"Old guy, you're not dead?" Wei Qiang shouted in surprise.
"It's just a trick of feigning death. It's not just to paralyze you." The old village chief went over to help his wife and looked at his own daughter with disgust, "Over the years, as Yiyi's mother, you have actually tried to please Liu Qing treats her so cruelly, you really deserve to be a mother! If your mother hadn't always tried to persuade you, you would have destroyed Yiyi long ago."
"Dad!" Yiyi's mother struggled to shout, but her limbs were exhausted and she couldn't walk at all.
"Don't call me dad, you really embarrass me." The old village chief scolded.
Then he pointed at the villagers of Liujia Village, "And you, you all look like you can't hold up the wall with mud. After following Liu Qing for so long, I think your backbones are all bent!"
Faced with his reprimand, no one in Liujia Village spoke back.
"Old guy, stop acting." Wei Qiang said with a ferocious smile, "This little brother has already agreed to leave with me. You want people to work for you and work for the town just by talking? You are not afraid of being laughed at. Little brother, don’t listen to him, let’s leave here, I can help you recover your tongue and broken leg, and I can also find the elixir suitable for the little girl to practice. You don’t need to attack the town, I just need you not to join the war.”
"He is lying to you." The old village chief said, "He is an evil spirit who wants to occupy our village. Isn't your home in the town? You naturally know how hateful these guys are. Please join the town and help the town. Kill the enemy!"
"We are just taking back our own home!" Wei Qiang shouted, "You descendants of thieves have taken away our territory, how shameless!"
"Little brother, tell me, do you want to help them or leave with us?"
The leaders of the two villages just posed the question to Jiang Yun. Everyone looked at Jiang Yun nervously. The choice of a golden elixir monk might change the direction of the entire war.
Jiang Yun watched this scene in silence. On one side were the ignorant and selfish villagers, and on the other side were the descendants of the original residents who were robbing the land.
It's wrong to help anyone. This inheritance assessment has been prepared for eight years, and it seems that he needs to choose the final result from two answers at this moment.
In response, Jiang Yun smiled softly, walked to Yiyi without thinking, took her right hand, and wrote on her palm.
"Yiyi, do you believe your grandpa? If you believe it, I will help your grandpa. If you don't believe it, I will take you away. As long as I protect you, no one can bully you anymore. You don't have to think about the outcome of the war. I just tell you that you believe it." I don’t believe your grandpa.”
Between the two answers, he chose to help himself. He didn't like the villagers in Liujia Village, and he didn't know whether Wei Qiang was true or false.
But he knows one thing, that is... he likes Liu Yiyi. Liu Yiyi believed in the old village chief, so he helped Liujia Village; Liu Yiyi didn't believe in his grandparents, so he took Yiyi away without helping each other. Even if Liu Yiyi said that he hoped that everyone in the two villages would die, he would not hesitate to act as the executioner.
"I..."
Liu Yiyi looked at him nervously, then glanced at Grandpa and Wei Qiang in the distance. The two old men looked at him nervously, not knowing who was telling the truth.
"I have no idea..."
Liu Yiyi was a little aggrieved and even burst into tears.
"Let's do this." Jiang Yun continued to write softly on her palm, "Do you want your grandpa to die?"
Liu Yiyi shook her head.
"Do you want me to help your grandfather kill someone?"
Liu Yiyi still shook her head. She had been bullied in this village for so long, and she no longer believed in anyone except Jiang Yun. She didn't want to believe even this grandpa who had come back from the dead. If her grandfather really took care of her, he would not let Liu Qing and her mother bully an eight or nine-year-old girl until she was sixteen.
So she didn't want to believe her grandpa, but she didn't want to hurt him either.
"Yiyi!" the old village chief said with trembling lips, "Grandpa has his own reasons for these years. Grandpa was almost beaten to death by Liu Qing back then. After he saved his life, he just wanted to practice serious cultivation to avenge himself and leave you alone. It's grandpa's fault at home, you can't go with him. If Liujiacun has a Jindanqi in charge, we won't be bullied anymore, so just do it and help Liujiacun."
"..." Liu Yiyi lowered her head and did not answer.
Jiang Yun understood and took her hand towards Wei Qiang, ignoring the old village chief's pleas.
Everyone in the world is bustling for profit and gain. The old village chief faked his death in order to accumulate strength for revenge. His appearance at this time was not really for Liu Yiyi, but more because Liu Yiyi could help him leave a golden elixir period. That's why he showed up.
Jiang Yun pulled Liu Yiyi and asked Liu Yiyi to help him when he passed Wei Qiang and said, "Let's go."
"You..." Wei Qiang looked at the old village chief and hesitated before taking action. He turned around and led the people from Weijia Village to follow Jiang Yun, and the group walked out of Liujia Village.
"Where are you going?"
There was no words all the way, but when he was approaching Weijiacun, Wei Qiang discovered that Jiang Yun was not heading towards Weijiacun, but towards the other side.
"Go home." Liu Yiyi replied for Jiang Yun.
"Home?" Wei Qiang's expression changed, "You want to go to the town to help them?"
Jiang Yun didn't answer and pulled Liu Yiyi away.
As he walked, the surrounding scenes changed, and everything disappeared like smoke. Liu Yiyi, who was holding hands, also smiled kindly at him and disappeared. Jiang Yun was moved. He opened his mouth and found that his tongue was back and his legs were back to normal.
