"Jiang Wuya planted the sacred tree in the capital of Qingjiang Kingdom, right after the Zhenguo Sword was completed?" Yan Shouyi asked in a low voice.
Wei Wuxin nodded silently.
Yan Shouyi finally understood the source of all hatred.
Jiang Wuya may have been deeply in love with the Qingjiang Kingdom. In order to forge a sword for General Qingjiang and expand his territory, he did not hesitate to travel all over the world to collect materials to build a national sword.
However, it was the country he loved so much that betrayed him. The fatuous king took away Jiang Wuya's wife and daughter, and he had no choice but to obey and use his daughter to forge swords.
From then on, although Jiang Wuya became the national master, one person was inferior to ten thousand people, but there was always a missing piece in his heart.
So he no longer took Qing Jiangguo into his heart, but focused on himself.
He planted a sacred tree to seize the country's destiny, induced the country's leader to cultivate immortality and neglect the government, and also hated General Qingjiang, the user of the Zhenguo Sword, and this was the reason for his subsequent grievances.
"Every year on this day, no matter what Master has to do, he will put it aside and go to the Zhenguo Shrine in the General Mansion to worship his wife and daughter," Wei Wuxin said, "Even if a thousand years have passed, Master will definitely not change this habit."
Long Feicheng listened silently, curious in his heart.
When Jiang Wuya was at the Zhenguo Shrine, did he feel more regretful or hateful?
In Jiang Wuya's mind, which one is more important, the lives of his wife and daughter and the rights he holds in his hands?
"I see."
Yan Shou waved his hand, intending to take Wei Wuxin back.
Wei Wuxin asked nervously: "Are you going to find him?"
"You don't need to ask any more questions."
Yan Shouyi forcibly took back Wei Wuxin. Since he had arrived in the Daqing Mountains, he must have gone to see Jiang Wuya.
And now Jiang Wuya is in the General's Mansion, without the help of the sacred tree, his strength is limited, and this is when he is most vulnerable.
If you go to find him at this time, you might still have a chance to kill him!
After accepting Wei Wuxin, Yan Shou recognized the direction and walked towards the general's mansion relying on the vague memory left by General Qingjiang.
The Zanpakutō floated beside Yan Shouyi, and Long Feicheng said:
"Brother Yan, it sounds like Jiang Wuya is also a pitiful person."
"Every wrongdoer has his own owner, and every debt has its owner. Although Jiang Wuya is pitiful, he should take revenge on the leader of Qingjiang Kingdom instead of sacrificing the people of Qingjiang Kingdom to the sacred tree, nor should he still want to dominate the world after a thousand years. "
Yan Shouyi could not sympathize with bad people, so he said coldly:
"Xiaolong, if you were Jiang Wuya from a thousand years ago, and the Lord of Qingjiang asked you to sacrifice your wife and daughter, what would you do?"
Long Feicheng immediately shouted: "Young master, I will definitely kill the leader of the Shabi Kingdom with one strike."
"Isn't that right," Yan Shou said, "Back then, Jiang Wuya could have chosen to take his wife and daughter away, but he chose to hand over his daughter in the end. In the final analysis, it was because he was greedy for power and did not hesitate to exchange his daughter's life for it. .”
"Listening to what you said, I suddenly felt that Jiang Wuya was not pitiable at all, but also extremely hateful." Long Feicheng was so angry that his teeth itched with hatred.
"Everything has two sides, but I have always speculated on Jiang Wuya with the greatest malice."
Yan Shouyi sighed. Of course he hopes that everyone in the world can have truth, goodness and beauty, but reality is often cruel.
Whenever he wanted to sympathize with Jiang Wuya, the faces of his friends who died in Jiang Wuya's hands would appear in his mind.
Jiang Wuya deserves no sympathy, and hell is his only destination.
The two were walking in the ruins of Qingjiang Kingdom, and occasionally saw some broken statues, including an image of General Qingjiang riding on the snow, which shows how much General Qingjiang was loved by the people in Qingjiang Kingdom.
It’s just that time has changed, and the people and things here have long been buried.
Arriving alone outside the General's Mansion, Yan Shouyi found that the place was not soaked by water. He thought that the General's Mansion was located on a high ground, so it must be a geomantic treasure.
The originally luxurious wooden door has long since decayed into dust. There are traces of the plaque that was once hung on the door, but there is no plaque. Looking in from the outside, the inside is dilapidated, but it still allows people to imagine the former glory of the General's Mansion.
"It's a pity that General Qingjiang has lost his soul, otherwise he would definitely have a lot of emotions when he revisits his old place."
Yan Shou stood outside the door and sighed, then put these distracting thoughts behind him.
Passing through this door, he could meet Jiang Wuya at any time and start a fateful battle.
Walking into the General's Mansion, Yan Shouyi easily arrived at Zhenguo Shrine following the route he remembered.
Outside the Zhenguo Shrine is a ground paved with bluestones. Even after thousands of years, it is still very smooth, but there are overgrown weeds in the gaps, almost up to Yan Shouyi's waist.
The breeze blew and the weeds fell down. Only then did Yan Shouyi see Jiang Wuya kneeling in the Zhenguo Shrine.
Sanyuan fell on the wall and stared at Jiang Wuya warily. Long Feicheng fell silently into Yan Shouyi's hands, ready to take action against Jiang Wuya at any time.
Jiang Wuya had long noticed Yan Shouyi's arrival. He slowly turned around and stared at Yan Shouyi coldly.
"Do you know where this is?" Jiang Wuya asked.
Yan Shou nodded: "General's Mansion, Zhenguo Shrine. In addition, I also know everything about Zhenguo Sword."
Jiang Wuya nodded, not wondering why Yan Shouyi knew these things.
He raised his eyes and looked at the Zhenguo Shrine. There was a broken statue inside. The head and half of the body had been smashed, leaving only the lower body and half of an arm. The arm was holding a long sword. Point it downward, against the countertop.
The statue is that of General Qingjiang, and the sword is the Zhenguo Sword.
Yan Shouyi was surprised. Not to mention that thousands of years had passed, when the Qingjiang Kingdom was destroyed, didn't anyone remember to take the Zhenguo Sword?
Jiang Wuya said in a deep voice: "Only you can hold the Zhenguo Sword."
Yan Shouyi nodded slightly. It seemed that the Zhenguo Sword was the same as the Zulong Sword, and not everyone recognized it.
Those who have not been approved by the Zhenguo Sword will only be hurt by the sword spirit if they try to use the Zhenguo Sword forcefully.
"I have tried to take the Zhenguo Sword away countless times, but they were unwilling." Jiang Wuya said again.
Yan Shouyi took a step forward and asked, "Since you come here every year to repent, have you ever thought about how to atone for your sins?"
Jiang Wuya grinned: "Control the world and be the leader among thousands of people."
"You know how to atone," Long Feicheng complained, "If I were you, I would have jumped into the river and committed suicide. In the next life, I will work as a cow and horse for my wife and daughter. This is called atonement."
Jiang Wuya dismissed Long Feicheng's remarks and said to himself:
"To dominate the world and be invincible, I no longer have to worry about the people I care about getting hurt. This is what I want."
"Well, now you are about to achieve your goal, but do you still have anyone you care about?" Yan Shou mocked, "Yu Luming is your biological son, hasn't he also become your stepping stone? So, don't use other people's misery Come and cover up your heartlessness, Jiang Wuya, you are where you are today, no one else is to blame, it’s all your own fault!!”
