Chapter 422 The Truth

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"This Zhang Wuji can't be a transmigrator like me, right?" Song Qingshu's eyes flashed, "This is unfortunate, it's not good for him to be dressed as Zhao Min's man. Zhao Min is almost the entire gold. She is the smartest woman in the book system, and it's strange if she doesn't see the flaws. Fortunately, my Zhou Zhiruo is not as savvy as her, otherwise my identity might be exposed."

Song Qingshu was not worried that her secrets would be discovered by Zhao Min in the future. After all, Zhao Min and Song Qingshu had never spoken a word before, and she never knew Zhang Wuji that well. Even if she behaved a little abnormally, she probably wouldn't have thought that Song Qingshu had changed. alone.

"Wife is still stupid!" Song Qingshu was filled with emotion, and quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at Zhang Wuji in the distance with schadenfreude.

"Clap clap~"

Zhang Wuji laughed while applauding: "It's a wonderful reasoning, but unfortunately... I'm Zhang Wuji. If you still don't believe it, you can ask Zhi Ruo, when Guangming stabbed me with the Yitian Sword back then, she was right. My wounds are all too familiar."

Seeing Zhao Min looking at her questioningly, Zhou Zhiruo nodded slightly: "The wound is indeed correct..."

Zhao Min frowned, but a storm surged in his heart: Could it be that I guessed wrong? But all the evidence shows that he is not my brother Wuji, but why are the physical characteristics and martial arts the same as brother Wuji...

Zhang Wuji looked at her tenderly: "Minmin, I know that because I have always been against you Mongolia, and contacted the two women from Zhiruo and Mu Zhuolun, I don't blame you for your resentment, but your remarks , it would be too much.”

"When did he start to change?" Zhao Min flashed and remembered something that was about to be forgotten.

Zhang Wuji wanted to say something else, but Zhao Min suddenly said, "When Brother Wuji faced Shaolin Sandu's Vajra Conqueror Circle at the Lion Slaughter Conference, he once went into trouble."

Zhang Wuji's eyes flickered with sternness, and then he regained his composure: "So what?"

"When Brother Wuji went into trouble, he seemed to recover quickly, so we didn't take it seriously," Zhao Min couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, "I heard that there is a kind of magic in the extreme west... Come to think of it, you took the opportunity to invade Brother Wuji's body at that time."

Zhang Wuji snorted coldly: "Joke, as the leader of the Ming sect, I am full of magic, who can take my place?"

"Brother Wuji has mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art, so it stands to reason that he will not be invaded by evil spirits," Zhao Min sighed, "but I remember that Brother Wuji said that when he practiced "The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth", he breathed a sigh of relief. When he reached the seventh floor, he found that the formula on the seventh floor was wrong. He thought it was because the founder of "The Great Movement of the Universe" was not skilled enough, so he could only train to the sixth floor, and the formula on the seventh floor was the founder. People imagine it out of thin air.”

Zhang Wuji said blankly, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Zhao Min's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said in a cold voice, "I'm afraid the seventh-level formula is not invented by the original author's lack of skill, but the formula used by the original author to reincarnate in the future! When brother Wuji cultivates the seventh-level formula When you said the formula, your soul lurked in. However, Brother Wuji’s magic is unparalleled in the world, and you never found a chance to start. Until the lion slaughtering conference, Brother Wuji was forced to go crazy, you took advantage of the emptiness to enter…”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the field changed color, and Song Qingshu's mind quickly turned: So it is, so all the anomalies can be explained, why the gentle and honest Zhang Wuji has changed so much, and why Zhang Wuji, who is excellent in martial arts, is taken advantage of by others ...

"Hahahahahaha~" Zhang Wuji suddenly burst out laughing wildly, "Although I know you're very smart, I didn't expect you to be so smart. Just from such a little clue, the truth is restored."

Hearing his confession, Zhou Zhiruo had mixed feelings in her heart, and subconsciously grasped the long whip around her waist.

A trace of inexplicable sadness flashed in Zhao Min's eyes, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"The light is generally pure, and it is always happy and silent, without any curse.

He is happy and has no troubles, but if there is suffering, there is no good.

Always in the light of happiness, Ruoyan is sick and has no good.

If you can live in that country, you will have no worries.

All the adornments are pure, and all evils are impure;

The happiness is full of Changkuantai, and there is nothing to say about the mausoleum. "

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hands, his lips moved slightly, and he recited a paragraph of words that seemed to be a poem but not a poem, and a kind of text that was not a poem. A layer of solemnity gradually appeared on his face, and the air behind him became blurred, as if forming a sacred path. The aperture of the light, and the tone became very ethereal: "I am the ruler of the kingdom of light, and the world calls me Mingzun."

"Ming Zun?" Zhao Min was stunned, "You are the founder of Ming Cult?!!!"

"That's right." Zhang Wuji nodded, "I devoted my whole life to introducing the dualism of good and evil to the world and creating a bright and blissful world, but it's a pity that life is too short... When I learned that the deadline was approaching, I created it. "The Great Movement of Heaven and Earth" came out and passed it on to the successive leaders of the Ming sect. As long as someone can train to the seventh floor, his physical strength can accommodate my surging soul power, and this seat can take the opportunity to reincarnate."

