Legend of Swordsman

The Mo Luo Kingdom still existed.

The Great Xia was no more.

He had spent considerable time in the mortal world, leaving behind many memories.

He had once impersonated a prince of the Great Xia and had wandered with Bai Junwang.

He had also encountered the opportunity with the Three Kings Court.

However, things had changed, and he no longer knew anyone there.

Bai Junwang had fallen even after his body was remolded.

The former Great Elder of the Mo Luo Kingdom, an outsider by birth, had left his life behind in the Mo Luo Kingdom.

“Sigh!”

Jian Wushuang sighed softly.

He turned and left the Earth Realm.

He did not go directly to the Heavenly Realm but instead headed to the Original Planet.

The Vermilion Bird Temple still stood.

In the dark red hall, figures moved hurriedly.

The current Temple Master of the Vermilion Bird Temple was a remarkable figure. Although not as powerful as Xin Jiu, she had unique methods. Among the four halls, the Vermilion Bird Temple, originally a secure rear hall, now boasted comprehensive combat strength comparable to the White Tiger Temple and excelled in external battles.

This was all due to the current Temple Master.

“Ji Wushuang!”

The young lady of the Ji family.

He still remembered the first time he met her.

The niece of Ji Chaoyang, she had now become a peak Universe Master of the Sixth Tribulation.

The once naive and frivolous girl was now steady and imposing.

Jian Wushuang looked through the hall and glanced at her.

They had parted ways at the Grave God Mountain without catching up, and now she was busy arranging the expedition at the Vermilion Bird Temple.

She had indeed matured a lot.

In the past, she would have approached and greeted her elder.

Perhaps due to the weight of her responsibilities, she had set aside her old personality.

Through the hall, he did not disturb her. He casually stopped a steward of the Vermilion Bird Temple, “Give this mustard seed to your Temple Master!”

“Hmm?” The steward, a supreme expert, was startled. He felt a bit dazed as if he had received an irresistible task, and absent-mindedly took the mustard seed towards the Vermilion Bird Temple.

Only after handing over the mustard seed to Ji Wushuang did he regain his senses.

“Who gave you this mustard seed?” Ji Wushuang’s pupils dilated as she briefly checked the contents of the mustard seed, finding it hard to believe.

The steward, now fully aware, was confused to find himself inside the hall with the Temple Master questioning him. Nonetheless, he recounted the strange encounter.

Ji Wushuang immediately understood. Her usually calm and composed eyes revealed a hint of their former clarity. She gently said, “I understand, you may leave now.”

“Yes!” The steward, amazed that the voice had come from the Temple Master, hesitated before slowly retreating.

Meanwhile, he wondered what had made the Temple Master show a gentle side. He always thought she was cold and indifferent!

The hall was bustling, but Ji Wushuang stood in a daze for a moment. She looked outside but saw no familiar figure.

She sighed softly, accepted the mustard seed, and resumed her work.

At this time, Jian Wushuang had already left the front hall of the Vermilion Bird Temple.

The Vermilion Bird Temple had a rear hall as well.

There were no cultivators here, only puppets.

It was the predecessor of the Vermilion Bird Temple.

Zhu Yi was also here.

However, he was not looking for Zhu Yi but for Zhu Qi.

This former lover of Shan Jun.

Shan Jun had been kind to him, so he felt he should visit.

Since his return, he had not seen her.

After all, she was just an emperor puppet, no longer useful to the Qishen Temple.

They stayed in the Vermilion Bird Temple, now only handling miscellaneous tasks.

Even Zhu Yi was no exception.

Jian Wushuang quietly entered a side hall where Zhu Qi was.

She was organizing some files.

So engrossed in her work, she did not notice Jian Wushuang’s presence until he blocked the candlelight.

“It’s you?” Zhu Qi exclaimed, “Jian Wushuang?”

She found it hard to believe.

When Jian Wushuang and many others had disappeared, she learned he had gone to the outside world, never to be heard from again. She did not expect him to appear before her today, making it difficult to believe.

“Long time no see!” Jian Wushuang revealed a faint smile.

Zhu Qi quickly got up to pour water.

The two sat opposite each other and talked for a long time.

Of course, the topic of their conversation was still Shan Jun.

From the other’s words, Jian Wushuang once again understood Shan Jun.

Although he visited these people who had no direct relation to the grand scheme one by one, he was actually learning about this struggle.

Understanding Shan Jun was equivalent to understanding the Devouring Path of Qishen.

From Zhu Qi’s words and his own understanding, he couldn’t believe that Shan Jun was an obstacle to Qishen.

In other words, the Devouring Dao was not necessarily an evil path.

It wasn’t so despicable.

Perhaps the only mistake was Qishen himself.

After talking for a long time, he finally left.

Unfortunately, Zhu Qi was just a puppet; he couldn’t help her for now.

In the future, he could help her find a stronger body or a stronger Origin Source, allowing her to live like a real person.

He visited the four great temples in turn.

When he went to the White Tiger Temple, he was not very familiar with Bai Yi, so they just exchanged simple pleasantries.

The same was true for the Azure Dragon Temple.

Only when he reached the Black Tortoise Temple did he stay for a long time.

He talked with Xuan Yi of the Black Tortoise Temple for a long time.

“Back then, did he really say that?”

“Absolutely. That senior was just passing by Qishen Temple. He went to the depths of the Original Universe, saying he was looking for someone. He used my name and gave me an opportunity!”

Xuan Yi, recalling something, quickly took out a small box and said, “This is what the senior asked me to give you. He said to give it to you when you came to see me voluntarily!”

“Thank you!” Jian Wushuang stood up and respectfully accepted the box.

Holding the wooden box in his hands, his eyes flickered.

To Xuan Yi’s surprise, he left the Black Tortoise Temple.

The depths of the universe that the teacher mentioned were his hometown, but now everything was gone.

Having gone through so much, Jian Wushuang had thought deeply about it. He had always speculated about what his Teacher Xuan Yi intended to do.

Previously, he thought that his mysterious master might be a reincarnated mighty one who needed his help.

Later, when they met again in the Three Kings Court, he thought the teacher had something to entrust to him.

Now, he was given this wooden box.

He held it in his hand for a long time without opening it.

When he voluntarily met the Master of the Black Tortoise Temple, he was to hand over this item?

When he was a Dao Lord, he could meet the Master of the Black Tortoise Temple.

This item left behind was probably not a treasure.

Crack!

After hesitating for a long time, he cautiously opened the box.

The wooden box opened, and inside lay a token quietly.

On it were inscribed Starry Sky characters.

“God King!”

At the moment he saw the two ancient characters, a powerful pressure overwhelmed his aura.