Chapter 1637: Demotion of the Blood Brand of the Saint Slave, the Crime Is a Letter From Xuanji

"Are you there?"

Xu Xiaoshou explored the world of ancient books.

The figure of the white-clothed swordsman was extremely blurry, not as good as before, and it seemed as if all his intelligence had disappeared, leaving only a shadow.

"Um."

Still there?

I thought that when you said you didn't have much time, you meant it was very short, and we left without saying goodbye!

Xu Xiaoshou was glad that he hadn't started to speak ill of Lao Ba yet, and said hurriedly: "It's good that you are here. We will talk about you in person and don't act like crickets behind your back. You won't be angry, right?"

Bazun is too lazy to talk nonsense with this green tea.

What happened back then was actually nothing to him.

It's just that I was disgusted by the method that was not very clever. It was not something unspeakable.

Xu Xiaoshou was still young at that time and was not exposed to this level, so there was no need to talk to him much.

Now that the Holy Emperor Rao is gone, we can indeed tell him some things about the five great Holy Emperor families.

"Before the decisive battle, I received a letter."

When this faint voice emerged from within his body, not only Xu Xiaoshou but also Dao Qiongcang sat upright.

His intelligence comes from what he collected after the fact.

What the person involved said himself must be different in details from what he heard from others.

The two of them sat cross-legged opposite each other, each looking like they were all listening, with all four eyes staring at their stomachs. The scene was really weird.

"The letter was unsigned, and I only found out later that it was written by Dao Xuanji."

"I don't remember the specific content. I just know it was a threatening letter asking me to make a choice."

"What choice?" Xu Xiaoshou marveled at how a mere sister dared to threaten the superior Eighth Sword Immortal, while at the same time he was curious about the Eighth Sword Immortal's answer.

There is no need to talk about personal impressions. Everyone knows that the Eighth Sword Immortal at that time was synonymous with "young and frivolous" and it was impossible to compromise.

"She asked me to make a choice between Yue Gong Slave and Hua Chang Deng."

What? !

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked when he heard the sound, and his eyes flew out.

Can this be said?

Isn't Hua Changdeng a man?

Could it be that I have some preconceived subjective stereotype that Sister Changdeng has always been a peerless beauty?

its not right.

Just a scruffy middle-aged man, right?

That……

The eight acquaintances...

A habit of cutting off or cutting off sleeves?

Yes, there was a strange storyteller following him all the time... Xu Xiaoshou's expression became strange, and he felt that everything could be explained at the beginning of the story, looking from an incredible direction.

"Tsk!"

Dao Qiongcang took a look at the other person's reaction and knew that this kid was thinking about the sky, so he waved his hands helplessly:

"You really have no talent for telling stories, Ba Zunsui, shut up."

"I'll do it! Tell me if there's anything wrong, and I'd like to hear your original version too."

He stopped being polite to Bazun, and raised his finger to Xu Xiaoshou:

"To discuss this matter clearly, you must know a few prerequisites."

"First of all, the five holy emperors' families are of noble blood, and everyone under the ladder of heaven is a lowly person, whether it is a god, the eight acquaintances, or..."

"Being insulted, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the finger pointing at him and rolled his eyes helplessly.

These words are too sharp. Dao Palace Master, do you dare to tell them to the people of the five regions and see what their reactions are?

"Hmm~"

Nodding, Xu Xiaoshou did not refute the old-fashioned views on blood.

Dao Qiongcang continued: "Those who practice Taoism in Hua Rao, Yuebei, can roam around in the world of mortals. However, if they have a relationship with a lowly caste, even if they do not give birth to an heir, they, including that person and the lineage they belong to, will be deposed and will not be able to live again in this life." Enter the Holy Emperor’s secret realm.”

"Such a person can be called a 'Saint Slave' by the servants within the five great Saint Emperor families."

Xu Xiaoshou's expression changed. He was not surprised. After all, he had heard about it before.

"You have actually seen a real Saint Slave, not the Eight Masters and Wu Xiu." Dao Qiongcang pointed out, "They are also in Tiansang Ling Palace."

