Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 170: Qiu Daxia's Decision
After Qiu Jidan was frightened half to death by Zhang Ze because of the incident in Hancheng, he became obsessed with reading.

I don’t know whether the old swordsman in the sword hall is a congenital teaching saint, or Qiu Jidan still has some humanity, or illusions can really change a person.

After reading all the chicken soups stored in the training hall, he fell into depravity.

But only half of the good has been lost.

Therefore, for a long time afterwards, Qiu Jidan was in an extremely entangled state, feeling that there were two villains fighting in his mind.

The kindhearted hero Qiu told himself that according to the "Guide to Dealing with Evil Demonic Cultivators" written by Jian Zong, people like him would generally not survive more than three days if caught.

So I should turn myself in and end it myself.

But when he points the knife at his chest, he will turn back into his original self.

The evil Master Qiu told himself that what he did was for the great cause of the Hundred Demons Sect and for the future of the human race. A mere sacrifice was nothing. He should not die. He should continue to lurk and wait for an opportunity to act.

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, Qiu Jidan also sought help from other families for guidance, hoping to comfort himself.

But after reading through the other five classics, I still couldn't find the answer.

The Tian Sect, Yaowang Valley, the Beast Taming Sect, and Longhu Mountain all handled the situation in a similar way to the Jian Sect. After thoroughly investigating the matter, they would kill those who should be killed and bury those who should be buried.

Although Buddhism has the concept of enlightenment, Qiu Jidan sadly discovered that he could not convince himself.

He felt that his merits did not outweigh his faults, and he could not let go of his obsession.

Every night when he closed his eyes, all he saw were the innocent people he had killed. When he opened his eyes again, only four words came to his mind.

You deserve to die.

But when he picked up the knife and pointed it at his chest, four words popped into his mind.

I have to live.

If Zhang Ze were here, he would probably find a bed for Qiu Jidan in Xiaolingzi Mental Hospital and prescribe some schizophrenia medication for him.

As for the Sword Sect, Qiu Jidan hadn't done anything bad in the past few months in the Sword Hall. He just read and wrote every day, which was no different from being in jail, so they just let it go for the time being.

Because the Sword Sect also has some little ideas, that is, they want to find the headquarters of the Hundred Demons Sect through Young Master Qiu. Although this attempt has never been successful, they still have to try it when they have the chance.

However, neither the kindhearted Mr. Qiu nor the evil Mr. Qiu knew about these things.

They all thought they were hiding well.

Looking at the information about the Shendan Gang in his hand, Qiu Jidan was struggling between his conscience and his desires. His expression changed from ferocious to kind. He muttered to himself from time to time, and raised and lowered the knife in his hand.

The source of this information was a casual move he made a long time ago, and it had been so long that even he had somewhat forgotten it.

It was a few days before he joined the Sword Hall. He met an outer disciple of the Sword Sect who was carrying a stone pill in a restaurant on Yangguan Road.

The disciple was weak, pitiful and helpless. His elder sister was disabled and his younger sister was timid. His life was very unhappy.

He told Qiu Jidan a story about Shi Dan and the woods.

It is said that in that forest, there is a stone pill hidden in every tree.

Because Qiu Jidan didn't know that the disciple's name was Zhang Ze, he believed it.

Qiu Jidan, who believed it, was busy at the time, so he handed the matter over to a few of his trusted subordinates.

Afterwards, the Qingjing Demonic Sect was in chaos, the Blood Lion Ancestor was beheaded, Lin Feng took over the Qingjing Demonic Sect, and those subordinates completely lost contact.

Unexpectedly, today, one of them suddenly contacted me and said he had news.

The man said he found clues to the woods, further north of Qingjing.

There is a Taizi River that serves as the border between Qingjing and the Northern Territory. In Wangyang City, which is beside the river, there is a gang called Shendan Gang. Shendan Gang has clues about the forest.
Qiu Jidan thought about the weak, pitiful and helpless disciple, and suddenly a flash of enlightenment came to his confused mind.

He thought of a way.

It's not that I am immortal, but that I am dying slowly.

Do good first, then die.

