Chapter Seventy: Past Life and Present Life

  Shen Du stood there with a calm face, yet seemed to be gazing at the fallen silver-haired old man with some sympathy.

  The story of a thousand years ago appeared clearly in Shendu's mind once again.

  That day's rain was very heavy, Shen Dou, who had just turned ten years old, was scolded by the elders in his family, and with a very gloomy mood, he ran to the nearby stream crying to ease his emotions.

  The heavy rain poured down on Shen Dou's body, making his vision a bit blurry, but he could still see clearly the silver-haired old man walking out of the rain, without a single drop of water on his body.

  He instantly understood that the silver-haired old man must be a master of swordsmanship, and he was using his sword energy to block the rainwater outside his body.

  "Little guy, with such a big rain, why don't you go home?" The silver-haired old man's voice was extremely gentle and warm to listen to.

  The elderly at home all scolded me for not practicing diligently, saying that I will definitely be a waste in the future, I don't want to go back.

  "Oh? The elders may have been too hasty, I see an extraordinary aura between your eyebrows, you will definitely achieve something remarkable in the future." The silver-haired old man said with a serious face.

  "Really?! I didn't expect that silver-haired old man to actually take this stinky little brat seriously, a burst of wild joy in his heart."

  "Of course it's true. I can see that you have a great physique, and you're a good candidate for martial arts training. If you're willing to acknowledge me as your master, I'll definitely train you into a super strong warrior who can stand at the peak of this world."

  Shen Dou carefully looked at the silver-haired old man and felt that he was kind-hearted and benevolent, looking gentle and amiable. He thought to himself that this person must be extremely good, so he immediately knelt down in front of the silver-haired old man and exclaimed with genuine surprise: "Master!"

  Since then, the silver-haired old man often came secretly to teach him martial arts and taught him many unknown cultivation methods.

  Especially for the cultivation of soul and sword energy, as well as the understanding of the way of the sword.

  The most profound impression he had was the day he broke through the Sword King's barrier. His master gave him a book called "Xuanling Gong" and told him that

  "Soul cultivation is divided into benevolent spirits and malevolent spirits. Benevolent spirits are sacred and good, divided into three levels: mirror spirits, holy spirits, and immortal spirits. Malevolent spirits are withered and deceitful, divided into three levels: evil spirits, demon spirits, and devil spirits. To cultivate one's soul, one must find an absolutely quiet and spiritual cave, only such a place can make one's soul cultivation stronger, and also have the opportunity to become the peak swordsman of the Spiritual State Continent."

  Then Shen Du followed the instructions of Xuanling Gong and left Worryless City in the Empire of Weights to find a very quiet cave where he devoted himself to cultivating his soul.

  A year had passed and his soul cultivation had finally reached the Mirror Soul stage, with just the power of a Mirror Soul alone being enough to contend against a peak Sword King strongman.

  He returned home with great joy, only to find that his family had been slaughtered by evil men overnight, and the murderer's origin was unknown.

  It wasn't until later, after some investigation, that they found out the murderer had silver hair and looked kind and gentle, not at all like a great villain.

  Shen Dou immediately thought of his own master and went to question the silver-haired old man, who did not deny it and readily admitted that this was indeed his doing.

  Everything from that day, Shendu can remember clearly.

  The silver-haired old man didn't show a hint of guilt, instead he bellowed in anger: "Don't you forget, your achievements today are thanks to whom? I helped you get rid of the obstacles that hindered your growth, and yet you don't have even a bit of gratitude towards me?!

  Shen Dou's face turned pale as he let out a loud cry, his voice shaking with sorrow: "Master, how can I accept this?! I refuse to accept such an answer, such an ending! You don't understand the significance of family in my heart! Even if it means losing my life, I will defend my family's honor and protect their lives!" As he spoke, for the first time, he raised his hand against his master.

  It was at this moment that the silver-haired old man actually pulled someone out from behind him.

  Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Shen Dou's son, Xiao Mo.

  Shen Du immediately withdrew his move, wanting to retrieve Xiao Mo.

  The silver-haired old man had a ferocious look on his face and shouted in a low voice: "If you take one more step forward, I will immediately end this little thing's life."

  All else failing, he had no choice but to lay down the long sword in his hand.