"Who?" Xu Xiaoshou reacted very quickly, "Rao Yinyin?"

"right!"

After Dao Qiongcang nodded in affirmation, Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth slightly, which was a bit unexpected, but it made sense.

Rao Yinyin, Su Qianqian's best friend, the head of the thirty-three people in the inner courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace, said that he still owed her a throne pill...

It does not matter.

The important thing is that her last name is Rao.

You can easily encounter other surnames in the Holy God Continent. Most people in Yuebei Huarao Dao really don't dare to use surnames like this. They don't exist from the source.

Rao Yinyin was not only born with the surname Rao, but the pattern of her name was also very similar to Rao Yaoyao. The key point is that now that I think about it, the two girls do look very similar.

Damn it, it can’t be mother and daughter, right?

Dao Qiongcang knew what Xu Xiaoshou was thinking:

"Strictly speaking, Rao Yaoyao is Rao Yinyin's sister-in-law. She gave her the name Yinyin. She likes this child very much."

"But Rao Yinyin's father violated a taboo - when this girl started practicing, her talent was not good, and she was found to be not from a pure family of the Five Holy Emperors. She is half mortal, so she must be of the same rank..."

"This word is too ugly. In short, when his father was traveling in the world of mortals, he fell in love with a mortal and gave birth to an heir. However, through various relationships, he brought the person back to the secret realm of the Holy Emperor and disguised himself as a commoner in the Wurao Emperor realm. Marrying a girl is a secret."

"Paper can't contain the fire, just follow the clues and he was found."

"The disaster affects the whole family, including his father, his eldest father, him, his daughter, his brothers and sisters... Rao Yaoyao is also affected, but she is extremely talented in swordsmanship, and I can protect her."

"For the sake of Rao Yaoyao, I can't control other people. I only saved her favorite Rao Yinyin and sent her to the ladder of heaven. You can also understand that this is a 'containment'."

"This is still a secret so far, and the higher-ups don't know about it. Later, when I became the master of the palace, even if they found out, they could only turn a blind eye and not dare to target Rao Yinyin."

Like a awn on the back.

Feeling like sitting on pins and needles.

After hearing all this, Xu Xiaoshou felt the resentful look in the old Taoist man's eyes and finally understood the reason.

Why is Rao Yaoyao willing to serve as a sword for Dao Qiongcang?

Why did Dao Qiongcang dare to use a person with a foreign surname so boldly, and even train her without reservation?

Really one of our own!

As a result, after cultivating it for so many years, the glory of Void Island after its canonization was about to bloom, and then it fell.

The murderer is still sitting opposite the storyteller, still scratching his head.

"Sorry, I disrupted your fish farming plan."

Xu Xiaoshou twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, held up his head, and pouted, "How about I give you an apology?"

Dao Qiongcang hummed.

Things have been going on for so long, and he no longer cares about it. He is not a grudge-bearing person.

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and felt that if the Holy Emperor family always did this, how many sons of destiny would have been raised for thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, and asked curiously:

"In all these years, has there never been a genius who, after being humiliated, practiced with a heart of revenge, broke through the shackles all the way to be conferred a saint and became an emperor, and then returned to the secret realm of the Holy Emperor to avenge his vengeance?"

Dao Qiongcang's face became a little more funny:

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Whenever a Saint Slave is kicked out of the Holy Emperor's Secret Realm, the mark of 'Saint Slave' will be imprinted on his blood, and he will never be able to break through the Great Void and become a Half-Saint in his lifetime."

"This is the highest rule. Not to mention me, even the heads of the five holy emperor families cannot change it. It has become a Taoist law. It is to prevent the situation you mentioned."

Xu Xiaoshou looked resentful, and it turned out to be a rigorous world.

You can even consider it. How could a family that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years not be on guard?

"Seal of the Holy Slave..."

He touched his chin and took out the Eight-Character Order. After turning it over, there was an emblem on the reverse side of a beautiful woman with handcuffed hands and feet, naked, hugging her knees and crying.

"Yes, that's it."

