Taoist Wan Yu was sitting cross-legged in the valley, playing with the Tianji Compass in his hands out of boredom.
Suddenly, an auspicious cloud floated rapidly from the sky and landed in the valley.
Why is it him?
Monk Shangzhen dispersed the auspicious clouds at his feet and saw Taoist Wanyu at one glance, and was immediately shocked.
He didn't expect that the Tianji Compass was actually in this person's hand.
Things are getting difficult.
This person is a master at the same level as Zen Master Zhenru.
If he wanted to snatch something from this kind of existence, Monk Shangzhen felt that he couldn't do it even if he killed himself.
He pursed his lips and put a smile on his face: "Amitabha, I, the junior, really pay homage to the senior. I wonder why the senior is here?"
"Haha, Pindao is waiting for you."
"wait for me?"
Monk Shangzhen suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
He frowned: "You deliberately lured the poor monk here. Did you already know that the poor monk was looking for the Tianji Compass?"
"Haha, it doesn't look stupid."
Taoist Wan Yu chuckled and said: "Yes, Pindao did bring you here on purpose. Even if you stayed in the Jin Dynasty, it was Pindao who did it deliberately. How about it, is it an accident?"
"What do you mean, what does it mean for a poor monk to stay in the Jin Dynasty? Did you do it deliberately?"
Monk Shangzhen's face changed with shock, and his heart was full of disbelief.
After all, it was his own decision to stay in the Jin Dynasty to search for the Tianji Compass, and it was entirely his own inner thoughts.
But now the meaning of Wan Yu Taoist's words actually said that the thoughts in his heart were actually the result of the influence of the other party?
This is simply a big joke, how is it possible?
"What, you don't believe it?"
Taoist Wan Yu said with a teasing smile: "Then I will let you recall it."
As he spoke, he lightly tapped the index finger of his right hand, and a nine-color stream of light suddenly fell into the center of monk Shangzhen's eyebrows.
"uh-huh!"
Monk Shangzhen groaned, his eyes suddenly became blurred, and his memory suddenly returned to Xiguan City more than two months ago.
At that time, Taoist Wan Yu had just suppressed Mo He and single-handedly ended the catastrophe of the national destiny, which shocked everyone present.
Later, out of selfish motives, Monk Shangzhen wanted to get Mohe and Incense Taomu from Taoist Wanyu——
"What if I don't give it to you? Do you also want to fight Pindao?"
Taoist Wan Yu's tone was understatement, but it scared Monk Shangzhen back: "This... junior doesn't dare!"
"Are you afraid of me?"
Taoist Wan Yu continued to say with a slight smile: "Okay, if you want Mo He, you can ask Zhenru Old Bald Donkey to come to me in person. As for you, a junior, haha, we will meet again soon. When the time comes, Pindao will
A surprise for you."
The memory image stopped at this scene, and Monk Shangzhen suddenly realized something was wrong.
Because at this moment, he suddenly found that there seemed to be an extra memory in his mind.
Just when Taoist Wan Yu said the word "surprise", the two of them just looked at each other.
At this moment, Monk Shangzhen suddenly discovered that in the depths of Taoist Wanyu's eyes, a faint nine-color light flashed.
At the same time, an idea was planted in his mind.
In fact, at the beginning, although Monk Shangzhen really wanted to find Monk Jiechi and Tianji Compass, he did not think that the two were in the Jin Dynasty.
He had always believed that the most likely reason for the monk Jie Chi was that he disappeared somewhere in the world of immortality.
But it was at that moment, after being planted with the idea by Taoist Wan Yu.
His thoughts had been tampered with, but he didn't know anything about it.
After that, Monk Shangzhen began to believe that Monk Jiechi and Tianji Compass were in the Jin Dynasty.
Moreover, under the influence of his thoughts, he stayed in the Jin Dynasty.
In the next two months, Monk Shangzhen had been searching everywhere in the Jin Dynasty, and used the sect's secret method to calculate the trajectory of Monk Jiechi.