He returned to the wooden house again, and the old weapon spirit of the main hall was already waiting for him at the stone table.
"Is the assessment over?" Jiang Yun asked, somewhat uncomfortable speaking.
"It's over." The old man smiled and asked him to sit down. "You already have your own answer."
Jiang Yun was silent.
The assessment was over. After eight years, he seemed to have almost forgotten who he was after staying in the illusion for eight full years.
"The road to cultivation is long. It is a good thing to have a kind heart, but being overly kind is not the character a monk should have." The old man shook his head and said, "Otherwise, it would be too painful to fall into a trap and suffer, wouldn't it?"
"bitter."
Jiang Yun nodded, "But I'm not kind, I just follow my heart."
"Okay." The old man asked curiously, "In the end, do you really want to go to the town to help fight against the evil spirits? Or do you want to negotiate with the town on behalf of the evil spirits and help the evil spirits and the five villages find a peaceful path?"
"You said they are evil spirits, why do you want to help them?"
Jiang Yun said calmly, "I don't kill Wei Qiang because Wei Qiang is very strong and there are people from Weijiacun around. I'm not sure I can kill them while protecting Liu Yiyi. If Yiyi wasn't around, I would kill them." .”
"Do you think they are bad people? Are they lying to you?" The old man was very interested.
"No." Jiang Yun shook his head, "Whether they are good or bad is not decided by me alone, nor by him alone. The point is not whether their starting point is good or not, I just need to know... who I am."
"Who are you?"
"I am Mo Chenkong. I come from the town. My parents died trying to resist the evil spirits." Jiang Yun replied, "On this point, regardless of whether Wei Qiang and the others are right or wrong, I will do everything possible to drive them away. Yes. There is no right or wrong at the time, it's just that everyone has different positions. Since I was born in the town, I will do what I should do and I can't gamble with other people's lives on the evil spirit's goodness."
"As for whether what I did indirectly benefited Liujia Village, it doesn't matter, because from the moment I entered Jindan, I no longer took them seriously."
"Not a bad answer." The old man chuckled.
"Okay, the assessment is over, prepare to accept the inheritance, boy."
The old man waved his hand, and a ball of light appeared on the stone table.
"I dare to ask, senior, how are your grades?" Jiang Yun still wanted to know what level of inheritance he had received.
"Human level." The old man raised the corner of his mouth and looked at him with a chuckle, "Do you have any complaints?"
"Senior must have his own standards. There is nothing to complain about regardless of your performance." Jiang Yun shook his head and reached out to touch the light ball on the table.
Who would have expected that this light ball would disappear directly and quickly enter Jiang Yun's body, entering his sea of consciousness in just one breath. After entering Jiang Yun's sea of consciousness, this light group turned into a Bagua disk that emitted a faint cyan light, floating quietly in Jiang Yun's sea of consciousness.
"This is..."
Jiang Yun quickly looked inward and looked at the cyan Bagua disk that appeared in his sea of consciousness.
The next second, the light flowed on the Bagua disk, and a slightly older but immortal figure appeared on the disk. The figure said, "I am Feng Zheng... Huh? This sea of consciousness is quite lively." "
Jiang Yun was about to speak, but he saw the figure on the Bagua disk casually waved his hand. The huge formation that had always been the king in his sea of consciousness began to shrink, and finally turned into a small boy composed of formation patterns. .
"The formation spirit has met senior Feng Zheng."
The young man spoke suddenly.
"You are indeed alive!" Jiang Yun Jindan shouted. He always felt that this formation was psychic, but no matter what he said, people ignored him. Unexpectedly, he had just accepted the Fengzheng inheritance, and this magic power was in his mind. The boundless huge formation turned into the appearance of a young man.
"From today on, he can be allowed to touch some things without covering up." The old man's figure on the Bagua plate said.
"Yes." The boy with the array pattern responded respectfully.
"Mo Chenkong."
The old man looked at Jiang Yun with a smile, "I am Fengzheng. Now I am willing to accept you as a closed disciple and pass on the unique knowledge of formation to you. Are you willing? If you are willing, kowtow and become a disciple. If not, think again and consider it more. consider."
Jiang Yun's mouth twitched.
Is this a choice?
"I dare to ask senior, if the human-level inheritance is accepted as a closed disciple, what is the immortal-level inheritance?" Jiang Yun asked curiously, "closed disciple", that means that he is the last disciple of senior Fengzheng, and he will know everything he has learned. The kind of disciple who pours his money into teaching.
Is this human-level inheritance?
"Guess." The old man said enigmatically.
"Um..." Jiang Yun's face turned dark. Why does this senior Feng Zheng feel different from the expert he imagined? Shouldn't it be someone with a celestial spirit and a majestic weapon?
"Ahem." Feng Zheng's soul body immediately changed the subject and said, "Say you are willing quickly, don't be nagging."
"Junior Jiang Yun..."
Before Jiang Yun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Zheng Soul Body, "Use your original name and become a disciple directly."
He had no choice but to say again, "Disciple Mo Chenkong, pay homage to Master."
"Hahahaha, okay!"
Feng Zheng's soul seemed to be very happy. He didn't know what he was happy about. Anyway, he was always happy. "Since you have sincerely accepted me as a disciple, then I will sincerely accept you as a closed disciple."
"From today on, I will always live in your sea of consciousness and teach you together with this spirit."
"Array spirit?" Jiang Yun looked curiously at the well-behaved young man next to him.
