The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 272 Mitian Zhongdao's memory takes over Zhen Yunzi? Wan Zhaohua?
In an instant, the interior of the mountain covered by layers of white fog underwent shocking changes.

First, Wan Zhaohua easily caught Wang Dehai's angry attack.

Even in the white fog, it can isolate and weaken the connection between the warrior and the world.

But even without the help of the power of heaven and earth, the power of the Yangshen Realm Grandmaster himself is extremely terrifying.

And Wan Zhaohua was able to catch it so easily that Yu Jiaolong found it incredible.

What happened next made Yu Jiaolong's brain go blank. Wan Zhenhai suddenly attacked Wang Zhengde and pierced through his chest. He teamed up with Wan Zhaohua to kill Wang Zhengde!

Although Yu Jiaolong did not have a good impression of Wang Zhengde, the other party was at least temporarily in the same camp with her. He did not understand why Wan Zhenhai did this.

"Uncle, are you also a member of Black Water Abyss?!"

Wan Zhenhai withdrew his hand indifferently without saying a word, but the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.

Wan Zhaohua casually threw Wang Zhengde's body aside, and after turning his gaze to Yu Jiaolong, his indifferent eyes softened again.

"Little sister, you are wrong this time. The emperor's uncle is not a member of my Black Water Abyss. He just made a deal with me."

"Why!"

Yu Jiaolong was in disbelief when she heard this, and Old Man Mo, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

"Why? What else could it be? The title of King of Yue is enough!"

Yu Jiaolong was suddenly startled. Old Man Mo looked at the two people in the distance and continued speaking.

"Fang Xun has guessed it right again this time. Wan Zhaohua has now been confirmed to be the devil of the Forgetful Way. As long as you die again, no one in the lineage of the King of Yue will be qualified to inherit the throne!"

After that, Old Man Mo didn't explain any further, but Yu Jiaolong immediately understood the whole story and felt a chill in her heart.

"Uncle, is this true?"

When there is no one in a certain branch of a vassal king who is qualified to inherit the throne, the Royal Family's Clan Office will select a suitable candidate from other branches to inherit the throne.

So what kind of person is suitable?

In Fang Xun's opinion, Wan Zhenhai is a perfect fit.

As the Grand Master of Yangshen and a highly respected elder within the royal family, he is the most suitable candidate in terms of both strength and qualifications!

Wan Zhenhai just remained silent. Wan Zhaohua looked at Yu Jiaolong lovingly and sighed with a sad expression.

"Little sister, little sister, I really didn't want to end up like this. Five days ago, after Fang Xun came to assassinate me, the emperor's uncle came to me and threatened my life to make this deal.

In the end, only you are left. As long as you die, there will be no more obstacles on the road to success!"

There was an indescribable sigh on his face, but the look he gave Yu Jiaolong was gentle yet filled with ruthless murderous intent!
The martial arts of the Way of Forgetting Love emphasizes being ruthless and free from all desires, and cutting off all emotions.

Wan Zhaohua was extremely determined to kill Yu Jiaolong, but the affection for her was real.

With the deaths of his father, mother, uncles, elder brother, and son one by one, and the fact that he had just killed his master with his own hands, the constraints in his heart became less and less, and his skills gradually improved.

But to achieve perfection, there is still one last obstacle - Yu Jiaolong!

Killing Jade Jiaolong will be the real perfection!

After Yu Jiaolong figured it all out, her expression suddenly became ferocious: "You are no longer my second brother, who are you?"

Even if she was slow-witted, she realized that Wan Zhaohua had definitely become like this not only because of his practice of the Forget Love Dao technique, but he also had superb skills.

Moreover, after setting up the altar and the terrain, he can confront Grand Master Yangshen head-on.

If the martial arts of Wangqing Dao are really so awesome, then what is the place for other sects or forces in the world?
Wan Zhaohua's eyes flashed with sorrow as he said, "Little sister, I really am your second brother."

At this time, Wan Zhenhai finally couldn't help but speak coldly: "Alright, old monster, everyone knows what kind of person you are. Who are you pretending to be?"

