"Who?" Chu Xunyu instinctively felt something was wrong, and turned his head to shout at the corner of the wall. The other three people heard Chu Xunyu's shouting, and quickly turned their heads to look at it. They happened to see a blood-red eye in the crack of the wall, and they all took a breath of air conditioning.

Chu Xunyu was holding a long sword in his hand and pointed to the corner of the wall, and was about to prepare for a fierce battle. Suddenly, a muffled sound in the corner of his eyes actually opened a secret door, as if someone had walked out, which was quite surprising. Everyone looked carefully and found that the Shi Mo family came with the two people from Baizhang Valley.

However, the three people in front of him had become unrecognizable, and their bodies were covered with mottled wounds. I just saw the blood-red eye, which was actually Mo Cheng's eyes. Because of the wound on his forehead, blood slowly flowed down his eyebrows. It was only then that he realized that he was also in the Nascent Soul stage cultivation.

The three of Mocheng held up the torches and saw Chu Xunyu and the other four standing here, their expressions were obviously stunned. The atmosphere between the two sides became awkward, and they didn't know what to say, so they just stared blankly for a while.

After a while, Chu Xunyu broke the silence first and said a little embarrassedly: "It turns out to be a fellow Taoist in Mocheng, it's been a long time since I saw you." As soon as you said this, you couldn't help but feel a little regretful. What you said felt like you hadn't seen you for many years and had an old friend who was inviting you to dinner.

The crutches in Mocheng are also incomplete. It seems that they have experienced some extraordinary things just now. He looked at the few people for a long time before he found out that these people should be the people he met when he first came to Mount Tai a few days ago. He replied with a hug in a little hoarse voice: "It turned out to be a few people, but I didn't expect to meet them here."

"What are you doing here?" A disciple from Baizhanggu next to Mocheng asked coldly, his tone was obviously unhappy. At this time, his black mask had long been gone. He was a young male disciple with the cultivation level of the Golden Pill stage, and blood was faintly oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"This..." Mu Yuan said quickly, "Because we have a karma with Liu Quanyujun, we tried every means to find this place, hoping to get it over."

"Yes, I think you are looking for something." Another male disciple from Baizhang Valley was also very cold, but his cultivation level was slightly higher. It seemed that it would not take long to break the pill and become a baby.

The crazy beggar immediately became excited when he heard this. The reason why he was always interested was that he hoped that there would be some "treasure" left by Liu Quanyujun. When he heard them say this, he clearly knew something. He immediately asked excitedly: "What are you looking for?"

When the male disciple saw the crazy beggar's expression, his nose suddenly became pissed and said angrily: "Okay, we have been tired after working hard outside for a long time, but we have all made wedding dresses for others. You guys are so embarrassed."

"Calm down, Chang Hao." Mo Cheng turned around and drank him, turned to Chu Xunyu and the others and said, "Sorry, in the Mo family, Mo Cheng, Chang Hao came here with two junior nephews of Baizhanggu, Chang Hao, because the master's sect has his life and has not yet asked for advice..."

"Chu Xunyu."

"Li Yuan."

"Wang Chen."

"There are no people in the world."

"Huh?" Chu Xunyu and the other two reported their pseudonyms, but the crazy beggar did not hesitate. The three of them were stunned when they heard it. Of course, the three of them on the opposite side were also stunned.

"You are the scattered people of this generation?" Mo Cheng seemed to be unable to believe it.

"It's just down." The crazy beggar sniffed, "What? Don't I look like?"

"Where, where." Mo Cheng smiled awkwardly, "Looking at your innovative style and unique style, it is indeed a world-class style."

"Thank you, too..." The crazy beggar subconsciously thanked casually, and suddenly remembered that this was not praising himself, it was clearly a harm to others, and his expression suddenly stopped.

"Hahahaha..." Mu Yuan couldn't help it anymore and laughed aside.

"Why are you laughing at, little bald donkey!" When the crazy beggar heard Mu Yuan's laughter, he was furious. How could he make him laugh at him?

"Okay, okay." Chu Xunyu was amused when he heard it. Unexpectedly, although this Mocheng looked rough, it was also thick and thin, so he said to Mocheng, "Fellow Daoist Mocheng, we are here this time, and we are not for anything else. We just want to ask for an explanation for the cause and effect of that year. I hope to forgive me."

"Cause and effect?" Chang Tian beside him looked disdainful when he heard this, "Liu Quanyujun has been ascended for many years. What can I say here? I think you are not in the bar."

"Haha, indeed." Chu Xunyu did not shy away, "We came here to find the truth about that year, and hoped to return it..."

