Chapter 3 The Madman of the Ancients

Because the strange words made him remember the family history he memorized when he was a child. The ancestor of the Nie family had a family tree that could be checked. He was a man named Nie Jingxiong a thousand years ago, and he was originally a disciple of the Feiyun School in Tianshui City. His teacher Feng Xiao and his ancestor Song Yifei were also the head of the Feiyun School in those years!

Nie Jingxiong left the Feiyun School for some reason and went to Fufeng Town to establish the Nie family, but he obviously respected his master and grandfather, because there is one of the Nie family rules. If the descendants and disciples of the Nie family meet the disciples of the Feiyun School, they must be respected!

As for Song Yifei, when he was a child, I heard from his father that he seemed to have gone through the disaster and become an immortal in the fairyland for a long time.

Not to mention Song Yifei, even Nie Jingxiong and Nie Xuan didn't know how to call it, and now the strange man in front of him actually called his ancestor's ancestor a little doll. How old should this strange man be?

Seeing Nie Xuan's appearance at this time, the strange man asked with great interest, "What's the matter? Have you ever heard of Song Yifei or Feiyun School?

Nie Xuan nodded slowly and said, "Song Yifei is the second generation of the Feiyun School and the ancestor of the Nie family!"

The strange man nodded with a "oh" and a lonely smile on his face. He said faintly, "That little doll has become the leader!" You don't have to be surprised. I should be in my ages 2,800 years old this year, and I should have survived the disaster as early as I was in my 300s, but I was trapped here for more than 2,000 years, and you are the only living person I have seen in the past two thousand years!"

Although Nie Xuan had experienced several excitements today, he was not as shocked at this time. He stepped back several steps before he barely stopped.

There is no time to practice!

Nie Xuan has often heard the elders in the family say this sentence since he was sensible. As long as he can achieve small things, his life expectancy will be much longer than that of ordinary people. The higher the cultivation, the longer the life expectancy. It is normal to live hundreds of years. But suddenly, a person appeared in front of him and told himself that he was almost 3,000 years old. This really made him unacceptable for a moment!

"Ha ha!" For Nie Xuan's reaction, the strange man was not strange at all, and he stopped talking, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. Obviously, he was recalling the past two thousand years.

After a long time, Nie Xuan finally came to his senses and thought of another question in his mind. If the other party can have a life expectancy of 3,000 years, isn't his cultivation extremely high? So who can trap him here and sleep for more than 2,000 years? Why don't you just kill him directly? And where is it here?

Although Nie Xuan wanted to know all the doubts in his heart, looking at the strange man's thoughtful face, he did not wake up the other party.

After a long time, the strange man suddenly let out an unclear laughter and suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, Nie Xuan found that the other party had been closed from just now, and now although he opened his eyes, he could also clearly see that there was no god in the other party's eyes. It is like a pool of stagnant water, calm and waveless.

He is clearly blind!

"Ha ha, Nie Xuan, I know you have a lot of problems now. Don't worry, I will tell you the answer one by one, but before I say it, tell me what happened to you! I'll talk about it when you're done."

Nie Xuan couldn't help wondering why this nearly 3,000-year-old weirdo was so interested in his own affairs?

"Well, senior, I really didn't happen to anything!"

The weirdo suddenly stared and said, "Nonsense! Although I'm blind, it doesn't mean that I can't see anything. Just say it if you say it, hurry up!"

Obviously, the weirdo's temper is moody and unpredictable.

In the face of the other party's repeated questions, Nie Xuan, who originally didn't want to say it, also had the impulse to spit it out quickly, so after hesitating for a while, when he was about to open his mouth, the strange man suddenly rolled his eyes again and said, "Don't you want to say it? Well, I'll tell you my name first, which is counted as an exchange. How about it!"

"Uh, okay!" Although he agreed verbally, Nie Xuan didn't think so. It was meaningless for nearly 3,000 years old to tell himself his name!

"My name is Huang Shuo!"

"What!" Hearing this name, Nie Xuan couldn't stand any longer. He sat on the ground and said with his tongues, "Evil, Evil Emperor Shuo?"

Huang Shuo laughed loudly, and his face was full of glory. Obviously, after more than 2,000 years, there was still someone who could know his name, which aroused a heroic atmosphere in his heart.

"Yes, the evil emperor is me!"

The evil emperor, who has been imprisoned for more than 2,000 years, can see the domineering spirit at this time!

The evil emperor Huang Shuo can be said to be a well-known legend in the cultivation world of the whole Tianqiong mainland. There are too many stories about him. He has a strange personality, moody, and acts as well as good as evil. He goes his own way! If you don't like him, take people's lives. There are almost no people who can survive. It is precisely because of this that whether it is a decent cultivator or an evil cultivator, the number of enemies he has been immeable!

However, his cultivation is absolutely the first person in the Tianqiong Continent, so no one can help him. It also made him the target of public criticism. One of his most famous major events was to deal with Huang Shuo. The cultivators of good and evil actually eliminated the opposition. For the first time in history, they formed an alliance and sent a total of 123 masters of cultivation to surround him.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and the world changed color. The final result was that the one hundred and twenty-three masters did not return a lifetime, and when he was enting the body, Huang Shuo's body was not found!

However, although there was no body of Huang Shuo, Huang Shuo disappeared since then and never appeared on the Tianqiong mainland. Therefore, everyone speculated that although Huang Shuo killed 123 masters, he must have been seriously injured and on the verge of death, in order to keep his reputation. And the body, so he hid himself and finally died quietly in a place unknown!

Since then, for hundreds of years or even longer, there are still many people looking around for the whereabouts of Huang Shuo. Among them, there are not only the disciples of the master killed by him, but also the unrelated cultivation of truth. Although their purpose is to revenge and to eliminate the public enemy of the world of cultivation, In fact, everyone knows that what they want to find is Huang Shuo's ultra-high cultivation skill!

In those years, Huang Shuo's cultivation was exclusive to the world, and he was really invincible all over the sky. Such a powerful figure, his practiced skills naturally had a strong attraction to the practitioners. Unfortunately, even so far, no one has been able to find the whereabouts of Huang Shuo.

These stories that have been spread for thousands of years flashed in Nie Xuan's mind one by one. He didn't expect that he would be lucky to meet the legend of 3,000 years ago today - the evil emperor!