Jiang Zhiwei wiped the blood off her long sword and walked side by side with Mengqi. "Are you all right?"
She paused for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed. After all, she was the one who caused the wound on Mengqi's left shoulder.
"It's nothing serious. It's just a flesh wound. At most, my meridians were hurt by the burst of Sword Qi at the end. I've just taken the Hundred-herb Bolus, so it won't take long for me to recover." Mengqi comforted her and smiled. "If you hadn't struggled and hesitated with the Anatta Sword, I would have been crippled even if I didn't die."
Seeing that Jiang Zhiwei could still remember him after being possessed by the devil and hesitated when making the killing move, Mengqi was quite pleased.
Jiang Zhiwei was half afraid and half emotional. She blushed slightly. "It was like being in a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. Everything in the dream was hazy and I couldn't remember anything except for the desire for flesh and blood and the yearning for killing. Even when I encountered something familiar, I couldn't control my body due to the sluggishness of the similar thoughts. When I used the Anatta Sword, the feeling grew stronger and finally affected the outside of the dream."
"I'm flattered that you can remember me after being possessed by the devil." Meng Qi joked. Then, he said in a serious tone, "If it were someone else, it would be troublesome …"
"Or I might have made a big mistake …" Jiang Zhiwei used the words that Mengqi deliberately avoided.
"Anyway, it's all in the past. Don't worry about it." Mengqi quickly changed the topic. "I thought Senior Su would give you something to protect yourself so that the consciousness of Primogenitor Devil couldn't invade you."
Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, there is …"
She paused and continued, "But it might not have any effect on an encounter like consciousness possession. After all, if it's not a Samsara task, it's useless for the enemy to possess me. If they want to sneak into the Sword Washing Pavilion, they can't escape Master's eyes. If they look through my memory and secretly learn the Supreme Sword Scripture, it's only limited to the part that I've comprehended."
"Furthermore, Master has always been secretive about this matter. I myself don't know what it is, so I've never relied on it."
"To be honest, with your willpower and Sword Heart, if Primogenitor Devil hadn't been at the Dharmakaya realm at its peak and is now almost at the level of a grandmaster, the wisp of consciousness that leaked out wouldn't have been able to possess you. It would have been directly minced by the sword will." Meng Qi was afraid that this matter would damage Jiang Zhiwei's confidence, so he said this.
Jiang Zhiwei chuckled. "But I can't compare to you, who has several secret psychic skills and the Buddha's Lamp. I've been thinking of learning another psychic skill after this task, but by then, I'll probably have opened my Nine Apertures and can directly practice the Dharma Access to condense the Aperture acupoint between the eyebrows from the Supreme Sword Scripture."
She had almost touched the last Innate Aperture. Once the mission was over, she would open it in meditation.
Speaking of this, Jiang Zhiwei's eyes drifted. She looked around as if she was looking for companions. "Little monk, when we were in Zhenwu's Decoy Grave, you used Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth to evoke my memory. This time, you used it to stimulate my soul. What did you see?"
She had been holding back this question for a while. Who didn't have some privacy?
Mengqi coughed. "The Chicken-slaying Sword God."
Pfft. Jiang Zhiwei put on a straight face and wanted to snort, but she couldn't help laughing. "This is my first nickname in my life."
"Ah? The Senior Brothers and Sisters of the Sword Washing Pavilion have never given you a nickname? "Meng Qi was quite surprised." Isn't nicknaming people a long-standing hobby of human beings? "
Jiang Zhiwei sighed. "Although I think I'm quite cheerful, perhaps because of Master's reputation and my outstanding talent, other elders like me but don't get close to me. Disciples of my generation are respectful but don't get close to me. They only praise me and praise me."
"Geniuses also have their own troubles …" Mengqi sighed inwardly.
The two of them didn't say anything else. They stopped talking and focused on finding their companions and guarding against sneak attacks.
Having rescued Jiang Zhiwei first, Mengqi was full of confidence in the following matters. As long as he didn't encounter all three of them at the same time, he could win without any danger.
After walking for a while, a figure flashed out from behind the mountain wall in front of them. He held a dark golden long sword in his hand, looking handsome and noble. It was Zhao Heng, the Fifth Prince of the Great Jin Dynasty.
At the same time, he also saw Mengqi and Meng Qi. He stopped in his tracks and his momentum rose. He took a stance and seemed to be one with the surrounding mountains and rivers. He was very alert.
"Brother Zhao, are you okay?" Mengqi noticed that Zhao Heng's eyes were clear and didn't seem to be possessed by Primogenitor Devil.
Zhao Heng asked in a low voice, "You're not possessed by Primogenitor Devil?"
"Haha," Mengqi threw his head back and laughed. "How can a mere Primogenitor Devil possess me?"
This would make Zhao Heng even more convinced.
Looking at the Buddha's Lamp hanging on Mengqi's chest and sensing his strong confidence and "pride", Zhao Heng relaxed a little. "Primogenitor Devil separated a wisp of consciousness and tried to possess me. It just so happened that I prepared a secret treasure and let them destroy each other."
"What do you mean by just so? I'm afraid you have several secret treasures for different situations …" Mengqi criticized silently. He could feel the style of a tycoon.
Then, he held the Buddha's Lamp in his hand. "Fourth Master, no, Fifth Master, it's better to be safe than sorry. Please accept the lamp's illumination. If there are any remnants of Primogenitor Devil's consciousness or filthy aura, it will be difficult to conceal their traces."
