My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

That's why he deduced it several times, but without exception, there was no result.

This is also true even if the power of the Haotian Mirror is utilized.

Whenever you get close to the result, you will encounter a fog, which confuses you and makes it impossible for you to see the truth.

This situation continued until today, when some subtle changes occurred, allowing him to barely lock onto Li Mingguang.

This is also the reason why he sent Hu Li to bring the other party here.

"Are you sure you have never looked for me?" Jiang Daoxuan's tone was calm, but there was a hidden majesty in it.

Naturally, he would not doubt the results of his own deduction.

Since the problem isn't with me, then it must be with the other person.

Li Mingguang was a little confused for a moment, his heart beat faster, and cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

He tried his best to suppress his nervousness, his mind racing, desperately searching for an answer: "I certainly didn't deliberately look for this senior, but why would he have such a misunderstanding?"

His thoughts were in a mess, but he quickly made a decision and told the truth.

"Senior, I really didn't look for you. Please forgive me if there is any misunderstanding."

He spoke cautiously and chose his words carefully, fearing that he would anger the powerful man in front of him.

"However, I came here this time to look for a senior named 'Wuming'."

"May I ask if the 'search' you mentioned is related to this?"

When Jiang Daoxuan heard the word "nameless", a strange look flashed in his eyes.

The calm face froze slightly, as if time had stopped at that moment.

At this moment, Li Mingguang took out a scroll from his arms, gently unfolded it, and a portrait appeared.

In the portrait, the man in gray robe wears a sword at his waist, his temples are slightly gray, his face is resolute, and his expression is aloof.

Jiang Daoxuan's gaze fell on the scroll, and his pupils contracted slightly.

That face was very familiar to him - it was exactly the appearance of his fifth life in his dream!

"How is it possible..." Jiang Daoxuan murmured in a low voice, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of surprise.

Once upon a time, he thought it was just an illusory dream.

Those five reincarnations are just distant memories, long since buried by time.

However, the person in the portrait before him was exactly the same as his fifth reincarnation in the Huangliang dream, as if tearing the dream apart and bringing it into reality.

What was even more coincidental was that this person had the same name as his fifth life, called 'Wuming'.

"Could it be that... everything I experienced was actually true?"

Jiang Daoxuan stood there, his heart was in turmoil, but there was no sign of emotion on his face.

This made Li Mingguang feel very uneasy and full of doubts.

Why could a portrait shock the other party so much?

After a moment of silence.

Jiang Daoxuan finally collected his thoughts and regained his composure.

"Senior?" Li Mingguang tested cautiously, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Jiang Daoxuan's deep gaze refocused on Li Mingguang, and he said in a low voice, "Where did you get this portrait? And do you know who 'Wuming' is?"

Li Mingguang quickly replied, "This portrait was given to me by my ancestor. He arranged for me to come to the Eastern Region to find this 'nameless' senior."

"As for who Wuming is, I don't know either. The ancestor didn't say much."

There was a hint of caution in his voice. Under Jiang Daoxuan's powerful aura, he didn't dare to offend in the slightest.

Jiang Daoxuan frowned slightly and fell into a brief silence.

As his thoughts surged, he felt a faint fluctuation of fate in his heart, as if some clues hidden deep in time and space were slowly emerging.

Just as Jiang Daoxuan was lost in thought, Li Mingguang seemed to recall something and suddenly said, "However, I heard from our ancestors that the search for this 'Nameless' was commissioned by a senior named Ye."

"Senior Ye?" Jiang Daoxuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes became deep and complicated.

This name was like a thunderclap, pulling him back to distant memories.

The past events with his disciple Ye Luochen came to mind.

..........

At that time, Ye Luochen was just a lonely and wandering boy. His parents died early and his life was miserable.

He was only eight or nine years old, skinny and dirty, struggling to survive on the streets, being shunned, pushed and treated coldly by others.

The weather was not good that day. The sky was filled with haze and the streets were deserted.

Ye Luochen hid in the corner, curled up into a ball with his thin body, trying to resist the cold wind.

He didn't dare to get close to the crowd because several times when he approached the stalls of rich people, he was shoved and even splashed with dirty water.

He could only watch the passers-by quietly, his eyes filled with stubbornness and silent loneliness.

Suddenly, a traveling merchant hurried by and accidentally bumped into Ye Luochen.

His thin body was knocked to the ground in an instant. He fell hard, his knee was broken and blood was oozing out.

However, Ye Luochen clenched his teeth and did not cry out in pain. Even though his eyes were slightly red, he still pursed his lips tightly.

He got up, shook off his muddy clothes, and stood up stubbornly, as if he didn't want to show his vulnerability in front of anyone.

At this moment, Jiang Daoxuan, who called himself "Wuming" in the fifth life, passed by and saw this scene.

He was just passing by, but he stopped involuntarily.

Because the indomitable spirit and stubbornness in the child's eyes evoked some long-standing emotions in his heart.

He also had that kind of lonely stubbornness when his parents died and he wandered the streets.

Because of this, he was deeply moved.

Jiang Daoxuan walked forward, leaned over, and asked in a gentle voice, "What's your name?"

Ye Luochen raised his head and looked at the tall and unfamiliar man in front of him with vigilance.

His voice was hoarse and trembling, but his eyes were firm: "I... don't have a name, but the place where I was born is called Yejia Village. I heard from others that everyone there has the surname Ye..."

Jiang Daoxuan was slightly startled, a trace of pity welled up in his heart, and he said gently: "Since you don't have a name, then I will give you one."

"From now on, you will be called 'Ye Luochen'."

"Falling into dust silently, returning to the heaven and earth, the sky is high and the earth is far, free and unfettered, is that good?"

Ye Luochen was stunned, his eyes showing disbelief and confusion.

For a child wandering the streets, this seemed like an incredible dream.

Someone was willing to give him a name, which was like a ray of light in his lonely life, illuminating his extremely dark world.

However, the vigilant habit he developed from wandering the streets for a long time still made Ye Luochen instinctively hesitate and struggle.

The gentle and unfamiliar man in front of him made him unsure whether he should trust him or not.

But the other person's aura carried a sense of security that made him want to get closer.

He pursed his lips tightly, remained silent for a while, and finally nodded, whispering, "Okay... Then I'll be called Ye Luochen from now on."

Seeing that he agreed, Jiang Daoxuan smiled slightly and said softly, "Then, Ye Luochen, are you willing to come with me?"

"Are you going to... adopt me?" Ye Luochen asked softly, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his voice.

Jiang Daoxuan was slightly startled, then smiled and said softly: "From now on, just call me 'Master'."

Ye Luochen was stunned, obviously not expecting the other party to say that.

He looked up at Jiang Daoxuan with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

In his mind, only those big men who adopted sons would give their children names, but Jiang Daoxuan asked him to call him "Master".

Jiang Daoxuan looked at Ye Luochen's expression and explained with a smile: "I am a cultivator. It is more meaningful to accept a disciple than an adopted son."

"Would you like to learn from me?"

Ye Luochen lowered his head and thought for a while.

Finally, he nodded slightly.