Wang Lu could actually understand Ouyang Shang's decision very well. After all, they were essentially the same kind of people.
Whether it was the chief disciple or the eldest senior brother, while this title shone brightly, it was also bound to bear great pressure. After all, the rights and obligations had to be equal. When the junior brothers and sisters encountered danger and difficulties, as the eldest senior brother, he had to step forward bravely, even if it was not the best choice.
For the impeccable tacit understanding and trust between the golden generation, for the illusory human heart … or perhaps for the persistence in the bottom of his heart. In short, not only Ouyang Shang, the way people acted was often like this. The best solution was placed in front of them, but they had no choice. This was the principle of people having no choice in Jianghu.
Of course, Ouyang Shang was not simply seeking his own death. His assurance, Wang Lu could also understand a little.
First of all, the opponent used the hostage tactic to threaten his side. This was a conspiracy rather than an overt plot. The use of a conspiracy meant that the opponent's strength was not overwhelming. Otherwise, he could directly make a move and crush everyone present in an instant. Why would he need to go through so much trouble? After all, the golden generation had just begun to grow up. For those old seniors in the immortal cultivation world, they were nothing more than a slightly higher level of ants.
If a Supreme of the Unity Stage was here, perhaps he could kill the golden generation with a single thought. There was no need to go through so much trouble to use a broken arm as a deterrent.
The opponent's strength was not enough, so he had to supplement it with a conspiracy. Then, if he could grasp this point and gather the strongest strength to attack head-on, it was possible to settle the situation in one fell swoop before the opponent's conspiracy had time to unfold.
This was Ouyang Shang's train of thought. While he seemed to impulsively shoulder the heavy burden of the eldest senior brother, he actually made quite rational thinking and judgment.
But in the final analysis, this was still a kind of risk, and in Wang Lu's view, the benefits could not offset the risks, so he would rather make the opposite decision, but unfortunately …
"Alright, I'll go with you too."
Ouyang Shang was slightly stunned. It was naturally best to have Wang Lu as a helper. He had a deep understanding of the strength of this transmigrator junior brother, but … why?
It was precisely because of the deep tacit understanding between them that they could understand each other's persistence. Therefore, Ouyang Shang understood that when Wang Lu's opinion was different from his just now, there was basically no possibility of turning back. Parting ways was already the best result, but now he actually changed his mind so cleanly?
Was it because of Wang Wu? Ouyang Shang glanced sideways, but soon gave up thinking about it — because now was not the time to think about these issues.
Wang Lu also said, "I suggest that we send two Junior Brothers back to the mountain to report the matter of the demon race to the Elders. This is a major event in Nine Regions, which cannot be delayed. Senior Brother, what do you think?"
Ouyang Shang's eyes narrowed. "Send two Junior Brothers back to the mountain? You … "
"Originally, I planned to go there myself, but considering that speed is not my forte, the Ghost Weeping Forest needs my strength more." Wang Lu's explanation was reasonable, but Ouyang Shang knew very well that this was not what he really meant.
The opponent used a bloody method to threaten them. In addition to telling them to go to the Ghost Weeping Forest and walk right into the trap, it was also a warning not to tell anyone about the Demon Race. Wang Lu's suggestion was undoubtedly a provocation to his opponent.
This would put people on both sides at risk. Those who returned to the mountain to report might be ambushed, and at the same time, the hostages in the Ghost Weeping Forest might also lose their lives.
Of course, from another point of view, this was also a risk that must be borne. The matter of delivering the letter was indeed very important … The more the other side tried to deter them, the more it proved this point. At the same time, it also showed that the other side did not have the means to block the way of delivering the letter. Of course, delivering the letter would be extremely risky, but if one was overcautious, then they would not be able to do anything. But …
"Very well, Junior Brother Lu Li …"
As soon as Ouyang Shang named a person, Wang Lu interrupted, "Junior Brother Lu Li is versatile. It's too wasteful to just use him to deliver the letter. The terrain of the Ghost Weeping Forest is complex, which is more suitable for him to play. I suggest that he be included in the rescue team."
