Chapter 119 Heavy Mission



Chapter 119 Heavy Mission

"them……"

Du Xueling opened her mouth several times, but stopped herself several times.

She seemed to want to make up some nice excuses to get away with it, but in the end, she didn't.

"Do you know... the seal of Zhongyuan?"

"I know. The reason why the elders went out together before was because the secret realm was close to the seal and difficult to handle, right?"

"That seal is used to seal a secret realm. That secret realm cannot be conquered and can only be solved by sealing it."

Nan Wang nodded to show his understanding and signaled Du Xueling to continue speaking with his eyes.

This sealed mysterious realm often makes its presence felt in the original novel, but until the hero breaks through the void and ascends to become an immortal, there is no plot to conquer the mysterious realm. This is the biggest pit that readers complained about the most after the original novel was completed.

Du Xueling was silent for a long time, and finally spoke:

"About two years ago, the seal of the secret realm could no longer be maintained, so your third brother..."

Seeing that Du Xueling had been silent for a long time, Nan Wang took the initiative to speak: "He went to repair the seal formation, right?"

Nan Wang was a little confused: "Repairing the seal formation is not something shameful. Why didn't Third Senior Brother tell me before he left? And it's been two years, and he still hasn't fixed the seal? Did he go alone? Does he need help?"

"…This is what your third brother asked me to return to you."

Du Xueling suddenly handed Nan Wang a book.

Nan Wang took a closer look and saw that it was the "Qi Qi Hua Jing Fa" that Zhan Chenming had once looted from him.

In the past, every time he saw the "Qiuqi Huajin Method", the scene was usually very embarrassing, but at this moment, Nanwang felt a deep chill in his heart.

An ominous premonition crawled up his back like a cold snake.

"What do you mean?"

Nanwang asked in a deep voice.

Du Xueling closed her eyes and said slowly:

"Third Junior Brother...will never come back."

There was a sudden buzzing in Nanwang's ears, and suddenly he could hear nothing.

After a moment's silence, he shouted:

"Wait, I..."

Du Xueling continued without stopping: "The Central Plains Seal is directly connected to the secret realm. Stepping into the seal means stepping into the secret realm. And that secret realm will never be conquered, so there will never be an exit."

"I don't understand," Nan Wang shook his head, his tone even accusing, "Why must it be Third Senior Brother? There are so many in the sect... I understand now, he is the true disciple, and because he is the true disciple, he deserves to die!"

Ordinary disciples cannot die, because if one dies there will be one less. But it is different for true disciples. True disciples are essentially not even human beings, they are just the carriers of a divine weapon.

What is ranked is not the true teachings, but the magic tools. What is important is not the true teachings, but the magic tools.

Divine artifacts will never disappear, so if Zhan Chenming dies, there will be a third true disciple, and if this spiritual branch dies, there will be a Seven Secrets Exquisite Heart.

The true teachings passed down from generation to generation all inherit the same divine weapon. To the sect, the true teachings of each generation are... the same.

Nan Wang suddenly understood everything, everything.

No wonder Du Xueling just said that he hoped the Immortal Lord would choose the fourth true disciple. Wasn't he hoping for a re-election? Du Xueling knew from the beginning that the mission of the true disciple was to die.

The curse of the artifact really exists, Mu Yuanruo is absolutely right.

It's his fault.

He once thought that the so-called salvation was to look after the sect's affairs day and night like Du Xueling, to run to secret realms one after another, to work diligently for the sect, and to travel day and night. In fact, it was not like that at all.

The world of immortal cultivation has never acknowledged the role of hard work, and nothing can be solved through hard work.

Problems that cannot be solved by hard work must be solved by talent. If talent is not enough, then life must be used to fill the gap.

The life of the true teachings.

Du Xueling lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, if possible, I would also like to replace Third Junior Brother, but..."

These words hit Nan Wang's heart directly, making his eyes sore.

He thought...what was wrong with Du Xueling?

What's wrong with Du Xueling?

She didn't even know about the divine weapon. She didn't even know about the divine weapon, but she... was very clear about the heavy mission of every true disciple.

She was always ready to sacrifice herself, and every time she wished to take the place of others, but she couldn't. Her mission was more cruel than anyone else's, and she had to watch her fellow junior brothers and sisters die before her.

The real curse does not come from the artifact, but from the extremely heavy friendship between master and disciple.

Like an invisible giant hand, warmly, gently, and firmly - strangling everyone's neck.

Nanwang couldn't help but start thinking, if one day he had to exchange his life for the lives of his other fellow disciples, what would he choose?

Will he choose to protect himself or face death calmly...

Du Xueling suddenly said: "Junior brother, you are living well in the demon clan now, why don't you stay here."

"What are you talking about, Master Sister!"

Nanwang lifted his sleeves to wipe his face and said firmly:

"After leaving the secret realm, I will return to Qingyun Sect immediately. I want to save my third senior brother!"

As long as the next third true disciple does not appear, Zhan Chenming must still be alive.

