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Chapter 805 Seeking Justice (5.5k -in-)

It was early morning and the sky was already getting light.

Yu Chen attained enlightenment in the dilapidated temple. It seemed like it only took a moment, but in fact, an entire night had passed.

And when he truly realized his own "Tao", he woke up from that confused state.

At this moment, it was the old Taoist's turn to be confused.

He heard with his own ears that the young man in front of him kept saying that he wanted to help him.

But he didn't even know who he was, where he came from, or where he was going.

The old Taoist sighed, thinking it was just the young man's quick-witted and warm-hearted response.

He waved his hand and said, "Young man, you are already gifted for being able to break through the Heavenly Venerate realm at your age, but you can't interfere with the old man's affairs..."

After that, he was about to walk out.

"Old man, please wait a moment and follow me."

After Yu Chen finished speaking, he walked out on his own.

The old Taoist frowned and followed Yu Chen out in confusion.

On the way, they met hunters in the small town under the ruined temple.

The other party was carrying a bow and arrow and leading a hunting dog. He obviously recognized Yu Chen and greeted him eagerly: "Little brother, we meet again!"

Yu Chen also smiled and bowed.

The hunter said, "By the way, little brother, you look like you are from another place, and your clothes are either rich or noble. Be careful, it's not peaceful around here these days. Look, someone seems to have died in the fields in the town."

Yu Chen bowed and thanked him.

The hunter smiled innocently and went up the mountain with his dog.

Yu Chen raised his hand and a halo of light silently merged into the hunter's body.

The latter yawned but didn't notice anything.

"This infusion of Qi from heaven and earth is enough to make this little fellow strong and healthy, and to extend his lifespan by several decades." The old Taoist saw everything and spoke.

"I realized the truth yesterday and met him by chance. He helped me, just like you, old sir." Yu Chen nodded: "——It's just a small reward."

After that, he walked forward again, "Old man, let's go."

The old Taoist still didn't understand, but for some reason, he subconsciously followed Yu Chen.

"Little Taoist friend, where are we going?"

"Meet someone."

Yu Chen spoke.

The two of them walked on like this until they came to the farmland outside the small town under the ruined temple. There were already countless people gathered here, forming a circle, standing and watching, talking about it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how miserable! It looks so horrifying!"

"Such a huge pit, this must be the trick of the Immortal Master, right?"

"Of course, didn't you see that the government officials left in a hurry after they came? They don't dare to interfere in the affairs of the Immortal Master."

"Who is this man? His body is covered with numerous wounds... It makes my scalp tingle!"

"..."

As the old Taoist followed Yu Chen through the crowd, he began to feel a sense of foreboding.

It was as if there was a voice telling him from somewhere.

——Don’t go, don’t look, don’t be curious.

But the old Taoist didn't listen. He just gritted his teeth and followed Yu Chen and walked forward.

Cut through the crowd.

They saw that there was a huge deep pit with a radius of one hundred feet in the rice field, and there were dense spider-web-like cracks around it.

——There was also an unlucky fellow whose leg got stuck in the leg while he was watching the fun. He finally managed to pull it out, with his skin scraped and his body covered in blood and he was howling like a ghost.

In the middle of the deep pit, lay a corpse that had already become cold and stiff.

He is wearing a pitch-black Taoist robe, but the upper body has been torn into pieces, revealing his body that looks like a coiled dragon.

But what was even more horrifying was that the corpse was covered with old scars all over its body, including wounds that looked like they were torn by sharp claws, huge teeth marks, and burn scars...

In addition to these old wounds, there was a hideous bloody hole about a foot in size on his chest, which had already solidified.

——Judging from the appearance, it must be a fatal injury.

This tragic scene must be horrible to the ordinary people around.

But to be honest, it is not a terrible situation for those who practice Qigong.

But the old Taoist began to tremble all over.

It's like sifting chaff.

"Impossible... Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... Absolutely impossible..."

At that moment, confusion and horror appeared in his eyes.

It certainly wasn't because of those injuries.

It was because of the face of that body.

Exactly the same as him.

"The old man is...dead?"

He was panic-stricken and at a loss.

But the strange thing was that his voice did not soften at all.

But the mortals around him turned a deaf ear.

Like... I can't see him.

Or rather, I really can't see it.

"Let's go, old man."

Yu Chen sighed.

In fact, when he first came here yesterday, he had already seen the body of the old Taoist in the field.

It's just that at that time, his mind was full of enlightenment, and he just saw this incident.

Then he went to the dilapidated mountain temple and saw the ghost of the old Taoist priest.

