There's something wrong with my master.

Wu Ji said this very seriously, because he really wanted to kill Lin Xi.

Without waiting for Lin Xi to reply, he took a step out and came to a dark dungeon.

Inside, there was a woman whose figure was very similar to Lin Xi, lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Her body was covered with ferocious wounds of all sizes, and her breathing was very weak.

The Pure Land monk sat aside with his hands folded and recited the Buddha mantra, refining the woman's breath to the point of becoming more and more like Lin Xi.

Nichang pinched the woman's face, like she was kneading a clay figure, reshaping her facial features.

In the dark, two puppets emitting the aura of tribulation lurked.

"Although the imitation is very similar, I still think that the woman should come in person, so that all the people on the mountain can be lured out."

Nishang pinched her face, her eyes pierced the space, and looked at Lin Xi who was under house arrest, as if she was comparing with her.

The two puppets in the void moved and hid deeper.

"Then, if it is not drawn out, we will still suffer in the future."

"Senior brother is right. That's the Mahayana period that is over 300 years old."

The Pure Land monk, who wanted to speak, sighed and ultimately said nothing.

He is the abbot of Pure Land Temple.

Any decision you make needs to be made with caution.

Seeing this, Nishang suddenly chuckled a few times, then looked at Wu Ji.

"Haha, even if there is interference from the Seven Emotions Flower, Tai Shang Wang Qing is still Tai Shang Wang Qing."

"Lin Xi's disciple has reached the stage of transcending tribulation and has become the strongest among them. So what?"

"By then, you will have seen through all the love in the world and completely forgotten the relationship between master and disciple."

Nichang tried to persuade Wu Ji to host the Demon-Slaying Conference independently and torture and kill the real Lin Xi in public.

If the people from Four Seasons Mountain were really lured out by then, she would follow the others and rush forward.

If she didn't come down, then she would have nothing to do with it and would just stay out of it.

Most of the monks who are undergoing tribulation are very rational, but this does not include Wu Ji, whose skills are flawed.

It is not possible to encourage others, but it is possible to encourage Wu Ji.

Chapter 323: Stranded Whales Will Explode

As Nichang finished her words, the dungeon became very quiet.

Only the woman whose figure and appearance were very similar to Lin Xi was still breathing softly.

She was like a fish that had been struggling on the shore for a long time. Just breathing was already very difficult.

Wu Ji felt that the Seven Swords Sect was very similar to this woman.

The moment the Seven Illusion Lotus was lost, the Seven Swords Sect became a whale stranded on the shore.

Unless they reduce their size, the highest level of cultivation for the sect's monks will be fusion, and then they can swim back to the sea along with the sea water that washes in from time to time.

Otherwise, the Seven Swords Sect will remain stranded on the shore until it is sunburned and thirsty.

"hold on."

“No one knows what Tai Shang Wang Qing will become after absorbing the Seven Emotions Flower.”

"This kind of thing is not recorded in any classics. You just heard that the Supreme Forgetful Cultivator who absorbed the Seven Emotions Flower would forget all emotions when he became a Tribulation-Transcending Cultivator."

"It's hard to say what will happen."

"And what if Lin Xi's disciple goes down the mountain?"

"According to Lin Xi, there is another reincarnation of Qiankun Realm on the mountain."

"She used to be an immortal weapon, and now she is in the fusion stage. In a few decades, she should be able to overcome the tribulation."

"By then, how many people in the entire cultivation world will be able to rival this reincarnated immortal weapon?"

Wu Ji squeezed the bones until they crackled, and a hint of ferocity occasionally flashed in his eyes, but he was not really instigated by Nichang.

"Reincarnation of Qiankun Realm?" Nishang leaned against the wall of the dungeon, crossed her hands and placed her lower abdomen, looking very lazy.

"If that is really the reincarnation of Qiankun Realm, then she is recovering her cultivation."

"This kind of rise in cultivation cannot be suppressed, and becoming an immortal within a hundred years is almost a foregone conclusion."

"After more than a hundred years, she has already become an immortal. How can she care about the affairs of the human world?"

“Even if he is really like Tianyun Tianxue, a cultivator who can kill immortals in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, so what?”

"When she becomes a calamity-crosser, she will only stay in the human world for a few years. If everyone takes their own sects to hide for a while, they should be able to escape."

After Nichang finished speaking, she looked up at Wu Ji, blinked, and secretly activated the unique illusion technique of the Su Nu Sect, trying to influence Wu Ji's judgment.

However, even though Wu Ji was not in good condition at this moment, he still saw through her illusion at first glance.

In an instant, the broad sword flew out of Wu Ji's storage ring and was placed on Nichang's neck.

