The headquarters of Tiandu Company, established in 71, was originally subordinate to the special service of the Ministry of War, and later became a privileged organization independently.

Since a month ago, the company's headquarters has been cordoned off, and all personnel can only enter and leave except for the armed personnel on duty on the perimeter. One by one, the foundation building monks came from all over the country and joined the rescue of Tang Yuan, and even the Jindan elders of the Shangqing Palace joined them.

Everything is to find out that unrecorded history, whether Li Changsheng slaughtered the world or killed the Tao.

This point may not be important to the immortal himself, and with the strength of the other party, no one will take advantage of this to attack him. Even if he is not the strongest man in the world, no one in this period of history is guilty in legal theory. But people are curious, and most of the memories that have come out of the soul search are completely polarized compared to the current immortals.

The few people in the know are extremely curious about what the truth is.

Qing Xuzi volunteered to be the protector of the soul searching monk, although he could not interfere in the soul search, but he was able to instantly restrain the other party to avoid casualties. In fact, I also want to participate in the process of exploring memories, but he is already too powerful in the Jindan stage, and entering the spirit platform is very likely to wake up those reincarnated.

If the foundation building period is an ant, then the Jindan period is the same person. Ants stealing food may not be cared about, but thieves must treat each other with sticks.

"That's the information we've gotten so far, and almost half of the events can be reversed from these memories. Maybe none of this information will be released, but I think that if they are heroes, it is unjust for them to be wronged, and the Dao is uneasy. ”

A foundation building monk finished recounting his memories of looking at that period of history from the perspective of a disciple of the Sword Sect.

The events can basically be reversed, but who is right and who is wrong has formed a polar reversal. Perhaps no one is right in troubled times, and there is no right or wrong in a strongman society.

The fist is justice, and power is the truth.

This is the same no matter what society it is placed in, and its underlying logic is authoritarianism. The powerful are right in most cases, and the powerless can only wait for mercy.

But people have feelings, and when the object of observation descends to the individual, and shouts that power is stupid. It is human nature to worship the strong, and it is human nature to worship saints.

Talent and virtue are all called saints.

Few people know what Li Changsheng himself is, but he is a saint in the eyes of the world. In China's simple moral concept, striving for the interests of the people of the world is a saint.

If they can, they don't want to believe that the immortal is a demon who slaughters the world, but the bloody memories are constantly bewitching them. It was difficult for the monks of the foundation building period to distinguish between what was true and what was false.

"I'm proposing to reopen the investigation, and that's the only thing we can do."

Everyone in the conference room was silent for a while, and no one immediately responded.

Just about 10 minutes ago, the Zhongshu government ordered the investigation to be stopped, and all data was destroyed. And they were also tortured during this time, haunted by those memories day and night, and I am afraid that they will need to recuperate for half a year before they can fully recover.

Soul searching is essentially injecting poison into one's own body, and if the investigation is reopened, it will have to be experienced again.

Xu Manhong raised his head slightly, and said: "Yu Wu'an, the Taoist Guanwu, a person who defends the dynasty, fought with demons for three months, bloodshed for thousands of miles without dying, and finally saved the people from fire and water at the age of 22. ”

"The half-body crawled for months, and it was named Guanwu."

Those who have seen this memory subconsciously clenched their fists, and after another half-sound, another person also spoke:

"Yu Nannan, the autumn age of the road, the daughter of Yu Wu'an, in order to prevent the people of the Jing Dynasty from becoming human animals, one person and one sword killed the Eight Immortals League, and his merits determined the world, saved the people of Dawn, and died at the age of 15."

"Although he didn't kill an enemy, he risked his life to send out the information, and finally died by draining his soul."

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately tacitly said the objects of their investigation, one after another, all of them were disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Qiu Yelong went to fight for a hundred miles alone, killed ten Jindan demons, and protected thousands of people out of the city, at the age of 31."

"Shao Shiyan fought with the evil monk for seven days and seven nights, exhausted, and was later eaten by the homeless people."

"Zhong Shaowu, Zhong Shaoen, and Zhong Shaobing, the three brothers, died in the human race into the ancient mountains and valleys."

"Lu Changzhi, Kang Yuhong and the two golden pills killed the Demon Dao Sect, beheaded the Yuan Baby, slaughtered thousands of people and destroyed the door, and then sat down and turned into a mass grave."

Gradually, half of them spoke of the memories they had seen, and those remnants were inferior to the souls of the reincarnated. Many people have unparalleled combat power, but after all, they are all building foundations, and only a small number of people are Jindan.

