Chapter 128 Help

Chapter 128 Help

Chapter 128 Help
"Do you want my help?"

The next moment, Li Wuxiang spoke in his heart.

External evil...he responded!
"Yes." Li Wuxiang said immediately.

"Do you really want my help?" he asked himself again.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Li Wuxiang said, "I know what you want me to do, fight and persevere, but this time it's not for myself, it's for them - but for them, it's also essentially for myself and you, do you understand?"

Torrent!

The next moment, it seemed as if a torrent rushed into his head!
At that moment, he felt like he was blind—countless lights and shadows burst out before his eyes, and endless images and information rushed into his mind like a flood!
He almost completely lost consciousness, unable to think, move, or even feel the existence of "I".

In the infinite images of light and shadow that he saw, only a very small amount of information could be understood and perceived by him - a human figure with a green face and fangs was devouring a limb, a huge mountain collapsed towards him, the sound of water gurgling in the dark vision, the stench of decay and crawling bodies in the mud, the cry of a newborn baby, the falling of fragrant flowers and the dancing woman in yellow gauze, the huge roar in the endless deep sea...

These scenes suddenly appeared in his mind at the same time. They were not light and shadow and pictures, but more like personal experience - as if in this short moment, he became every person in this endless scene, and in the blink of an eye, he lived their lives and experienced their sorrows and joys.

Emotions and five senses violently impacted his consciousness. Li Wuxiang felt like he was going to explode. His soul began to fall apart. As those images began to gradually disappear, he experienced this feeling but was completely unable to think.

But there was another kind of force, as if it was the golden coil in his body, like a thin thread in the devastating gale, pulling at his consciousness and preventing him from being swept away by the gale.

He also felt that he had seen something that was indescribable, infinitely vast, and extremely profound. The information and emotions contained in it were completely beyond his ability to understand. The only thing he could react to was a thought in his mind -

Taiyi!

That's really Taiyi!

The little information he could understand was like trying to peek into the entire world through a small tube. He didn't know what he saw or sensed, but in the end those things could only converge into one extremely definite concept in his consciousness, Donghuang Taiyi!

Everything came to an abrupt halt. Li Wuxiang felt as if he was traveling through something, as if he were sinking into the deep sea. The images that filled his mind gradually disappeared, as if the huge roar gradually weakened and converged into a line.

Finally, he could understand the rest. The light and sound gradually became clearer, and there were more things in his mind - tiny dust in the sunlight, a long row of wooden beds with fences, the faces of adults leaning over, the scent of grass, warm water, empty clothes, banging wooden stakes, meditation and breathing, cold scales, orders... These things flashed back in his mind faster and faster, like a roller coaster he had ridden before, swooping from the highest point to the lowest point, and then -

Li Wuxiang suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing at the gate of the guest house of the mountain owner's mansion.

He knew who he was. He was a garrison soldier in the mountain master's mansion. When Wu Hao brought him to see Lou He yesterday, he was one of the two garrison soldiers guarding the gate.

His name is Zhou Ji. He was born in Coffin City and was sent to the Youci Institute in Anmin Prefecture to be raised. After trials, he became a garrison soldier and practiced martial arts to the level of Qi Refining. A few days ago, he was sent to guard the guest house to check every word and sentence delivered into the yard by the True Form Sect monks in the city.

But, since my name is Zhou Ji, who is Li Wuxiang?
He frowned and thought about it, and felt a little itchy. But he was wearing armor, and only his hands and face were exposed, so he raised his right hand and scratched his left hand.

But the scratched area still itched, as if the feeling came from his bones. So he scratched a little harder, and felt a wet touch on his fingers, and realized that he had scratched the skin on the back of his hand.

It was bleeding. He wiped it vigorously and felt the blood drying up quickly on his palm. But he found that under the skin he scratched, there seemed to be another layer of skin, which was firm and tight with fine pores.

He took a look and stopped thinking about it. He decided to wait until the guard post was withdrawn and he returned to the barracks. No, he couldn't just wait for the guard post to be withdrawn. He still had things to do. He had to go see Lou He.

