Chapter 208 Li Changsheng is just a very naughty person

The headquarters of Tiandu Company was established in 1971. It was originally affiliated with the Special Service of the Ministry of War, but later became independent and became a privileged organization.

The company headquarters has been on lockdown since a month ago. Except for the armed personnel on guard duty outside, all personnel can only enter and cannot leave. Foundation-building monks came from all over the country to join in the rescue operation of Tang Yuan, and even

The Jindan elders from Shangqing Palace all joined in.

Everything is to clarify the unrecorded history, whether Li Changsheng slaughtered the world, or killed to protect the Tao.

This may not be important to the Immortal himself. With the opponent's strength, no one will use it to attack him. Even if he is not the strongest man in the world, legally no one is guilty of this period of history. But everyone is curious.

In my heart, most of the memories retrieved from the soul search are completely polarized compared to the current living immortals.

The few insiders are extremely curious about what the truth is.

Qing Xuzi volunteered as the protector of the soul-searching monk. Although he could not intervene in the soul-searching, he could instantly restrain the opponent to avoid casualties. In fact, he also wanted to participate in the process of searching for memories, but his soul at the golden elixir stage was too powerful and entered

The spiritual platform is very likely to wake up those reincarnated people.

If the foundation-building stage is like an ant, then the golden elixir stage is the same person. No one may care about ants stealing food, but a thief who breaks into an empty house will definitely be treated with a stick.

"This is the information we have received so far. Almost half of the incidents can be refuted from these memories. Maybe this information will not be published, but I think if they are heroes, it is unjust to let them be wronged. Dao Xin

Uneasy."

A foundation-building monk finished recounting his memories of that period of history from the perspective of a disciple of the Sword Sect.

The events are basically correct, but there is a polar reversal of who is right and who is wrong. Perhaps in troubled times, no one is right, and in a strongman society, there is no such thing as right or wrong.

The ease lies in not being affected by the other party, the difficulty lies in the fact that they are shocked by pure memories for the first time.

"Okay, but Grandpa He said he wanted to exchange memories with you. He wants to know about modern things."

But there will always be people who are unwilling to give in.

Xu Manhong was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened, and a chill rushed straight to her forehead.

Not far away, Tang Yuan, wearing a goose-yellow shirt, jeans and canvas shoes, with a slightly thin face, was standing not far away, stretching and pulling his right hand to make stabbing movements.

He Kun walked towards the southwest. Every two steps he took, a simple stone door appeared in front of him. There were scrawled characters on the stone door. Xu Manhong saw the word "He Kun" from a distance.

Everyone in the conference room was silent for a while, and no one responded immediately.

This is one of the main reasons why the plan was abruptly terminated.

This was the first time she faced the power of Yuanying Daoxing, and she was completely seen through it just by one encounter.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately announced the targets of their investigation in a tacit understanding. One by one, their names were all disciples of the Sword Sect.

From the day they discovered the remnant soul of the Jianzong disciple, Tang Yuan left Hao Yu's hands. The investigation team knew that the deaf-mute had some resistance, but was still too insignificant in front of the reincarnation.

He Kun ignored the little girl's confused look, pushed open the stone door with his right hand, and turned sideways to let the white light representing memory envelope her.

[My friend He Kun is buried here]

Has a reincarnated person awakened?!

We must escape and cannot stay here for another minute.

He Kun, I didn't expect him to wake up. Since he's awake, why not seize Tangyuan?

Xu Manhong quickly suppressed the panic and suspicion in her heart. After knowing that the other party was the former master of the Sword Sect, she became less afraid.

She made some hand gestures. Although Xu Manhong and I had taught her how to speak at the mourning platform, she had obviously not learned it in less than half a month.

The person who had seen this memory clenched his fists subconsciously. After another half, another person also spoke:

"Yu Nannan, whose Taoist name is Qiu Sui, is the daughter of Yu Wu'an. In order to prevent the people of Jing Dynasty from becoming humans and animals, she killed the Eight Immortals Alliance with one person and one sword. Her contribution was to determine the world and save the people of Ming Dynasty. She died at the age of 15."

"Brother Li, you were just attacked by a few old immortals and you didn't go to heal your injuries." He Kun approached and said.

In the blink of an eye, everyone raised their hands, and Xu Manhong dialed the number of Zhongshu Mansion again.

"The Immortal said that he would look forward to future generations and kowtow to them."

He pulled the world back from the edge of the cliff and left himself riddled with holes.

"He crawled for several months with half a broken body, and was named Guanwu."

He Kun's Nascent Soul cultivation should be able to follow Li Changsheng until the world is at peace, and he knows the whole story.

"agree."

Maybe the other party can control himself and turn himself into a puppet with just a thought.

