C28 Empyrexia

"Kun Peng?" Are you talking about the Great Desolate Master? " The old man's gaze was like two sharp blades that shot towards the heavens.

Jing Tian seemed to have felt the sharp attack and staggered back two steps.

"Grandfather, don't. Big Brother Jingtian doesn't seem to be a bad person. " Wan Qing, who had been standing by the side, did not say a word as he hugged the old man's waist.

The old man let out a breath and patted her back. "Don't worry, he'll be fine."

Then he smiled apologetically at Jing Tian. "I'm sorry little friend, this old man is too old. It was just an accident that hurt you, right? "

Jing Tian shook his head in shock to show that he wasn't hurt. This was the second time he had been hurt in front of others. But the two times were very different.

The time Hun Jinghun hurt him with her eyes, she had clearly used her strength of soul. But now, the old man had only glanced at him once, and had not released any strength of soul or Profound Qi in the slightest.

"If you're talking about the Great Desolate Master, then I might really be wrong about you."

The old man walked up to Jing Tian and patted his shoulder. The anxiety and pain in Jing Tian's chest were quickly resolved.

He nodded gratefully at the old man. "Does Senior Kun Peng have anything to do with the Nangong Family that you spoke of?"

The old man stroked the stubble on his chin and muttered to himself, "Actually, the relationship between them is quite close, but that was more than four thousand years ago. In the last few hundred years, they have no relation. "

"Then why does Senior Kun Peng have the Nangong Family's treasure? And he gave it to me. Also, what exactly is the day of the reincarnation cycle? " In one breath, Jing Tian raised the question in his mind.

The old man did not directly answer, but held onto Jing Tian's shoulder: "Your cultivation should not have exceeded third rank yet, right? After you surpass the Fifth Rank, no matter if it's a Heavenly Talisman Master or a Profound Opening Profound Practitioner, you will have to wait! Only then will you have the qualifications and the ability to know the secrets hidden within. "

This answer was exactly the same as what Jing Tian had said to Wan Qing. This was a repayment from the Modern Realm, a helpless smile on his face.

The old man turned his head towards the girl and said, "I think our guest is definitely hungry too. Wan Qing, you go and prepare dinner. Big Brother Jingtian and I will first go to the house to sit for a while. "

"Alright grandfather, I'll go right now." Wan Qing smiled at the heavens, then hopped towards another newly built wooden house.

"Young friend Jing Tian, please come in." The old man was the first to enter the wooden house.

The room was large and spacious. There was only one room on the first floor. There were two stone blocks and a stone table in the middle of the room. It was both spacious and simple.

"I'm sorry, please take a seat." The old man smiled and took the lead to sit on a stone pillar.

Jing Tian sat down across from him.

After finding out that Jing Tian was not a spy sent by the Nangong Family, the old man became very friendly towards him. He smiled and asked Jing Tian, "Little friend, your name is Jing Tian, right?"

Jing Tian nodded his head: "Yes, senior, this is my name."

"Then your surname is Jing? A very rare surname. "

There was a teapot and two tea bowls on the table. Surprisingly, the old man reached out his hand to pour some tea. He quickly stood up, lifted the teapot and filled the two teacups. The light green tea was exuding a refreshing fragrance, causing the spirit of the heaven shocking to awaken.

The old man pushed a cup of tea to Jing Tian, "In dead valley, only Wan Qing and I live here, and there are no outsiders here to visit. Therefore, there were only two sets of all the tools available. This teacup was used by Wan Qing, I hope you will not dislike it. "

"Senior, what are your words? I am also in a difficult situation, how could I dare to be picky?" Jing Tian then took a sip of the tea. He felt the tea flowing down his throat. All his fatigue was gone.

Putting down the teacup, Jing Tian finally answered the old man's question: "Actually, I'm not surnamed Jing. I used to have a surname. But now that I've been expelled from the clan, I don't dare to bring up my previous family name again. "

The elder took a sip of his tea and smiled, "Who is the young one who is not arrogant?" When he was young, it was normal for him to do something wrong, as long as he could correct it in the future. This old man, my name was also removed from the family back then, but I still roamed the world. Name and surname are just a code name. The bloodline flowing in your body will not change just because you changed your surname. As long as I become an upright and proper man in the future, I will be able to match the noble blood flowing through my body. "

The old man's words were like a gush of wisdom gushing into Feng Zhiling's head. It dispelled all of the doubts in Jing Tian's mind. That's right, I was kicked out of Hun Family. But the fact that Hun Mingdong's blood will always flow in my body is a fact that I can never change.

Jing Tian stood up and bowed to the old man, "Many thanks to elder for your guidance."

The old man nodded his head in satisfaction and said, "Sit down."

"Although this junior has been expelled, this junior's surname is still soul."

"Your surname is Soul?" The old man shook the teacup in his hand.

"My full name is Hun Jingtian, and my brother is the current King Hun Aotian."

The old man took a deep breath, "I have already stayed in dead valley for more than two hundred years. I have no idea who the king and the patriarch of Soul Nation are."

Shocking approval filled the air as he nodded his head, "200 years is indeed a very long time. According to what this junior knows, in the last hundred years, Soul Nation has changed to a total of four kings and two patriarch s. Senior not knowing about them is also a normal situation. "

"Kid, what did you do wrong to get kicked out of the clan by the patriarch?" The old man looked at him meaningfully.