This lamp illuminated the world. There was nothing it couldn't reach, and traces of devils couldn't be concealed.
Hearing Mengqi casually change the way he addressed him. Although he used "Master", there was no sense of respect and his tone sounded like a scoundrel, Zhao Heng's face twitched. He nodded and said, "That's fine. I can also see if there are any remnants of Primogenitor Devil's consciousness."
This wasn't something that could be trusted easily. If one was deceived, their lives would be in danger.
The lamp grew bigger and its flame was the size of a bean. It swayed slightly and its light shone in all directions. When it landed on one's body, it felt warm and clean. A faint yellow light appeared on Zhao Heng's body, but there were no traces of Primordial Spirit consciousness or filthy Devil Qi. Naturally, there were none on Jiang Zhiwei and Mengqi.
Seeing this, Zhao Heng heaved a sigh of relief. "I'm so cautious because I ran into Yushu just now. I was almost controlled by the Boundless Dragon Roar and turned into the flesh of an evil demon. It wasn't easy to get rid of her."
Little foodie? Mengqi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes. "Where is she? With the Buddha's Lamp, we can help her get rid of Primogenitor Devil's consciousness! "
Zhao Heng didn't waste his breath. He turned and walked away. "I'll lead the way."
The three of them walked around the pitch-black mountain covered with a faint glaze. As they went deeper, the Devil Roar and Zen Chant became clearer.
…
A beam of green light fell straight into the deep cave. Bluecloud Progenitor's nostrils emitted a faint glow that covered her whole body. She stood motionless against the mountain wall.
After a while, a tyrannical aura approached. Its Devil Qi soared into the sky. Just the feeling of filth was enough to make one lose control. However, it was also mixed with a strong sense of Zen. It was clean and dignified, without a speck of dust. It cleared away all emotions of irritation, killing, and blood.
Bluecloud Progenitor had stopped absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth through her pores, treating herself as a dead person.
The aura paused near the cave for a moment before moving away.
Bluecloud Progenitor heaved a sigh of relief. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat under her mask. How could something like this happen?
She had only killed two Half-step Exterior Scenery evil spirits and was about to fly back to the entrance when a black hurricane suddenly appeared. It covered the sky and covered the earth. There was no place to hide, and the wind even carried a wisp of Primogenitor Devil's consciousness!
Although it didn't affect her, when the wind stopped, she found that she had accidentally entered the core area and encountered the terrible monster. She had almost died on the spot and had only managed to escape with great difficulty.
"How could this happen? I haven't done anything yet! " From the information she had gathered, Bluecloud Progenitor knew that there shouldn't be such a change in the Demonworld Fragment unless Primogenitor Devil was completely awakened. However, it was obviously not time yet!
She waited for the aura to disappear completely, frowning as she pondered the reason for the change.
This was most likely not her fault. She had only killed two Half-step Exterior Scenery evil spirits in the periphery, which were common in the Demonworld Fragment. If there was a change because of this, it should have happened when they entered the Demonworld!
Did she want to do something that would cause the change?
Of course she did!
Bluecloud Progenitor hadn't told the truth before. She had planned to help Mengqi and the others blow up the passage and isolate the inside from the outside. As soon as they returned, she would immediately set up a formation and burn corresponding talismans to directly "summon" Primogenitor Guangcheng and Yun Zhongzi to "descend". The three of them would join forces to see if they could fight against Primogenitor Devil, who had yet to fully awaken, without the help of the Fate-protecting Three Treasures, and find the impartation of the first move of The Buddha's Palm.
This was the backup plan of the Immortals in case of an emergency. It wasn't like what Bluecloud Progenitor had told Mengqi and the others, that if they couldn't get it, the Myths couldn't either.
However, this was all just a plan. It hadn't been put into practice yet!
Could it be that they had done something to cause the change? Bluecloud Progenitor looked at the entrance in shock.
…
The Matriarch of the West stood near the foot of the mountain on the back of the Golden Phoenix. Not long after, a beam of starlight cut through the sky.
"Is everything alright?" The Military Star Lord was tall and wore a black suit. He was also wearing a mask.
The Matriarch of the West briefly explained what had happened as she led the way.
"Humph, a team that just passed the Death Task dares to meddle in the affairs of the Myths." Military Star snorted. "Can you tell who they are in reality?"
"When I was looking for the Fate-stabilizing Cauldron in the Temple of Eternal Spring, I only knew that the bladesman knew the 'Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky'. But in the Sky-reaching Hall, I discovered that one of them was good at sound attacks and seemed to have a Dharmakaya level celestial tune. Perhaps it was a fortuitous encounter, but one of them had the Destined Providence of the Son of Heaven. Another seemed to have the power of the Half-step Exterior Scenery in advance and could attack from afar with cold light. The last one seemed to know the 'Anatta Sword'. My initial guess is that he's Su Wuming's disciple, but we can't rule out the possibility that others have also exchanged for this sword art."
Military Star's voice became low. "This sword art can only be learned in the Sword Washing Pavilion, apart from exchanging for it. Where did they get so many Karma points?"
"So what? Do you dare to provoke Su Wuming? "The Matriarch of the West's voice was as cold as ice.
Military Star fell silent.
"The Duke of the East was killed by him. No one knows how much he knows about us and the secrets of samsara. It's better not to provoke him. Do you want the Heaven Sovereign to risk exposing his identity to save you?" The Matriarch of the West looked straight ahead.
Military Star let out a long sigh. "I won't provoke him. But I have to check the friends of his disciple to see if there's anyone who fits your description."
