Chapter 432: The traitor who betrayed his teacher and ancestors, the life of three souls Jiang Mo knew clearly what he should do. He had inherited the Taoist tradition from Patriarch Mingyao and reopened the secret realm, making him the well-deserved head of existing intelligence made it easy for him to foresee some helpless possibilities. Even though he had promised the Supreme Lord to rescue the trapped disciples, the reality was often more cruel. Over the past 1,700 years, the history before and after had been completely severed. The first batch of imprisoned disciples might have suffered all kinds of torture, and were used as various human-shaped medicines for cultivation, weapon casting, possession of other bodies, etc. But in the years that followed, as the older generation of disciples died, the descendants who continued on, either those who married with Taxu's disciples, or those who were implanted with the secret bloodline technique and forcibly reproduced as substitutes, were deceived by Taxu and had no idea of ​​the existence of hatred. Are they wrong? That's right. They are just chess pieces being controlled, and the trajectory of their fate has been determined by the top leaders of Taxu Palace from the moment they were born. Just like the senior who reached the 4th level of Xuanming during the Jiazi period, his talent undoubtedly surpassed Shangzun and Jiang Mo. However, such an amazing existence ended up being willing to sacrifice himself, forge weapons, and become the spirit of a killing weapon. “I cannot see the true face of Mount Lu because I am in it” Jiang Mo was a little absent-minded and sighed over the poem. It was not because he was indecisive, but because he felt sorry for the fate of his disciples. He knew very well the horror of brainwashing. Day after day, for dozens or even hundreds of years, being subtly influenced by an idea that took the false as true would be unbearable for anyone. Perhaps he was ready for a fight to the death.

Jiang Mo was not willing to let them return to their clan and leave hidden dangers, nor could he become the new controller and modify their memories, letting them live in a daze. He hated controlling the fate of others because of wishful thinking. In the end, there was only one choice left for him, which was to send those remaining bloodlines on their way personally. Of course, the specific situation needs to be analyzed after breaking through the secret realm. After all, everything now is just his subjective guess. "Tell me about the so-called magic weapon. What exactly is it?" Jiang Mo's eyes fell, as calm as a deep lake, so cold that it made Ying Shoulu shudder. "Three lives, souls, a type of puppet." "It was just an idea at first. Similar puppets can also be made by the great masters of those weapon-refining masters." "But the steps and methods of forging the Three Lives Soul Fate were completely provided to us by the people of the Stepping Void Palace. They want to borrow the skills of those predecessors to create a puppet that can rival your ancestors." "According to the observations of the seniors who participated in the refining, the Three-Life Soul is a living being that can grow infinitely and replicate the physique of the Three-One Patriarch. It may become a killing weapon to suppress the sect, or it may be a vessel for the body to be possessed." After hearing this, Jiang Mo had no doubts and immediately identified the culprit. "Mu Jue?" "What a beast who betrays his teacher and ancestors." The Mu Jue he mentioned was one of the seven disciples of Mingyao Shangzun back then. When he defected, he had already reached the 4th level of Xuanming, and he even assisted outsiders in assassinating and killing several elders of the 5th level of Xuanming. After 1,700 years, if he is still alive, his cultivation level must be truly terrifying. Jiang Mo did not dare to look down on him in the slightest. A cultivator who specialized in the art of reverse rebirth + true method would have a lifespan several times longer than those of the same level cultivators. With Mu Jue's talent enough to inherit the Trinity Taoist tradition, if the old monsters in the Taxu Palace passed away one after another, he actually had a good chance of stealing the supreme power, becoming the new lord of the realm, endlessly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and prolonging his life. Jiang Mo's premonition became stronger and stronger. He was sure that the old ghost was definitely still hiding in the Taxu Palace, lingering on. It was even possible that his three lives were prepared for him. As the supreme elders and masters of the major secret realms grow older, their souls and bodies will show signs of exhaustion until they pass away. Some of them, in order to retain a glimmer of hope, would choose to seal their blood and qi and lie in a magical instrument called a 'blood coffin'.

