The old Daoist tilted his head and examined him with his murky eyes for a long time. "I'm not the one who taught you the sword."
"You don't seem surprised by my visit." Qin Ze said in an admiring tone, "As expected of the number one in Daoism."
The old Daoist turned his gaze to a certain empty space.
"Sit down and talk." The old Daoist waved his hand and summoned a bamboo chair. Qin Ze was about to thank him when he saw the old Daoist sitting down.
He looked around awkwardly.
"Are you implying that I'm an uninvited guest?" Qin Ze smiled bitterly.
"Ming."
“”
He moved a small stool into the house and sat opposite the old Daoist. He opened a bottle of rice wine. "A few months ago, Li Xianyu came to Shangqing to pick up the Peerless War Soul. After he returned, Bosch investigated you."
"Senior's Daoist name is Qian Yuan. This Daoist Qian Yuan is older than this country. He interacted with Daoist Wang Chen when he was young. The records of Daoist Qian Yuan only stated that he injured his primordial spirit when he was young. He was often confused and hurt his fellow disciples. "
"Later on, his mental disorder suddenly disappeared and his cultivation steadily increased. However, because he interacted with Daoist Wang Chen, his reputation was tarnished. He was despised by his teachers, hated by his fellow disciples, and criticized by Daoists."
"During the chaos of Quanzhen, he participated in the battle against Daoist Wang Chen. He was heavily injured and was on the verge of death. However, he lost his cultivation and was sent to clean up the sect."
Qin Ze spoke with great familiarity, "Two days ago, Shangqing met with a calamity. Dan Chenzi brought his corrupted teachers and fellow disciples to ask for help. I accidentally learned the truth. Dan Chenzi's Sword of Will was taught by you. "
"Sword of Will. I find it hard to believe that an old Daoist with average talent could cultivate Sword of Will to the extreme level. I have also received confirmation from Li Peiyun. "
"The most unbelievable thing is that senior actually modified Sword of Will. As everyone knows, jokes are not nonsense and adaptations are not fabricated. I have thought about it and other than Daoist Wang Chen himself, I really can't think of anyone else with such ability. "
There was another important piece of evidence that he would not reveal.
A disciple of the Dao Sect with average talent and an injured Essence Spirit.
Reaching the Extreme Grade at such an old age sounded dreamy, inspirational, and pretentious.
But the probability was too small, so small that if you knocked your head on the bed, a system would come out.
Even if there was such a small chance that one managed to cultivate to the Extreme Dao, it would be impossible for one to easily modify the Sword of Will. It would be impossible for one to become a second-generation deity in a Xianxia world.
In short, it was impossible.
How could an Extreme Grade alter a peak-level Extreme Grade absolute art?
The old Daoist didn't hide his special status, whether it was when he taught Dan Chenzi or Li Peiyun. That was why Qin Ze came over openly and bluntly exposed the old Daoist's identity.
He was not afraid of angering the other party.
"Senior Brother Qian Yuan," the old Daoist said leisurely, "Back then, something went wrong when he was cultivating his Yin Spirit, causing his mind to be in a mess. Not only did his cultivation stagnate, he might even be expelled from the sect or imprisoned."
"At that time, the Japanese army had already surrendered. Because I killed hundreds of people from the Cao family, I was not accepted by the righteous forces and was cast aside by the Blood Descendants World. I became the infamous Evil Dao. Heh, the name of Evil Dao still reverberates like thunder 80 years later. "
"That's the prejudice of history," Qin Ze said sincerely.
He wasn't like a certain idiot who was a fanatic fan of Evil Dao and saw his idol as his rival in love. He hated that he couldn't be born in the war-torn era. Well, this wasn't to protect the country, but to snatch Tai Su.
Speaking of which, ever since the short story became popular, Senior Sister Tai Su became a popular female character. It was mainly because of Li Xianyu's description. For example, in my rich experience in reading beauties, this woman could be ranked in the top three.
For example, the first time I saw her, I suspected that I was the reincarnation of Dong Yong.
For a science student to write like that, it must be true love.