A cold light flashed on the heavy sword edge.

"I'm afraid that by then I won't be the only one hiding here and there with the entire Seven Sword Sect, right?"

His voice was full of sarcasm, and the cruelty in his heart was roaring wildly.

“Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth.”

"Senior brother is right."

The two puppets lurking in the void said something each.

Monk Jingtu turned the Buddhist beads and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's light enveloped Wu Ji, dispelling some of the brutality in his heart.

"I hope there will be no next time." Wu Ji looked at Ni Shang coldly, and the wide giant sword moved, but he did not take action after all.

Although Nishang has never shown much combat power, she is a cultivator who has passed the tribulation.

Wu Ji was not sure he could keep her.

Moreover, in the world of monks, it is better to resolve enemies than to create them.

In this world, everyone's goal is almost to become immortals, not to fight and kill.

"Please send the invitation from the Demon Slaying Conference to the Ten Tribulation Sect and Four Seasons Mountain."

Wu Ji called over a disciple and took out two invitations.

He waved his sleeves, reflecting the woman in the dungeon in the invitation to Four Seasons Mountain.

Then he handed out the invitation.

The monk of the Seven Sword Sect who was guarding the dungeon responded, and after receiving the invitation, he bowed and retreated.

"It's not me who has flaws in my technique."

"There are some things you really should consider."

Nichang leaned against the wall and said something, and finally her body turned into many petals and disappeared into the dungeon.

Wu Ji was silent for a moment and said nothing.

There are too many things he needs to weigh.

If one is not careful, the Seven Swords Sect, which has been in power for 100,000 years, will disappear from this world.

And no one knows whether Yun Changsheng's heart can replace the role of the Seven Illusion Lotus.

He would need to meet Yun Changsheng again to have a rough idea of ​​this matter.

If the Demon-Slaying Conference could really lure Yun Changsheng here, then he would gouge out Yun Changsheng's heart and give it a try.

If it doesn't work, you can throw Yun Changsheng into the alchemy furnace.

If you can't draw it out...

Wu Ji shook the jade slip in his hand which contained the Seven Sword Sect's skills.

I remember that Yun Changsheng once said that he would help the Seven Swords Sect fix the flaws in their martial arts.

He didn't believe Yun Changsheng could do it.

But he could use this opportunity to visit Yun Changsheng, stay on the mountain for a while, and observe Yun Changsheng's heart.

If Yun Changsheng's heart can really replace the Seven Illusionary Lotus, then we can make further plans.

If not...

His eyes darkened and he looked towards the huge sect, a trace of reluctance flashing through his heart.

If Yun Changsheng's heart cannot replace the Seven Illusion Lotus, then he should prepare to reduce the size of the Seven Swords Sect and allow this stranded whale to return to the sea.

So what if his highest level of cultivation is only the fusion stage.

It’s much better than the entire sect being gone.

Moreover, 100,000 years ago, the ancestor who admired Tianyun and Tianxue and practiced swordsmanship had not even reached the level of cultivation.

Everything is just starting over again.

Perhaps there really are some talented younger cultivators who can make up for the shortcomings of the Seven Swords Sect's techniques.

As for torture the real Lin Xi, it is too risky to try to lure Yun Changsheng out again.

He needs to wait until he meets Yun Changsheng and confirms the function of Yun Changsheng's heart before he can make a decision.

"Amitabha."

Monk Jingtu turned the Buddhist beads, continuing to change the breath of the woman in front of him.

This woman is a demon cultivator who was suppressed in the Pure Land Temple.

Now that it has been given Lin Xi's name, it has become Lin Xi's shape from the inside out.

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"Grand Master, someone sent an invitation."

"Just put it there."

"Bring it to me and see."

"Oh, Master, here you go."

Li Yue hesitated with the invitation for a moment. Seeing Lin Duoduo's undeniable look, she thought about it and handed the invitation to Yun Changsheng.

Now she has the highest level of cultivation on the mountain.

She was the first to hear someone calling at the foot of the mountain.

So he created an avatar and brought up the invitation.

The invitation was a little cold, carrying Lin Xi's scent, and also a strong smell of blood.

A picture unfolded in front of Yun Changsheng.

She was a woman who looked exactly like Lin Xi, and was now tortured to the point of being on the verge of death.

From the scars on the woman's body and the bloodstains on the ground, one can already imagine what kind of torture this woman suffered.

Through the invitation, I could vaguely hear the woman's shrill roar.

"If you really get out, these tortures will probably be inflicted on me."

Lin Duoduo held Yun Changsheng's hand with her slightly cold little hand, with a warning in her tone.

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