Chapter 223 Helping
moonlit night.

In the Trinity Sutra Library, on the floor where Yousha was, there was the sound of mechanical gears turning. A huge metal ball was suspended in the air, and wisps of misty dark grey light emanated from the runes imprinted on its surface.

The ancient magic spell was chanted softly, as if paving the way for an unknown alchemical process. Yousha controlled the creation with one hand while speaking absentmindedly:
"We have entered the final stage of the experiment, and the results are pretty much as expected."

"I'm going to go back and look for something. Do you want to come with me, Chief?"

"The world lines you and I want to go to may not be close. How far back did you go?"

Jiang Mo had nothing to do, so he came here as a guest tonight. He was sitting on the exquisite and soft sofa in the corner, holding a cup of coffee that Yousha had brewed not long ago, and sipping it.

He was indeed interested in 'Destiny Reversal', but he didn't know how to perform this forbidden magic and what precautions he needed to take.

"I want to go back to the node where I made a mistake. The black magic I chose back then was 'Dead Skeletons'. This time I plan to go to a world line where I chose 'Chaotic Life' to see if I can succeed."

There was a faint smile on Yousha's lips:

"There is no limit to the number of people who can use Destiny Rewind. It is mainly limited by the ability of the person who activates it. And the special thing is that, as you guessed before, it has a time limit. You can't stay as long as you want."

"How long?" Jiang Mo was curious.

"Three days. As the number of times it is used increases, the duration of stay will be reduced by more than half. Each person can only use Destiny Rewind three times in his lifetime. If it is used more than three times, it will become ineffective."

Yousha grabbed a silver-grey diamond crystal on the table and threw it, explaining:

"This is a tool for locking the relative positions of two world lines. It can be returned at will. If it is lost, you need to wait for the magic to run until the end before you can recall it."

Jiang Mo gently stroked the cold crystal, which was also engraved with densely packed magic runes.

"Then how many people can you take with you?"

"Five, without affecting me."

Yousha's premonitions were always accurate. She glanced at Jiang Mo with her cold eyes and asked doubtfully:
"You want to bring your disciples with you?"

"Ah."

"The rise of the sect came too easily, and my life span seems to have no end in sight."

Jiang Mo has reached the third level of Reverse Rebirth. His true method is absorbing the natural energy of the heaven, earth and mountains all the time. In addition, he has also refined the vitality of his ancestors in Southern Xinjiang, and his body has transformed again, retaining eternal youth.

As Yousa waited, the answer was slowly revealed.

"In the long run, my presence will only make the disciples in the sect slack off in their cultivation."

"I am also a human being. I may die of old age or suddenly disappear one day. If the sect is doomed to decline because of my loss, that is a historical preview that I don't want to see. Therefore, they must be prepared for danger in times of peace. Often, preaching is not as effective as experiencing it in person. Therefore, I want to take them to a world line where my senior brother and I are both dead. Let's see what kind of changes the disciples and the sect there will encounter."

"It's rare." Yousha was moved, and the smile on her lips became gentler.

"Ok?"

"It's rare to say that you're a good person. After all, you've cultivated to this level, and you're still willing to spend time caring about the growth of your disciples."

Yousha was filled with emotion, and past memories emerged before her eyes. She murmured with a smile:
"In the academy where I practiced before, the instructors were busy with their own research and would not waste time on the students. They would usually just throw a magic book and a notebook with annotations over to us, and then we would practice, deduce, master, and take exams day after day. It was very boring."

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Jiang Mo remained silent and did not comment. After all, it was normal for there to be differences in teaching cultures between Eastern and Western academies and schools.

The two had a very pleasant conversation. Half an hour later, Jiang Mo said goodbye and left. He came to the fourth floor and happened to see Zhuge Yu and Cheng Zhen guarding the Qi diagram there.

"Uncle Master, you are here."

"Uncle Master!!"

"Come and take a look at you."

Jiang Mo sat on the futon in front of the tea table, checked Zhuge Yu's progress in cultivation, and asked:
"Some time ago, I let you go to heaven to practice. Did you gain anything?"

"Yes, Uncle Master, I have made some progress in Fenghou Qimen and Shenji Bailian."

"These two things are even more mysterious than the techniques passed down from my family. The more you practice them, the better you will make. But if you are not careful, you may easily go astray."

"I'm close to a bottleneck. I don't dare to continue practicing. I'm afraid I can't bear it. I need to calm down a little bit."

As a sorcerer, Zhuge Yu knew very well that haste makes waste. Moreover, he majored in rebirth and had little time left. If he continued to practice, he would be physically and mentally exhausted.

"That's good, as long as you know your limits." Jiang Mo smiled knowingly.

At this moment, a light spot appeared in the Qi diagram, and Cheng Zhen reminded him: "Uncle Master, there is a visitor. Can I go and take a look?"

"Just go."

After receiving instructions from his uncle, he turned around and went to the long steps leading to the sect to wait.

soon.

Several familiar figures came into view. The Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu climbed up step by step, carrying his unconscious disciple on his back. Accompanying him was Zhang Zhiwei, the disciple who was given a surname by the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

"Tianshi? Fellow Daoist Zhang? Long time no see."

