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There is no point in thinking too much. I have already gone in. No matter what dangers lie ahead, I have to keep going. It is better than being swallowed by an anaconda and becoming food.

With this thought in mind, Lu Zhaozhao glanced at the anaconda that was still squatting outside the formation without giving up. He made up his mind, rubbed his aching shoulders, wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked in with his sword in hand.

The corridor was not long. In a short while, she walked out and arrived at the open space in the courtyard. Facing her was a pagoda.

This made Lu Zhaozhao confused.

The Huizong of Qing Dynasty was a place for practicing Taoism, and all the disciples of the sect pursued the path of becoming immortals. However, in the most strictly guarded place in the sect, there was actually such a temple and pagoda.

Lu Zhaozhao walked closer and saw the plaque hanging on the tower, with three big characters "Nine Mirrors Tower" written on it.

"Zuo Rong, a native of Danyang, built a Buddhist temple on Yangshan Mountain, two miles southwest of Xiapi City. The temple had golden plates stacked on top and a double-story building below, accommodating over 3,000 people. Inside the temple was a pagoda with nine golden plates on top: eight facing the eight directions, and the center one facing the sky, hence the name Nine Mirrors Pagoda."

Wei Zhanjie's voice came.

After hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao was a little confused and asked, "Since the Nine Mirrors Tower was built in Xia Pi City, why did it appear here? Moreover, I seem to have never heard of this tower before."

"This tower was destroyed by war a thousand years ago. It's normal that you don't know about it." Wei Zhanjie said.

"Then how do you know?" Lu Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow. "Or are you from a thousand years ago? Wei Zhanjie, who exactly are you? Ancient books even mention the most heinous Demon Lord, so why isn't your name mentioned?"

"I naturally don't believe you're just an ordinary person. After all, the Soul Separation Technique is extremely sinister. It's impossible to master it without profound skills. And you've been away for a thousand years and still have a clear mind. You must have been a remarkable person in your lifetime. If you were a remarkable person, it's impossible that ancient books wouldn't have recorded it!"

After Lu Zhaozhao finished speaking, he stared at the translucent soul in front of him.

Wei Zhanjie laughed as he listened, and nodded occasionally, as if he didn't take the words to heart.

He slowly approached, bent down, and stopped just an inch away from Lu Zhaozhao. He chuckled and said, "So you went to your sect's library before entering the mountain to check on me."

He spoke lightly, his eyes moving around, as if he was listening to a piece of music and making a few comments that were irrelevant to others.

Lu Zhaozhao frowned slightly. She had indeed checked the Weizhan Stele. Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty had stood in the world of cultivation for thousands of years, and the sect had countless books. It could be said that it held eight of the world's ancient books.

However, there is no person named Wei Zhanjie in these ancient books. For thousands of years, there has not even been a person with the same name. It seems that this name has been deliberately avoided.

"So, your name is fake?" Lu Zhaozhao asked softly.

"Guess what?"

Wei Zhanjie smiled in front of her. Lu Zhaozhao only needed to raise her eyes to see his entire face.

In fact, Wei Zhanjie looks quite young, with handsome features. Coupled with his nonchalant attitude, he can even be described as a natural beauty.

It's a pity that he exudes a sense of sadness all the time, and this emotion is so strong that the first time you see him, you can only feel this desolation, which instead obscures his appearance.

She just looked straight at Wei Zhanjie, and Wei Zhanjie also looked at her with a smile.

Speechless for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhanjie stood up and looked through her at the pagoda behind him.

"I'm not lying to you. My name is indeed Wei Zhanjie, and I was indeed a prominent figure in my lifetime. As for why those books don't record me, that's none of my business."

Wei Zhanjie withdrew his gaze and continued to look at Lu Zhaozhao, returning to his previous casual attitude.

"After all, they probably wouldn't want to pass down the fact that the entire cultivation world was defeated by me."

