"… "
Jianchou could not respond to him, nor could he answer him.
Just like when she heard him say those words beside the small rock pond on Dengtian Island, a new door was opened and she entered a new world. But at this moment, she was just like she was then, without the ability to evaluate and judge it.
All we can do is listen and watch.
In a sense, this was the first time that Fu Chaosheng, a great demon, revealed his evil nature and fangs to her, his old friend, after they first met; in another sense, he revealed himself to her and revealed all his feelings to her.
As a friend, Jianchou could not help but be moved, and even felt for the first time that Fu Chaosheng, an "old friend", existed so truly;
But as a human being and as a monk, she couldn't help but feel vaguely confused and dissatisfied.
From Fu Chaosheng's point of view, is he wrong
It seems not.
From the perspective of Lu Song and those innocent mortals who lost their lives, were they wrong
It doesn't seem so.
The law of the jungle is the true principle bestowed upon all living beings in this universe.
Just this one sentence kept echoing deep in her mind, impacting all the inherent cognition she had since she could remember, destroying it, but she could never rebuild it.
There are only ruins, broken bricks and tiles...
She stood there examining them, and gradually became distracted, not even noticing when Fu Chaosheng left.
It's getting late.
Tomorrow's starry sky was still gloomy and the stars and the moon were hidden. There were faint sounds of insects around and the sound of drinking and merrymaking coming from the streets in the distance.
When Jianchou came to his senses, the steps under the eaves were already empty.
Who knows
At this moment, her heart was a thousand times more confused than before she attained enlightenment beside the Zen ashes pond.
The problem of the witch being sad can still be solved.
But what was in front of her at the moment was clearly a dead end—
If one day, the righteous people in the world take the approach of "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts, and they should be killed if they are able" towards Fu Chaosheng, can she just stand by and turn a deaf ear
If one day, Fu Chaosheng once again raises his butcher knife against someone he "dislikes" or an innocent person who needs to be killed, can she just sit back and watch and turn a blind eye
Jianchou still doesn’t know what choice she will make in the future; but she knows that at this moment, she cannot remain indifferent or ignore any of the two situations.
Suddenly I had a headache.
Jianchou was really helpless and didn't understand how things suddenly turned out like this. He just raised his hand and pressed his forehead which was tense due to this series of thoughts, trying to relax himself.
But apparently nothing worked.
In this state, cultivation is impossible.
Let's just go out for a walk.
This thought flashed through her mind, and she took a step forward, walked out of the door next to the house, and walked along the most prosperous street in Shattered Immortal City.
Because the various forces in the 19 continents have recently sent their own monks who have the say to come here to discuss matters first, the Broken Immortal City is not deserted at this time.
When Jianchou came out, there were still quite a few cultivators on the road.
But compared to the relaxation of the previous days, the atmosphere at this moment has obviously become much more tense and tense.
The monks' subdued chatter could be heard everywhere.
"Master Kunwu Hengxu is here. I heard that they will have a meeting tomorrow morning. The location is scheduled to be at Jiexing Villa."
"No way? Jiexing Villa?"
"Isn't this the Sword Emperor's residence..."
"Mr. Yiming and Cangji Sanren are obsessed with alchemy and cultivation respectively. If they don't hold this meeting at Jiexing Villa, will they go to Saochenzhai and Qingminglu?"
“It’s hard to predict what will happen in this world!”
"The three demon sects and the Yin-Yang sects have been fighting secretly these days. What do you think we should do if a fight breaks out during tomorrow's meeting?"
"No, no, Master Hengxu is here."
"I'm afraid Qu Zhengfeng will deliberately make things difficult for me again. God knows what he's up to!"
"Yashan has been really weird in recent years..."
"Who says it's not?"
"Hey, you said that the great demon named Fu Chaosheng, was it really not him who attacked Pavilion Master Lu?"
"Who knows? Anyway, I heard that Master Hengxu took people to investigate again, but they didn't find any clues."
