Chapter 1273: Fear

Ku Jue's true words were spoken before the Tianma Plateau, so naturally, not only people here can hear them.

"Ku Jue, is he playing such a big game?" In the void, a rough voice said: "I really don't understand. Didn't he and Jiang Wang have such deep feelings for each other?"

Another female voice was laughing: "He has a chaotic personality. Back then, because of Ku Xing's death, he almost caused a quarrel with his fellow disciples. He has not changed in all these years, and he still thinks of one thing after another."

The rough voice seemed to be interested: "I don't know about Ku Xing. Can you tell me in detail?"

"If you want to know the details of this kind of thing, you can ask Fu Dongxu privately later." The smiling female voice paused, and then asked: "Fu Dongxu, shouldn't you go and deal with him?"

"How to deal with it?" Fu Dongxu's voice asked back.

"That's your business." The female voice obviously had a sense of ease watching a show.

"It's not easy for me to kill him alone." Fu Dongxu's voice replied: "Will you take the trouble to accompany me?"

"I don't have time." The female voice said: "Why don't you ask Xian Nankui, isn't he very dissatisfied with Kujue's pursuit of my Jingguo Tianjiao?"

"General Xian will not be free, he is now..." Fu Dongxu's voice smiled: "That's it. If this old monk wants to show the deep affection between master and disciple, let him go. After all, I am in charge of Jingshitai now, can I really kill him for such a small matter?"

"Fu Dongxu is not going, it's not the right time yet. Kujue said that he has left the Hanging Temple now, but the monks in the Hanging Temple obviously still have feelings for him. The importance of the Hanging Temple in the East Region is needless to say, killing Kujue at this time is definitely not a wise move." First of all, A rough voice said: "Let's see if Kujue knows what to do."

"It's up to you. Anyway, I'm not the one being scolded." The female voice said: "Speaking of which, where did Zhao Xuanyang hide? I didn't realize before that this kid has talent in this area. Old monk Kujue can't find him no matter how hard he tries. It's pitiful."

"If you can think of it, then Kujue should be able to think of it too." There was a little satisfaction in Fu Dongxu's voice: "Anyway, his current situation should be very good. The information I left in the Qiantian Mirror has only been read not long ago."

The rough voice smiled: "He is really a big man, and he doesn't contact anyone!"

"I was wondering why you didn't rush to take action against the monk. So that's it!" The female voice suddenly realized.

Fu Dongxu asked with a smile: "What have you discovered?"

"You have already ordered Zhao Xuanyang to be silenced by leaving a message in the Qiantian Mirror, right or not?" The female voice said: "This solution is not glorious after all. Let Kujue continue to pursue, firstly, it can delay the exposure of the news and ask Zhuang Gaoxian for more reliable evidence. Secondly, when it is absolutely necessary, you can also use the excuse that Kujue is chasing you!"

Fu Dongxu smiled: "There is really nothing that can be hidden from you."

"Don't fool me with these words!" The female voice said: "Who between me and Qiu Tie said the truth in your mirror?"

Fu Dongxu said: "You are right, and Qiu Tie is also right. But the key to the problem is... Since Kujue has left the Hanging Temple, I can move him at any time, so there is no need to rush."

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It should be... saved.

Although still in a very weak state, after all, he can feel the existence of his organs again.

Some unknown medicinal power slowly flows and disperses in the body, nourishing vitality.

Death was so close, and then it turned around the door and left.

Jiang Wang closed his eyes and did not move.

He was still in shock.

The "dreams" he experienced at that time were too real. Being in it, he could not tell the truth from the false.

The black-clothed demons who fought with Song Wanxi in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Worlds were not ordinary people even in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Worlds. Which real demon was it, or even... a certain demon?

Whether it was those "dreams", the advent of the "Seven Hate Demon Art", or the word demon, they were all the work of Jiang Wang that was difficult to measure.

Was it when he called the Blood Puppet Demon that traces were detected?

And then he followed the clues and found this ancient demon cave in the world?

Although he did not know why the other party did not descend to the body, whether it was because of some restrictions, or whether the real demon and Song Wanxi's Blood Puppet Demon were still different... but he could not call Song Wanxi easily in the future.

However, the induction of the divine seal method at the moment when the five palaces shined together might be a way to communicate with Song Wanxi. Perhaps it is possible to summon him after confirming that he is not being tracked.

However... this is not something that can be done in a short time.

At least with the current cultivation, it is far from possible.

As if he smelled a faint fragrance, Jiang Wang did not move at all, maintaining the previous breathing rhythm and continuing to think.

The "Seven Hate Demonic Art" itself should of course be a peerless art, but he really did not want to look at it. He personally experienced the battlefield of Qiyang... What kind of person is Yang Jiande, the lord of Yang State?

He sympathized with Chongxuan Chu Liang, and struggled with all possibilities as the lord of Yang State beside the bed of Qi, the hegemonic country. In the end, when there was no other way out, he practiced the "Blood Demonic Art of Destruction of Emotion and Desire" in an attempt to break the situation with force, but what was the result?

He was still defeated and died, and his country was destroyed, and he failed to change anything.

Jiang Wang certainly craves for powerful strength, but what he wants is the power that he has cultivated bit by bit and truly belongs to him. He wants to grasp it steadily and move forward step by step. Instead of becoming a puppet of some existence and growing by selling himself.

If I am no longer myself, even if all my ideals have been achieved, then for whom are they achieved?

At this time, the devil's voice is no longer heard, the devil's aura is no longer detected, and the terrifying existence has disappeared.

But Jiang Wang is indeed still in shock.

He made a move in the Wanjie Wasteland Tomb, which is difficult to measure the distance, and controlled the thin devil's aura to condense into a black devil's gun, which almost killed him with one shot!

If it weren't for the Five Prefectures' co-glory, if there was no Yunding Fairy Palace in the Five Prefectures Sea, how could he still be alive now?

Even if there were these, if Master Guanyan hadn't left a Buddhist chant to protect him, his soul would probably have been destroyed.

It is really a terrifying existence!

I don't know whether to say it is lucky or unfortunate to be lured into the devil by such a terrifying demon!

Jiang Wang thought seriously about his own situation.

Before the instantaneous Taoist spells were engraved on the fourth inner palace, the fifth palace had already been opened. Fortunately, the development of the fourth palace itself was already complete. The Taoist spells were not engraved because there was no suitable one and he was unwilling to make do.

It was not too late to engrave it later.

As for the newly picked Red Heart Divine Power, it showed immortal rules on the outside, and the core of it was that it was not invaded by different intentions.

This reminded him of Lin Xian at the Yellow River Conference.

If Lin Xian's unrestrained magical power was that his body was not hindered or bound. Then his Red Heart Divine Power was that his heart was not infected by anyone or any power. In a sense, it could be "unrestrained" at the level of the soul.

Of course, even the same magical power could develop completely different effects in the hands of different cultivators.

The magical power seed was not perfect after it was picked. It needed to be developed and explored.

Jiang Wang was very sure that there were more possibilities for the "Red Heart" magical power, waiting for him to discover.

He turned and thought, I wonder if Zhao Xuanyang's death was noticed?

Before, he thought that staying in the ancient demon cave and waiting was the safest option for the outside world.

In fact, it was just a gamble, and it could not be fully confirmed.

Because leaving the demon cave without permission and exposing his whereabouts would really lead to a very bad situation, he had to take the gamble.

Of course, the danger of the ancient demon cave itself was something he had never thought of.

Jiang Wang kept thinking about it in a messy way until...

"Are you still pretending to sleep?" A lazy female voice drilled into his ears like a spirit snake.