Chapter 118 Fu Zhe Inheritance
Chapter 118 Fu Zhe inheritance
Author: Yu Shanqing
Chapter 118 Fu Zhe inheritance
How to see it?
He didn't know whether it was because he was leaning over the wooden doll, but Chu Yan always felt that his consciousness was a little chaotic these past two days. His thoughts were spinning in his mind, and it was difficult to sort out his thoughts for a while.
Before attending the Good Demon Conference this time, he had never thought that his master had so many secret things behind his back.
Whether it was what Elder Luo and Luo Yunqiang did, or senior brother Hongde's indifference to his safety, or the sect's persecution of Luxia Peak, the truth behind the fall of Patriarch Daoyuan was beyond his previous knowledge.
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In the past few decades, in his eyes, Lingxiao Sect was the most righteous and innocent place in the world.
But now it seems that the so-called first sect of the righteous path is probably no less dark behind the scenes than the demonic sect. The innocence in his eyes is just an illusion. It is not that the sect is innocent, but that he was too ignorant in the past.
Maybe it’s what happened at Luxia Peak in recent days, or maybe it’s Yu Xi’s description during this period.
His firm trust in his master, his master and his senior brothers had begun to waver at some point.
However, he did not want to open his mouth to discuss the rights and wrongs of his sect and master, and all his thoughts finally turned into a helpless sigh.
He asked Yu Xi, "Are you really ready to go to Wuxiang Sea?"
Before Yu Xi could answer, he continued to express his opinion, "Don't go."
"Why?" Yu Xi raised her eyebrows and asked.
Everything that happened in the past two days, Yu Xi never hid from Chu Yan.
Chu Yan was just kind-hearted in the past, but he was not stupid. Not only did Yu Xi see that something was wrong, he also noticed something strange.
"I think Wuxiang Hai... is a conspiracy against you."
Although Chu Yan still thinks that he is a disciple of Lingxiao Sect, it is undeniable that Yu Xi treated him quite kindly during this period, and his life was saved by Yu Xi.
Even if they may have opposing positions in the future, he considers himself not a person who repays kindness with hatred, so he naturally does not want to put Yu Xi's life in danger.
"Don't you think this is all too much of a coincidence?"
Chu Yan carefully recalled all the things that had happened since the moment he escaped from the Demon Palace, "Perhaps it was an accident that Fu Zhe Cave Mansion was touched by me, but after Chang Hui brought Chang Yi to Guijian Ridge, everything seemed to have been touched by me.
It is arranged by people, and each link is closely linked to the other."
Fu Zhe Kung Fu, the cave of Wuxiang Sea, and the method of crossing the sea...
"Even if I am not accidentally involved in Fuzhe Cave, Chang Hui and Chang Yi will come to Guijianling, and Chang Hui has the cave token in his hand. The trajectory of everything will not change from what it is now, one after another.
The purpose of the ring is to let you go to the Formless Sea."
Although he doesn't want to admit it, all this is obviously a conspiracy against Yu Xi.
And the person who orchestrated this conspiracy is most likely his master, Patriarch Daoming.
Chu Yan advised: "Since you already know that the trip to Wuxianghai has hidden dangers, then... don't go."
Yu Xi's fingers holding the wooden doll tightened slightly, "If you don't go to Wuxiang Sea, you may never find a way to crack this wooden doll. Is it possible that you want to stay in this body forever?"
Of course Chu Yan didn't want to.
He sighed softly, "Even if we had entanglements in the previous life, and now we are reborn, if we can't find a way to break the wooden doll, then it is my fate. I can't blame you. This should not be your responsibility."
Chu Yan believed that he owed Yu Xi a lot of favors. If Yu Xi really risked his life for him and went to the Wuxiang Sea, then the debt would be even greater.
What should he repay in this life?
Eyes facing each other.
Yu Xi clearly saw the struggle and helplessness in Chu Yan's eyes, and her heart felt a little sad for no reason.
Her feelings for Chu Yan are very complicated.
It was not the intense love between men and women that the guardians, religious leaders, and sect leaders thought it was, but a feeling similar to mutual sympathy.
Ever since she walked out of the forbidden area of Lingzhou Mountain, Yu Xi had always felt that she was walking on a tightrope. If she made a wrong step, there would be an abyss below and she would be thrown to pieces.
Although she is now the "Demon Lord" and is trusted by everyone in the Demonic Way, this feeling of uneasiness from the bottom of her heart has never subsided.
Because of the secret in her heart, she always keeps a copy of it from everyone.
Except Chu Yan.
Chu Yan and her were like two lonely boats in the vast sea.
"I know what you mean." Yu Xi finally looked away and said softly: "The trip to the Wuxiang Sea cannot be rushed. The wooden doll can still maintain its spiritual power for a period of time. I will continue to send people to search for a way to crack it. If
If you can’t find it elsewhere, then consider going to Wuxiang Sea.”
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While Yu Xi and Chu Yan were talking in the front hall, Chang Hui had returned to the side hall where she and Chang Yi were staying temporarily.
She was about to tell Chang Yi what she had discussed with Yu Xi, when she saw Chang Yi covered in black mist, floating in the air.
It was obvious that he had entered a state of concentration.
There seemed to be a faint aura in the house. Chang Hui originally thought it was Yu Xi's consciousness paying attention to this place, but on second thought, she felt something was wrong.
She had felt the pressure of Yu Xi's consciousness in the front hall of the Demon Palace, which was completely different from this aura.
She immediately became vigilant and used her spiritual consciousness to sweep towards the black mist that enveloped Chang Yi, but was blocked by the mist.
Immediately afterwards, Chang Yi's voice sounded in the sea of consciousness.
"Sister, I'm fine."
It was Chang Yi's voice.
There was a hint of joy in the gentle voice, as well as a hint of hesitation that was not easily noticeable.
Chang Hui was startled for a moment, and then heard Chang Yi's voice echoing in the sea of consciousness again.
"Sister, I have been recognized by Senior Fu Zhe. Senior is willing to pass on his mantle to me."
It would be a lie to say that I am not moved.
Chang Yi is now re-cultivating his martial arts, and he is practicing the techniques created by Fu Zhe. If he can get the mantle passed down by Fu Zhe, his practice will be smoother in the future. It is not impossible to practice to the height that Fu Zhe once reached.
But the problem is, he already has a master.
Although his former cultivation has long since turned into smoke, Chang Yi will always remember that he is a disciple of Luxia Peak and a direct disciple of his master, Patriarch Daoyuan.
The master brought him back to the sect, raised him, and led him into spiritual practice.
He is not only a master, but also a benefactor and relative.
Without the permission of his master, how could he accept others as his master?
Chang Hui understood the confusion in Chang Yi's heart, "Chang Yi, the master has fallen."
"I know." Chang Yi said: "Senior Fu Zhe still has a trace of consciousness in the jade slip. Senior sister, before accepting the inheritance of Senior Fu Zhe, I need to report this to Master. Master.
Is the spiritual tablet on your body?"
Chang Hui looked slightly startled, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Perhaps she had already sensed it somewhere, and when she left Luxia Peak this time, she took a lot of things with her.
Among them is the tablet of Master Daoyuan Patriarch.
After a while, three pillars of incense were lit in front of the tablet.
Far away at the bottom of the Wuxiang Sea, the embarrassed man trapped in chains seems to feel something.
He raised his head in a daze, and a trace of spirit reappeared in his empty eyes.
Chapter completed!