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"Who is Hua Shangxian?"

Even through a face that was so blurry that it had no facial features, Qi Wu Yue could still feel the doubt in the faceless brother's eyes.

Qi Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief silently.

But suddenly I remembered that Hua Shangxian was not called Hua Shangxian before entering Hehuan Palace.

The breath of relief that had just been released was lifted up again.

Qi Wu Yue: "It doesn't matter. Come on, tell me your name first."

The faceless man took a half step back and whispered, "I, I, I forgot."

Qi Wu Yue’s eyes went dark.

Xiao Lin said: "Brother, do you feel that his aura is very similar to the gray soul in the soul-nourishing lamp?"

There were six remnants of tribulation, two came from two immortal swords, one came from the man behind the scenes in black robe, and one came from the disciple of the Shui family with a strange aura.

The remaining two are the rouge-colored soul and the light green soul in the soul-nourishing lamp.

The gray soul became a poor little thing surviving in the cracks.

Qi Wu Yue asked Brother Wu Lian if he had any wishes.

"I want my face." The faceless man said without hesitation.

His obsession is to find a face.

Qi Wu Yue decided to take him with him first to figure out what this six-in-one state was.

The faceless man followed the two of them like a tail.

Qi Wu Yue followed the ghost-attracting thread and found Huan Yi first. Huan Yi could locate the positions of other people. The closest to them were the charlatan and Brother Crow. When he found them, these two shells with cotton dolls attached were hiding under the table, hugging the table legs and pretending to be turtles.

Shui Xiaomeng also drilled under the table with them.

Huanyi picked up the two cotton dolls by the collar, holding one in each hand.

The charlatan held the Bagua plate with his two cotton arms and quickly reported: "Boss, the master of this space has escaped."

In a six-in-one realm, there are naturally six realm masters. If you count the faceless brother, there are seven to be exact.

Shui Xiaomeng used her hands and feet to crawl out from under the table, and was so shocked that she stammered: "He he he is really a ghost!"

Qi Wu Yue glanced at him and said, "Speak frankly, who is the ghost?"

He will never forget the surrounding scene and geographical location for eight hundred years.

Water family.

The Shui family was more than a thousand years ago. If we calculate the time, Shui Erlian was not even born yet.

However, the Shui family is still annoying.

"Shui Tao! No, no, no, he is not Shui Tao, his name is Tao Jiang, and he is a member of the Shui family from a thousand years ago!" Shui Xiaomeng never imagined that the shell of his mortal enemy actually contained a lonely ghost who had been dead for thousands of years. In terms of seniority, he was the ancestor of his ancestors.

The good news is that his archenemy is really dead.

The charlatan and Brother Crow talked at once and repeated the scene they had seen before.

To put it simply, it is a scene where Tao Jiang breaks with the Shui family and betrays the family.

"It seems to be because of a man." The charlatan added.

"He was expelled from the Shui family." Brother Crow added.

"What place did you go to, Qiuquetai? By the way, where is Qiuquetai?" Shui Xiaomeng asked.

Qi Wuyue raised his eyebrows, "Qiuquetai~"

It was once the best fireworks venue in the world, gathering countless furnaces and tripods, and its reputation spread far and wide.

Many of the predecessors of Hehuan Palace were born there.

Several children stared at Qi Wu Yue with sparkling eyes.

Qi Wu Yue retracted his expression: "I don't know."

Huanyi and others suddenly looked disappointed.

The state of a powerful being in the Tribulation Crossing Stage is extremely dangerous. In just a short moment, the souls of several children could not withstand the pressure and they were bleeding from all seven orifices.

Huanyi, Zhanxing and Wencai were in the form of cotton dolls. There was nothing unusual on the surface. They just cried out that their legs were weak, and then hugged Xiaolin's thighs to get rid of the trouble of walking.

Until Shui Xiaomeng raised her hand to wipe her nose, and her hand was red, she snorted and said, "I think I'm getting angry."

What the hell is going on.

Both ears were bleeding.

Qi Wu Yue finally realized this.

When he looked down again, he saw Huanyi and the other three, looking dejected.

Taking the remaining two Yin Ghost threads from Huan Yi's hand, Qi Wu Yue quickly stuffed them along with Shui Xiaomeng's soul into the mustard seed ring.

Then touch the two Linzi.

"Brother, I am fine."

Qi Wu Yue withdrew his hand and marveled at his extraordinary talent.

When we found little brother Gu, he was hiding in the eggshell of the little golden man.

