Only the dark wind was swirling around, and even the ghost king's cry became lonely.
Zishu instinctively covered his face, then realized it was useless and slowly raised his head.
This face that undoubtedly belonged to Cen Muliang made everyone lose their voices.
The former head of Danxia Palace and the leader of the World Immortal Alliance is actually the leader of the Demon Sect!
If it weren't for the facts, it would be ridiculous.
"Senior brother?" Ye Hanyu called in disbelief, trembling his lips, "It's not you, right?"
When Cen Muliang raised his head and smiled at her, tears burst into Ye Hanyu's eyes and shouted: "How could you do this? You had clearly before..."
Wen Rujin and others were equally puzzled. From the perspective of the Wuji Sect, Cen Muliang did make them unhappy sometimes, but he generally acted out of selfish motives. How could he be Zi Shu, the leader of the Faceless Men?
"This is not true..." Ning Yanzhi's expression was dull, "It's impossible! It's absolutely impossible..."
He suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Zi Shu, you sneaked into my Danxia Palace and stole my master's body, right or wrong?!"
Since Ling Yunzhou is the demonic body refined by Zishu, then the one in front of him might also be the demonic body stolen by Zishu!
What responded to him was Cen Muliang's calm gaze.
Ning Yanzhi's heart cooled down little by little and she stared at him: "I don't believe it! Master is dedicated to the public and to me, and has made so many sacrifices. How could someone pretend to be so realistic? If the truth is like this, he
There are countless opportunities to manipulate, the battle outside Xuanyan Gate, the crisis in Xuanbing Palace... As long as he makes the slightest move, the Immortal Alliance will be defeated. He didn't do any of these, how could it be him?!
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Bai Mengjin looked at him coldly, without any sympathy in his heart: "Do you still remember Cui Daoxuan of Xuanyan Sect?"
Ning Yanzhi looked over in shock.
She continued: "Cui Daoxuan is the original Wei Yang. In order to conceal his identity, he split a self to deal with the outside world. Master Cen has deeper skills, so he must be able to use this secret technique more freely."
Master Wu Nian, who was not far away, remembered it and echoed: "That's right. My incompetent nephew usually showed no trace of being possessed by demons. It wasn't until the Demon Sect planned to turn Xuanyan Sect into a residence that his true face was revealed. Ning
Master, you don’t need to be too sad, the master in your heart probably really cares for you, but unfortunately it is just a puppet created by the possessed master..."
The immortals gradually began to believe what Master Wu Nian said.
"Isn't this the same way to create an incarnation? It's just more clever, sharing the same body with the original body."
"Yes, we just need to isolate the incarnation's spiritual thoughts and transmit some illusions to him from time to time. Of course, to achieve no flaws, the requirements for the soul are extremely high."
The whispers reached Ning Yanzhi's ears. Instead of being comforted, he collapsed even more.
So the master who taught him painstakingly, took pains to plan his future, and even paved the way for him before his death, was he just a puppet? Then what did his nearly one hundred years of monastic life count? For this reason, he set out to wipe out the demons in the world.
What is the ultimate ambition? What does it mean to work hard for thirty years and even risk the rest of your life to eliminate demons?
Is it just a devil lurking in the fairy gate, playing a very boring game?
How ironic...
Cen Muliang looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.
Those friendships that were both teachers and fathers seemed to be exhaled in this sigh, swept by the dark wind, and dispersed so lightly.
"I really don't want to part with this body. After all, it is the original body. It is easier to use." Cen Muliang said lightly, "It took a lot of effort to steal it. If Li Chu hadn't cooperated inside and outside, I'm afraid it would have been lost in Danxia Palace.
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This sentence completely destroyed Ning Yanzhi's hope, and he shouted angrily: "Why are you doing this? The monks in the world respect you, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
This question was asked, and everyone was waiting for the answer.
Yes, as the head of Danxia Palace, one of the three upper sects, he was actually the first leader of the Immortal Sect when Lingcang Mountain Jianmu was poisoned and could not leave the mountain, and Wuji Sect Ling Bufei was too junior. He had
What reason to rebel?
Bai Mengjin also watched, but his eyes were indifferent.
In her previous life, she was pained by her master abandoning her for her senior brother, and by her senior brother sacrificing her for his own path to immortality. She asked herself this question for hundreds of years but could not get an answer.
Until the moment she guessed Zi Shu's identity, all she felt was absurdity.
Ning Yanzhi now thinks that she has become a plaything, but what about her in the past life? Cen Muliang's various actions were all to force her to become a demon. If he really succeeded, there would not be another Ling Bufei to save her. That would be a ruined life.
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After what she has experienced, how can she sympathize with others?
"The monks in the world respect me? Haha..." Cen Muliang raised his head, with a bit of ridicule on his face, "You have only been the leader for a few days, and you are so naive?"
Ning Yan's face turned red, showing both embarrassment and anger.
Even if his position as head was passed on by his master, the man in front of him is already the leader of the Demon Sect, so how can he be qualified to teach him a lesson?!
But Cen Muliang quickly continued: "When it comes to prestige, let alone you who have been in charge of Xianmen for only thirty years, how can I compare with my master for two hundred years? But what happened to him?"
After saying these words, the immortals were all stunned.
Ling Bufei asked in confusion: "Are you talking about the Seven Killing Sword Lord? His old man is indeed unlucky. He was infected with the devil's energy and was defeated. But when he embarks on the path of immortality, who can say that he will live to the end of his life?"
All the immortals nodded one after another, this is the truth.
Cen Muliang sneered, but turned his attention to Wu Nian, the oldest person present: "Is this really so? Wu Nian, you won't forget it, will you?"
Master Wu Nian avoided looking and murmured in a low voice: "I didn't participate in this matter, why do you ask me?"
"You didn't participate, but you were outside watching, weren't you?" Cen Muliang's eyes flashed fiercely.
Master Wu Nian lowered his head and did not dare to answer.
The Immortal Lords realized that something was wrong. Ji Nanfeng couldn't hold back and shouted: "What happened to the Seven Killing Sword Lords? Just tell me what you want to say, mother-in-law and mother-in-law!"
Cen Muliang finally said: "Back then, my master went to Beiming to slay demons and returned, but unfortunately he was infected with demonic energy. The Immortal Alliance was worried that he was too strong and could not be controlled after being transformed into a demon, so they simply called him to Huangquan and surrounded and killed him!
Here, in the Gu Family Courtyard, he will die without a burial place!"
The dark wind swept by, and the other courtyard fell into silence again. Only Cen Muliang's angry voice floated in the wind: "In order to cover up the truth, they said this matter was my master's self-defense! Haha, this is the fate of the leader of the Immortal Sect!"
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The immortal kings were shocked and speechless.
Cen Muliang looked at Ling Bufei and smiled sarcastically: "The leader among them is your grandfather, Jiang Fengci!"