"I just didn't expect that nearly a thousand years have passed. There are so many amazing people in the Ming Sect, and no one can break through the sixth floor. You, the former leader of the Ming Sect in the Central Plains, Yang Dingtian, who is the world's leader, has only cultivated to the first level. On the fourth floor, he went into flames and died."

"Huangtian pays off, there is finally a young man in Middle-earth who has reached the seventh floor of the Great Movement of the Universe.

I waited until the day when the light returned, hahahaha... This is really a perfect body, with yang energy in the body, which is a bit better than my body back then. "

Zhao Min's silver teeth were about to shatter, and she asked, "What about the soul of my brother Wuji?"

Zhou Zhiruo also had a gloomy face, glaring at the other party.

"Naturally, it was merged by this seat." Zhang Wuji smiled, "It took a lot of work for this seat to digest this powerful soul. It wasn't until a few days ago that this seat completely integrated him. Now that I want to come, I want to It's not that he went into trouble at the beginning, leaving a flaw in his heart, and it's really uncertain who will die."

"I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Min said through gritted teeth.

"Kill me?" Zhang Wuji seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, "Why do you want to kill me? Although I am Mingzun, I am also Zhang Wuji! Our bodies are exactly the same, and I still have most of his memories. , Compared with your brother Wuji, I only have more memories of Mingzun."

"You're not him, it's not him." Zhao Min shook his head in despair. Brother Wuji would never forget his promise to thrush her eyebrows. Although the person in front of him is not much different from Zhang Wuji in appearance, memory, and martial arts, She knew in her heart that the real Zhang Wuji was already dead, or that his soul was swallowed up by this Ming Zun...

Zhang Wuji looked at the west, his eyes suddenly became deep and distant: "Over the years, the priests of the Persian archbishop have been praying to the icon of this seat, begging this seat to perform miracles and help them defeat the devils that came from the Mongolian grasslands. "

"For thousands of years, thanks to the power of their beliefs, the soul of this seat has been immortal, so as soon as this seat succeeded, he began to plan to deal with Mongolia, intending to help these disciples and grandchildren. Smart, and can't find my flaws."

Zhao Min said coldly: "If you want people to not know, you have to do it yourself."

Zhang Wuji smiled: "What if you know about it?"

Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo took a step back in unison: "Do you want to kill people?"

"That's not necessary," Zhang Wuji smiled slightly, "Both of you are rare beauties in the world. This seat has been lonely for thousands of years, and there is always someone to serve. It's a pity that the saint of this religion is far away from the chief teacher of Persia. If you are thirsty, this seat will promote you to be the saint next to this seat."

Hearing what he meant, the two women couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry: "It's just wishful thinking!"

"Aren't you all in love with the owner of this body? This seat is exactly the same as him in terms of body and memory. Why are you resisting so much?" Zhang Wuji asked suspiciously.

"Bah!" Zhao Min spat fiercely, "Because your hearts are different!"

Zhang Wuji didn't take it seriously: "Since the good words persuade you not to listen, then don't blame me for being strong. A lowly woman from the Mongolian steppe, I am going to concoct you into the lowest slave, so that your clan can see you. The most lewd and mean side..."

Song Qingshu was still in shock, but when he heard Zhang Wuji's words, he couldn't help but feel happy: this Mingzun saw that his people were bullied by Mongolia, and couldn't help but take Zhao Min to vent his anger...

Thinking of the honorable county master being transferred, taught to be a slave... Song Qingshu shuddered, the picture was so beautiful, and the nose bleeds when he thought about it.

Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously stood in front of Zhao Min and said with hatred: "You are so smart on weekdays, why are you so stupid today? Since you want to expose him, why don't you bring those masters of yours? Go away, I'll help first. Hold him for a while."

Zhao Min was startled: "Why did you save me?" She knew that Zhou Zhiruo always wanted to get rid of her, but she never expected that she would stand in front of her.

"If someone else wanted to kill you, I wouldn't bother to care about you, but he couldn't, he killed brother Wuji." Zhou Zhiruo looked at Mingzun not far away coldly.

Although Zhou Zhiruo decided that Huijian would cut the silk of love, but the emotion is something that can be forgotten all at once, not to mention that she just learned that the real Zhang Wuji had died unexpectedly, and she subconsciously moved to take revenge for him.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to kill him to avenge Brother Wuji." Zhao Min shook his head stubbornly and drew a short sword from his waist.

Zhou Zhiruo said angrily: "With the terrifying aura on his body, even if you and I join forces, we will definitely not be his opponent. If we are both trapped here, who will spread the news? Who will avenge Brother Wuji?"

Seeing that Zhao Min was still hesitating, Zhou Zhiruo said quickly: "He is full of hatred for Mongolia, if you fall into his hands, you will definitely not end well. I am different, I still have value for him, and he will not hurt me for the time being. After you escape, assemble your masters to kill him... By the way, you should inform my husband by the way, with his martial arts, he should be able to help you."

"Who is your husband?" Zhao Min was stunned, but did not respond for a while.

"Song Qingshu!" Zhou Zhiruo replied while watching Zhang Wuji, who was not far away, suddenly attack.

Zhao Min rolled her eyes and said with a small smile, "You better wait and talk to him yourself."

"What?" Zhou Zhiruo was confused.

"Have you two been murmuring enough?" Zhang Wuji chuckled lightly, "What a great sister, I don't think you need to fight anymore, neither of you will be able to leave tonight."

"That's not necessarily!" A clear male voice came from a distance, and a figure slowly walked over.

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