"Nephew, was Brother Lu's body intact when he died? Were you there when he was buried? "Long Zhijie turned to look at Lu Yuanshan, who was ten meters away.
In the Central Plains, there had always been a practice of cenotaphs.
The so-called cenotaph was to use the remains of the deceased as a replacement for the body.
Cenotaphs were usually set up under two circumstances. First, the deceased's body had already rotted away or could not be found. In this case, the family would choose to bury the deceased's beloved or last worn clothes, hats, shoes, and socks. Second, the deceased had already been buried elsewhere, but in order to commemorate the deceased's spirit, a new cenotaph was set up. The cenotaph would contain the deceased's belongings as a memorial.
According to the rules of the Maoshan Sect, after the death of the Sect Leader, his body must be buried on the Maoshan Sect to protect it.
From this, it could be seen that the cenotaph in front of him was definitely not a new one.
Long Zhijie speculated that either Lu Ji's body had been destroyed by Cui Ziwen, or Lu Ji was still alive.
"My father died of poison. His body was intact. I was his only son, so of course I was there when he was buried," Lu Yuanshan replied.
Long Zhijie's question made him feel a little puzzled.
Lu Yuanshan's words made Long Zhijie's eyes light up.
So it was like that! Brother Lu was still alive! Long Zhijie was shocked. The shoe in the coffin was only Lu Ji's trick.
Why would he do that? Could it be that he was going to become an immortal?
Impossible! Long Zhijie immediately denied this hypothesis of his.
Even if Lu Ji really wanted to become an immortal, he had to pass down the position of the Sect Leader of the Maoshan Sect. This was his responsibility and his duty, and he could not shirk it.
However, according to Lu Yuanshan, Lu Ji was still the Sect Leader of the Maoshan Sect when he died. From this, it seemed that he would not have become an immortal at that time.
This was strange. If he was not going to become an immortal, then where did Lu Ji go? Why did he use a trick to hide it from the future generations? What exactly happened that night? If the murderer was really Cui Ziwen, why didn't he go and clean up the sect? If the murderer was not Cui Ziwen, then who could it be? Why did Lu Ji not reveal himself?
Countless questions kept appearing in Long Zhijie's mind, circling endlessly.
It seemed that this matter was not as simple as he had imagined.
"Senior Long, why are you suddenly asking about this?" The puzzled Lu Yuanshan asked Long Zhijie.
"It's nothing," Long Zhijie replied. "I was just worried about whether or not Brother Lu's body would be destroyed by Cui Ziwen, so I asked. Fortunately, you were present when Brother Lu was buried. Otherwise, that Cui Ziwen would definitely have come to disturb the funeral and disrespect your father's body."
Long Zhijie cleverly answered Lu Yuanshan's question.
Right now, he couldn't trust anyone's words. He wanted to investigate this matter in secret.
"Senior, you worry too much," Lu Yuanshan said. "Cui Ziwen had yet to succeed. Everyone in Mao Mountain was looking for him. No matter how bold he was, he wouldn't dare to come to us."
"You're wrong," Long Zhijie said to Lu Yuanshan. "The reason you weren't able to find him back then wasn't because the Mao Mountain disciples were incompetent, but because Cui Ziwen never left Mao Mountain."
What?! Hearing this, Lu Yuanshan was shocked.
He immediately understood what Long Zhijie meant.
"Senior, you mean …"
"The most dangerous place is the safest place," Long Zhijie said calmly.
"So that's how it is!" Lu Yuanshan frowned.
Back then, he had mobilized the entire sect and sent out invitations to search for the traitor of Mao Mountain, Cui Ziwen, along with the other sects.
Even so, Cui Ziwen was still nowhere to be found. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.
It seemed that Long Zhijie's analysis was correct. After Cui Ziwen stole Mao Mountain's Secrets of Truth, he didn't leave Mao Mountain. Instead, he stayed!
"This Cui Ziwen is really full of tricks!" Thinking about how he missed the best opportunity to kill Cui Ziwen, Lu Yuanshan was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"Brother Lu, don't worry. I won't let you die in vain," Long Zhijie said as he picked up the gold foil paper money he brought from the foot of the mountain and burned it in the copper basin in front of Lu Ji's grave. "Your spirit in heaven must bless me to find out the truth and punish the murderer severely."
Amidst the raging fire, Long Zhijie narrowed his eyes with a serious expression and held the Black Dragon Sword in his hand.
Two hours later, Long Zhijie in a white robe and Yamada Keiko in a red dress appeared at the foot of Mao Mountain, walking side by side.
"Sir, where are we going now?" Yamada Keiko, holding the red flower sword, asked Long Zhijie.
"Cuiming Hall," Long Zhijie replied.
"Sir, are you going to avenge Sect Master Lu Ji?" Yamada Keiko asked with a frown.
"Avenge?" Long Zhijie smiled. "He's not dead. What's there to avenge?"
Yamada Keiko was stunned by Long Zhijie's words.
"Not dead?" The smart Yamada Keiko instantly understood the meaning of Long Zhijie's words. "Sir, you mean Sect Master Lu Ji, he …"
"He's still alive," Long Zhijie said lightly.
"What's buried in the tomb?"
"A shoe," Long Zhijie said with a smile.
"Sir, do you mean that Lu Yuanshan deliberately lied to you?" Yamada Keiko asked.
"He knows nothing about this matter," Long Zhijie replied as he walked.
"There's something wrong with this person," Yamada Keiko said with a serious face.
