I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 117 Ah, It’s Over

Chapter 117 Ah, It’s Over
How ridiculous.

Qi Wuyi thought.

Bai Wuming was a land immortal who lived five hundred years ago.

The founder of the Three Thousand Swords.

The last glory of the true cultivation era.

He was also the one who personally ended the tyrannical Qin era.

His historical evaluation has been mixed, but for practitioners, his figure is an unattainable height that even the heavenly realm cannot compare to.

There are not many disciples in Penglai Jiange, but every generation has the highest respect for the ancestor because that is how their master taught them.

Even though the master rarely talked about the ancestor, everyone could feel her respect and love for him.

Now there is a yellow-haired... white-haired boy who suddenly jumps out and says he is Bai Wuming?

Who would believe it?

Should I then say that I will give him fifty taels of silver to help him return to the realm of immortals on earth, and that he will help me break through to the heavenly level when he comes back?

Qi Wuyi had a blank expression on his face, but he was already complaining a lot in his heart.

This just proves...that he is not calm.

Or rather, he believed it a little.

Although it was not much, it was indeed shaken.

Even though reason told him that this was unlikely, he could not deny the possibility.

Because from the very beginning, Bai Xuan's behavior was not like that of a normal teenager. His temperament, attitude, and conversation... it was like an elder talking to a child.

All the disharmony that Qi Wuyi felt after they met also pointed to an unlikely answer.

Actively approach the sword box of the past.

The outstanding achievement of topping the list of Wolong at the age of 18.

The "Swordsmanship is almost as good as Taoism" is highly praised in the Bu Tian Book.

And... he really knows the swordsmanship of Penglai Sword Pavilion.

If, if he is really Bai Wuming, then all of this has a perfect and reasonable explanation.

Isn't it natural for the Sword Immortal to reincarnate and cultivate again?

Who can deny him?

To deny him is equivalent to denying the history accumulated by sword cultivators and swordsmen to this day, and denying the three thousand sword arts that no one has ever challenged.

It’s like a Confucian student denying Confucius...that’s not just rebelling against the Heavenly Powers, it’s betraying the teacher and destroying the ancestors!
Qi Wuyi took a deep breath.

"How do you prove that?"

He asked in a low voice: "Perhaps you are lying. You are not Bai Wuming. You simply obtained Bai Wuming's inheritance from the Sword Immortal's remains... There were also such people in the past who obtained inheritance from the Sword Immortal's remains."

"The Southern Chu Emperor Gaozu is one of them."

“Throughout the generations, there have been countless people who could be considered Bai Wuming’s disciples.”

"If you are really Bai Wuming, you must provide more direct evidence to convince me."

Bai Xuan looked at Qi Wuyi, whose face suddenly became gloomy, and smiled.

Because the other party's current attitude proves that he is actually not very calm.

If suddenly a young man jumps out and says, "Kid, I'm your ancestor," you'd be considered good-tempered if you didn't just beat him up.

I can understand your feelings.

But Bai Xuan shook his head: "No."

Qi Wuyi frowned: "You admit that you lied?"

Bai Xuan said calmly, "Because you don't know me, I can't prove it to you. Instead, I will fall into the trap of self-proof. The more evidence I provide, the more suspicious you will become."

Although Qi Wuyi didn't understand what a self-proving trap was, he could understand the general meaning. He was not Bai Wuming's direct disciple, so how could he recognize him?

"Since that's the case..." Qi Wuyi said, "If you can't prove it, you can come back to Penglai Sword Pavilion with me. I can't recognize it, but there are people who can."

Bai Xuan asked back: "Why?"

"because……"

"Whether I'm Bai Wuming or not, I've already proven that my swordsmanship has nothing to do with Penglai Sword Pavilion." Bai Xuan said, "You should be concerned about whether my swordsmanship comes from Penglai Sword Pavilion, not my identity."

Qi Wuyi lowered his head: "..."

Wait, it’s a bit messy, a bit messy…

"According to what you said, the swordsmanship I use is either from myself or from inheritance. Neither has anything to do with Penglai Sword Pavilion."

"That's right." Qi Wuyi agreed. He then asked, "Then why did you say you were Bai Wuming? Isn't it to prove it?"

"I just satisfied your curiosity and had some fun at the same time." Bai Xuan leaned back in his chair. "Bai Wuming's name might be used to scare people, but few people would care about a dead man who came back to life."

"..."

At this moment, Qi Wuyi really couldn't tell whether the other party was joking or serious.

But if you were only 30% sure before, you are now 50% sure.

Only real people don’t care whether their identity is real or fake, because it doesn’t matter.

As long as Bai Wuming holds the sword, he will be able to return to his original height sooner or later... as long as he wants to.

Grandmaster... I can't call him that now no matter what.

Qi Wuyi's mood was a little complicated.

He suddenly thought of his master in Jiange, who specifically asked him to look into the matter. Did he have a premonition about it a long time ago?

Every time the swordsmanship of Penglai Sword Pavilion was discovered in the outside world, they would send Sword Pavilion walkers to investigate. If they found traitors and stealers, they would take them back. However, they would ignore the beneficiaries of the Sword Immortal's remains. Firstly, they couldn't do anything about it, and secondly, they didn't want to.

Perhaps the master had already known that Bai Wuming would be reincarnated sooner or later. Once he showed his swordsmanship, it would be known to the Penglai Sword Pavilion and he would be seen by the passers-by.

Because the master knew Bai Wuming's character, he would admit it frankly instead of making excuses to cover it up.