——At that time, the old Taoist had already become a wandering ghost.

This is also why he trusts Yu Chen so much, of course it’s not because he is born with good interpersonal relationships.

Rather, it was the mysterious connection between ghosts and the Sutra of Salvation that influenced the old man and made him realize that Yu Chen would not harm him.

That’s why there was the “preaching” last night, which helped Yu Chen to break through the confusion and attain enlightenment.

But no matter what, it cannot change the fact that the old man is dead.

"I see... So I, the old man... am already dead..."

When the old Taoist saw his own corpse, he suddenly realized everything. The memories he had deliberately forgotten came flooding back.

"I am an old man with a worthless life... It is not a pity to die... But my disciples... can't die in vain..."

His eyes dimmed and his whole body was filled with despair.

Yu Chen took a deep breath and said, "Old sir, you have helped me realize the truth, so I should treat you as a teacher. In this case, I will fulfill your last wish."

After hearing this, the old Taoist suddenly raised his head and shook it like a rattle.

"No...no...don't get sucked in...it's a bottomless pit...a whirlpool...it will swallow up everything..."

Yu Chen raised his eyebrows and took the old Taoist's ghost away from the crowd.

He took out the Sutra of Salvation, and as golden light shone, the old Taoist's revolving lantern suddenly flooded into his mind.

It is said that this old Taoist priest, whose Taoist name is "Chu Weizi", is now five thousand years old.

Five thousand years ago, he was born into a great sword-cultivating sect. He practiced all the way, going through many twists and turns, and finally broke through to the realm of Heavenly Venerate when he was eight hundred years old.

Later, he followed his sect to join the war and joined the "Kundi" Heavenly Army of the East Wilderness Coalition, stepping into the battlefield outside the domain.

Fighting for thousands of years.

Countless of his companions were killed or wounded, and he also broke through to the realm of "He Dao" during the battle.

But after serving for 1,200 years, he was seriously injured in a great war, which damaged his foundation of Taoism. His Taoism fell to the level of Tianzun and he withdrew from the battlefield outside the domain.

After two hundred years of war, the land of Eastern Wilderness has changed dramatically.

His original sect had already split into several small factions due to bad luck, lack of successors, and internal strife, which were hostile to each other and fought for supremacy.

Chu Weizi became annoyed when he saw this, so he turned around and left. He later occupied a barren mountain, built a Taoist temple, and settled down there.

In the following thousand years, he accepted seven disciples, five men and two women.

The seven disciples were gifted, practiced diligently, and grew up safely.

But probably because they had heard Chu Weizi talk about his bravery in killing enemies on the battlefield outside the domain since they were young, the seven disciples all yearned to kill the enemy and protect their home.

So hundreds of years ago, seven disciples, three Tianzuns and four Tongtians, joined the East Wilderness Alliance to resist the evil from outside the domain.

Not long ago, Chu Weizi received the front-line battle report from Tianji Pavilion at the Taoist temple.

It is said that of his seven disciples, six died in the battle, leaving only the youngest female disciple, who was also seriously injured and her soul was damaged.

That night, after seeing off the messenger of heaven, Chu Weizi sat there all night.

The old locust tree at the gate was planted by the eldest disciple; the rockery in the yard was carved by the second disciple; the goldfish in the pond were bought from the market by the third disciple; the ghost face on the wall was painted by the fourth disciple when he was away from home...

Every corner of the Taoist temple is filled with their traces, as if they were still there, laughing and playing.

But the old Taoist knew that from now on, he would never see them again.

But even at that sad moment, Chu Weizi was also proud of his disciples.

"They are all great! Their blood... is boiling hot!" Chu Weizi commented.

Until later, the little disciple who luckily survived was sent back from outside the domain by the Heavenly Envoy.

She was covered in wounds, her spiritual power had collapsed, and she was even more fragile than an ordinary person.

She returned to the Taoist temple and told Chu Weizi a horrible truth.

She said that the deaths of her senior brothers and sisters and comrades were not accidents or due to defeat, but... problems with the magic weapons.

The extraterritorial battlefield is located in the turbulence of time and space.

Even if you are at the level of Heavenly Venerate, you still have to be careful when dealing with it.

All those who participate in the war will receive magic weapons, elixirs, resources and spiritual coins distributed by the "Chi Tianshan" composed of the Tianji Pavilion and the Seven Saints and Eight Families.

The most important magic weapon is called "Duankong". As a magic weapon for soldiers to protect themselves, it has countless forms, some are armor, some are bracelets, some are headbands, and some are shields...