From today on, I will do one good deed every day. Three years from now, I will destroy the Hundred Demons Sect's plan in Qingjing, and then die in apology.

After the idea came to his mind, the personality of the hero Qiu temporarily suppressed Mr. Qiu completely.

He activated his mental skills, traveling backwards for two and a half weeks, shattering two Qi Seas and three Spiritual Acupoints, completely ruining his future. From now on, his cultivation would not improve even a little. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes and looked inward. After confirming that he only had three years to live, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it was because his magic power was damaged or because he let go of his obsession, but his tuberculosis seemed to have healed.

While he was still conscious, Hero Qiu sat back at the table and began to plan how to betray the Hundred Demons Sect.

Because of the restrictions in his sea of ​​consciousness, he couldn't say many things, and he couldn't even think about some thoughts that touched the core.

He wasn't afraid of his head exploding, but he was afraid that these secrets would disappear forever.

Hero Qiu thought carefully for a long time before he came up with an immature idea. He looked at the rows of classics on the bookshelf that were borrowed from the Sword Hall.

After counting on his fingers, he estimated that if he could find a way to bypass the ban using code words and then write down the secrets at the rate of a few words a day, three years should be enough.

Having come up with an idea, Hero Qiu looked at the note in his hand again.

"We need to deal with this quickly. That subordinate should not be dead yet. If the information gets to Lin Feng or that special envoy named Wuming, things will be very difficult to handle."

"We can't just leave this matter like this."

At present, unless some core secrets or direct acts of suicide are involved, Mr. Qiu's personality will be suppressed by Hero Qiu.

Although the disease still breaks out from time to time, it is much better than before.

Hero Qiu turned the note into ashes; he had made his decision.

That is to use his identity as a casual cultivator in the Sword Hall to find out the secrets of the Shendan Gang and then hand them over to the Sword Sect. In any case, it must not fall into the hands of the Hundred Demons Sect.

By the way, find a way to kill the biggest demon leader besides Qingjing himself.

Lin Feng, who appears to be a chivalrous and independent cultivator, but is actually the leader of the evil sect!
He must be killed!
Mr. Qiu had made anonymous reports before, but for some reason, all his reports fell on deaf ears.

He was very puzzled.

"Humph, I'll go find Lin Feng tomorrow and get rid of this devil."

Qianji Pavilion.

Lin Feng, who was drinking with Zhang Ze, suddenly trembled.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Nothing, maybe some demon is thinking about me." Lin Feng shook his head, indicating that it was not a big deal.

He's been enjoying fighting recently, so it's normal that some unrepentant demons are eyeing his head.

Lin Feng handed a jade slip to Zhang Ze.

"I've already made some progress on the Shendan Gang that Senior Brother asked me to investigate. Here's some information about them."

"And there is indeed something wrong with the Shendan Gang. Brother, do you still remember the special envoy of the demon sect named Qiu Jidan?" Lin Feng said.

"Remember, what happened to him?" Zhang Ze asked.

Zhang Ze had an impression of Qiu Jidan. He made up a story for him when they first met, and scared him again in Hancheng, and he even called him "Mom".

Qiu Jidan is now being monitored tightly by the Sword Sect, like a bird in a cage. Naturally, the note cannot escape the Sword Sect's eyes.

Lin Feng told Zhang Ze about Qiu Jidan's information.

"He will probably push this matter onto Wuming, or ask my men to cooperate. After all, you are Wuming now, senior brother. Alas, what's wrong with you, senior brother?"

Seeing Zhang Ze’s strange expression, Lin Feng asked a question.

"It's okay, I just feel that my life is a huge circle." Zhang Ze sighed and poured another glass of wine for Lin Feng.

The story he had made up might actually be true, and it was related to the empty stone pill he had found in Xiangyashan Village a while ago, and the so-called Shendan Gang.

Zhang Ze decided to tell less lies in the future. How come this rotten mouth of his was like it was blessed?

The system, which had been dead for a long time, suddenly came back to life at this moment.

[Qianji Pavilion branch quest, Ancient Tree Pill refresh]

[Heading to Taizi River with Qiu Jidan to investigate the truth behind the Shendan Gang]

(End of this chapter)