Beastmaster of the Ages

"What can you come up with?" Feng Qingyu asked.

Shadow pondered for a moment and said: "Before coming, we made the biggest concession, which was to give you the entire territory of the One Yuan Divine Sect."

"Including Tai Chi Peak Lake? The original agreement was that we and the Yin Yang Demon Sect were half and half, and Tai Chi Peak Lake belonged to them." Feng Qingyu said.

"Yes, including." Shadow said.

"What do you say in front of that girl Li Caiwei?"

"If the matter ends, she will have no say. We will have the final say." Shadow said.

"Yes, you are too strong. You have the final say. Now you can agree that we will carve up the One Yuan Divine Realm. After the war, you can also let me and the Yin Yang Demon Sect go away. Let your Nine Palaces Ghost Sect dominate the world." Feng Qingyu sneered.

"It makes no sense for you to say this. With our relationship, we are better than the Yin Yang Demon Sect. Your strength is temporarily incomparable to Li Caiwei." Shadow said.

"Don't tell me this, it's meaningless, don't paint a pie for me, I want the treasure that I can get now." Feng Qingyu said.

"If you have something in mind, just say it directly." Shadow said.

"I want the 'Star Map of the Thousand Star Realm'." Feng Qingyu said.

"..." Shadow was silent.

"give or not?"

"I have no right to decide this matter. I will go back to discuss it. If there is any result, you can bring Jiang Wuxin over directly." Shadow said.

"become."

"gone."

"Wait a minute." Feng Qingyu opened his eyes and said, "You can't even get the supreme source of calamity in the Thousand Star Realm, right?"

"hehe."

The shadow chuckled and quickly disappeared into the window paper.

After she left, Feng Qingyu stood up, walked through a long corridor, and came to a courtyard.

The courtyard has been engulfed by the blizzard, with only a few plum blossoms in full bloom.

The plum blossoms growing in Taiji Peak Lake all have heavenly patterns on them, even holy heavenly patterns.

There is a snow-white pavilion, half covered by snow.

In the pavilion, a young man in black was leaning against a pillar, his eyes dull.

"Wuxin." Feng Qingyu appeared in front of him, his eyes solemn.

"Master." Jiang Wuxin's eyes flickered, and he knelt down to salute, pressing his knees on the snow.

"How does it taste?" Feng Qingyu asked.

"Life is worse than death." Jiang Wuxin said.

"From now on, can I be a ruthless and heartless person?" Feng Qingyu asked.

"Okay, but it's useless." Jiang Wuxin said sadly.

"It's useful. I'll give you one last chance for revenge." Feng Qingyu said.

"Master..." Jiang Wuxin raised his head tremblingly, looking at Feng Qingyu with a pair of eyes blankly, and said: "I have become a waste, can I still be saved?"

"Yes, as long as your heart does not die, there must be hope. You have experienced so many life and death, and you are more tenacious than anyone else. This time you lost so miserably that you almost lost everything, but life is like this. After traveling through life and death, one day, you I will be grateful for everything now." Feng Qingyu said.

"Please master, please give me some advice." Jiang Wuxin took a deep breath and tried to control the trembling and excitement in his heart.

"The Nine Palaces Ghost Sect has taken a fancy to the blood of the Nine Palaces Ghosts and Gods in you. They can turn you into a mindless killing machine, a powerful puppet, controlled by them and working for them. You may lose more, but there is One thing is certain, that is, Jiang Wuxin will definitely be very powerful in the future." Feng Qingyu looked at him with burning eyes.

"Lost more? Master, I have nothing to lose." Jiang Wuxin said in a hoarse voice.

"You mean, are you willing to be this 'killing weapon'?" Feng Qingyu asked.

"I am willing. As long as I can get revenge, as long as I can be strong, I am willing to do anything. Even if I am no longer myself, it doesn't matter. I just need the world to remember the name 'Jiang Wuxin', that's all." Jiang Wuxin's eyes were red. , tears swayed and fell on the snow.

"There will be such a day." Feng Qingyu said.

"Master, if I agree, will I leave the Six Paths Sword Sect? You are so kind to me. My only worry is that the Nine Palaces Ghost Sect will let me go against you." Jiang Wuxin said.

"It depends on yourself." Feng Qingyu said.

"What does Master mean?"

Feng Qingyu pursed his lips and said: "My child, the Nine Palaces Ghost Sect is hell. Even if it is your only chance in the future, I will never let you lose yourself as your master."

"What should I do?" Jiang Wuxin said in confusion.

"They have fully exploited the power of the blood of ghosts and gods, leaving you devastated and reduced to a puppet. However, I can teach you a section of the 'Six-Word Sword Art' left by the Six-Path Sword God. You can recite it every day, and you can calm down and concentrate on your soul. Stay within yourself. This is your only chance to be yourself."

"Wu Xin, never give up. As long as you don't die, you have to persevere even if you want to be a dog."

Fengqing Prison Road.

"Thank you, Master!" Jiang Wuxin's eyes were red. He was already ecstatic and kept kowtowing.

With these six-character sword tactics, at least he still has hope of becoming a human being.

"To be honest, I don't know if it's effective. It's just a gamble. Whether you can put yourself to death and survive depends on you. If there is a day when you come back, I believe that there will be no one in this world. I can stop you!" Feng Qingyu said.

"Definitely, definitely!!" Jiang Wuxin's voice was hoarse, and he used all his strength to shout these words, and he was already in tears.

But in his eyes, there was already the courage and will to fight to the death.

Feng Qingyu patted his hanging head, sighed, and said, "Wuxin, no matter where you go, you must remember that Sword Soul Emperor Mountain will always be your home."

"Well! Once a teacher, always a father! If one day I harm the Six Paths Sword Sect in the slightest, I will be punished by heaven and earth, and I will not die a happy death!"

"I was born as a person in the Six Paths of God Realm, and died as a ghost in the Six Paths of God Realm. Master's kindness will be unforgettable in this life and cannot be repaid."

Jiang Wuxin said with a choked voice.

"Ha ha."

Feng Qingyu smiled.

He pinched Jiang Wuxin's ears and said: "Silly boy, you can't be so full of words. Master is also betting on your life. If you lose your mind in the future and even kill me, then why? The teacher also recognized it.”

"No! No! My soul must be immortal!" Jiang Wuxin said this vow like a madman.

"Okay, okay!" Feng Qingyu held his shoulders and helped him up.

"Child, there are too many gods born in this world."

"If the way of heaven is unfair, Master, I am willing to accompany you to become a demon."

A blizzard fell.

The world was in a state of darkness.

Jiang Wuxin felt a fire in his throat.

A white-haired boy appeared in his mind.

"Kill! Kill!!"

In the blizzard, he shouted silently.

I don't know when Feng Qingyu had left his side.

He lay on his back in the snow and let the blizzard swallow him up.

"Xiaoyin, Xiaoyu, I will never forget you."