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Inside the scroll, a slim, extremely beautiful woman appeared in Han Yan's line of sight.

This woman was none other than the Violet Myrtle in front of him.

Violet Myrtle Powder, elegant and refined, stood atop a tall mountain. A light breeze blew past, and the sleeves on his body danced gently, like a fairy descending into the mortal world. She stared up at the sky, looking in the direction of an ethereal figure, and the corners of her mouth curled into a faint smile. Everything seemed so harmonious, so beautiful, that people couldn't help but sigh in admiration when they saw it.

Han Yan's brows moved, his gaze landed on the painting and asked: "This was painted by Wei Ming?"

Purple Wei nodded and replied, "Yes, I've always kept this painting. Right now, it no longer has much meaning to me."

This kind of painting was a gift from someone in love. Now that it was given to someone else, what did it mean? As Han Yan thought of this, he closed the scroll. Just as he was about to hand it over to Zi Wei, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes. "I'll keep this scroll first. His voice was abnormally calm, without the slightest emotion, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Zi Wei was silent for a while. She immediately shook her head gently and said, "It's alright, I …" I'll be leaving first. " She obviously had something to say, but she didn't say it when it came to her lips, as she gave Han Yan a deep look. Then, with a slight movement of her lotus steps, her body flashed and flew down the mountain, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Looking in the direction that Zi Wei had left, Han Yan's eyes flashed as he suddenly turned around and entered the Wuji Pavilion.

Han Yan immediately closed the door, and then released a few techniques to strengthen the array formation. His eyes were full of vigilance, as if he was afraid that someone would discover some secret. When everything was finished, Han Yan did not enter the room. Instead, he went to the center of the courtyard and quickly laid down an array formation.

After the array was set up, Han Yan took a few more glances. After confirming that there were no problems, he once again opened the scroll in his hand.

This time, the image inside changed. It was still a mountain, still a blue sky. However, the person standing on top of the mountain wasn't Violet Myrtle, but a young man. The man looked to be around thirty years old and wore a long purple robe. He was handsome with slanted brows and starry eyes. His body emitted a refined aura.

From the clothes that the Young man was wearing, one could tell that this person was the previous master of the Wuji Pavilion — — Wei Ming.

Although the scene inside the scroll had changed, Han Yan's expression did not change much, but there was an additional look of interest in his eyes. Obviously, Han Yan had already seen that someone had tampered with the painting, and the person who had done so was definitely not Zi Wei, but most likely that Wei Ming.

Han Yan could also guess that the reason Zi Wei gave this painting to him was most likely because of what Wei Ming had said back then. As for what he said, it wasn't important, the answer would be revealed later. Han Yan's eyes flashed, and said to the young man in the painting: "Since you're already awake, why don't you come out for a chat?" If there was someone at the side, they would have thought that Han Yan was stupid. It was useless to talk to a painting. It was no different from playing a lute to a cow.

The Xiao Hui turned into a human and stood in front of Han Yan, asking suspiciously: "Boss, can he hear what you're saying?"

Han Yan did not reply him as she stared at the picture scroll in silence.

There was a flash of light in the painting, and Young man seemed to be alive. He turned around and stared at Han Yan, cupped his fists and said: "Pavilion Master Han is truly powerful, to be able to see through the secrets of this painting, I will not waste my breath, to make a long story short, I hope Pavilion Master Han can help me."

Han Yan nodded his head noncommittally and did not say a word.

The Young man took a deep breath and said, "Within the aura that Pavilion Master Han is emitting, there is an additional limitless intent. I believe that he has already cultivated in Infinite Abilities, and he should have some understanding of the situation inside the Wuji Sect. I am the previous Sect Leader — Wei Ming. I did not go missing like the others had guessed, nor was I killed by Zhang Xian.

"A conspiracy?" Han Yan's eyes flashed, filled with suspicion.

Wei Ming sighed and said, "I know that Pavilion Master Han might not believe what I am saying now. Actually, it's fine if Pavilion Master Han doesn't believe me, as long as you listen to what I have to say, you can treat it as me telling a story. Through this story, one reason is that I hope that Pavilion Master Han won't repeat the same mistakes and two reason is that I hope that Pavilion Master Han will one day take revenge for me. "

As he spoke till here, Wei Ming changed the topic of his conversation and continued: "Actually, I have already died, but before I had died, I had already predicted that there would be such a day. He then used his supernatural power and dissolved the painting, putting a wisp of his primordial spirit inside. Perhaps the Pavilion Master Han would suspect that even if his main body died, a strand of his primordial spirit would also dissipate. Under normal circumstances, that's true, but the divine ability I use will allow that wisp of my Nascent Soul to survive and slowly awaken. Once awakened, it will only last an hour.

"Thus, I only have an hour left." Wei Ming's voice wasn't loud, so it could clearly be heard. His tone was filled with unwillingness, as though he didn't want to die just like that. He sighed again and continued, "The person who killed me was none other than the supreme ruler of the Wuji Sect — — the Ancestor Wuji …"

When those words came out, it was as if a bolt from the blue had exploded in Han Yan's mind.

Han Yan truly could not believe that the Ancestor Wuji would do such a thing. After entering the Wuji Sect, although he had never seen the Ancestor Wuji, he had heard many rumors regarding the Ancestor. How could a super powerhouse who had a high possibility of breaking through the space insight realm be able to kill Spirit Transformation Disciple?

