Zhong Lingge knew that this was the case, but she didn't know who in the Jiuxiao Sword Sect was the heir to Zhenjun Suwu's last wish.
True Lord Suwu is the same as the other true Lords of the six major sects and eight major families. His only wish is to step on others and move up, pull the interests of the whole world to his own door, strengthen himself, use and squeeze the whole world, and achieve the goal of ascension for the whole family. Crazy delusions.
Because of the breakthroughs made by several God-Transforming True Lords in the Lower Domain, they all followed evil paths and could not ascend to the Upper Domain through the Thunder Tribulation. If you want to go to the new heaven and continue to advance, you can only use the majority of sects to ascend and take them with you.
This hope is extremely slim and extremely costly in terms of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and secret techniques, unless they can occupy the resources of the entire Immortal Realm and force every person and demon cultivator who is not from the Seven Sects and Eight Clans to work for them.
Once the monks get into the advanced demonic barrier, no matter how small the hope is, they will not stop them from fighting. No matter how vicious and evil the method is, there will be no shortage of people trying it one after another.
There must be sincere people in the inner sect of Jiuxiao Sword Sect trained by True Lord Suwu. Even if he has returned his power to heaven and earth, these people will not stop. After all, annexing the entire Immortal Cultivation Domain and manipulating everyone to obey orders from a high position sounds too tempting.
The current situation is very unfavorable to the development of the seven sects and eight tribes. There are more and more awakened disciples and elders in the sect. After frequent interactions with casual cultivators, a lot of gossip about demon cultivators gradually spread.
It became increasingly clear to everyone that demon cultivators and evil cultivators were two completely different paths.
The future five heroes of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect have always insisted that one day they can coexist peacefully with demon cultivators and devil cultivators, and that a hundred flowers should bloom to make the lower realm develop better. They themselves are doing this, and they continue to influence their fellow disciples who believe in them. This move will definitely attract the hatred of those who hide their selfish intentions.
After Zhong Lingge told them what he could say, he continued: "If your master successfully advances to become a god, the future of the Jiuxiao Sword Sect will have to be decided by your lineage. Who in the Jiuxiao Sword Sect least wants to see him transform into a god? , whoever is the most suspicious."
Ming Siyu and Dong Adzhuo were lost in thought, occasionally muttering a few unfamiliar names and comparing them one by one. In the end, they both thought of the same person.
"The first elder of our sect, Hua Zhiyun. She has always been at odds with our master. Although there are not many disciples in the sect, one is in charge of the law enforcement hall and the other is in charge of the mission hall. If she wants to interfere with the mission, it will be a disaster. It’s so easy. Moreover, our sect master has been ignored for a long time. On the surface, it is the sect master who calls the shots, but in fact, Hua Zhiyun has long been in charge of the overall situation."
When Dong Adzhuo told Zhong Lingge, he also clarified it in his mind carefully, and after finishing speaking, he no longer had any doubts.
"It must be her!"
"Her disciples should be either at the Nascent Soul stage or at the Golden Core stage, right? If they can lure away Susu and the others, they should be at the Foundation-building stage. You can calculate how many Foundation-building stages her close disciples have."
Zhong Lingge wanted to confirm again. If it could correspond to the number of inner disciples who killed the five heroes in the original article, it would mean that Azhuo's analysis was correct.
Dong Adzhuo counted them carefully and replied: "There are fifteen in total, all elite disciples of the inner sect. They range from complete foundation building to early stage."
Fifteen people, just right.
Unfortunately, after a whole night, the possibility that the other three heroes were still alive was almost zero. Zhong Lingge was unwilling to expose this reality at this time, and only suggested that they not act rashly.
"If there are fifteen of them, chasing them now will be exactly what they want. I'm wondering if I should just use this to make a big fuss, bring all those people in the dark to the light, and completely eliminate the possibility of them playing dirty tricks. Here Not far from the Nirvana Sect, there are rumors that the Buddha practices to save all sentient beings, so it should be feasible for us to seek help from them."
Although Zhong Lingge said this, he actually did not trust Buddhism. The Nirvana Sect was an important member of the huge clan in the Lower Domain, and the Supreme Elder of the Transformation God was also involved in the incident of benefiting himself at the expense of others, so he would not be a good person.
She just knew that after the death of True Lord Suwu, the Jiuxiao Sword Sect secretly did some shameful things to offend other major clans in order to ensure the interests of the sect.
"We are probably not the only ones who hate Hua Zhiyun."
This is what Zhong Lingge wants to take advantage of. If big clans love fighting and fighting, then provoke them to fight. This will save them time, effort and worry.
Ming Siyu nodded and said he had no objection: "You think clearly every time. I listen to you."
Dong Adzhuo also agreed: "We are all in chaos right now, but if you think more carefully, we will go to the Nirvana Sect!"
As soon as the two agreed, Zhong Lingge said he would set off immediately.
"It only takes a whole day to get to the Nirvana Sect from here. The premise is that we can't repair it, so we take turns changing the weapons. My flying magic weapon is very fast and is not as loyal as your sword, so I'll use this one. "
The swordsman's sword was both a flying sword and a weapon, so it was unlikely that he would listen to instructions from outsiders. Zhong Lingge let them fly on the flower feather leaves and taught them how to move them while flying.
The three of them were all anxious, and a few hours faster than expected, the next afternoon, the Buddha's light on the top of the Nirvana Sect shrouded them.
As soon as they approached the gate of the Nirvana Sect, a Nascent Soul Buddhist cultivator strolled over and stopped their progress.
"Amitabha, why did my little friend go into the mountains?"
The strong aura of the warrior monk on the Buddha's body carried a killing power. Zhong Lingge, who was always determined, trembled, and finally managed to stabilize his mind.
"Senior, we were desperate. We heard that Buddhism helps all sentient beings suffer, so we approached rashly!"
Zhong Lingge turned around Dong Adzhuo and woke her up from her daze.
Dong Azhuo and Ming Siyu were both determined people, and because they cared about their fellow disciples, they hurriedly recounted the incident without hiding their suspicions about Hua Zhiyun's lineage.
The monk who originally had a murderous aura gradually became approachable, and even his tone was no longer so fierce and cold.
"Amitabha, if what you say is true, the Nirvana Sect will never stand idly by. You wait here and don't move without permission."
After the monk finished speaking, he disappeared from everyone's sight. The three of them looked at each other in shock. They did not dare to talk randomly or transmit messages in front of the mountain gate, so they could only wait silently.
Zhong Lingge only felt that the waiting time was extremely long. When he thought of those bright smiling faces and their silly and innocent loyalty, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Why do good people end up in such a situation? Why can't these high-ranking people be a little more selfless? For them, it is so easy and unburdening for them to kill fellow students or innocent people for profit.
"Soul Song, thank you."
Dong Adzhuo suddenly spoke, with a hint of crying in his voice.
"Actually, I know they may have already. But if I hadn't met you, Senior Brother Ming and I would have died in their hands."
(End of chapter)
