Xuanxia

Chapter 520 A strategy that has the best of both worlds
The long corridor on the mountain wall stretched out in darkness. The bright moonlight from the cave entrance could be vaguely seen in front, and the sound of the tide in Mirror Lake was getting closer and closer.

Hua Wuying looked up at the uneven stone ceiling and sighed, "It turns out there is a road on the shore that can lead directly to the bottom of the deep pit..."

"Is it to deceive Huo Yaer?"

Hua Xiaolan was behind him and whispered, "Let the master guard the pit above. This way, when Huo Yaer comes, even if she jumps into the pit, it won't be easy for her to reach the bottom."

Lin Wangshu, who was walking in the front, turned around and smiled slightly: "It's just a little unnecessary precaution."

Hua Wuying asked: "Master Lin, just now you said that Lingjing Sect is about to disappear, what exactly did you mean?"

"..."

Lin Wangshu put his hands behind his back and sighed softly.

"You... have you ever heard that Lord Ning Baimei came to Lingjingmen a few years ago?" he asked softly.

Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan were startled.

They do know.

This matter was not a big secret - Ning Baimei had been to Lingjingmen and took away many of the advanced spells here, but no one knew what he left behind in exchange.

"Lord Ning, is it related to the impending demise of Lingjing Sect?" Hua Wuying asked boldly.

Lin Wangshu smiled softly: "If it weren't for Master Ning, perhaps Lingjing Sect would have perished long ago..."

He walked forward slowly, his voice was ethereal and echoed in the long corridor: "The spiritual energy that our Lingjing sect practitioners absorb comes from the thousand-year-old Nine-section Bell Grass. The spiritual energy here is extremely rich, and practicing here can achieve twice the result with half the effort. But... the Nine-section Bell Grass is, after all, fed by human corpses. Over the past thousand years, many of the corpses thrown into it have died suddenly, and the murderous energy has accumulated little by little."

"If you use this spiritual void to practice for only one, two, three or five years, maybe there will be no problem; but after many years, there will definitely be problems."

"Especially for people like us Lin family... We have lived and grown up here and practiced since childhood. When we reach a certain age, things will go wrong."

At this point, Lin Wangshu sighed: "Back then, my grandfather went mad because of this and started killing people in the sect..."

Hua Xiaolan let out an "ah".

Hua Wuying's pupils also trembled: "When Huo Ya'er was still the Saint of Qiluo Palace, she came to Lingjingmen and comforted your ancestor with string music. It turns out that the cause of the incident was also the thousand-year-old bell grass?"

"good."

Lin Wangshu said quietly, “We originally thought it was just an ordinary training problem and didn’t take it seriously until Lord Ning came that year…”

"He saw at a glance that there was a violent intention hidden in the spiritual void of this place. The Lingjing Sect practiced here, and this violent intention had long been hidden in our meridians and bones. It cannot be removed at all, and can only be suppressed temporarily."

"My father was a rare talent in the Lingjing Sect in hundreds of years. For this matter, he reluctantly abandoned his own cultivation and even dismissed all the disciples in the sect... I am the only one left. Since I am still young and have not accumulated too much violence in my body, as long as I practice the Qingxin Sanfeng Jue left by Master Ning in time, I can greatly suppress my violent intentions."

"It is precisely because of this that my father gave me countless books of magic from the Lingjing Sect, hoping that the magic of our Lingjing Sect could be passed down for a long time."

Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan looked at each other, both of them were a little shocked.

"But……"

Hua Xiaolan asked softly, "I've never heard of any murderer coming out of your Lingjing Sect before?"

“Alas.” Lin Wangshu smiled helplessly. “This violent energy is not only hidden in Lingxu, but also accumulated through bloodline from generation to generation. Now, a thousand years have passed, and my Lin family has lived here for generations. It finally erupted in my grandfather… If we can’t suppress it, the age of those in our Lin family who become possessed and mad will only get younger and younger.”

"I see." Hua Wuying pondered, "But now, Lingjing Sect still has more than a dozen disciples."

Lin Wangshu smiled when he heard this, but did not respond immediately.

They had now arrived at the end of the corridor. At the entrance of the cave, the disciples of Lingjing Sect had already been waiting.