Finally, he finally deduced that the last place where the monk Jie Chi was was the totem temple in the northern Xinjiang land.
In fact, Monk Shangzhen had no idea that his so-called calculation results were actually influenced by the thoughts of Taoist Wanyu.
Otherwise, based on his cultivation, how could he possibly deduce what happened about Zhao Mu?
You know, even Zhu Qincang, who is known as the third-ranked deduction expert in the world of immortal cultivation in the Southern Region, could not deduce what happened to Zhao Mu at all, and even vomited blood because of it.
Why is he a monk who is only in the soul refining realm?
…
The missing memories resurfaced, making Monk Shangzhen feel like he was waking up from a big dream, his eyes filled with sudden realization.
But then, his heart was filled with panic.
After all, facing an enemy who can control one's own thoughts, it would be difficult for anyone not to be afraid.
"You...how did you do it?"
Monk Shangzhen was so frightened that his legs went weak and his face turned pale.
Of course he didn't know that the Taoist Wan Yu in front of him was actually the incarnation of a nine-colored glass lamp.
This nine-color glass lamp has the ability to mobilize emotions and influence people's hearts.
Thinking back to more than two thousand years ago, when the nine-color glazed lamp appeared in the world of cultivating immortals in the Northern Territory, it used its own ability to influence the thoughts of countless monks and even caused a war among the monks in the Northern Territory.
Among those monks, there were many super strong ones, but they were still affected by the nine-color glass lamp.
Now, if Wan Yu Taoist wants to influence him, a monk in the soul refining realm, what's the difficulty?
But Taoist Wanyu obviously has no interest in explaining his abilities to Monk Shangzhen.
He smiled softly and said: "You don't have to worry about how you did it. You should ask now, why did Pindao plot against you?"
"Yes, yes, why are you plotting against this poor monk?"
Monk Shangzhen was already frightened, so he instinctively followed Taoist Wanyu's words and asked.
"Haha, of course it's because you and I have grudges. After all, you wanted to kill me some time ago."
"I want to kill you?"
Monk Shangzhen was stunned and had no idea what Taoist Wanyu was talking about.
This is a strong man in the sage realm!
Even if he had a hundred more courage, he wouldn't dare to kill him!
Is he impatient to live with such a strong man?
"Haha, to be precise, you are the master who once wanted to kill me." Taoist Wan Yu said again.
But Monk Shangzhen was even more dizzy.
A strong man like Taoist Wan Yu actually has a master?
That master must be stronger, right?
The poor monk didn't even dare to kill Wan Yu Taoist, so how could he dare to kill his master?
Monk Shangzhen felt very wronged.
He asked carefully: "Senior, is there any misunderstanding about this matter?"
"No."
"What's more, even if there is a misunderstanding, so what? Does it matter? You are bound to die today anyway."
Taoist Wan Yu chuckled, raised his hand again, and pointed a finger at the center of monk Shang Zhen's eyebrows.
"Yes, since senior has thoughts of killing, it really doesn't matter whether there is a misunderstanding or not."
Monk Shangzhen shook his head bitterly: "I still want to know, with my senior's cultivation it was so easy to kill me, why do I have to influence this junior's thoughts and make it so troublesome?"
"Because, my master wants to use you to try my method of influencing people's thoughts."
"And it turns out that in the past two months, you haven't shown the slightest sign of being able to break away from my control."
Taoist Wan Yu explained calmly.
So, am I just an experiment?
A strong sense of humiliation rushed into his heart, and Monk Shangzhen's face turned extremely ugly.
He really wanted to know who the so-called master was?
Killing people can only be done with a nod of the head.
Why did the other party use this method to humiliate him?
But unfortunately, Taoist Wan Yu obviously had no intention of telling him.
Monk Shangzhen felt very aggrieved.
Could it be that he didn’t even know whose hands he died in?