Part 8 Chapter 298 Correcting the name of the boss! [Part 1]
Jun Weiling had tears in his eyes: "Second brother! Even if we brothers have become top people or some higher existence, but... you are still the second brother to all of us! Always will be! Who dares
It’s disrespectful, let’s cut him together!”
Wu Juecheng said coldly: "So I still have some status in your hearts. So, where is the eldest brother? Who do you think he is?!"
The three of them fell into silence at the same time, speechless for a while.
Who is the eldest brother?
The Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword!
The Nine Tribulations Sword Master of the previous generation!
The Nine Tribulations Sword Master of their era!
Wu Juecheng slowly stood up and said calmly: "Standing on the sky, the sword points to the east of the white clouds! Does anyone still remember the name Yundong? Do you have it?!"
The three of them were still like clay and wood sculptures, saying nothing. But their breathing became heavy and rapid in an instant.
"It seems you don't remember it? That's great!" Wu Juecheng laughed sarcastically: "Or you just remember the last moment when you were betrayed by the boss?! 'Bu Tian,?!' But you no longer remember the beginning.
The boss who came all the way to support you when you were in your last days?"
"Second brother, stop talking!" Jun Weiling suddenly stretched out a hand.
"Second brother! What do you mean by saying this now?" Jun Weiling said painfully: "My feet are on the sky, my sword is pointing to the east of the white clouds! We all remember it, how could we forget it for a moment! But, back then,
When we were betrayed...the heartbreaking pain..."
"Hahaha..." Wu Juecheng looked up to the sky and screamed: "Are you in pain? Are you in pain? Hahaha, you are in pain? You actually said you are in pain?! Hahahaha..."
"Are you in pain? Are you really in pain?! The pain you endure, all the pain, are just phantoms, the phantoms you think you are! Is your insignificant pain comparable to the pain that the boss has endured?
?" Wu Juecheng burst into tears and her fingers trembled: "You are just a bunch of people without any conscience... No conscience! No conscience!"
"You have no conscience, not even a bit!!!" Wu Juecheng yelled.
Suddenly he laughed miserably: "That's right, you are all saints now... you are so awesome! Why do you need to remember the Nine Tribulations Sword Master! Where do you need to remember the friendship... Hahaha...
…”
Jun Weiling and the three of them flushed at the same time and stood up angrily: "You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense, second brother, we respect you as the second brother, but you can never confuse right and wrong like this. We brothers have spent tens of thousands of years
Who among us is not in agony, and although the past is unbearable to look back on, which one of us has never cried when we dreamed about it at midnight? Do you know all this? Why do you accuse us like this?!"
"In these long tens of thousands of years, no one even dared to make new friends!"
"Do you understand this kind of pain? Do you understand? Do you know?" Jun Weiling yelled: "Answer me, do you understand? Do you really understand?"
"I understand! Why don't I understand?! Haven't I endured what you have endured?" Wu Juecheng roared!
Jun Weiling and the other three looked at each other with burning eyes.
Yes, how could the second brother not experience the pain that he and others have experienced? In fact, he and others have many brothers around him, but second brother, he is alone, staying alone in Jiuzhongtian, the one who cannot bear to look back.
Homeland!
What did you and the other three just do? You actually yelled at your second brother after a long separation. Damn it!
Wu Juecheng sat down sadly and said in a low voice: "Three saints, don't look at me with eyes that understand my feelings very well. I don't need your sympathy. You are not worthy. You are not qualified! I, Wu Juecheng, a new
The little ants who have been promoted to the ninth level of heaven are here to tell you a story today...hehehe... If the three saints are still in the mood to listen, then listen to it
Listen, if you don’t want to hear it, I, Wu Juecheng, will act like I’ve never been here.”
Wu Juecheng's voice at this moment was extremely desolate. It was obvious that her heart was hurt, people were hurt, and love was lost.
"Second brother!" Ximen Wanli cried out sadly: "Second brother! No matter what you say, we will listen!"
"Yes, second brother! We are all listening!" The three of them burst into tears at the same time: "I just ask the second brother not to mention the word 'sage' in his speech again! We are always the original us, second brother's
brother!"
Wu Juecheng felt a little comforted and said slowly: "Okay! I won't mention saints anymore, let me tell you...hehehe..."
"There was an accident that year. I managed to escape with the help of my ancestor Meng Yin. My only thought was to take revenge and find revenge on that person..." Wu Juecheng looked confused: "... I plan to kill him.
Kill all the Nine Tribulations Sword Masters and avenge the brothers..."
When the three of them heard this, they all clenched their fists. What the second brother wanted to do was probably what these brothers wanted to do but couldn't do.
