"Son, let's chat for a bit, shall we?"
The remnant soul rubbed his transparent hands.
"Ah?" Yun Feimiao was a little surprised. Did they really just come here to chat?
"What is your relationship with Yun Huanyan?" The remnant soul rubbed his hands again, looking a little shy.
"That's me..." Yun Feimiao counted carefully on his fingers, "my great-great-great-aunt."
"They are indeed from the same family. No wonder their eyes look so similar." The remnant soul said nostalgically, "She is so hard to pursue."
“…” Yun Feimiao was shocked. Is this something he can hear?
"You look a bit like her, but she is much prettier than you."
"Of course." Yun Feimiao nodded in understanding.
As the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Those who like the second sister, the third brother, and the fourth brother all use similar words when they see him, and he is used to hearing them.
"Back then, there were so many people chasing after her that it was like a swarm of fish crossing a river. There were so many of them that I could even fight her to a draw with seven or eight of them."
"Alas, but I didn't catch her, and neither did anyone else. Everyone ended up with nothing but ashes, so there's nothing to worry about."
The remnant soul sighed. He had long said that the name Yun Huanyan was unlucky.
Clouds and smoke are easily dispersed, and the word "illusion" is empty. No matter how you listen to it, it means she is destined to die early. She was asked to change her name but she refused. Not only did she refuse, but later she even beat herself every time she saw me. She really doesn't know how to appreciate kindness.
"Your great-great-great-aunt, she looks gentle and has a gentle name, but she has a very hot temper! Back then, she..."
The remnant soul couldn't help but tell Yun Feimiao about the love, hatred and vengeance of their generation, focusing on describing how many beatings he had suffered in the process of pursuing Yun Huanyan, and then felt deep sympathy for himself.
But Yun Feimiao couldn't feel any sympathy at all. This senior Canhun looked very elegant, but what he did had nothing to do with elegance!
If you dislike someone's name, you suggest that they change it.
The flowers I send are very strange, such as those that can bite people's fingers, or those that can chew off people's magic tools...
When complimenting someone, he would say, "Who said you Yun family members have no affinity with fire? Don't you have a very hot temper? You don't look like someone with a water spirit root at all."
Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Yun Feimiao just felt that his ancestor was really pitiful, being chased by such an unreliable senior.
"If you see her in the Tomb of Sound someday, please ask her for me: who is more handsome, me or that bastard Xie Luo?"
Yun Feimiao was very embarrassed when he heard this: "I don't know who you are, how can I ask this?"
The remnant soul snorted angrily, "How dare you, kid, not even recognize me? Am I no longer the test god of your talisman cultivation world?"
Although he was a talisman master of the Fuzhen Sect, he ranked first in all the assessments related to talisman cultivation back then, and he could also obtain the best inheritance by visiting various talisman cultivation ruins.
It is said that after his death, he became the god of examination in the world of talismans, and all talisman practitioners from all sects would worship his portrait before taking the exam.
"Maybe?" Yun Feimiao was unsure, "But I'm not a disciple of Sword Talisman Peak, so I'm not very familiar with the traditions of other talisman cultivators."
"You're not a disciple of Jianfu Peak?" Now it was Canhun's turn to be shocked. "Then which peak did you join?"
"Jian Xiaofeng."
"Hiss—" The remnant soul gasped, "Aren't you Yun family members quite respectable? How did you end up in such a dishonest peak?"
Yun Feimiao was very puzzled. Why was Jian Xiaofeng so unruly? Just because the Xiaoyao Dao was unrestrained didn't mean they were unruly, right?
Even if Master and Second Senior Sister are indeed not very serious, they cannot represent everyone in Jian Xiaofeng!
"Do you know how our peak master Jian Xiao died?" the remnant soul asked him with a smile.
Yun Feimiao recalled the history of Jian Xiao Peak he had read, counting on his fingers: "It seems that he was killed by a Tribulation Crossing cultivator from the Upper Realm."
"Then do you know why he was beaten to death by the cultivator from the upper realm?" the remnant soul asked again.
"It is said that the cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage had already gone astray and killed anyone he saw in the Lower Realm. Our Jian Xiaofeng Patriarch might be..."
"I went there to do something righteous, that's right. I had originally used the Heavenly Grade Purifying Heart Talisman to temporarily sober him up, but then that old ancestor of your Jian Xiao Peak came over and scolded him, tsk..."
"He cursed so badly that the man killed him even though he was sober."
“…” Yun Feimiao was suddenly speechless.
However, the Yun family is naturally protective of their own people. Even though that was the ancestor he had never met, Yun Feimiao felt that the ancestor was right!
At least the ancestor's starting point was good. He went there to stop the other party from killing people.
There's nothing wrong with cursing people. The people from the upper domain went astray and came to their lower domain to kill innocent people. Shouldn't they be cursed?
That person dared to kill people after he woke up, which shows that he was not a good person.
However, when he thought about the fact that the cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage came to the lower realm and killed innocent people indiscriminately, Yun Feimiao's originally relaxed mood suddenly became heavy.
He seemed to know how the remnant soul of the senior in front of him and his ancestor Yun Huanyan died.
At that time, the connection channel between the lower domain and the upper domain was two-way, but the cultivators in the upper domain knew their own strength and would not easily come down to disrupt the order.
But who could have imagined that a monk who had gone astray would hide in the lower realm to escape his guilt? Once in the lower realm, he couldn't control himself and killed people as easily as cutting vegetables, killing countless innocent people.
At that time, many powerful people in the lower domain went to stop them, but the strongest in the lower domain was only in the Void Refinement Stage. How was he any different from an ant in front of the Tribulation Stage?
If the people from the upper domain had not come down in time to take him away, I am afraid that all the people in Canglan Continent would have been killed by that person.
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