There are too many possibilities, and Qi Wuyi can't think of them all.

"You don't have to think so complicated." Bai Xuan smiled and said, "Relax... No matter who I was in the past, I am only Bai Xuan now. Just send this answer back."

Qi Wuyi: "I can't tell the difference."

"It's good to be confused." Bai Xuan continued: "Now that you have finished asking questions, it's my turn."

"What do you want to know?"

"Who founded Penglai Sword Pavilion?" "Bai Wuming's direct disciple, Xie Xueji."

"Only her?"

"Only her."

"The other three aren't here. Where did they go?"

"Master never told me." Qi Wuyi paused and added, "In Jiange, I heard people say... Five hundred years ago, the Qin Empire collapsed, the Way of Heaven collapsed, and the demonic and barbarian chaos was about to come. Jiange became the target of public criticism and had to go into seclusion."

"Afterwards, disagreements arose among the four disciples of Jian Pavilion, with the conflict between the eldest and third disciples being particularly intense."

"Even if the second disciple tried to mediate, he couldn't stop it."

"They had a fierce battle and haven't been heard from since."

"The eldest disciple established the Penglai Sword Pavilion; the third disciple established the Luoying Sword Pavilion in the Fusang Islands; the second and youngest disciples are nowhere to be found... Rumor has it that they appeared in Yumen a hundred years ago."

That’s all Qi Wuyi knew.

Bai Xuan nodded slightly after listening.

"You, don't you have anything to say?"

"What should I say?" Bai Xuan picked up the teacup and said leisurely: "Should I sigh, or scold them for being unfilial?"

"I didn't have that idea at all. I even anticipated their current situation."

"Even brothers who are as close as family will eventually split up... They've always been at odds with each other, and the fact they didn't end up fighting to the point of death is because of their past friendship."

"If Xue Ji really has murderous intentions, Wen Ren Yao will definitely die."

As a master, he sees his apprentices most clearly. This result is not surprising, and is even considered good.

It is not easy to live without any contact with each other until death.

"It's not peaceful either." Qi Wuyi said, "There are occasional disputes between the Sword Pavilions."

"Well, fighting and killing is pretty good." Bai Xuan said casually.

"..."

Is this person really my ancestor?

This laissez-faire attitude is completely different from the master's strictness.

"Oh right." Bai Xuan asked again, "Are there any remains of the Sword Immortal in Penglai Sword Pavilion?"

Qi Wuyi shook his head: "No."

"Not a single piece?"

"No." Qi Wuyi was very sure: "There is no piece in Penglai Sword Pavilion, there is one in Luoying Sword Pavilion, another one is in Baimei Sect, and another one is rumored to be in the hands of a Tianwei in Northern Zhou, but I don't know the details."

Bai Xuan pondered.

"If you are really Master Bai Wuming, I think you can get the Sword Immortal's remains by just going to Luoying Sword Pavilion."

"But what will the price be?" Bai Xuan asked back: "Do you know?"

"What will be the price?" Qi Wuyi asked innocently, as if he was the pure Ding Yilang.

"Your master really didn't tell you anything." Bai Xuan said.

"Master is very strict... Is the Flowing Master of the Falling Cherry Sword Pavilion any different?" Qi Wuyi pondered, "If I want to break through to the Heavenly Rank in the future, I will definitely have to test the world's masters with my sword. I will definitely pass her test."

Bai Xuan said with a smile, "Want to get information from me? You'll be disappointed. Bai Wuming has been dead for five hundred years. He only saw the first twenty years of Wen Renyao's life. How could he possibly know her current strength?"

"That's right." Qi Wuyi gave up: "Let's talk about the price."

"No need to talk about it." Bai Xuan directly rejected it.

What else could the price be? Just a traitor.

You can get the bones if you go there, but you will lose your freedom.

He didn't think he could beat Wenren Yao now.

The third disciple was a rebellious person by nature. He used to clamor to be the number one and even wanted to be the leader of the pavilion.

Now he is indeed the master of a sword pavilion.

Oh, these years...

Bai Xuan suddenly felt a movement at his feet. He looked down and saw that it was the sword case approaching.

Qi Wuyi looked at the sword box's attitude and said, "This is the first time I've seen a sword box like this. It will actively approach people."

Bai Xuan said, "I'm also curious, how did you transform a suitcase into a weapons factory?"

"Okay, suitcase?"

"What else?" Bai Xuan pointed at the combination dial above: "The combination lock is placed here, don't you see it?"

"I don't know what combination lock is..." Qi Wuyi shook his head: "Usually, we communicate through spiritual consciousness, and it will open and close automatically."

"No way, you've been using it for so long and you don't even know the password to open the box?" Bai Xuan was incredulous. Although he didn't know whether his disciples knew the password, in five hundred years, even if they tried once a day, they would have opened it long ago.

"I don't know, Master didn't tell me." Qi Wuyi tried to ask: "If you are the Grandmaster, you should know..."

He hasn't finished yet.

Bai Xuan has already skillfully turned the digital compass above, and the five-digit number corresponds to 10086.

With a click, the code disk was unlocked and the sword box opened with a hum.

When it is opened, it is like the golden light emitted by the briefcase for drawing cards in Ark.

When he saw the golden light blooming, Bai Xuan realized something and tried to lock the gap of the suitcase directly.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The golden light shot straight up into the sky, then split into several beams and exploded.

Qi Wuyi: "..."

Bai Xuan: “…”

"This……"

"Be quiet, I'm thinking."