After saying these three words, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Ling Bufei stayed for a while and then asked: "Meng Jin, what did you say?"
Bai Mengjin's eyes swept over and stayed on Ning Yanzhi for a moment. Finally, he looked at Zishu and said clearly, word by word: "I said, Zishu is Cen Muliang."
After a brief silence, the Immortal Lords were in an uproar.
"Cen...Master Cen? How is that possible!"
"Didn't Master Cen sacrifice his life to eliminate the Demon Lord?"
"Yes! We watched helplessly."
"Fairy Bai, did you make a mistake?"
Bai Mengjin ignored them and looked at Huo Chongxiao and Yue Yunqiao: "The false accusation of Changling is an unbreakable situation, because the leader is Cen Muliang. I once used my soul to sneak into the death row of Danxia Palace and investigate Changling.
The situation of the real person. The demonic energy in his body was imposed from the outside in, forcing him to forcibly close the sea of consciousness to avoid becoming a demon."
"He was deceived by Cen Muliang and thought he was going to catch the traitor. In fact, when he was fighting with the traitor, Cen Muliang attacked him from behind." At this point, Bai Mengjin showed a sarcastic smile, "Now you already know,
The traitor is Elder Li. It is impossible for him to pull this off by himself."
Yue Yunqiao was shocked: "This...how could it be like this?"
Huo Chongxiao didn't say anything, but his face was frighteningly pale. Because he knew that what Bai Mengjin said was most likely true! In the situation at that time, Cen Muliang was seriously injured, and Changling Zhenren was ambushing him. Even if he was attacked and killed by Li Chu, he would not be harmed.
The truth is unclear. Therefore, either Changling and Li Chu are traitors, or Cen Muliang concealed it.
And Bai Mengjin confirmed that Changling was not really possessed by the devil, so the problem lies with Cen Muliang.
Huo Chongxiao couldn't help but look at Ning Yanzhi: "Senior brother..."
Ning Yanzhi was completely confused. After Bai Mengjin said those words, he seemed to have fallen into a dream, surrounded by fog, unable to see anything clearly, his mind was confused and it was difficult to think.
"Zi Shu is Cen Muliang."
"Zi Shu is Cen Muliang."
…
This sentence echoed in his ears over and over again. The first thing he felt was anger, but it was quickly suppressed by a ridiculous emotion.
It wasn't until Huo Chongxiao called him that he woke up a little.
"This is just your family's words and cannot be considered as evidence." He heard himself say, his voice was terrifyingly calm, "Although the monks of the Transformation of Gods can shape the incarnation, their cultivation cannot coexist. My master and Zi Shu once faced the enemy head-on, regardless of whether
How can it not be Zi Shu’s true form?”
Bai Meng waited this morning and replied: "Master Ning is right when he says what others say, but he is wrong when he says Zi Shu."
Ning Yanzhi narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Bai Mengjin said lightly: "Don't forget, in the battle at Xuanbing Palace, Zishu left behind a demonic body."
The immortals looked at her and looked thoughtful.
This seems to make sense. If Zi Shu prepares another demon body, two people can indeed appear at the same time.
——No wonder he escaped from the Xuanbing Palace with only his soul, but not long after Huang Quan appeared, most of his strength had been restored. Because his cultivation method is different from ordinary people, he only needs to get a new demon body to recover!
"What about cultivation?" Ning Yanzhi was still dissatisfied, "According to what you said, cultivation has to be divided into two. If Zi Shu and my master are the same person, wouldn't his real cultivation be the best in the world?"
Bai Mengjin laughed, his smile full of sarcasm: "Didn't you just think that Zi Shu was the best swordsman in the world? Why did his strength suddenly increase? Because Cen Muliang died and they became one!"
"..." Ning Yanzhi trembled his lips, unable to refute.
Everything Bai Mengjin said was perfectly organized. If you think about it according to her words, many things will make sense.
When Cen Muliang flew here as a soul and confronted the Demon Lord head-on, it was just a moth flying into the flame, and the possibility of success was extremely low.
He is the dignified leader of the Immortal Alliance. When Ling Yunkao resigned and Ling Bufei was too junior, even if he was only alive, he would be of great use to the Immortal Alliance, but he chose this meaningless sacrifice.
Perhaps, that is not a sacrifice, but the golden cicada's escape from its shell.
If so, wouldn't it be true that with all the people in the Immortal League, they were all manipulated by him?
But who said it was impossible? Before Qingchuan was exposed, who would have thought that he would be an ugly cow?
"nonsense!"
Bai Mengjin raised her head and saw that the person who refuted her was Ye Hanyu.
On the flying boat, Ye Hanyu held up his half-broken body and stared at her: "Miss Bai, you are trying to reverse cause and effect! Presuppose that my senior brother is a rat, and then explain the reasons, naturally you will make it up! You
If you have the ability, let him take off his mask, that will be the ironclad proof!"
The Immortal Lords nodded silently. This makes sense. The only evidence here is the demonic state of Master Changling, but except for Bai Mengjin, no one else can prove it.
"But," Ling Bufei said hesitantly, "the demonic body refined by my father has been abandoned. Head Cen was incarnated and his body was left in Danxia Palace, and must have been buried. So the body that Zishu is using now is probably
It has nothing to do with his true identity, even if he takes off the mask, there is no way to verify it!"
This statement made everyone helpless. Yes, unless Zi Shu took the initiative to reveal his soul, there would be no evidence at all and it could only be an inference.
Bai Mengjin smiled: "Really?"
Then, her smile faded, the yin-yang umbrella suddenly turned, and a bone sword was drawn out from the umbrella handle.
Amid everyone's exclamations, she threw away her umbrella, transformed into a thunderbolt, and swooped towards Zi Shu with her sword alone.
The bone sword was launched, and the light flowed like a rainbow, bringing up the wind and thunder around him, and he was in front of Zi Shu in the blink of an eye.
The sword light fell, like an extremely gentle moonlight, but murderous intent filled the world.
Yuan Songqiao, Song Zhiyi, and the sword masters of the Wuming Sword Sect were shocked, and Ning Yanzhi also changed his expression.
Just listen to He Shuangchi murmur: "She actually knows swordsmanship? Is she so superb?"
This sword was beyond everyone's expectation. The people from the Demon Sect were able to react, but they had to hold up the skynet and couldn't get away. They had to throw out magic weapons and other objects to try to block it.
Zishu still had some strength left, and he turned the sword in his hand to block it. However, he was also trapped by the sky net. Although he avoided the vital point, he was unable to avoid the sword wind.
The mask, which was no longer fitting, fell down lightly.
——Cen Muliang's face is revealed underneath.
Amid the exclamation, Bai Mengjin's figure swayed, returned to his original position, caught the yin and yang umbrella, returned the bone sword to the umbrella handle, raised the flying boat formation again, and suppressed the ghost king.
She looked at the face that she had hated for hundreds of years and made her struggle in pain every time, and softly said those words: "I knew you wouldn't let go of this body."