When they saw Lin Wangshu, they all bowed their heads and saluted.

"Actually, they are not my disciples."

Lin Wangshu chuckled and said, "I am only accepting disciples on behalf of my father. Strictly speaking, they are my junior brothers and sisters."

Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan were stunned.

The master standing in the front bowed and said, "Master Lin, please don't say that. The twelve of us are just rubbish. How dare we call you, a banished immortal, our fellow disciples?"

Lin Wangshu was not annoyed, and explained to Hua and Hua with a smile: "The twelve of them were actually sent by Mingjian Pavilion." "Ah?"

Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan were surprised again.

The Master was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Yes... we are all from the Sin Clan."

"The sinful clan?" Hua Wuying frowned slightly: "It means that your family and clan are all..."

"They all committed serious crimes and were exiled or executed." The Great Master sighed, "We should have died, but Master Ning saw that we were in good shape and had a repentant heart, so he gave us a chance."

"good."

Another disciple of the Lingjing Sect said, "Lord Ning gave us a second chance, and Sect Leader Lin didn't mind us going there and was willing to take us in. He even opened our spiritual orifices and helped us practice magic, allowing us to live a life like gods. Lord Ning and Sect Leader Lin are our second parents."

Hearing this, Hua Xiaolan smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of the evil spirit entering your body?"

"...We have long been aware of this." Mr. Da said in a deep voice.

Lin Wangshu sighed, "Someone has to keep an eye on this crater, and the truth about everything needs to be passed down... It's just that everything is too dirty and filthy. I hope that this can be gradually accepted by people, rather than... Therefore, it might be better to leave some heritage and pass it down year after year, generation after generation."

Hua Wuying's eyes paused slightly.

"I see."

He said softly, "Master Lin, I understand what you said."

"You understand, but what about me?" Hua Xiaolan said with a pout beside him.

Hua Wuying scratched his head.

"Haha, Miss Xiaolan." Lin Wangshu turned his head and said with a smile: "Perhaps, I have a way."

Hua Xiaolan crossed her arms: "You say."

"If the thousand-year-old Nine-section Bell Grass is picked, it will definitely cause a volcanic eruption." Lin Wangshu said softly: "What's more, this Nine-section Bell Grass is full of murderous energy. If it is used to repair the Phoenix Blood Pool, it may not be a good thing."

Hua Xiaolan frowned slightly, her face showing a thoughtful look.

"Now that Wandu Mountain is facing evil spirits and is in imminent danger, perhaps my Lingjing Sect can lend a helping hand."

Lin Wangshu said slowly: "Of course, I know that we alone cannot change the situation of the war - so you can go to the capital."

"Going to Beijing?" Hua Wuying was stunned.

"Go to Beijing."

Lin Wangshu said seriously: "Ask for help from Mingjian Pavilion."

Hua Xiaolan snorted, "Mingjian Pavilion? They probably still hate me for what happened to Long Dabei... and the imperial court has also sent people to Southern Xinjiang. What's the point of us going there again?"

"It's to ask for help from the Montenegro Islands."

Lin Wangshu smiled and said, "Huo Yaer came to Lingjing Gate and tried to plunder Zhaoxuan Mirror. Then he tried to take action against Jiujie Lingcao. The Northern Barbarians have evil ambitions. Although his soul has been temporarily expelled by us, there will still be endless troubles..."

Hua Xiaolan was shocked: "You want Mingjian Pavilion to deal with this volcano?!"

"No, volcanic eruptions are natural disasters and there is no way they can be suppressed permanently."

Lin Wangshu said leisurely: "I hope... they come and use the power of the court to transfer the people of the Black Mountain Islands. The civilians here should be moved to a safer place... In this way, no one will be fed to the Nine-section Bell Grass after death. If the volcano erupts again one day in the future, no one will die here."

When these words were spoken, not only Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan, but also the dozen or so disciples of Lingjing Sect were shocked.

"Headmaster Lin?!"

They blurted out: "If this happens, won't our Lingjing Sect be gone?!"

"...The current Lingjing Sect and the current Black Mountain Islands should not continue in this way."

Lin Wangshu looked up at the full moon in the sky and sighed, "Perhaps what happened today is an opportunity, an opportunity for change..."

(End of this chapter)