in the name of evil

Chapter 101
Xue Ya looked at Jiang Li expressionlessly.

Is there any difference between what you said and what you didn't say?It would be a pity not to go to Wudang to practice Tai Chi.

However, if it was just the tomb robbers who stole the relics, then it really had nothing to do with Mount Emei, even if practitioners were involved, but the world of cultivating immortals is so big, it is normal that there are many casual cultivators who have not joined the alliance.

So Xue Ya just nodded indifferently, and didn't say anything more.

Hongye was really concerned about what happened next, and kept pestering Jiang Li with questions.

Yin Chengying had a cold temper, but he was obviously curious. Although he didn't speak, he had been listening carefully to Jiang Li's specific description.

According to Jiang Li, both he and Tan Chufeng Lingle performed very well, not afraid of violence, and fully demonstrated the backbone and demeanor of their respective sects.

Tan Chufeng and Lingle only felt ashamed when they heard it, but Jiang Li didn't care at all and kept talking.

Not to mention Qiu Chuyun, even the calm Kunai was smiling.

Only Zhang Xuanli looked at Jiang Li with strange eyes. Could it be that he has misunderstood Jiang Li all along, but he is not the kind of realistic and insidious person?
"Looking at the appearance of Chu Feng and Ling Le, what Jiang Li said should be true."

Zhang Xuanli muttered to himself.

"By the way, how did you learn to transmit sound?" Qiu Chuyun asked suddenly.

Hearing this, Jiang Li touched his head in confusion: "Is this... learned?"

Ah, the four juniors present seemed a little embarrassed. It was like the teacher asked Xueba, how did you solve this problem, and Xueba asked back, isn't this obvious?
How does this embarrass the scumbags?
Zhang Xuanli stroked his beard quite proudly: "He has such achievements in talisman, and his ability to control spiritual power has reached the earth level is considered reasonable. Even if the mental strength of a person who specializes in spiritual power is not strong enough, the skills he has mastered It is also enough to make them fight a thousand catties, but there are relatively few monks who cultivate spiritual power in the world of immortality, so sound transmission is often regarded as a standard equipment above the prefecture level."

After listening to the explanation given by the head of the Tianshi Mansion, one of the three sects of talismans, these bigwigs who don't have a deep understanding of spiritual power can understand why Jiang Li can transmit sound.

In fact, it was only after Jiang Li sent the man's mind to the sea of ​​consciousness that he realized the skill of entrusting the information in the spiritual power, so as to achieve the purpose of sound transmission.

Just now while he was laughing, he was thinking about how to explain this question reasonably without revealing the man's cultivation. After all, being just a tomb robber would not arouse the suspicion of Head Zhao and Xue Ya, but if there is a prefecture-level Boss, the nature is different.

He secretly looked at Zhang Xuanli with grateful eyes, and he could only say that this wave is very cooperative.

A group of people returned to Chongyang Palace and left separately.

Everyone didn't mention the matter of the relics. This is a Buddhist family matter. They have no reason to intervene. Let Shaolin Temple handle it by itself.

Later, in the inner hall of the main hall of Chongyang Palace, Jiang Li, Tan Chufeng, Lingyue and their respective elders quietly gathered together.

"During the day, I sent a voice transmission to all seniors, telling you that there is still something inside this matter, and it's not that I deliberately concealed it.

The first reason is that I can’t explain clearly in a few words, and the second is that the matter is of great importance. After discussion among the three of us, we feel that we can only tell people who are trustworthy.

Our status in the alliance is still low, and we don't know what kind of impact this news will have if it spreads, so we need seniors with high morals to make decisions on our behalf. "

Zhang Xuanli, Qiu Chuyun and Kunwu nodded slightly, Jiang Li's compliment made them very happy.

Because Jiang Li’s words contained two pieces of information besides the matter itself. The first was that the three of them had high status and knowledge and could make decisions. The second was that they were all regarded as trustworthy elders, even if Jiang Li was outside Rubbing nuclear bombs, I will still respect them in private and remember their goodness.

This undoubtedly shortened the distance between them.

If Jiang Li had told the whole story in the cave, although they would not have any other emotions, they would not have such a small collective feeling.

