The big black dog shouted with a look of grievance and dissatisfaction:
"We are your saviors, otherwise you would still be crazy!"
Bai Wenzheng squatted down, looked directly at Remnant Soul, and roughly recounted what had just happened.
Canhun looked quite surprised after hearing this:
"How could this happen? I have no memory of what just happened."
Chen Tian asked with some confusion:
"Who are you? What is this place?"
Remnant Soul looked at Chen Tian and pondered for a long time before he seemed to remember something:
"I am the senior disciple of the Jindan Sect. Others call me Senior Brother. This is the secret realm of the Jindan Sect that I created.
But why did I create this secret realm? ”
Speaking of this, Remnant Soul suddenly showed a painful look, and the hands covering his head were shaking, obviously he was experiencing great pain.
Fortunately, the pain was not in vain. As the remnant soul gradually recalled fragmented memories, the team members also sorted out the past and all the connections here in their minds.
Original:
This remnant soul was originally the eldest disciple of the Jindan sect, also known as the eldest brother of the Jindan sect, named Mo Wufeng.
In ancient times, the Jindan Sect had already begun to decline. This is actually the fate of all sects. After all, with the advent of the Age of Ending Dharma, all sects will decline, leaving only the Taoism to continue in the secular world, and no longer have extraordinary power.
But the Jindan Sect doesn't believe in this evil, so they choose to take an unusual path. They used a special secret method from the ancient times of the Jindan Sect to trap the dragon veins in a secret realm, trying to use the power of the dragon veins to continue the power of the Jindan Sect.
However, those who go against nature will eventually be punished by heaven. When the leader of the Jindan Sect tried to use the power of Dragon Vein to break through himself and restore the glory of the sect, he fell into madness and went crazy!
Later, the head of Jindan personally massacred everyone in the family. When he woke up at the last moment, he was full of regret, so he chose to commit suicide in front of the statue of Cao Guojiu!
The eldest disciple Mo Wufeng, who was in retreat in the secret territory at the time, was lucky enough to escape this disaster.
When he came out of seclusion again, he found that everyone in the house had died tragically. Mo Wufeng thought that evil people were at work, but after some investigation, he was shocked to find that all of this was the result of the Jindan Sect going against nature and reaping the consequences.
The most respected master actually ruined the future of the Jindan Sect with his own hands!
Everyone in the sect, whether they were disciples or Mo Wufeng’s beloved junior sister, could not escape the disaster...
When Mo Wufeng was immersed in endless grief and wanted to bury his master, junior sister and many disciples, he was shocked to find that his hands could not touch any entity.
At that moment, Mo Wufeng suddenly realized that he had not escaped from seclusion at the critical moment, nor was he the only survivor in the sect.
It turned out that he had also been punished by heaven. During his retreat, a thunderstorm ruthlessly took away his life.
If it weren't for the protection of the power of dragon veins in the secret realm, I'm afraid that this remnant of his soul would have dissipated long ago between heaven and earth.
This series of blows plunged Mo Wufeng's remaining soul into deep confusion and madness. Because of his obsession, he rebuilt the secret realm of the sect, but he also imprisoned himself here forever.
In this illusory world, he seemed to see his master preaching and teaching every day, he saw his disciples going about and busy, and he saw his little junior sisters surrounding him asking questions.
However, in the blink of an eye, everything turned into a tragic scene of corpses and blood dripping on the ground.
In this endless pain and torture, Mo Wufeng completely turned into a madman, wandering in this secret realm all day long, drawing the earth as a prison, unable to extricate himself.
The power of the dragon vein trapped in the secret realm has been permeating for many years, causing the murals in Dunhuang to gradually evolve into a unique world after the end of the Anti-Japanese War.
The Japanese Onmyoji accidentally discovered the secret realm of the Jindan Sect during the Anti-Japanese War, but was unable to enter. His ghost lingered after his death, and he discovered that although he could not directly enter the secret realm, the world of murals in the Mogao Grottoes opened a window for him.
As a result, he occupied the world of murals and carefully tried to enter the secret realm of the golden elixir. However, he knew the horror of this place, so he only dared to hide in the toilet at the foot of the mountain...
After hearing the whole story, the team members were filled with emotions.
Even though more than a hundred years have passed, this past event still makes people feel heavy and sad.
When Mo Wufeng recalled all this, tears and laughter intertwined.
