Daoist Wuji smiled helplessly after hearing this, the look of sadness on his face became heavier, and guilt appeared on his eyebrows.
"Boss Wen has a sharp eye and really can't hide anything from you."
He collected his thoughts and lowered his voice a little lower.
"Indeed, there is another big secret, which is also the real hidden danger of this Demon-Suppressing Pagoda seal turmoil. This matter is related to Formation Eye, the seventh floor of the tower, and it is an old story of the sect that I, Maoshan, have not dared to tell outside for thousands of years."
Wen Ning is interested.
"Oh? What's the secret? You might as well speak up, Daoist Priest."
Daoist Wuji looked out the window at the darkening sky, and his voice, wrapped in the weight and helplessness accumulated over the years, spoke of this dusty secret.
"Everyone knows that Maoshan Demon-Suppressing Pagoda suppresses the peerless evil in the seven levels, but no one knows that the one who has been suppressed for thousands of years, stirring the Baleful Aura at the bottom of the tower, causing the seal to loosen year by year, is my Maoshan ancestor who attained the Tao. A Daoist School master who was possessed by the Tao."
As soon as these words came out, the leisurely look on Wen Ning's face faded a bit, and surprise flashed in his eyes.
The top evil spirit that has been suppressed for thousands of years is actually a senior from the Mao Yamamoto sect?
This reversal was truly unexpected.
He leaned forward slightly and asked with inquiry:
"Oh? Maoshan ancestors turned from Daoism to magic? It's strange. Can you explain the reason in detail?"
Daoist Wuji nodded slowly and let out a long sigh, with complex emotions between his eyebrows and eyes, with regret and heartbreak intertwined together.
"This matter is a long story, and it is an eternal regret for me, Maoshan. This ancestor's name is Xu Chenzi, and he was the most gifted and gifted Daoist of my Maoshan during the Northern Song Dynasty. He attained Daoism at a young age, and his cultivation was unparalleled in the world. Thunder Arts Tongxuan and Daoist Tongtian, he took charge of Maoshan at a young age and was recognized as the future leader of Daoist School at that time, with unlimited glory and a bright road."
He spoke slowly and slowly, talking about old events from a thousand years ago.
"At that time, troubled times were coming, and evil spirits were rampant in the mountains and wilds, harming the common people and causing trouble in all directions. Xu Chenzi, following the instructions of his master's sect, went down the mountain to travel around to eliminate evil spirits, sweep away evil spirits in the world, bring peace to the world, and bring salvation to all living beings.
He has a strong Daoist teaching and a firm mind. He has been down the mountain for several years, killing countless evil demons and protecting the peace of the people. He has never deviated in the slightest, and his Daoist heart is extremely stable. Everyone thinks that he will eventually complete Merit, attain the Great Dao, and protect me Maoshan my stability for thousands of years."
Wen Ning listened quietly, already guessing the ending in his heart, and answered softly:
"The accident happened because of the demon?"
"Exactly."
Daoist Wuji nodded heavily, his eyes full of sadness.
"There are evil and good demons in the world, and they are not all evil that kills living creatures. He eliminated evil and evil along the way, but in a deep valley, he met Qingqiu Spirit Fox, which had been practicing for thousands of years and had never killed anyone.
The spirit fox devotes himself to cultivation, has a pure and kind heart, and lives in hiding from the world. He never participates in monsters and disputes. The only thing he wants is to practice Daoism in peace and achieve Daoism.
Xu Chenzi originally wanted to follow the rules of Daoist School to eliminate the monsters, but after several fights and confrontations, he saw that the spirit fox was gentle, kind and compassionate to all living beings. Not only did it not hurt anyone, but it often protected the beasts in the mountains and helped poor passers-by. It was completely different from those bloodthirsty and cruel monsters.
After getting along day after day, meeting each other again and again, Xu Chenzi, who has a heart of stone and kills monsters as his way, finally moved the hearts of mortals."
Speaking of this, Daoist Wuji's voice was astringent and full of regret.
"He abides by Daoist School's pure rules and kills all the evil spirits in the world, but he falls in love with this Fox Demon who is indifferent to the world.
Demons and Daoists have different paths, and good and evil are at odds with each other. This is the rule of heaven and earth, Daoist School iron law. But love is deep and I don't know where it comes from, and it keeps getting deeper. Xu Chenzi I am deeply trapped in love, my Daoist heart is shaken, my obsession takes root, and I can't let go of that spiritual fox at all."
