I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

Zhao Xuanling came to his senses after hearing this, quickly took a step back, and pushed the woman in his arms out.

After Zhao Xuanling pushed the woman out, he could see her face clearly.

This woman was none other than the ghost cultivator who was fighting for the Earth Source Spirit in Qingqiu Mountain that day.

"It's you?"

Zhao Xuanling looked at the crying woman in front of her and asked curiously:

"Why are you here?"

Hearing this, the woman raised her slender fingers to wipe away the tears on her face, and said with an aggrieved look:

"I came to find you."

"Find me?"

Zhao Xuanling became even more confused when he heard this.

"You, a ghost cultivator, come to me, a Taoist priest, do you think it's reasonable?"

Zhao Xuanling really couldn't understand why he was entangled by a ghost cultivator.

When the woman heard this, she couldn't help but frown and said:

"You haven't remembered me yet? I, I am Bai Xi'er, I am your wife! Look carefully, have you really not remembered me?"

As she spoke, the woman named Bai Xi'er raised her head, took a step forward, and almost kissed Zhao Xuanling.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuanling took a step back again and looked at the woman as if she were a fool.

That day in Qingqiu Mountain, this woman spoke strangely. Zhao Xuanling now had reason to suspect that this woman's mind was not normal.

Moreover, Zhao Xuanling was very sure that he had never seen this woman before, let alone knew her.

Bai Xi'er looked at Zhao Xuanling's confused state, and a look of loss slowly appeared on his face.

"Sure enough, you still haven't remembered? Didn't even the Ten Thousand Demonic Axes stir up your memory?"

Zhao Xuanling looked at the woman who looked disappointed and talked to herself and asked in confusion:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Sister, I am a Taoist priest. Where can I find my wife? Are you here to blackmail me?"

Bai Xi'er looked up at Zhao Xuanling who was confused. After confirming that the other party still had not recovered his memory, he opened his mouth and guided:

"Do you know the origin of this Ten Thousand Demonic Axe?"

"I know, it's a demonic thing."

Zhao Xuanling answered honestly that although he knew it, he only just knew it. If it weren't for the dream just now, he would still think that the Ten Thousand Demon Ax is a thing of the ghost clan.

Bai Xizi nodded and continued:

"This Ten Thousand Demonic Axe is indeed a thing of the ancient demons, and it is the weapon of the Lord of the Demonic Clan. The demonic thing must be awakened by the blood of a demonic person. You can now use the Ten Thousand Demonic Axe. What does this prove? ?”

Having said that, Zhao Xuanling would be a fool if he didn't understand.

"You mean to say that I am a member of the demon clan? Impossible, absolutely impossible! According to what you say, then King Beitian can also control him, and he is also a member of the demon clan?"

"Hmph, what kind of drive is it? It just uses its strength to forcefully break a little seal. The strength of the Ten Thousand Demon Ax is not even 100% effective in its hands. I really didn't expect that this Ten Thousand Demon Ax would actually be in the ghost clan. In my hand, no wonder I haven’t found it after searching for so many years.”

Bai Xier said with disdain:

"Only demons can completely break the seal, and the Ten Thousand Demonic Ax in your hand now has the seal fully opened."

"If you have something to say, can you say it directly? Isn't it annoying to beat around the bush?"

Zhao Xuanling was confused at this time. Bai Xi'er talked for a long time without mentioning a single key point. This also made Zhao Xuanling couldn't help but become anxious.

Having an inexplicable dream was already enough of a headache, but Bai Xier's inexplicable words gave Zhao Xuanling an even greater headache.

When Bai Xi'er heard Zhao Xuanling's impatient tone, she rolled her eyes at Zhao Xuanling and said pretending to be angry:

"Hmph! I've been looking for you for ten lives, and you are the least lovable in this life."

"Tenth life?"

Zhao Xuanling was completely confused. What was the concept of ten lives? Generally speaking, it was a thousand years.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanling looked at Bai Xi'er again. She didn't look like a thousand-year-old person.