So he turned to another garrison soldier, Tang Chuan, and nodded: "I'll go see Lou Xingxing."

Tang Chuan also nodded. This was what should be done - when they came to look after Lou He, they would go to the door of the guest room every once in a while to check on him. They would see what Lou was doing, record it and report it after leaving his post, and also see if he needed anything.

Regarding Lou Xingxing, Zhou Ji and his colleagues all felt that... how should I put it, some people privately said that Lou Xingxing was not really traveling in the parish these years, but had apostatized and became a swordsman of Taiyi Dao. He came to the coffin city a few days ago, and seemed to be planning to assassinate Wu Shanzhu. According to his colleagues in the tower, although the Shanzhu subdued him with just one move, he did fight - before the Shanzhu raised his hand, Lou Xingxing's flying sword killed five or six people in one breath.

If this is true, it is really hard to understand. Zhou Ji walked towards the door of the guest room and thought, if Lou Xingxing really betrayed his religion, why did the mountain master treat him with courtesy and let him live here after he captured him?
And if he really became a Taiyi swordsman, why would he give up his cultivation and stay here peacefully after being captured?
He walked to the door of the guest room and looked inside.

It was late at night and five or six candles were lit in the guest room. Lou He was half lying on the ground, supporting his head with one hand and reading a book with the other. He must have heard the footsteps, but did not turn around.

Zhou Ji stood in front of the door for a while, then turned to look at Tang Chuan. Tang Chuan raised his head slightly, as if asking him if there was any movement inside.

Zhou Ji frowned, shook his head at him, and waved. Tang Chuan was stunned for a moment, and walked towards him - when they were two steps away, Zhou Ji suddenly raised his hand.

A flash of sword light shot out from his palm and pierced Tang Chuan's head. Tang Chuan's body stiffened and he fell forward. Zhou Ji immediately supported him - the guest room was built on a wooden platform, and there was space underneath. It was night, and it was pitch black underneath. He pushed Tang Chuan's body into it.

There are colleagues outside serving as secret sentries, and he and Tang Chuan have to be on duty until the hour of Yin. No one will come in for at least three hours, so no one will notice that there is one person missing in the yard.

When he stood up again, he was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why he wanted to kill Tang Chuan and how he killed him. But in just a moment, he found himself at the door of the guest room, and after a moment's hesitation, he stepped onto the stairs.

The sound of the iron soles of the boots hitting the wooden floor made Lou He turn his head and look over here: "What..."

But he only said this one word and immediately shut his mouth - a bloody flying sword was hanging in front of Zhou Ji, pointing directly at him.

So Lou He narrowed his eyes, put down the book in his hand, and slowly sat up straight. He stared at Zhou Ji for a while, nodded, "Neither Zeng nor Pan has such means, not to mention Helian. Then you are Zhou Ji... No, Li Wuxiang? Hmm... OK, you are Li Wuxiang, you are really smart, how did you know that something was wrong last night? Oh, and..."

At this point, Lou He couldn't help but frowned: "You're still a garrison soldier? You...you...oh, yes, you've been a garrison soldier in this coffin city for so many years, but I didn't know you before. You're really good at it. Hmm...hmm?"

He frowned again, as if he remembered something incomprehensible.

Zhou Ji felt itchy again. The name Li Wuxiang made him wonder who Li Wuxiang was. The more he thought about it, the more itchy he felt. It was so itchy that he pointed his flying sword at Lou He and slowly took off his helmet, scale armor, and leather boots with one hand.

He wanted to take off his clothes as well, but it seemed as if something was about to come out of his body... He suddenly opened his mouth wide, making a retching sound, and felt his eyeballs swell as if they were going to fall out. The next moment, he heard two "pop" sounds in his head, and his eyes really drooped on his face.

Then, tiny, white lines appeared on his face, neck, and chest, and then turned pink, bursting and scalding blood gushed out, and his organs and intestines flowed to the ground from the gaping holes in his chest and abdomen. Li Wuxiang suddenly broke free from this body of flesh, his whole body covered in blood.

As if his body was hollowed out, he fell backwards with a bang. Lou He's eyebrows twitched, but he didn't say anything.

