The wide and bright conference hall fell into silence, and the needles could be heard.

Not only the ten generals and a dozen guards were stunned, even Ji Tianxing was also a little stunned.

He frowned and looked at Xie Wusheng who was five steps away in front of him, his eyes fixed on his face, and he looked attentively.

It was a slightly old but not dry face.

Perhaps it was due to self-cultivation, or Wu Sheng's realm of strength, which made that face still ruddy and complex.

On the slightly thin face, there are a pair of narrow but deep eyes, which contain vicissitudes of experience and extraordinary wisdom.

Under the tall bridge of the nose, there is a flat thin lips with a white beard on the lower jaw, which hangs straight to the chest.

When Ji Tianxing saw this old face, he felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When he looked at it two more times, a similar face immediately appeared in his mind.

Of course, that face in his twenties is what Xie Wusheng looked like when he was young.

What followed was a memory of a thousand years ago that came out of Ji Tianxing's mind.

At that time, Ji Tianxing sat in Tianzhu Mountain and challenged the martial sages of all races in the world.

He was victorious in all battles, and then became famous all over the world. He provoked countless aspiring young people and rushed to Tianzhu Mountain to apprenticeship.

The disciples under Tianzhu Mountain are all talented young people who are diligent in learning and advancing, with lofty aspirations.

Only a scrawny, dark-skinned kid is an outlier among the disciples.

This person looks like a thin monkey with unusually bright eyes.

He always looks sloppy, unsharp, and often holding a jade chess set against his head and looking for his brothers to play chess.

However, his chess skills are so exquisite that none of the Tianzhushan disciples is his opponent.

He didn't concentrate on martial arts training, but he didn't do his job properly all day. Naturally, he was unhappy with the sword god, so Huanglong Taoist reminded and taught many times.

It is a pity that he is still obsessed with understanding, and finally angered the Taoist Huanglong and wanted to drive him out of the door wall.

It was a pouring rain late at night, and he knelt outside the Sword God's study all night.

In the end, the Sword God was moved with compassion for his obsession, called him to see him, and listened to him to understand the hidden feelings.

It turned out that he was obsessed with chess all day long, and it was related to his murder of the door.

With a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, he came to Tianzhu Mountain to learn art, just to become a strong man and avenge his parents and family.

Therefore, the Sword God studied his ancient chess classics and personally enlightened him.

Since then, he has taken the right path, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Three hundred years later, he successfully broke through the martial sage realm and became a famous chess sage...

There is no doubt that he is the disciple of Tianzhu Mountain back then, and today's chess sage-Xie Wudao!

The picture of memory gradually dissipated, and the young face in Ji Tianxing's mind gradually overlapped with Xie Wusheng in front of him.

He finally understood everything.

"Unexpectedly, Xie Wudao actually appeared here!

Back then, this kid was black and thin as a monkey, and he was the ugliest of the brothers.

Thousands of years later, he has become so benevolent and kind. "

Ji Tianxing murmured in his heart, and opened his mouth to shout: "Xie Wu..."

However, as soon as the words were spoken, they stopped abruptly.

Ji Tianxing glanced at the generals and guards around him, quickly changed his words, and said coldly, "Xie Wusheng, you have admitted the wrong person!"

Xie Wusheng stared at him scorchingly, still immersed in excitement and joy, and did not react.

"No! Master, even if the disciple hasn't seen your true face for thousands of years, he will always keep it in his heart, imprinted in his soul, and never dare to forget it!

Even after thousands of years of wind and rain, your appearance and eyes, figure and breath have not changed!

Master is here, the disciple Xie Wudao bows down! "

Xie Wudao said in a sincere tone, and immediately bowed down to the disciple salute.

He was absolutely sure that the young man in white robe in front of him was his master sword god.

There is no difference in appearance, eyes or soul breath!

However, Ji Tianxing stretched out his hands and held his arms like iron hoops to prevent him from kneeling and saluting.

"Xie Wusheng, please calm down!

This seat is Ji Tianxing, come here by the order of the gods, and discuss important matters with you! "

Ji Tianxing looked at him indifferently, with a serious tone, as if he had never known him.

Xie Wudao gave him a surprised look, then slowly straightened up, suppressing the excitement.

After ten breaths, Xie Wudao's mood calmed down and returned to his calm and indifferent posture.

He glanced at the generals and guards around him, and said in a majestic tone: "You should withdraw first, this commander has important matters to discuss with Young Master Ji, no one can disturb."

Ten generals and many guards have come back to their senses.

Everyone looked at Ji Tianxing and Xie Wudao with weird expressions, and quickly saluted and left.

However, everyone witnessed the situation with their own eyes, and after leaving the conference hall, they all started to talk in secret.

"Gosh! What happened to Xie Shuai just now? How could he suddenly lose his temper?"

"Xie Shuai has always been calm and wise, how could he react so intensely?"

"Have you heard? Just now Xie Shuai called that person to be the master, and he still has to give him a discipleship!"

"Master Xie Shuai? I heard that Xie Shuai came from Tianzhu Mountain and is a direct disciple of Lord Sword God!"

"Doesn't that mean... the young man named Ji just now is the legendary sword god?"

"This is ridiculous! The Sword God fell a thousand years ago, how could it be possible to reappear?"

"But... what a wise man Xie Shuai is, how could he mistake his master?

And Xie Shuai also said that there is nothing wrong with the appearance, eyes, and soul of the young man Ji! "

"It's incredible! Is there really a reincarnated person in this world? That Young Master Ji is really the reincarnated sword god?"

"It's also possible that the sword **** didn't fall at all, after all, no one saw him die with his own eyes, just hearsay..."

"If it is the return of the Sword God, it would be an anecdote that shocked the world!"

"It's no wonder that Young Master Ji is as powerful as a god, killing more than 300,000 demons by one person, and he is supernatural.

In addition to the gods like the sword god, who can have such a grace? "

Ten generals and a dozen guards gathered in twos and threes to discuss this matter.

Everyone guessed that Ji Tianxing was the sword god, or the reincarnation of the sword god~lightnovelpub.net~ They were shocked and excited, and quickly returned to the barracks to tell others about it.

After all, this is an anecdote that has never existed in ancient or modern times!

...

In the discussion hall, only Ji Tianxing and Xie Wudao were left, and immediately fell into silence.

Xie Wudao calmed down and felt that things were weird, and his attitude towards Ji Tianxing was much calmer.

"Prince Ji, this handsome man was impolite just now, which made you laugh.

A long time ago, this handsome had heard of the fame and deeds of Young Master Ji. He was actually the number one disciple of the Kingdom of Luoshui and the number one wizard of the human race!

Also, a month ago, you helped the Tianshiguan pass and defeated the demons. This commander also heard about it..."

While talking, Xie Wudao led Ji Tianxing to sit down and began to discuss affairs.

(End of this chapter)