Zhao Xuanling's eyes made Bai Xi'er tremble. Bai Xi'er subconsciously tugged on her collar and said:

"What are you looking at? Playing a gangster?"

"Forehead…"

Zhao Xuanling was speechless for a while.

"Are you trying to be a hooligan? I'm just checking to see if your face is fake."

Bai Xier was not happy when she heard this, and immediately retorted:

"Your face is fake."

"Oh, it's not fake. Since your face is not fake, it proves that what you said is fake. Sister, you look only a little older than me. Ten lives is a thousand years. This thing can still open its mouth. come?"

It’s no wonder that Zhao Xuanling doesn’t believe it. Even if they are cultivators, they will never live for three hundred years as long as they don’t become immortals. Even if they can live for three hundred years, they will never maintain such a young appearance, not to mention that Bai Xier is just a human being. Ghost cultivator.

The path of cultivating ghosts is very difficult and dangerous. If you don't cultivate your life, it would be a good thing. If you can cultivate longevity, it would be strange.

Regardless of whether there is or not, Zhao Xuanling has never heard of it.

Seeing that Zhao Xuanling didn't believe it, Bai Xi'er was not angry and continued to say patiently:

"I don't blame you for not recovering your memory now, but I can tell you very clearly that you are the master of the demon clan!"

"..."

"Why didn't you react at all?"

Bai Xi'er looked at Zhao Xuanling who was smiling but not smiling and asked curiously.

"Oh."

"Your reaction is a bit calm."

Zhao Xuanling chuckled when he heard this and said:

"Sister, how do you want me to react? Just because you open and close your mouth, you will believe that I am the master of the demon clan? Are you kidding me?"

Although Zhao Xuanling also believed in past and present lives, it was absolutely impossible for him to believe that he was the master of the demon clan.

The Lord of the Demon Clan reincarnated to practice Taoism? It sounds like it's a joke.

"Why don't you believe it! You are really the master of the demon clan, and I am really your wife."

When Bai Xi'er saw this, she started stamping her feet anxiously.

When Zhao Xuanling saw this, he quickly stopped him and said:

"Hey! Sister! Stop stepping on it. Do you believe me? Stop stepping on it. If you step on it again, the roof will collapse."

"Fart! You don't believe it!"

Bai Xi'er didn't listen to Zhao Xuanling at all and still stamped her feet vigorously.

Zhao Xuanling saw that he couldn't explain, so he simply stopped talking.

Just step on it if you like, if you step on it, you'll have to pay compensation.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanling stopped talking and just looked at the crazy Bai Xi'er quietly.

After stepping on it for a while, Bai Xi'er saw that Zhao Xuanling was ignoring her. It was no longer interesting for her to act like a fool, so she stopped without anyone saying anything.

"You don't believe it, right? Well, the fragments of the demon's heavenly book should be in your hands now, right?"

Bai Xier put her hands on her hips angrily and asked angrily.

Zhao Xuanling said somewhat speechlessly:

"Sister, how long have you been spying on me? How come you know everything?"

"Shit! I already knew it!"

"Go, go, go."

Zhao Xuanling saw that Bai Xi'er was nothing more than a barrel of explosives, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Zhao Xuanling stopped talking, Bai Xi'er gave Zhao Xuanling a blank look and said:

"You now have a fragment of the Heavenly Book in your hand. You only need to collect the remaining three. You will definitely be able to remember it. If you dare to take a gamble, you can go find the fragment of the Heavenly Book and see if I am right or not."

"Don't bet...don't go...don't look for..."

Zhao Xuanling shook his head repeatedly after hearing this.

Although Zhao Xuanling also had plans to search for the fragments of the Heavenly Book, his purpose was to find out the relationship between Xiaoxing and the fragments of the Heavenly Book. He was not interested at all in whether he could recover his memory, so he was too lazy to gamble.