Ouyang Shang pondered for a moment and then acquiesced to this suggestion. The two young cultivators who were picked by Ouyang Shang were overjoyed and deeply felt that they had gained his trust.
However, Ouyang Shang waved his hand, indicating that they should set off as soon as possible without saying anything more.
This was because he really could not look directly at the passionate gazes of his two junior brothers.
After the two junior brothers left, Ouyang Shang was silent for a moment, and then sent a riddle to Wang Lu using his primordial spirit, "Junior Brother Wang Lu, are you so pessimistic about the matter of delivering the letter?"
Wang Lu said, "I just don't want a useful person to inexplicably bear too much risk. In my timeline, Lu Li will become an amazing cultivator … Those who can survive the cataclysm should not die so early. "
"Oh, your excuse is really ordinary. In your timeline, I'm also a dead person, so why do you need to waste time on me?"
"Alright, then I'll tell you the truth. I have a good relationship with Lu Li, and as for the other two, I won't feel so bad even if they die."
"… Well said." Ouyang Shang sighed. He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
Wang Lu said coldly, "The taste of sacrifice is not good, but sometimes sacrifice is unavoidable. What we can do is to reduce the scope of sacrifice as much as possible, instead of wasting time and leading to greater sacrifice … I know that as the eldest senior brother, there are some things that you have to do, but I actually have a way to help you get out of your current predicament."
"I'd like to hear the details."
"It's very simple. Tell Liu Xian and the others about our current encounter and risk, and let them decide whether to continue to ask for help or to sacrifice themselves."
"You!?"
Wang Lu said, "If they are really the golden generation of Lingjian School, they should make a rational choice. They might even threaten us with their own lives so that we don't go. At that time, you won't have any burden to speak of. Of course, I know that this kind of thing is basically subjective guidance and self-deception. You can't do it, so it's the same if I do it. "
"…"
"Don't be so angry, it's the same for me to sacrifice myself. In that team … I have a good relationship with Liu Xian."
"…"
"You still can't agree?" Wang Lu sneered, "As expected, as the eldest senior brother, you are good in everything except for being soft-hearted, which is a fatal flaw."
"Then, what are you going to do?" Ouyang Shang asked lightly.
Wang Lu sighed, "What else can I do? Didn't I say just now, count me in for the rescue. "
Ouyang Shang finally couldn't help laughing, "It seems that we are about the same. You are indeed the future chief disciple of Lingjian School, you have also inherited the common problem of the school. "
Wang Lu sighed while looking up at the sky.
To say that he was soft-hearted … actually, it was not necessarily true. It was just that he suddenly thought of something just now.
In the real history line, this Ouyang Shang still had an irreplaceable position in the hearts of the elders of Lingjian School even after his death for 150 years.
Because … this was the foundation of Lingjian School.
If he could really sacrifice anyone for his own reason and interests, then …
What was the difference between him and Qiong Hua, whom he had always disliked?
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At the same time, in the distant periphery of the Ghost Weeping Forest, the Spirit Sword Team headed by Liu Xian was cautiously marching in the mountain forest, searching for the trace of the missing Wang Donghua.
"Senior Brother, I'll have to trouble you to do it again. I've lost him again."
"Lost him again? Shen Yiwen, what's wrong with you? " At the end of the team, Liu Xian, holding two copper coins in his hand, somewhat angrily questioned the Junior Brother who was responsible for tracking them.
Shen Yiwen also felt wronged. "I don't know. The spiritual energy in this Ghost Weeping Forest is scattered, so it's very difficult to track. Moreover, that person seems to be blocking my tracking at any time. Every once in a while, Junior Brother Donghua's clue will be completely messed up, and it's impossible to distinguish. "
Liu Xian pondered for a moment and then clenched his teeth. "… Very well, I'll do another divination. This time, you must follow me closely. The more times I perform divination in a short period of time, the less effective it will be. Not to mention, I'm still a beginner in divination … Junior Brother Ming Xian, you also help me. If you notice that someone is deliberately disrupting the tracking, you can track them in reverse. "
"Yes."