In relation to this thing, there must be differences and comparisons. Why didn’t I tell Xueya and Head Zhao, but tell you in private, isn’t it to prove that you have a high status in my heart?
Being good to everyone is bad, central air-conditioning, but only being good to one person, that is a preference, a caring and warm man!
"There are no outsiders here, just tell me." Qiu Chuyun said with a faint smile.

Jiang Li, Tan Chufeng and Ling Le looked at each other, and Jiang Li told the story, and then they added the missing parts and described the whole thing in detail.

After listening to the stories of the three, Rao was a little surprised by the three giants of the alliance.

"A mysterious organization with the participation of prefecture-level powerhouses?"

Jiang Li nodded: "Yes, the three of us are not an enemy at all, but fortunately, it seems that the ceremony was interrupted by us, and he seemed to have suffered some backlash and collapsed by himself, otherwise the three of us would probably die there .”

"This is too messy." Zhang Xuanli sighed, and understood why the three of them were all bruised when they came out.

What they did was a gamble with their lives.

Ku Wu recited the Buddha's name, and seemed a little afraid that he almost lost his precious disciple.

"Amitabha, it's fine."

Qiu Chuyun looked at Tan Chufeng: "Is the magic weapon for storage still on you?"

Tan Chufeng answered 'yes', then took out a bronze wine bottle from the kit, and handed it to Qiu Chuyun.

Qiu Chuyun poured out all the items in it, and checked them one by one, hoping to know the identities of these people.

But after searching over and over for a long time, I didn't find anything special.

"Except for some elixir, it is just daily necessities. There is nothing special. The only strange thing is this copper coin."

Qiu Chuyun picked up a rough copper coin and looked at it carefully:
"The hole in the middle is round, not a four-cent coin with a square hole. In addition to the degree of wear and tear, I am afraid it is a Yuan coin from the Warring States period. There are also engraved seal characters on it, which seems to be unitary?"

Jiang Li blinked.

酉？
Isn't you a chicken?

I'm afraid this organization is not a serious organization.
"Do the three seniors have any guesses about the identities of these people?"

Jiang Li, who is always on the front line of anti-pornography, asked.

Qiu Chuyun shook his head, looked at Zhang Xuanli and Kun Wu, both of them also shook their heads.

"Let's do this first, the three of you don't disclose this matter, we have our own arrangements."

Jiang Li and the others naturally knew, so they saluted and left the inner hall.

After they left, Qiu Chuyun looked at the two of them.

"What do you think?"

Zhang Xuanli said with a sullen face: "Whether it is the bronze tree or the red aura, it is not a good omen. If I guess correctly, it is the pre-Qin relics that they strayed into.

The art of sealing souls has long been lost, and only exists in ancient books. It is the product of those pre-Qin Qi practitioners. Anyone who has anything to do with those guys is not a good thing. I think these people have a high probability of being related to Pre-Qin Qi practitioners. related. "

Kunai sighed: "A Qi trainer is the source of all Qi training systems. I think this is just the beginning. There are some mice in the dark, and they are starting to move."

Qiu Chuyun put down the copper coin, and suddenly said, "Do you still remember the first ghost riot 20 years ago?"

"I remember." Zhang Xuanli nodded: "At that time, I was not yet 30 years old, and I had just entered the human level refining, and I went to the place where the riot happened with my father. I remember it was Sanxingdui in Bashu."

"Wait a moment."

Qiu Chuyun got up and left the inner hall, after a while, he returned here with a small box in his arms.

Facing the suspicious eyes of the two, Qiu Chuyun took out a copper coin from the box and put it in front of the two.

"At the beginning, my teacher was invited to go to Bashu to eliminate demons, and met a practitioner who was affected by ghosts and went berserk. In order to protect himself, the teacher had no choice but to kill him. This is what he found.

Because the teacher always thought that he had killed an innocent person, and later he was haunted by demons, and his cultivation stopped, so he retreated all year round. He has not stepped out of the back mountain of Chongyang Palace for more than ten years, and the relics of that person have been preserved to this day.

But now it seems that it is not so simple. "

Zhang Xuanli and Kun Wu poked their heads and found that this copper coin was exactly the same as the won coin engraved with the word '尤', the difference was that the word 'Hai' was left on this copper coin.

"There is a connection between them?"

Zhang Xuanli and Kun Wujing were uncertain.

A bold guess appeared in the hearts of the three of them.