"Alas, compared to the East Pole Ghost Gate, it's nothing..."
"Yes, we went over to investigate in the afternoon and saw that the color of the sea had changed. Although it is not the season for peach blossoms to bloom, the big peach tree in Dongji never withers, but now it is dropping its petals!"
"This is a matter of life and death. We don't want anything to happen at this critical moment..."
"yes."
…
He quietly concealed his breath and walked silently past these monks who had solemn and worried expressions.
No one noticed her, and no one could notice her.
Due to Qu Zhengfeng's deliberate "exclusion", Mingri Xinghai did not provide accommodation for Yashan Kunwu, but the places chosen by the two sects were very close to the accommodations of other sects.
As they walked, they approached the area where other sects gathered.
When he reached a certain place, Jianchou's footsteps suddenly stopped.
She was a little surprised.
I never thought I would see Fudaoshan people here, and—
Jiang Wenchao
The house in front is probably where all the people in Tongling Pavilion are temporarily staying.
Jiang Wenchao, wearing a red robe, stood at the bottom of the steps, and in front of him was a mountain man holding a broken bamboo pole. When Jianchou saw him, Jiang Wenchao was taking something from the mountain man and nodded.
Then, Fudaoshanren turned around and left.
He was walking in a different direction than Jianchou.
The skinny figure disappeared into the night at the end of the street in a short while.
Only Jiang Wenchao was still standing there. He looked in the direction where Fudaoshanren left, then lowered his head to look at the thing in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Jianchou frowned slightly.
She and Jiang Wenchao are old acquaintances.
When Yu Shanxing took her to the Zuo Sanqian meeting, she met him halfway along the way, and thanks to him, she got a favor and took his flying boat.
This was a genius of the Spiritual Pavilion, but he seemed to have encountered some difficulties along the way and stagnated. It was not until the small meeting eighty years ago that he once again blossomed and made Zuo Sanqian of the entire Central Region take notice of him.
To be fair, this is a person worth making friends with.
But, what was the purpose of her master coming here
Some doubts.
Jianchou thought for a moment, then walked up to him, smiled and said hello: "Fellow Daoist Jiang."
"See you, Daoist friend."
Jiang Wenchao was a little surprised when he saw Jianchou, but he started laughing the next moment.
"What a coincidence! Elder Fudao just came here, but right after he left, fellow Taoist also came."
Jianchou didn't explain, but asked curiously: "I'm just passing by, but what is my master here for?"
"Elder Fudao is here to deliver the elixir."
It was not a serious matter, and Jianchou was not a stranger that needed to be vigilant, so Jiang Wenchao spread out the object in his hand. It was a small earthenware jar, with a bright stroke of cinnabar mixed with gold powder on it.
"What do you mean by one thing and one thing only? There is still an old score to be settled with our Sect Leader, and he wants me to give this thing to the Sect Leader."
This thing looks familiar.
Jianchou couldn't help but reach out his hand, picked it up from Jiang Wenchao's palm, turned it around, took a closer look, and finally his eyes fell on the bright stroke drawn with cinnabar.
After a long time, he smiled with a complicated look.
"What kind of medicine is this?"
Jiang Wenchao couldn't tell at all, and Fudaoshanren didn't say anything just now. Jian Jianchou seemed to be able to recognize it, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.
But unexpectedly, Jianchou shook his head.
"I just recognized the origin of this medicine jar, but I don't know what the medicine inside is for. If you ask me, I can only say that it is a kind gift from my master."
She had been to the Dan Hall in Yashan.
She also knew about the elixir from Yashan.
Although it is not as well-known as Baiyue Valley, in fact the quality and variety are not inferior to any other sect in the Central Region. Apart from Mr. Yaowang Yiming, I am afraid that only Kunwu can compete with it.
Medicine jars like this one painted with cinnabar are extremely rare in the alchemy hall.
When she went to the Dan Hall to practice body training, she saw very few such small jars. They were all stored on the highest medicine cabinet in the Dan Hall and were protected by an obvious formation. Ordinary people could not get close to them easily.
