Chapter 182 Ying Wuji: Let me introduce my sword spirit to everyone!
Ying Wuji was not particularly surprised by the moves he taught me.
After all, this group of mentally ill people have always wanted to make Weiwojiao a religious cult that everyone in the world believes in, and they want to save the world in various ways.
The sword of light involves the rules of the world.
How could they have no reaction at all?
As for Hong Chen's actions, they are even more normal.
When I was deducing the world, I was sprayed into a sieve by myself.
Although Jiang Taiyuan was primarily responsible for the failure of the Zongpan, he also had his own reasons.
It's normal to target yourself.
But for the world.
He was not particularly afraid, because the conditions for Hong Chen's possession could not be easily met. All those who participated in the Sword Immortal Conference this time could be called geniuses, so it would not be easy for Hong Chen to succeed.
Besides.
Even if he could succeed, the strength he displayed might not pose a threat to himself.
What he was more interested in was... Danqing!
He had previously guessed that Ji Sanxi might be related to Ji Su.
I didn’t expect that this was really the guy himself...’s figurine!
At first, my father-in-law hadn't figured out his background yet.
I didn't expect that he has already become a first-grade spiritual fetus. Although the Nine Flames Absolute Veins cannot compare with the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, nor can it be considered an ancient physique, but in terms of combat power, it may not be weaker than an ordinary ancient physique!
What’s more important is.
Danqing can not only "revive" people, but can even elevate their spiritual fetuses to such a level.
This is pretty fucking terrifying.
He couldn't help but ask, "How did you know?"
Luo Yan looked a little gloomy. "In fact, since the very beginning when I came into contact with Weiwujiao, I have already sent people to infiltrate it. Now they are in the middle level of Weiwujiao. One of them has become Danqing's subordinate. Ji Su used some of his blood to resurrect him."
Ying Wuji was startled. He didn't expect Luo Yan's hand to be so long.
But then again, having been the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Li for such a long time, how could he not be capable?
He couldn't help but ask, "Is it credible?"
Luo Yan shook his head: "It can't be trusted, but it can be used!"
Ying Wuji pondered the meaning of it and seemed to understand it a little. Anyone who can become a middle-level leader in our sect is at least a person with a blossoming demon seed. Such a person is completely dominated by his ego. How can he be worthy of complete trust?
Presumably, Luo Yan has also tied his interests to theirs in some way.
At least on this news, there is no need to lie.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Does this 'Ji Su' know that he is not actually Ji Su?"
The setting of Danqing Duhun.
He felt amazing all the time.
Sometimes I even wonder how I would deal with my current life if I were the person in the painting.
Should we love what we love and hate what we hate?
A bit twisted.
If this "Ji Su" knew that he was drawn by you, I wonder if he would rebel?
Luo Yan should understand this.
Because he has a paper wife.
But after asking this question, he felt a little offended. He subconsciously looked at Hua Wanqiu and found that her expression was a little complicated.
Luo Yan sighed lightly, stretched out his slightly dry hand, and grasped the soft hand of his beautiful wife.
Hua Wanqiu struggled symbolically for a while, and then stopped moving. She just glanced out the window, her eyes slightly red.
Luo Yan was silent for a while, then asked a question: "Wuji! Do you think the person painted by Danqing is the original person?"
Ying Wuji said firmly: "Of course not!"
Luo Yan did not refute, and asked again: "Then do you think that the people you care about are intact?"
Ying Wuji frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
Luo Yan was silent for a while: "It's like you have a Huachao in your heart. Is the Huachao in your heart the real Huachao?"
This question made Ying Wuji silent.
The answer is of course no.
No one can fully understand another person, so the Huachao in one's mind is not the original Huachao.
Seeing that he was silent, Luo Yan continued to ask: "So if Hua Chao unfortunately passed away, Danqing used your heart and blood to draw one for you, in fact you couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake, right?
If this is the case, is the Flower Festival real or just a painting?
What does it mean to you?”
Ying Wuji was a little annoyed by the question: "That's definitely different! This stuff is all stereotyped, just like..."
He paused, then bowed to Hua Wanqiu to show that he had no intention of offending her.
Then he continued, "Just like today's respected lady and Hua Chao's mother, they would make completely different choices when faced with the same situation."
Luo Yan was silent for a long time, and then asked a question that made Ying Wuji's back shiver: "Do you really think that Hua Chao's mother, in my impression, is a woman who is willing to compromise?"
Ying Wuji was stunned for a moment: "This..."
This indeed creates a huge contradiction with what he said.
Whether Hua Chao's mother was willing to compromise, Luo Yan actually felt it even more deeply than Hua Chao.
If Danqing had painted a true stereotype, the result would definitely not be what it is today.
So there is only one conclusion, that is, the current "Hua Wanqiu" is actually exactly the same as the image in Luo Yan's mind. Even if the real Hua Wanqiu were in Luo Yan's place, she would most likely make the same choice.
It is like the image of Huachao in one’s mind is just a projection of Huachao.
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