Chapter 3400 (Three Thousand Four Hundred) Fire
Ning Duanye continued: "What I said is true. During the process of doing the method, I could tell that the reason why the soul woke up so late was due to his previous experience. Specific... I don’t know how to explain it to the clan leader. After all, those things are related to magic. What I said is absolutely true and cannot be wrong."
"Can't be wrong?" Tie Wandao narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Yes, you can't be wrong." Ning Duanye replied.
He was afraid of Tie Wandao's suspicious look.
"It's not wrong. What are you afraid of?" Tie Wandao asked.
"I'm...afraid...of the clan leader..." Ning Duanye said.
"Afraid of me?" Tie Wandao sneered.
"Yes, I am also afraid that the clan leader will doubt me." Ning Duanye said.
"How can a person who can cause problems in every step of his practice be so sure that what he says is correct?" Tie Wandao said.
"Patriarch, the problem with the method is because the spell that requires the Jingzhi Curse is special. If I use other spells, it will definitely not be so easy to cause problems." Ning Duanye said, "I told you, there won't be any question."
"I've been inconsistent more than once. I'm wondering whether I can believe what you said directly." Tie Wandao said.
Ning Duanye wanted to explain the "inconsistencies" Tie Wandao said, but felt that the more he explained, the more serious the matter would be, so he just said: "What I said is the truth." As Ning Duanye said this, Tie Wandao suddenly felt that he was no longer as eager to ask Ning Duanye some questions that even he himself felt were of little significance.
At this moment, he felt more than before that it was not worth wasting so much time, so he quickly said to Tie Jinjue: "Hongyan has paper and pens there. Get them from her, and then draw those relics. I'll let you Ningduan night practice."
Tie Jinjue nodded and walked in the direction of Tie Hongyan and Wu Xunsheng.
The relics that were buried under the Muxi Pavilion belonged to his mother. He originally wanted to know where those things had gone. He felt that if Ning Duanye's method could help him get some information, he would have an idea. He thought that even if he wanted to burn those things that seemed to represent his mother's pain, it would be appropriate for him to burn them himself. Of course, it would also be OK if the iron red flames were used to burn them.
Tie Jinjue was thinking as he walked, and what he heard about his mother at Muxi Pavilion came to mind.
At this moment, near the Muxi Pavilion where his mother was once imprisoned, a fire he lit and some relics seemed to appear in front of his eyes. He seemed to see his mother's relics burning in the fire, and the more he felt, the more he felt. Come less and less. Although he still knew very well that even if he really found those things and did this, he could not burn away the pain his mother suffered before she committed suicide, nor could he burn away the cruelty he thought about his mother. It was painful in his heart, but he still wanted to find these things and burn them himself.
Tiewan Dao's eyes flashed with the image of holding a tie. He thought about the descriptions he heard from others many years ago about his mother's situation in Muxi Pavilion before she committed suicide. He was wearing a long blue cloth, and his mood was ups and downs.
He glanced at the sky, but did not see the moon, and then looked at the top of Muxi Pavilion, only to feel that it was gloomy there, and then he remembered some scenes that he had thought of when he came here.
(End of chapter)