  It was at this moment that the silver-haired old man suddenly made his move, and somehow summoned the silver-white long sword from his hand, piercing Shen Dou's chest.

  Fresh blood flowed down the silver-white sword body, dripping drop by drop onto the ground.

  Xiao Mo struggled to bite the old man's wrist with silver hair, and the old man felt a sharp pain. He swung his big hand and threw Xiao Mo's body several meters away.

  Shen Du took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the long sword on the ground and quickly stabbed it out, surprisingly hitting the silver-haired old man's abdomen accurately, and even his soul was shocked by Shen Du's move. Perhaps this sword was what made the silver-haired old man's cultivation stagnate at the level of Sword Emperor for a thousand years.

  The silver-haired old man was furious and shouted: "Go to death!"; He suddenly pulled out the sword inserted in Shen Dou's chest, and Shen Dou also rushed over with a chill all over his body, staring blankly at the silver-haired old man as he walked to Xiao Mei's side, dug out her pair of eyes, and trampled them on the ground.

  Shen Du still wanted to say something, but couldn't bring himself to say it out loud.

  Suddenly a gust of cold wind whizzed by, blowing away his three souls and seven spirits from his body.

  But then he heard the silver-haired old man talking to a group of strangers about something.

  The silver-haired old man said excitedly: "After years of planning, I finally made a great contribution to the Jiǔ Qū Diàn, it seems that I finally have the opportunity to return to the Jiǔ Qū Diàn."

  This was the first time Shendu had heard of Jiǔ Qū Diàn, and he kept it firmly in mind from then on.

  His soul was floating in the air, he couldn't put his heart at ease for Xiao Mei, but saw the silver-haired old man use a silver needle to control Xiao Mei's heavenly soul and earthly soul, making him completely

  Lost memory.

  And tell Xiao Mei: "You are an assassin from Jiǔ Qū Diàn, but now you are blind in both eyes. You must practice a set of blind swordsmanship to make your future missions smoother!"

  "Yes, master!"

  Shen Du has already lost his physical body and at some point, even his primordial spirit disappeared.

  He anxiously wanted to retrieve his own yuan Shen, with a single heart thinking that he must rescue Xiao Mei from the sea of fire.

  Finally found his primordial spirit in the place where he died, and after entering the primordial spirit, he can transform into his pre-mortem appearance for a short time.

  He sneaked into the silver-haired old man's house in the middle of the night, pulled out the silver needle that controlled Xiao Mu's Heavenly Soul and Earthly Soul, and said to Xiao Mu: "I want you to promise me one thing, don't avenge me, just keep my primordial spirit and memories safe, when the time is ripe, I will definitely return to your side!"

  Xiao Mo had witnessed the downfall of his family and the murder of his father by that great villain. His mind was much more mature than ordinary people. He quietly hid his father's primordial spirit in his body and independently inserted silver needles into the meridians of the Heavenly Clothes, thus achieving a seamless connection with the heavens.

  Thinking of this, Shen Du suddenly burst into tears.

  Never thought that after a thousand years, I would personally kill my own son with my own hands.

  All of this was thanks to his master, but he also understood that the true culprit was not his master.

  Behind this matter, there is a larger conspiracy hidden.

  But who was behind the scenes after all, was it really someone from Jiǔ Qū Diàn? Until now, Shěn Dōu still can't figure it out.

  He decided not to think about it anymore and thought that the old man with silver hair had done many evil things in his lifetime, so he must have stored up a lot of treasures. He walked up to the old man's body and searched him all over, and indeed found many good things.

  "Breath Control Formula"

  Qigong Pill

  "Yi Rong Dan"

  Formaldehyde

  "Magic Circle"

  Innumerable treasures were all taken in by Shendu and stored within his belly.

  Just as he was about to get up and dispel the Sword Emperor's sword energy that had blocked Xia Qing and the other two outside, he saw a stone emitting a dazzling green light being pressed under the silver-haired old man's back.

  "It's actually Sword Emperor Stone!"

  It's as if I have divine assistance; if one day the sword energy reappears and fills me to the brim, then with this Sword Emperor Stone, I can instantly raise my strength to the initial level of a Sword Emperor.

  It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that perhaps all it took to obtain a Sword Emperor Stone was to kill a strong Sword Emperor.