But in general, although the appearance is different, the core is the same, and the effect is also the same - the function of the magic weapon "Duan Kong" is to help the Qi cultivators offset the damage caused by the chaotic turbulence of time and space and resist the pollution of extraterritorial evil, so that they can fight without scruples.

In a certain battle, the "Thorn" team consisting of seven disciples of Chu Weizi, a total of eighty-three people, were carrying out an annihilation mission.

But suddenly, the magic weapons of eighty-three people "Duankong" stopped working at the same time, causing them to have to face the invasion of time and space turbulence, endure the evil pollution from outside the domain, and fight with those horrible monsters at the same time.

The results are self-evident.

Almost wiped out.

Except for the little disciple who provided support from the rear, all the members of the "Thorn" team were completely eaten by the monsters.

The surviving young disciple was also seriously injured and was in a coma for three months before he was out of danger and sent back to East Wilderness from the front line.

Back at the Taoist temple, as she recounted these stories, she shed tears of blood and her whole body couldn't help shaking!
After saying this, he breathed his last and died.

Chu Weizi was stunned.

Previously he had been proud of the martyrdom of his disciples.

But now, I just feel... sad and ridiculous!
My own apprentice!
A lively person!

A living life!
Going to the battlefield with the intention of killing the enemy and protecting the home, spilling your blood all over the world!
Finally died in battle!
It wasn’t because his skills were inferior to others, but because there was something wrong with that damn magic weapon “Duankong”!
If there was only one problem with the "Duankong", it would be understandable.

But problems arose with the "breaking the air" of more than 80 people at the same time.

Who would believe that there are no ghosts?
Chu Weizi didn't know whether others believed it or not.

But he didn't believe it.

So, he took the "Duankong" magic weapon and a golden bracelet brought back by his little disciple and went to find Shangguan Jin, the lord of Yuhua City and the governor of Shangjing Prefecture.

——Although in name, Shangjing Prefecture is governed by the Seven Saints and Eight Families, but in reality, they are under the jurisdiction of Tianji Pavilion and have channels to communicate with Tianji Pavilion.

The East Wasteland Coalition Forces in the extraterritorial battlefield and the "Chi Tianshan" that commands the East Wasteland Coalition Forces are led by the Tianji Pavilion and jointly controlled by many holy land families.

Arrived at Shangjingyu and explained the purpose of the visit.

The city lord Shangguan Jin did not dare to slack off or underestimate this veteran with outstanding achievements. He immediately contacted Tianji Pavilion to explain the situation.

Only half a day later, a messenger from heaven arrived and told Chu Weizi that they would investigate the matter thoroughly and take away the problematic "Duankong" magic weapon.

However, just when Chu Weizi returned to the Taoist temple on the mountain and was ready to wait for news.

Suddenly he discovered that his Taoist temple had become a ruin.

Then, in the night, a terrifying purple light penetrated the sky!

It penetrated his chest.

Chu Weizi was shocked and angry, and rushed to the capital, seeking refuge and justice.

Unfortunately, he didn't reach Shangjingyu in the end. His vitality collapsed and he fell down, crashing near the ruined temple of the mountain god.

But even if he dies, he still can't rest in peace!
Just like he said.

He only has one life, so if he dies, he dies.

But his disciples have a promising future and are full of passion.

He could accept that they died in the evil fights with the outside world, shed their blood for the Eastern Wilderness, and died on the battlefield!
But he absolutely could not allow them to die in such an unclear way!
But...what can he do?

He is dead.

Killed to silence him.

Only a wisp of obsession remained, and he turned into a lonely ghost, separated by the Yin and Yang, and humans and ghosts had different paths. He could do nothing.

Feeling so powerless and desperate, he subconsciously forgot the fact that he was dead, and only remembered that he was still on the road to seek justice for his disciples.

On this endless road that will never end.

Finally, he met Yu Chen, who had attained enlightenment.

Yu Chen took him to see his body.

Those forgotten memories just now burst out like a torrent of water.

——Remembered everything.

After truly remembering everything, the old Taoist sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Tears of blood flowed from the ghost's eyes.

"For the sake of the East Desert, I have fought for two hundred years, killed countless enemies, and suffered countless wounds, causing my realm to fall and my Taoism to suffer great losses. I will never be able to ascend to heaven and achieve Taoism again, but I have never regretted it."

Chu Weizi let out a long breath and murmured:

"The old man's seven disciples are well-behaved and sensible. The old man has watched them grow up since they were young. They are more than just disciples. They are simply the old man's children!