I am Li Wuxiang... Li Wuxiang didn't dare to be distracted, so he could only turn his head slightly and glance quickly at the corpse behind him, and the blood on the surface of the body was immediately absorbed into his body.

That Zhou Ji... No, I am also Zhou Ji... I killed myself...

I...I...Taiyi...

This is how Taiyi helps, this is how Taiyi does it—

My consciousness suddenly became clear, as if a person was entangled by countless vines and was struggling to break free.

But this was not the first time he had experienced this situation. He had experienced it once in the Xue family's stove when he woke up from the body of the "Emperor".

So he stared at Lou He intently and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any clothes to wear here?" At the same time, he squeezed out the things that once belonged to Zhou Ji in his head bit by bit.

"Yes." Lou He remained calm and raised his hand to point to the side, "It's in the cabinet. You can get it yourself, or I can go get it."

"Go. Slowly. Senior Brother Lou, you should know how fast our flying swords are."

It is not "once belonged to Zhou Ji", but he is Zhou Ji. He is both Li Wuxiang and Zhou Ji. Li Wuxiang woke up from the stove of Xue's family, and Zhou Ji was born in the coffin city. But the two are the same person, which is indisputable and an ironclad fact - he even knows how many lives he had gone through and who he was before he was reborn as Zhou Ji in this life!

Those scenes that had rushed into his mind like a torrent before were his countless past lives!
Li Wuxiang wanted to think about it carefully and figure out this contradictory concept, but his mind seemed to have hit an iron wall. He felt that it was indisputable - indisputable beyond all rationality and cognition.

External evil... No, Taiyi did not simply throw himself into the body of this garrison soldier named Zhou Ji, but he turned himself into him, replacing all his past and present lives!

He had asked himself twice before, "Do you want my help?", and this is what he should have asked - he helped himself once, and the price was that a soul named "Zhou Ji" not long ago was completely wiped out from this world!
Li Wuxiang suddenly felt cold... Is this himself, this Li Wuxiang... appearing in this world for the first time?

Is this method... Taiyi's response to what he said before? Another demonstration of his strength?
Lou He walked over with a Taoist robe, stopped, threw it in front of Li Wuxiang, and then slowly sat down.

Li Wuxiang picked up the Taoist robe and put it on with one hand. Lou He smiled and said, "You don't need to be so afraid of me. It's true that my cultivation has been abolished. Now you are a swordsman and have such a good appearance. I will not seek death."

He looked at Li Wuxiang carefully again and sighed: "Alas, you are lucky. You got this body and you are a smart man. But this matter is bad luck for me. You should have thought that I should be like you now."

Li Wuxiang put on his clothes and stood by the door, looking at him: "Zhao Kui told me something similar. Senior Brother Lou, it was you who taught Zhao Kui to refine Taiyi, right?"

"Ah."

"Are you really a spy from the True Form Sect to the Sword Sect?"

"Ah."

"But if you were a spy, why did you fight with Wu Meng in the Mountain Lord's Mansion before, and why did you rush to destroy your own cultivation?"

"Oh, you know about this too?" Lou He laughed, "You guys have been in Coffin City for less than a day, and you have figured out a lot."

Li Wuxiang nodded: "It's still a little off. Some things and details don't match up, like what I just said."

Lou He was silent for a while, then laughed again: "You are so smart, why don't you think about it yourself?"

"I'm tired of thinking about it. All I meet are riddlers. Why don't I go ask Wu Meng what's going on? I guess Wu Meng doesn't know about Jin Chanzi's matter."

At this point, the expression on Lou He's face changed slightly: "If you meet him, you won't be able to leave. Li Wuxiang, I'll show you a way - the spell that trapped you in the coffin city is called 'Jedi Tiantong'. It's easy to trap a living person in the world, but for someone like you, who is already a ghost fairy, it's not difficult to get out."

"The Golden Entanglement is not originally in the Three Realms and Five Elements. It can hide the soul. It means hiding, not containing or pretending. I will teach you a method. You can leave the Coffin City. Go back and tell Mei Zhangjian that if this is the case, I will wait for a few more decades."

(End of this chapter)