White Bone Daoist …
White Bone Daoist!
These four words almost immediately awakened all his memories.
For a long time, Jiang Wang firmly believed that he was the source of the disaster, the core figure of the White Bone Cult, the White Bone Daoist who was about to welcome the descent of the Evil God. He had been puzzled, pained, struggled, and despaired because of this.
Of course, he had killed Zhuang Chengqian and faced the might of the White Bone Evil God, so he no longer feared the White Bone Daoist.
But …
Wang Zhangji was this generation's White Bone Daoist?
Jiang Wang felt a sense of absent-mindedness. Then, he suddenly remembered that the White Bone Sacred Lord he had seen at the battlefield of Qiyang seemed to have occupied Wang Zhangji's body. Because at that time, Lu Yan had said, "White Bone, you are no longer Wang Zhangji."
At that time, he had been very puzzled, but Zhuang Chengqian had disguised himself as Jiang Yan.
When he had met the current Wang Zhangji in Yong, he had casually described Wang Zhangji's appearance as the White Bone Sacred Lord who had appeared on the battlefield!
But at that time, Jiang Wang had not connected the two, only faintly feeling a sense of familiarity. After all, Wang Zhangji was very unfamiliar to him. After all, even if it was the same body, the difference in temperament would be great.
White Bone Sacred Lord, White Bone Daoist, White Bone Emissary …
A ball of thread seemed to become more and more tangled, but Jiang Wang quickly unraveled the cocoon and touched upon the truth.
After all, he had personally experienced the battle between Zhuang Chengqian and the White Bone Sacred Lord, so he already had a good grasp of the White Bone Cult's information. He also had a deep enough understanding of the White Bone Daoist, the vessel chosen by the Evil God to descend into the world.
The four words "White Bone Daoist" were a kind of designed sorrow in itself.
How powerless were humans in front of the Evil God!
Jiang Wang looked at the man in front of him and imagined the story he had experienced.
In the disaster of Maplewood City's destruction, when his hair turned white and he looked back at his hometown of Maplewood City. Someone else was also in a certain place, watching everything in despair.
They had felt similar pain and felt similar powerlessness. In the terrifying power of the Evil God's descent, they had felt the world collapse.
Their homeland had been destroyed, their homes shattered, and the people they cherished had been crushed like ants.
All they could do was watch.
She opened her eyes wide, not wanting to miss a single scene.
"In the beginning, they also said that I was the White Bone Daoist," Jiang Wang said, looking at the sea.
The reflection in the mirror told him what he had become after all these years.
"He promised me a position in the Bone Divine Nation. Tell me, you'll do everything for me. "
"Looks like you don't believe me," Wang Zhangji said calmly.
"No, I believe you." Jiang Wang said, "I was very gullible at that time."
Wang Zhangji didn't say anything.
He recalled that Wang Zhangxiang at that time was also very gullible.
He believed that his elder brother only had problems with his Dao meridians or his physique. He was confident that if there was a will, there would be a way.
He naively thought that he could rely on his own efforts to solve the problem of his elder brother being unable to cultivate.
Clearly, he had just stepped into the world of cultivation. Why … would he have such delusions?
He had clearly encouraged him to cultivate in the hope that he would leave Maplewood City as soon as possible and never look back. However, he would come back every now and then, bringing all kinds of messy medicine.
He had clearly treated him coldly and foolishly … but he seemed to have seen the pain under the heavy body.
He would always walk into the courtyard with a warm smile.
He could never chase him away …
"I chose to tell my teacher about this matter," Jiang Wang continued, "The dean of Maplewood City's Dao Academy, Dong A. When I was attacked by the Bone Sect's demons, he personally detoxified me and captured the demons himself. He patiently guided me on the problems of cultivation, gave me his jade pendant, and taught me the secret technique to control Dao essence … He did many things for the Dao Academy in the city. "
A hint of pain appeared in Wang Zhangji's distant eyes. This made him come alive. It was as if he had reestablished a connection with this world.
He thought that Wang Zhangxiang's trust in him was even greater than Jiang Wang's trust in Dong A.