Wen Ning After listening, he said:
"So, the sect doesn't tolerate good and evil, so he goes to extremes step by step, turning from Daoism to evil?"
"That's right."
Daoist Wuji looked sad as he told the tragic ending.
"After all, paper can't cover up the fire. Falling in love between a man and a demon is a heinous crime that violates the rules of heaven and disobeys Daoist School. This matter was quickly reported back to Maoshan, alarming the entire Daoist School.
The master's sect was furious, and the Daoist sects in the world were in an uproar. Everyone forced him to kill the fox and prove the Tao, cut off his personal relationships, and stabilize his Daoist heart. Otherwise, his cultivation would be abolished and the sect would be cleared.
On one side is the sect's ancestral precepts and reputation for righteousness, on the other side is the only person whose heart beats in this life, and the deep and obsessive love that accompanies him day and night.
Faced with a dilemma, this once-in-a-millennium Maoshan genius finally gave up Tao and chose love."
Wen Ning, who was listening on the sidelines, had all the previous leisurely indifference on his face, replaced by a bit of sadness.
He was silent for a moment and smacked his lips, breaking the gloom that filled the room.
"Speaking of which, this senior Xu Chenzi was simply born in the wrong era.
Nowadays, it is not considered a heinous crime. Falling in love with a human being is no longer a taboo. A report must be made and a review process must be made to verify that the spirit fox has never done evil, has a pure heart, and is compliant with the filing. Then he can follow the path and stay together, and he will not end up like being possessed by the path and being locked at the bottom of the tower."
Hearing this, Daoist Wuji, whose face was full of pain, was slightly startled. His knotted eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Wen Ning. A profound and long-lasting glimmer passed through his eyes, and he nodded gently.
"You're right."
His voice slowed down, his tone was somewhat relieved, his eyes locked on Wen Ning, and he spoke softly.
"With you Thunder Department Heavenly Official here, the process is very simple."
Wen Ning's whole body trembled. His identity as Thunder Department Heavenly Official had never been revealed to Maoshan in public.
But at this moment, Daoist Wuji said it all!
"Daoist Priest! How do you know my identity?"
Seeing Wen Ning suddenly tense up, there was no surprise on Daoist Wuji's face.
"The old Daoist knows your identity. He is not spying on secrets or secretly probing for details. Three Mao Lords told me that our Maoshan also has someone on Heavenly Court."
Wen Ning's heart was shocked, his tense body relaxed, and his eyes were full of surprise.
Three Mao Lords! No wonder.
Daoist Wuji's eyes fell back on Wen Ning, and he slightly raised his hand to Wen Ning with an extremely sincere attitude.
"It is precisely because he knows the true identity of Boss Wen that Lao Dao insists on asking you to enter the tower today, and even more insists on letting Da Jian go with you."
Wen Ning frowned slightly and listened quietly.
"Xu Chenzi ancestors were not born evil."
Daoist Wuji The words are heavy, telling the truth that has been buried for thousands of years.
"Back then, he abandoned his path and chose love, and he did not cause chaos, nor did he massacre the common people or bring trouble to the world. But at that time, Daoist School had strict rules and mountains of barriers between good and evil. Daoist School all over the world joined forces to exert pressure, forcing him to choose one of the two.
He didn't want to kill his beloved, nor did he want to be an enemy of his master and bring trouble to the world. In the end, he could only call himself Demon-Suppressing Pagoda. This letter lasted a whole thousand years."
Wen Ning looked at Daoist Wuji, who had a vicissitudes of life and was filled with guilt, and said:
"No need to say anything, Daoist Master, I understand everything and I know how to deal with this time I enter the tower."
A simple sentence instantly calmed Daoist Wuji's hanging heart.
Over the years, he has been guarding Demon-Suppressing Pagoda every day, guarding the sect's unbearable and tragic past. Only Deity can break out of the ancient rigid rules of good and evil and put an end to this matter.
"Hearing what the boss said, the veteran was completely relieved."
Wen Ning waved his hand nonchalantly and said:
"No need to say any more polite words. It's getting late, so get ready to enter the tower. By the way, take a good look at your precious apprentice. Don't enter the tower for three minutes. First, he was driven crazy by Baleful Aura at the bottom of the tower. Instead, he asked me to save him."
