Chapter 54: A New Branch

The night is low, and the lights are on.

The quiet room reverberates with the sound of crackling keyboard taps.

Lin Zhihui sat in front of the computer, his hands moving quickly on the keyboard, and paragraphs of text appeared on the blank document.

The old man stopped and touched the head of the young man beside him. The little boy pulled the corner of his clothes, standing in front of the huge mountain gate, a colorful spirit bird flew through the sky above his head, leaving a colorful afterimage, he had never seen such a beautiful creature, nor had he seen such a magnificent building, looking at everything in front of him, he couldn't help but secretly pinched himself, without a trace of discounted pain, the young man showed a rare smile, it was a touch of obviously a little jerky, but very bright smile. For the first time in my memory, I felt that life was not dark. ”

On the ancestral hall, the young man was dressed in a brand-new robe, full of spirit, and in countless envious eyes, he raised his hands high and took the long sword in the old man's hand. 'Tushan battle, raise the prestige of the sect, help the same sect, the way of merit, from today, promoted to the inner disciple, reward the heavenly master's order. ’”

"On the square in front of the Demon Hall, there were broken corpses everywhere, blood stained the green bricks on the ground, and the grown up boy stood in a pool of blood, holding a flashing red scimitar in his hand, his eyes were blank. The old man standing at the top of the steps had a look of regret on his face, and dark blue energy surged out from his palm, encircling him from under the cover of the young man's head, trapping him in it. ”

'Evil obstacles, why do you want to do what you do, which point of the teacher does not live for you, up and down the sect, which point does not live for you, you actually colluded with the devil's way, used yourself as a mediator, led them here, and wantonly killed your fellow sects. The old man's beard was all open, and the aura around him was running wildly, and he shouted loudly. The young man gritted his teeth, struggled to hold the long sword in his hand, and struggled to resist the pressure outside his body, wisps of blood continued to flow down from his seven orifices, but he didn't realize it, just looked directly at the old man, with the loss of strength, the brilliance in his eyes continued to dim, and finally went deep into the endless darkness, as if the bottom of the abyss, there was no life. ”

"'Betraying the sect, killing the same sect, colluding with foreign races, the crime is unforgivable, the traitor Wu Jiangzhen broke into the demon stream, and he had to leave forever. With the loud sound that echoed in mid-air, the golden magic decree suspended above his head slowly stopped rotating, and suddenly bloomed with a dazzling golden light, enveloping the young man who had no power to resist, and rushed into the depths of the demon suppression stream. ”

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After an afternoon of hard work, Lin Zhihui collected a large number of documents and materials about Wushan Daochang, and with the help of Senior Sister Gao, he eliminated some information that was obviously chiseled or could not be determined at all, and obtained relatively complete and reliable content.

After the task was completed, Lin Zhihui thanked Senior Sister Gao, and hurriedly returned home and began to code words.

According to the information in his hand, Wushan Daochang's life in the mortal world can be divided into three stages, the lonely childhood, the dark and desperate childhood, the short and beautiful youth, and the prisoner period that occupies a large proportion of his life.

After careful consideration, Lin Zhihui chose the turning point of Wushan Daochang's life, that is, the darkest and most tragic period from youth to youth, as his entry point and began to structure the storyline.

In order to find out the true identity of the person who destroyed the Ten Thousand Gods Sect and helped the Netherworld Ghost Emperor escape, the protagonist Hua Bing must go to the Zhongzhou Continent. And if you want to enter the Zhongzhou Continent, you must first get the talisman refined by the Space Stone, and then you have to participate in the low-level realm battle, only the top ten participants can take the space shuttle through the wormhole and reach the edge of the Zhongzhou Continent.

So far, the plot of the book has developed to the point where the battle for the top ten is about to begin, Lin Zhihui stopped here, joined the branch line of the Wushan Daoist, and arranged on the eve of the start of the game, Xingxuan City, where the competition venue is located, encountered a sneak attack by an unknown demon beast, the enemy is extremely powerful, the human race has suffered heavy losses, the protagonist and others have also been captured by an extremely rare space beast, and were taken to the other party's place of death, on the way, the protagonist used the golden finger to create an opportunity, and joined forces with everyone to severely damage the space beast, and when he escaped, he accidentally fell into the space crack, and entered a more low-level realm。

Here, Hua Bing's only goal was to find a way to return to the original world, and after many inquiries, he learned that only with the help of the treasure of the Heavenly Master Sect could he tear the spatial barrier, create a wormhole for shuttle, and reach the superior realm retrograde.

And the story based on the Wushan Dao Leader happened in the Heavenly Master Sect.

A teenager who has been struggling in despair and darkness since birth, was rescued by an old man during a near-death experience. The old man not only healed his injuries, but also took him as an apprentice and took him back to his sect. Standing outside the mountain gate, watching everyone worship, the young man knew that the old man was the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Master Sect, and his identity was respected, and he was his only successor, so he naturally jumped to the sky and became the pride of heaven that everyone stammered.

The young man's qualifications are excellent, although he started a little late, but the old man attaches great importance to him, and he collects the treasures of heaven and earth to try his best to cultivate him, so that in just two years, his cultivation has achieved a small success, above everyone, and only the best disciples have the opportunity to enter the secret realm to experience, and by chance get the great benefits, and make great contributions to the sect, not only promoted to the inner disciple in one fell swoop, but also obtained the qualification to enter the sect's forbidden place Heavenly Master Tomb to cultivate.

Everyone admired his luck, and the young man also felt that he was the luckiest person in the world, treating him like a parent-child master, a like-minded lover, and a close friend who could entrust his life, but he didn't want it all to come to naught overnight.

On the best day of his life, the whole world of the young man was turned upside down, he didn't know what happened, only that when he regained consciousness, there was a sea of blood in front of him, countless fellow disciples were killed, friends died tragically, and lovers died tragically, and he was like a demon, covered in blood, and the master was furious, regarded him as a mortal enemy, and repeatedly pointed out all the blame for his crimes. In the face of the old man recreated by Entong, the young man did not have the slightest doubt, but felt that he was deeply guilty and in great pain, and was beaten into the demon stream like hell without complaint, and endured inhuman torture day and night, just in exchange for peace of mind and one day to atone for his sins.

The story came to an abrupt end here, of course, it wasn't over yet, Lin Zhihui left the suspense behind, planning to see the effect first, and then continue to write. In fact, it's all a huge conspiracy, a huge conspiracy that surrounds the teenager, who is nothing more than a pawn of a cold-blooded careerist, a stepping stone in the pursuit of endless power.