When the Bone God took control of this body and killed Zhang Xiang, how much pain must he have felt?
In the last moment of his life, what was Zhang Xiang … thinking?
"The person who betrayed you always made you suffer even more." Wang Zhangji said, "Because you … didn't put up your guard against him."
"Later, I killed him." Jiang Wang's tone was indescribable. "On New Year's Eve two years ago. That street was very long and also very deserted. It rained heavily that day. "
He looked at Wang Zhangji. "I've never told anyone these things, but I think you might be able to understand."
Wang Zhangji was silent for a moment and said, "From the day I was born, there was a pair of eyes watching me. They looked at me without blinking. I only knew when I was twelve years old. "
"At that time, I often had the desire to kill, to kill like a madman. Looking at my father's chattering mouth, I wanted to slit his throat. When a maid walked in front of me, I wanted to take a sword and stab her in the back … I locked myself in my room and refused to see anyone. "
"I searched through all the ancient books collected by the Wang family and bought all the classics of the predecessors that could be bought on the market. I didn't restrict myself to Buddhism, Taoism, Dharma, or ink, but I still couldn't find a way to save myself."
"One night, I was reading scriptures under the oil lamp. When I turned around, I saw that pair of eyes."
Wang Zhangji's tone was so calm.
But the listener could feel the fear even more, the feeling that could drive people crazy.
"It didn't have any emotions, and it didn't communicate with me."
"No matter what I did, whether I scolded it or attacked it, it didn't have any reaction."
"I couldn't reveal its existence to anyone. As long as I had this thought, I couldn't open my mouth. "
"Even if I didn't open my mouth, I could still pass on information. I thought for a long time and thought of a way to ask Grandpa Song for help. He was the Wang family's consecrator and the strongest person I knew at that time … The next day, he died."
Wang Zhangji said slowly, "He said something went wrong during his cultivation."
Jiang Wang could almost imagine that kind of despair.
Mortals were powerless in the face of Gods.
No matter how they struggled and resisted, they could only watch themselves slide into the abyss step by step.
No matter what they did, it was useless.
The more they struggled, the more people they would implicate …
How did a twelve-year-old boy survive those years?
"I tried to commit suicide many times, but I couldn't die. Using a knife, using poison, hanging … Those eyes were always looking at me. Many times, I thought I was dead, but when I woke up, nothing had changed. "
Wang Zhangji said, "I grew up day by day, and those eyes were always looking at me. It was always the same as what I saw when I was twelve years old. "
"I was afraid for many years and thought of many ways, but it was useless. Later, I thought, no matter what the ending was, it should come quickly. I've already given up. "
"If that's my life, I can accept it."
Wang Zhangji lowered his eyes and looked at his hand. "I can accept it …"
He could accept all the endings.
The only thing he couldn't accept was that Wang Zhangxiang had died in front of him.
Jiang Wang calmed down and said slowly, "Today, to be able to meet you in the Mountain Sea Realm, I'm beginning to feel that perhaps it's a kind of fate. I'm not saying that fate allowed us to meet, and I've never believed that there's a high and mighty will treating you and me well. What I'm saying is that it's because we never gave up that we came to this day. The paths under our feet intersect here. "
Wang Zhangji hadn't had any emotions for a long time.
He had never talked to anyone about the past.
But as Jiang Wang said —
"Perhaps you'll understand."
Humans spent their entire lives searching for a kind of resonance.
Everyone needed to be understood, but who could truly be understood?
Who had experienced what he had experienced, felt what he had felt, and suffered from what he had suffered?
But at that time, he, who was curled up in the corner of his body, and Jiang Wang, who had lived to a ripe old age and fled with his sister on his back, had briefly looked at each other in the face of tragic fate.
They had traveled thousands of miles and met again in the Mountain Sea Realm.
"When we were in Yong, I should have talked to you more," Wang Zhangji said softly.
"It's not too late now, because we still have a long way to go," Jiang Wang said. "What about after leaving Maplewood City? I think you've also experienced a lot to get here. "
Wang Zhangji thought for a moment and said, "Although the White Bones Evil God's plan to descend in Maplewood City failed and the White Bone True Elixir was taken away by the Zhuang Kingdom's emperor and minister, he still controlled my Daoist body and successfully escaped.