"... It wasn't until I met the Dharma Master that I realized... The Dharma Master turned out to be another generation of Nine Tribulations people after us, the Nine Tribulations Think Tank... the fifth melancholy! He is also just like me.
Another survivor!" Wu Juecheng said slowly: "...So, I started..."
"Later, I finally came face to face with the Nine Tribulations Sword! It was him who solved all the resentments and mysteries in my heart!"!
Wu Juecheng bit her lip fiercely and said painfully: "...It turns out that we were all wrong, terribly wrong, hopelessly wrong..."
"What happened back then..." Wu Juecheng shed tears as she told her story.
"Our boss...is just like this...no more..."
Wu Juecheng's eyes filled with tears and he murmured: "With your feet on the sky and your sword pointing at Baiyundong, who dares to hurt my brother?"
Jun Weiling and the other three who were listening to all this were dumbfounded.
Until I heard that sentence: "... Use your body to open the passage of reincarnation, open the door to the outside world, use bones as walls, flesh to pave the way, blood to turn into wind, soul to make the sky; send my brother to fight against the devil outside the territory; educate my brother
, reshape the body and become an immortal golden body; help my brother to dominate the outside world and achieve immortal achievements; let my brother enjoy the same longevity and splendor in heaven and earth, and receive the supreme glory!"
The three of them suddenly froze at the same time!
The next moment, the three of them stood up at the same time!
Jun Weiling roared angrily: "Second brother, is what you said true? You didn't lie to us?"
The voice was loud at first, but by the end it started to tremble.
Wu Juecheng would not joke about such a big matter. Although Jun Mo Ling knew this, he still couldn't help but ask questions. After asking, without waiting for Wu Juecheng's answer, he already had the answer in his heart...
Wu Juecheng closed his eyes sadly and said solemnly: "Did I lie to you?... Do you need it? Is this still necessary?"
For an instant, the three of them were stunned, as if they were wood carvings and clay sculptures!
"If it's not true and cannot be denied, I don't want to believe it. Before I confirm this, my heart is different from yours..." Wu Juecheng said painfully: "Unfortunately, this is the fact! This is Reality! And I have the responsibility to tell you this fact! Our misunderstandings have been going on for too long, and we are sorry for the boss, too many..."
The three of them stood blankly for a long time, and no one made any movement.
Only those faces turned pale...
The majestic body that was as motionless as a mountain also trembled slightly at this moment.
"In fact, it's not just our boss. In fact, all the Nine Tribulations Sword Masters before us are like this. If the Nine Tribulations Sword Master really betrayed a group of brothers just to fulfill himself, they, according to their cultivation at that time, would live It’s not difficult to find out tens of thousands of years, but why haven’t we seen any of them?”
"One or two can be said to have had an accident. I believe you all know that in these nearly one hundred thousand years, all the Nine Tribulations Sword Masters have been like this. In fact, the true meaning of the matter has long been before our eyes, but whether it is You, or I, have always turned a blind eye and never noticed it!"
"It's just because everyone takes themselves too seriously. When they are betrayed and hurt, they immediately complain and get angry, but never think about the reason. It's better for one person to be angry, but for everyone If we are angry about something together, it will become a fact... getting deeper and deeper, and becoming more and more hateful..."
Wu Juecheng hissed: "But, if you think about it calmly, are you that important? Do you care about yourself that much? Then, what about our boss?"
"The ones who really feel sad should never be us, but the Nine Tribulations Sword Masters of the past generations. They gave everything they had for their brothers, but in the end they only got resentment and eternal infamy..."
"Also, do you know why you can't even meet any of the descendants of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master?"
Wu Juecheng said sadly: "The reason is actually very simple... After the Nine Tribulations Sword Master sent away his brothers, he himself died... As for the future generations... hehe..."
"History is always written by the victors. This is a very reasonable saying. However, it is a tragedy to fall on the betrayer and the betrayed. Human nature can betray their family friends before great benefits. Perhaps the fact has already been Completely annihilated by those victors."
"The boss is dead and there is nothing to say. Then, everything is said by us. Whatever we say, the world will listen to it... Hahaha... Ridiculous! Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"
"So we are actually the victors? Such victors?" Wu Juecheng spoke like a knife.
All three of them lowered their heads in shame.
"I only know the story of a descendant of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master. The only surviving girl, her surname is Jun... Later, after the Nine Tribulations Sword Master disappeared, her family was replaced by the descendants of the Nine Tribulations Brothers. Sneak attacks, sieges, assassinations, until total destruction..."
Wu Juecheng was telling the story of Jun Xizhu. He didn't know that Jun Xizhu was not the direct bloodline of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, but now he told it like this.
The three people's faces turned pale, they could no longer stand still, and they sat down with no strength.
With a "pop" sound, he sat down heavily on the chair.