Kunlun Mountains, eastern Fantong, Yuxu Peak, Deacon Hall.

"So I told you! That demon monk has been beaten to pieces by Senior Brother Qiu Changtian!!"

Liu Daoran shouted angrily at the counter, while the butler opposite the counter looked helpless and explained:

"It's not that we are unreasonable, but the sect does have its own rules. Either we have to perform an autopsy or have a token of truth. In short, we have to prove that the target is dead..."

"What else can we do if they've been beaten to pieces?" Lu Zheng was also angry and questioned, "Do we have to bring the pieces to you for inspection?"

"How can you, the Deacon Hall, still play tricks!" Wen Qin and Liu Yiyi shouted from behind, responsible for boosting the momentum.

"Even if there are powdered pieces, it can be considered as physical evidence..." Before the deacon could finish his words, Hu Haozhi pulled him out of the counter, put his arm around his shoulders and took him outside to have a private chat.

"Old Su, you must know me, Hu Haozhi, right?" He patted his chest and said impatiently.

"Hey, Senior Brother Hu, why don't I know him?" The deacon laughed, "You are a frequent visitor to the Deacon Hall. You usually take care of many of our tasks..."

"That's fine." Hu Haozhi raised his thumb and pointed outside. "That person outside is Senior Brother Qiu Changtian, the chief disciple of this generation, and the master's personal disciple. Is it necessary to lie about something like this?"

"This, this is hard to say..."

"Why would he lie to you? Is he after these few spiritual stones or this little fame?"

"This is what I don't understand." The deacon said with a wry smile, "If he is really the master's direct disciple and the current chief, why did he come to our deacon hall to do a mission?"

"You." Hu Haozhi shook his head, his expression somewhat sad. "Do you know what 'coming from Kunlun together, helping each other' means?"

"Huh?" The deacon was confused.

In the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, is there still such a thing as "helping others out of a sense of justice"?

"There aren't many people in Kunlun Sect that I, Old Hu, admire. Even the chief brothers of all generations are mostly just in name only." Hu Haozhi said with emotion, looking at the snow-capped peaks in the distance, as if he was lost in some deep thoughts, "But that Senior Brother Qiu Changtian is definitely the well-deserved chief."

Thinking back to the dangerous battle that day, he still feels a lingering fear.

Just as Liu Daoran said, if Qiu Changtian had not been present, everyone would have been possessed by now and would not be able to die.

But what does Qiu Changtian want?

That few rare spirit stones? Or the admiration of a few insignificant outer disciples?

None of these make sense. Look at any chief in history, which one would be willing to condescend to take outer disciples on missions?

After much thought, the only words that come to mind are "helping others out of a sense of righteousness".

"Senior Brother Qiu..." He muttered as his eyes fell on the boundless sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

"He is truly a banished immortal."

…

"So, what are you trying to do, senior brother?" Xu Yinglian asked puzzledly.

"As a Kunlun man, why do you have to have other intentions when doing your master's mission?" Qiu Changtian asked with a smile.

Xu Yinglian nodded, showing an expression that said "I don't trust you" and turned away:

"Since they have helped to bring the spirit stones here, let's take a rest today. I'm going to go soak in Kunlun Spring."

"Junior sister, why do you want to take a bath again? Your skin will peel off."

"Brother, only those who have not bathed for years and have accumulated dirt on their bodies will shed their skin when they bathe."

"Junior sister, I bathe and burn incense every seven days."

"But it's better this way. If Senior Brother also enters Kunlun Pool, the entire spring will probably be wasted. No one wants to soak in the mud, except wild boars."

"I really do take a shower regularly! And don't make me sound like a wild animal!"

Qiu Changtian was speechless, while Xu Yinglian showed a cold smile.

After sending his junior sister to Kunlun Springs and Hot Springs Pavilion, Qiu Changtian called for the Kunlun Mirror:

"A Jing, A Jing, are you there?"

"When was I not here?" Kunlun Jing asked helplessly, "What's the matter?"

