My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

Looking through the history books of China, whether official or unofficial, there has never been a record of the death of the owner of Shenxiao Tower and why Shenxiao Tower suddenly collapsed, without leaving even a trace of inheritance.

Therefore, some historians say that the Lord of Shenxiao Tower was ruthless and cruel, and that the battle of ten thousand armies was actually a collusion between him and the enemy, with the purpose of annihilating the six major sects and the Xiang royal family, and becoming the king alone.

Some historians also say that the owner of Shenxiao Tower also died in that battle of thousands of troops, and even died silently, so there was not even any trace left.

Ye Wanlan originally thought that the owner of Shenxiao Tower mobilized the power of heaven and earth, the five elements, and yin and yang to protect Shenzhou, and then died.

But I was shocked to hear that someone killed the Angel of Power Ouya with one sword, so the Lord of Shenxiao Tower must still be alive.

But since he is alive but does not show up, he must be restricted.

If he didn't want to be found, then she couldn't find him.

"I like this gift from Patriarch Si very much." Ye Wanlan slowly raised his head. "If you need any help in the future, I will definitely do my best."

"Miss Ye, you are so polite." Patriarch Si was a little flattered. "Xiao Shu wants to talk to Miss Ye. Is it convenient for Miss Ye?"

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Of course."

After several days of treatment, Si Yanshu's body has returned to normal.

After seeing Ye Wanlan, she knelt down without saying a word: "If Miss Ye hadn't saved me, I don't know how long I would have been tortured by that soul, and even my parents and brothers would have been deceived by her."

"Hurry up." Ye Wanlan helped her up, "Where else does your soul feel uncomfortable?"

“No.” Si Yanshu smiled and shook her head. “I was not trapped as long as Miss Ye, so that soul could not harm my soul.”

"That's good." Ye Wanlan paused and recounted the events of the Time Management Bureau. "You have to be careful. There may be other time punishers coming."

Si Yanshu was startled: "Thank you Miss Ye for reminding me, I will pay attention to it."

After leaving the Si family, Ye Wanlan immediately returned to Yunjing by helicopter.

"Saint." She found Yue Zheng and took out the silver box. "Have you ever seen this silver box?"

"This box..." Yue Zheng's eyes narrowed and she shook her head slowly, "I've never seen it before."

"It's the property of the owner of Shenxiao Tower." Ye Wanlan frowned, "I'll go ask my brothers."

Xie Linyuan, Huo Jingyu, Lin Fanyin and others are still living in the back mountain of the Rong family. Given their current condition, they want to help but are powerless.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised to see Ye Wanlan.

"Little junior sister!"

"Your Highness."

"Alan."

"Didn't you go to Atlantis? Why are you back?" Xiang Mingyu was surprised. "But has the issue of Atlantis been resolved?"

"Not yet, aunt." Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly and briefly recounted what had happened in the past few days.

"There are actually seven envoys in total." Hua Yingyue couldn't help but be surprised. She clenched her fists and said, "Damn it! If I were still here, I would never allow them to do what they want!"

Yan Shunhua gently placed her hand on her shoulder and chuckled, "I really want to see the elegance of the King of Qin again."

"I took back the things of the owner of Shenxiao Tower from the Si family." Ye Wanlan took out the silver box, "Do you know what's inside?"

All shook their heads.

Ye Wanlan sighed: "I can only try to open it."

As for the art of making mechanisms, she had not learned it systematically, but she remembered a few things when she watched Hejia making mechanisms.

This silver box is extremely exquisite, and the smaller the mechanism, the harder it is to break.

It took Ye Wanlan a full hour to finally open the palm-sized silver box.

"This..." Huo Jingyu was slightly stunned when he saw what was in the box.

There is grayish white powder inside.

It turned out to be ashes.

Xie Linyuan paused: "Could this be the ashes of his...relatives or friends?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he denied the possibility.

Three hundred years ago, the owner of Shenxiao Tower was a loner and cold-hearted. His parents were brutally murdered by enemies in the martial arts world when he was only three years old. So how could he have any relatives or friends?

