Does his neutrality have anything to do with his resemblance to Song Huan?
“Yes!” Qiao Yu said seriously, “Back then, Uncle-Master Song Huan was the kind of person who didn’t compete or fight. Later, for some reason, he became mentally challenged and only knew how to study formations all day long.”
My martial uncle wasn't like this when he first joined the sect. Back then, he was incredibly intelligent. It was only after a series of misfortunes that he became mentally challenged. Several elders from the Seven Peaks, as well as the former elders, all called him a bookworm.
This time, Master should have noticed!
He returned to normal, and it was under his guidance that Grandmaster was able to go to the illusion to find his master. Of course, this was something Uncle Qu told me later.
It was only because Uncle Qu told me that Uncle Song Huan was trustworthy that I agreed to let you go to Mount Sumeru to recuperate. Otherwise, you should have been on Mount Xuanbing when you woke up.
Although I don't know why Uncle-Master Song Huan is competing with Senior Uncle-Master for someone, they must both be doing it for Master's sake!
"Is that so?" Wen Jingge asked, puzzled.
At this moment, Liang Si opened another coffin, "Master, come here!"
"What's going on?"
Liang Si pointed at the person in the coffin without saying a word; his face showed undisguised shock.
The person lying in the coffin was none other than Bu Suanzi.
Wen Jingge had met him in Qi Yun's dream.
The old man had a refined appearance, exuding a scholarly air, and a large black mole on the corner of his mouth.
"Master?" Qiao Yu was stunned. "Isn't this where the gods live? Why is Master here?"
"Who knows, maybe your master is someone else's reincarnation?" Wen Jingge said, seemingly unfazed. "Take a look! Look again! Search around! Are there any corpses that look the same? If I'm not mistaken, these people must be connected to Qi Yun; they are all people or gods who have interacted with her."
"The same?" they both said in unison.
They exchanged another glance, seemingly understanding something, and then actually went to search for it.
The altar showed no signs of rising, which must mean they hadn't yet discovered something on this level.
The reason for seeking out like-minded people isn't to play a match-3 game, but rather...
Praying for good fortune is an active act, while killing is a passive one.
Qi Yun's restart is unlimited. Wen Jingge has seen those shadows that are exactly the same as Qi Yun, and Qi Yun has also said that they are all useless.
As for the killing, there has only been one death so far.
Or, the death of slaughter is not death, but rebirth.
"Master! There really is! Me! Here!" Qiao Yu jumped high. "I saw another grandmaster. This grandmaster died differently from the other one. He committed suicide."
What about the previous one?
“That should be the way my master died in this life.” Liang Si looked at Wen Jingge thoughtfully. “My master once gave my master half of his cultivation, as if to accomplish something. After that, my master and my master parted on bad terms.”
This disciple only knows that such a thing happened, but doesn't know the specifics. Master... perhaps you can think about it carefully.
“Master…I found…” Qiao Yu called out again, “This time, it’s from Uncle-Master Bai Teng.”
Three!
Wen Jingge squatted down beside Ling Yi, feeling a little depressed.
Did Shirafuji die three times?
Bu Suanzi should have died three times, Bai Teng...
Shouldn't white wisteria be used for praying for good fortune?
Will Qi Yun's body be placed here?
"Let's take another look!"
"Oh! There's another master lying there, who also committed suicide."
Wen Jingge: ...
Just then, the altar began to move.
"Hold your junior brother and go up!" Wen Jingge called out, then floated over first.
Now all she could think about was the white vines appearing here, and who was on top of them.
The Heavenly Ladder is the path from the human world to heaven, a way to visit the gods.
The killings escalated from here, clearly in search of a blessing.
The massacre on the altar was originally a corpse. After the Soul Clan and the Demon Clan finished their prayers and offered sacrifices, they waited for the Heavenly Ladder to rise.
"Master! I saw Junior Uncle!" Qiao Yu said as she hurried towards the altar. "Should we really not knock on all the offerings?"
"Are you the master or am I the master?"
"You are..." Qiao Yu cleared her throat and followed behind Wen Jingge without saying a word.
He knew that Wen Jingge was angry.
As for why he was angry?
He glanced at Liang Si beside him, but remained silent, carrying Ling Yi as they followed.
"Say less, Master is thinking about something."
"How did you know?" At this point, Qiao Yu finally realized that she had been tricked.
"Don't forget who gave you the bones," Liang Si thought to herself with a cold smile.
Qiao Yu: ...
Liang Si: "Still calling me stupid? I can be very smart when I want to be."
Qiao Yu: ...
"Nothing to say?"
Qiao Yu: "If I survive to the end, I'll be smart too!"
Wen Jingge did not hear the words the two conveyed through their mental techniques.
Even if she heard it, she would just laugh it off.
"Put Ling Yi up here in a bit. You two go up first. If you can't handle it, I'll go up."
What's up there?
"It's either me, Bai Teng, or someone else," Wen Jingge muttered.
According to her logic, the white vines shouldn't be in these coffins below; the people in those black coffins were all connected to Qi Yun in their past lives.
After careful consideration, Qi Yun should be wearing Bai Teng's face.
However, the appearance of the white vine below suggests that the original white vine may have been a decoy.
As for the other corpses below, if they are gods, where does the legacy of those gods come from?
No matter what kind of speculation is made, it is incorrect.
"Master, we've arrived." Qiao Yu jumped up first.
Nothing new here; this layer is also a coffin, only a crystal one.
You don't need that bone to see the person lying inside.
Wen Jingge was dumbfounded.
She rubbed her eyes and looked at her two disciples. "Who?"
"Master, didn't you see it clearly?"
"Uncle-Master Song Huan!"
Wen Jingge's head was completely blank.
"A man?" she asked.
The person who appeared in my dream, Qi Yun, was a man!
It's not him wearing that face, it's just Shirafuji's face, how could it be a man?
"So many, are they all?"
“Without exception, they are all here.” Liang Si flew into the sky on her sword, circled around for a while, and then returned. “They are all Uncle-Master Song Huan here.”
"This... how is this possible?" Wen Jingge still found it unbelievable.
The altar, which forms the Heavenly Ladder, is essentially an altar itself. Surrounding it are endless crystal coffins in which Song Huan lies peacefully. Unlike the Song Huan in the black iron coffin, these Song Huan are dressed similarly to the Song Huan in the Xuan Yun Sect.
"Master..."
With a loud crash, as if something had fallen to the ground, Wen Jingge turned around. Behind her, another platform appeared on the other side of the altar, with an endless expanse of crystal coffins on it.
This time, it was Ai Fengling lying inside.
She was confused again.
"Hey!" she shouted at the sky, "What exactly are you trying to tell me with this clue?"
The altar continues to rise...
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