Dao Qiongcang stared at the emblem and said:

"At the moment of enlightenment, at the moment of tranquility, at the moment of anger, at the moment of hatred... a spiritual refiner may break through, and a genius can always survive a desperate situation."

"At this time, the Holy Slave Mark will be triggered, interrupting their breakthrough and preventing them from becoming geniuses."

"That's it."

Dao Qiongcang's face flashed with anger as if he had been extremely humiliated, and immediately his energy exploded, as if he was about to break through in battle.

His face suddenly turned bitter, and he turned over his hands helplessly. In the palms of his hands, dark red blood gathered and turned into the emblem of the "Holy Slave".

As soon as this mark appeared, all the energy to break through was interrupted, and he could only continue to accept the humiliation from the enemy.

"It's so abominable..."

Xu Xiaoshou touched his face, his face was extremely smooth.

I don’t know why, but it feels like someone has been branded with a slave number, and it’s the kind of thing I was born with.

So Rao Yinyin cannot become a genius.

Even if he gave her the Throne Pill, the Taixu Pill, or even the Semi-Saint Pill.

The head of the thirty-three people in the inner courtyard may be the highest position she can reach in her life.

This is the sorrow of birth and the sorrow of the times.

"free……"

Xu Xiaoshou thought of what Bazunzhen said when he invited him to join the Saint Slave in the White Cave, and his feelings deepened.

It turns out that so early, he became a saint slave.

It turns out that regardless of whether you agree or not, those who are destined to become saint slaves are born as saint slaves and have no right to choose.

"That's too far."

Dao Qiongcang waved his sleeves and ended the illusion of heavenly secrets on his body, and returned to the topic:

"The content of the letter from Dao Xuanji to Bazun Su should be the 'Dongchuang Incident'."

"On the day of the decisive battle, due to certain reasons... it was actually her who did something."

"The Holy Emperor Yuezhi and even the five great Holy Emperor families will re-check the purity of the blood essence of the Moon Palace Slave on that day to see if it has been..."

After a pause, Dao Qiongcang showed determination and courage, and said vaguely: "Tainted."

Ba Zunzhen did not speak and remained silent.

Silence at this time is also acquiescence, saying that Qiongcang was not wrong.

Xu Xiaoshou understood: "So on that day, Xiaoba..."

"cough!"

"Oh, I'm sorry... So on that day, the Eighth Sword Immortal had to make a choice, either go to the Saint Emperor's family to take away the Moon Palace Slave, and fly away; or continue the decisive battle, put a damper on the battle, and let Hua Changdeng win; or Bow down to her and say to Xuanji, what the hell is she doing? Is there any way she can let Yue Gong Slave pass the inspection? "

Dao Qiongcang smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, at least that's the story I heard." He looked at Xu Xiaoshou's belly.

Bazun said: "Yes."

"Doesn't she understand you?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked. After thinking about it, he felt that Dao Xuanji had done so many stupid things.

Once this letter is published, apart from offending a lot of people, what can you gain?

"If you don't agree, it will be a dead end. She will offend the world-famous Eighth Sword Immortal at that time? Yue Gong Slave, the descendant of Yueshi Holy Emperor? And Hua Changdeng, who has a promising future?"

"Let go...isn't this humiliating to the ancient sword cultivator?"

"Why did she do this? What's the purpose? What benefits can she get?"

Dao Qiongcang shrugged: "I can't understand my sister so far."

"Really?" Xu Xiaobao tilted his head towards the old man, "I don't believe it."

Dao Qiongcang laughed: "I tried to interpret her, and the conclusion I got is that she just wants to 'compare'."

"Ever since she was little, she has learned everything I have learned, and she has mastered everything I have mastered. Maybe it's because I have a Rao Yaoyao, and she also wants to practice a Huachang Lantern."

"If the victory in the decisive battle was due to her strategy, maybe she thought that Hua Changdeng would be grateful to her after that."

"I really have to say that Hua Zhizi is superior to Rao. After mastering it, he can beat me."

"But Hua..."

Dao Qiongcang shook his head.

He can't even control Huachang Deng.

Facts have also proved that his vision is right. Rao Yaoyao can try to control it. Hua Changdeng has now become the Holy Emperor, higher than himself.

