Dawn.
Zhao Wujiang went to the inner hall where he first met Wu Dahai.
Last night, after having an in-depth and simple exchange with the four girls who were married to each other: Spring Flowers, Autumn Moon, Summer Cicadas, and Winter Snow, he seemed to feel something in his heart when he was in leisure time, as if he was missing some shackles invisibly.
He came to this inner hall early in the morning, and as Wu Jiang, with a pious heart, sat on the futon.
There were swaying firelights all around, like lights on thousands of houses.
He quietly scanned the memorial tablets on the square table, including Wu Dahai's old friends, Wu Dahai's fathers, and Wu Dahai's wife.
[My beloved wife Zhao Luer]
Wu Dahai marked the relationship between the deceased and himself on the spiritual tablets of these deceased people.
This is an emotional person.
Otherwise, why would he place the memorial tablets of the deceased in an inner hall not far from his bed?
Otherwise, why have you found four married girls and one fiancée for your son for so many years, but you have always been alone?
Thinking back to what Wu Dahai said when he first met the Seven Tribulations Venerable.
Doting on his beloved son, and deeply missing his deceased wife.
This invisibly touched a touch of softness in Zhao Wujiang's heart.
But he will not be stupid enough to clarify that he is not Wu Jiang and tell Wu Dahai that your son Wu Jiang has burped.
He needs Wu Jiang's identity and the resources behind Wu Jiang, and Wu Dahai also needs his beloved son to live well and become famous.
A nostalgic person is like a scavenger who treasures the deep feelings that others have long scorned as treasures.
Especially in the eyes of immortal cultivators, flesh and blood is no longer a constraint, blood relationship is no longer a fetter, everything is based on strength, and everything is based on interests.
Those who are unkind and unrighteous will ridicule those who value affection and righteousness, but they still think they are right and that they should be like this.
Then what kind of immortality is there?
Abandon the most passionate feelings and the purest and kindest character of human beings, and when the human beings are gone, the immortal becomes a mountain, a lonely mountain of death.
The truly strong stick to their character and affection, while the weak regard these as shackles and stumbling blocks to their own strength.
Zhao Wujiang stood up and lit a handful of incense, which contained dozens of incense sticks.
Smoke suddenly drifted out and filled the air.
Zhao Wujiang was choked and coughed a few times. He placed the incense tightly on the incense burner, his eyes were far away, and he murmured softly:
"After collecting the incense, remember to take care of those who have passed away around me..."
Figures flashed through his mind.
Third uncle Zhao Shou, father Zhao Changyuan, mother Yao Yao...
My friend Li Yuanzheng, my friend Qi Lin...
A two three, A nineteen, A...
The head of the Dugu family, Dugu Yihe, has Liu Zhe, the official secretary, Lin Ruhai, the official secretary, and the household secretary...
There are too many, and there are those nameless, innocent people.
"Jiang'er, there's something different about you..."
When Zhao Wujiang was mumbling something, Wu Dahai's voice sounded from behind him.
Zhao Wujiang did not look back, but nodded slightly towards these spiritual tablets, as if he heard the answers of these deceased people.
He sighed slightly and said:
"After all, he is a person who has died once..."
"No matter what others say, just do it with confidence. If the sky falls, your father will hold you up."
Wu Dahai had gentle eyebrows and a hoarse voice with a soft tone. He believed that the changes in his beloved son were not only caused by life and death, but also by the rumors and rumors from many disciples in the sect.
Mature and a little more restrained.
Maybe that's a good thing.
"Dad promised you the Divine Fire Pill." Wu Dahai threw a pill bottle to his son.
Different from the Nascent Soul Pill last time, this time the Divine Fire Pill was in a glass pill bottle, like a round and hot lava pebble, emitting a bright red light.
Zhao Wujiang took the elixir bottle without saying any unnecessary words.
On the contrary, Wu Dahai was like a loving father, his eyes were pleased and encouraging, and he added:
"Dad has never been disappointed in you, and he has never thought that you are any more clumsy or weaker than anyone else's children.
You don’t need to be stressed or burdened, just be energetic and move forward! "Zhao Wujiang stared at the man in front of him who didn't have a beard but looked lifeless.
It is said that a father is a strict father and a loving mother, but Wu Dahai has been playing two roles for so many years, a father and a mother.
Zhao Wujiang is also playing two roles now, one himself and the other Wu Jiang in disguise.
Wu Dahai is the Seven Tribulations Venerable. This should be the first time for him to meet a powerful man of this level.
Among the previous sages, he has met the Clay Bodhisattva Yue Bufan, the Poison God Mu Qianqian, the fortune teller Zhang Lindao, the Wolf God, ghosts and gods...
When he arrived in this world, he also saw Zhang Jiulin, the elder of the Divine Demon Sect, who was as powerful as the abyss, had great sword aura, and was full of aura.
