He stared blankly at the crystal ball in his palm, his expression a little confused, "Her Royal Highness was once a spiritual cultivator, so she should be very clear that sword cultivators in spiritual cultivation can condense the sword's heart when their field is upgraded to a certain level, and with the sword

Only the heart is qualified to condense the Life Sword."

"We demons also have the term natal magic weapon, but I am a priest, and fighting is not my vocation. So when my field reached the point where I could refine the natal magic weapon, I did not choose a powerful holy object, but used it for

The [Nine Demons Against the Sky Pearl] that has been used for divination and has been with me for countless years has been refined into my destiny magic weapon."

"But as my cultivation level increases, the [Nine Demons Against Heaven Bead] can no longer provide me with enough help, so I usually do not sacrifice the [Nine Demons Against Heaven Bead] when I am in the priest's hall."

"So Wen Zhe didn't know that I had a natal magic weapon in my body, so when he sent me away, he naturally didn't think of digging out the [Nine Demons Against Heaven Pearl] from my body."

The old man showed a sad and bitter smile.

Neither humans nor demons can bear the pain of digging out one's natal magic weapon.

But the old man was clearly convinced that Wen Zhe, the disciple he had raised by himself, if he knew about the existence of the natal magic weapon, he would definitely push him into hell without hesitation and let him endure the heart-burning and bone-burning pain.

After all, he still doesn't know people well.

I never thought about guarding against this apprentice.

So in the end, his cultivation was abolished, his identity was robbed, and he lived a life of neither human nor ghost.

If he hadn't taken out the [Nine Demons Against the Heaven Pearl] and used it, so that Wen Zhe didn't know about the existence of the [Nine Demons Against the Heaven Pearl], he wouldn't have had even the last glimmer of hope.

However, as his body became weaker and weaker, the magic core was eaten away bit by bit, and the realm that had already reached the sixth level gradually deteriorated.

In the end, the natal magic weapon [Nine Demons Against Heaven Pearl] could no longer be taken back into the body and turned into an ordinary magic weapon.

And that's when he completely gave up hope of regaining his identity.

However, this glimmer of hope finally brought him hope, allowing him to divine the identity of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

It also allowed him to set foot in the Demon Imperial City again and meet the evil disciple who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors.

After listening to the old man's narration, Muyan couldn't come to her senses for a while.

I didn't expect such a thing to exist in the world.

One person can disguise himself as another person, but how can he pretend to be another person for a long time without being exposed?

Behavior, habits, strength...everywhere may reveal flaws.

The old man also said that when he was in the Demon Palace, he and Elder Minwei were good friends.

In this case, how could Elder Minwei not discover it after so many years?

Is there really anyone in the world who can pretend to be another person for a thousand years without revealing any flaws?

Suddenly, something flashed in Muyan's mind, and her expression became slightly solemn.

No, there is still something in the world that allows one person to perfectly impersonate another person.

Magnificent quicksand!

She remembered how Leng Qingwan pretended to be her.

Although there are many flaws, there is indeed no trace of disguise or magic to change the appearance on that face.

But he is really very similar to her.

Third Senior Brother once said that Fenghua Quicksand is a very special and strange medicine.
Chapter completed!