I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

Bai Wenzhen squatted down, looked directly at the remnant soul, and recounted what had just happened.

The remnant soul seemed quite surprised after hearing this:

"How could this happen? I don't remember anything that just happened."

Chen Tian asked in confusion:

"Who are you? And where is this place?"

The remnant soul looked at Chen Tian and pondered for a long time, then seemed to remember something:

"I am the eldest disciple of the Jindan Sect. Others call me Big Brother. This is the secret realm of the Jindan Sect that I created.

But why did I create this secret realm?"

Having said this, the remnant soul suddenly showed a look of pain, and the hands covering his head trembled constantly, obviously experiencing great pain.

Fortunately, the pain was not in vain. As the residual soul gradually recalled fragmented memories, the team members also sorted out the past and all the context here in their minds.

original:

This remnant soul was originally the eldest disciple of the Jindan Sect, also known as the eldest senior brother of the Jindan Sect by everyone, and his name was Mo Wufeng.

In ancient times, the Jindan Sect had already begun to decline. This is actually the fate of all sects. After all, with the arrival of the Dharma Ending Age, all sects will decline, and only the Taoist tradition will continue in the secular world, and there will be no more extraordinary power.

But the Jindan Sect didn't believe it and chose to take an unusual path. They used a special secret method from the ancient times of the Jindan Sect to trap the dragon vein in a secret realm, trying to use the power of the dragon vein to continue the fate of the Jindan Sect.

However, those who go against the will of heaven will eventually be punished by heaven. When the head of the Jindan sect tried to use the power of the dragon vein to break through himself and revive the glory of the sect, he fell into madness and became possessed!

Afterwards, the head of the Jindan Sect slaughtered all the people in the sect with his own hands. When he woke up at the last moment, he was filled with remorse and chose to commit suicide in front of Cao Guojiu's statue!

The eldest disciple Mo Wufeng, who was in seclusion in the secret realm at that time, luckily escaped the disaster.

When he came out of retreat again, he found that all the people in the sect had died tragically. Mo Wufeng thought that there were evil people behind the scenes, but after some investigation, he was shocked to find that all this was the result of the Jindan Sect going against the will of heaven and reaping the consequences.

The most respected master actually ruined the future of the Jindan sect with his own hands!

No one in the sect, whether disciples or Mo Wufeng's beloved junior sister, could escape the disaster...

When Mo Wufeng was immersed in endless grief and wanted to bury his master, his sister and many disciples, he was shocked to find that his hands could not touch any entity.

At that moment, Mo Wufeng suddenly realized that he did not break out of seclusion at the critical moment of his retreat, and he was not the only survivor in the sect.

It turned out that he was also punished by heaven. During his retreat, a bolt of lightning mercilessly took his life.

If it weren't for the protection of the dragon vein power in the secret realm, his remaining soul would have long since dissipated between heaven and earth.

This series of blows plunged Mo Wufeng's remaining soul into deep confusion and madness. Because of his obsession, he rebuilt the secret realm of the sect, but also imprisoned himself here forever.

In this illusory world, he seemed to see his master teaching and imparting knowledge every day, his disciples busy running around, and his junior sisters surrounding him and asking him questions.

However, in the blink of an eye, everything turned into a tragic scene with corpses and blood all over the ground.

In this endless pain and torture, Mo Wufeng completely turned into a madman, wandering in this secret realm all day long, imprisoned in the circle, unable to extricate himself.

The power emitted by the dragon vein trapped in the secret realm has been permeating the Dunhuang murals for many years, and after the end of the Anti-Japanese War, the murals have gradually evolved into a unique world.

The Japanese Yin-Yang master accidentally discovered the secret realm of the Jindan Sect during the Anti-Japanese War, but was unable to enter. After his death, his ghost lingered and found that although he could not directly enter the secret realm, the world of murals in Mogao Grottoes opened a window for him.

So, he occupied the mural world and tried to enter the secret realm of Jindan carefully. However, he knew the horror of this place, so he only dared to hide in the toilet at the foot of the mountain...

After hearing the whole story, the team members were filled with emotion.

Even though more than a hundred years have passed, this past event still makes people feel heavy and sad.

When Mo Wufeng recalled all this, tears and laughter mixed together.

He didn't know whether he was laughing at his past ignorance and self-deception, or lamenting that he was now just a remnant soul, but he still refused to accept the reality.

