Chapter 156 It makes sense "Excuse me, is there anything else you want to say to your master that you didn't get to say? I can tell him for you." "You are quite interesting, young man. What is that in your hand?" "The one on your right hand is the residual soul extractor I made. Now everyone has given it an elegant name, called 'Recalling the Old Years'. It can extract the residual soul of the deceased through his old belongings. You can see some of his past memories and say a few simple words. The one on your left hand is the image-retaining jade I made. It can leave your appearance and voice for the living to see." "Say it to your face? That's a bit embarrassing! But if I don't say it now, I won't have a chance later, right?" Seeing Wei Wenxin remained silent, the remnant soul sighed and smiled with relief: "Then please tell my master that I am very happy to be his disciple. It's a pity that there is no afterlife, otherwise I would like to be his disciple again." Wei Wenxin blinked and nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll show him. I wrote down what I just said. Do you want to read it again?" "Hey! Then let me see it!" As time went by, the person who was trying to smile in the air started crying. The tears condensed from the power of the soul were like clusters of light gray fog, which dispersed as they fell.
It was not until the figure became fainter and fainter, and he gently touched his natal sword, and finally disappeared without a trace amid the sword spirit's sad cry, that Wei Wenxin could not help but raise his sleeves and wipe his eyes. After a moment, she put away the image jade and went to look for the next sword. Ancestor Jingci has lived for nearly 40,000 years. When he was in his prime, the sect suffered the last war that destroyed the sect. That battle expanded the Wanjian Sect's territory westward by more than 10 million square kilometers, and at the same time established the Wanjian Sect's status as a super sect. Patriarch Jingci was a rare lucky man. In that great battle, more than a dozen Mahayana masters of the Wanjian Sect died, and almost all of his young disciples died. Among them were eight of his fifteen disciples. He was seriously injured, his foundation was damaged, and he managed to survive, but he had to endure the pain of seeing his loved ones die, time and time again. In the sword tomb, there are still more than 20 immortal swords from that period. Two of them belong to the eldest and third disciples of Patriarch Jingci respectively. Most of the people who died on the battlefield did not even leave behind their bodies, and the only thing that could be recovered after the war was basically their natal sword. Most of the natal swords were of low grade and had no intelligence, and they have now rotted away without any trace. It is not easy to keep two. Wei Wen was thinking, how nice it would be to meet old friends while he was still alive! I had thought about calling the ancestor directly to the sword tomb before, but that was somewhat unlucky, and it was not certain that things would succeed. It would give people hope and then disappoint them, which was really not good. With the Jade of Recording Image, if I succeed, the ancestor can see it. If I fail, there will be no loss. I didn’t expect it to work the first time. Unfortunately, it didn’t work the second time. I don’t know if it’s because it’s too old or the sword’s quality is not high enough, but its spirituality has been almost completely lost. After looking for his apprentices, he began to look for elders with whom he was close. Wei Wenxin didn't recognize most of the immortal swords, so he had to check the sect's records and search slowly.
This is a big project. Wei Wenxin succeeded just now because she had a good relationship with the sword spirit, and the sword spirit was grateful for her filial piety and was willing to let her try. I didn't expect that a residual soul would appear all of a sudden. The sword spirit was not very intelligent to begin with, and seeing its master again after tens of thousands of years made it so excited that the sword kept buzzing and its speech became incoherent. Upon seeing this, all the immortal swords at home flew over, and various inhalation sounds came continuously from the sea of consciousness, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the sword tomb! [I have thought countless times that you could come back to me and take me to continue to conquer the world. Although I know that it is impossible to achieve, I still can't help thinking so.] [I also want to see my master again, even just once! ] [Xiao Wei, can you give me a piece of photo jade? I want to embed it here on the hilt of my sword, so that when I miss her, I can look at her. Of course, you have to call her out first. 】【Last year, I went to the mountain for a while and went to the place where we killed someone for the first time. I didn't expect to encounter robbers again. The person being robbed didn't have half the courage of you. Seeing that he was about to be beaten to death, I killed the robber. It's a pity that you are not here. You may not know that I can no longer get a sense of accomplishment from killing. 】 [I went home on time to visit your descendants. The 153rd generation grandson was born a few days ago, and the clan invited me back to attend the banquet. Although this child is only a four-spiritual root, I will also keep an eye on them and train them well. I will definitely not let what happened to you when you were a child happen to them.] …… These magical swords carry too many memories and there are so many things I want to express. Seeing that some sword spirits had met their long-passed masters and had a smooth conversation with them, all the sword spirits could no longer sit still! They all chattered in a mysterious way and communicated with Wei Wenxin, either pestering her for the residual soul extractor, or talking about their own situations with tears and laughter, and reminiscing about the past. Unexpectedly, the ancestors who were usually steady suddenly lost their temper. [I heard about Ningshuang before, and I've always wanted to give it a try, but unfortunately you haven't been home for the past few years. I was about to forget about it, but then you came back again! And you did this! You're being unfair to me by not letting me understand the Dao! ] [That’s right! We love you so much, you have to be filial to us! Maybe after you die, we can even take care of your children! ] …… The words became more and more outrageous, but the central idea remained the same from beginning to end. Wei Wenxin hurriedly stopped them: "Stop, stop, stop! Where can I get my child to show you?!" It was so angry and funny. He took a long sigh and calmed down. "This is the last bit of wild soul-nourishing wood in the sect's treasury. In order to exchange for it, I borrowed a lot of contribution points from my fellow disciples. I want to give it a try, so that the ancestor will not be so regretful when he leaves. There are really not many of these residual soul extractors now! If you have the materials, I can help you refine it at any time. If you don't have the materials, you have to wait until I get them again. Anyway, there is no rush, so you can be humble for a while, okay?" The flying swords suddenly stopped talking. They are spirit objects and do not need food or drink. They can practice by staying in the sect’s blessed land, so they do not receive any monthly allowance. Not to mention the wild soul-nourishing trees, they can’t even afford the farmed ones! Only when the money is used will it be regretted. I hate it even more when I encounter something that money can’t buy. [I feel that the sect owes me a soul-nourishing tree.] [No, it should be that he owes us contribution points. With the contribution points, we can go to the treasury to find Mingying and exchange it for the Soul Nourishing Wood! ] [This thing has never been sold at an auction. There was a commotion at the auction house a while ago, so I went over to help. I also looked through the auction records and found that it had not been sold for more than a thousand years.]
[I don’t care, I want it! ] [I feel that I have protected the sect for so many years, taught the young disciples swordsmanship, and spent every day in the woods trying to break up couples. Even if I have no merit, I have worked hard, so I deserve a monthly salary.] [Yes, I didn't notice this before. The fact is, those spiritual birds and beasts who have obtained the status of disciples can get contribution points. We have been separated from our master for so many years, but we have not obtained the status of disciples, nor have we received contribution points. It's simply too much! ] [Let’s go! Let’s find someone to reason with! ] The sword spirits were filled with righteous indignation and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Wei Wenxin couldn't catch up, but he felt that what they said made sense. I think I can only hurry up and do it. Otherwise, if the matter gets out of hand and her uncle comes after her, she might not have time to achieve her goal. When the morning light was dim, Wei Wenxin was lucky enough to have three residual soul projections left. Then, without delaying for a moment, he summoned the Burning Sky Sword, flew into the sky, and ran straight to the top of the peak of Ancestor Jingci. According to her experience, if she didn't run now, she would probably be in big trouble if she turned back. Qingxuan Daojun: I have lived for thousands of years, what have I not seen? Stay calm, we are all decent people. Chapter 2 is here~ (End of this chapter)