King Solomon's Road to Righteousness[Comprehensive]

A master has three command spells.Xue Jian used the first command spell to force Wuxiang to stay and realize his wish, and then used the second command spell to restrain the heroic spirit from harming his fellow disciples.

"You are the only disciple left, and the sect will naturally be inherited by you. Isn't that great?"

"A sect with only me is no different from being abolished. What I need is the power of the sect, not a pompous title."

The young master brought the effect of the Command Seal to the extreme, and cleverly suppressed the heroic spirit's desire to be lazy.Wuxiang had no other choice but to stay obediently and turn his mind, trying his best to push this annoying Master to the position of his original chief disciple.

"That's it."

On the night when Xue Jian recaptured everything that belonged to him, Wu Xiang stood in front of his master against the moonlight, and a dying man lay at his feet, with blood dripping from the sword in his hand.

"This person can be regarded as your fellow sect. According to the command spell, I can't attack him."

"Well, it's enough to do this."

At that time, Xue Jian, who had grown a lot taller, responded with a smile.He held the ornaments next to the seat in his hand and played with them for a while, and after a long silence, he turned his gaze again and set his gaze on the person lying on the ground.

The "new" chief disciple squatted down, grabbed the "predecessor" by the chin, and forced him to raise his head.

"do you know?"

Xue Jian said softly: "After death, people will go down to the underworld, and the one in charge of the underworld is the monster Yan Mo."

"Although Yan Mo is absolutely fair and will not make any biased judgments on your persecution of monsters, but..."

He let go of his hand, allowing the man to fall heavily to the ground.

"How her goblins will judge your crime, I cannot tell."

Xue Jian patted his hands, removing the dirt on his hands like dusting.

Wuxiang looked at his master, then at the poor young man, who was lying on the wet and cold ground like a dead fish, his throat rolled, and he died slowly.

He looked up at his master.

"It's not that I haven't seen the Lord of Hades, in other worlds."

Heroic Ling was silent for a while, and took the lead to start a conversation: "Yan Mo's judgment is very fair, and her ghost envoys and judges will never arbitrarily judge themselves. Your statement like this is not appropriate."

"Of course I know they're all just."

"...Then you still..."

"You've been by my side for so long, don't you know, caster?"

Wu Xiang looked at Xue Jian who had grown into a young man and showed him a shallow smile.

"Because they are too fair and will count people's lives, so I want to stop those fellows who hunt monsters for no reason?"

"We can't escape death, and we can't escape Yan Mo's trial, so why don't we behave well when we are alive, and then we can get a better ending after death."

Wu Xiang watched Xue Jian lower his head to check his palm prints, his bangs were long, covering up all the expressions on his face.

"What's wrong with those monsters who live in seclusion in the mountains? They have never come out to harm people, and they have never had the idea of ​​contacting humans... We could have coexisted like this forever, but why did they..."

Xue Jian trembled uncontrollably when he said this, he raised his hand to cover his face, and squeezed out a moan that was almost whimpering from his throat.

Wuxiang stood quietly, without the slightest intention to step forward to comfort him.

He has been with the other party for a long time, and has developed a unique set of coping methods for dealing with his master's emotions that wander on the verge of collapse from time to time.Generally speaking, as long as the other party is allowed to feel sad for a while, he can recover on his own.Wu Xiang is used to watching Xue Jian sing a one-man show, and this time is no exception.

The heroic spirit, who was dressed in a way that didn't fit in with the surrounding antique buildings, just watched Xue Jian and gradually lowered his voice, calmed down a little short of breath, put down his hands, and raised his eyes to look at himself again.

"Hey, caster."

There was a slightly tired look on Xue Jian's face: "Can you stay, you are a heroic spirit, you have the ability to help me realize my ideal."

"Do not."

Just like the scene when they first met, Wu Xiang decisively rejected each other this time.

"I do have the ability to help you, but..."

Wuxiang glanced at the Command Seal on Xue Jian's hand, only a small piece of the twisted red pattern was left like a thorn.

"You are incapable of fulfilling my wish."

Heroic Spirit's voice was very steady, and his expression was also very calm. He just spoke without a tone, and told his master a very realistic matter.

