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Chapter 334 The truth is hard to tell

"Teacher...Master..."

Fu Yin covered his chest with his hands in shock, while Danyang and Danzhu were also filled with disbelief - wasn't this handsome man in front of them none other than their master Ling Xiao Zhenren!
How is this going?

Fu Yin looked at his fellow brothers without knowing what was going on, only to find that they were not respectful at all, but rather had serious expressions.

What's going on? Could it be that the person in front of me is not my master? But this face is exactly the same as it was fifteen years ago. What's going on?
Fifteen years ago, when Yuan Qing met with great disaster, Fu Yin, Danyang and Danzhu were out for training and were not present. They heard about Yuan Qing's death on their way back to the sect, and the news was widely spread among the people at that time.

Fu Yin and the other two didn't believe it at first, but after returning to Yuanqing, they saw a tragic scene.

The Yuanqing Sect only had Ling Xiao Zhenren as the head, who had 17 disciples, and the rest were disciples of these disciples. But when Fu Yin and the other two rushed back to Yuanqing, only eight of the 13 brothers were left.

Among those fellow disciples who died, there were two senior brothers and seven junior brothers. Among the seven junior brothers, three were still very young. They were only in their teens, but they ended up with a wooden monument as a roof and a stone house as a hut. There were countless nephews and nieces.

A great sect was reduced to a state of dwindling population overnight.

Naturally, this matter alarmed the old ancestor Wuwei, who had been in seclusion for decades. He personally went to the main hall to preside over the situation, re-assigned the order for the existing Yuanqing disciples, and finally handed over the important task to their eight fellow disciples before retreating into the mountains again.

After that, Shangqing Zhenren led their seven junior brothers to maintain Yuanqing for another year, and then announced the closure of the mountain gate. Since then, the elders of each group have practiced and performed their duties, which led to the current Yuanqing.

These old events were nothing special, except for two things that Fu Yin had never figured out.

The first thing was the tomb of Master's wife, Fairy Tumi. It was a cenotaph that was set up half a year after Yuan Qing's accident. But why it was a cenotaph, several senior brothers kept silent.

Another thing is their master Ling Xiao Zhenren.

As far as Fu Yin knows, the master and his mistress had a very deep relationship. They had set up a cenotaph for the Fairy Tumi, but there was no tomb for the master, which meant that the master was still alive. If the master was still alive, then where was that person?
Fu Yin had asked these questions before, but the five senior brothers remained tight-lipped and never mentioned a word about this matter. Could it be because of this?
Is the man in front of me my master? Or is he...

Or is the master the Demon Lord?
No! It doesn't make sense!
Although Fu Yin had never seen the Demon Lord, he had heard about the relationship between Fairy Tu Mi and the Demon Lord. If his master was the Demon Lord Boyan, then why would Fairy Tu Mi marry his master?
The four senior brothers remained silent, and Master Fuyin was confused for a moment. Seeing the Demon Lord holding the spiritual incense and looking like his master, he became even more confused.

At this moment, the Demon Lord suddenly made a gesture with his fingers, and then pointed at Lingxiang's temple.

The elders were shocked, and Master Qianyuan and Master Chengxin flew out despite their internal injuries, trying to rescue Lingxiang. However, at this moment, Guimian, who had been standing by and watching, took action.

But the two real men had just been injured, so they were no match for Ghost Face. They were defeated again in just three moves.

Finger gestures? The demons know finger gestures?

"Spiritual fragrance! Spiritual fragrance!"

Long Qi, who was trapped in the water cage, was extremely anxious. He tried his best to tear apart the water fingers that trapped him, but even though he was seriously injured, Ling Xiang's fingers never let go.

The Demon Lord saw everything. He glanced at Long Qi with a fierce look in his eyes that made Long Qi's heart tremble, but he still tried his best to break free from the magic.

At this moment, Ghost Face stood in front of him and said in a very low voice: "If you want that girl to be safe, just stay here quietly."

Long Qi was puzzled, he looked at Shangqing Zhenren quickly, wanting to ask for help, but he saw that Shangqing Zhenren was not panicked at all, but was still sitting cross-legged in meditation to regulate his breathing.

Long Qi saw that Master Shangqing was injured, but what did it mean that he was not in a hurry?
Long Qi looked at Master Donghui again, but Master Donghui was just like Master Shangqing. Did they not care about Lingxiang's life or death?
At this time, Master Fuyin at the side spoke up: "It's the Infusion of Spirits Technique!"

What? Spiritual infusion?
It turns out that the Demon Lord did this to infuse spiritual energy into the spiritual incense.

Lingxiang's pill, although it can improve her cultivation, overdraws her spiritual power. It is a helpless move in an emergency. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a tiger and wolf medicine. Her cultivation is not high to begin with, and her spiritual power limit is even more mediocre. She was already at the end of her strength before, and suddenly released the rainstorm technique, so the backlash came so quickly.

The spiritual fragrance now is nothing but the dissipation of spiritual power, but when the spiritual power in her body is gone, her lifespan will be consumed.

The Demon Lord naturally understood this, which was why he used the soul infusion technique on Lingxiang. As long as the spiritual power consumed by Lingxiang in performing the technique was replenished and the repulsive force of the elixir was offset, Lingxiang's life would be safe.

But as a demon, why would the Demon Lord use the Spirit Infusion Technique, and where did the spiritual power come from?

Could it be that he is really the former headmaster Ling Xiao?

Master Fuyin was completely puzzled, and looking at Master Shangqing's expression, it seemed that he had no intention of telling the truth.

Just at this moment, a black shadow passed by and flashed into the Wuji Palace like the wind, and soon flew out with the Dust-Seeing Mirror.

It’s Sang Mu.

Sang Mu is a human being and has cultivated himself. If someone teaches him the hand gestures, he will naturally be able to summon the Dust-Peeking Mirror. But how does he know the hand gestures for the Dust-Peeking Mirror?
Could it be that the person in front of me is really...

Lingxiang stared at the gentle Demon Lord in front of her and was confused for a moment. Even after the Demon Lord finished his spell, Lingxiang's thoughts were still in a mess.

Seeing Lingxiang's puzzled face, the Demon Lord smiled and said, "What? Don't you recognize me?" Then he tapped Lingxiang's head gently and said, "Daddy said, Xiang'er, do whatever you want to do. Even if you are wrong, Daddy will cover it for you!"

Hearing this, Lingxiang's eyes widened in shock.

"You...you are really..."

"Daddy?"

After saying "Daddy", Lingxiang tightly grasped the hem of the Demon Lord's clothes, just like when she was a child, but her heart kept telling herself that she must not believe everything the person in front of her said.

But all this is so real, so real that Lingxiang feels that whether it is true or false doesn’t seem to matter much.

Lingxiang had tears in her eyes, but she stared at the Demon Lord's eyes. She hoped to see some clues from them, but all she saw was tenderness, a tenderness that was familiar yet unfamiliar.

She is confused...

If all this is true, then what is the purpose of all her planning?
"Spiritual fragrance! Spiritual fragrance!"

Just as Lingxiang was sinking, a voice calling woke her up.

It’s Long Qi!
Lingxiang suddenly woke up, she frowned, blaming herself for almost getting lost. But the Demon Lord looked displeased, glanced at Long Qi, raised his hand and pointed.

Qinghui pointed again, this time directly at Long Qi!
(End of this chapter)