Chapter 48 I am no longer myself

Yang Che found it incredible that Wu Qingxuan had such amazing cultivation.

At the same time, he also better understood the explanation of 'good and evil' that he saw in one of the volumes of the Wulong Valley Library.

In the world of cultivating immortals, whether they are noble sects or evil heretics, what they pursue is to act against nature and prey on the weak.

The so-called "upright style" is nothing more than the gradual and gradual process of practice, so that things will come naturally.

The 'Devil Way' takes a deviant approach, striving for a rapid increase in magic power, blindly pursuing the powerful power of the exercises, doing whatever one wants in the cultivation process, and using all possible means, which is suspected of being opportunistic.

Because the devil is obsessed with speed and strength, as the skills improve, he will gradually behave in extreme ways and even lose his human nature, thus becoming extremely bloodthirsty and cruel.

Wu Qingxuan in front of her was already possessed by a demon.

When Yang Che thought about it, Wu Qingxuan must have paid an unimaginable price to gain such a powerful 'cultivation' in a short period of time.

The Taiyan Pagoda is right in front of you.

Countless thick chains stretched out from the surrounding rocky ground like horned dragons, tightly binding the tower body.

Upon entering the tower, several eminent monks recited mysterious scriptures in unison, and golden text elements floated out from in front of them and wrapped towards Wu Qingxuan and Yang Che.

Wu Qingxuan snorted coldly, waved her jade hand, and countless demonic mist surged out, heading straight for these golden runes.

The two colors of gold and black stirred together in the mid-air, with great momentum.

These eminent monks soon vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Demon obstacles, don't show off your power."

The old monk finally caught up behind him. He threw a Zen staff, which rose rapidly into the wind and became like a pillar of heaven. It rumbled and hit Wu Qingxuan hard with the sound of ancient thunder.

Wu Qingxuan's hair was disheveled and she screamed. The demonic mist around her turned into countless evil ghost skeletons, forming a blood cloud and hitting the sky-holding Zen staff.

With a 'boom', the color of the world changed.

The Zen staff was shot down.

The old monk stepped back several hundred feet, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Not far away, several Buddhist monks with golden light on their bodies had arrived.

They all looked solemn and spoke the truth, as if they were gods and Buddhas descended from the world.

The mantra formed the terrifying thunder sound Buddhist inscription, and turned into a golden bell in mid-air, directly covering Wu Qingxuan and Yang Che.

Wu Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and she waved her jade hand quickly, and countless evil ghost skeletons transformed from the magic mist slammed into the giant bell.

With a 'buzz' sound, the golden bell made a thunderous sound, deafening.

Wu Qingxuan was injured by the sound of the bell, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, she pulled Yang Che, forced open the tower door, and broke into the Taiyan Tower.

Inside the tower, the temperature is as high as blazing.

As soon as he entered the tower, Yang Che suddenly felt like he had entered an alchemy furnace, which was unbearably hot.

Wu Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, but she sensed that more and more eminent monks had gathered outside, so she could only continue to move forward.

This tower is very strange. There is no way up, only down.

The two soon arrived at the bottom of the tower.

It was getting hotter and hotter, Yang Che was sweating profusely, and he felt the terror of this high temperature more and more.

He had a very absurd and weird feeling, as if Wu Qingxuan had deliberately led him to escape here.

The bottom of the tower is extremely spacious, with a large bronze cauldron several feet high in the middle.

The cauldron was red, emitting white smoke, and obviously extremely hot.

At this time, Wu Qingxuan finally withdrew from the black mist. After Yang Che stood firm, he found that her face was pale and there was a trace of scarlet blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Yang Che, how on earth did you find out it was me?"

A wry smile appeared on Wu Qingxuan's tired face.

Yang Che stared at Wu Qingxuan, extremely complicated emotions welling up in his heart.

Is obsession really so terrible? Will it completely change a person?

"You are no longer you."

Yang Che said calmly: "After you were possessed by the demonic old woman from Black Wutan, even if I destroyed her remaining soul, I vaguely discovered that you no longer seem to be you."