Bai Wenzheng sighed softly, then spoke slowly:

“Senior Mo, it is now a hundred years later in the outside world, and the past cannot be changed.

But the dragon vein is of vital importance to the country and cannot be confined to this secret place forever. The rise and fall of the people and the mountains and rivers are closely related to it. "

Mo Wufeng was brought back to reality by Bai Wenzheng's words. He looked at Bai Wenzheng, then glanced at the team members behind him:

“I’m so sorry, as a senior, I failed to leave any blessings for the juniors, and almost hurt you.

I advised my master about the dragon veins a hundred years ago, but he did not listen.

The dragon vein should not be monopolized by anyone. If Master could understand this principle at that time, perhaps the current Jindan Sect could still occupy a place in the future..."

At this point, Mo Wufeng changed the subject and asked curiously:

"Who are you? Which sect do you belong to?"

Chen Tian bowed respectfully to Mo Wufeng:

“Senior, I was originally a disciple of the Wudang Sect, but now the sect has declined and the authentic inheritance has been cut off.

Now I am a member of the 788nd Operation Team of the Exploration Team. Our mission is to protect the destiny of China, and the dragon vein is the core of the destiny. "

"788 Exploration Team?" Mo Wufeng was obviously unfamiliar with this name.

His thoughts are still stuck in ancient times and he knows nothing about this modern organization.

The team members patiently explained it to him, and Mo Wufeng couldn't help but be surprised:

"The chief you are talking about is the leader behind you? Is it similar to the leader of our ancient sects?"

Bai Wenzheng thought for a moment and nodded:

“That’s roughly what it means, but it’s not completely equivalent to the concept of a sect.

The ancient sects once shouldered the heavy responsibility of governing the world, but now most of them have retreated to the mountains and only seek to protect themselves.

Under the leadership of our leader, we have become the last line of defense to protect China.

So, senior, we must take away the dragon vein and return it to its original position. This is the most important thing for future generations."

Mo Wufeng nodded gently, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

All the memories of the past reappeared before his eyes, and the unforgettable pain had never diminished with the passage of time.

However, after regaining consciousness, Mo Wufeng knew that what these younger generations were doing was correct.

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They are trying to complete the task that I failed to complete back then. If I could have persisted a little longer, maybe Master would have listened to my advice, and maybe I wouldn't have ended up like this.

Today, the Jindan Sect has completely disappeared, and even the Taoist tradition in the secular world has not been left. This makes people in later generations know nothing about the history of the Jindan Sect.

He was the only witness left to all this.

"Come with me," Mo Wufeng said softly, "The dragon vein is deep in the secret realm..."

"Just follow me, the dragon vein is hidden deep in the secret realm..." Mo Wufeng's words made the team members feel relieved, and they were secretly glad that this senior was reasonable, otherwise things might really be tricky.

Under the guidance of Mo Wufeng, they came to a lake. Facing the puzzled eyes of the team members, Mo Wufeng made a strange hand seal with his hands and then stomped his feet.

"Boom!" The calm lake surface suddenly churned, and then a giant dragon broke out of the water and soared into the sky.

The team members stared in amazement at the giant dragon soaring in the sky. Mo Wufeng slowly explained, "In this secret realm, I made some changes so that the dragon vein can appear in the form of a dragon. It is also because of this that my remaining soul can meet you in its physical form."

After saying this, Mo Wufeng shook his wrist, and the iron chain on the dragon broke. The dragon roared excitedly after regaining its freedom. As Mo Wufeng's handprints changed, the dragon's body gradually shrank, and finally turned into a thin force that coiled in Mo Wufeng's palm.

The team members were once again shocked by Mo Wufeng's strength. Such means were simply amazing. They were glad that Mo Wufeng had lost his mind at the time and could not use magic, otherwise they might not even have the chance to get close.

Mo Wufeng looked around, and his eyes finally fell on Ah Jing's wrist: "This power is the dragon vein. If you put it back to its original place, the dragon vein will reappear. But if you take it out, without a carrier, this power will dissipate."

He walked up to Ajing and said, "There is a powerful force contained in your bracelet that can keep the dragon vein's aura from dissipating..." As he spoke, Mo Wufeng injected this power into Ajing's copper coin bracelet.

