From beginning to end, Jiang Li's head never lifted.
The messy hair covered his slightly drooping face, as well as all his anger and expressions, it seemed like a puppet, let others drag it out to show the public, and was pushed up a cliff by the relatives he once loved the most.
In the known past of Changming, this scene did not happen.
According to the original history, after Luomei Feisheng failed to capture Jiang Li, he always appeared as Jiang Li. In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Li took over the mantle and palm print from the eldest disciple of Wanjian Xianzong and became the suzerain. It was a matter of course, without any disturbance. Luomei slowly consolidated her authority over a long period of time, eliminating dissidents one by one, and finally formed The situation of one man being the dominant player lays the groundwork for his later chess game, and the name Yao Wangnian has never appeared.
When many people forget or die, almost no one remembers the doubts and flaws of Luomei Zhenren in his early years.
Only when Changming and the others put them to death and then return to the past, can these dusty past events and secret stories be revealed.
Jiufang Changming, who should have been in the limelight, has now been completely overshadowed.
All eyes fell on the heavy figure with iron chains on the ground, like a real light, penetrating and tearing, causing the man's originally motionless head to shake slightly and raise his head.
Through the messy hair, even Changming couldn't tell whether Jiang Li was awake or faint.
"A few years ago, I retreated and practiced, and I handed over the affairs of the sect to my disciple Jiang Li, and ordered him to temporarily act as the suzerain. I thought it was safe, but one day someone broke the customs and reported that Jiang Li left for no reason. Shan, completely disappeared."
With the voice of Luomei Zhenren, the whispers gradually quieted down, and many eyes moved from Jiang Li to him.
The plum blossoms on the high platform, the robes are fluttering, the sleeves are stretched, there is no need to use much force to speak, and the complexion is always calm, but the tone has an inexplicable infectious power, and before you know it, a haze of compassion is cast into it. , listen carefully.
This is the highest state of sound transmission and mind capture. It is so immersive and empathetic that it is impossible for ordinary people to notice it.
Jiufang Changming looked at Ouyang, Ren Yusu and others from afar.
Sure enough, Ouyang frowned slightly, Ren Yusu wanted to move, but he was holding him down.
There are Qingyun Temple and several other masters nearby, more or less, also noticed.
But they didn't want to meddle in their own business, and they all adhered to the attitude of watching him become cold-eyed, while cultivators like Xia Zheng and Li Muxing were unprepared and fell into the net at once.
Jiufang Changming thought that if it wasn't for the complete elimination of future troubles, Luomei might not choose today. This is too hasty for Luomei, who is meticulous in her actions. But Luomei had no choice. The incident in Hongluo Town exposed Yao Wangnian and forced Luomei to cut the mess quickly, so as not to let Yao Wangnian, a pawn, ruin her later plans.
"Everyone knows that Jiang Li is not only a poor disciple, but also the Acting Sect Master of the Wanjian Immortal Sect. As soon as this incident came out, it shook up and down, and I had to go down the mountain to find him, until in Hongluo Town, I found that I was an unworthy disciple, and I was with him. Yao Wangnian, a traitor from Japan in the past, colluded. Speaking of Yao Wangnian, this is also a pain in my heart. There are only two direct disciples in my sect, but they went astray and colluded with demons, causing great disaster. Lax, so that there are consequences, today in front of you, this sect will deal with the rebels and give an account to those who died yesterday.
After Luomei finished speaking, her palm turned upward, and a sword light appeared in her hand.
If the moon hangs alone, the sky should be dark, this is the solitary moon sword passed down to the great disciples of Wanjian Xianzong by successive sect masters.
This sword used to be in Yao Wangnian's hands, and later it was given to Jiang Li, and now it's back in Luomei's hands.
Different people use this sword, and the effects are naturally quite different. In Luomei, the Guyue Sword burst out with unprecedented momentum and sharpness. It swept into the air and hovered above Jiang Li's head. It may fall and pierce the opponent's Heavenly Spirit Cover.
Jiang Li, who was entangled in chains, was forced to kneel on the ground on the gossip map in the center of the square. The disciples on the left and right had already left, but he was unable to struggle to escape. He could only raise his head tremblingly, his eyes were cloudy, and his mouth seemed to be gently closing. , but it was so far away that even Changming couldn't tell whether he was speaking or not, and what he said.
The iron chain was also shaking, but there was a magic talisman on it, and this little struggle didn't work at all. Jiang Li's struggle was destined to be in vain.
In a trance, he heard a familiar voice, if it was far away, if it seemed like nothing, it was the real person Luomei, the teacher and relatives he once admired the most.
Those acupuncture-like eyes fell on him, and he didn't realize it, only the voice of the master became clearer and clearer.
When he went down the mountain, he never expected that he would end up like this.
Destroyed and broken, dead without a place to be buried.
He used to have a promising future. As the first big disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, he also acted as the suzerain. Sooner or later, the suzerain will become the suzerain, but all this is now ruined because he wanted to pursue the truth, but Jiang Li did not expect it. , the resistance he encountered was so great that he even lost his life.