Let the body and soul fall into silence and suspended animation until awakened by the next generation, who will find the elixir to prolong life or the treasure they need, so that they can make a breakthrough and live another life. Such an approach also has a high price. As the "blood coffin" is maintained for longer and longer, more and more resources will be consumed. The old man lying in the coffin will gradually become unfamiliar with everything that originally belonged to him due to the long sleep, and his strength will continue to decline. When the sect is unable to make ends meet, it will be forced to abandon them. Jiang Mo knew that in history, there were many old monsters that had been sealed for seven or eight hundred years, and when Mu Jue rebelled, he was in the prime of his life, 84 years old. The Supreme Lord had great expectations for him, and basically, all seven of his disciples had the possibility of being promoted to the 6th level of Life. Even many elderly elders and successive masters had the ability to break through, but they had to stop in order to extend the life of the secret realm. The lifespan of a 5th-level Xuanming is around 400-500 years, while that of a 500th-level should be 700- years. The Shangzun is a special case. After the death of the physical body, the soul becomes an obsession, and its power is greatly weakened. It sleeps in the sect ruins for years. Theoretically, as long as Mu Jue wanted to live, he would definitely have a chance to live to the present, borrow the blood coffin, escape into it in his prime, isolate himself from the erosion of time, wake up once every one or two hundred years, send his disciples to find resources, continuously accumulate, refine them, and seek a breakthrough. The more Jiang Mo speculated, the more fearful he became. This might be the most difficult battle he had ever faced, representing the collision of secret realms. The loser would take everything he had and be annihilated in the long river of time. Thinking back to the present, Jiang Mo looked at the four people kneeling on the ground and waved his hand to signal them to stand up. "I will not pursue the past, so you don't need to be alarmed." "Are there still connections between Taxu Palace and Yaochi?" "Reporting to Xuanzun, the connection between the two sects was severed seven hundred years ago. The cooperation a thousand years ago was only because the two masters had a good personal relationship, and the disciples of both sides were not familiar with each other." Ying Shoulu broke out in a cold sweat, secretly thanking luckily that the time was far enough away, otherwise, he would not be able to explain and would definitely be implicated. With the background of Taxu Palace, perhaps it still has the qualifications to compete. But he knew very well the situation in Yao Chi. Even if several dying old seniors came out together, they would not be able to stop Xuan Zun. "No contact? Whatever." "Let's stop here. Go back and tell those old gentlemen that I won't hate them because of the matter of Sansheng's soul." "On the contrary, I am grateful for the information they provided. I will go to the Soul Refining Mountain and Jietianmen. If I can get the lost blueprints, please don't shirk your responsibility and refine the Longevity Ritual for me." "Yes! I will obey your order." Ying Shoulu nodded respectfully and breathed a sigh of relief. This crisis was finally overcome without any danger. "Go back. I won't see you off." Jiang Mo smiled slightly, and the four of them bowed and said goodbye. They soon walked out of the temple door, turned into four streams of light, and disappeared into the boundless night in an instant. It was at this time that Jiang Mo talked to himself in the distance: "Everyone has left, isn't it time for you to come down?" "Wow!" A vague figure suddenly condensed, and the Feixian Sect Leader came alone to keep the appointment. He took a step and landed in the hall in an instant. "Meet fellow Taoist." He greeted respectfully, wearing a simple robe, his broken arm had regenerated, but his face was still a little pale. "Where's the stuff?"

