All kinds of conjectures about time and space were not uncommon in Nine Regions. From the Supreme cultivators whose cultivation base was close to ascending to immortality to the teahouse storytellers who loved imagination, they all had their own conjectures about time and space.
Of course, it was just a conjecture, because even the most brilliant cultivator could not manipulate time on a large scale. A cup of Immortal Tea was the legend and myth of cultivators, but there had never been a real example of time and space travel.
According to Wang Lu's understanding, there were currently several popular conjectures. One of them was that history could not be changed. Even if someone could go back to the past by some means, they would find that they could not change anything that had happened, because their time and space travel itself was already doomed by history. Another one was the parallel space theory. People could indeed change history by going back to the past, but from the moment they went back, the history had branched off, and they could only change one of the branches.
Relatively speaking, Wang Lu preferred the second hypothesis, because at least the second hypothesis made people have the possibility to exert their subjective initiative. For example, in this case, if Wang Lu's efforts could change the tragic experience of Lingjian School, then he would certainly go all out.
As for the other branches that had not been changed … In any case, it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't need to care about it.
Moreover, if his time and space travel was already doomed by history, then … there was no reason for him to cultivate in Spirit Sword Mountain for twenty years, but no Elder had ever mentioned it to him. Not to mention that he still clearly remembered that in the Immortal Gathering, he almost had no chance to enter the mountain because of the blurred vision of the Sect Leader.
If they really remembered him, how could they make such a mistake?
Therefore, from now on, he had to correct his mentality. Everything that he did in the Savage Land was to reverse history. If he did it well enough, the golden generation of Lingjian School might not die.
Regarding the golden generation, Wang Lu actually had no feelings for them. After all, most of the Elders who taught him his skills were unknown in the golden generation at that time.
In other words, if the golden generation did not die, would Feng Yin still be the head of the Lingjian School? Would the position of Elder of Heavenly Sword Hall still belong to Fang He, Liu Xian, and the others? Especially Wang Wu … Would she still be the Wang Wu of today?
However, Wang Lu did not intend to be indifferent to what had happened in the past just because of these things.
In Spirit Sword Mountain, after getting along with the Elders for decades, Wang Lu could clearly feel that the pain of that year was a shadow that they could not forget for a lifetime. If they could change the past … they would definitely choose to change it, even if they had to sacrifice everything now.
Wang Lu had received a lot of kindness from the Elders of Spirit Sword Mountain, so at this time … it was time to repay them.
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Half a day later, the group of nine people passed through a Jadeite Forest and advanced along the steep mountain path until a clear spring appeared in the distance.
"Well, we finally see Blessed Fountain, but we have consumed a lot of energy along the way. Let's camp here and go to Blessed Fountain tomorrow."
The Big Brother of Spirit Sword Sect, Ouyang Shang, thought for a moment and then made a decision.
Then there was a burst of cheers from the back of the team. Several young cultivators directly lay down on the ground and didn't want to move even half a step.
Ouyang Shang shrugged slightly and shook his head. Obviously, he was slightly dissatisfied with the laziness of his Junior Brothers and Sisters. Then he turned his head and whispered to the young man beside him, who was also wearing a red and white robe and whose appearance was somewhat similar to him, "I've let you see a joke, these Junior Brothers and Sisters are really not up to standard."
"It's you who is too demanding."
Wang Lu lightly responded.
Along the way, it was not a smooth journey. At this time, there was no black tide that Wang Lu later saw in the Savage Land of the Western Mountain, but the indigenous creatures of the Savage Land were still an important threat that could not be ignored. In the Jadeite Forest, the group of people was attacked by monsters. A group of no less than a hundred mountain spirits and tree monsters that had cultivated Inner Cores surrounded them. Their attacks were like a tide, and their leader was a ferocious human-faced owl. Its strength was comparable to that of an ordinary peak-stage Gold Core cultivator. Although there were two Daoist Master King Pill in the team of Spirit Sword Sect, after fighting all the way, everyone's consumption was not small.
However, in Wang Lu's view, it was already incredible that this group of people could successfully break through the encirclement without any casualties.
The team led by Ouyang Shang was not even the strongest elite of the golden generation. The strength of the eight disciples was uneven, and they were evenly selected from more than a hundred disciples to form a team. Their comprehensive strength was similar to that of other teams, and they didn't have the strength to go against the heaven. However, in the Jadeite Forest, the human-faced owl beast and its minions had the terrifying strength bonus. However, under the leadership of Ouyang Shang, the group of people was more daunting than dangerous.
During this period, although Wang Lu had made a lot of contributions, he didn't show his full ability. The success of breaking through the encirclement mainly depended on the strength of this team of cultivators. And this strength was really considerable.
Although it was not to the point of going against the heaven, this team of cultivators was the top elite in any sect, and at that time, there were actually more than ten such teams in Lingjian School!