But the Evil Dao didn't die, Li Xianyu, good luck. Qin Ze prayed for his little brother in his heart.
"It's not prejudice, I was indeed possessed. In those years, my personality was unstable, I was violent and bloodthirsty. Because of what happened to Senior Sister Tai Su and Junior Sister, I killed hundreds of people from the Cao family, including the women and children. Their bodies and souls were destroyed, I killed them all. "
"At the same time, I also killed the Japanese army that I tricked into coming to help the Cao family. When I realized what I had done, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood in front of me."
"At that time, I suddenly realized that I, who had sacrificed everything to protect this country, might become a demon who brought disaster." The old Daoist paused and didn't continue. Instead, he continued the topic just now, "When I learned about Senior Brother Qian Yuan's experience, I sympathized with him, so I went to Shang Qing to help him stabilize his primordial spirit. But if I want to completely solve the problem, I have to destroy it and then rebuild it. So, I taught him the Sword of Will. "
The drastic change in his temperament was violent and bloodthirsty. This should be the influence of the Lord's Remains in his body. Qin Ze heard from Li Xianyu that slime was an amalgamation of negative energy. It would evoke the negative emotions in the host's heart.
It would make otakus evolve into fat otakus, lazy people evolve into good-for-nothings, saintesses evolve into saintesses, green tea bitches evolve into green tea bitches, and filial children evolve into little bastards who wanted to climb into Great-grandmother's bed every day.
Ordinary people were already like this. Thinking about Daoist Wang Chen's experience, Qin Ze wasn't surprised at all.
The chaos of Quanzhen was inevitable.
"After learning the Sword of Will, his condition gradually improved, and his cultivation increased. But because of this, he didn't receive the attention of his master or the friendliness of his fellow disciples. Because of my bad reputation, he was also hated by others. "
"So, to prove that he had nothing to do with the Demon Dao and to redeem his reputation, he participated in the operation to annihilate the Demon Dao and became the party of justice."
"During the chaos of Quanzhen, he stabbed me with his sword. I asked him why." The old Taoist drank a mouthful of wine and was silent for a moment. "He said, 'The Demon Dao deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. Everyone has the right to punish him.'"
His voice was calm, and his expression was even calmer. It was as if he was talking about someone else's matter and it had nothing to do with him.
But Qin Ze felt that even breathing was difficult.
It was too difficult.
He took a deep breath and spat out the Yu Lei in his chest. "How did you escape in the end? During the chaos of Quanzhen, everyone was watching. How did you deceive everyone and become the current Daoist Priest Qian Yuan? "
"I spared his life, but it wasn't because I was soft-hearted. Back then, in the Quanzhen Underground Palace, I learned of Little Junior Sister's death. I completely fell into the Demon Dao and fused with the corpse. "
"I see." Qin Ze nodded.
Apart from Daoist Wang Chen's Sword of Qi, no one could kill the corpse of an Ancient Demon. Naturally, the heroes of the world couldn't kill it either.
But then, he realized that something was wrong. First of all, the heroes of the world unanimously concluded that the Demon Dao had fallen. It was impossible for him to fake his death. His physical body would definitely be destroyed and burned to ashes.
There was a paradox here. Everyone knew that the corpse of an Ancient Demon had an indestructible characteristic and couldn't be killed.
Secondly, with the combination of the awesome power of the Demon Dao and the corpse, it wouldn't be a problem to overturn the entire Blood Kin World. The Daoist, Buddhist, and other Blood Kin forces should have been annihilated, not the Quanzhen Sect.
"At that time, we had a disagreement," said the old Daoist priest.
"We?" Qin Ze was taken aback.
"Wang Chen was a Daoist disciple. He was kind, simple, and had a pure heart. But his experiences in the years he went down the mountain changed his temperament greatly. Coupled with the influence of the Ancient Demon's corpse, he finally fell into the Demon Dao and developed a split personality.
"The extreme personality said, 'Since everyone in the world has betrayed me, I will destroy the world.'
"The kind personality said, 'This is fate. There's nothing I can do about it. I can use this opportunity to escape from the world and isolate myself from the mortal world.'