Could it be that the riot and revival of the ghosts was deliberately caused by someone?

Jiang Li came out of the main hall, ready to go back to take a shower and have a good sleep. After being tired all day and experiencing life and death, Jiang Li was already physically and mentally exhausted.

"By the way, Master said that we are leaving tomorrow. We were supposed to have dinner together tonight, but this happened. Let's have breakfast together tomorrow morning as farewell."

Lingle said suddenly.

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows: "In such a hurry?"

Ling Le nodded helplessly: "There is no way, Master knows that I have fused Master Xuanzang's relic, and is planning to leave Chongyang Palace early. Make a plan."

"Okay." Tan Chufeng patted Lingle's shoulder: "Remember our agreement."

Lingle looked at Tan Chufeng seriously: "I won't forget it! I won't spoil it when I go back!"

Jiang Li looked at the two affectionately and felt goosebumps all over the floor.

nice philosophical scene
After bidding farewell to the two, Jiang Li didn't go back to the room directly, because he suddenly received Xiaocao's consciousness just now, and seemed to have something to say to him.

There is a Zhang Yin in the room, not only an eyesore but also a hindrance.

So Jiang Li came to the place where the dream started——the magma hillside where he learned talismans for the first time.

Jiang Li sat on the familiar big rock, and then entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as he entered the sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Li felt something was wrong.

Song Xian, who used to greet her with ecstasy when she saw her, was now sitting obediently in a corner with her head bowed and circling.

Zuo Zihuan sat facing the wall in another corner, exuding a strong aura of decadence and world-weariness.

The oil painting was knocked upside down on the ground, I don't know what happened.

The black air disappeared without a trace at all, and the flower pots turned into altars seemed to be just ordinary flower pots.

"Hiss..." Jiang Li instinctively wanted to run away.

But who knew that a sullen voice reached Jiang Li's heart: "Who told you to let him in?!"

Of course Jiang Li knew what Xiaocao was referring to, and immediately said innocently:
"Because I can't handle it, but I think you can."

"What if I can't figure it out?"

Jiang Li thought for a while: "If you can't figure it out, I'll just die for you."

Xiaocao was silent.

Jiang Li coughed a few times in embarrassment: "What do you think, I am building a foundation, he is at the prefecture level, two realms behind, even if he is not allowed to come in, he will be crushed by someone with a higher level than me, and there is nothing I can do about it. "

After a long time, Xiaocao sighed: "You are still too weak."

Jiang Li shrugged, and said in a bad manner: "This kind of thing can't be forced."

Xiaocao seemed a little hesitant, but still asked, "Have you discovered anything?"

"Have."

Jiang Li nodded:
"You are the sacred tree that is worshiped by people and can give people red aura, right?"

Xiaocao drooped its leaves in a very humane way. Although it didn't want to know too much before Jiang Li grew up, Jiang Li still discovered some truths by himself.

Xiaocao didn't hide anything: "That's right, but it's not completely correct. The current me is not complete, and I still need a lot of strength to supplement."

"So can you tell me the truth now?"

Jiang Li looked directly at Xiaocao.

But Xiaocao didn't make a positive statement, just said: "Tell me your guess."

Jiang Li frowned, although he was not sure where Xiaocao's eyes were, he still looked at it stubbornly.

But in the end, Jiang Li was still defeated.

"The first ancestors were related to the Yellow Emperor and Emperor Yan. Until the Warring States period, you were a god-like existence in the hearts of those with supernatural powers. It can be said that you influenced the history of the entire mythological period.

The great enemy you mentioned that will appear in the future is the people of Qin Shihuang who erased you from history.

And that man should be the descendant of the person you once bestowed the red spiritual energy on, or your believer.

Although I don't know why you appear in my sea of ​​consciousness, my red aura comes from you, and your purpose is to restore the glory of the past through me, right? "

Jiang Li didn't consider whether some of the words were appropriate to say in front of Xiaocao, but directly said all the most reasonable guesses.

The longing for the truth made Jiang Li ignore the influence that Xiaocao could have on him.

After listening to Jiang Li's words, Xiaocao didn't answer whether Jiang Li's words were right or wrong, but said with a hint:
"Your judgment is influenced by history. You should not forget that history is written by the victors. If your speculation is based on history instead of what you saw with your own eyes, although the idea is correct, the conclusion you get is very difficult. It could be quite the opposite."