The eggshell of the little golden man was indeed magical and successfully curbed the symptoms of bleeding from all seven orifices of Brother Gu.

One egg, two souls, thrown into the mustard seed ring.

When Xue Lingluo was found, he was rolling on the ground.

"He ate my grass." Xue Lingluo held the small flowerpot and burst into tears, pointing at the young man in red in front of her.

Qi Wuyue knew how much Xue Lingluo missed his broken grass, so he squatted down and prepared to take the order: "It should not be digested yet, a private warehouse, I will help you cut it open and take it out."

The young man in red's eyes widened when he heard that, and he said "Fuck!", turned around and ran away.

"That piece of broken grass jumped into my mouth by itself. It's all dirt. I don't even want to eat it!"

The headband slipped out of his hand, and the boy in red was tied up tightly by Xiao Lin before he could run far.

Qi Wu Yue placed his palm on the forehead of the young man in red and sensed it. "You still have half of the grass. Do you want to take it?"

Xue Lingluo held back her tears and said, "Forget it."

Qi Wu Yue was surprised: "Huh?"

The grass that Xue Lingluo held was related to his entire cultivation. The person who borrowed his cultivation had lost his memory, and Xue Lingluo relied on that grass to get his cultivation back.

"He looks too much like my master." Xue Lingluo walked up to the young man in red and called him "Master". The young man immediately spat at him and said nervously, "What are you doing? Do you want to inherit my inheritance?"

Qi Wu Yue had never seen Hua Shang Huan before. He repeatedly looked at the face of the young man in red but had no reference: "Are you sure?"

Xue Lingluo wiped her face and said in a deep tone: "Too lively. Apart from the face, the temperament is irrelevant."

Qi Wu Yue brought over the faceless man and asked the young man in red to identify him to see if he was his brother.

The young man in red rolled his eyes: "What a joke, can Ah Xian have a face like his?"

"Can you see his face?"

The young man in red rolled his eyes again: "He has no face. What am I looking at? He's covered in blood. It's scary! Please keep him away."

"Where are you going?" Xiao Lin asked.

"Nonsense, go home!" the young man in red said unhappily.

Xiaohao Lingzi: "We will go home with you."

The red-clothed boy looked down at him, rarely losing his temper with the child, and said with a sour face, "You are not welcome."

Qi Wu Yue: "Come, let's calculate how much the grass you ate is worth."

Then they followed the boy in red home.

To be precise, it was Hua Shanghuan in his youth, because he said his name was Hua Huan.

Qi Wu Yue and the others followed Hua Huan home and met the young Hua Shangxian, but now he was called Hua Xian. He was about eleven or twelve years old, with a straight posture and a faint smile.

At this time, Hua's father and mother were still alive, and the Hua family had not declined.

Mother Hua was gentle and invited everyone to have dinner. Xue Lingluo looked at her master happily, and then at her uncle.

During the banquet, a beggar knocked on the door, and Hua's mother brought a bowl of clean food as alms.

Qi Wu Yue wandered out and took a look.

The old beggar was unkempt, with a gray beard tied into a braid that hung down in front of him. On his shoulders hung pockets full of patches, and his cuffs were also made of various scraps of cloth, but they were unusually wide. He did not look like a beggar, but more like a magician.

He was holding a bowl of rice, stroking his beard and muttering something to Hua's mother.

"...Madam gave birth to a pair of good sons, born with sword bones and sword sheaths, both of whom are people with great fortune...Madam should avoid water..."

Sword bone means that Hua Shangxian has sword bone in his body, which is an excellent seedling for sword cultivation.

"What about the scabbard?" Qi Wu Yue stared at a small bone-white dice between the old beggar's sleeves for a long time before he raised his head and asked.

Tianji Pavilion, Taoist Xingjian, transformed into a beggar and entered the world thousands of years ago, his life and death are unknown.

The old beggar looked at Qi Wu Yue, and his expression gradually changed from kind to horrified. He was so frightened that he quickly took two bites of the steamed bun in his hand to calm himself down.

"My friend...I'm afraid you are not from this era."

Qi Wu Yue: "People from later generations have entered by mistake."

The old beggar was successfully choked by the steamed bun. He beat his chest hard and said with difficulty: "My friend, can you hear it? The Yin Wood Body."

Qi Wu Yue: "An excellent furnace."

Old beggar: "In Yin, it is like this, and it is combined with Yang. In wood, it can be made into a scabbard, and it is combined with the sword body."