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​what's going on?" Cheng Zhen had just greeted him politely when he discovered the seriously injured Tian Jinzhong, with his limbs broken and his eyes bandaged. He seemed to be in a coma, being carried on the old Taoist's back.

Even he was stunned, not understanding what had happened that a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion had been injured to such a state.

"Ah! Junior Brother Cheng Zhen, please forgive me for disturbing you. My disciples were harmed by thieves, so I came to seek help from Master Jiang. I wonder if he is in the sect now?"

Zhang Jingqing roughly recounted what had happened. The old man felt pressured and couldn't help feeling ashamed when he looked at Cheng Zhen.

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"Master uncle is still awake, and just now he was chatting with me. Come, Tianshi, please come in and have a chat. Please move to the east wing and wait. Let Junior Brother Tian rest for the time being. I will go and report to Master uncle."

"Thank you! Please lead the way, nephew."

Chengzhen was very efficient and got it done in less than half a minute.

Jiang Mo and Zhuge Yu arrived at the scene and were a little surprised to see the disabled Tian Jinzhong.

"Master Jiang, I am disgraced. The evildoers in the sect have caused trouble and implicated my disciple Tian Jinzhong."

Seeing the old man's embarrassed expression, Jiang Mo signaled him not to say anything more:

"Tianshi, there is no need to say more. You are you, and Zhang Huaiyi is Zhang Huaiyi. Moreover, your Tianshi Mansion has helped us a lot. There is no need for polite words. Go out first. We can talk slowly later if we have anything to say."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Master Jiang." Zhang Jingqing bowed solemnly.

"Ah."

After everyone left, Cheng Zhen slowly closed the door. The fire in the room was bright, and Jiang Mo recast the body for Tian Jinzhong as he had done in the past.

The bright moon was hanging high in the sky. Tianshi and Zhang Zhiwei were waiting in the distance. Cheng Zhen, Zhuge Yu and Lu Jin were in charge of entertaining the guests. They boiled tea and prepared cakes for the two people who had come a long way.

"Old Zhang, Senior Tianshi, don't worry, Uncle is in there, and healing Junior Brother Tian won't be a problem."

Lu Jin poured them a cup of tea. From the close conversation, he could feel their suppressed fatigue. The dark circles under their eyes showed that they had not had a good rest for seven days.

"Thank you, fellow disciples." Zhang Tianshi took the tea and said gratefully.

"I heard that Junior Brother Tian was injured by the Quan Xing monster. Master, do you have any clue? Do you know who did it?" Cheng Zhen inquired.

"Jinzhong didn't know the origins of those people, and the escort who sent him back said he was commissioned by Quan Xing."

The Heavenly Master looked solemn and said, "I just feel that the matter is not that simple, but without any evidence, it is all based on speculation, so it is difficult to determine which force did it."

Hearing this, Lu Jin said with regret:

"Master, I went to Shanghai with my uncle not long ago and beheaded the leader of Quan Xing and his followers. I don't know if the murderer who persecuted Senior Brother Tian was among them. Unfortunately, the fight was so intense that I forgot to interrogate them."

"Oh? Really? If so, in addition to these disasters, maybe we can also avenge Jinzhong. Thank you very much."

Zhang Jingqing clasped his fists and saluted, his face lit up and his mood improved a lot.

"Master Tian, ​​you are too polite. It is still uncertain. Let's wait until Senior Brother Tian recovers before investigating."

Lu Jin did not dare to take credit for himself and declined humbly.

"That makes sense, but no matter what, we are still indebted to you all for your kindness. It is only natural that we should express our gratitude. I thank you on behalf of Jinzhong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Yu on the side said, "Hey! Xiao Lu, Master, I have a way to find out the origins of that group of people."

"Oh? What's your opinion, Junior Brother Zhuge? I'd like to hear your details."

In front of everyone, Zhuge Yu spoke eloquently:

"Inner scene. This is a unique method used by us sorcerers. As long as Senior Brother Tian has recovered, I will pull him into my inner scene and look for the answer together."

"He may not be able to decipher the answer that is of great significance to him, but that information is not important to me. If he can't decipher it, I can decipher it and it will have the same effect."

"Brother, is your method reliable?" Lu Jin was skeptical.

"Xiao Lu, don't underestimate me. To be honest, my cultivation in Qimen is much more powerful than Lianqi's Nisheng."

Zhuge Yu said calmly: "It's very simple to use the inner vision to spy on secrets that are not big enough to affect the world. If the group is too powerful, I can't open it. It's just that there is a high probability that it will work, but I can't say it will succeed 100% of the time."

"Brother, you are awesome." Lu Jin admired him sincerely.

"It is indeed a good idea. Thank you for your concern, nephews."

Zhang Jingqing's brows relaxed slightly. If he really found the murderer, he would never let him go.

"By the way, Master Tian, ​​when I went downstairs with my uncle, he specifically told me that he would talk to you about Zhang Huaiyi later. As a master and senior brother, you have the right to know what he did."

Cheng Zhen's words startled Zhang Zhiwei. The Heavenly Master asked incredulously:

"Master Jiang actually found out what that evil creature did?"

"I dare not exaggerate on this point. I can't say that I know the whole picture, but I roughly know what was done." Cheng Zhen smiled softly.

(End of this chapter)