Chapter 451: Escape (3)
Before he could finish his words, the monk attacked again.
Tao Zi's spiritual consciousness had already dried up, and Yue Qingya was tripped up by other cultivators, so she could only prepare to endure it.
After taking the next blow, she spat out a mouthful of blood and the scene in front of her began to blur.
The ghost army immediately abandoned Wangxu and others to protect them.
Boom!
The thunder tribulation is getting closer.
The monk looked up at the thunder that was about to strike, and the spiritual power in his hands became stronger and stronger, as if he was ready to kill with one blow.
At this moment, the brother's murderous voice rang out: "How dare you!"
Before Tao Zi could turn around, her body went limp and she fainted. Her brother appeared behind her, stretched out his long arms and protected her tightly.
At the same time, a masked monk in the out-of-body stage also appeared beside Tao Zi, and another one appeared on Wang Xu's side.
boom!
The thunderbolt struck down, Cheng Wuchou and Tao Zi moved quickly, Yue Qingya barely kept up with the help of the ghost army, Wang Xu and others were protected by the out-of-body stage cultivator.
Lightning struck down one after another, and those people could not escape. Wherever they retreated, the lightning followed.
During this period, they also wanted to kill Tao Zi and others, but they were killed or forced to retreat by the two out-of-body stage cultivators, and they had no idea how to start.
Cheng Wuchou stared at the cultivator who attacked Tao Zi and said, "Please lend me a hand. I will enter the thunder tribulation and kill someone."
Yue Qingya frowned and said, "That person's advancement state is not right. He will definitely die in the thunder tribulation."
"What if?" he said coldly, "I won't allow him to have any chance of survival."
The two out-of-body cultivators did not hesitate. An illusory light and shadow surrounded Cheng Wuchou. He used this light and shadow to rush into the thunder tribulation and strangle the already weakened cultivator, and then escaped unscathed.
Wangxu looked at him a few more times, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. The gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Out-of-Body stage is too big. If it were him, even if the cultivator was weak, he might not be able to kill him so easily, let alone in the midst of a thunder tribulation.
At noon the next day, Tao Zi finally opened her eyes, and an enlarged fox face appeared in front of her.
She was startled and slapped the little fox to the end of the bed.
The little fox was furious. He jumped up and pointed at her, cursing, "It's bad enough that you almost got me killed, but you actually slapped me. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
As soon as she finished cursing, Cheng Wuchou walked in and threw it out, leaving Tao Zi no chance to answer.
Cheng Wuchou wiped his hand that had thrown the fox, brought a glass of water, and said, "Qianzhen said you need to rest well."
Tao Zi sat up against the headboard and asked, "How's Wang Xu doing?"
He said simply, "He's not dead."
After hearing this, she was silent for a moment, then lowered her voice and continued to ask, "Where are those disciples?"
Cheng Wuchou pushed the water cup in front of her and said, "It is said that ten bodies were sent back, fifteen are still alive, the whereabouts of five are unknown, and the rest are unclear. This has nothing to do with you, don't think too much, drink some water first, listen to yourself, your throat is hoarse."
Tao Zi took the cup of water and took a sip.
At this moment, Wang Xu was sitting on a hilltop dancing with a sword, while Yue Qingya was leaning against a tree watching him.
He stopped only when the sun had completely set, his expression gloomy. "Master once said that if you're upset and can't concentrate on your cultivation, do something you enjoy. Slowly, your mind will calm down. But I've been dancing with the sword for so long, and I still can't find peace."
Yue Qingya said: "Master Wang Shao, there seems to be something wrong with your Dao heart."
"Don't call me Young Master. I'm just an ordinary cultivator now."
Yue Qingya readily followed suit and called out, "My friend the foolish Dao."
Wangxu hummed softly, and suddenly said, "Brother Yue, I'm a little envious of you now."
"Um?"
He suppressed his voice and said, "If I were a casual cultivator, I could live freely in the world without worrying about the sect's reputation, nor would I have to deal with those people."
Yue Qingya looked at him quietly. Now was not the time for her to speak.
He continued, "But then I thought, if I were just a casual cultivator, I might not have made it this far, or even be alive today. I have no right to blame the sect, let alone disregard its interests. Brother Yue, this is truly too difficult. Between the sect and Dao Heart, how should I choose?"
Yue Qingya asked in return: "Is there a way to have the best of both worlds?"
"No." Wang Xu's face was tired. "My Tao tells me to stand on the opposite side of that person. I'm not afraid of that. What I'm afraid of is those innocent disciples dying with me, and I'm afraid that the interests of the sect will be damaged because of me. As the young master, I must consider the sect. Junior Brother Huanhuan can act willfully, and Junior Sister Qingling can too, but I can't. This time, I'm the one being willful."
He listened in silence.
"After this incident, I finally understood that without a sect, I am just an ordinary cultivator who can't even protect the disciples who follow me."
Yue Qingya continued calmly: "Everyone says that I am lucky and have a good life, but in fact I can't protect anyone. I can only watch everything happen."
Wang Xu asked, "Her?"
He hummed, then continued, "I used to not understand why she fought so hard, but only after that incident did I realize how important sects and power really are. Fellow Daoist Wang, I've thought about this: if I were you, Wuyan, would I have been able to protect my friend at that time?"
The two were silent for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Xu finally spoke again, "My master once said that nothing in the world is perfect, and I always have to give up something. Brother Yue, what do you think I will give up in the future?"
Yue Qingya shook the hilt of his sword and said, "I don't know, but there will always be a way to go. Let's take it step by step."
Wang Xu stood there for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "That's right, let's take it one step at a time. The Wang Xu of the future might be able to watch everything happen, but the Wang Xu of now can't. Since that's not possible, then for now, I'll just be Wang Xu, not Young Sect Master Wang."
The two returned to their temporary residence.
A group of Sword Sect disciples were healing their wounds, observing a moment of silence, and practicing, but they were all paying attention to where Wangxu was going.
After noticing his return, one of the disciples stood up and asked, "Brother, are they really not going to take care of this?"
Wangxu sighed softly and didn't say anything, but his meaning was clear.
Yue Qingya consciously walked towards the room where Tao Zi was, ignoring their conversation, but the voices still came.
"So many innocent mortals were controlled, and the sect turned a blind eye? Why? This is not like what a sect would do!"
Wangxu looked at them, but didn't know how to explain.
For the so-called overall situation, does it really mean sacrificing so many innocent people?
Yue Qiran, three thousand mortals, hundreds of babies, an entire sect, and countless undiscovered victims... Is it really worth it?
Wangxu looked at these disciples in silence.
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