Whether it is Zhang Jiulin or these people before him, they all conform to his view of the strong in his inherent impression.
Either the city is deep and superficial, or it is vicious, crazy, and sickly, or it is resourceful and resourceful, or it is cold and ruthless and overlooks the world...
Wu Dahai has reached the level of Seven Tribulations, but Zhao Wujiang has never felt any deliberate oppression, cruelty, coldness, or indifference from him.
Wu Dahai is more like an old father in his twilight years, stern but gentle, with expectations for his children and pampering for his children.
This is the second kind old father he has met since he came to this world.
Only then did he feel a sense of belonging to this world.
Sincerity is often the most touching.
This is something he has known and understood for a long time, and only now is he deeply aware of it.
Zhao Wujiang turned and walked out of the house. When he approached Wu Dahai, he didn't speak, just grinned.
He hugged the father gently, feeling a little emotional and sympathetic.
Wu Dahai was stunned on the spot, his mind trembling for a moment, and his cloudy eyes were instantly stained with mist.
His eyes were a little red, and the emotions of so many years were noisy in his chest, just like the busy city of the world, with all kinds of life and mixed flavors.
He blinked hard, trying to clear the mist from his eyes.
Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and walked away.
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The Demon Locking Tower is one of the two treasures of the Divine Demon Sect. It was left by the two supreme founders of the Divine Demon Sect.
The demon energy absorbed by the disciples and elders of the Divine Demon Sect comes from the Demon Locking Tower.
The other treasure of the Divine Demon Sect is called the Divine Whip.
It is said that it is made by imitating the Taoist whip in ancient Taoist treasures. It is mainly used for killing. It can directly pass through the physical body of the practitioner and cause damage to the soul.
As long as Wu Dahai, the Master of the Seven Tribulations, is still alive, holding the God-Suppressing Whip, and using the endless flow of demon energy in the Demon Locking Tower as his foundation, Wu Dahai will be able to exert a strength close to the supreme within a hundred miles of the Demon Gate.
Therefore, even though the Divine Demon Sect has declined to this point, and countless people in Nanhe Continent covet this huge sect, no one dares to deal with the Divine Demon Sect head-on.
But when greed arises, it is extremely difficult to suppress it.
The people behind the scenes who covet the Divine Demon Sect know one thing. Since they can’t take down the Divine Demon Sect directly, they can use tricks and plans to eat away at it bit by bit.
The Divine Demon Sect has become a place where fish and dragons are mixed, and there are many people who covet it hiding in the dark.
The encounter between Wu Jiang and Tianhe Sect Yin Taoer was a conspiracy.
Although Wu Jiang returned to the sect "alive", the plan was not completely successful.
But the Wujiang incident is only part of the plan. If it succeeds, it will be great. If it doesn't, it won't be a big deal. There are more back-up plans.
Wujiang is Wu Dahai's flaw. As long as Wu Jiang is targeted, as long as Wu Jiang dies, Wu Dahai will reveal his flaws and become even more exhausted.
How Wu Jiang died was originally very important, but since this part of the plan failed, how Wu Jiang died was not that important, as long as he died.
The thieves hiding in the Divine Demon Gate are already ready to make a move.
The opening of the Demon Locking Tower is the best time. If the Venerable cannot detect the situation inside the Demon Locking Tower, they will be able to completely obliterate Wu Jiang.
Based on this, it becomes the gap to open the Divine Demon Gate, and the Divine Demon Gate will begin to burst from here. The sky is clear and the wind is gentle and gentle.
The Divine Demon Door Lock Demon Tower opens today.
For the disciples of the Divine Demon Sect, the opening of the Demon Locking Tower is a grand occasion.
All disciples of the Divine Demon Sect can step into the Demon Locking Tower when it opens to seek opportunities.
These opportunities are spiritual stones that can be used to cultivate and replace spiritual treasures, various spiritual weapons that can increase the combat effectiveness against the enemy, or spiritual techniques that can assist in cultivation, etc.
There are nine floors in the Demon Locking Tower. Each time you go up a floor, the strength required becomes stronger, otherwise you will not be able to withstand the increasingly powerful and vast demonic energy in the Demon Locking Tower.
Among the two sky-high statues of the Divine Demon Sect, the area where the statue is now is almost empty. Most of the disciples and elders ran to the area where the demon statue is, leaving only the personnel on duty.
Surrounding the demon statue with evil aura, clouds and mist were swirling, and countless flying swords were flying around. The disciples of the sect were as thin as ants compared to the demon statue.
Zhao Wujiang stood among the crowd and looked up at the head of the demon statue at the Divine Demon Gate.
The appearance of the demon statue's head was modeled after one of the two supreme beings who founded the sect.
His eyebrows are like flying, handsome and charming.