"That is to say, I guessed wrong?" Jiang Li was a little confused, this was already the most reasonable explanation he could think of.

"Although it's a pity, you should also be thankful. The less you know, the less likely you will be noticed by people outside the chessboard, and you will have enough time to grow."

Xiaocao comforts Jiang Li:

"Some things, if you know them before you have a strong enough mind, are likely to shake your understanding of the world and yourself.

You just need to know now that your life and death are tied to me, no matter what, I will not harm you.

There are many things you have to do in the future, and they are also very important, but for now, the only thing you have to do is to become stronger! "

"Have you reached the level of a celestial master?" Jiang Li asked in a daze.

"Tianshi?" Xiaocao sneered: "If you haven't reached immortality, you can't even talk about the beginning."

Ah, Jiang Li pursed his lips, feeling that his dignity had been seriously trampled on.

From Xiaocao's reaction, Jiang Li realized that he seemed to have asked a very ignorant question.

Can you get into Tsinghua University with a comprehensive one hundred and eight?
Hehe, what a fart you are taking the exam.
That's probably how it feels.

"How much time do I have?"

Xiaocao was silent for a while: "If you haven't met that person, there will be about ten years, and now...less than three years."

"Is that person an enemy?" Jiang Li's face was not very good-looking. It would take four years to graduate from university, and three years would be a problem for him to learn a beauty salon.

Xiaocao shook the blade: "That's right, if it wasn't for the incomplete aura in his body, all your hard work during this time would have been taken away by him!"

Hearing this, Jiang Li gasped.

"You know now what a stupid thing you did?"

Jiang Li shook his head: "I was surprised because you admitted that they were enemies, which means that they did not worship the descendants of your ancestors."

Xiaocao: "."

"Let's go, don't come in in a short time." Xiaocao seemed a little tired.

"The last question." Jiang Li seemed to have thought of something suddenly: "When Qiu Chuyun bestowed on me the resentment that day, were those words I said influenced by you?"

"No." Xiaocao answered firmly this time, without giving Jiang Li any ambiguous answer.

Jiang Li nodded and left the sea of ​​consciousness.

He didn't ask when the absorbed red aura and resentment would be fed back to him, because Xiaocao's purpose was to make himself stronger quickly, so needless to say about these things, Xiaocao would naturally feed back as soon as possible after he was ready.

Jiang Li opened his eyes, lit a cigarette, and looked sad.

"Why would a lazy dog ​​like me do this kind of thing?"

He lay down on the rock, staring at the full moon in a daze.

Is the celestial master just the beginning?
At night in Zhongnan Mountain, there was a cool breeze, and Jiang Li, who had been traveling all day, was thinking wildly and fell asleep unconsciously.

He didn't realize that in the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiaocao fused the refined red spiritual energy and resentment energy, and a black mist with red glow was born.

Xiaocao knew much more than Jiang Li, and at this moment her heart was full of gloom:

"I will pave the road for you bit by bit. As long as you can survive, you will be able to go farther.

Before, I only hoped that you could reach the same height as him, but now it seems that it is probably not enough.
He probably gave the guy an idea that something... was coming. "

With the sigh of Xiaocao, the mist melted into the flower pot under Xiaocao.

It seemed to be stimulated by something, and there was a strange smell in the flowerpot.

Xiaocao shook the leaves, very satisfied with the reaction of the flowerpot.

Knowing overseas, Jiang Li's body exuded bursts of black air, and the surrounding trees, flowers and plants that were not affected by the magma quickly decayed and withered the moment they came into contact with the black air.

The red blood streaked all over Jiang Li's fair skin, making Jiang Li's appearance quite strange.

Unknowingly, the psychic devouring evil technique automatically operated, and gradually, Jiang Li's whole body was dyed blood-colored, and the black air wrapped Jiang Li like a cocoon, as if it was gestating something.

Every breath Jiang Li took in his sleep made the cocoon glow red, expanding and contracting with the breathing rhythm.

Finally, at a certain moment, the black air seemed to reach a certain critical point, and it shattered with a bang, and the vast aura shot straight into the sky, like a dog eclipsing the moon, completely covering up the full moon emitting a cold white light in an instant.