When Wu Qingxuan heard this, a trace of shock appeared on her face, but it soon turned into bitterness.

At this time, Yang Che continued: "In Chaoyin Peak Prison, you said a lot to me. Inadvertently, you said a lot of words that even I have never heard. For example, you said that 'Master Mingpu' is a great Buddhist cultivator, which is comparable to As a 'first-time Buddha' in the later stage of foundation building, especially in that sentence, you said that the people at Taiyan Temple could never make mistakes in the 'Truth Technique', so you were identified as the one who killed Master Mingpu."

When Wu Qingxuan heard this, her expression changed and she seemed to realize something.

"Later I specifically asked the old monk quietly, and he said that no one had mentioned 'Truth Word' to you at all, and he could ensure this. Even if I mentioned the 'Truth Word' after meeting you, I never said it." There is no way that Power Word can go wrong'."

Wu Qingxuan looked at Yang Che intently, as if she had never understood him before, and had a new understanding of him.

"Later I found Miaocui again. I tested her and I can confirm that she has never been possessed. From her nonsense, we can also infer that she should have seen a terrifying scene like a ghost, and just now you used ' The magic power turned into a fierce ghost..."

Yang Che did not continue talking because he found that Wu Qingxuan seemed to be in a very bad condition.

Wu Qingxuan regained her dull look and sneered: "Yes, I deliberately used magic skills to lose Miaocui's mind, so that she was frightened by me. Your judgment is basically correct. Master Mingpu was indeed killed by me."

After a slight pause, she continued: "Are you disappointed? As you said, I am no longer me."

"Miss Wu, I don't understand. Since you can hide your magic power so that others can't see it, why do you want to kill Master Mingpu? And after killing Master Mingpu, you didn't kill Miaocui?"

There was a trace of self-mockery on Wu Qingxuan's lips, and she said calmly: "Yang Che, you are right. Do you know? Ever since I was possessed by the old woman from the Tiangui Sect, I have shared memories with her. I know too much about Mrs. There were many, especially the secret of the 'Extreme Yin Body'. I was very scared at first, but my obsession with the path to immortality allowed me to overcome this fear. It was also this obsession that made me embark on this path of no return. road."

Wu Qingxuan continued with a sad smile: "The Heavenly Ghost Sect has a secret technique that can sacrifice a large amount of lifespan and use the 'extreme yin body' as a special immortal root to directly devour other people's souls to gain powerful ghost power."

"But I suffered a huge backlash for doing so. Not only was my life span running low, but every once in a while I had to kill a practitioner and devour his soul to maintain it."

"Master Mingpu is a good man. I never wanted to kill him, but when I was listening to the sutra that day, I suffered a backlash, which aroused Master Mingpu's suspicion. I had no choice but to kill him."

"And Miaocui, she is also a pitiful person, even more pitiful than me. I have had no friends or confidants since I was a child, and Miaocui, she is the only one who is close to me, Wu Qingxuan."

After Wu Qingxuan finished speaking, her expression was sluggish, and a hollow look gradually appeared in her eyes.

Yang Che was speechless for a long time.

"Miss Wu, is it worth it? You can live for decades in exchange for such a short journey of cultivation. Do you really think it's worth it?"

Yang Che felt sad when he thought about what happened to Wu Qingxuan, including being poisoned and disfigured, her father dead, betrayed, and possessed by a demonic old woman.

Wu Qingxuan suddenly smiled.

And smiled so brightly.

For a moment, Yang Che even forgot that they were in a furnace, and the clothes on his body had been soaked over and over again.

"I think...it's worth it."

After Wu Qingxuan said these words, she felt relieved and had never smiled so happily.

After laughing, she grabbed Yang Che's arm, walked under the bronze cauldron, and suddenly stamped her foot hard.

There was a rumble under his feet and it collapsed, and then a ball of forest-white flames suddenly burst out from inside, and Wu Qingxuan suddenly grabbed him.