Later, he set up a trap thousands of miles away and cultivated the White Bone Sacred Body on the battlefield of Qi Yang. He wanted to restart the descent plan … But all of this was within Zhang Linchuan's plan. "
"Bone Messenger Zhang Linchuan?" Jiang Wang asked.
"Now, he's the Lifeless Sect's Patriarch." Wang Zhangji said, "Zhang Linchuan personally chose the Yang Kingdom for the White Bones Evil God to descend. He wanted to use the strong cultivators in Qi to wipe out the White Bones Evil God's will. He had already eliminated all the people who were loyal to the White Bones Evil God in the White Bones Path. He teamed up with Lu Yan and White Lotus and attacked the White Bone Sacred Body when the Sacred Lord of White Bones was weak. I also took action at that time and expelled the White Bones Evil God's will. "
"Later … Zhang Linchuan took over the White Bone Sacred Body. My soul also left my body and took over his body. That's why you see me like this now. "
Wang Zhangji's narration was very simple. He explained the matter in a few words and his tone was very calm.
But Jiang Wang, who had a deep understanding of the White Bones Evil God, felt the waves in it.
He didn't know that there was such a thrilling past until today!
Zhang Linchuan once said that he often felt that there was a knife poking at him from behind. Every moment was urgent.
He knew that Zhang Linchuan was ambitious.
But he really didn't expect that Zhang Linchuan's ambition would be so big. He used his body to plot against God and wanted to reach the sky in one step … He actually did it!
Outside, there was Zhuang Gaoxian, Du Ruhui, Dong A, the resistance force of the entire Maplewood City, and even Chongxuan and Chu Liang on the battlefield of Qi Yang.
Inside, there were three elders, a Saintess, twelve bone faces, and even Wang Zhangji's will was hidden in the White Bone Sacred Body.
He was just an emissary among the many higher-ups of the White Bones Path. His cultivation and experience were very limited.
However, he was the one who succeeded in this matter. In such a chaotic situation, he was able to seize the greatest benefits. He borrowed power from many sides and plotted to seize the sacred body. Everyone made a wedding dress for him.
And Wang Zhangji?
A mortal whose cultivation was directly restricted.
In an era when the White Bones Evil God had changed its strategy because of Zhuang Chengqian and put many restrictions on the body of a Daoist, he was still able to persist and not be destroyed by the will of the White Bones Evil God.
On the contrary, he even used the will of a mortal to expel the will of the White Bones Evil God!
This was a magnificent feat that could be called a miracle!
These two people cooperated and competed with each other. In the end, they even exchanged bodies. How wonderful was the process?
It was too hard to imagine and too amazing!
"I roughly know why you were watched since birth … But you should be the last White Bones Daoist." Jiang Wang said in a serious tone, "The White Bones Evil God has already formed the embryo of Dao. He can be born in the world at any time without being rejected. Perhaps he has already been born in some corner of the world and is silently growing. "
Wang Zhangji raised his eyes and looked at him. Obviously, this information was very important to him. "How do you know?"
Jiang Wang calmed his emotions and said, "I also experienced another resistance against the White Bones Evil God … a resistance that lasted for several hundred years."
That was indeed a very difficult battle, but it could also be called a magnificent battle.
Especially the final battle. Almost every step was on the edge of life and death.
Even now, when he thought about it, he was still shocked.
Even if he could do it all over again, he might not be able to achieve the same result …
He said somewhat ruefully, "I don't know if you're interested in hearing the story of the previous White Bones Daoist?"
"I'm very interested in everything about the White Bones Evil God." Wang Zhangji looked at the seat next to him and said, "Sit."
Jiang Wang took a few steps forward and subconsciously glanced at the mechanical Mahoraga standing on the surface of the water.
Wang Zhangji immediately said, "Don't worry. They're just asleep."
"That's for the best." Jiang Wang breathed a sigh of relief. He walked over and sat down next to him. "They're my friends."
