Fantasy: Me! Start To Create Tianji Pavilion!

Chapter 20 A word to break the falsehood! who are you? [Seeking collection! Seeking recommendation! 】

At this moment, a light blue light curtain was floating quietly in front of Su Yu.

【Name: Chen Beixuan/Xie Sheng. 】

[Strength: the peak of the five house realm (explode with full force, comparable to the fairyland)][Factories: None. 】

[Cultivation Technique: Nine Nether Nirvana Sutra (Remnant), Shura Sacred Code. 】

[Supernatural powers: Realm, Evil Saint Realm, addiction, Taixu Qingyan steps, breaking delusion and evil eyes, Tongbei fist…][Lingbao: Tumo Futian Sword (Holy Grade), Blue Nightmare Sword (Medium Grade)…][Current status: peak status. 】

[80,000 years ago, the evil saint was besieged by thirteen Sages in the Valley of the End, and the Battle of the End broke out, and finally died together with the thirteen Sages. 】

[The evil saint reincarnated into the abandoned son of the Chen family, but because the Nirvana Sutra of the Nine Nethers was mutilated, the soul could not be perfectly integrated with the body of its host, so he was eager to refine the candle dragon spirit fruit in order to achieve the strength of the Ascension body and completely integrate the soul. 】

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After reading Chen Beixuan’s introduction, Su Yu was stunned.

It turns out that reincarnation and rebirth are really not just made up in novels.

If he didn’t have a secret system, would this guy be the protagonist of this world?

Su Yu picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and looked at Chen Beixuan again.

Being stared at by Su Yu’s gaze, Chen Beixuan only felt cold all over, the feeling that everything was seen through, it was really uncomfortable.

But somehow he had also set foot on the summit of cultivation, and soon stabilized his mind, restrained his thoughts, and said indifferently:

“What is the cabinet owner talking about? I don’t understand, I’m just a little Rogue Cultivators.”

Seeing that Chen Beixuan still had a hard-mouthed expression on a dead duck, Su Yu shook his head and chuckled.

“Bei Xuan fellow daoist don’t need to be nervous, I have no intentions.”

“Since it has been said before that the person who wins the chance of the Candle Dragon Tomb can get the chance of the heaven once, then he will not break his promise.”

“After all, my Tianji Pavilion is the most important word for credibility!”

“Tell me, what opportunity does Beixuan fellow daoist want?”

Hearing this, Chen Beixuan had no expression on his face and refused without hesitation:

“Thank you, Pavilion Master, but I am not interested in the Fate of Heaven. I’m still in a hurry to say goodbye.”

After that, Chen Beixuan was about to turn around and leave.

Looking at Chen Beixuan’s back, Su Yu gently rubbed his fingers on the rim of the cup, watched the steaming tea in the cup, and spoke lightly:

“Are you really not interested? Even if it’s…it’s about the Nirvana Sutra?”

Click!

As soon as Su Yu’s voice fell, Chen Beixuan’s footsteps stopped abruptly, and suddenly turned around with a hideous expression.

Hearing the news of Jiuyou Nirvana Sutra from Su Yu’s mouth was even more shocking than directly confessing his evil saint identity.

It’s just that the vitality in his body is locked by Su Yu, and he can’t leak a single bit.

However, from the blue veins on his forehead and the blood-red eyes, the waves in his heart can still be seen.

The Nine Nether Nirvana Sutra was the fuse of the final battle 80,000 years ago.

No one, because this is an emperor scripture!

The true emperor scripture!

And the emperor scripture is precious, so there is no need to say more.

In the entire Xianfan Continent, there are only five great emperors, and only five emperors can be passed down.

If he hadn’t been besieged by thirteen great sages in the Valley of the End, maybe he would have become the sixth great emperor now!

But since the final battle, the secret of the emperor scripture should be known to him alone!

Why can the pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion utter the Nirvana Sutra in a single word?

“who are you?”

Chen Beixuan’s face was solemn, and his fists clenched.

“I, I’m just the pavilion owner of the Tianji Pavilion.”

Su Yu stretched out his hand and waved, a chair appeared out of thin air, signaling Chen Beixuan to sit down.