The demon statue stretches across the sky and the earth, reaching into the sea of clouds, and is lifelike.
The demon statue's demonic and elegant demeanor is somewhat similar to that of Zhao Wujiang when his soul body was filled with demonic aura.
The sect disciples all around were noisy, discussing matters related to entering the Demon Locking Tower this time.
Find partners, follow which genius to share the pie, or fight alone, shine when competing for opportunities in the Demon Locking Tower, attract the attention of the sect, and enjoy more training resources in the future.
Some people have dim eyes and have no hope for their trip. After all, as long as they are disciples of the Divine Demon Sect, they can choose to step into the Demon Locking Tower when it opens to look for opportunities. The number of disciples who will enter the Demon Locking Tower today is tens of thousands. How difficult is it for people to compete with tens of thousands of people?
Most people are just foils for the sect's genius.
There are also people who are gearing up and looking excited. They have been practicing hard for several years or even ten years, isn't it just to become a blockbuster today?
There are also people with mediocre eyes, and it doesn't matter to them how many resources they can seize after stepping into the Demon Locking Tower. It all depends on luck.
Zhao Wujiang was resting behind closed doors. Now the disciples of the sect are gathering, and the Demon Locking Tower will be officially opened soon.
Behind him and beside him, there were many disciples standing, all looking at him with flattery or awe.
These disciples hope to be on the list of Master Wu Jiang, get the protection of Master Wu Jiang, and go further in the Demon Locking Tower.
But when they saw that Young Master Wu Jiang was concentrating with his eyes closed, they were wise enough not to make any noise.
Young Master Wu Jiang, who was usually domineering and arrogant, did not look at them coldly. In their eyes, he was already extremely kind.
But just because these disciples who want to follow Zhanguang are waiting quietly does not mean that all the disciples are waiting with peace of mind.
A road separated from the crowd not far away, and two young men wearing black and purple robes with somewhat similar looks walked towards Zhao Wujiang with cold expressions.
"Look, it's Elder Cui's heirs, Cui Shuji and Cui Fengyi."
"What are they doing? Are they trying to cause trouble in Wujiang?"
"That shouldn't happen, right? They are all the children of the elders of the sect. Now that the Demon Locking Tower is about to open, there shouldn't be any conflict between them."
"It's hard to say, Cui Shuji and Cui Fengyi used to have no dealings with Wu Jiang, but now they go straight to the point and don't argue with each other.
Once a verbal argument begins, according to Wu Jiang's character, tit-for-tat confrontation will inevitably occur, and a fight may begin. "
"Tsk, tsk, if a fight really breaks out, I'm afraid Wujiang will suffer a big loss. Cui Shuji and Cui Fengyi are both the third and fourth strong men on the sect's genius list, and Wujiang, haha, is in the Nascent Soul realm..."
"Although Wu Jiang is not strong enough, have you forgotten his identity? Is there something missing from him? Do you really think he has no power to fight back?"
"Too..."
"..."
While many disciples were discussing, Cui Shuji and Cui Fengyi, two brothers, had already come within ten feet of Zhao Wujiang, smiling playfully.
"Wu Jiang, are you closing your eyes and recuperating? What? Is it inevitable to open the Demon Locking Tower this time?"
Cui Shu had a slightly sarcastic tone and spoke in a deep voice.
As an older brother, he looks a little more mature than Cui Fengyi, especially with a short beard on his face, and a gloomy look that always seems to hang on his face when he is not smiling.
Zhao Wujiang slowly opened his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the speaker.
He had never seen this person before, but after arriving at the Divine Demon Sect, he looked at the portraits of some important disciples or elders of the Divine Demon Sect, and quickly recognized that this person was Cui Shuji, the eldest son of the Reverend Cui Sheng of the Divine Demon Sect.
Because Cui Sheng and Wu Dahai did not deal with each other, the two brothers Cui Shuji and Cui Fengyi also did not deal with Wu Jiang on weekdays.
Zhao Wujiang glanced at Cui Shuji lightly, ignored the sarcasm, and closed his eyes again to rest. He was carefully feeling the flow of evil energy around him.
"Hmph. When your cultivation reaches the realm of transformation into gods, won't it expand?" Cui Shuji snorted coldly:
"If your father hadn't given you a Nascent Soul Pill, would you have entered the realm of divine transformation?"
"Have you never taken Yuanying Pill?" Zhao Wujiang said calmly.
A smile rose on Cui Shuji's face. As long as Wu Jiang replied, he could continue to suppress him with words. There was no need to worry about Wu Jiang being silent like a shrunken turtle. His verbal attack was like hitting cotton, so boring.
He smiled and said:
"When we become gods, we rely on our own abilities. Why do we need the help of Nascent Soul Pill? Unlike talented and clumsy people like you..."
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd of disciples who followed Cui Shuji and Cui Fengyi.