Jiang Li suddenly remembered what Yun Weisi said when he was in Hongluo Town. He said that Luomei killed Yao Wangnian and will kill Jiang Li in the future. Letting Jiang Li take the place of the suzerain is not an endorsement of Jiang Li's ability, but only for the sake of winning the house in the future. It is convenient, and the ghosts do not know it. Jiang Li is suspicious. He does not want to believe that the person he has respected and respected since he was a child is actually a devil in human skin.
But now he believed it.
He raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Luomei who was condescending from afar.
Jiang Li seemed to see the complicated look in Luomei's eyes, which made the other party slow to cut off the sword.
He smiled bleakly, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a faint arc of heartbreaking.
Luomei may have some feelings for his disciple, but this old love is far from the overall situation in the other party's heart.
The sword light shone brightly, occupying the entire line of sight.
Jiang Li closed his eyes and waited for the almost predictable ending.
Jiufang Changming moved his fingers slightly, but his expression and figure hardly changed. Like all the onlookers, he was surprised and curious, but he did not show any strangeness.
He felt that Luomei would not kill Jiang Li so easily, because the other party wanted to use Jiang Li as a bait to catch bigger fish.
As expected, the sword light flashed, Jiang Li groaned in pain, blood spilled from his arm, and splashed bright red like ink on the ground.
Deeply visible bone injuries, but not fatal, just torture.
The entire Zhengrong Villa seemed to fall into silence for a moment, but so many people did not say a word, not even whispering, and the hustle and bustle of not long ago was no longer to be seen.
Only one person made a sound in the eerie silence.
"You said that Jiang Li colluded with the demon, is there any evidence?"
It was Ren Yusu, the suzerain of the Kunlun Sword Sect.
Ouyang couldn't hold him back and sighed secretly.
Luomei also sighed: "Fellow Daoist Ren has never seen his temperament changed so much yesterday that he turned to killing."
He waved his sleeves towards Jiang Li and swept it into the air, and the black air instantly evaporated from Jiang Li's body, turning into a ferocious ghost in midair, showing his teeth and claws.
"Hey!" Lin Wenyu gasped, "Is he possessed by demonic energy?"
Most of the people reacted the same way.
His exclamation was not ready for a response, but someone answered him.
"It's not that demonic energy is possessed, but someone locks demonic energy on the iron chain and moves according to the situation. When you want others to see it, others will naturally be able to see it."
Lin Wenyu asked subconsciously, "How do you know?"
Jiufang Changming didn't seem to hear his doubts at all: "Look at the northeast corner."
It was Xunwei, and Lin Wenyu couldn't see why they were staying in the direction they originally stayed, but Li Muxing could faintly see something unusual.
"It seems that there is a slight fluctuation?"
Jiufang Changming: "That's a flaw in the formation. If you want to break through the formation, it's best to come in from there."
Lin Wenyu was suspicious: "Why do you want to break the formation?"
Jiufang Changming: "Because it was a deliberate flaw left by the host, in order to attract people in."
Lin Wenyu didn't know why, but Li Muxing could already hear what he said.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, what do you mean, Sect Master Jiang... He might have accomplices to rescue him? So Luomei Zhenren chose to deal with them here and lead his accomplices out?"
"Li Daoyou is smart."
Before Li Muxing could think further, his feet trembled, and there was a huge fluctuation of spiritual power in the northeast corner. The cultivator who was close to there had already subconsciously stepped back a few steps and showed his magic weapon.
But what came to them was the coldness of the forest that they had not expected!
Everyone couldn't help but their expressions changed dramatically, showing a look of astonishment.
"My magic weapon!" someone shouted.
Everyone looked at the sound, and saw that the frost blade on the man's hand suddenly shattered when the black air hit, and even the man's hands were all dyed black.
The thick black mist gradually dissipated, revealing a figure in a black robe.
Most of the people present were absolutely unfamiliar with this figure.
In addition to Jiufang Changming, and Luomei Zhenren.
The ghostly aura in front of Yao Wangnian's body changed. Wherever he went, others gave in one after another, and more monks surrounded him, but they were afraid.
On the high platform, several grandmasters got up one after another, their faces solemn.
"Where did the ghost repair come from?!"
"There's no reason, the Qianlin Club is a place where the young people come and leave whenever they want!" Liu Zhuangzhu was even more furious.
At this moment, Ouyang heard Ren Yusu muttering to himself.
"Why do I think this person is familiar?"
Ouyang stared at it, and sure enough, he thought it was an old friend.
But the other party's face was covered by a burqa, and only a chin was exposed all over his body. His aura was like returning from a ghost. He really couldn't think of any of his old acquaintances who was actually a ghost cultivator.
"Jiang Li is wronged." The man said faintly, his voice reaching everyone's ears, like a ghost, like a charm, and the coldness was piercing to the bones. "His only fault is that he loves his master so much. He doesn't want to believe the master's true face, so he insists on inquiring about it in person. As a result, he ends up today. Luomei, you dream back in the middle of the night and think of your two apprentices. Is there a trace of emotion?"