This was the most shocking thing that happened: "I was kicked out of the family by patriarch's son, Hun Jinghun. The reason is because my body is healthier than Hun Jinghun's, that's all. "

"Hmph, what kind of bullsh * t reason is that?" The old man's reaction was beyond anyone's imagination.

He stood up, walked two rounds around the room, and then heavily sat down again. "More than two hundred years have passed, and the Hun Family clansmen have been mutually annihilating each other. Not only has the mutual exclusion not changed, it has instead intensified."

Jing Tian looked at the elder's angry expression and probed, "Could it be that senior also knew members of the main clan 200 years ago?"

"I know him, of course I know him." He shuddered. "There is no one in the world who knows him better than I do. Because this person is me. "

Although Jing Tian had already noticed it, he was still quite surprised when he heard the confirmation.

The old man calmed himself down: "Boy, as the King's younger brother, you have heard of the Hun Family's thousand year old curse, right?"

Jing Tian nodded his head. "I know about this. Moreover, I am one of those people who received a curse."

"You?" The old man once again glanced at Jing Tian from head to toe. "I think your cultivation should be very balanced.

"It was also with the help of senior Kun Peng that the curse was broken." Jing Tian explained for a bit: "Before this, I couldn't even feel the Soul Realm."

"The Great Desolate Master helped you break the curse? His behavior is really quite unexpected. " The old man did not linger on this topic for too long. He was deeply immersed in his memories.

"You are actually the same as me, brat, we are really fated to be each other. I was the eldest son of the patriarch back then, but like you, I could not feel any fluctuations in the strength of soul, so I started to develop towards the Profound Practitioner. At that time, most of Profound Practitioner used the sword, so I also started to practice the sword.

I didn't expect this training to make me famous. I defeated all the young warriors in the family competition. Logically speaking, since I am the leader of the clan's younger generation, and I am the eldest son of the patriarch, I should be able to live up to my name as the next patriarch.

But no one would have thought that for the sake of my own brother's position in the patriarch, he would join hands with the experts from other clans to intercept me. When I fought back, I accidentally killed him, which was a grave violation of the family rules.

My father is extremely reluctant, but because he is a patriarch, he cannot break the law. So I was exiled from the family.

From then on, I became the Hun Jian and lived a carefree life. At the same time, I made six good friends who also used swords. The seven of us are happy with our grudges and righteousness. Many good deeds were done for the people of the dynasty.

However, our actions also affected the interests of the powerful nobles of the empire. On a stormy night, the assassination team of ten powerhouses of the sixth step launched a devastating attack at the seven of us. The seven of us are only at the level of our Fifth Rank, how could we be their match?

My six good friends were aware of their misfortune and handed their swords to me. They then exploded in a group, hoping to help me escape from this calamity.

Unfortunately, their sacrifice didn't buy me too much time to escape. I was still overtaken by the enemies. At the last moment, my father suddenly arrived. After suffering heavy injuries and killing all of my enemies, I was finally saved.

Father didn't dare to leak the news that I was still alive, so he hid me in this forbidden area of the family. "It took more than two hundred years for me to hide it."

After the Hun Jian finished narrating the past, he could not help but feel dejected.

He spoke slowly, "For the past two hundred years at the bottom of the valley, I have been wondering what the result of this tragedy was. It was my fault, or my brother's, or my father's. In the end, I can only say. We're all right, we're all wrong. If we weren't fighting each other like that, we would be able to unite without suspicion. That family had long since subdued the Liu and Zi families.

So I have always hoped that my tragedy will not recur. But today, two hundred years later, you appeared in front of me. I know that this tragedy hasn't ended yet, so how can I not sigh? "

Seeing the look of Hun Jian, Jing Tian didn't know how to comfort him.

"Senior, don't think too much into it. Just let him go through with the past." Then, Jing Tian suddenly remembered something.

"Senior Hun Jian, could it be that you are one of the legendary Seven Sky Swords?" asked Jing Tian excitedly.

Hun Jian shook himself out of his memories, laughed and said: "Hehe, this is a title that the seven of us invented by chance when we were trying to save the poor, how do you know about it?"

Jing Tian felt that some things were too weird. With the intention to plant flowers but not flowers, there is no intention to plant the willow in the shade.

How many people in the world would go out of their way to earn fame and fortune? However, after he died, it wouldn't be long before the people of the world would forget about him.

As for those who sincerely worked for the common people, even under the circumstances where the people involved had forgotten, they were still remembered by even more people.

After more than two hundred years of trials and hardships, not only had the title of the Seven Heavenly Swords not faded, it had become even louder.

Shocking Hun Jian to the core of the story, Hun Jian smiled coolly.

"The seven of us only did what was proper. We never wanted anything in return. The opinions of the people of the world are truly false. "

He couldn't suppress the anticipation in his heart and said to Hun Jian: "Senior, Jing Tian has a presumptuous request, I don't know whether I should speak of it or not."

Hun Jian waved his hand, "The two of us are a hundred years away, but we can still gather here due to fate. We were all afflicted with a curse and were unable to cultivate to become a Soul Master. We were also expelled from our families. If you have something to say, just say it. "

After hearing this, Jing Tian couldn't wait to say: "I would like to borrow your sword. Please allow me."