Yashan is not a poor sect that cares about elixirs and magical tools, and the elixirs enclosed by the formation are extremely rare.
Now, I saw such a small medicine jar in Jiang Wenchao's hand.
Jianchou lowered his eyes, put the small medicine jar back into Jiang Wenchao's hand, and said half-jokingly: "Daoyou Jiang, please be careful and don't drop it. This thing is precious."
"Hahaha… "
Jiang Wenchao knew she was joking, so he laughed and just held the small medicine jar in his palm.
"I dare not not be careful, I dare not not be careful."
He smiled, and Jianchou couldn't help but laugh as well.
When people smile, the pent-up anger in their hearts will dissipate a little.
She looked better than before, but Jiang Wenchao could see that she was in a strange state. He could only vaguely guess that it was related to the dispute that happened during the day. After hesitating for a while, he finally advised her: "Daoyou Jianchou seems to have encountered some troubles, but there are so many troubles in the world. Sometimes you don't think about it, and you will understand it naturally after a while. It's better not to worry too much."
Jiang Wenchao said this very cleverly.
Jianchou was about to leave, but at this moment he couldn't help but look up at him: "I thought Brother Jiang Daoist wanted to ask me what troubles I encountered and wanted to answer my questions and clear up my confusion."
"No, no."
Jiang Wenchao shook his head, but he saw it very clearly.
"Daoyou Jianchou is now a great master who has reached the Return to Void stage. No matter his cultivation or state of mind, he is far superior to me. If you have any doubts or troubles in your heart, I am not the one who can answer them. So I can only give you some advice and show my concern."
There are many wonderful people in the world, and Jiang Wenchao is definitely one of them.
It's straightforward, but also interesting.
Jianchou accepted his kindness and said "Thank you very much", and then subconsciously wanted to ask how their leader Lu Song was doing.
But on second thought, since Zhenren Hengxu had intervened in this matter and my own master had sent me medicine, it would be strange if there was still any serious problem.
So after just a moment, the words that were about to come out of his mouth were taken back.
Jianchou said, "I won't bother you, Brother Jiang. You're busy, and I'll continue my walk."
Jiang Wenchao really had to return to Lu Song. After all, the so-called "arm reconnection" meant growing a new arm. The pain was so severe that even someone as tough as Lu Song couldn't help but curse.
It's almost there now, but I'm still recovering.
They, the disciples under their tutelage, should be more cautious.
So he did not keep Jianchou for long. He just said goodbye to her, watched her walk to the other end of the street where there were fewer and fewer people, and then turned around and went back inside.
As it got darker, the starry sea was no longer a paradise but full of dangers, so the monks from various sects and forces active outside all went back.
It can be said that most of the people who are still on the streets or in the high-rise buildings near the streets are not good people.
Jianchou walked away silently just as he came.
Aimless.
But she couldn't help but recall Jiang Wenchao's expression just now in her mind -
She clearly remembered that this former genius was ostracized and ridiculed by many people in the sect because he suddenly became a "loser" for a while.
But now...
Lu Song was neither humble nor arrogant, without any hatred or dissatisfaction, and was calm and steady.
So, what kind of person is Lu Song, the leader of the Spiritual Pavilion, whose temperament is indeed incompatible with her, in the eyes of the monks of the Spiritual Pavilion
And her master had clearly been having a huge fight with Lu Song a while ago, and they almost came to blows.
Now they send me pills...
What does this mean
If you think about things or people from a different perspective, you will see many different results. Some are interesting when you think about them carefully, while others are shocking when you think about them carefully.
For example, her master...
The moment he identified the medicine bottle, Jianchou felt that his master must have seen the truth of the dispute that took place during the day, which was why he did this.
But he neither blamed Fu Chaosheng nor came to talk to me...
It was just a small clay pot as a gift.