Reading the memories of these Sword Sect disciples was very easy and very difficult for them.

The ease is that they will not be affected by the other party, and the difficulty is that they are shocked by pure memories for the first time.

As everyone told what he knew, the atmosphere in the conference room grew heavier.

Finally, someone raised his hand slightly and said, "Agree to a joint appeal to reopen the investigation." ”

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

In the blink of an eye, everyone raised their hands, and Xu Manhong dialed the phone of Zhongshufu again.

"Hey, please help me connect with the Prime Minister's OfficeHello Prime Minister, all members of the Sword Sect's Demise Investigation Team request to restart the investigation plan. Why? Because that's what we need to do, and that's what we're supposed to do. ”

"The immortals said that they would knock on it for future generations."

Half an hour later, the disbanded investigation team was re-established, only this time only the rest of their team of experts had been evacuated, including the unlimited supply of pills. The government didn't want to waste too many resources in this area, and the history that no one had recorded was already known, and everything that was left was written on the good side of the immortals.

But there will always be people who are not reconciled.

If it is one person or a few appeals, the Zhongshu Mansion can still reject it, but a group of foundation building monks have to pay attention to the joint appeal. They are equivalent to 1/10 of the foundation building monks in the entire perimeter, and the strategic value of each one is no less than a special battalion, or even a brigade.

——

Xu Manhong took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he once again came to the spiritual platform that was crowded with all kinds of divine souls. It's not as calm as it was a month ago, it's all about chaos, and everything is going bad.

Perhaps their soul search awakened the reincarnated person, or maybe it was time for the reincarnated person to awaken to consciousness.

Whatever the reason, Tang Yuan's death diagnosis has been written, and no one thinks that she can still be saved. The previous government's plan was to experiment with whether the reincarnation could succeed if the original body had good cultivation. But now that he has just reached the first step, he has not yet let Tang Yuan work hard to improve his strength, and these consciousnesses have awakened.

This is one of the main reasons why the plan was abruptly terminated.

Not far away, Tang Yuan, who was wearing a goose-yellow shirt, jeans and canvas shoes, and a slightly thin face, was standing not far away, stretching out his right hand and constantly making stabbing movements.

From the day they discovered the remnant soul of the Sword Sect disciple, Tang Yuan had left the palm of Xu Yu, and the investigation team knew that this deaf-mute man had already had a certain ability to resist, but he was still too small in front of the reincarnation.

Tang Yuan noticed Xu Manhong, stopped what he was doing, turned his head and smiled with a smile that was very soft and soft.

Hello.

She gestured, although Xu Manhong and I taught the other party how to speak on the Lingtai, but in less than half a month, she obviously hasn't learned it yet.

"Miss Tang, I want to see the memories of the remaining people."

So far, the lowest in history they have searched is Kang Yuhong, a disciple who traveled with Lu Changzhi. At that time, after the two of them used Jindan to defeat Yuanying, they basically ran out of oil and dried up, and they both fell on the way home.

Although Tang Yuan, as the owner of this body, has a low cultivation, he has a certain particularity, and he can sense the spiritual souls of other reincarnates. According to what she said, there was only one Sword Sect disciple left, and that was He Kun, the former Sword Sect Sect Master at that time.

When He Kunyuan was supposed to be able to follow Li Changsheng to the peace of the world, he knew the beginning and end of everything.

However, considering that the other party is a Yuan Infant cultivator, the investigation team plans to take turns to enter the memory for 10 minutes, so as not to be coerced by the other party's memory and eventually lose themselves.

Tang Yuan gestured, and with a trace of spiritual transmission, Xu Manhong seemed to hear the other party's words.

"Yes, but Grandpa He said that he wanted to exchange memories with you, and he wanted to know about modern things."

“.”

Xu Manhong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and a chill rushed to his head.

Has a reincarnated person awakened?!

You have to get out, you can't stay here for half a minute.

In less than half a breath, she immediately decided to withdraw from the spiritual platform, so as not to be controlled by the other party or crushed into spiritual fragments. Xu Manhong took two steps back while reciting the magic quickly, but instead of exiting the spiritual platform, he bumped into a person.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Xu Manhong turned her head stiffly, and a Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe embellished with cloud patterns, a wide forehead, a high nose bridge, and a handsome Taoist priest with a hint of sassiness stood behind her.

"My surname is Kun, I've seen this girl."

He Kun, I didn't expect him to wake up. Now that you're awake, why don't you take away Tang Yuan?

