The headquarters of Tiandu Company was established in 1971. It was originally affiliated with the Special Service Department of the Ministry of War, but later became an independent privileged organization.
The company's headquarters had been sealed off a month ago, and except for the armed personnel on duty outside, all personnel could only enter but not leave. One by one, foundation-building monks came from all over the country to join the rescue of Tangyuan, and even the Jindan elders of Shangqing Palace joined in.
Everything is done to clarify that unrecorded history, whether Li Changsheng massacred the world or protected his doctrine by killing.
This may not be important to the immortal himself, as no one would use this as an excuse to attack him given his strength. Even if he is not the strongest person in the world, no one is guilty of this period of history in legal terms. But people are curious, and most of the memories found in the soul search are completely polarized compared to the immortals living now.
The few people who knew the truth were extremely curious.
Qingxuzi volunteered to be the guardian of the soul-searching monk. Although he could not intervene in the soul-searching, he could instantly stop the other party to avoid casualties. In fact, he also wanted to participate in the process of searching for memories, but his soul was too powerful at the Jindan stage, and entering the spirit platform would most likely wake up those reincarnated people.
If the foundation-building stage is an ant, then the golden elixir stage is an equal person. If an ant steals food, no one will care, but if a thief breaks into an empty house, he will definitely be beaten with a stick.
"This is the information we have obtained so far. Almost half of the incidents can be overturned from these memories. Perhaps these materials will not be made public, but I think if they are heroes, it is unjust to let them be wronged, and it is unjust and unacceptable."
A foundation-building cultivator finished recounting his memories of that period of history from the perspective of a Sword Sect disciple.
The events are basically consistent, but who is right and who is wrong has formed a polar reversal. Perhaps in troubled times, no one is right, and in a society of strongmen, there is no right or wrong.
Fist is justice, power is truth.
This is the same in any society, the underlying logic is power politics. People with power are always right in most cases, and those without power can only wait for mercy.
But people have feelings. When the object of observation is reduced to individuals, it is foolish to keep shouting that power is the rule. It is human nature to admire the strong and it is human nature to worship saints.
A person who possesses all talents and virtues is called a sage.
Few people know what Li Changsheng is like, but in the eyes of the world, he is a saint. In the simple moral concept of Shenzhou, fighting for the benefit of the people of the world is a saint.
If they could, they would not want to believe that the immortal was a demon who slaughtered the world, but the bloody memories kept confusing them. It was difficult for cultivators in the foundation-building stage to distinguish what was true and what was false.
"I propose that the investigation be reopened. That is the only thing we can do."
There was silence in the conference room for a while, and no one responded immediately.
Just about 10 minutes ago, the Central Secretariat ordered the investigation to be stopped and all data would be destroyed. During this period, they were tortured and troubled by those memories day and night. It might take half a year to fully recover.
Soul searching is essentially injecting poison into your body, and if you reopen the investigation you have to go through it again.
Xu Manhong raised her head slightly and said, "Yu Wuan, Taoist name Guanwu, was a member of the Wei Dynasty. He fought against the demons for three months, bleeding for thousands of miles but not dying. He finally saved the people from danger and died at the age of 22."
"Half of his body crawled for several months, and was named Guanwu."
The people who had seen this memory subconsciously clenched their fists. After a while, another person spoke up:
"Yu Nannan, Taoist name Qiu Sui, daughter of Yu Wuan, killed the Eight Immortals with her sword to save the people of Jing Dynasty from becoming beasts of burden. Her achievements helped to bring order to the world and saved the people of Liming. She died at the age of 15."
"Although he didn't kill any enemy, he risked his life to deliver the intelligence, and was eventually killed by having his soul extracted and his spirit refined."
As soon as the words fell, someone immediately announced the names of the people they were investigating, one name after another, all of them were disciples of the Sword Sect.
"Qiu Yelong fought alone over a hundred miles, killed ten great golden elixir monsters, and protected tens of thousands of civilians out of the city. He died at the age of 31."
"Shao Shiyan fought with the evil monks for seven days and seven nights, and was exhausted. He was then eaten by the refugees."
"The three brothers, Zhong Shaowu, Zhong Shaoen, and Zhong Shaobing, fought to the death with the human race and entered the canyon of the ancient mountains."
"Lü Changzhi and Kang Yuhong, two golden elixirs, attacked the Demonic Sect, killed their Nascent Souls, slaughtered thousands of people and wiped out the sect, and then sat down and died in a mass grave."
Gradually, half of the people told the memories they had seen. Those residual souls were not as good as the souls of the reincarnated ones. Many people had unparalleled combat power, but they were only at the foundation building stage after all, and only a few were at the golden elixir stage.
Reading the memories of these Sword Sect disciples was both very easy and very difficult for them.
The ease lies in not being affected by the other party, and the difficulty lies in being shocked by pure memory for the first time.
As everyone spoke out what they knew, the atmosphere in the conference room became increasingly heavy.
Finally, someone raised his hand slightly and said, "We agree to jointly appeal and reopen the investigation."
"agree."
"agree."
"agree."
In a blink of an eye, everyone raised their hands, and Xu Manhong dialed the number of Zhongshu Mansion again.
"Hello, please help me get through to the Prime Minister's office. Hello, Prime Minister. All members of the Jianzong demise investigation team request to restart the investigation plan. Why? Because this is what we need to do, and it is what we should do."
"The immortal said that people will knock on his door when they see him again."
Half an hour later, the investigation team that had just been disbanded was re-formed, but this time only they were left. All the other expert groups had evacuated, including the unlimited supply of elixirs. The government did not want to waste too many resources in this regard. That period of history that no one had recorded was already understood, and all the rest could be written in a good way for the immortal.
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