If it were someone else, they would probably not understand it even if they racked their brains. But it can be seen that Chou had some vague guesses as he walked on the street, but he just couldn't be sure.
She remembered a lot.
Fu Chaosheng's words, everything that happened in Lan Ke Tower, all the killing and life and death he had seen since he could remember, and even remembered the living souls he had seen in Jiyu City of the Dead.
The court judge Zhang Tang, who was murdered by the legendary "Master Fu" and beheaded, and the scholars who should not have died but died anyway...
All the clues that I hadn't noticed before have now come to light.
The little bookworm was beside Fu Chaosheng. It ate books and also ate people's thoughts and knowledge. That was why it caused the chaos and committed an innocent murder.
Fu Chaosheng said that he did nothing wrong in killing people because he needed to; Lu Song said that he did nothing wrong in eliminating demons because he was jealous of them.
So who is wrong in this world
Could it be that she was wrong, as she had not had time to do anything or think about anything
The vast world, the vast universe...
What is right and what is wrong
Or is there no such thing as right or wrong in this world
The more I think about my sorrow, the further it gets.
He searched with such determination, diving into that ignorant and chaotic world, moving forward continuously, going deeper and deeper, trying to get to the bottom of it.
But this world is too deep, seemingly endless and limitless.
What she was looking for was like an oasis in the desert, and she was the traveler who was searching hard...
If you can't find it, you won't want to leave this desert;
If you can't find it, you won't want to turn back.
The steps under my feet continue.
Jianchou walked almost non-stop, but if there was any powerful monk standing next to her at this moment, he would immediately find that there was something wrong with her current condition!
I had no direction at all and I subconsciously turned right when I reached the intersection!
The divine light in her eyes had a frighteningly dry state, as if it had sunk into a certain realm, a certain abyss along with her consciousness!
Trapped, stuck in a knot.
He tried to rush to the left but couldn't get out, and he felt that the oasis was just ahead and he would reach it soon, so he didn't want to give up.
until-
“Pah!”
There was a crisp sound in the flat ground, like a thunder that cracked out of nowhere, instantly blasting into the abyss of her consciousness and thinking! It was like a chapter covering the sky and the earth, suddenly slapping over, slapping her back to the ground while she was suspended in the air!
Strong aroma of wine.
Slight stinging.
Fragmented human voice.
Lonely street.
…
All his senses returned to Jianchou in an instant, as if he had returned to the human world from the ninth heaven. For a moment, he even had a frightening feeling of being in another world!
A wine jar was smashed at her feet, and the sweet and strong aroma of wine wafted in the air. The wine spilled on the dry ground and flowed towards the low places, while the fragments shattered and splashed everywhere.
Jianchou raised his hand and gently pressed the side of his neck.
A piece of debris passed through here, leaving a thin trail of blood.
She hadn't come to her senses yet and just felt that something was wrong, but she subconsciously raised her head and looked up.
It is a low-rise restaurant.
Beside the railing on the second floor stood a figure in a dark black robe. The dark gold patterns on the robe seemed even darker in the deep night. There was an indescribable gloom on his slightly cold face, and a hint of anger between his frowned brows.
His eyes were darker than the night.
It’s Qu Zhengfeng.
When Jianchou looked at him, he could no longer hold back his sneer, which sounded more like a reprimand: "You've been walking around this building for two hours. What on earth are you thinking about!"
Seeing that there was sorrow, he suddenly woke up as if from a dream.
I looked around in a trance. The night had already darkened. I didn't know what time it was. The streets and buildings around me were all unfamiliar. The restaurant in front of me and the buildings next to it formed a circle, and the street also formed a circle.
On the right side of the dusty road, there is a series of messy footprints left by people who have walked on it countless times!
After examining one's conscience, although there are no more Dao disasters, there are Dao disasters everywhere and at all times!
Just by looking at the footprints, one can imagine how confused and bewildered the person who just walked by was...
A single obsession is a demonic obstacle!
At this moment, even though Jianchou had gained self-compassion and determination, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat!