Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

Chapter 118 Fu Zhe Inheritance
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I don't know if it's because of leaning over the wooden doll. Chu Yan always felt that his consciousness was a little chaotic in the past two days, and the thoughts in his mind were turning back and forth, but it was difficult to sort out the clues for a while.

Before participating in the Demon Rectification Conference this time, he had never thought about his sect, and there were so many secret things behind it.

Whether it's the actions of Elder Luo and Luo Yunqiang, senior brother Hongde's disregard for his safety, or the sect's persecution of Luxia Peak, the truth of Daoyuan Patriarch's fall is beyond his previous cognition .

In the past few decades, Ling Xiaozong in his eyes was the most just and innocent place in the world.

But looking at it now, the so-called No. [-] Righteous Way, the dark things behind it, is probably no less than the Demonic Way.The innocence in his eyes is just an illusion, not the sect's innocence, but his past...too ignorant.

Maybe it's what happened to Luxia Peak in recent days, or it could be Yu Xi's description during this time.

At some point, his firm trust in his master, his master, and his senior brothers began to waver.

It's just that he didn't want to open his mouth to talk about the right and wrong of the teacher and the teacher, and all his thoughts finally turned into a helpless sigh.

He asked Yu Xi, "Are you really going to go to Wuxianghai?"

Before Yu Xi answered, he continued to express his opinion, "Don't go."

"Why?" Yu Xi raised her eyebrows and asked back.

Yu Xi never concealed everything that happened in the past two days from Chu Yan.

Chu Yan used to be pure and kind, but not stupid. Not only did Yu Xi see that something was wrong, but he also noticed something strange.

"I think Wuxianghai...is a conspiracy against you."

Although Chu Yan still considered himself a disciple of Ling Xiaozong, it was undeniable that Yu Xi treated him very kindly during this time, and his life was also picked up by Yu Xi.

Even if he might have an opposing position in the future, he considers himself not a person who will repay kindness and revenge, so naturally he doesn't want to put Yu Xi in danger.

"Don't you think it's all too coincidental?"

Chu Yan carefully recalled all the things that started from the moment he escaped from the magic palace, "Perhaps it was an accident that Fuzhe's cave was touched by me, but after Changhui brought Changyi to Guijianling, everything seemed to be touched by me." Arranged by people, one link is closely linked to the other.”

The Fu Zhe technique, the cave of the Formless Sea, and the method of crossing the sea...

"Even if I hadn't been accidentally involved in Fuzhe's Cave Mansion, Chang Hui and Chang Yi would have come to Guijian Ridge. Chang Hui had the token of the Cave Mansion in his hand. The trajectory of everything will not change from what it is today. The purpose of the ring is to let you go to the Formless Sea."

Although he doesn't want to admit it, all this is obviously a conspiracy against Yu Xi.

And the person who set up this conspiracy is most likely his master, Patriarch Daoming.

Chu Yan persuaded: "Since you already know that there is a hidden danger in Wuxianghai's trip, then...don't go."

Yu Xi's fingers pinching the wooden doll slightly tightened, "If you don't go to Wuxianghai, maybe you will never find the solution to this wooden doll. Could it be that you want to stay in this body forever?"

Of course Chu Yan didn't want to.

He sighed softly, "Even if we had entanglements in the previous life, and now we are newborns, if we can't find the way to crack the wooden puppet, then it's my fate, I can't blame you, it shouldn't be your responsibility."

Chu Yan thinks that he already owes Yu Xi a lot of favors, and if Yu Xi really took risks for him and went to Wuxianghai, then the debt would be even greater.

In this life, what should he pay back?
Four eyes facing each other.

Yu Xi clearly saw the struggle and helplessness in Chu Yan's eyes, and felt a little more sad in her heart for no reason.

Her feelings for Chu Yan are complicated.

It's not about the fierce love between men and women that the guardians and those leaders and sect masters think, but a feeling similar to sympathy.

Ever since she came out of the forbidden area of ​​Lingzhou Mountain, Yu Xi always felt that she was walking a tightrope. If she took a wrong step, there would be an abyss below, which would smash her to pieces.

Although she is honored as the "Demon Venerable" now and is trusted by everyone in the Demonic Way, this sense of uneasiness from the bottom of her heart has never subsided.

Because of the secret in her heart, she always keeps a copy for everyone.

Except Chu Yan.

Chu Yan and her are like two lonely boats in the vast sea.

"I know what you mean." Yu Xi finally looked away, and said softly: "The trip to Wuxianghai cannot be rushed. The wooden doll can still maintain spiritual power for a period of time. I will continue to send people to search for the solution. If you can’t find it elsewhere, then consider going to the Phaseless Sea.”

...

While Yu Xi and Chu Yan were talking in the front hall, Chang Hui had already returned to the side hall where she and Chang Yi lived temporarily.

She was about to tell Chang Yi what she had discussed with Yu Xi, when she saw Chang Yi was covered in black mist, floating in mid-air.

Apparently, he has entered a state of concentration.

There seemed to be a vague aura in the room, Changhui thought it was Yu Xi's consciousness paying attention to it, but after thinking about it, it felt wrong.

She had felt the coercion of Yu Xi's spiritual consciousness in the front hall of the Demon Palace, which was completely different from this breath.

She immediately became vigilant, and swept towards the black mist enveloping Chang Yi with her spiritual consciousness, but was blocked by the mist.

Immediately afterwards, Chang Yi's voice sounded in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"Sister, I'm fine."

It was Chang Yi's voice.

There is a bit of joy in the gentle voice, and a bit of hesitation that is not easy to detect.

Chang Hui was slightly taken aback, and then heard Chang Yi's voice resounding in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Senior Sister, I have been recognized by Senior Fu Zhe. Senior, he is willing to pass on the mantle to me."

It would be a lie if I said I wasn't moved.

Now that Chang Yi is re-cultivating San Gong, what he is practicing is the method created by Fu Zhe. If he can get the mantle passed down by Fu Zhe, his practice will be smoother in the future. It is not impossible to practice to the height that Fu Zhe once reached.

But the problem is, he already has a teacher.

Although his previous cultivation has long since disappeared, Chang Yi will always remember that he is a disciple of Luxia Peak and a direct disciple of Master Daoyuan Patriarch.

The master brought him back to the sect, raised him up, and led him into practice.

He is not only a master, but also a benefactor and relative.

If there is no master's permission, how can he worship others as his teacher?
Chang Hui understood the entanglement in Chang Yi's heart, "Chang Yi, Master has fallen."

"I know." Chang Yi said: "Senior Fu Zhe still has a trace of consciousness in the jade slips, senior sister, before accepting the inheritance of Senior Fu Zhe, I need to report this matter to Master. Master Is your spirit card on your body?"

Chang Hui looked slightly startled, nodded for a moment and said, "Okay."

Xu Shi had already sensed that she left Luxia Peak this time, and she took a lot of things with her.

Among them is the tablet of Master Daoyuan Patriarch.

After a while, three pillars of fragrance were lit in front of the tablet.

Far away at the bottom of the Phaseless Sea, the embarrassed man trapped by chains seemed to feel something.

He raised his head in a trance, and in his empty eyes, there was a trace of expression again.

(End of this chapter)