"I remember..." Ren Yusu was startled, "He is Yao Wangnian!"
As soon as the name Yao Wangnian came out, even the real Luomei who was not far away also moved slightly.
"Who is Yao Wangnian?"
"Real Luomei has two apprentices, one Yao Wangnian and one Jiang Li. Back then, Yao Wangnian's popularity was much higher than that of Fu Dongyuan or Sun Wuxia today. He is truly a proud son of heaven!"
"Didn't he die miraculously, why is he still here?"
"What did he mean, the real Luomei is going to attack his apprentice?"
Buzzing, the sound changed from big to small, and then from small to big, and all kinds of content were instantly derived in the hearts of everyone.
Luomei's face was pale.
"It's good if you are willing to show up. Your junior brother has been harmed like this by you. There is no other way for the teacher, but to punish evil and remove evil, and to do justice for the heavens. , there is absolutely no room for disciples who collude with demons!"
When he said the last sentence, his face suddenly changed, and his body was abnormally sharp, and his figure jumped up and swept in the direction of Yao Wangnian.
At the same time, the Lone Moon Sword hovering over Jiang Li's head also slammed down heavily. Jiang Li couldn't move and could only wait to die.
If Yao Wangnian wanted to save Jiang Li, he had to show his back and die on the spot. If he wanted to resist Luomei Zhenren's blow, he couldn't take care of Jiang Li, who was dying.
Jiang Li is very important to him, not only the friendship from childhood to adulthood, but also the personal testimony of Yao Wangnian's suffering, because Jiang Li's fate is almost exactly the same as his!
The only difference is that when the tragedy of Jiang Li happened, he could still stand up to stop it, but when Yao Wangnian suffered a change and was killed by his master's plan, no one could help him.
When Jiang Li was alive, someone would fight alongside him against Luomei. If Jiang Li died, he would face the whole world alone as before.
More importantly, he has been reduced to this point, his appearance has been ruined, and he will be a ghost again, alone, with no worries, but Jiang Li still has hope, he still has a chance of life, he doesn't have to be like himself, neither a ghost nor a ghost. live.
At that moment, Yao Wangnian had already made a decision.
The monstrous ghost energy condensed around him, and suddenly pushed towards the Lone Moon Sword!
Yao Wangnian died, and Jiang Li was next.
As long as these two hidden dangers are removed, there will be no more variables.
The spiritual power is like a giant wave, covering the sky, sweeping through the torrent, boundless, making people feel desperate.
Such power should destroy the world.
Spiritual power and ghost energy were intertwined, the wind danced wildly, the sand and stones rose, and the eyes were chaotic and misty, and everyone had to stabilize their bodies so as not to be pushed away.
This is the true strength of Luomei!
Ren Yansu and Ouyang looked at each other, and the latter wanted to stop Luomei. No matter what, the matter was suspicious, and now it has changed from the internal affairs of Wanjian Xianzong to the invasion of demons. Ouyang felt that he could not watch Luomei kill people.
But just as he made his move, Liu Zhengling, the owner of Zhengrong Villa, also moved. He directly slashed his sword in front of Ouyang, blocking the opponent's way.
"What is Ouyang Mansion's intention?"
"Master Liu, please get out of the way!" Ouyang frowned.
"It's enough for a real person, lest it spread to the innocent, the palace lord is better to stay on the sidelines, and don't have to take action."
"If I can't do anything, Master Liu has no right to interfere."
"This is the family business of Wanjian Xianzong!"
Ouyang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he just waved his sleeves away, Liu Zhengling naturally didn't dare to steal his edge, but after so much delay, Luomei's spiritual tentacles had reached Yao Wangnian's back!
Yao Wangnian is bound to die, and he is powerless!
Jiang Li suddenly raised his head and looked straight in the direction of Yao Wangnian. His expression was painful and his body was shaking.
No, there is one more person to save.
Luomei only felt the terrifying spiritual power that came suddenly behind her, like the top of Mount Tai, and her cultivation was as profound as him. Luomei had to withdraw her hands and turn around, first to deal with the sneak attack from behind.
A figure descended from the sky, the two spiritual powers collided head-on, and the rest of the waves caused the two to fly backwards at the same time.
Luomei narrowed her eyes.
He could feel the great pressure coming towards him, and he intuitively felt that he was the only one who was the enemy in his life.
But standing opposite him was "Sun Wuxia" who had just made a splash at the Thousand Forests Conference.
"You, who, who?" Luomei asked word by word.
He thought of Jiufang Changming, who had fought with him in Hongluo Town, but at that time the opponent never had such profound and pure power.
"The mere lack of talent, the nine sides will grow bright."
The other party reached out and brushed his face, his face seemed to have changed, but his hair color instantly turned from ink to frost, it was Jiufang Changming.
"Impossible." Luomei said in a low voice, not because he thought he was fake, but because it was impossible for the other party to advance by leaps and bounds and reach such a state in just a few days.
If Jiufang Changming in Hongluo Town is just a worthy opponent, then Jiufang Changming, who is standing opposite him now, is a terrifying enemy who makes Luomei have no chance of winning!