Listening to Jiang Yan's words, Song Wanxi, who has been possessed by a demon and is restrained by chains and golden talismans in the Liuli Pavilion, should not be weak in combat power.
But she lost all her intelligence.
Such a beauty has no sense of sanity and has been lying in this underground cave for hundreds of years.
No wonder Song Hengjiang said that he didn't know whether he was more selfish or more loving.
Looking at the Liuli Pavilion, Jiang Wang couldn't tell what he was feeling, and kept rubbing the hilt of the sword with his fingers. A silent exchange with Sauvignon Blanc.
"Why are you always playing with swords?" Jiang Yan asked suddenly.
"I don't know why, I'm very nervous..." Jiang Wang murmured, tightened the hilt of his sword, and said slowly: "Listening to Song Hengjiang's words, Song Wanxi's state seems to be caused by him... Could it be that he is possessed by a demon? Can things be led by others?"
Jiang Yan didn't know what he thought of, and paused for a while before saying: "I don't know either. There is no relevant information in the memory fragments of the Bone God. But I think it can be done as long as you find the right method. The so-called own will, in fact, There aren’t many things that can be decided.”
But I feel that will can determine a lot...
Jiang Wang did not voice his different opinions.
He shook his head vigorously. After a brief period of awakening, the confused and chaotic feeling gradually came back, making him extremely tortured and uncomfortable.
It seems that very strong emotions can sustain short-term lucidity...
He was thinking in his mind and said to Jiang Yan at the same time: "No, my current condition is very bad. I must first find a way to eliminate the inner demons."
He focused his attention on the Star-Tangled Python. In the Tongtian Palace, this spiritual python that used to be lively and lively now seemed a little sluggish, sitting in the corner, motionless. The starlight on his body has dimmed a lot.
In the dark candle, Jiang Yan's voice came faintly: "Actually... I know how to use the inner demon to become a demon. It is an ancient secret method. And there is a powerful but unconscious general in front of us. If If you can replace her, you have a chance to truly become a demon."
There was a bewitching power in his voice: "I mean, become a real demon. Achieve the body of a real demon that is unique among all. That way, you will immediately have the power to defeat Zhuang Gaoxian."
He said: "This is very dangerous, but I know that you will never lack the courage to challenge the danger."
"Really... can I defeat Zhuang Gaoxian?" Jiang Wang was in a daze and seemed to be about to agree.
"Of course." Jiang Yan spoke softly, as if whispering in his ear, appearing close, natural and sincere: "We are one, and we have the same hatred for Zhuang Gaoxian. I have been thinking and searching, How to defeat him. It is difficult, but we have never given up. And your strength is my strength. Your victory is my victory. Remember? I still need your help to capture the Holy Bone Body. This The world will one day be controlled by us together."
"But after becoming a demon, will I still be me?" Jiang Wang seemed hesitant. He kept clenching and unclenching the hilt of the sword, as if he could gain some kind of power from it.
"If you become a true demon, your wisdom and memory will be retained... Do you think it's you?"
"Let me think about it, I have to think about it..." Jiang Wang muttered to himself.
"Of course, you can think of it. No one can make a decision for you. However, I have searched everything, and this is the only way to become stronger as quickly as possible in the memory of the Bone God. Please note that the inner palace has arrived The distance between the caves and the real ones is like a chasm in the sky. How many geniuses have stopped before the gods, how easy is it to become a real person..."
"I know...I know." Jiang Wang stroked his sword and said slowly.
Of course he wouldn't consider it.
Regarding becoming a demon, Jiang Yan should be telling the truth, but the unspoken thing is the key point.
Once you become a true demon, you may indeed retain your memory and wisdom, but why the word "retain"?
For a normal monk, his memory and wisdom will not be lost, so why should he "retain" them?
And in ancient times, why did those true demons think they were another race?
If becoming a demon is just a difference in the way of practice, if it is just a different path, then why does the demon wave destroy the world again? Are there not many different paths in this world? Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, the Art of War, and Mohism...don't they all coexist?
Why are demon cultivators the only ones cast aside by the world? Are demons the only enemy of humanity?
Of course those real demons still have wisdom and memory, but they no longer consider themselves human beings. This shows that their understanding of the world and themselves may have changed as they became demons.
This is the fundamental change.
After becoming a demon, he is no longer human!
Jiang Wang certainly does not lack the courage to challenge danger. What really stops him is not the difficulty of becoming a true demon. And everything he was born into as a human being, everything he loved, thought about, and expected...he couldn't give up.
What's more, Song Wanxi is still lying here half-dead, having been lying here for more than two hundred years with all her sanity lost. Even someone as strong as Song Hengjiang could not help her become a true demon even if she spent eight hundred miles of Qingjiang's resources.
How stupid is Jiang Wang to be willing to "become a demon for her"?
The option of becoming a demon would not be considered in his mind. But now he had to make Jiang Yan think that he had lost his clear judgment and that his sanity was very difficult.
Because the residual influence of the inner demon has indeed always existed. It was through his extremely tenacious will that he was able to wake up and have these thoughts again and again.
