Chapter 2: Rebirth "Let him prove his innocence."
"Xie Wuyang, you exploited your status as a disciple of the Immortal Master, falsely passed on the orders of the Sect Master, secretly entered the forbidden area, and stole the Nightmare Stone. You should be crippled, expelled from the sect, and have Luo Fengta imprisoned! Do you acknowledge your crime?"
A deep and powerful voice sounded in his ears. Xie Wuyang's eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes with difficulty.
The chaotic scene made him frown, and then his eyes fell on the man in black in the center.
The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, his hair stood up high, and he was holding a scroll in his hand. He looked at Xie Wuyang with a look of immense anger.
Confess...what crime?
Xie Wuyang was completely confused and had not yet recovered from the inexplicable sword attack. How could he easily admit the blame?
Xie Wuyang shook his head, stood up shakily, and looked back fearlessly, "Has the Immortal Sect really gone so far as to accuse someone of a crime without any reason?"
The man on the stage turned pale and blue in expression. He pointed at Xie Wuyang with a trembling finger and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
After a long while of blushing and angry, he threw the scroll to the ground with a "bang".
"Everything you think and feel is within the Vision Axis. Even your master can't protect you!"
A heart-peek axis? A divine artifact from the Immortal Sect?
Didn’t he burn this thing eight years ago?
Where did this one come from?
The more Xie Wuyang thought about it, the more confused he became. Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck his mind, giving him a sudden enlightenment.
etc.
Isn't he... already dead?
Realizing this, Xie Wuyang raised his head suddenly, and the face of the man in black instantly overlapped with a portrait in his memory.
The former head of Cangqiong Mountain - Wu Hanfeng.
When Xie Wuyang sneaked into Cangqiong Mountain, he was fortunate enough to see the plaque and portrait dedicated to the leader.
What was shocking was, how could this person, who even had a memorial tablet, be standing right in front of him alive?!
It was like a blow to the head, making Xie Wuyang's head clang loudly.
The former leader of Cang Qiong Mountain, the long-burned Heart-Seeing Axis... and this familiar interrogation hall...
All of them verify a certain outrageous yet reasonable idea.
After his death, his soul did not escape from the body, but somehow it went back to the past, at least a hundred years ago.
"Since you admit your guilt, then apologize yourself." Seeing that Xie Wuyang didn't say anything for a long time, Wu Hanfeng thought that he had no more excuses, and his expression became better.
Who would have thought that the next moment, Xie Wuyang, who had finally behaved himself, spoke again, "If you want to accuse me of a crime, you can always find a pretext. When did I ever say I admitted it?"
He said as he picked up the scroll from the ground.
The Heart-Peeping Axis, as the name suggests, can peek into what people are thinking.
But he has a drawback, that is, he can only find out what his master asks, and he cannot find out anything else.
Xie Wuyang didn't know what happened to his original body, but the soul in this body was his, and he didn't want to bear any blame for others.
Even though Xie Wuyang was filled with heinous crimes and harbored the intention of overthrowing the Immortal Sect, he had never stolen the Nightmare Stone.
Naturally, nothing can be revealed from this scroll.
Xie Wuyang raised his chin nonchalantly, his tone arrogant and rude, "Old man, ask again. Maybe this scroll is broken?"
Wu Hanfeng's temper, which had finally calmed down, was ignited by Xie Wuyang's words and burst out again, "Is this how your master taught you to disrespect your elders?!"
Xie Wuyang scratched his ears, not caring much about the cheap master that Wu Hanfeng mentioned.
He had just explored the cultivation level of this body, Qi Refining.
Although he was a little weak, he had reached the pinnacle of cultivation for so long in his previous life and was quite experienced in cultivation. If his spiritual veins were truly severed, he would truly have no chance of cultivation.
"Master, please ask quickly. I'm in a hurry to get back to bed."
Wu Hanfeng was so angry that he paced back and forth, pointing at Xie Wuyang with his eyes wide open. "Well, let me ask you again. Did your evil disciple Xie Wuyang ever sneak into the forbidden area and steal the Nightmare Stone?"
Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and replied without hesitation, "No."
After saying that, he looked down at the scroll.
The heart-peek axis was completely blank. Not to mention the answer, there wasn't even a shadow of a word.
Xie Wuyang smiled and said, "See, I said I didn't steal the Nightmare Stone."
As he spoke, Xie Wuyang raised the Heart-Seeing Axis for Wu Hanfeng to see.
The Heart-Seeing Axis is the most precious treasure of the Immortal Sect. As the head of Cang Qiong Sect, Wu Hanfeng has great confidence in the answer on it, otherwise he would not have convicted the sect's disciples based on just a scroll.
The Heart-Peeping Axis verified that what he said was true, so the charge was naturally cleared.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Wu Hanfeng suddenly jumped up in anger after seeing something, pointing his finger at Xie Wuyang's nose and cursing, "Alright, alright, Xie Wuyang, what excuses do you have now? The answer to the Heart-Seeing Axis is out, and today I will clean up the mess for your master!"
Xie Wuyang was startled and immediately looked down.
The mind-seeing axis that was blank just now now seemed to have an image, and the image displayed was exactly the same as the image measured by the original owner.
wrong.
He and the original owner are clearly two different people, how could they possibly get the same test results?
unless……
Xie Wuyang frowned, looked up and was about to say something, but was hit head-on by Wu Hanfeng's palm.
The head of Cangqiong Mountain, who can reach this position, his cultivation level cannot be underestimated. Even if he cannot reach the Mahayana level, he has at least reached the upper level.
With Xie Wuyang's previous cultivation level, it was no problem for him to withstand Wu Hanfeng's palm, but now he was just a Qi Refiner.
Not to mention fighting, he couldn't even block a single hair from Wu Hanfeng!
Could it be that this is a drama that ends with rebirth?
The moment he raised his hand to block it, Xie Wuyang felt mixed emotions.
Her eyelashes trembled and her eyelids were tightly closed.
"Brother, this matter has not yet been concluded."
The expected pain had not yet subsided, and a voice sounded in the air.
It’s like the cold winter suddenly arrives, the first snow falls, and a chilly air hits you in the face.
Inappropriately, Xie Wuyang thought of someone.
That person was dressed in white, his back was cold and lonely. Whenever I looked at him, I always felt an inexplicable emotion.
Yunwanzhou.
The moment these three words popped into his mind, Xie Wuyang suddenly opened his eyes.
The familiar white sleeves in my memory fluttered and fell, and the tall and straight back was as stubborn as before.
Xie Wuyang's eyes moved slightly, and when he touched the familiar silver-white hilt, his gaze suddenly trembled.
Scenes from the past flashed before my eyes.
The Immortal Gate, the Holy Tomb, the blood-stained peach blossoms, and that... long sword that pierced through the chest - Broken Snow.
The strong impact caused the Broken Snow Sword to emit two buzzing sounds, and then gradually returned to stability.
"The Mind-Seeing Axis isn't conclusive yet? Junior brother, don't you even believe in the things left by our ancestors?" Wu Hanfeng roared.
Yun Wanzhou frowned and explained, "The Nightmare Stone is a precious treasure of the Immortal Sect. Even if the Sect Master himself were here, it would not be so easy to get through, let alone Xie Wuyang, a mere disciple. There are still some doubts in this matter. Please investigate carefully, Senior Brother."
"That was a dereliction of duty on the part of the guarding disciple. I will punish him severely!"
"Brother..." Yun Wanzhou said firmly, looking at the enraged Wu Hanfeng, "I know my disciple's character best. I'm willing to guarantee with my life that he would never act like this."
Bullshit!
Before he died, this man vowed to persuade him to turn back, but he turned around and stabbed him with a sword?
When Xie Wuyang thought of this, he felt so angry that his teeth itched.
Wu Hanfeng released the force from his hands, his expression still not looking good. "What do you want?"
Hearing this, Xie Wuyang smiled sinisterly. He was also very curious about what excuse this "immortal master" would use to protect his beloved disciple.
"Let him prove his innocence." Yun Wanzhou said calmly.
