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Chapter 683 The Historical Truth That Was Covered Up

"your name."

"Sithir Ramo."

"Your true identity."

"The commander of the Xiti Corps was ordered by his superior to sneak into the Far East, occupy the vacant seat of the local god, and accept the incense and faith of the believers."

After most of the etheric matter in his body was drained away and he was almost turned into a dried corpse, the hanged man finally began to confess honestly.

"What local deity?"

"The Two Immortals of Harmony and Unity in the South."

As expected.

Li Mumu explained to Shen Qingxi and Xia Yubing in a low voice: "Siti is one of the 72 demons under the throne of King Solomon in legend. He has a low presence and is in charge of love between men and women. Because he likes to transform himself into a beautiful woman to seduce men to fall, some people speculate that this demon may be from the Olympian pantheon, or even Cupid, the ancient Greek god of love."

Although there is no actual basis for this, it is hard not to associate it with that aspect given this familiar style of behavior.

If it was the fallen angels under Xiti who ran to the East and pretended to be the two immortals of harmony and unity to receive incense, then it could be considered a professional match.

The names of the Two Immortals He and He are not common in the north, mainly because they do not have deeds as spectacular as those of the Monkey King.

It is said to be the incarnation of Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and is specifically in charge of family and marriage, symbolizing a happy marriage for a long time.

Li Mumu had only heard of this name and was not particularly familiar with it.

“Who are you working with?”

“Locals.”

“Who are the locals?”

"There is a secretive Buddhist organization in the area called the Yulanbon Society."

"In Tianmen?"

"Not in Tianmen, but in the south."

"Then why did you come to Tianmen?"

"Someone asked us to come and help to seize the imperial seal."

"Who is that person?"

"We don't know him. He has a token in his hand."

"What token?"

"A token of the Ullambana Festival."

"How can I contact them?"

"Wait for them to light the incense and contact us."

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"They paid a huge price to hire the two immortals He and He to go north and seize the imperial seal."

Leng Tiaonian's head was full of silver needles and his whole body was unable to move. He felt extremely itchy but there was nothing he could do.

Every bad guy who gets caught has a lucky mentality in his heart, thinking that as long as he grits his teeth and doesn't give in, no one will do anything to him.

But under Mr. He's care, he didn't last long.

There are indeed warriors in this world who are as strong-willed as steel, but a guy like him who can only hide here and there is obviously not one of them. The more afraid of pain a person is, the less he can bear the slightest pain.

This sentence may sound like nonsense, but it actually makes a lot of sense.

"The Iron Blood Society in the military intervened in this matter, and the Yang family also got involved. You shouldn't get involved in this mess..."

"Whether or not to get involved in this mess is our business. But you are in our hands today. Even if you really don't say anything, can you still gain their trust when you go back?"

The old man's sincere words pierced his heart and made him sweat profusely.

"You are also a well-versed yin and yang master. You should understand all those great principles without me having to explain them. As the saying goes, victory and defeat are common in the military. You have already tried your best and you have repaid the benefits given to you. Why do you have to joke with your own life and bear the consequences for others now?"

Leng Nian gritted his teeth and said, "Old senior, I'm not worried about them, but you! You have to leave me a way out before I dare to speak. Otherwise, after I confess, will you still let me live?"

"Okay, I promise you."

The old man nodded and smiled, "As long as you say everything you need to say, the feud between our Yanzi Sect and Cuojin Sect will be settled. What do you think?"

"Swallow Gate?"

Leng Nian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mr. He intently. After being stunned for a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "It turned out to be you. When did the Cuojin Sect have any feud with the Yanzi Sect? One climbs the roof beams, and the other determines the Feng Shui for others. They are not related at all. What kind of grudge can there be?"

"Since you know who I am, don't you know that I spent decades in prison for the imperial seal?"

"It's only been a dozen years since the Imperial Seal was lost!"

"That's not important, let's get down to business."

Mr. He put away his smile and asked in a deep voice, "I can understand that the Yang family wants the imperial seal. They are always unwilling to give up and want to make some trouble. Why is the Iron Blood Society related to this imperial seal?"

Leng Nian laughed bitterly and said, "I don't know much. Those soldiers don't trust outsiders at all. But during this cooperation, they also let out some information. According to their own people, they want to correct the mistakes of history."

"Do you want to clear someone's name? Then there's no need to pass on the imperial seal..."

“It’s not people, it’s history itself.”

Leng Nian gritted his teeth and said, "You have lived to this age and have seen more than I have. Haven't you heard of the rumor in the martial arts world?"

"Which rumor?"

"The world we have today was not conquered by the president. She just used a secret method to usurp the dragon vein fortune of the previous dynasty, and at the same time modified history to completely cover up and erase the existence of the real savior hero..."

"I've never heard of it. Which poor old man who can't stand the hen crowing at dawn made up this sour remark?"

Mr. He shook his head and said, "He has such a rich imagination, why doesn't he write a storytelling book?"

"This matter is not groundless, but it involves high-level secrets, and we civilians have no way of knowing the truth."

Seeing that Mr. He didn't believe it, Leng Nian quickly explained, "It is said that the president has a million strong army under his command, and no one dares to disobey his orders. Why do you think there is a semi-public secret society like the Iron Blood Society in the army? And the president's attitude towards them is extremely ambiguous. He actually turned a blind eye to it and allowed it to grow and develop. It is because these people are insiders, and they hold the truth of history!"

"Even if there is some historical truth, so what? It's nothing more than the winner becomes a king and the loser becomes a bandit. What can they do with the imperial seal? Do they want to put a yellow robe on someone?"

Leng Nian smiled bitterly and asked, "The Imperial Seal has been hidden in your hands for so many years. What secrets are there? Shouldn't you know more about it than someone like me who runs errands for others?"

"I do not know."

Old Master He curled his lips and said, "You are not honest. You never tell the truth. It seems that you are still hoping for the best. Then don't blame me for not considering the friendship of fellow martial artists..."

"Wait!"

Hearing this, Leng Nian hurriedly shouted: "I heard them talk about using the imperial seal as an anchor, but I don't know what that means! We in Cuojinmen have learned feng shui and physiognomy, and we don't understand their theories!"

(End of this chapter)