If Zuo Guangshu had suffered some irreversible injury, he really didn't know how to get along with Wang Zhangji.
This kind of concern was naturally also out of goodwill toward Wang Zhangji.
Wang Zhangji thought for a moment and said, "This woman is actually very strong, but her soul is very flawed."
He didn't mention Zuo Guangshu. Perhaps Zuo Guangshu didn't seem very strong to him, or perhaps Zuo Guangshu hadn't recovered yet when they had fought, so he hadn't been able to do much.
Or perhaps … he subconsciously felt that the person Jiang Wang valued so much should be the female Yue Tiannu. Even if she was a puppet.
Jiang Wang and Yue Tiannu actually didn't have much of a friendship, nor did he care much about her. But after thinking for a moment, he still asked, "Does Brother Wang have any suggestions?"
Wang Zhangji said, "She actually doesn't need my suggestions. If she has to say something … I'll tell her, 'Comprehend the nature of treasures, the body of the spirit boat.' "
"Comprehend the nature of treasures, the body of the spirit boat …" Jiang Wang repeated, then couldn't help but ask, "What does that mean?"
"If you tell her, she'll naturally know," Wang Zhangji said. "Now, let me hear your story."
Jiang Wang didn't hesitate. After thinking for a moment, he said, "This story will begin with Zhuang Chengqian splitting the land and establishing the country …"
Immediately, he began to narrate in detail the several hundred years of conflict between Zhuang Chengqian and the White Bone Evil God, describing that soul-stirring battle in the ancient demon cave, all the way to the Mountain Sea Realm and into the night.
A faint golden light flowed on the body of the mechanical Khoroja, as if illuminating the two people conversing.
One had a bundle of hair, the other had a drape of hair, one was calm and steady, one was cold and sparse, rippling in the water.
This long story finally came to an end.
When Jiang Wang reached the part where he finally destroyed Zhuang Chengqian's remnant soul, Wang Zhangji couldn't help but praise, "Truly a wonderful story."
Then he added, "Very wonderful!"
Given his temperament, this was already an extremely rare expression.
"That's right," Jiang Wang also sighed. "Even now, when I think of Zhuang Chengqian, I still feel like I can't breathe. It's also not the first time that I've realized how terrifying the gods of the Netherworld are. We definitely don't have the qualifications to look down on them. "
Wang Zhangji said, "I'm talking about you. It's very wonderful."
Jiang Wang subconsciously wanted to respond modestly, but for some reason, in front of the current Wang Zhangji, modesty seemed like a kind of hypocrisy.
He thought for a moment, then said seriously, "I really do have to thank myself. No matter what situation I am in, I never give up. I have to thank all of my past efforts, allowing me to walk so resolutely into the future. "
The golden light on the mechanical Khoroja's body had already reached some distance away.
But Jiang Wang's entire body still seemed to be bathed in the light.
This was a kind of radiance that came from the inside out. This kind of intention and heart was different from that of humans.
"Have you ever thought about what kind of future that will be?" Wang Zhangji asked softly.
"I actually haven't thought about it," Jiang Wang said.
How could a person not think about the future?
Unless … it was truly too far away. So far away that even he, who was already famous throughout the world, still felt that it was unattainable.
In truth, Wang Zhangji completely understood these words, but he still said, "There's no harm in imagining it."
Jiang Wang thus seriously thought about it, then said, "If I think about it now, I still don't know what the future will be like. But I think that in that future that might or might not come, there will definitely be no Du Ruhui, no Zhuang Gaoxian, no Zhang Linchuan, and no White Bone Evil God. "
Wang Zhangji said, "You'll see that day."
He raised his eyes to the sky, his voice filled with boundless longing and melancholy. "We'll all see that day."
Jiang Wang felt very subtly moved in his heart.
In truth, he wasn't very familiar with Wang Zhangji. In the past, they had never interacted with each other in Maplewood City. After leaving Maplewood City, they had only interacted a few times.
But at this moment, in this Mountain Sea Realm, sitting next to Wang Zhangji, for some reason, he didn't feel so lonely.