They were full of passion, joined the army to protect their homeland, fought abroad, and died on the battlefield, but the old man never complained.

But their deaths were not due to their lack of skills, but rather they died in such an unclear way! This old man...cannot accept this!

The old man went to the capital just to get the truth! What happened to the Duankong magic weapon? Who is the culprit for the death of those hot-blooded children?
But they didn’t give me justice, nor did they tell me the truth. They just told me… to shut up completely.”

Thick traces of blood and tears flowed under the old man's eyes, and his old face was full of despair and dejection.

Then, he looked at Yu Chen, shook his head and said: "Little Taoist friend, you and I are master and disciple in reality, but not in name, otherwise they will not let you go - they can kill this old man, and they can kill you too.

The fact that they dared to openly kill the old man in the Eastern Wilderness shows that they are very powerful. The old man can't defeat them, and neither can you.

So don’t think about seeking the truth and justice for the old man, and don’t think about seeking revenge for the old man.”

After a pause, Chu Weizi sat down on the ground, his expression downcast and gloomy.

"——There is no justice in this world anymore."

I can tell.

He is not playing hard to get, nor is he retreating in order to advance.

This old man really didn't want Yu Chen to take any risks.

The evidence is that his soul has begun to become thin and slowly dissipate.

He died with his eyes open and his obsession was hard to let go.

But he managed to restrain that obsession.

The intention...is torn to pieces.

"Old sir, yes." Yu Chen took a deep breath and opened the Sutra of Salvation. A vast golden light shone out, covering Chu Weizi's soul and preventing it from disappearing into thin air. "—There is justice, and there is justice as well."

Chu Weizi looked depressed and said, "Little Taoist friend, why don't you understand? I only told Shangguan Jin, the governor of Shangjing Prefecture, and the messenger of the heavenly secret. As the governor of Shangjing Prefecture, Shangguan Jin naturally doesn't have the ability to destroy my Taoist temple, nor does he have the ability to kill me.

Therefore, the only person who could have killed someone to silence them is…"

"Tianji Pavilion." Yu Chen took over the conversation.

"Yes, Tianji Pavilion..." The old man lowered his head, his tone revealing a strong sense of powerlessness, "——This justice can't be sought."

As a former veteran of the extraterritorial battlefield, Chu Weizi knows better than the average Qi cultivator what a terrifying existence the Tianji Pavilion is.

——Even if he is just a messenger of heaven, to the countless living beings in the world, his status is as terrifying as that of an immortal.

And a messenger of heaven also does not have the ability to destroy his Taoist temple quietly and kill people to silence them.

This means that behind it, there is a higher-ranking, stronger, and more terrifying existence.

That's not something they can fight against.

Even the high and mighty holy land family, the behemoth, may not be able to resist.

"I can get it." Yu Chen still shook his head stubbornly, "Old sir, you have helped me realize the truth, so I will call you my teacher. Teacher, I will definitely get this justice for you."

Chu Weizi raised his head and said, "How do you ask for it? On what basis do you want justice from the Tianji Pavilion?"

There was deep pain and helplessness in those eyes - didn't he want the truth? Didn't he want justice?
But he was unwilling to sacrifice Yu Chen's life for this.

Facing Chu Weizi's question, Yu Chen did not answer, but asked: "Have you ever heard of the fairyland of Yaochi? Have you ever heard of the ancient fairy Angri? Have you ever heard of the judge?"

Chu Weizi was stunned.

——The ancient immortal Angri broke the seal from the Yaochi fairyland, and was finally suspected to be killed by a mysterious man with the Taoist name "Judge".

This information is top secret, and few people know about it except the Tianji Pavilion, the Seven Saints and Eight Families, and the Thirty-Six Tiangang Sects.

But Chu Weizi, as a veteran of the East Wilderness Coalition, has his own circle, and the news about the ancient immortal Angri had already spread.

But Chu Weizi didn't understand how Yu Chen knew this news.

Despite this, he still nodded: "I have heard that the ancient immortal Angri was born and died at the hands of the 'Judge' - but the old man thinks that it is a rumor. After all, the ancient immortal is extremely vicious and terrifying. I am afraid that a young man can't do it."

"No, it's not a rumor."

Yu Chen exhaled a breath and wiped his forehead with both hands.

"You ask me why I should ask for justice?"

A black and white mottled ghost mask covered his face.

It seems like crying and laughing, eerie and scary.

"I am the judge. I have killed the ancient immortal."

After a pause, he shook his head slightly and added:
"—more than one."

(End of this chapter)