Dao Xuanji wants to control him? Idiot's dream!

It's hard to say that people didn't even look at her from the beginning to the end.

This is why Dao Qiongcang only said that he could try to "interpret" Dao Xuanji instead of completely "understanding" this sister.

After all, this game looked stupid from the beginning - if it were you, you would never do something like this!

Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep thought.

Sister Xuanji is too exaggerated, she is even crazier than the Eighth Sword Immortal, but sometimes people are really unreasonable in their actions.

"Do you think there is a possibility that your sister likes Bazun Shu?"

"hiss!"

Dao Qiongcang's pupils trembled, and he took a breath of cold air.

Not to mention, the authorities were fascinated by the onlookers, but the Eighth Sword Immortal was so charming that the world was overwhelmed by it, and countless beauties wanted to throw themselves into his arms... It was really possible!

"Or think about it in another direction. Your sister likes Huachang Deng and wants to attract his attention in this way?"

"hiss!"

Dao Qiongcang stood up in shock, the hair on his body standing on end.

From an emotional point of view, everything seems to be explained. After all, human emotions can never be truly explained.

"Of course, it's possible that people will resist after being suppressed for a long time. Is it because your light as a brother is too dazzling and no one notices her? She is unhappy?" Xu Xiaoshou thought from the perspective of the weak side, and it felt understandable. Xuanji.

There shouldn't be anyone like Wen Ting who has been suppressed by the Eight Masters for a lifetime and can still be friends with him.

——Even if they are still friends on the surface, their psychology must have been abnormal, right?

The same goes for Dao Xuanji.

But she was different, she expressed this emotion.

People surnamed Wen and people surnamed Dao have different inner confidence. Dao Xuanji seems to be a stubborn and rebellious type.

Wen Ting...

Xu Xiaoshou thought of the opera artist who came to sheath his sword after Guyu died...

Well, it's too artistic to comment on.

"Maybe, it's all possible?" Dao Qiongcang tried to combine these three possibilities, feeling a little closer to his sister's complicated heart.

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at him hesitantly.

Having you as my brother is such a blessing as my sister.

"So you finally chose Huachang Deng?"

He didn't continue the topic, looked down at his stomach, and after reacting, he quickly said, "You chose to fight him and ignored the threatening letter?"

Before the Eight Masters spoke, Dao Qiongcang laughed out loud:

"At that time, he would write letters of challenge every day, killing one or two. Everyone wanted to step on the 'Eighth Sword Immortal' and become famous in one battle. Qingju couldn't kill them all even if he cut them off."

"What's a threatening letter? It didn't even state the name. I'm afraid it would be torn up after just one glance."

Bazun said: "Yes."

Are you so confident?

Xu Xiaoshou patted his belly: "Are you really not afraid of something happening to Moon Palace Slave, or are you saying that you just fell in love at that time, nothing happened, and you are not afraid of investigation at all?"

The Eight Deities are familiar with silence.

Dao Qiongcang sneered: "It's true that we just had a relationship, but nothing happened. I don't think it's possible..."

After saying this, his eyes shone brightly, and he stared at Xu Xiaoshou's belly with burning eyes, with flames burning in his eyes.

Xu Xiaoshou also bowed his head.

The Eight Deities are familiar with silence.

The two looked at each other and opened their mouths slightly: "So you..."

The Eight Deities are familiar with silence.

The two people's eyes met again in shock, each with a shocked look on his face, and asked uncertainly: "Could it be that you..."

The Eight Deities are familiar with silence.

"Say it! There are only three of us here. What are you afraid of? I won't talk nonsense." Xu Xiaoshou said that he was a tight-lipped person.

"I won't talk too much. I'm just curious about some uncertain details back then. It's human nature to be curious about knowledge." Dao Qiongcang made a lot of nonsense, and the flames in his eyes almost burned all over his body.

The Eight Masters remained silent.

The two of them stopped talking and just stared at their stomachs.

The ruins of God have been silent for a long time.

Until the end, Ba Zunzun couldn't bear the stare, and a faint voice came from his stomach:

"Yes, we have a child." ()