He didn't know whether he was laughing at his past ignorance and self-deception, or lamenting that he was now just a remnant soul, but still unwilling to accept the reality.
Bai Wenzheng sighed softly, and then slowly spoke:
"Senior Mo, the outside world is now a hundred years later, and things in the past cannot be changed.
But the dragon vein is very important to the country and cannot always be bound to this secret realm. The rise and fall of a country's people and a country's mountains and rivers are closely related to it. ”
Mo Wufeng was brought back to reality by Bai Wenzheng's words. He looked at Bai Wenzheng and then glanced at the team members behind him:
"I'm really sorry. As a senior, I failed to leave any blessings for the younger generations. Instead, I almost hurt you.
Regarding the matter of dragon veins, I advised Master a hundred years ago, but he did not listen.
Dragon Veins should not be monopolized by anyone. If Master could understand this at that time, perhaps the current Jindan Sect could still occupy a place in future generations..."
Having said this, Mo Wufeng changed the topic and asked curiously:
"Who are you? Which sect do you belong to?"
Chen Tian respectfully saluted Mo Wufeng:
"Senior, I was originally a disciple of the Wudang Sect, but now the sect has declined and the authentic inheritance has been cut off.
Now I am a member of the second action team of the 788 Exploration Team. Our mission is to protect the national destiny of China, and the dragon vein is the core of the national destiny. "788 Exploration Team?" "Mo Wufeng is obviously unfamiliar with this name.
His thoughts were still stuck in ancient times and he knew nothing about this modern organization.
The team members patiently explained it to him, and Mo Wufeng couldn't help but be surprised:
"The chief you are talking about is the leader behind you? Similar to our ancient sect leaders?"
Bai Wenzheng pondered for a moment and then nodded:
"That's roughly the meaning, but it's not exactly the same as the concept of sect.
The ancient sects once shouldered the important responsibilities of the world, but now most of them have retreated into the mountains just to protect themselves.
Under the leadership of the leader, we have become the last line of defense to protect China.
So senior, we must take away the dragon vein and return it to its proper place. This is the most important thing for future generations. ”
Mo Wufeng nodded slightly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Bits and pieces of the past resurfaced before his eyes again, and the unforgettable pain never lessened as time went by.
However, Mo Wufeng, who regained his consciousness, knew that the actions of the juniors in front of him were correct.
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They are trying to accomplish what they failed to accomplish back then. If I could have persisted a little longer back then, maybe my master would have listened to my advice, and maybe I wouldn't have ended up like this.
Now the Jindan Sect has completely disappeared, and even the secular orthodoxy has not been left. This makes future generations ignorant of the history of the Jindan Sect.
And the only witness to all this is himself.
"Come with me," Mo Wufeng said softly, "The dragon veins are deep in the secret realm..."
"You come with me, the dragon veins are hidden deep in the secret realm..." Mo Wufeng's words made the team members feel relieved, and they were secretly glad that this senior was reasonable, otherwise things might be really difficult.
Under the leadership of Mo Wufeng, everyone came to a lake. Facing the puzzled looks of the team members, Mo Wufeng formed a strange handprint with his hands, and then stamped his feet violently.
"Boom!" The calm lake surface instantly churned, and then, a giant dragon broke out of the water and soared into the sky.
The team members were stunned as they watched the dragon soaring in the sky. Mo Wufeng slowly explained: "In this secret realm, I made some changes so that the dragon veins can appear in the form of a dragon. It is precisely because of this that this residual soul of mine can meet you in a physical form."< br>
After saying that, Mo Wufeng flicked his wrist, and the iron chain on the dragon's body broke with a sound. The freed dragon roared with excitement. As Mo Wufeng's handprints changed, the dragon's body gradually shrank, and finally turned into a force as thin as a gossamer, coiled in Mo Wufeng's palm.
The team members were once again shocked by Mo Wufeng's strength. This method was simply breathtaking. They were fortunate that Mo Wufeng had lost his mind and could not use spells at that time, otherwise they might not even have a chance to get close.
Mo Wufeng looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Ah Jing's wrist: "This power is the dragon vein. If you put it back to its original place, the dragon vein can reappear. But after taking it out, if there is no carrier, this power will Dissipate.”
He walked up to Ah Jing and said, "Your bracelet contains a powerful force that can keep the dragon's pulse alive..." As he spoke, Mo Wufeng injected this power into Ah Jing's copper coin bracelet.