Han Yan did not completely believe Wei Ming's words, nor did he have much suspicion. He faintly felt that this matter might be true. Thinking about that, Han Yan did not waste any words, and immediately asked: Why did Ancestor Wuji want to kill you, and why did he kill you? Why is it that only you are killed by so many people in the sect? " He asked three questions in a row, each of which was the key.

"Good question." Wei Ming clenched his fists tightly and gnashed his teeth, "Ancestor Wuji killed me because he wanted to cultivate to an extremely high realm and could live as long as heaven and earth. "Although there are many cultivators in the sect, most of them are able to comprehend Dao-hearts that are extremely ordinary. What I've learned is the Dao of Death."

"The path of killing is hard to comprehend, and even harder to train in." Ancestor Wuji originally wanted me to sacrifice my dao heart to him. Pavilion Master Han should also understand that a dao heart is the source of a cultivator's life, so once I offer my dao heart, it would be no different from death. I never thought that Ancestor Wuji would actually despicably use a technique on me, and even secretly observe my every move, and even killed me when I was out on a mission, sealed my cultivation, and extracted my dao heart. "

Hearing this, Han Yan's heart skipped a beat. The Everlasting School was a big sect, how could they do such a thing? If all of this was true, then what was the difference between him and a Devil Dao cultivator? Han Yan sucked in a breath of cold air and asked, "What does he want your dao heart for? Does he want to fuse it?

Wei Ming nodded his head and said: "That's right, it is indeed for fusion. There were tens of thousands of great Daos that followed the same path. In order to achieve a higher achievement, one had to either cultivate their comprehension of the Dao to an extremely high level, or swallow the heart of others and obtain their own comprehensions. It was extremely difficult for the former to cultivate. Once he succeeded, his future would be limitless. Although the latter cultivates very quickly, her Dao-heart is a mix of many different things, and some of the mysteries of the world are not comprehended on her own. Even if she were to cultivate to an extremely high level, she would still find it hard to possess even more powerful divine abilities. "

Han Yan's eyes flashed, and said: "Are you sure it's Ancestor Wuji?"1

Without even thinking about it, Wei Ming said with certainty: "Of course it's the Ancestor Wuji. Pavilion Master Han, I need to ask you a few questions, but you have to answer truthfully. If I'm not wrong, his next target should be you. " He paused for a moment, then asked with a deep tone: "Is Pavilion Master Han's cultivation tyrannical, and the sect has committed a grave mistake, and hasn't been punished either?"

The moment these words came out, Han Yan could not help but freeze for a moment, and after believing thirty percent of what Wei Ming had said just now, he nodded: "That's right."

Wei Ming laughed, shook his head and laughed bitterly: "That's right, that's right. Domineering. Killing. Devouring. Destroying. Ancestor Wuji has already swallowed three of these Dao-hearts. If you devour them again, Ancestor Wuji's Daos will become perfect. Once he completely comprehends all of these Dao-hearts, breaking through to the space insight will not be a difficult matter. "

"Back then, the same went for me when I entered the sect. Even if I committed a grave mistake, Xiao Yao Zi wouldn't say anything. Not only that, I've also been appointed the next Sect Leader, and have been given the opportunity to practice the four great supernatural powers. At that time, I felt a pair of hands secretly plotting, and only now do I understand that it was all part of Ancestor Wuji's scheme, that it was all done by him, and that he had hidden everyone in the dark. "

"What four great abilities? They are simply evil techniques that the Ancestor Wuji had researched in order to fuse with his dao heart. There might not be much difference between learning one or two of the four great abilities. Once he learned more than three of them, he would go crazy and wholeheartedly learn all four of them. Once the four sacred arts have been learned, there will be no way to determine the fate in the future. If Ancestor Wuji wants to kill you, he can appear by your side with just a thought.

In one breath, Wei Ming said so much. After he finished speaking, his body became transparent, as if he would disappear at any time. He gritted his teeth and continued, "Pavilion Master Han, I can only say this much. I hope that Fellow does not repeat the same mistakes. And … Ziwei is a good girl, if possible... "Help me take care of her …"

The voice was still replying in the air when a light flashed within the painting. The top of the mountain peak was devoid of people, and Wei Ming's figure could no longer be seen.

Han Yan sighed, his long sleeve brushed against the painting, and on top of the mountain, Zi Wei's appearance once again appeared.

The Xiao Hui stood by Han Yan's side in a daze. After a long while, he suddenly said: "Boss, what should we do now? We can't stay like this.

"Run?" Han Yan laughed bitterly, and said: "Ancestor Wuji's cultivation is sky-high, with our little strength, do you think you can escape from his hands?"

The Xiao Hui scratched its head anxiously and said: "Then what do we do? We can't just wait for death!"

Han Yan remained silent for a while, before analyzing: "Wei Ming's words, should be true for the most part. If Ancestor Wuji truly wants to kill us, not only can we not run away, we will also stay behind. We can't let him suspect that we already know of his plot. Just focus on your training! "I will wait for the right time to leave."

The Xiao Hui had no idea what to do, and said: "What do we do now, do we still need to practice the four great abilities?"

The corner of Han Yan's mouth curled into an imperceptible smile, and he slowly said: "Of course we must cultivate. Even if these four great abilities can monitor others, don't forget, if we change it a little when we cultivate, it would be difficult for Ancestor Wuji to control us."

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