On Ajing's wrist, several copper coins vibrated violently. With the emergence of a gentle and powerful force, they finally stabilized. Ajing understood that this power was left in the bracelet by the leader. She didn't expect that this power would be so strong that it could stabilize the breath of the dragon vein.

At this time, Mo Wufeng looked at his team members, with a trace of sadness and melancholy in his eyes: "Youngsters, this is all I can do to help you..." He sat alone in front of the stone tablet, looking at this once familiar place, feeling deeply moved.

"This is the secret realm of the Jindan Sect. It was once so glorious. At that time, it was bustling with people, and all the disciples were proud to become inner disciples and enter the secret realm to practice. Who would have thought that with the passage of time, the Jindan Sect has become a thing of the past. Now only a remnant of my soul is left, lingering here."

"After you take away the dragon vein, this secret realm will lose its supporting power. When the secret realm dissipates, my remaining soul will also perish with it. For the past hundred years, I have spent my time in the secret realm in a daze. Without you, I might have continued like this..." Mo Wufeng's words were full of helplessness and gratitude.

Chen Tian couldn't bear it after hearing this: "Senior, although our sect has disappeared, we have seen your strength with our own eyes. Are you willing to perish here?"

He continued, "Now is the Dharma Ending Age, there are few practitioners, and all sects are in seclusion. If the leader had not formed the 788 Exploration Team, China would have faced many more storms. You are a senior and powerful, are you really willing to do this?"

Mo Wufeng looked at Chen Tian deeply for a few times and sighed: "Young man, hundreds of years have passed since my time. The Jindan Sect has perished, and the person I was obsessed with has already reincarnated. There is not much left of my soul. This is my fate and I cannot escape it."

Chen Tian was unwilling to give up: "Senior, forgive me for being blunt, I don't think this matter is hopeless."

As a disciple of the current sect, he felt a sense of mutual respect for Mo Wufeng. He clasped his hands together and said firmly: "Senior, the demise of the Jindan Sect is irreversible, but this does not mean that you cannot revive it in the future. You are the last disciple of the Jindan Sect, so shouldn't you shoulder the responsibility of the sect? Even if you don't rebuild the sect, you can't let the inheritance of the Jindan Sect disappear, right?"

Chen Tian's words made Mo Wufeng a little shaken. At this time, Bai Wenzheng, who had been silent, spoke up: "Senior, if you are really willing, maybe we can take you to see the chief. In this Dharma Ending Age, if the chief says there is no way, then fate cannot be changed. But if the chief says there is a way, it can naturally be solved. Maybe it's worth a try?"

Mo Wufeng's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this: "How is this possible? You said it yourself, this is the Dharma Ending Age, how could anyone master the art of resurrection? Even in the Dharma Orthodox Age, the so-called resurrection is nothing more than borrowing a corpse to revive, and there are very few who succeed. Is this leader you are talking about really that powerful?"

Chen Tian shrugged: "To be honest, we don't know either. But this is at least a hope, and it also gives you another choice."

These words stirred up waves in Mo Wufeng's heart. He had already accepted his fate and was ready to disappear with the demise of the secret realm. But now, the words of these younger generations gave him new hope and rekindled his desire for life.

The Jindan Sect was destroyed overnight, and the outside world might not know what happened. But if there was a chance for the Jindan Sect to leave a trace in the future, even if it was just a trace of inheritance, he would try his best.

As the last heir of the Jindan Sect, even though Mo Wufeng was only a remnant of his soul, he still held the hope of continuing the sect's incense. Faced with the choice of life and death, who could give up easily? He stood up resolutely and saluted the team members with his fists clasped together. The team members hurriedly returned the salute, and even the big black dog bowed its head symbolically.

"If you can help me regain my new life, you will be the great benefactors of our Jindan Sect. I am not afraid of death, after all, I have been dead for a long time. But if there really is a chance for me to continue to stay, even if it is only for a short time, so that I can pass on the Jindan Sect's unique skills, I will be worthy of the identity of the eldest disciple. At that time, I will be able to face my master and fellow disciples with peace of mind." Mo Wufeng's words were full of emotion.

The team members looked at each other and nodded. They were willing to help this senior, not only because of his strong strength, but also because he was a talent that Zhao Qi of Kunlun Military Region urgently needed. If Zhao Qi could really find a way to keep this senior, it would undoubtedly be a powerful help to the military region.