However, Ouyang Shang was still not satisfied. "Compared with the cultivators of the same generation, our group of cultivators is indeed very strong, but it's still far from enough to make up for the decline of Lingjian School in the past thousands of years. Compared with the other sects of the Five Uniques, the foundation of Lingjian School is too poor. It's at an absolute disadvantage in any aspect, and there's not much time left for us to catch up. "
"Oh? Not much? Do you need to be in such a hurry? "
"There's no other way, there's no hurry. The gap between Lingjian School and the other sects is widened little by little by dozens of generations of cultivators over thousands of years, and the time that Lingjian School can use to catch up is none other than our golden generation. I don't know how much luck Lingjian School has to be able to gather so many talented and loyal disciples in this generation. When our generation passes away, I'm afraid it's impossible for us to have the same luck again. And to catch up with the gap of thousands of years in one generation, that's easier said than done. "
Wang Lu asked with a smile, "Is it necessary to be so obsessed with catching up with the gap? To be able to stabilize the position of one of the Five Uniques is already good enough. "
"The one who takes the top gets the middle, and the one who takes the middle gets the bottom. The reason why Lingjian School has declined from its heyday until now is because it doesn't want to make progress. The biggest reason is that it doesn't want to make progress. " Ouyang Shang shook his head and said, "Right now, in the Wanxian League, Shengjing School is the dominant sect, which has an absolute and unshakable lead over the other sects. However, whether it's the Royal Soldier Sect or the Ten Thousand Arts Sect … they have never given up on catching up with Shengjing School, and Shengjing School has never lost its sense of crisis. But they are still like this, how could our Lingjian School, which has fallen behind, just let it go? Only by redoubling our efforts and bearing a heavier burden than any other sect could we possibly catch up step by step. The ancients said that everyone is born with talent, so for Lingjian School to suddenly produce a golden generation, presumably, there must be a historical mission that we need to undertake. "
After saying that, Ouyang Shang smiled. "I'm sorry, I started talking to myself again. Alas, since I was a child, I have this problem. As long as I open my mouth, I can't stop. Sometimes, I would accidentally say something that I shouldn't say. However, please believe that I treat people with sincerity, and I would never intentionally make things difficult for others!"
"Em …"
"Alas, unfortunately, there are very few people in this world who understand me. Not to mention outside, even in the mountain, I was often scolded by my Master and Uncles. The most hateful thing is that there are a few incompetent Junior Brothers and Sisters who suggested me to wear a chew, which is simply outrageous."
"... Mm, how could a mere chew stop your mouth?"
"..." Ouyang Shang gawked for a moment, and then nodded. "That's reasonable. How can we rely on external force to change our own problem? On this point, I never thought about it. Junior Brother Wang Lu is indeed a genius cultivator who could achieve the King Pill at such a young age. There are many things that I can learn from you. "
Hearing this, Wang Lu completely realized that this guy's mouth was hopeless, so he was too lazy to continue talking. He directly blocked his hearing and no longer paid attention to Ouyang Shang who was talking non-stop.
Although this was a bit cruel to Ouyang Shang who was in the mood to talk, but Wang Lu really didn't have the mood to strike up a conversation with him.
At the same time, Wang Lu was also deeply moved.
Although this Senior Brother Ouyang's mouth was a bit messy, and his brain was a bit off, but when it came to major issues, he was actually very clear-headed and rational. His thinking was actually not wrong at all. With Lingjian School's current situation, if they wanted to truly stabilize the structure of the Five Uniques, or even advance further in the cultivation world, they could only put in more effort than the other sects. The golden generation was a heaven-sent opportunity, and also the only opportunity. If it was replaced by anyone, they would not let it go.
Moreover, along the way, Wang Lu could see that Ouyang Shang was not all brawn and no brains. Although he had an almost pathological obsession with becoming stronger, in the specific process of implementation, Ouyang Shang had actually always controlled the risk within a cautious range. For example, this temporary change of route to Blessed Fountain was made after taking into account that Wang Lu's addition would enhance the team's strength. And the fierce battle in Jadeite Forest had also completely proved that his calculation was accurate. The group of people just happened to reduce the risk of the battle to a level where there was no surprise and no danger.
Such a person was indeed worthy of the name of the sect's Senior Brother. In a sense, he was even more competent than him — compared to Ouyang Shang, Wang Lu's personal style was too distinct, and he was not approachable enough.
Then the next question was: Since there was no problem with Ouyang Shang, what was the tragedy that eventually led to the destruction of the golden generation?
While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Ouyang Shang change the subject. He no longer talked about the impact of the backward construction of the public cafeteria of Spirit Sword Mountain on the cultivation base of the sect's disciples. Instead, he proposed, "Junior Brother Wang Lu, I think it's not too late, why don't we go fishing?"
"Do you mean the rumor that a certain Elder received two hundred and fifty million gold spirit stones from Royal Soldier Sect to overthrow the rule of the Sect Leader, and then see which Junior Brother and Junior Sister are fooled? Whoever is fooled is a stupid fish. "
"... Junior Brother Wang Lu, how did you come up with such a perverted game? But this time, I mean it literally. Just the two of us, fishing. "
With that, Ouyang Shang pointed to the distance.
In the distance, under the setting sun, the Blessed Fountain was glittering with thousands of golden scales.
Ouyang Shang actually wanted to team up with Wang Lu and go to Blessed Fountain in advance!
"I finally understand how the golden generation died."
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