"Old monster?" Old Man Mo's eyes narrowed, "You are not Wan Zhaohua!" Wan Zhenhai said calmly, "No, he is indeed Wan Zhaohua, but he is also Zhen Yunzi of Wangqing Dao. I believe you are not unfamiliar with the name Zhen Yunzi, Brother Mo?"

Yu Jiaolong was confused and was still thinking about who Zhen Yunzi was, but Old Man Mo was horrified and denied it reflexively.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He looked at Wan Zhaohua with eyes full of disbelief.

"Zhen Yunzi was the headmaster of Wangqing Dao more than 400 years ago. He was hunted down for ten days and ten nights by Qingshan Shenquan, who was number one on the Heavenly Ranking at the time, and his bones were turned into ashes.

Even if he faked his own death and escaped, he couldn't have survived four hundred years to this day!"

Yu Jiaolong also had a look of disbelief on her face. Four hundred years ago, the spiritual power had not yet revived, there was no hope for Zhenwu, and the Yang God only had a lifespan of three hundred years. There was no such thing as reincarnation or possession of another body.

How could Zhen Yunzi live to this day and become her second brother Wan Zhaohua?

Wan Zhaohua looked at Wan Zhenhai coldly at this time: "Uncle, you've said too much!"

Wan Zhenhai ignored him and continued talking to himself.

"Zhen Yunzi did die back then, but if his memories were transferred intact to another person, covering that person's emotions, do you think that person can still be considered Zhen Yunzi?"

Yu Jiaolong was shocked to the extreme and took three steps back in shock. Old Man Mo even screamed in shock.

“No wonder Wan Zhaohua hadn’t shown any signs of abnormality before, and only showed signs of abnormality after the incident in the palace in the past three months!

It is the "Mi Tian Zhong Dao Jue" of Wang Qing Dao. Wan Zhaohua's birth date, physique, and divine nature are all perfectly consistent with Zhen Yunzi's fate!

The people of Wangqing Dao had secretly planted the Dao seed of Zhen Yunzi in him a long time ago, and it was only recently that the memory of Zhen Yunzi was awakened and completely covered his own mind.

If he swallows the true pill that was condensed from his previous power, his strength will be able to catch up with Zhen Yunzi's peak in a short period of time!"

Yu Jiaolong was also horrified after hearing this.

Although she didn't know what "Mi Tian Zhong Dao Jue" was, she could understand that her second brother's original personality had been completely covered by Zhen Yunzi's personality!

Although the person is still the same person, the memories and emotions have become those of another person.

There is no such thing as reincarnation in martial arts in this world, nor does the phenomenon of soul possession exist.

But this was the first time she had heard of a method of continuing one's existence by simply transferring memories to another person!
Yu Jiaolong didn't know whether this alternative type of memory possession could be considered as possession.

She also didn't know whether she should call her second brother Wan Zhaohua or Zhen Yunzi.

“It’s just that this “Mi Tian Zhong Dao Jue” still has some flaws. Although Zhen Yunzi replaced Wan Zhaohua’s personality and swallowed the Zhendan, his obsession and emotions are still there.

Haha, Wan Zhaohua's obsession is the throne of the King of Yue, as well as his teachers, brothers, sisters and other close relatives. If he can completely cut off this last bit of family affection, he will be able to break through Yang on the spot."

"That's enough! Wan Zhenhai, you talk too much!"

Suddenly Wan Zhaohua interrupted Wan Zhenhai with a loud shout, his eyes full of struggle and hesitation, but the murderous intent had already reached its limit!
"Little sister, if I kill you, I will no longer have anything to worry about on my way to seek the truth. Please help me!"

boom--

But seeing the white mist sweeping violently, with the endless power of the earth veins blessing through the altar, Wan Zhaohua's momentum soared again, and he slapped out with a loud bang.

There was tenderness in his eyes, but his attacks were extremely firm and ruthless, without any hesitation.

"Retreat quickly!"

When Old Man Mo saw that the other party actually attacked directly, he immediately shouted and turned and ran away with Yu Jiaolong who was still in a daze.

But soon he saw that the opponent's palm was not aimed at Yu Jiaolong, but at Wan Zhenhai who was nearby!
boom--

(End of this chapter)