Li Xi's funeral was very simple.
There was a plain grave surrounded by green mountains and clear waters. It was a rare quiet place outside the Ghost Weeping Forest, and it was his burial place. Li Xi's life-bonded magical treasure heavenly incense cauldron stood in front of the tombstone. Under the cauldron, there was a fire that never went out, and the boiling broth in the cauldron never dried up. The steam was dense, vaguely like the smiling face of the fatty.
Next to Li Xi's grave, the cenotaphs of Wang Donghua and Shen Yiwen stood in order of seniority.
Led by Ouyang Shang, the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect softly sang the farewell song, bidding farewell to their fellow daoists who unfortunately had to leave on the path of immortality.
Lingjian School never paid attention to formalities. Grief and anger were hidden in the bottom of their heart along with the song. After the song, Ouyang Shang led the team to set up a protective array to expel the wild animals and poisonous insects, ensuring the safety of this place. Then the group continued on their journey.
Along the way, no one said a word about Li Xi's death, because at this time, there was no need to complicate matters. Moreover, in the golden generation, there was no unreasonable person who couldn't distinguish right from wrong.
Wang Lu used primal chaos heaven splitting sword qi to kill Li Xi, destroying his body and soul. His decisive and ruthless means made people shudder. He showed no mercy to his fellow sect members, which seemed to easily arouse criticism. However, at that critical moment, how could he be softhearted? Moreover, Li Xi threw the bone-corroding poison into the soup, but none of the elites present noticed it. Were it not for Wang Lu's special training, that pot of broth might have caused heavy casualties!
At that time, Li Xi was no longer the well-known genius fat chef. Perhaps, at that time, he was just a walking corpse. If it was anyone else … the most correct approach was to let him rest in peace.
Let alone Wang Lu's full strength sword qi not only buried Li Xi, but also seriously injured the primordial spirit attached to it … The mournful wail in the distance startled tens of thousands of birds, which could be clearly heard even from far away.
Wang Lu's primal chaos heaven splitting sword qi could be called immortal level sword qi, and its power was not under that of Brilliant Sword Heart. Unfortunately, limited by his own realm, it could not be done once and for all. Perhaps in a short period of time, it could guarantee a period of peace, but in the future, no one could say for sure.
There were still too many problems that needed to be solved. For example … when exactly was Li Xi controlled? The group of people always stayed together. Even when they set up camp, Li Xi would always be scanned by the Divine Senses of his senior and junior brothers when he ran to a slightly further place to catch prey. There was almost no gap between them.
It wasn't that they didn't trust Li Xi, but that they were in a dangerous place and facing the threat of a powerful enemy. They had to take care of each other at all times to ensure their safety. However, it was a pity that there was still a problem with such a cautious method. Moreover, they were still unable to recover the truth until now. This could not help but cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.
What should he do next? Even if they had the courage to give up everything and return to the sect, from Ghost Weeping Forest to Spirit Sword Mountain, it would take at least six or seven days. It was hard to imagine that the demon king would just sit back and watch, and during this period, how many disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain would be harmed by him?
"Junior Brother Wang Lu, what do you think?"
Along the way, Ouyang Shang secretly asked via voice transmission. He didn't disclose the content because he worried that Wang Lu actually already had the answer, but that answer might destroy other people's confidence.
Wang Lu replied, "Unfortunately, not yet … I'm not hiding anything. No matter how cruel the truth is, it's better than not knowing the truth. But … I don't remember that the Elders taught me that the demon race has this kind of puppet control method. "
"According to you, the Elders learned the lesson after a great sacrifice and refined all kinds of countermeasures, and it's impossible for them to master all the means of the demon race, moreover …"
Wang Lu said with a wry smile, "Moreover, the historical line has undergone major changes, so it's natural for a new situation to appear. It's just that, in the fight against such an opponent, we may face a particularly cruel situation in the next period of time. "
Because it was impossible to judge the way the opponent controlled the puppet, there was no way to prevent it, and there was no way to predict it. Fatty Li Xi's matter would not be the last time, and the opponent would only become more cunning.
This time, the poisoning was seen through by Wang Lu. That was because the demon race's red blood poison, which should not be known by human beings, happened to be within the recognition range of Wang Lu. But what about the next time? Even Elder Lu Li never said that he could identify all the demon race's poisons, so of course, Wang Lu was even less sure.
Moreover, poisoning was a small matter. As long as the opponent was not stupid, they could easily think of a more effective way: killing each other.
He could control Li Xi to poison the cauldron, and after being seen through, he could also control other people. On the surface, they would pretend to be normal, and then suddenly attack … Even if they didn't succeed, it would damage the trust between the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect.
The golden generation was as close as brothers and sisters, and the decades of tacit understanding was indestructible. However, that was based on the mutual understanding. If the other party could not even be determined whether they were real people or not, tacit understanding and trust were all empty words.
"Moreover, there's a more fatal problem in this." Ouyang Shang bitterly sighed with emotion.
Wang Lu nodded. "When he controlled Li Xi … until I finally detected the red blood poison in the bowl, I didn't even see the slightest clue."
"Me too." Ouyang Shang said, "The disguise is flawless, no different from the real person. Even the most subtle details are perfectly imitated. This can only show that he has completely mastered Li Xi's personality, as well as … his memory."
Wang Lu said, "You golden generation are as close as brothers and sisters. You've been honest with each other for decades, and there are almost no secrets between each other. Therefore … as long as he controls one person, it's tantamount to catching all the others."