Xu Manhong quickly suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and after knowing that the other party was the former Sword Sect Master, he was not so afraid.

"Junior Xu Manhong, I have seen Sect Master He."

"What do you think, you and I exchange memories." He Kun's words were straightforward, as if the people of the Sword Sect were all straight.

Xu Manhong only hesitated for half a moment, and then nodded slightly. He actually has no choice now, if the other party wants to, he can completely unilaterally pump his soul, and she doesn't want to give up if she is only one step away from the truth.

"Then please come with me."

He Kun walked in the southwest direction, and every two steps a quaint stone door appeared in front of him. The stone door was engraved with scribbled words, and Xu Manhong saw the word [He Kun] from a distance.

[My friend He Kun, buried here]

He Kun walked to the stone gate, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "In the world immortal Li Changsheng, I should have asked you to call me my father-in-law back then, but now it seems that it is completely useless." ”

Xu Manhong only felt chills when she heard this, and she understood that her memory had been read by the other party unconsciously. The spirits of the reincarnated are different from those of their native monks, they are giants who have climbed the mountaintops, and they are just small people.

This was the first time she had faced the power of Yuanying Daoxing, and she was completely seen through just one face.

Maybe the other party will be able to control himself and turn himself into a puppet as soon as he moves.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, but when it comes to confronting it, no one can remain calm.

He Kun ignored the little girl's uncertain expression, pushed open the stone door with a slight force with his right hand, and turned sideways to let the white light of the representative's memory envelop her.

"Girl, Brother Li is not as sacred as you think. Don't impose your ideas on others, even if it's a compliment. ”

"Brother Li, it's just a very screwed person hahahaha."

Xu Manhong felt that the voice in her ears was getting more and more distant, and when she came back to her senses again, it had already entered He Kun's memory. What caught my eye was a barren mountain range, looking at the past, there was no grass, and a broken sword blade was inserted into the barren mountain, and I don't know whose sword it was.

This is the Sword Sect, the last Sword Sect no longer has the previous immortal energy, only killing and breaking the sword remain. There are also desolate stone monuments, on which are engraved ordinary names, extraordinary people.

A young man in a dark red robe stood among the countless stone tablets, holding a booklet in his hand and writing something with his head bowed.

"Brother Li, you were just attacked by a few old immortals, and you haven't healed yet." He Kun approached and said.

Li Changsheng replied with an indifferent expression and without raising his head: "They can't hurt me yet, it's just a few yuan babies." ”

"What are just a few Yuan Infants, there are several ancestors of the Great Sect, each of which has the peak cultivation of Yuan Infant. And not long after you were promoted to become a god, your realm was not stable and you have been killing for decades, this world is so big, do you want to save it alone? ”

There was a hint of annoyance in He Kun's voice, and he reached out to snatch the booklet.

Li Changsheng is actually very strong, but people have limits after all. He has not rested and meditated for decades, and he has been campaigning day after day in order to pacify the world.

He pulled the world back from the edge of the cliff and made himself a thousand holes.

Back then, Yun Shu also had the assistance of many Sword Sect elders, as well as the support of the major factions in the Shangqing Palace. But now there are only Li Changsheng and He Kun, as well as a group of young people in their prime.

If it was hundreds of years ago, these children should have thrived under the protection of the sect, at least they should not have experienced this.

"With your cultivation, you can be attacked by those old things and let them run away, doesn't that mean that you are exhausted?"

In the next second, a powerful sword intent instantly slapped He Kun away, and with a bang, he crashed headlong into the distant mountain.

"If the blood is not drained, why should I run out?"

Li Changsheng tore off a piece of yellow paper and added a tombstone to this barren mountain.

He Kun walked back with a disgraced face and scolded and said, "You really did it, you can meditate for a while without resting, right?" Rest is for better fighting, and maybe the next time you meet those old things, you can kill them with a sword. ”

Hearing this, Li Changsheng hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "Then meditate for a while." ”

He did not dislike the dust on the ground, and sat directly among the many stone tablets. His eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't know how long it took for his head to get deeper and lower, and finally he let out a slight snort.

"Heh, I have a temperament with my junior sister."

He Kun stretched out his hand to wipe the stone tablet in front of him, his fingers full of scars crossed the names one by one, and said leisurely: "Brother Li, there are only two of us left in this Sword Sect, but the world has not yet been calmed. ”

"Where is the peace? With the foundation of my Sword Sect for thousands of years, can't it be exchanged for peace? ”

(End of chapter)