The three people who were discussing matters in the inner hall of the Chongyang Palace suddenly felt a little uneasy in their hearts. They looked at each other, floated out, landed in the courtyard, and looked at the sky full of lifelessness.

"Is there something evil born?"

Qiu Chuyun's face was serious.

Golden light bloomed all over Kunai's body, and the boundless Buddha power restrained the erosion of the hearts and minds of the three by this dead energy.

"Amitabha, this evil is not trivial."

However, Zhang Xuanli, who had sparred with Jiang Li, felt a sense of familiarity from the black death.

He scratched his head in doubt, why does it feel so much like Sunflower's anger?
Even these three people were affected by this huge dead energy, not to mention those Quanzhen disciples who have not yet reached the prefectural level or the guests of the annual meeting who have not yet left.

Those who had fallen asleep suddenly woke up, and those who hadn't slept felt palpitations.

Tan Chufeng narrowed his eyes slightly looking at the black air outside the window.

Lingle opened her eyes from sitting in meditation.

The childhood sweethearts and green bamboos looked at each other and walked out of the house.

Wang Qiyou put down the Taoist scriptures in his hand, lifted the sword on the wall and went out the door.

Hongye looked suspiciously at Xueya standing in front of the window.

Yin Chengying, who was practicing expression management in front of the mirror, turned her head suddenly, confused.

Zhang Yin, who was about to draw a card, touched his head in doubt: "Forget it, I won't draw today, it doesn't feel right."

"What happened?"

Xue Ya appeared in front of Qiu Chuyun and the others out of nowhere, seeing that the three of them were together was a bit strange, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Head Zhao also came from a distance, looked at the black air in the sky, and remained silent.

Qiu Chuyun shook his head: "I don't know, with such a strong resentment, I am afraid that a ghost close to the earth level was born."

The rest of the guests had already left early in the day, only Shaolin Temple, Mount Emei and Mount Wudang hadn't had time to leave because of the day's affairs. At this time, there were only five prefectures on Mount Zhongnan.

"Go and have a look." Master Zhao had a sword on his back, and seemed extremely solemn about this matter.

As soon as the five of them arrived in front of the mountain gate, they saw that their proud disciples were all ready to fight.

Zhang Xuanli stood on tiptoe, wanting to see where Zhang Yin was, but was disappointed to find that he didn't come at all.

Wang Qiyou bowed to the five of them: "The juniors with lower cultivation levels have been seriously affected, and some of them are even temporarily unable to move. We feel something strange and come here to wait for instructions."

Qiu Chuyun nodded, satisfied with the performance of the Seven Quanzhen Masters, the first and second disciples who were not on the mountain all came.

"I'm afraid some prefecture-level ghosts will be born, but it's harmless. I'll wait here, and you don't need to take action. This is a good opportunity for you to watch the prefecture-level battles, and maybe you can learn something from it."

Qiu Chuyun said to Wang Qiyou and the others.

The Xueya people didn't talk too much, so they directly summoned a flying sword and said to Hongye: "Look hard, learn hard."

Ku Wu looked at Lingyue: "Amitabha, look at the difference between the Ten Thousand Buddhas' sect as your teacher and yours."

Master Zhao pulled out his Dao sword, and Yin Chengying said to the expressionless Yin Chengying: "Tai Chi swordsmanship does not seek rules and tricks, and you have been trapped in mind for a long time. This is just an opportunity."

Zhang Xuanli looked at his childhood sweetheart with embarrassment, wanting to cry but no tears.

Good guy, a golden light spell, a talisman, the only little bastard who learned thunder did not come at all, what should I say.
"Hmph, let's kill it as a teacher!"

Henry Zhang raised his chin, and his beard was automatic without wind.

A group of people came to the halfway up the mountain aggressively, only to see that the black air permeating the entire sky of Zhongnan Mountain was actually shrinking back.

"Not good, the general trend has come!"

The five of them looked serious and headed straight for the source of the black air.

The imaginable scene of the ghost roaring did not appear.

They only saw a man stretching on a big rock.

When Jiang Li heard the sound, he turned around sleepily, and just in time saw a group of people copying the guy coming towards him, and he was startled.

"Fuck, why don't you sleep at night, come to suppress the bandits?"

　The amount of information in this chapter is a bit large, and it took a long time to write, so I am a little late, sorry.
　　
　
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