Pawn Crossing the River

Zhang Luxu was once the owner of Guangming Tomorrow. Although Wu Xian took away the power and only had this remnant soul left, he had been wandering around the broken Guangming Tomorrow for so many years, so he was naturally very familiar with the situation here.

Under the guidance of Zhang Luxu, Qi Xuansu and his party went to the place where Wu Xian was.

After all, this place is full of fog, and without guidance, it's easy to get lost.

On the way, Zhang Luxu once again talked to Qi Xuansu about killing Wu Xian.

Qi Xuansu said: "The leader of the Five Demons' surname is Zhang, and senior Zhang is also surnamed Zhang. I would like to advise the two senior Zhangs that the four most difficult things to understand in life: life and death, right and wrong, success or failure, honor and disgrace, are actually just one word, I. If Without me, everything is empty. You two still have this 'I' now, which is a blessing. If you can let go of some things, don't be too attached."

The two of them did not refute, and there was a hint of disapproval in the silence.

Whether it is Zhang Luxu or Zhang Wuhen, they have experienced many years. Qi Xuansu is just a child in front of them. When will it be a child's turn to explain the truth of life to two old guys?

Is he worthy?

Qi Xuansu seemed to notice the two people's disapproval, and then said: "The truth is the truth. Could it be that what comes out of my mouth is not the truth?"

Zhang Wuhen asked, "What about you? Why are you here? Life and death? Right and wrong? Success or failure? Honor and disgrace?"

Qi Xuansu said: "I can't look past any of these four things. Each of them has its own order of importance. Some people think being correct is the most important, some think success is the most important, some think glory is the most important. I think life is the most important. Life and death, of course I I can't see it away. But what I'm more afraid of is that I won't understand it even if I live, and I won't understand it even if I die. I am here just for the sake of being me."

Zhang Luxu said: "When I shared a body with Wu Xian, I also had this kind of confusion. Am I still me? Am I still the original me now? Will I still be the same me in the future? Young man, I probably know what you are facing. Dilemma.

"From your own point of view, this is not wrong. 'I' is the root of everything. Without this 'I', right and wrong, success or failure, honor and disgrace, life and death are meaningless. We go round and round, and finally At least you still maintain yourself. You are afraid of losing yourself in the future, so you say that it is a blessing to still have the word "I"."

Qi Xuansu didn't agree, but he didn't refute either.

Zhang Wuhen said: "I have given up. I don't want to achieve success in the worldly sense. Who the Taoist master belongs to has nothing to do with me; I don't care about honor or disgrace. I can bear the reputation of a traitor of the Zhang family for the rest of my life; I even I don’t want to argue with Zhang Wushou about who is right and who is wrong..."

Qi Xuansu interrupted Zhang Wuhen: "Because you were wrong to begin with. You were a traitor to the Zhang family. You lost all your power. This is a given, so you can only not care. You have no choice."

Zhang Wuhen was stunned and wanted to have an attack but couldn't.

Qi Xuansu continued: "Now, you are left with the uncertainty of life and death. So you must survive and you must ascend.

"This is exactly where you and I are different. My life and death, right and wrong, success or failure, honor and disgrace are all yet to be determined, so I want them all. Of course, the premise is: I am still me.

"Senior Zhang, have you really let it go?"

Zhang Wuhen was speechless.

Zhang Luxu sighed with emotion: "What a great spirit."

Qi Xuansu said: "Others are urging people to make progress, but I do the opposite and advise you two to retreat. In fact, it is for your own good."

He Luoshen whispered: "If you don't want to help, you don't want to help. You still say it so noblely. After all, you want to be the great leader. What a mouthful..."

Qi Xuansu emphasized his tone: "Jiuniang, you can imitate Xiaoyin or Qiniang again. When the day comes when Buddhism is rendered harmless, I will send you to the front line first."

He Luoshen immediately shut up.

She didn't want to involve herself in it.

The majesty of the great master is hard to touch, and the majesty of the little master is also hard to touch.

But the one who was most shocked was Zhang Luxu. He was an immortal who was not inferior to him in his heyday. He had to bow his head in front of a fake immortal. Either he was asking for help, or the fake immortal held great power, or It’s a bit of both.

Zhang Luxu, who had not communicated with the outside world for a long time, did not really understand the weight of "one of the candidates for the Eighth Generation Grand Master" until now.

But Zhang Luxu had no choice. Regardless of whether Qi Xuansu was willing to help or not, he could only take Qi Xuansu to see Wu Xian. What if Qi Xuansu decided to take action? What if Wu Xian died? Then his return is inevitable.

He could only take a gamble.

After passing through the fog, I finally came to a layer of shadow, like a curtain.

Zhang Luxu said: "I am just an afterimage, a mark. There is nothing I can do."

This is also the fundamental reason why Qi Xuansu cannot kill Zhang Luxu. He is just a mark. To kill him means to let a god enter the second level of death, which means destroying the entire Guangming Tomorrow. This is something Qi Xuansu cannot do. Arrived. Even if Qi Xuansu could do it, he would still be unable to do it due to the threat of the Earth Master.