Daoist Wuji smiled after hearing this, and most of his frown disappeared, replaced by a helpless and relieved smile.
"I heard that the boss took great care of me."
Daoist Wuji slightly arched his hands, turned around and walked towards the door of the quiet room.
Wen Ning also went out together.
Outside, the monks from all walks of life have still not dispersed. Everyone gathered together in twos and threes and chatted in low voices, with solemn worries lingering between their brows. Everyone was worried that the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda seal would crack, lest the evil spirits in the tower break the seal and bring disaster to the world.
Shi Dajian followed the master's instructions to guard one side of the courtyard, receiving monks from various sects. His back was straight, and his thunder aura was restrained, but his brows were kept locked. From time to time, he glanced sideways at the wooden door of the quiet room, unconsciously rubbing the thunder talisman around his waist with his knuckles. The master left Wen Ning alone to discuss this matter in secret, which felt like a thorn in his heart.
Wen Ning followed Daoist Wuji out of the quiet room and returned directly to the seat where he was just now.
As soon as he sat down, a figure immediately approached him.
Zhang Siyu stood on tiptoes, quietly walked around Wen Ning, came close to his ear, and in a very low voice, curiously and eagerly inquired in a low voice.
"Wen Ning, Daoist Wuji came to see you alone. What on earth were you whispering?"
Wen Ning glanced sideways at her, deliberately showing off, and asked calmly:
"What do you think?"
Zhang Siyu quickly rolled his eyes, nodded firmly and said:
"I don't even have to guess! You must be entrusted with an important task to let you enter Demon-Suppressing Pagoda to strengthen the seal and suppress the restless evil spirits in the tower, right?"
Wen Ning smiled.
"Now that you know everything, you came here to ask me, which is unnecessary."
Zhang Siyu was not embarrassed. Instead, his eyes lit up and he immediately seized the opportunity.
"Then you take me in with you! Wen Ning, I am very powerful now and my cultivation has improved a lot. I will never hold you back! I can also help strengthen the seal and kill Lesser Demon!"
During these days, she had devoted herself to practice, and her cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. She had long been unwilling to just watch from the outside, and wanted to follow Wen Ning into the tower.
Seeing Zhang Siyu's appearance, Wen Ning refused without hesitation.
"No."
The anticipation on Zhang Siyu's face instantly froze, and his face slumped.
"Why? I've really become stronger!"
Wen Ning raised his eyes and glanced at the figure of Shi Dajian in the corner.
"I have already brought an oil bottle with me when I enter the tower this time. The burden is heavy enough. If I bring you two oil bottles with me, I won't be able to carry it. I'm afraid I won't have time to reinforce the seal, and I will have to be busy cleaning up the mess the whole time."
The moment the words fell, Shi Dajian, who had been paying attention to the movement here and secretly eavesdropped, paused.
Already suppressed with anger, he clenched the thunder talisman tightly with his fingertips, and his knuckles turned white. He raised his eyes and stared directly at Wen Ning sitting in the chair.
He has an orthodox Maoshan Thunder Arts cultivation and has practiced hard for decades since childhood. He is the chief disciple of Maoshan and a genius in the eyes of countless fellow monks.
Today I was despised and ridiculed by Wen Ning again and again!
Daoist Wuji, who noticed the change in his disciple's mood, frowned slightly and immediately shouted softly:
"Da Jian! Steady your mind! Don't make any mistakes!"
A command could suppress Shi Dajian's surging blood.
His jaw tightened, his teeth clenched, and he stared at Wen Ning. The unwillingness, stubbornness, and warning in his eyes almost overflowed, and he swallowed back the suffocating breath.
Wen Ning Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of him looking angry but afraid to speak. The smile on his lips became thicker and he didn't care.
Zhang Siyu on the side also followed Wen Ning's gaze and saw Shi Dajian, who had a cold aura around him. He instantly understood who the drag bottle in Wen Ning's mouth was. He subconsciously covered his mouth, suppressed his smile, and obediently stopped mentioning the matter of entering the tower.
In the courtyard, no one among the monks dared to say a word.
Seeing that the sky was almost dark, Daoist Wuji calmed down, glanced at everyone, and spoke.