng Weiwei’s situation, but he can tell you about some of the Venerable Black Spirit. However, the old man has limited time and there is a small request. If the fellow Daoist can agree, The old man should know that he can speak without saying anything!"
"You want me to avenge you?" Jiang Tian said solemnly.
"Vengeance is only one of them. If it is possible in the future, I hope that fellow daoists will be able to destroy Si Tianjian, the cancerous martial art that runs across the four realms!"
"Your Excellency really looks up to me, your request is too high!" Jiang Tian coldly scolded, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes.
For a long time, to be precise, after Su Wan and Feng Weiwei were abducted by the Black Spirit Venerable, and since he heard the name "No Wind Boss", he regarded this person as an enemy.
But when he arrived at Tianzhu Peak and saw the Cannian attached to the magic circle by the windless ancestor, he discovered that the opponent did not seem to be what he had always imagined.
Not to mention what the other party has to do with Venerable Black Spirit, just to talk about Feng Weiwei, it seems that there is really nothing involved.
After realizing this, the hatred and resentment in Jiang Tian and Su Wan's hearts gradually subsided.
"Is it high? I can't see it. Fellow Daoist is young and has a shallow realm, but he can force his retreat from Sitian Supervisor and Da Sitian. With such a feat, it may be difficult to find a second person in the four realms. Based on your qualifications and potential In the future, there may not be no chance. Of course, the old man can't ask too much. In this situation, he is unable to reach a martial arts contract with you. As long as you can achieve the first point, you will fulfill this agreement!
"The first point, I can promise you, say it!"
Even if there was no request from the old man, he would not let Lou Jin, a big enemy, including Si Tianjian, a force, if given the opportunity, he really wanted to eradicate it completely.
"Okay! More than two thousand years ago, the old man happened to get a weird wood. At that time, he tried his best to activate it. After that, he had to inquire around and seek help from various martial arts and strangers, but no one could help for a long time. I have to be busy until one day the old man meets Venerable Black Spirit who takes the initiative to come..."
The white-robed old man slowly nodded and talked about some of the past between him and Venerable Black Spirit. His figure was more illusory than before, as if a gust of wind would come and disappear.
"...After a thousand years, it was not until Venerable Black Spirit became famous and regarded as a respectable existence by the northern martial arts world. The old man combined with all kinds of rumors about him, the strange tree, the height Suspected of the ancient legend of the "Magic Vine of the Beginning"!"
"You mean, this thing?"
Jiang Tian flipped his right hand and took out a black short wood.
"Yes! That's right, that's it!"
The face of the old man in the white robe changed, and a ray of light flashed across the illusory eyes, and he was deeply shocked by Jiang Tian's actions.
"How did it get into your hands?"
"It's a long story. This thing was obtained by killing the clone of Venerable Black Spirit. In addition, I also killed the suspected Venerable Black Spirit!"
"Hey! He is indeed a person of great luck and great opportunity. I believe that your previous promise will be fulfilled!"
The white-robed old man nodded his head heavily, his eyes full of shock and disbelief when he looked at Jiang Tian.
"Fellow Taoist Wufeng knows how many clones does Venerable Black Spirit have?"
"Venerable Black Spirit's old man is not very clear. The above is all the intersection between me and him. As for how many clones he has, the old man does not know this question and cannot answer."
"If his body falls, can another surviving clone take its place and become the new deity of Venerable Black Spirit?"
"It's possible! But a fellow Daoist can rest assured that even if he still has a surviving clone, it is difficult for his cultivation to exceed the limit before the body's fall, unless there is an incredible chance against the sky, this is almost unchangeable! "
"That's it!" Jiang Tian nodded slowly, thoughtfully.
Originally he was still worried about this issue, but now it seems that he doesn't need to care.
The body of Venerable Black Spirit, the former Eclipse Tianzong Sect Master "Tan Tianyong" has fallen and died, even if there are other clones, his cultivation level cannot surpass the "Tan Tianyong" at the time.
But the question is, if there are other clones surviving, will Feng Weiwei be in the hands of that clone?
This problem is really a headache!