Lu Zhaozhao had thought he was going to say something important and was listening intently, but he suddenly said something so out of place that she was speechless for a moment and couldn't help but taunt him:

"If you were really that powerful, how could you die and leave behind only this remnant soul? Everyone can brag!"

"How can you talk like that, you junior! I am a senior after all. Is this how your Qing Emperor Huizong teaches people?"

Wei Zhanjie seemed to have been touched in a sore spot, and pointed at her forehead with his finger.

But he was a remnant soul and could not touch Lu Zhaozhao.

Then, Lu Zhaozhao sneered:

"I heard that the appearance of a soul is exactly the same as its last appearance in life. I see you are only thirty years old! Maybe you haven't practiced for even as long as I have!"

Wei Zhanjie held his forehead, not wanting to continue this stupid argument, and changed the subject: "Do you still want to go out?"

"I do, so do you have any other opinions about this tower?" Lu Zhaozhao responded immediately. After all, she didn't think that she could find out all the details about Wei Zhanjie with just a few words.

Seeing that she no longer pestered him, Wei Zhanjie breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

“When I was still alive, Zen Buddhism had just been introduced from the Northern Territory. In just a few decades, it attracted countless followers, and I also went to learn a little about it.

At that time, before the Buddha, a seven-jeweled pagoda stood, five hundred yojanas high and two hundred and fifty yojanas wide and long. It rose from the ground and remained in the air. It was adorned with all sorts of precious materials, with five thousand railings and tens of thousands of niches. It was adorned with countless banners, draped with jeweled garlands, and suspended from it were countless jeweled bells. The Lotus Sutra describes the pagoda in magnificent detail, and following this description, the followers built the first pagoda in the region, the Nine-Mirror Pagoda.

The Nine Mirrors Pagoda is an octagonal structure with nine stories, each with raised eaves and angled corners. Inside and outside, it features 480 Buddha sculptures adorned with golden brocade. The 148 steps spiral up to the summit. This pagoda captivated nearly everyone at the time, so much so that even the Buddhist temple was renamed the Nine Mirrors Zen Temple.

Lu Zhaozhao listened, feeling something was amiss. He asked, "For a pagoda built at such a huge cost, the number of believers must have been considerable, at least comparable to that of Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty. Why was such a holy place with so many believers destroyed by war?"

"Zen Buddhism talks about reincarnation, which is meant to give people a hope. But with so many people trusting it, it's natural that some will try to take advantage of the situation."

A chill crossed Wei Zhanjie's brows. "The distorted teachings better suited their desires, and so another force arose. They practiced the Vajrayana and acted recklessly, even flaying women's skins to make drums and set up altars. Their actions were comparable to those of Rakshasas."

"So, the monks took action to wipe them out?" Lu Zhaozhao asked with a frown.

"No. These things do not affect their interests, so they will not take action." Wei Zhanjie returned to his initial indifferent look.

Lu Zhaozhao felt a little disgusted after hearing this and said bluntly: "How could anyone object to such an action?"

"Not really. The monks in Zen Buddhism who persisted in their ascetic practice also took action, but unfortunately, it was too late."

Wei Zhanjie showed regret and continued:

"The Vajrayana followers made deals with the demons, hoping to overthrow the world of cultivation and create what they believed to be paradise. From then on, the war between humans and demons began.

This war lasted for a hundred years, devastating the people and reducing all buildings to dust. Even the iconic Nine Mirrors Tower was destroyed."

Lu Zhaozhao listened to his words and looked back at the pagoda in front of him.

The tower is covered with spots, and the stones on the top have fallen off, revealing the wooden frame inside.

And the famous Nine Mirrors naturally no longer exist.

"Zen Buddhism was left with very little after that catastrophe, and it returned to the Snowy Land, never to leave again."

Wei Zhanjie's voice came with the wind, full of desolation, as if it told the rise and fall of the tower, but it was not just about the tower.