"I didn't respond to the call to fulfill the master's wish. The nature of me and other heroic spirits is different from that of the servants in your memory."

Wuxiang said: "I didn't come to do good deeds for you."

"Your ideals seem to me to be like playing house. What right do you have to interfere with other people's thoughts? It is their own choice to seek their own death. Why do you burden yourself with such a heavy burden for their future. "

Although from Wuxiang's standpoint, he is the least qualified person to say such words, but the situation is different now, he is standing on Xuejian's side now, looking at each other from the perspective of a bystander of ideas.

"Heavy? A heavy burden?"

Xue Jian sneered: "If you want to get something, you have to pay a price. Since they don't have such awareness or awakening, then I will wake them up and use compulsory orders."

Wu Xiang let out a slightly displeased "tsk".

He is still a little puzzled now, why the young man in front of him can inherit the memory he had sowed at the beginning, and then successfully summoned him as a servant.

The two of them are obviously diametrically opposed existences, one is extremely selfish, and the other is boundless in love.If we want to talk about the possible overlap between the two of them, then there is only one point of "perseverance".

"I will eliminate all those who disobey me."

With a wave of Xue Jian's hand, the wide sleeves brought up a strong wind, dragging Wu Xiang out of his thoughts.

"Instead of letting them stay in the world as monsters, it is better to send them to the Hades before their crimes are serious enough. In this way, maybe they will have a better life in the underworld."

"This system, this country, this world needs to be completely cleaned up from top to bottom."

The young man raised his hand violently, revealing the last command spell on the back of his hand.He gave orders to his heroic spirit under his cold eyes:

"Caster, be my sword and help me accomplish my goal until the end."

Following the call sign of the only master in the world, the red pattern turned into an invisible chain, which swam along the causal line between the master and the servant like a snake, and was tightly entangled in the formless body.

While being bound by a deeper command spell, Wu Xiang immediately felt a frightening throbbing in his heart.

The exhaustion of the Command Spell represents the breaking of the line of causality, and Xuejian never gave his followers even the slightest bit of extra magic power. At the lowest level, the source of the offering was suddenly cut off, and the restraint of the Command Seals under the weakness was like the waves at high tide, and it almost suffocated the heroic spirit in just one blow.

Although Wu Xiang has a treasure that can break the contract, but because of his own special spiritual foundation, he never lays hands on himself. In this way, facing the shackles of the master command spell, he can only grit his teeth and suffer. down.

"You will understand me, caster?"

When we first met, Heroic Spirit was half a head taller than his master, but after so many years, the boy who was imprisoned in the firewood has grown into a mature man. The most plain clothes, but the expression on his face has already revealed a bit of the arrogance of the past.

"I'll let you understand me."

The words have already been released, and Xue Jian really did that.With the help of the heroic spirit, he quickly seized the position with the most say in the sect, and then began to mercilessly investigate those who opposed his attitude.

Xuejian's sect is the most powerful and influential sect in the world. As soon as his actions came out, it almost turned the atmosphere of the entire field 180 degrees. Some sects were very unconvinced at first, but It didn't take long before they were forced to accept the new rules under Xue Jian's open negotiation and Wu Xiang's secret test.

All the demon-eliminating forces that were placed outside were further gathered, the punishment system for indiscriminate killing of innocents began to be gradually improved, and the scattered demon-eliminating families also began to follow the trend and change their methods.

Everything seems to be moving in the direction Xue Jian expected, the balance is no longer tilted to the human side, an invisible [-]th parallel has been established between different races, Yin and Yang are completely separated, and no one is killed in the dense forest howling of monsters.

"Look, how nice it is."

Xue Jian threw the scroll onto the table and looked at his servant with a smile.The passage of time did not leave any mark on Wuxiang's body, he was still wearing the same black long gown when he was summoned, and even his waist-length hair hadn't grown any longer.

"Now, do you understand me?"

The Master asked his followers, "Have you seen my determination?"

Wuxiang bowed his head, his eyes swept across the scattered scrolls.

He let his eyes stay on some words for a while, and then raised his head again under Xue Jian's urging.

Some kind of sarcasm from Heroic Spirit flashed past.

Then, he blinked and showed a warm smile to his Master.

"I understand you."