Hearing this, Xiang Sheng finally shifted his gaze away from the spiritual dagger and turned to look at the white shadow beside him.
This is a turbid remnant soul, vaguely recognizable as a woman. It has the flavor of a human soul and the fluctuations of a formation.
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "The one who communicated with me a hundred years ago was also a senior?"
"No, that is indeed a formation spirit."
Bai Ying shook his head. "I have been sleeping in the center of the formation. Thanks to this century of freezing, I have the opportunity to merge with the formation spirit, regain some consciousness, and wake up."
Bai Ying smiled again as she spoke, "Junior Sister, you don't even want to call me Senior Sister? The blood ring on your hand is my master's treasure, and it's also the token of my Puppet Sect's leader."
Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed when he heard this, "Senior, do you recognize Crazy Sword?"
"Sword Madman..."
Bai Ying was stunned for a moment, then his expression became complicated: "Big Brother... he's crazy... he deserves to be crazy..."
Shiro muttered to himself, quickly coming to his senses, "Where is he?"
"A hundred years ago, I met Senior Sword Crazy in the Demon King Valley and was taught swordsmanship."
Xiang Sheng didn't hide anything and said frankly, "Later, when I revisited the place, I didn't see him in the Monster King Valley, so I don't know where he went."
Bai Ying was visibly disappointed when he heard this, but he quickly cheered up and said, "Xiang Sheng, I know you have many unresolved questions in your heart, and you don't even know your own mission. I've appeared today for this reason."
mission?
Xiang Sheng frowned slightly. She didn't like this word, but she didn't rush to refute anything. She continued to listen to Bai Ying's narration.
"My name is Wen Yi. I am the second disciple of the leader of the Gui Sect and was once the mayor of Xuanwang City."
Bai Ying's voice was filled with reminiscence as he recounted, "Master had four disciples during his lifetime. Besides me, there was the eldest disciple Jian Feng, the third disciple Xiao Wei, and the fourth disciple Fang Ye."
At this point, Bai Ying paused, and his tone became more intimate: "Now, there is another you, Fifth Junior Sister."
Xiang Sheng's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this. "Could it be that Senior Wen has misunderstood something? I only obtained this blood ring by chance. The person who left it only scribbled a few words and didn't mention anything about the Puppet Sect."
"So this is what you care about?"
Bai Ying shook his head and laughed, "The Blood Ring is not something that anyone can refine.
When the master was alive, she said that the blood ring was the token of the Puppet Sect. She left a heart-refining test in the blood ring. Whoever could pass the test and make the blood ring recognize its master would be the second-generation leader of the Puppet Sect.
It is precisely because of this that I can be sure that you, Xiang Sheng, are the fifth disciple adopted by our master from another lifetime, and not some petty thief."
Xiang Sheng listened silently, feeling an unignorable sense of disconnection in his heart.
She did go through a test when she fell off the cliff.
But that test was aimed at a corner of the "Qi Tian" formation. In Qingtian's eyes, the blood ring was just a good magic weapon, and he never said that it was a token of the Puppet Sect.
Looking at the confident words of Senior Wen Yi, and considering the past performance of Senior Jian Fengzi, it is clear that he is not lying.
Neither side was lying, so there could only be some kind of misunderstanding. As for what this misunderstanding was... there were too few clues for her to deduce.
However, even though she knew there were some mistakes and omissions, Xiang Sheng had no way to explain it. She couldn't expose the existence of "Qi Tian" just to clarify this point.
It would be better to go with the flow and use this relationship to find out more of the truth.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed, and she said, "Little sister Xiang Sheng, greetings to Senior Sister."
When Bai Ying Wen Yi heard this address, her eyes instantly brightened up, and her words became softer: "Fifth Junior Sister, you are the Sect Master now, and according to the rules, you don't need to be so humble."
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly. "I still don't know Master's name. It's really rude. Could you please tell me, Senior Sister?"
"Of course I should tell you."
Bai Ying smiled sweetly, "Master's real name has been erased by the Heavenly Dao, and almost no one remembers it. Even if there are still people who remember it, they dare not mention it for fear of being punished by Heaven.
However, the Xuanwang City formation has the effect of concealing the secrets of heaven, and I have become one with it, so it is okay to tell you about it."
At this point, a solemn expression gradually emerged on Bai Ying's face: "Master once circulated in the cultivation world under the pseudonyms Kui Ye and Tian Qing. She established the first ancient sect, Kui Zong, in the name of Kui Ye; and founded the first ancient chamber of commerce, Tian Qing Pavilion, in the name of Tian Qing.
The master has tens of millions of disciples. In terms of cultivation, talent, strategy and intelligence, they are all the number one overlords in the ancient world of cultivation, and no one can surpass them.
Her name was known to everyone at that time, and even ordinary people in the secular world could tell her a few words.
Yet, today, thousands of years later, Master has been completely forgotten by future generations."
Wen Yi sighed softly, "Fifth Junior Sister, you must remember this: Master's true name is Lu Xuanji!"
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