Ouyang Shang smiled bitterly.
"Speaking of which, when the sect's Elders trained you, didn't they consider this problem? It's fine when your cultivation is still shallow, but when you have some achievements in the future, when each of you is in charge of a piece of land in Lingjian School … As long as one of you is used with the soul-searching technique, the whole sect is finished, right? "
Ouyang Shang did not answer, but changed the topic. "I wonder how the two junior brothers who returned to the mountain to report … are doing now?"
"On the bright side, since the opponent has been pestering the Ghost Weeping Forest during this time, other aspects should not have enough time to take care of, so they have a great chance of successfully returning to the mountain. But … "
Ouyang Shang said, "But it's hard to imagine that the opponent would expose such a big flaw … Unfortunately, now we can only take one step at a time."
"By the way, I suddenly thought of something just now." Wang Lu said, shook his head, and did not continue. "I hope it's not that bad."
Ouyang Shang glanced at him. With Wang Lu's temper, there was rarely anything that he did not finish. To make him so afraid … I'm afraid that it's not that easy to talk about it.
And that matter, I can also guess, is indeed … I hope it's not that bad.
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In the future Lingjian School, there was a Wang Wu's Law, which was: As long as there is a possibility that Wang Wu will lose her moral integrity, no matter how small the possibility is … she will definitely lose it for you to see.
In the same way, as long as there is a possibility that things will go bad, no matter how reluctant you are, you have to face it.
The thing that Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang were worried about happened one day later.
"Humph!!"
Wang Wu's muffled snort broke the silence of the procession.
The procession was flying quietly over a large river. The river was a famous dangerous place in the vicinity, but it was also a shortcut to return to Blessed Fountain.
A few days ago, Ouyang Shang, Wang Lu, and Wang Wu crossed this river and quickly rushed to the Ghost Weeping Forest from the shortcut. As long as they were more than a hundred feet away from the river surface and were quiet, they would not disturb the powerful monsters at the bottom of the river.
This time, before the procession crossed the river, the procession was very careful. Halfway through the journey, a sudden change occurred.
Ouyang Shang, who was the leader of the procession, immediately looked back and saw that Wang Lu had already arrived at Wang Wu's side. With the Sword of Mount Kun in his right hand, he propped up the Non-Phase Sword Defense to protect her, while the primal chaos sword qi in his left hand lingered at his fingertips, ready to strike.
With Wang Lu's temperament, he should not have been ready to strike. Once he confirmed the enemy's attack, the sword qi would erupt without mercy. However, at this time, he had to endure it.
Because the person who launched a sneak attack on Wang Wu was Liu Xian!
Even Wang Lu did not expect this. He suspected everyone in the procession, but he did not spend too much time on Liu Xian. Because he was a survivor of that year's incident, and also the training elder of the Lingjian School in the real history line, his strength was unfathomable … Although it was Liu Xian one hundred and fifty years ago, Wang Lu inevitably had a preconceived idea.
Only God knew how the opponent seized this flaw, controlled Liu Xian, and launched a swift and fierce sword attack on Wang Wu. If not for Wang Lu putting Wang Wu as a key target to guard … this sword attack could have killed her.
"… The current ten people of Heavenly Sword Hall are all unbearable in the golden generation? Uncle, you're too modest. With this sword attack of yours, even if it's not the best in the golden generation, it's certainly above average. "
Wang Lu looked at Liu Xian in front of him with a somewhat complicated expression. I really didn't expect it to be you … If you want to blame someone, blame that damn history line!
Thinking of this, Wang Lu's primal chaos sword qi no longer hesitated and was about to break out of his body. However, at this time, Liu Xian suddenly looked startled and his face revealed a blank look.
"I … What's wrong with me?"
Wang Lu's sword qi suddenly froze. "Liu Xian?"
Liu Xian shook his head hard. "Just now … I seemed to be in a trance, what happened?"
Then he saw Wang Lu's Non-Phase Sword Defense, as well as the silent Wang Wu next to Wang Lu, who was silently treating the wound on her arm.
Although Liu Xian was not amazing, he was not a fool. He immediately realized what had happened.
"… Did, did I do it? I was just possessed by the enemy and attacked Junior Sister Wang Wu? "
The people around him gathered around and looked at Liu Xian with complicated eyes. Some were suspicious, some were sympathetic … and so on.
Wang Lu inwardly sighed with emotion. The opponent really thought of this trick: Possess and then set him free, leaving behind a mess. Let's see how they solve it.
In the face of a fellow disciple who had a criminal record, the trust relationship of the golden generation … Could it still be maintained?
Could everyone trust Liu Xian unreservedly? Who could guarantee that his current innocent posture was not a disguise? After all, after the possession, the opponent could perfectly reproduce the original owner's every move.
And if he mercilessly killed and executed Liu Xian without hesitation, the people present … Could they really calmly face that pair of blank and innocent eyes? Wouldn't they worry about the devil haunting them in the middle of the night?
This was simply the most brilliant psychological attack …
"Senior Brother … Wang Lu." Liu Xian's voice trembled slightly. "I'm sorry …"
Then, he raised the sword in his hand. The blade was still stained with the blood of Wang Wu's arm, but at this time, it was aimed at his own throat.
Obviously, Liu Xian had already figured out this problem. He had now become a burden and burden in the team. Therefore, he also took out the courage that a member of the golden generation should have, ready to sacrifice himself for a noble cause.
But the next moment, Wang Lu made his move. The Primal Chaos Heaven Splitting Sword Qi shot out from his fingertips.
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