The Central Plains Seal was not a one-shot deal from the beginning to the end. Although Zhan Chenming was willing to go deep into the dangerous area, he was not really going to die. He had to stay alive. Only by staying alive could he strengthen the seal and delay the deadline for the next true disciple to come and die.

At this moment, Nanwang understood the decision Mu Yuanyao made that year.

He wants to save people no matter what, no matter what the cost.

Du Xueling shook her head: "That's impossible..."

Nan Wang said: "Nothing is impossible. Didn't Fifth Junior Sister and I succeed at that time?"

Du Xueling said: "That's different."

Nan Wang begged, "Please, Senior Sister, can we at least give it a try? Maybe that secret realm can be conquered. Maybe it's not that difficult."

Du Xueling's eyes were burned by the determination in Nan Wang's eyes, but this time, she did not back down:

"Junior brother, you don't have to say anything more. I will never let you become another Qinghe."

"What Qinghe? I am different from him. I am not the fourth true disciple at all!"

In extreme anxiety, Nanwang almost spoke without thinking:

"Qinghe can predict the future. He saved the lives of all the true disciples. He might even be alive. He is so awesome. How can I compare with him? I don't know what the future will be like. My cultivation is not even as good as that of the inner disciples. If you have to choose a sacrifice, then sacrifice me. Use me in exchange for the third senior brother..."

"You have done so much for us, Junior Brother..."

Du Xueling also had tears in her eyes. She no longer cared about the closure spell that Second Master had cast on everyone. She couldn't help but say:

"If you hadn't reminded me, I, your eldest senior brother, the third junior brother, and the fifth junior sister would have died without a burial place. You saved our lives, so how could we watch you die for us?"

Nan Wang was stunned: "Wait, what do you mean by my reminder? When did I ever remind you..."

Before he could figure it out, a roar suddenly came from below:

"How long will you continue to deceive my father, you liars?"

Along with the roar came the monster's bloody mouth.

It turned out that while he was talking to Du Xueling, Zhong Wangsheng had already woken up.

It is not known how much Zhong Wangsheng heard, but it was obvious that when he heard Nan Wang say that he wanted to "sacrifice", he could not help but take action.

Even if Nan Wang had not asked about the truth of that year, he had already had a vague premonition that his father-in-law must have been "sacrificed" for Ye Kua.

Zhong Wangsheng's target of attack was only Du Xueling, and he did not touch Nan Wang who was very close at hand at all.

Du Xueling easily blocked Zhong Wangsheng's attack. Xue Liuli was placed in Zhong Wangsheng's mouth, and like a support, it carried Du Xueling upwards.

Her figure was so tall that it seemed as if she was stepping on the monster.

Xue Liuli's sword slowly spread out, transforming from a long sword into a slender long whip.

Du Xueling said: "You still have the energy to survive my sword formation. You are quite capable. Since the sword doesn't work, then I'll try the whip."

She was answered with an even more ferocious roar.

"Wait a minute, don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Nan Wang was on the fifth floor trying to persuade them, but it was of little use.

When these two men started fighting, one could even say that the sky and the earth changed color, with thunder mixed with ice and snow, and lightning.

Fortunately, this is inside a secret realm and has no impact on the outside world. If it were outside, the damage these two people caused to the environment might be greater than the secret realm itself.

Nanwang tried to persuade him for a while but then stopped because he found that the battle situation was completely one-sided.

Zhong Wangsheng was just bigger in size, and was no match for Du Xueling. He was constantly injured under Xue Liuli's attack. Half of him was nailed to the corridor by Xue Liuli's remains, and the other half fell from the building and was hanging in the air, wailing continuously.

Compared with him, Du Xueling was not injured at all, and the whip in his hand was wielding with great power.

Nanwang suddenly changed the subject: "Master Sister, please have some mercy on me. Children are ignorant and cannot distinguish between good and bad..."

Du Xueling smoked even harder.

It was as if he wanted to vent out the anger that had been building up in his heart.

Nanwang: “…”

There's nothing we can do. Zhong Wangsheng is such a blind guy that he woke up at just this moment.

After waking up, he didn't know how to play dead, but insisted on ramming himself into the muzzle of the gun.

He asked for this beating, so he can't blame others.

Soon, a black monster fell freely from the top floor and hit the ground, splashing countless dust.

Du Xueling's sword slowly fell down. She had an indifferent expression, her white clothes fluttering, and with blood stuck to the corners of her eyes, she looked like a mindless god of death.

Nan Wang laughed: "Master sister, are you tired of beating me? Do you want some water?"

Du Xueling looked at Nan Wang and said worriedly:

"I didn't expect that the people in the Demon Realm are so ignorant. It seems that you can't stay in the Demon Realm for long. You should come back to our Qingyun Sect. At least there won't be such fools in Qingyun Sect."

Nanwang: “…”

In fact, he felt that... Zhong Wangsheng's IQ might be similar to that of his senior brother, the difference was that his senior brother had someone to protect him, but Zhong Wangsheng didn't.


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