Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Chapter 830: The Bronze Mask In Memory



Chapter 830: The Bronze Mask In Memory

After dealing with the traitor Chen Nan, Shangguan Yunxiang turned to look at his daughter.

"Jin'er..."

But when he opened his mouth, he hesitated to speak.

His expression is a little complicated.

Originally, as a father, a daughter should be happy to meet someone she loves.

What's more, the other party is still a dragon and a phoenix, with a bright future.

It's just that there are too many differences between the Shangguan family and the Ye family, and they can't be compared at all.

He really didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse for his daughter or the Shangguan family.

"The descendants of the guardian spirit officer of Shencheng..."

"Perhaps the ancestors of the Shangguan family did have a glorious past..."

"But that's just the past after all. Cultivators in the world respect the strong, and no one cares about the glory of the past..."

Shangguan Yunxiang shook his head with a wry smile, muttering in his mouth.

It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be a reminder to others.

"Father, my daughter understands." Shangguan Jin'er said softly.

Shangguan Yunxiang followed the prestige, but saw some firmness and stubbornness on his daughter's face.

The latter said seriously: "But my daughter will never give up... If you don't pursue everything in the world, you will never know the result, right?"

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The battle over Yuehua City ended very quickly.

Several Tianshu Sacred Land disciples were almost powerless to resist under the powerful offensive of the two brothers Ye Chen Ye Tian.

The kung fu of a cup of tea has been solved.

The Tianshu Saint Son on the other side couldn't hold on for too long, and lost his combat power early on under the siege of Sun Xiaokong's three thousand incarnations.

He was brought back like a dead dog.

"Uncle Mu, I'm lucky you didn't disgrace your life!"

Mu Canglan rolled his eyes at him, and said unhappily: "Oh, you are really merciless, this guy's soul will be shattered by you..."

Hearing this, Sun Xiaokong scratched his head with a dry smile.

"Accidentally hit hard, hehe..."

Mu Canglan didn't say anything more, and just pointed at the eyebrows of the Shu Shengzi that day, and began to search for the soul.

Search for important information in the latter's billions of memory fragments.

Suddenly, Mu Canglan frowned.

He saw a suspicious figure.

The man was covered in a wide black robe, his body shape could not be seen clearly, and his face was covered by a bronze mask.

Mu Canglan pointed to the ghostwriter and tried to outline the shape of the mask in mid-air.

"Hey! I've seen this mask before!"

Sun Xiaokong and Ye Tian blurted out almost at the same time.

Then the two looked at each other, both a little confused.

After a long time, he said at the same time: "Are you sure?"

...

"You speak first!"

...

"Okay, let me talk first!"

...

After all, the two were silent at the same time.

"You talk first." Mu Canglan pointed to Ye Tian.

"This is Miss Xian'er's mask."

"Oh? The sister Xian'er you're talking about...but Ye Qingxian?"

"Yes, Mu senior," Ye Tian nodded heavily, and said with absolute certainty, "I've seen this mask many times at Sister Xianer's, and I'm sure I can't mistake it!"

"What about you? Where did you meet..." Mu Canglan looked at Sun Xiaokong again.

The latter hesitated for a moment, not as sure as Ye Tian was before.

"I saw it at Uncle Dao..."

"Huh?" Everyone present was taken aback for a moment, and then they all looked at Baili Yidao who was feasting on the side dish.

"You idiot, look up." Mu Canglan called out.

"What's the matter, Mu Laoer..." Baili Yidao muttered in response, somewhat vaguely.

"Have you seen this mask?"

"Mask?" Baili Yidao stared at the mask carved with Spirit Power for a while, and then reached out to touch the back of his waist, and found an identical bronze mask.

"Hey, is this it?"

Everyone was shocked and asked where the bronze mask came from.

"I picked it up." Baili Yidao replied casually without thinking.

"Where did you pick it up?" Ye Chen and Ye Tian said in unison.

"What you pick up is what you pick up, why are you two asking so much..." Baili Yidao felt a little guilty.

He got this mask from the mysterious copper coffin in the Ye family's ancestral land, and planned to bring it back to Xiaoqing, for fear that the other party would want it back.

He still remembered that when he was at Ye Family, Ye Tian said that the sachet with the mask belonged to Miss Xian'er...

"Baili senior, to be honest, we have seen this mask in Xian'er's hands before, so it may be related to Xian'er's whereabouts..." Ye Chen said.

"Idiot, I saw this mask just now when searching for souls, it should be an important clue." Mu Canglan also added.

"Really?" Baili was dubious and wary, he always felt that this was the goddamn Mu Er Er who was cheating on his baby again.

Baili Yidao hesitated for a long time before relaxing his guard slightly.

"Okay, I can tell its origin... But let's say it first, this is daddy's trophy, and none of you can snatch it!"

Everyone promises again.

"This mask was picked up from a coffin in the Ye family's ancestral land..." So Baili Yidao narrated what he saw and heard in the Ye family's ancestral land.

Finally, I added a few words without worrying about it.

"Daddy is a life-saving grace to the entire Ye family. It is only natural to take some of your treasures. Don't even think about taking them back..."

"And you, Mu Canglan, can't snatch it either!"

"Boss, you are so powerful, you shouldn't care about this little thing, hehe..."

Of course, this is all overthinking.

Nobody had the idea of ​​a mask.

I just became a little interested in the origin of this mask.

There was Ye Qingxian in the ancestors of the Ye family, and now the Ye family has another Ye Qingxian.

And there seems to be an inexplicable connection between the two...

Millions of years apart, but there are several identical objects, which makes people suspicious...

"Boss, what do you think...the relationship between these two Ye Qingxians..." Mu Canglan sent a sound transmission to Huo San with some uncertainty.

Because Ye Qingxian hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but the latter had.

And he also believed that with the boss's eyesight, he would be able to see through the mystery.

But Huo San didn't answer directly, but smiled meaningfully, and asked: "What do you think? Let me tell you your opinion first..."

Mu Canglan pondered for a moment, then said: "Samsara's body, reincarnated soul..."

"Well, almost...just not as far as Samsara Avenue, only Little Doyle..."

"Boss, do you mean that Ye Qingxian lived the second life with some kind of secret method, not really escaped from Samsara?"

Huo San smiled and couldn't deny it.

Mu Canglan's heart gradually became clear.

He himself is still under Heavenly Dao and has never escaped from Samsara, let alone Ye Qingxian.

There is still a long way to go...

"Seniors, Xian'er has been trapped in the Netherland for more than ten months, but the news of the returnee from the city of God has only been released in the past few days. The timing is a bit wrong..." Ye Chen thoughtfully.

"Could it be that someone is deliberately confusing the public..."

"Well, this possibility is not ruled out..." Although Mu Canglan got the details of Ye Qingxian from the boss, he still couldn't tell whether the person in Tianshu's memory was really Ye Qingxian himself.

"Then go in and take a look," Huo San said calmly, "After all, the road that should be walked has to be walked again..."

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