The two Junior Brothers responded in unison. Then, Liu Xian took a deep breath. His Jade Mansion and Void Core bloomed with light. With this light, he threw the copper coins high. The copper coins continued to spin in mid-air and then fell into his palm.
"East." Liu Xian said in a deep voice. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear.
Shen Yiwen nodded, bit his fingertip, and then dropped a drop of blood to summon his spirit beast: a half-hidden blood mist.
The fog monster was a very rare monster. Its strengths and weaknesses were extremely prominent. Its frontal combat ability was very poor, but its nature was bloodthirsty. Its sensitivity to blood was far beyond other creatures. By chance, Shen Yiwen managed to capture a young fog monster. With the help of his sect's elders, he subdued it as his spirit beast. At this time, it just happened to be used to track Wang Donghua's whereabouts.
The person who did it left behind a broken arm. Shen Yiwen collected a porcelain bottle of blood from the wound. After the fog monster appeared, he dropped a drop of black blood from the porcelain bottle into the body of the fog monster. The blood mist suddenly swelled and twisted, as if it was in a carnival.
The fog monster was a kind of creature with a special diet. Compared to the fresh blood full of vitality, it preferred the cold blood that contained the resentment of the dead. Compared to the blood that Shen Yiwen used to summon it, the dirty blood from the broken arm was more suitable to its appetite. Unfortunately, there was only one mouthful of delicious food. After swallowing that drop of dirty blood, Shen Yiwen no longer fed it blood. The hunger and thirst of the fog monster was unbearable. Driven by its instinct, it began to look for the same smell.
Several times before, the fog monster found clues in the forest. Shen Yiwen and the others tracked along the way and indeed found some clues — such as Wang Donghua's blood, as well as the residual aura of his magical treasure. However, every time they tracked halfway, they would be blocked by an inexplicable force, which made it difficult for them to continue.
For this new tracking, Shen Yiwen didn't have much hope. The tracking effect of the fog monster was gradually decreasing. At present, he had used the fog monster to track him many times. The hunger and thirst of the fog monster had obviously declined a lot, and its ability to sense things had become more and more sluggish. Without the help of Senior Brother Liu Xian's divination, it would only wander around randomly.
Of course, that was because the opponent was cunning and had left traces of Wang Donghua everywhere in the Ghost Weeping Forest. The instinct of the fog monster alone was not enough to eliminate the interference.
However, this time, the situation was beyond his expectation. Just as Wang Donghua's dirty blood dripped, the fog monster issued a sharp howl and then rushed to a certain direction in the east without Shen Yiwen's reminder. At the same time, it also caught Shen Yiwen off guard. When he wasn't paying attention, it ran away.
"What the hell!?" Shen Yiwen was shocked. He didn't have the time to greet his Senior Brothers. Lifting the flying sword under his feet, he followed the fog monster and flew to the east. That fog monster was his lifeblood, so he couldn't afford to make even the slightest mistake.
After following the fog monster to the east for an unknown period of time, Shen Yiwen suddenly found that the surrounding forest seemed to be particularly dense with branches and leaves, which blocked the light. The surrounding Yin energy was so dense that it made his whole body cold. As an elite disciple, Shen Yiwen immediately became vigilant. He began to operate his Xudan at a high speed while looking back.
He saw that Senior Brother Liu Xian and the others were not too far behind him — their flying swords were not as fast as his, so they could only barely keep up. However, seeing that they didn't lose track of them, he finally felt a bit relieved. Then...
Just as he was thinking, a strong warning came from his heart.
Not far in front of him, the figure of a one-armed man stood there quietly. His face was pale and covered in blood, but his appearance was vaguely discernible.
"Junior Brother Donghua, is that you?"
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