“Bei Xuan fellow daoist don’t worry, Tianji Pavilion is just a place to do business, don’t talk about other things.”

Chen Beixuan stared at Su Yu and found that the other party was indeed not malicious, and his hideous expression gradually relaxed.

After sitting down, Chen Beixuan still stared at Su Yu unblinkingly.

“Pavilion Master Su, how did you know the Nirvana Sutra of the Nine Nethers?”

Chen Beixuan asked in a deep voice.

Now that the other party has figured it out, there is no need for him to continue to pretend.

“Because, this is Tianji Pavilion!”

Su Yu smiled gently.

However, Chen Beixuan could feel the arrogance hidden under that face.

Tianji Pavilion?

The secret is really measurable?

In the era at his peak, even the emperor did not dare to make false claims about the secrets of heaven.

“Then Pavilion Master Su said earlier that he wanted to give the fate of heaven, what does it mean?”

Chen Beixuan took a deep breath and asked anxiously.

“Your Nirvana Sutra is incomplete, right?” Su Yu put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his eyes to Chen Beixuan, and asked straightforwardly.

Hearing this, Chen Beixuan’s eyes contracted involuntarily, and his heartbeat stopped for a while.

The master of the Tianji Pavilion can really calculate the secret!

This matter, even the thirteen saints who besieged him did not know.

He could be sure that before meeting Su Yu, he was the only one in the whole world who knew it.

When his thoughts reached this point, Chen Beixuan’s breathing suddenly became hurried.

If the owner of the Tianji Pavilion can really calculate the secret…

“Pavilion Master Su, do you know, where is the lower part of the Nirvana Sutra of the Nine Nethers?”

Chen Beixuan asked eagerly.

“Naturally know!” Su Yu nodded.

With a bang, Chen Beixuan stood up, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

If he can obtain the complete Nine Nether Nirvana Sutra, in this lifetime, he will surely be able to become the Great Emperor Realm!

However, before he could ask any questions, Su Yu’s indifferent voice sounded again.

“But why should I tell you?”

At the gaze of Shang Su Yu, the flame of hope rising in Chen Beixuan’s heart was instantly extinguished.

Not to mention that the Nirvana Sutra of the Nine Nethers is the emperor sutra. If you want to find out your whereabouts, it will cost millions or even tens of millions.

Besides, Chen Beixuan is not close to him and does not spend any secret points. Why should he tell him?

“The Destiny of Heaven’s Chance that Pavilion Master Su mentioned earlier…”

Chen Beixuan was unwilling to ask.

He actually is not raised to threaten Su Yu, gaining the whereabouts of the Nine Nether Nirvana Sutra.

But as soon as this idea appeared, it was directly extinguished by him.

This peerless man in front of him is probably stronger than he was at his peak!

Facing Chen Beixuan’s questioning, Su Yu’s expression remained unchanged, and the wind said calmly:

“The Destiny of Heaven, I have already told you.”

Chen Beixuan was taken aback: “Did you tell me?”

Recalling the previous dialogue, Chen Beixuan had no impression at all.

“Fine, then I’ll say it again!” Seeing Chen Beixuan’s face stunned, Su Yu’s star-like dark eyes stared at him, slowly speaking:

“who are you?”

“Is it Chen Beixuan, the abandoned son of the Chen family?”

“Or… Evil Saint Chen Beixuan?”

It’s this question again. What does this have to do with the destiny of heaven? What does it have to do with the Nirvana Sutra?

Chen Beixuan frowned.

Of course, just as he was thinking, Su Yu’s voice suddenly exploded in his mind like Hong Zhong.

The next moment, the divine light in Chen Beixuan’s eyes dissipated instantly and became extremely hollow, like a walking dead.

However, in his mind, the life of Chen Beixuan, the abandoned son of the Chen family, and the life of the evil saint Chen Beixuan, flashed like a revolving lantern.

Time seems to have passed for a moment, and it seems that countless thousands of years have passed.

At a certain moment, Chen Beixuan suddenly realized that the originally empty eyes gradually became sharp.

“I’m not Chen Beixuan, the abandoned son of the Chen family!”

“It’s not the evil saint Chen Beixuan!”

“I am who I am!”

“Thank you for the opportunity presented by Pavilion Master Su!”