Several copper coins vibrated violently on Ah Jing's wrist. With a surge of gentle yet powerful force, they finally stabilized. Ah Jing understood that this power was left by the leader in the bracelet. She did not expect that this power would be so powerful that it could stabilize the breath of the dragon vein.
At this time, Mo Wufeng looked at the team members, with a trace of desolation and melancholy flashing in his eyes: "Juniors, this is all I can help you..." He sat alone in front of the stone monument, looking at this once familiar place, Very emotional.
"This is the secret realm of the Jindan Sect, and what a glory it once was. At that time, the place was bustling with people, and all the disciples were proud to become inner disciples and enter the secret realm to practice. Who could have imagined that with the passage of time, Jindan The party is a thing of the past. Now only my remnant soul is left, lingering here.”
"After you take away the dragon vein, this secret realm will lose the power to support it. When the secret realm dissipates, my remnant soul will also die with it. For the past hundred years, I have spent the past hundred years in the secret realm. Without you, I might still be there. If this continues..." Mo Wufeng's words were full of helplessness and gratitude.
After hearing this, Chen Tian couldn't bear it: "Senior, although the sect has died, we have seen your strength with our own eyes. Are you willing to die here?"
He went on to say: "Today is the era of the end of the Dharma. There are few people who practice magic, and each sect is closed to itself. If the leader had not set up the 788 exploration team, China would have faced many storms. You are a senior and powerful, are you really willing to do this?"< br>
Mo Wufeng took a deep look at Chen Tian and sighed: "Senior descendants, hundreds of years have passed since my era. The Jindan sect has disappeared, and the person I am obsessed with has long been reincarnated. This fragment of my life has passed. There is not much soul left. This is my fate and there is no way to escape it.”
Chen Tian was unwilling to give up: "Senior, with all due respect, I think this matter is not without hope."
As a martial arts disciple of the current sect, he felt sympathy for Mo Wufeng. He clasped his hands and said firmly: "Senior, the demise of the Jindan Sect is irreversible, but this does not mean that you cannot revive it in future generations. You are the last disciple of the Jindan Sect, shouldn't you shoulder the important responsibilities of the sect? ? Even if we don’t rebuild the sect, we can’t let the inheritance of Jindan Sect disappear, right?”
Chen Tian's words made Mo Wufeng a little shaken. At this time, Bai Wenzheng, who had been silent, spoke: "Senior, if you are really serious, maybe we can take you to see the leader. In this era of Dharma-ending times, if the leader says there is no way, then the fate is hard to change. But if the leader says There is a way to solve it, maybe it’s worth trying?”
A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Wufeng's eyes when he heard this: "How is this possible? You have said it yourself, now is the Dharma Ending Era, how can anyone master the art of resurrecting the dead? Even in the Dharma Era, the so-called resurrecting the dead is just resurrecting the dead, and those who succeed Very few. Is the chief you are talking about really that powerful?”
Chen Tian shrugged: "To be honest, we don't know either. But at least it is a hope, and it also gives you, senior, one more choice."
These words made waves in Mo Wufeng's heart. He had already resigned himself to his fate and was ready to disappear with the demise of the secret realm. But now, the words of these juniors have given him new hope and rekindled his desire for life.
The Jindan Sect was destroyed overnight, and the outside world may not even know what happened. But if there is an opportunity for the Jindan Sect to leave traces in future generations, even if it is just a trace of inheritance, he is willing to try his best.
As the last descendant of the Jindan sect, Mo Wufeng still holds the hope of continuing the sect's legacy even if he only has a remnant of his soul. Faced with the choice of life and death, who can give up easily? He stood up resolutely and saluted the team members with a deep clasped fist. The team members hurriedly returned the salute, and even the big black dog bowed his head symbolically.
"If you can help me regain my life, they will be the great benefactors of my Jindan sect. I am not afraid of death, after all, I have been gone for a long time. But if there is a chance for me to continue to live, even for a short time, I can The secret knowledge of Jindan Sect will be passed on, and I will be worthy of my status as a disciple. At that time, I will be able to face my master and fellow disciples with peace of mind." Mo Wufeng's words were filled with emotion.
The team members looked at each other and nodded. They are willing to help this senior not only because of his great strength, but also because he is a talent that Zhao Qi of the Kunlun Military Region urgently needs. If Zhao Qizhen has a way to retain this senior, it will undoubtedly be a powerful boost to the military region. (End of chapter)