Xie Wuyang's smile froze and he suddenly raised his head.
The well-defined profile was half hidden in the shadows, and Yun Wanzhou's expression remained unchanged, as if he was just stating something insignificant.
Rumor has it that the Nightmare Stone was formed from ancient magic, and its power is enough to turn the world upside down and reshape the world of cultivation.
The disappearance of the Nightmare Stone is tantamount to a catastrophe for the world of cultivation.
Prove his innocence? In such a serious matter as the Nightmare Stone, did Yun Wanzhou actually believe that he was innocent?
Hearing Yun Wanzhou's light-hearted answer, Wu Hanfeng's breathing stopped and he looked at him in disbelief.
"You...say it again?"
Yun Wanzhou raised his hand and bowed, saying respectfully, "I would like to take Xie Wuyang down the mountain to retrieve the Nightmare Stone."
The air was silent.
What did Yun Wanzhou say? Who did he go down the mountain with?
Xie Wuyang blinked twice, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.
Until a gaze fell on him, Xie Wuyang looked up and met a pair of eyes as deep as a pool of water.
"What do you think?"
Xie Wuyang choked in his throat and his expression gradually became inexplicable.
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If Yun Wanzhou is compared to a flood or a beast, then Xie Wuyang is the lamb to be slaughtered, and he almost crawled out of the interrogation room.
No matter whether he practices or not, he would rather die again than stay with Yun Wanzhou again, let alone be inferior to others and have a deep relationship with Yun Wanzhou as a master and disciple!
It was not until he ran to his original body's room and closed the door based on a vague memory that Xie Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief.
The light was blocked and the room was a little dark.
Xie Wuyang quickly glanced around, finally letting go of the door and throwing himself on the small cabinet in the southeast corner.
By the time he ascended to the position of Demon Lord, Yun Wanzhou had already reached the rank of Immortal Lord. According to rumors within the cultivation world, he had no sect or school of his own and was presumably just a hermit living in the mountains.
Why does it appear in Cangqiong Mountain?
Or was he supposed to be in Cangqiong Mountain?
Xie Wuyang shook his head, threw away the irrelevant questions in his mind, and concentrated on rummaging through the cabinet.
Every disciple of the immortal sect has a token to indicate his or her identity. Disciples from different sects have different token styles and materials.
Just now in the interrogation room, Xie Wuyang ran away, leaving Yun Wanzhou and Wu Hanfeng looking at each other in bewilderment. Judging from their character of pursuing the matter to the end, they should be found soon.
He had to pack up and run away quickly.
Xie Wuyang searched everything in the room and finally found the original body's token under the pillow.
The token is made of ebony, dark red in color, with a complex cloud pattern engraved on one side and the words "Cangqiong Mountain" and "Xie Wuyang" written on the other side.
As a disciple of the Immortal Master, it should not be difficult for me to go down the mountain.
After putting away the token, Xie Wuyang rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find some spirit stones, stuffed them into his arms, and ran out of the room without stopping.
Before his hand touched the door frame, Xie Wuyang's vision suddenly turned white and he was dazzled by the sudden light.
Yun Wanzhou stood at the main entrance against the light, one hand hanging by his side and the other holding a white porcelain bottle.
Seeing Xie Wuyang about to push the door open, he frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"
Xie Wuyang hid the spirit stone in his arms a little deeper and said, "Walk around."
"During this special period, it's better not to go around everywhere."
A flash of contempt flashed across his eyes, and Xie Wuyang thought, is this reminding him of his identity as a suspect?
The next moment, Yun Wanzhou spoke again, "The Nightmare Stone has been stolen. If someone from the Demon Realm sneaks in, Cangqiong Mountain might not be safe."
Come to an abrupt end.
Xie Wuyang choked in his throat, the sarcastic words stuck in his heart, unable to go up or down.
There was a hint of worry between his handsome eyebrows, which seemed a little out of place on his cold face in his previous life.
Is this how Yun Wanzhou treats his apprentice?
Or is there another plan?
Xie Wuyang looked confused.
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