Old Mrs. Ling wondered: "Messenger? Who sent it?"
The servant replied: "Back to my ancestors, the other party didn't say anything and only showed the token. He also told me to keep it secret and not let anyone know."
At this statement, Mrs. Ling and Ling Yongjia both became nervous.
Nothing will happen, right?
"Invite him in quickly."
"yes."
The messenger soon came in.
This man was wearing a black robe and a hood on his head, blocking out all prying eyes, only exposing his eyes.
Old Master Ling only glanced at him and then stood up: "Immortal Lord."
Yes, this messenger is a Nascent Soul. Using the Yuanying monk as a messenger was enough to show that the matter was important, and his heart tightened even more.
The man in black clasped his fists and then showed his token: "I have been ordered to deliver a message. May I ask who you are, the old man of the Ling family?"
"Yes." Old Mrs. Ling looked at him nervously, "I don't know who the Immortal Lord is delivering the message for? Is it the Sect Master or..."
"Sect Master." The man in black interrupted him, "Sect Master asked me to tell the old master that the young sect leader falsely accused him of becoming a demon and intended to expel him from power. He also asked the old master to go to Wuji Sect quickly to testify for the sect leader."
Old Mrs. Ling was stunned: "Bewitched? How can it be related to being possessed? This kind of thing can't be easily framed, right?"
The man in black looked around.
Old Master Ling said, "Yongjia, go and guard outside."
Ling Yongjia agreed.
Soon, there were only two of them left in the room, and with the restrictions on, no one could pry at all.
The man in black finally said bluntly: "Old Master, something has indeed happened to the sect leader."
Old Mrs. Ling was shocked: "What do you mean?"
The man in black said: "A few years ago, something happened to the Ling family's sealing formation. Do you remember, old man? When the demon was being refined, a ray of demon soul escaped and attached itself to the sect master."
Old Master Ling took a breath: "What? How is it possible? There were so many gods-forming elders from the Wuji Sect at that time!"
The man in black sighed silently: "The sect master only discovered it after the fact. After all, he was a demon who had gone through the demon sealing war. He had been guarded for thousands of years and still came out to cause trouble. It's not surprising that he has some skills."
This is true, the demons in the early years were far more powerful than they are now.
Old Master Ling calmed down and asked, "I haven't heard of this in the past few years. Do you think the sect master has taken control?"
"Yes." The man in black reassured him, "After all, the sect master is a monk who transforms into gods, and he has the Wuji Sect's secret treasure. Suppressing a wisp of demon soul is not a problem."
After receiving the affirmation, Mrs. Ling felt relieved a little, and then asked: "Then what's going on now?"
The man in black continued: "The sect master has been thinking of ways to get rid of the demon soul. He once wanted to use the Taiyi Palace's magic weapon to help. Unexpectedly, the demon soul activated the demon sword in the palace, and something almost happened. Fortunately, the sect master responded in time and pushed the matter aside. Only when he got to Elder Song did he get away."
Song Zhiyi? Mrs. Ling had heard about this incident, but did not expect it to be related to Ling Yungao. The two events were connected together, and the cause and effect were very smooth, making the words of the man in black more credible.
"Then what? Bu Fei discovered the matter?"
The man in black nodded: "The young sect master returned to the sect and found that Elder Song was imprisoned in the Xuanbing Prison, intending to kill him. It happened that Miss Qiu was affected by the demon soul and had an accident during the sect competition, so the young sect master It turns out that the sect master may be infected by the demon soul."
He didn't need to say anything about what happened next, Old Master Ling already understood it completely.
Ling Bufei was already at odds with his uncle. How could he let go of this? Naturally, I wanted to use this to pull my uncle down.
To be fair, Mr. Ling prefers Ling Yungao. His grandson is always closer than his elder brother's great-grandson. But if the two sides were openly arguing, it would be hard for him to express his stance directly. Ling Bufei didn't have deep feelings for the Ling family to begin with, so he might break off the relationship in anger. If he takes over by then, the Ling family will suffer a big loss.
"What does the sect master want me to do?" Old Master Ling asked cautiously.
"Of course I'm going to testify." The man in black said, "Just say that the possessed person is you, and the sect leader was just infected with some aura when he exorcised the demon for you. If
Once this happens, won’t you be able to escape? "
But in this way, Ling Bufei was completely offended.
Old Master Ling was in a dilemma: "Isn't this inappropriate? There are so many god-forming elders in the sect. If I tell this lie, I'm afraid it will be exposed soon."
"No." The black master said firmly, "You and the sect master are related by blood. You can cover it up with some tricks."
How to cover it up? Old Master Ling probably thought of transferring the demon soul to his body.
He was unwilling to do so. After being injured three hundred years ago, he had never fully recovered. If the demon soul came here again, he was afraid that his foundation would be completely damaged and his lifespan would be greatly reduced.
The older you get, the more you fear death. Mr. Ling has already passed his eight hundredth birthday. With his cultivation level, he may not live to be a thousand years old, so naturally he doesn't want to take this risk.
So he said: "I'm afraid this is not suitable, my body and bones can't bear it!"
The atmosphere in the room cooled down, and the man in black asked: "The old man doesn't want to offend the young sect master, right? After all, the sect master is from the Ling family, and the young sect master is also from the Ling family. Whoever comes to power won't have much influence on you, right?"...
The truth is indeed true, but Mrs. Ling will never admit it, and hurriedly said: "Of course not, the sect master is my direct bloodline, how can you not help him, it is really..."
The man in black interrupted: "Old man, have you forgotten what happened three hundred years ago?"
Old Mrs. Ling looked at him warily: "What do you mean, Mr. Xian?"
The man in black said coldly: "You and the sect master are not only direct blood relatives, but you also did that thing together back then. If something happens to the sect master, do you think you can remove it?"
Old Mrs. Ling remained silent.
The man in black continued: "You and the sect master have been tied together for a long time. The sect master has not treated you badly in these years, right? The young sect master does not have such feelings for you."
This was a threat, and Mrs. Ling heard it. He still knows his grandson's character very well. This kid is forcing himself to take sides. If you don't help him, no one will think about it.
If that matter was exposed, the Ling family would be doomed. He and Ling Yungao were not the ones who killed Elder Mei, but they were partly responsible for the cause of death. Coupled with the subsequent false accusations against disciples...
"Old Master, have you thought about it?" the man in black urged, "The sect master is still waiting for a reply!"
What else can Mr. Ling say? Although he felt resentful towards Ling Yungao in his heart, he could only reply: "I understand, I will leave for Wuji Sect now."
The man in black nodded with satisfaction, cupped his hands and said, "Then we will wait for the old master at the Wuji Sect."
Old Mrs. Ling stood up tremblingly to say goodbye: "Immortal Lord, please."
The man in black walked out of the central hall and walked away.
After leaving Duiyun Lake by water, when he returned to the boat waiting on the shore, the woman in the cabin, wearing the same black robe as him, stood up and asked, "Are you done?"
The man in black nodded, took off his hood, and revealed a face that was too corroded to be seen: "Okay, let's prepare for the next step!"