So he acted hesitant, confused, and struggling!
"What will happen to Song Wanxi if I replace her?" Jiang Wang asked hesitantly.
"You have taken out all the demonic energy, of course she will..." After Jiang Yan said this, he immediately changed his mind: "We can't stay here anymore, go to the cave next door, hurry! If you don't want to die, hurry up!"
Jiang Wang did not hesitate.
Because he knew very well that the only reason Jiang Yan could issue a warning now was that someone else came in from the devil's cave, maybe it was Song Hengjiang, maybe it was Du Ruhui!
This is how the topic of "turning Song Wanxi into a demon" was revealed.
In the face of the acute sense of crisis, both body and spirit regained their composure and returned to self-control.
Without even a breath of pause, Jiang Wang flew out in an instant and returned to the main cave where one hundred and eight sarcophagi were hung. After a turn, he has entered the entrance of the cave on the right.
The scene in this cave is completely different. You can't see clearly outside the cave entrance and your vision is blurry. Probably due to the cover of some kind of formation, everything was completely different after entering the cave.
First of all, I felt that my eyes were "bright".
The cave here is bright and dazzling.
It is different from the dark and cramped cave next door. The floor is paved with white jade, with pearls as candles, gold paint and cloud powder. Everything is laid out with utmost ingenuity. Amidst the splendor, ingenuity can be seen everywhere.
It doesn't look like a cave underground, but like someone's boudoir.
It's just one left and one right, but one is in hell and the other is in heaven.
There might be some information here, but Jiang Wang didn't have time to make more observations because time was so tight.
Following Jiang Yan's command, he acted quickly and decisively. He immediately found a dressing table made of sapphire, reached out and pressed three buttons on the exquisite bronze mirror, and then produced a seal.
In an instant, the light flashed, and what appeared in front of Jiang Wang's eyes was a magnificent scene.
The bricks, jade, and glazed pillars are filled with clouds and have a subtle fragrance.
Although he had never been there before, Jiang Wang had already realized for the first time what this place was—Qingjiang Water Mansion!
In the Underwater Devil's Cave, the bronze mirror suspected to be in Song Wanxi's "boudoir" can actually lead directly to the interior of Qingjiang Water Mansion!
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But outside the Qingjiang Water Mansion, while Jiang Wang was still there and listening to Mo Wen, Song Hengjiang and Zhuang Gaoxian were at war with each other.
Du Ruhui and Zhuang Gaoxian arrived one after another, determined to search Qingjiang Water Mansion and find the murderer of Dong A.
However, Song Hengjiang had a firm attitude and regarded this as an insult to him. He resolutely refused to allow the search and even made a gesture of risking death.
The situation has evolved to this point, the atmosphere has become extremely tense, and a war will break out at any time.
At this time, it was Zhuang Gaoxian, who had been complacent and arrogant these days, but maintained a certain degree of restraint.
He took a deep look at Song Hengjiang and said slowly: "Sui Lord wants to fight with me, but I can't neglect the elders. We have an alliance to found the country and a friendship to fight for the country. How can we fight to the death and let others watch?" Got a joke?"
"Shui Lord talks about bleeding. The blood of the Qingjiang water tribe is of course hot and bright. It has flowed through the mountains and rivers here, and has washed thousands of miles across the village. I have witnessed it with my own eyes, and I will never forget it."
"But Dong Qing was a minister of the imperial court and the deputy prime minister of the country. But he was beheaded and died in a miserable way! If I don't punish the murderer, how can I stand in heaven and earth? How can I face all the people?"
"These determinations are extremely firm and will not change for anyone, anything, or anywhere. Therefore, the search for Qingjiang Water Mansion will leave no room for error and must be carried out."
"Song Hengjiang."
He began to call Song Hengjiang by name, showing his irreversible determination, and then said: "You are Shui Lord and a villager. My hands will not be stained with the blood of the villagers. So I give you a chance. "
"I will now personally search Qingjiang Water Mansion, only looking for traces of murder, no matter what else. You can use all means to attack me and prevent my search. I will forgive you for any offense. In this way, my emperor will be saved Your trust has also fulfilled the glory of your Lord Shui."
His last words were not questions.
Because it is the final decision.
Song Hengjiang could only accept it, and he had to accept it even if he didn't accept it.
Zhuang Gaoxian believed that his attitude was completely worthy of Song Hengjiang and gave him enough respect.
He used the dignity of a king to forcibly search, and no one could say that Song Hengjiang was groveling. Thinking about it in terms of face, it is passable.
A word from the emperor means that the country is important.
Zhuang Gaoxian stood with his hands behind his back, but the terrifying consciousness had already swept over him.
At this moment, Song Hengjiang suddenly took a step forward.
The eight-hundred-mile Qingjiang River is like a giant dragon awakening, with turbulent water and wild waves. The power of the entire Qingjiang waters was blessing him, and he raised his fist high and hit Zhuang Gaoxian's face!
Anyone who sees this scene will be shocked.
Zhuang Gaoxian just gave him a step to step down, but Song Hengjiang actually stepped onto the high platform and really dared to take action!