Ye Wanlan looked at the box of ashes in silence.

After a few seconds, she bit her fingertips and dripped blood onto the silver box.

The blood instantly sank into the silver box, and a bright light appeared.

In a flash, the world before my eyes has changed into another world.

The sounds of wind, horse hooves, and swords intertwined together, whistling in Ye Wanlan's ears.

"Yan Wuhen, Su Hongxiu, stop running. There is a cliff ahead and no way out!" "Hand over the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra and I will spare your lives!"

"You two want to monopolize the Dragon Elephant Prajna Heart Sutra, you are too greedy, why don't you share it with us?"

Ye Wanlan looked up suddenly and saw two people running for their lives in front of him.

A man and a woman, both dressed in black.

In the man's arms, there was a boy about three years old.

The owner of Shenxiao Tower!

In an instant, Ye Wanlan had determined the identities of these three people and knew what had happened.

At that time, it was rumored that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Heart Method was the best among thousands of heart methods, and it could enable the practitioner's state of mind to reach the most perfect state, without any mental demons arising.

This has a huge appeal to people in the underworld.

If you can practice without distraction, your internal strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds.

In order to obtain the Dragon Elephant Prajna Heart Sutra, many people hunted down Yan Wuhen and Su Hongxiu.

Two fists are no match for four hands. The hunt lasted for three full years. Even though Yan Wuhen and Su Hongxiu were both highly skilled, they were ultimately unable to resist.

The couple was forced to the edge of a cliff, which was a bottomless cliff. Anyone who fell from here would die, and no matter how powerful their martial arts skills were, they could not escape.

The pursuers pressed on: "Hmph, let's see where you can escape to! Say it again, hand over the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra!"

Yan Wuhen put the boy in his arms on the ground, drew out his sword, and spoke word by word: "Madam, you go."

Su Hongxiu gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go together."

The boy grabbed Su Hongxiu's hand, his eyes fixed on the people who came to chase him, as if he wanted to remember all of them in his mind.

"Leave?" The leader sneered, "After chasing you for thousands of miles, you and your wife have already exhausted all your internal energy. No one can leave unless you hand over the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra!"

No matter how powerful Yan Wuhen is, he is no match for dozens of people.

Finally, his body fell in front of his wife.

"Run!" Su Hongxiu's seven orifices were bleeding, and her voice was trembling. "Run! Run!"

The boy still held her hand.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Su Hongxiu gritted her teeth, cut off her left hand, pushed him away, and faced the attack of the pursuer.

"mother--!"

With a heart-wrenching scream, the boy and the severed hand fell off the cliff.

He raised his head and saw countless cold blades piercing Su Hongxiu's body.

"Hey!"

The cold blade was drawn out, and Su Hongxiu fell down, together with Yan Wuhen, dying with her eyes open.

"It's impossible to survive after falling off this bottomless cliff." The leader said, "But this couple is really cunning. They would rather die than hand over the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. Humph, death is too good for them!"

All the pursuers left.

They didn't know that the boy did not die after falling into the bottomless cliff. He was very lucky to survive, but was seriously injured.

After being in a coma for seven days and seven nights, the boy finally woke up.

All that was left in his hand was Su Hongxiu's severed hand, covered in blood.

The boy stood up silently, made a fire, burned the severed hand to ashes, and smashed it into a silver box.

Ye Wanlan suddenly realized.

The ashes in the silver box turned out to be those of the Shenxiao Tower owner's mother.

He only had one severed hand and couldn't even collect his parents' bodies.

The ashes were always kept in a silver box and carried with him, as if his parents were still there.

After doing all this, the boy stood up, raised his head, and met Ye Wanlan's eyes.

Ye Wanlan's heart was shocked.

What kind of look is that?
Killing intent, hatred, violence, desolation...

It is hard to imagine a three-year-old child showing such emotions.

His beautiful phoenix eyes were deep red and bloodshot, but there was no sparkle at all.

His parents were killed by their enemies, but he didn't cry, he just felt hatred. (End of this chapter)