Qi Xuansu signaled He Luoshen to take action.

God Ho Luo stretched out a finger forward: "Good deeds have no traces, good words have no flaws, good numbers do not require planning. Good closures have no ties but cannot be opened, good knots have no ropes but cannot be broken. Open!"

The curtain formed by the shadows seemed to be separated to both sides by a pair of invisible hands.

Behind the shadow curtain are steps and steps, and a huge black throne at the top of the steps.

On the throne, sat a woman with white hair and black robes. It was unknown what kind of material it was made of. It looked like the deep night sky, dotted with countless tiny gems, like stars.

The throne was huge, but the woman sitting on it did not look small, because the woman was more than ten feet tall, and could no longer be described as tall, but a giant.

At this time, the woman's eyes were closed, her right elbow was on the armrest, and her palm was supporting her side face, as if she was sleeping.

Without Zhang Luxu's introduction, everyone present was sure of a fact:

This was Wu Xian, the former leader of the Wu Cult, a senior official of the Heavenly Court, and the "Great Wizard".

He was supposed to stand on the altar, but Yao Zu changed his position and gave him a chair.

Qi Xuansu looked at Wu Xian who was sleeping, and always felt a bit of inexplicable familiarity.

This familiar feeling did not come from what Qi Xuansu saw in his dream, nor from the inheritance of the Great Wizard, but more like an experience.

Where exactly was this experience?

He Luoshen interrupted Qi Xuansu's thoughts: "Wu Xian is still sleeping. Should we wake her up directly? Or should we leave?"

Qi Xuansu said: "Don't disturb Wu Xian first, and don't leave in a hurry. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

No one else knew what Qi Xuansu was waiting for. Only Qi Xuansu himself knew where he was looking for that familiar feeling.

Qi Xuansu stared at Wu Xian who was sleeping. After an unknown period of time, a picture appeared in front of him:

There was a big bubble above Wu Xian's head.

There were many people in that bubble, densely packed, coming and going, as busy as ants.

Who are these people?

What are these people doing?

What does this big bubble represent?

When Qi Xuansu wanted to take a closer look, the bubble became a bubble again, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Qi Xuansu had to concentrate again.

Zhang Wuhen, Zhang Luxu, and He Luoshen tacitly didn't disturb Qi Xuansu, but just waited quietly for the result.

At this moment, Qi Xuansu suddenly noticed something unusual in the Sumeru object.

He took it out and found it was a fish talisman.

Since the "Golden Wrong Knife" was expelled from the Qingping Society, the authority of this fish talisman has been revoked, but Qi Xuansu did not throw it away, but kept it with him as a commemoration, a symbol of a period of time and experience.

Qi Xuansu was certainly not afraid of the trouble caused by this fish talisman. No one could search him. If this day really came, it would mean that Qi Xuansu had lost power, and it would not matter whether he had this fish talisman or not.

At the same time, this fish talisman helped Qi Xuansu solve his doubts.

He knew where the familiarity came from.

Qingping Society.

Strictly speaking, it was a dream society.

The words that Qi Niang said when he first entered the dream society were still ringing in his ears.

"Don't you understand? You and I are actually meeting in a dream."

"Strictly speaking, we first enter our own dreams, and then use magic to connect our own dreams with this dream, like building a bridge, and then we come to this dream through the bridge. This is somewhat similar to the market system. Our own dreams are "markets", and this dream is a "market" connected to many markets."

"Whatever we say in the dream here, the owner of the dream will know, but the premise is that the owner of the dream wants to know. Generally speaking, she doesn't care about these, just providing a place, and I always feel that she sleeps very soundly. This dream is like a bottomless lake. We are just floating on the lake, and the consciousness of the owner of the dream is hidden deep in the lake."

"So far, the owner of the dream has not woken up. It is said that she has slept for more than a hundred years."

It turns out that the owner of this dream is Wu Xian.

The big bubble above Wu Xian's head is the dream meeting.

Those running back and forth in the "bubble" are members of the Qingping Society.

Now it seems that Qi Niang's description is very accurate. She said that the owner of the dream is deep in the "bottom of the lake". Qi Xuansu saw that Wu Xian was sleeping under the "bubble", which was indeed the literal bottom of the lake.

The Yao family's geomancers re-established the Qingping Society and controlled the Qingping Society, and the core of the Qingping Society was the Dream Society.

Who would have thought that the Dream Society was centered on Wu Xian?

In a sense, Wu Xian is also the ancestor of the Yao family, and the Yao family has made the most of this ancestor.

After Qi Xuansu came back to his senses, there was no "bubble" in front of him, and Wu Xian was still sleeping.

Suddenly, Qi Xuansu's eyes froze.

Wu Xian held his chin with his right hand, but held a tortoise shell with his left hand.