Although Tang Yuan, as the owner of this body, has a low level of cultivation, she has certain special characteristics and can sense the souls of other reincarnations. According to what she said, there is only one disciple of the Sword Sect left, and that is the predecessor of the Sword Sect at the time.

The leader of the clan, He Kun.

The next second, a powerful sword force instantly knocked He Kun away, and with a loud bang, he crashed into the mountain in the distance.

Just about 10 minutes ago, the Zhongshu Mansion ordered that the investigation be stopped, and all data would be destroyed. And they were also tortured during this period, haunted by those memories day and night, and they may need to rest for half a year to fully recover.

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This kind of thing is not uncommon, but when faced with this situation, no one can stay calm.

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"agree."

When everyone told what they knew, the atmosphere in the conference room became heavier and heavier.

Xu Manhong felt that the voice in her ears was getting more and more distant. When she came to her senses again, she had entered He Kun's memory. What she saw was a barren mountain range. Looking at it, there was no grass growing. Broken sword blades were inserted into the barren mountains. I don't know.

Whose sword is it?

There was a trace of annoyance in He Kun's voice, and he reached out to snatch the booklet away.

"With your cultivation level, you were able to be attacked by those old guys and let them run away. Doesn't this mean that you are exhausted?"

Reading the memories of these Sword Sect disciples is very easy but also very difficult for them.

A young man wearing a dark red robe stood among countless stone tablets, holding a book in his hand, lowering his head and writing something.

"My surname is He Kun. I have met this girl."

"agree."

If it were hundreds of years ago, these children should have thrived under the protection of the sect, or at least they wouldn't have experienced this.

"Ms. Tang, I want to see the memory of the remaining person."

"Brother Li, he is just a very naughty person, hahahaha."

Finally, someone raised their hand slightly and said: "We agree to jointly appeal and restart the investigation."

"Although he didn't kill a single enemy, he risked his life to send the information. In the end, his soul was extracted and his soul was refined and he died."

Xu Manhong only hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slightly. He actually had no choice now. If the other party wanted to, he could unilaterally extract his soul. She was only one step away from the truth and she didn't want to give up.

Gradually, half of the people told about the memories they had seen, the remaining souls that were not as good as the reincarnated souls. Many of them had unparalleled fighting power, but after all, they were just foundation builders, and only a few were golden elixirs.

“How can we use up all our strength before the blood is drained?”

He Kun walked to the stone door, with a smile on his lips, and said to himself: "The living immortal Li Changsheng, you really should have asked me to call me father-in-law back then, but now it seems that there is no chance at all."

"Girl, Brother Li is not as sacred as you think. Don't impose your ideas on others, even if it is to praise him."

The investigation team that had just been disbanded half an hour later was established again, but this time only the rest of their expert team had evacuated, including the unlimited supply of pills. The government did not want to waste too many resources in this area, and there was no one in the area.

Now that the recorded history is understood, all the rest can be written on the good side of the immortal.

If they could, they didn't want to believe that the immortal was a demon who slaughtered the world, but the bloody memories kept confusing them. It was difficult for monks in the foundation-building stage to distinguish between what was true and what was false.

"What do you think? You and I will exchange memories." He Kun's words were straightforward, as if everyone in the Sword Sect was straight-tempered.

"Then please come with me."

Hello.

Tang Yuan made some gestures, and with a trace of spiritual transmission, Xu Manhong seemed to hear the other party speaking.

This is the same no matter which society it is placed in. Its underlying logic is authoritarianism. The powerful are correct in most cases, and the powerless can only wait for mercy.

Perhaps their soul search awakened the reincarnated person, or it may be that the time has come for the reincarnated person to wake up to consciousness.

Fist is justice, might is truth.

Few people know what Li Changsheng is like, but in the eyes of the world, he is a saint. In China's simple moral concept, striving for benefits for the world is a saint.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "Then let's meditate for a while."

Tang Yuan noticed Xu Manhong, stopped what he was doing, turned around and waved with a smile, very softly.

Li Changsheng looked indifferent and replied without raising his head: "They can't hurt me yet, they are just a few Nascent Souls."

Back then, Yun Shu had the assistance of many elders of the Sword Sect and the support of several major sects in the Shangqing Palace. But now there are only two people, Li Changsheng and He Kun, and a group of young and young girls in their prime.

"Qiu Yelong fought alone for hundreds of miles, killed ten golden elixir demons, and protected tens of thousands of people from leaving the city. He died at the age of 31."

Xu Manhong turned her head stiffly, and a Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe dotted with cloud patterns, with a wide forehead and a high nose bridge, and a handsome face with a hint of valor stood behind her.

Searching for souls is essentially injecting poison into your own body, and you will have to go through it again if you restart the investigation.
To be continued...