"What?" Before Chu Xunyu finished speaking, he saw the faces of the three men in Mo Cheng change. Chang Hao could no longer hold back and said to Mo Cheng in anger, "Uncle Master, they all know."

"What do you know?" Chu Xunyu and the other two were confused.

"What do you know?" Chang Hao looked mocking, "What else can you know? Didn't you tell me everything just now? It's for the 'truth'."

"Yes, I'm for the 'truth'." Chu Xunyu nodded in shock.

"Sorry." Mo Cheng said calmly, "'Truth' is an order from our master. No one is allowed to interfere. It is something inside our sect. I hope you all forgive me."

"Ah?" Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that what was being said on both sides was not the same thing, so he quickly interrupted, "I'm talking to everyone, you've made a mistake. Our affairs have almost nothing to do with your Mo family. How could you let your master intervene?"

"Nonsense... cough... cough..." Chang Hao coughed up a mouthful of blood. It seemed that he was seriously injured. "This is our business. Don't tell me earlier. You must have come in because of the greed. The 'truth' is not what you imagined. You should go back soon."

"You are not injured slightly. I can help you see how to deal with your injuries first. Let's talk about it." Chu Xunyu saw that Chang Hao was not like a murderous and vicious person, so he quickly reached out to help him. It seemed that his doctor's nature was exposed again.

"No." Chang Hao refused directly and looked back at Mo Cheng, "Uncle Master, let them go, our affairs are not over yet."

Mo Cheng was also covered in scars. Just as he was about to speak, a crazy beggar next to him slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Wait, I understand, the 'truth' you said is not the one from that time... Does it really exist?"

"Hmph, I just realized that you really pretended to be confused because you understood." Chang Tian sneered and mocked him.

"What?" Chu Xunyu looked back at the crazy beggar with a sudden enlightenment. Mu Yuan was particularly puzzled, "What do you know?"

"Didn't it..." Chu Xunyu suddenly remembered what had been recorded in the classics at home. He was stunned for a while on the spot, looked up at the room full of institutions, and said in a half-believing tone, "Is it that 'truth'? It really exists?"

"What are you talking about?" Mu Yuan was really confused after hearing it for a long time.

"It is Gongshu's 'truth', not our truth." Chu Xunyu finally understood why the Mo family was involved. It turned out that the so-called "truth" really had nothing to do with him, but was closely related to the Mo family.

The "truth" mentioned here is actually not about the truth of a certain thing, but about something. To be precise, it is a mechanism and magic weapon created by Gongshu Mo Nan back then, and the name is "truth". There are detailed records in the classics of the Yaowang Mansion, so Chu Xunyu immediately remembered that this thing is not an ordinary existence, and it does not require any unnecessary mechanism to protect it, because it itself is an extremely frightening mechanism.

Gongshu Monan's works are all kinds of strange things. They used to be familiar with each other at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, so there is no need to say more. The "truth" of his work cannot be ignored, because it was once a story that was widely circulated in the world.

According to legend, Gongshu is famous all over the world not because he is within the Gongshu family, but because of his genius wisdom in the war of kings in the world. This "truth" was created at that time. At that time, heroes in the world were competing for the war, and wars continued. Therefore, torture of captured prisoners is common. Once the other party's intelligence is obtained, an overwhelming war is likely to be rewritten. Therefore, the transformation of torture instruments for torture has gradually developed abnormally.

The war in the mortal world will definitely involve the cultivation world, and there must be mortals and cultivators. The cultivation of cultivators is naturally high and low, so it is a very troublesome job to let them speak out the truth. At this time, Gongshu Monan once again used his genius wisdom and was always looking for a method or torture tool that could make people tell the truth without any difference, so he understood a mechanism and magic weapon named "truth".

It is said that no one can escape its control. As long as you take action, everyone will honestly tell the truth of the matter. In this world, there are some things that are better not to say, because in life, even if you are a civilian or a strong man in the world, you will definitely be unable to give up some things and will have "bonds". It is precisely these things that can be taken and cannot let go, which makes people feel that they want to know the truth and are afraid to face the truth.

Therefore, life is suffering and life is sad, and some things cannot be answered. The birth of the "truth" makes everything without secrets. Within a certain range of influence, everyone will reveal the truth without reservation, and then they will truly hurt others. The most terrifying weapon in the world is the disaster of beauty, and the most hurtful thing in the world is the truth. When the things in everyone's heart that are least willing to know the answer appear, the truth is often the most painful and helpless moment. Therefore, the existence of the "truth" is itself a mistake.
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