"The Boundary-Breaking Shuttle, the Three Kings' relics, and some compensation from my sect are all inside. I beg you to take a look." The headmaster of Feixian took out a radiant jade box from his arms, held it in both hands, walked quickly to Jiang Mo, bowed his head and presented it to him. "I apologize for the offense I caused you before. I hope Xuanzun will forgive me and let bygones be bygones." "it is good." "Find a seat and sit down." Jiang Mo took the jade box and began to check the resources inside. There were a lot of exotic flowers and fruits, magic weapons and elixirs, but the only thing that caught his attention instantly was the light blue world-breaking shuttle. In perfect condition with no signs of damage, never used once! Jiang Mo reached out and grabbed the Boundary Breaking Shuttle. After a careful inspection, he found that its quality was even higher than the one obtained by the second generation head of the Sanyi Sect. Jiang Mo felt happy and excited as his five fingers gently stroked the smooth and delicate crystals. At first, he only roughly judged that the Feixian Sect, as a top force, was likely to possess the Boundary Breaking Shuttle. He did not expect that the treasures they directly handed over were far beyond his expectations. With the help of this item, he can solve the urgent problem. He no longer has to worry about not being able to break through the boundary wall. He can attack 3-4 secret realms, which will greatly improve the plan he has deployed. Back then, the Supreme Lord broke into Taiqing Palace, Jile Palace, and Jiuchong Mountain, but found neither the trace of Mu Jue nor the detained disciples. Later, Bixuan Temple was destroyed, so the only sects that could have captured Sanyi's disciples were Taxu Palace and Zaohua Sect. Although the former has been confirmed, it does not mean that the latter does not exist. Ever since talking with the people from Yao Chi Yin Que, Jiang Mo has determined the order of attack: Taxu Palace, Creation Gate, Soul Refining Mountain, Jie Tian Gate, Jile Palace, Jiuchong Mountain, Changsheng Lake, and Ancient Spring Ruins. The two badly damaged Boundary-Breaking Shuttles meant that there might only be one chance to attack, and Jiang Mo could not afford to take the risk of putting Creation Gate first. Although the brothers Yue Min and Yue Li have the ability to break into the secret realm, they still have to wait two or three months. Jiang Mochi was afraid of any changes, so he had to choose Taxu Palace and fight the most difficult battle right from the start. But now the weapons provided by Feixian Sect gave him another option. Kill Creation first, then fight Taxu! There was only a few hours between the two times, and he could tolerate such an error. Seeing Jiang Mo's expression change subtly, Feixian Sect Leader said: "After I taught you this, I have never used it once. My master knows about the feud between you and the four sects, so he ordered me to carry it to help Xuanzun." "Is it?" Jiang Mo smiled calmly, accepted the generous gift, and admitted: "I really need it. Your master is so courageous that he even entrusted such a treasure to me." "The old man thought that you might be the reincarnation of the Supreme Lord, or his successor. He is very interested in you, but because of his advanced age, it is inconvenient for him to move around. If there is a chance, he hopes to sit down and discuss Taoism with you." The head of Feixian Sect suppressed his arrogance and spoke gently to this senior who was probably two thousand years older than him, or perhaps this peer with extraordinary talent. His previous jealousy and fear were almost completely wiped out. "Thank your master for me. I will come to visit you when I have settled the grievances among the four sects." Jiang Mo only took the Boundary Breaking Shuttle and returned the jade box, saying: "I said, anything you can grab is yours, take it back." "But, I did something wrong, and I feel ashamed. I hope Xuanzun will accept it." The Feixian Sect Leader hastily declined, not daring to take on this hot potato again. "really?"

"Yes." Master Feixian confirmed again. "I don't have time to talk to you so much. This matter is over." "Take the things with you. We'll talk again next time we have a chance." Jiang Mo's tone did not allow for rejection. He planned to launch a surprise attack on the two major sects, Zaohua and Taxu, overnight. He did not want to delay for a moment and hurriedly sent the Feixian Sect Master away. Immediately, Jiang Mo used Qi to transmit sound, calling on the three demon kings who were ready to attack, to come and assemble. He also activated the authority of the Lord of the Realm to send his voice to the secret realm, ordering all his disciples to return to the mortal world and prepare for the upcoming war. (End of this chapter)