"The two personalities were in a stalemate, and in the end, they went their separate ways. The hatred of the world, the reluctance to part with Senior Sister Tai Su and Little Junior Sister, and the obsession with revenge made the extreme personality choose to stay. The other personality turned into a sword of intent and possessed Daoist Priest Qian Yuan. He used his identity to survive and lived in seclusion in the Shangqing for 80 years. "
"I am Wang Chen, but also not Wang Chen."
"The remnant soul that appeared at the Dao discussion …" Qin Ze suddenly understood. That was probably Wang Chen's extreme personality. He had a strong obsession with revenge. He still looked like a young man when he went down the mountain, but he was more flesh and blood, unlike the old senior in front of him who was indifferent and calm.
"He has not completely fallen. His remnant soul is attached to the thumb ring. Yes, it was given to him by Little Junior Sister in Changsha. That thumb ring passed through many hands for 80 years and finally landed in the hands of Li Xianyu. "
"I once looked for him, wanting to fuse with him and let Wang Chen be reborn. But he refused. "
'This old monster can be reborn?!'
Qin Ze's hair stood on end at first, but when he heard the last sentence, he was stunned. "Why?"
"I saw fate," the old Daoist priest said in a low voice. At this moment, he finally revealed a trace of disappointment.
"Fate?" Qin Ze was puzzled.
"Do you know about the Yang God?"
"Legend has it that it is the highest realm of the Yin God. Cultivating the Yang God means that one has achieved the Dao and ascended." Qin Ze knew about this. There were many schools of Daoism, and every school said that their ancestors had achieved the Dao and ascended.
"Achieving the Dao and ascending is also known as transcendence." The old Daoist priest said.
Transcendence? Qin Ze listened for a few seconds and nodded. "From a scientific point of view, this is called the four-dimensional world."
"I'm halfway there, peeking into fate. I once thought that I would be able to transcend, but later I realized that it was an extravagant hope. Nobody in this world can transcend. Fate … "The old Daoist priest sighed." Since fate cannot be changed, there is no meaning in Wang Chen living. "
He didn't speak for a long time. Unknowingly, Qin Ze realized that the bottle was empty. He suppressed the disappointment in his heart and asked, "Senior, do you know what happened outside?"
The old Daoist priest nodded.
"Then do you know that the Buddha has passed away?"
The old Daoist priest nodded again.
Qin Ze put down the bottle, stood up, and bowed 90 degrees. "Senior, please help us kill the ruler and restore peace to the world."
The old Daoist helplessly said, "I told you so much, but you didn't listen to a single word."
Qin Ze bowed and didn't get up.
"The Evil Taoist is dead. Wang Chen's soul has returned to heaven and earth. His story has ended. I am a person beyond the mortal world. "
"Entering or leaving the mortal world is a form of cultivation. Senior is senior, Wang Chen is Wang Chen. You can use your own name to leave the mountain. "
"No need to say more, let's go."
"No, if you don't agree, I will stay here and not leave."
"Can you afford it?" The old Daoist asked.
Qin Ze was speechless.
The balance had been tipped. If the rulers continued to hide for a few more days, it wouldn't take long for Qing Shi to recover to his peak. When he split into three Extreme Daoist Clones, Dorgon, and Beck Richardson with the Kusanagi sword, the Bosch camp would have no chance of winning.
If he couldn't get the old Daoist to leave the mountain, he could only sit and wait for death.
He really couldn't afford it.
"Then I will take all of this wine away." He said fiercely.
The old Daoist thought for a bit and waved at a certain spot in the forest.
With a "crack", a branch broke off and flew towards Qin Ze.
Qin Ze caught it, only to find that the branch had also turned to ash.
He was stunned for a bit, then closed his eyes and said nothing.
After a while, he spoke with a bitter voice: "There is still one more ruler, his whereabouts are still unknown. Senior, can you help me?"
The old Daoist priest glanced at the mountain of boxes.
"A gift given is like spilled water." Qin Ze said.
The old Daoist priest nodded in satisfaction: "Sure."
Qin Ze became spirited.
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