Song Zhiyi sat cross-legged on a stone outside Taiyi Hall, quietly comprehending the art of swordsmanship.
He is a very quiet person. The job of guarding the Taiyi Palace is boring to others, but it is just right for him.
The elder who was accompanying him went to take care of the trouble caused by his apprentice, and he was the only one outside the temple.
Suddenly, his consciousness sensed slight fluctuations coming from the hall, and he opened his eyes.
If an abnormality occurs, the elder on duty must go and find out. Under normal circumstances, one of the two people will guard the door and the other will guard the door. If an accident occurs, the person outside will lock the door in time to prevent the magic weapon from escaping.
But now he is the only one...
Song Zhiyi raised his hand and released a compass, which was the forbidden switch of Taiyi Palace. There were dots of stars floating on it, representing the situation in the palace.
The light spot is normal, so the restriction is intact.
He thought for a moment and decided to go take a look himself - the elder who was on duty with him didn't know when he would be back. If a magic weapon got loose, he would be afraid of something happening if it took a long time.
He stepped into Taiyi Hall, carefully sealed the ban, and looked at each one carefully.
After looking around, I finally discovered that the fluctuations in demonic energy were coming from the demonic sword hanging in the middle.
This magic sword was owned by a demon king during the Demon Sealing War. It is the magic weapon with the strongest magic power in the entire Taiyi Palace, and nothing can happen to it.
Fortunately, he checked and found that the seal was not loose. There might just be some problems with the magic weapon itself.
He couldn't handle this on his own, so he had to strengthen the seal first and then notify others and wait for the matter to be dealt with.
Song Zhiyi thought so, so he stepped forward and prepared to take action. When he faced the magic sword, his whole mind went numb and the scene froze.
There was a fog behind, and some shadows could be vaguely seen. Suddenly, a force came, and Bai Mengjin was ejected into the sea of consciousness.
"What's wrong?" Ling Bufei asked with concern.
Bai Mengjin frowned and said, "If there's a problem, I'll take a look."
Song Zhiyi cooperated very well, putting down the guard of Consciousness Sea and letting her enter his memory.
Bai Mengjin once again found the sea of memory. When she read this paragraph, another force popped up. Fortunately, this time she was prepared and carried it through forcefully, so the fog dissipated a little and the picture became clear.
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Song Zhiyi froze when he faced the magic sword. A shadow flashed away, and someone passed him and moved forward.
Bai Mengjin rewinds and reads that memory again.
Once, twice, three times... When she was completely accustomed to the power and could resist it perfectly, she finally saw clearly what was happening in the palace.
The robe of the sect master and the order of the sect master on the waist are Ling Yun Gao!
He walked up to Song Zhiyi, took away the compass, and tried to unlock the seal.
The seal on the magic sword melted away little by little, and suddenly Song Zhi moved his eyes. His consciousness was so powerful that he would be able to break free in a short time.
Ling Yungao didn't expect him to wake up so quickly. In a hurry, he threw the compass and the magic sword into Song Zhiyi's hands and pretended to be rushing from outside.
Song Zhi blinked and finally broke away completely, only to see himself holding the magic sword.
"Junior Brother Song, what are you doing! Put down the magic sword!" Ling Yungao slapped his palm and stopped Song Zhiyi before he could react at all.
…
Bai Mengjin took a breath and withdrew from Song Zhiyi's sea of consciousness.
"Mengjin!" Ling Bufei whispered and helped her in time.
Bai Mengjin pressed her painful forehead, but smiled happily. It was not easy to forcefully read the memory of the transformed spirit. Even though Song Zhiyi had tried his best to put down his guard, her divine mind was still seriously injured.
"Do you have any medicine to nourish your mind? Give it to her." Song Zhi turned around and ordered.
Ling Bufei hurriedly followed the instructions.
After a while, Bai Mengjin finally recovered.
"Can you see clearly?" Song Zhiyi asked, "Am I really deceived by the magic sword?"
Bai Mengjin shook his head: "It's the sect master. When Master Song was reinforcing the seal, he was immobilized by the demon breath released by the magic sword. The sect master came in and wanted to take away the demon sword. However, Master Song woke up early. In an emergency, he simply framed you."
Song Zhiyi was not surprised by this result and just nodded slightly.
"As expected!"
He had been imprisoned in Xuanbing Prison for several years, and had thought about the whole thing over and over countless times, and had already thought it through. This matter could not be circumvented by Ling Yungao, either he had concealed the truth, or he had framed it himself.
"But this is not considered evidence." Song Zhiyi continued, "You are a criminal, and the memory read out is not very credible without other supporting evidence."
Bai Mengjin smiled: "It doesn't matter, we didn't think of pulling down the sect leader so easily. We read the memories of our uncle just to find the truth and prescribe the right medicine."
"Oh." She said this, and Song Zhiyi felt relieved.
"Okay, now here comes the question." Ling Bufei pawed his hands and thought, "My uncle did it, but why did he do it? Was he planning to steal the magic sword in the first place? What did he want to do?"
This question made Song Zhiyi frown: "Yes, what does the sect want the magic sword for? He is so sneaky, and obviously the reason cannot be explained. Although the magic weapon is powerful, it can easily corrode the mind. Normal monks should put it under If you are around him for a long time, you will easily become crazy."
"Of course because he is not a normal monk." Bai Mengjin told the news calmly, "The sect master has been possessed by the devil, but I didn't know whether it was the devil or himself who made the decision. After reading the memories of the uncle, I can be sure, The sect master has not lost his mind, he has become possessed by the devil."
This news finally made Song Zhiyi change his expression: "What? How did you determine it?"
Ling Bufei and Bai Mengjin looked at each other and told what happened in the Ling family: "...Uncle Yuan has been staring at him for a long time, but it's a pity that he didn't guard against it."
Song Zhi didn't speak for a long time. The leader of the Wuji Sect was possessed by demons. This news would be enough to shock the world of immortality!
"No wonder you came to rescue me as soon as you came back and didn't even verify whether I lied." Song Zhiyi smiled bitterly.
He quickly calmed down and thought: "If the sect master has become a demon, then he took the demon sword for practice? In the past few years, the sect master has made rapid progress in cultivation. The demon sword has the power left by the ancient demon king. If he gets it, maybe it will
He can break through in one fell swoop.”
What happens after the breakthrough of becoming a god? Normal monks achieve enlightenment and live freely in the world. What about the Demon Lord? I don’t know, but I am sure that no one in the entire world of immortality can subdue him, including the old tree in Canngling Mountain.
"No." Bai Mengjin said slowly, "I don't think he took the Demon Sword for this reason."
The two people present looked at her, and Ling Bufei was confused: "What is that for?"
Bai Mengjin has been a demon for thousands of years, and no one in the world understands demon cultivators as well as her. Ling Yungao now appears to be a normal Taoist cultivator, which shows that he has not turned his body into a demon body.
So--
"He is looking for a container, a container that can hold the demon soul."