"Oh?" Long Zhijie turned his head to look at Yamada Keiko with interest and said with a smile, "You think there's something wrong with him?"
"What, sir, can't you see it?" Yamada Keiko looked up and asked Long Zhijie.
"Tell me, what do you see?" Long Zhijie turned his head and said with a smile.
"When we were waiting for him in the side hall, he and his disciple stood outside the hall for a long time," Yamada Keiko said to Long Zhijie.
"What does that mean?" Long Zhijie asked with a smile.
"They were observing us," Yamada Keiko said.
"What else?" Long Zhijie asked with a smile on his face.
"When Lu Yuanshan came in, it was obvious that he came prepared," Yamada Keiko said.
"Oh?" Long Zhijie asked with a smile, "How do you know?"
"As far as I know, the people of the Central Plains will bow to each other when they call themselves the Immeasurable Deity, but Lu Yuanshan did not do so," Yamada Keiko said. "I saw a golden light flickering in Lu Yuanshan's sleeves. I think he must be ready to attack at any time."
"What else?" Long Zhijie continued to ask.
"His disciple also has a problem," Yamada Keiko replied.
"Oh? You mean the Taoist called Dao Xian? "Long Zhijie asked with a smile," He also has a problem? "
"Yes," Yamada Keiko said with a nod.
"What's wrong with him?" Long Zhijie asked Yamada Keiko while admiring the scenery along the way.
"I don't know," Yamada Keiko replied with a frown. "I always feel that this person is strange."
"Anything else?" Long Zhijie turned his head to look at Yamada Keiko with a smile.
"That's all I can see," Yamada Keiko replied.
"As expected of the Black Feathers Ninja, your eyesight is outstanding." Long Zhijie smiled and said, "You're right. Lu Yuanshan and his disciple Dao Xian do have a problem."
"Do you think so, sir?" Yamada Keiko looked up at Long Zhijie.
"Not only do they have a problem, but they have a very big problem," Long Zhijie said.
"A very big problem?" Yamada Keiko was puzzled.
"Everything is as you said. Lu Yuanshan and his disciple carefully sensed the breath of you and me before entering the side hall," Long Zhijie turned his head and said calmly, "When Lu Yuanshan entered the door, he was indeed ready to attack, but what you saw was only the hand in his sleeve in front of him, but you didn't see the hand behind him."
"The hand behind him?" Yamada Keiko frowned. "Do you mean …"
"He made two preparations. The first was Pure Yang, and the second was Pure Yin. He could attack or defend," Long Zhijie explained.
"I heard that the Daoist Schools of the Central Plains all aim to become a Pure Yang True Immortal. Lu Yuanshan is the leader of the Maoshan Sect. Why would he have Pure Yin energy?" Yamada Keiko had a puzzled look on her face.
"You're right. Most people who practice Taoism aim to become immortals, but this path is too difficult to walk. It requires breathing, refining lead and mercury, subduing dragons and tigers, and filling in the ridges to catch the immortal," Long Zhijie explained to Yamada Huizi. "In addition, you have to accumulate merits and virtues, comprehend the Great Tao, gather the three flowers above your head, and gather the five Qis in the Mind. You have to cultivate your nature and your life. You have to have good fortune and good fortune. Long Zhijie continued, "Thus, many people no longer aim to become a Pure Yang True Immortal. Instead, they choose to take a different path and train in Pure Yin techniques."
"Pure Yin techniques? Is it the Dao of Ghosts? "Yamada Keiko asked.
"It's much more powerful than the Dao of Ghosts. The people of the Central Plains call it Ghost Immortals," Long Zhijie said.
"Ghost Immortals?" This was the first time Yamada Keiko had heard of this term.
"Pure Yang means Immortals, while pure Yin means Ghosts. Where there is Yin, there is Yang. Ghosts are one of the living beings of the Six Daos. Naturally, they can train and become Ghost Immortals." Long Zhijie continued to explain, "There are two ways to train in Ghost Immortals. The first is to train in death, while the second is to train in life. After death, the vast majority of those who train in death are souls who died a violent death. Because their resentment is too great, they are unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation, and so are forced to embark on the path of cultivation. As for those who train in Ghost Immortal techniques, their goal is to become a Ghost Immortal. While they are alive, they begin to constantly absorb yin energy in order to prepare for their training after death. "
"I didn't expect there to be such a training method in the world." After hearing Long Zhijie's explanation, Yamada Keiko sighed with emotion.
"The Daoist Schools of the Central Plains are vast and profound. There are many schools, hundreds of thousands of training methods, and countless unorthodox methods."
This Ghost Immortal training method is nothing more than the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the ocean, "Long Zhijie said with a laugh.
"Do you mean that Lu Yuanshan wants to become a Ghost Immortal, so he has yin energy in his body?" Yamada Keiko asked.
"I don't know if he wants to become a Ghost Immortal or not. I only know that the yin energy in his body is extraordinary." Long Zhijie said with a smile, "Although he used Maoshan Daoist techniques to forcibly suppress the yin energy, I still saw some clues."
"What clues did you find?" Yamada Keiko asked curiously.
"Didn't you just say that there is something wrong with his disciple?" Long Zhijie said as he looked at Yamada Keiko, "To tell you the truth, he is not a human at all. He is a demon. The yin energy in Lu Yuanshan's body came from him."
Yamada Keiko's beautiful eyes widened in shock when she heard Long Zhijie's words.
"What? That Dao Xian … is a demon? "Yamada Keiko said in shock," What kind of demon is he? "
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