"Big Mouth Xiao is so cheeky!"
At Lingyu Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou was perceiving the Fusang Battlefield while his divine cognition glanced towards Bazhun’an at his side.
The secular insight was still ongoing.
He barely adapted to the rhythm of this mory compression.
After the Will Dao Disc underwent super Taoization, his ntal strength was honed to be extrely powerful.
At this mont, Xu Xiaoshou could simultaneously withstand the mories and dissociate himself, extracting his self from this "mory compression" ordeal.
Sothing must be going on with Jin Ren.
Of course, it’s not the kind of fortunate situation he imagined.
He didn’t die, yet he continuously crossed over to these life scenes that weren’t his own, which could only be happening because, after entering Qianshi, he fell victim to Emperor Qianshi’s insidious hands.
Whether Emperor Qianshi was benevolent or malicious, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t discern the secrets within, nor did he wish to return to Qianshi after receiving the Ghost Ancestor’s warning, forced to accept the situation.
Overall, the current situation was "not bad"; only Jin Ren seed to suffer...
"Then let it remain stalemated!"
Setting this matter aside for the mont, Xu Xiaoshou took out the scythe of the God of Death.
He dealt with the myriad states of the secular world while contemplating the connection between these multifarious lives and "reincarnation."
He felt sowhat affected by the mory compression.
He pondered that if these life scenes were interpreted as the infinite reincarnation of the sa person in the sa spaceti, then Emperor Qianshi’s "gift" and the Ghost Ancestor’s insight into "reincarnation" within the scythe of the God of Death seed to relate to each other?
"A coincidence?"
Of course, Xu Xiaoshou wasn’t about to abandon his self, imrsing himself fully and cast himself as the protagonist of all secular insights, using this to cultivate reincarnation.
He had inquired Bazhun’an about the path of "reincarnation," as well as various cultivation thods and pointers regarding the "Reincarnation Token."
Unfortunately, Bazhun’an always had answers to his questions before.
Now, whenever queried, Eighth this weakling only replied:
"You, give it a shot?"
As the twofold powers of the scythe of the God of Death and Emperor Qianshi passed over, Xu Xiaoshou found himself confronted with two puzzles about his self.
Or rather, these puzzles had long existed, but now he was eligible to glimpse into them.
That was his greatest secret, sothing he couldn’t reveal to outsiders.
First, he had no idea how, after dying in the previous life, he ca to be in the Shengshen Continent, the inexplicable "spaceti travel?"
Now it seed, could "guiding" and "reincarnation" serve as more realistic answers?
Second, he still couldn’t understand what the fundantal essence of the Passive System was.
However, observing all the Dao Discs cultivated by himself, almost all were related to the Ten Ancestors, the power of the Ten Ancestors, was this another coincidence?
Xu Xiaoshou was unsure.
He felt as though he was reaching out and touching the mbrane that previously was unseen, undetected, concealing the secret.
He couldn’t break through it.
But he believed Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor could unveil his greatest secret.
Caressing the glamorous scythe of the God of Death in his hand, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated whether to use it to perceive the "Reincarnation Dao Plate."
But the Ghost Ancestor also ntioned that upon next eting, they might not be who they once were—what if perceiving it made him et them?
Xu Xiaoshou restrained this impulse for now, intending to first fully digest the secular path before proceeding.
Returning to the Fusang matter, he questioned Bazhun’an:
"I seem to have never heard you ntion, what’s the fundantal reason why the saint servant collected fad swords over the years?"
Lingyu Mountain was sparsely populated at the mont.
Elder Yang had long since departed, as he was neither part of the saint servant nor an internal mber of the First Pavilion in the Sky, refusing to get involved in these two major whirlwinds.
Remaining were Li Fugui and i Siren, all close allies.
Xu Xiaoshou inquired without much reservation.
Li Fugui was excited; it was his first ti touching upon such high-level secrets, the highest eting between the First Pavilion in the Sky’s chief and the saint servant’s chief.
He made a symbolic inquiry.
Lord Shou gestured to him not to leave, so Li Fugui comfortably sat down and covered his ears, seriously listening.
"Ancestral God Fate Chart."
Bazhun’an didn’t say much.
With just a few words, Li Fugui’s ears twitched, showing an unusual expression.
The 21 Fad Swords, involving the Ancestral God Fate Chart?
He glimpsed towards Master Siren, whose face showed bewildernt, then looked back at Lord Shou, who was also puzzled:
"Explain clearly."
Only Lord Shou could speak to Bazhun’an like that, yet the latter didn’t get angry, conversing as peers... Li Fugui increasingly felt that Lord Shou was a crucial figure for Bazhun’an!
Bazhun’an stood at the center of the barren stone circle on Lingyu Mountain, still expressing sword cognition all around, speaking secrets that shocked Li Fugui:
"I have been to the sword tower."
Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes widened suddenly.
Bazhun’an glanced at him, but shook his head:
"But not in the way you think."
"I was once unintentionally in an epiphany state, divinely traveling, attracted by an ancient sword will trace."
"Swordsn of this world are weaker than I—and among ancient swordsn, I recognize Great Sword Saint Hua Weiyang’s sword intent, I’ve seen the sword intent of the godhood sword Feng Wuhen inherited by the sword pavilion, the only one that could still fascinate , and remain unknown, is the God of Sword, Gu Louying."
The God of Sword was involved... Li Fugui swallowed his saliva with difficulty.
He cautiously glanced at Master Siren, who showed calm recognition of Bazhun’an’s statent, thoughts aligning with his number one!
Li Fugui suddenly felt he had entered the wrong circle.
They were discussing ancient matters, theorizing about ancestral gods, and yet insignificant Li Fugui was allowed to listen?
A glance at Lord Shou and he was silent as well, listening intently.
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