It was like walking through the endless night, holding a flame alone in the dusk. Even though you were brave and fearless, even though you kept telling yourself that you could walk to the end of the long night alone.
But when you suddenly discovered another torch, walking in the same direction as you, burning in the long night like you … …
You would feel warm.
The only thing that could light up a flame was another flame.
This night would last forever.
"I think so too," Jiang Wang said.
"That's right," Jiang Wang said seriously, "You said before that you were waiting here for the Nine Jade Walls. If you need it, I have two pieces here. I can give you one. "
"You fought for it with your sword. How can I just take it away?" Wang Zhangji held the fishing rod and said indifferently, "Keep it for yourself. I don't really need it. Besides, you can take it from others. "
Jiang Wang thought about how he silently killed Moon Slave Zuo Guangshu, so he didn't say anything.
He just said, "Actually, I don't know what's the use of fighting for the Nine Jade Walls. It's just a key. Can't it be used to come and go? "
"What if there's more than one lock?" Seeing that Jiang Wang was a little stunned, Wang Zhangji said, "I'm just saying. After all, I don't know much about this place."
"But what you said makes sense," Jiang Wang said.
Wang Zhangji shook his head gently. "There's something wrong with this world. I sense that the Nine Jade Walls may represent some kind of law. The more you master, the more you can protect yourself … "
At this point, he changed the topic. "If possible, I'd like to ask you for a favor in the future."
Jiang Wang didn't agree immediately. Instead, he asked, "Can you tell me what it is?"
For someone like Jiang Wang, no one would think that he was shirking. A man of his word wouldn't make promises lightly. He wouldn't make promises that he couldn't fulfill.
Wang Zhangji didn't hesitate and said bluntly, "This body isn't very good. I need to make more preparations. I saw an opportunity in the Mountain Sea Territory. "
He could escape unscathed from the Kui Cow's pursuit. This body wasn't very good?
Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment before he realized that Wang Zhangji might be talking about the aptitude.
After all, Zhang Linchuan had painstakingly planned to abandon this body for the White Bone Saint body. It was enough to show the difference in aptitude between the two bodies.
"If I can help you, I'd be happy to," Jiang Wang said.
Wang Zhangji said, "If the opportunity arises, I'll contact you. If there's no good opportunity, then I wish you good luck. "
"Okay." Jiang Wang nodded. Looking at his movements, he finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you fishing for?"
Wang Zhangji looked at the fishing line hanging in the deep sea and said calmly, "I'm not fishing for anything. I'm fighting for the right to fish."
Jiang Wang was even more confused. "Fighting for the right to fish? With who? "
"You'll understand in the future," Wang Zhangji said as he handed over the fishing rod. "I'll leave it to you."
Jiang Wang somewhat blankly took the fishing rod. It was smooth and warm to the touch.
Other than that, he didn't feel anything else.
"If they continue to sleep, it'll be very difficult for them to wake up … Let's stop here for today." Wang Zhangji gave him a deep look and said, "I'm very happy to see you."
"With a gentleman on the same journey, the long road is not lonely," Jiang Wang said seriously.
Then, right before his eyes, Wang Zhangji suddenly vanished.
To say that it was' sudden 'was not accurate, because his disappearance wasn't sudden. On the contrary, it was natural and calm.
It was like a meticulously drawn landscape painting that was silently missing a leaf or a blade of grass. The composition of the painting was not lacking in the slightest.
What difference did it make if there was one more leaf or one less?
The night was pitch-black, and the Golem Mahoraga stood in the darkness.
Jiang Wang sat alone on the surface of the water.
Everything he had just experienced, everything they had talked about, seemed like an illusion.
How could it be an illusion?
Jiang Wang held the long fishing rod in his hand. He felt that the fishing line hadn't hooked anything. He gently raised the fishing rod, and ripples appeared on the surface of the sea, as if something had been broken …
The fishing rod in his hand also disappeared.
The entire world seemed to be calling out to some kind of great wave.
The Golem Mahoraga, which had stopped not too far away, turned its snake-like eyes.
Crack, crack.
The night began to flow once more.
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