"If I were to give the spirit stone to Ling Yunpo now and fly directly to Shushan to meet him, would a time and space paradox arise?" Qiu Changtian said with great interest.

"For example, when I met Ling Yunpo, the first thing I heard him say was 'Hello, Qiu Changtian'."

"Later, when I reloaded the game and turned into Lingyunpo, the first thing I said to him was 'Nice to meet you, Qiu Changtian'..."

"No." Kunlun Mirror replied, "The timeline is unique and paradoxes are not allowed."

"So in the previous example, you heard Ling Yunpo say something. Then in the next example, as Ling Yunpo you must say the same thing."

"Of course, if there are only a few words that are different, I can use Mirror Flower and Water Moon to eliminate these minor disturbances for you, so you don't have to pay special attention to it."

"What if it's a big difference?" Qiu Changtian asked cautiously, "For example, going back to the past and deliberately changing the history that has already happened?"

"Your attempt will fail," Kunlun Mirror replied, "and you will be attacked by the Avenue of Time."

"For example, you saw Xu Yinglian die in front of you, and then you reloaded the game and went back to the past, wanting to prevent her death and change history."

"Then the probability is that you were unable to stop it for some reason before you could do so—for example, you were struck to death by a bolt of lightning on the way."

Qiu Changtian listened patiently and said thoughtfully:

"But I can stop her in advance, and then try to do some magic or something, so that my 'past self' can see 'Xu Yinglian's death' according to the history that has already happened, right?"

Kunlun Mirror was stunned for a long time, as if he had never expected that it could be operated in this way. After a while, he said:

"If we can do this, then there will be no problem. It won't cause time backlash. And my Mirror Flower and Water Moon can do it."

Qiu Changtian sighed and said:

"Isn't this the Novikov self-consistency principle? Without ten years of cerebral thrombosis skills, I'm afraid it would be impossible to come up with such a magical setting."

"What...cowardly principle?"

"Nothing." Qiu Changtian sighed and said, "That's it."

Kunlun Mirror was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously:

"Actually... I'm very curious, what do you think of Xu Yinglian? I'm not asking Qiu Changtian, I'm asking you."

"Junior Sister Xu." He smiled slightly, "A lovely junior who chose to follow me because she admired me."

"So, what about An Zhisu?"

"Senior Sister An? She is like a flower on a mountain top. Although she is very beautiful, what I really admire is her courage and strength to step into the sky without fear."

"Do you like them?"

He was silent for a moment, then sneered:

"A Jing, so-called trust and dependence have the same meaning. They are the behavior of the weak."

"The road I want to take has been paved, and nothing can stop me before I reach the end."

"The lonely sky throne has still not been visited by anyone. And this unbearable window of time will not last long."

The Kunlun Mirror felt more and more uncomfortable as it listened, and it felt as if it was about to break.

What kind of monster is this? Does he really have human emotions?

“…That’s fine.”

It echoed vaguely, and suddenly a strong and irresistible thought arose in its mind:

He and I, seemingly partners, are actually in a serious exchange of interests. He helps me mend the sky and save the world, and I use the mirror flower and water moon to help him obtain various peerless cultivation talents.

However, deceiving the sincerity of an innocent girl was not part of the original agreement! So it was understandable that this illusion would occasionally make mistakes and let them realize the true face of this guy, right?

For example, Xu Yinglian's impression of him was transformed subtly, bit by bit, and slowly from a completely disguised "Invincible Qiu Changtian" to the truth behind his mask.

An Zhisu did the same thing, making him think that what Senior Sister An knew was the "fake Ling Yunpo", but in fact, what Senior Sister An knew was himself who was using the name Ling Yunpo...

After this tool has helped me repair the sky, I will no longer use the disguise of mirror flowers and water moons, and restore my original true temperament and appearance.

But he was horrified to find that Xu Yinglian and An Zhisu could still recognize him.

That would probably be interesting, right?