Time back to half an hour ago.
Yun Weisi, Jiang Li, Chi Bijiang, and Yao Wangnian were still trapped in the courtyard of the yamen, filled with black mist and ghosts.
The three golden lines draw three circles and enclose the four people inside, like three barriers, the black mist can't linger and slowly eat away, the first golden line has been embezzled, and the second golden line is also faintly diluted. sign.
Yao Wangnian threw three black talismans, and the talismans turned into three skulls in midair and sucked into the black mist, instantly sucking the surrounding black mist into his mouth, but then the skeletons trembled and exploded one after another. Explode and reset to the original point.
Seeing that Yao Wangnian still wanted to use talisman spells again, Yun Weisi said, "These mists are originally meant to restrain you. The stronger the ghost repair spells, the heavier the backlash will be. If you don't want to die, stop and step back."
Under the mask, Yao Wangnian couldn't see his expression clearly. He seemed unwilling, and sneered at him, "You have demonic energy, how can you be better than me?"
Yun Weisi said lightly: "I once became a demon, but someone would save my life at all costs. I have reconciled with myself, how about you?"
How about you
Yao Wangnian also asked himself.
Of course he couldn't reconcile with himself, even if he didn't have a body and not become a demon, his heart would have already been enchanted.
Died in pain, an obsession has not disappeared, struggling, purgatory tumbling, and finally the soul is immortal, refining into a ghost cultivator.
But how can ghost cultivation be easy to cultivate
His body once perished in the fire, and was pieced together bit by bit. Because he couldn't find a body that could fit his spirit, he dragged his own body and hid in a dark place to cultivate, day after day. Year after year, he doesn't even know how long it has passed outside, only that the body and the ground below him melt and decay together, and eventually merge into one, but the resentment grows year by year, and now, he doesn't even know that he has become what a monster.
Even a ghost cultivator, there is no such ugly ghost cultivator, a person is not a person, a ghost is not a ghost.
No matter where he went, Yao Wangnian could always smell a burning smell. At first, he was a little strange, and he looked around. Later, he realized that the smell came from his own body.
He didn't even know what the rush of his cultivation was, only hatred and resentment in his heart supported him to live like a walking corpse.
There is no tomorrow, there is no hope, this is Yao Wangnian before he came to Hongluo Town.
"You should be lucky, I haven't completely lost my mind yet, otherwise I will kill you when I see you, Wanjian Xianzong Jiang Li, instead of standing here talking nonsense with you."
Yao Wangnian laughed hoarsely, as if he was asking Jiang Li, but also himself.
"Why do you live and I die? If I were you, I could stand here and ask with hoarse voice why you became like this, and what's the difficulty?"
"Do you want to know why I am like this? You don't want to know, you only care about the predicament you are encountering now, if it weren't for the dead people in Hongluo Town, you suspected me, I'm afraid it's none of your business now. "Sect Master Jiang, don't you treat yourself as your high-ranking sect master, and come here to make a private visit and observe the suffering of the people?"
Yao Wangnian felt disgusted when he saw Jiang Li's heart-wrenching appearance. He wished that he could smash the corpse of the person in front of him into tens of thousands of pieces, so as to slightly dispel the lingering shadows and hatred in his heart.
The more he continued, the more insane the hatred burned. The eyes behind the mask were blood-red and violent, and his whole body was filled with ghostly energy, and it seemed that he was about to lose control.
"You've been like this since you were young, you don't care about anything, but in the end everything is yours, and now you dare to appear in front of me—"
Before the words were finished, people were hugged tightly.
Chi Bijiang let out a low cry, as if to hold Jiang Li, but it was too late.
Jiang Li hugged Yao Wangnian tightly, ignoring the other party's ghostly anger and cut himself.
"I know what I say, and you won't forgive me. I really can't understand your pain, but at least I know how you came here all these years. When I heard the news of the death and noticed something different, I should have pursued it. Yes, but I didn't find anything, so I gave up halfway. If I had known earlier, I would have known..."
Jiang Li was in pain.
The person he was holding was a senior brother who had grown up with him since childhood. The two used to be so close, sleeping and eating the same thing, practicing and growing up, except that they were not related by blood, they were no different from real brothers. It's not that he didn't go to investigate what happened back then, but to investigate in many ways, but if he had known that Yao Wangnian was not only not dead, but also tortured day and night, he would continue to investigate anyway.
His pain stemmed from guilt, especially when he heard these words and saw Yao Wangnian's appearance, Jiang Li knew that for the rest of his life, no matter what, he would find justice for his senior brother.
If this justice cannot be found in Wanjian Xianzong, then he will look outside and stab a hole in the sky.
"Can you tell me what happened back then?"
"If I told you the result was to make you an enemy of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect?" Yao Wangnian asked coldly, unmoved.
"Right and wrong, if it is really you who harmed the Wanjian Xianzong, then I will turn the entire Wanjian Xianzong upside down, and I will also reverse the case for you."
"What if there is our master among the people who harmed me?"
Jiang Li was stunned, he slowly raised his head and looked at Yao Wangnian.
Those eyes were full of mockery.
Jiang Li was silent.
Yao Wangnian's heart was unsurprising, he pushed his sleeves and pushed him away, but Jiang Li turned away the ghost with his backhand and grabbed his arm with one hand.
"If you have real evidence, even Master, I will ask the truth." Jiang Li said, "I want to know what happened to you back then!"
The second golden line was about to be broken through by the black fog. Chi Bijiang and Yun Weisi were forming seals to reinforce the surrounding barriers, delaying time and resisting the black fog.
Yao Wangnian had time to finish his story, but every time he recalled it, he felt chills in his fingertips and chills in his heart. Over time, he even deliberately forgot.
"then-"
When he went down the mountain to practice, in a rural town not far from Wanjian Xianzong, he encountered a strange thing.
Every night, several people died in the village, inexplicably, people were panicking.
Yao Wangnian passed by the village and originally just borrowed some water to drink. Because this matter was strange and unusual, he decided to stay and investigate.
After nightfall, the village was as silent as death. Everyone fell into a deep sleep and could not wake up. Only Yao Wangnian was still awake. He quietly lurked in the corner, hiding his breath, and found that the black air was overflowing from the well and drifting silently towards him. Every household penetrates through the cracks of the doors and windows, and penetrates into the nostrils of every sleeping person, making them sleep more deeply, and among these sleeping people, there will always be someone who will die silently.
The dark air disappeared during the day, and he dived into the well, and found that there was a cave inside, and there was still a dream demon hidden in it.
"I tried my best to kill the Dream Demon and got a Soul Gathering Orb from him."
Yun Weisi's eyelids twitched when he heard the word gathering soul beads.