"Eternal Spring Spirit!"
In the deep hall, Li Chunyuan couldn't help but look greatly moved after listening to what Li Jingming said: "Is what you said true? It is really the innate holy object born from thousands of spiritual springs!"
"It's absolutely true!" Li Jingming said solemnly: "It's just that the boy in black clothes and carrying a wooden sword dared to steal the spiritual object under my nose. I have sent people to look for him, but I'm afraid I don't have enough manpower."
Li Chunyuan has lived through thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and snow, and after hearing a few words from Li Jingming, he knew what he was thinking. Li Jingming originally wanted to keep the treasure for himself, but something unexpected happened and it was difficult to deal with, so he came to his father for help.
The selfish desires of Taoists are like this, and even biological father and son are completely separated.
Li Chunyuan stroked his beard and thought for a moment, then said: "You have caused such a big fuss in Banshan Manor, and the affairs in the fields must have been known. It would be difficult if he retrieved the Wanzai Spiritual Spring first. Don't make any further announcements about this matter, just say Do you understand that this person stole the treasures from your dojo and was just searched and captured?"
Li Jingming nodded and said: "My child understands, but now..."
Li Chunyuan waved his hand: "I have my own way of dealing with the matter in the field. You go and find Song Baifan and Chu Wenfeng to search with you. If there is any trouble, don't be reckless. Come and report first for father's decision!"
"My child obeys!"
Li Jingming walked away, and Li Chunyuan's expression changed, unable to conceal his excitement. If he obtains the Ten Thousand Years Spring Spirit, he will definitely be able to go one step further and achieve the celestial phenomena.
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The small world where the Holy Spirit Church is located, except for thirty-six mountain streams and seventy-two peaks, is mostly covered by mountains, forests, streams and swamps, forbidden areas within the religion. There may be monsters lurking inside, or there may be forbidden dark cloths. It is very dangerous, so it is not easy to find a person.
At the edge of a pond, the mad doctor finally caught up with Shang Tianxiao and gasped: "You old guy, what happened to you, you don't even have the intention to quarrel with me?"
Tian Xia's face looked ugly. He was only afraid that Ling'er and Ye Ling had fallen into the hands of others. If that was the case, he didn't know what to do.
When the mad doctor saw him silent, he was even more frightened. The two of them have known each other for thousands of years, and they know each other's nature well. They have always been indifferent to things in Tianxia, and do not fight or ask for anything. They only do their best for his flowers and plants. I have never seen him look so eager.
"What kind of earth-shattering thing is this that makes this old guy so impatient? Even if the sky is falling and the earth is falling, he won't be like this. Is there anything more terrifying than the sky falling and the earth falling?"
The mad doctor thought to himself, with Tian Xia's affairs following him, he was just afraid that something big was going to happen.
In the middle of the walk, a disciple of the sect came from a distance and bowed his hands to Tian Xiashi: "Disciple has seen the worshiping elder!"
The two stopped, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Hall Master Li would like to ask the elder to discuss matters in the hall. This matter is urgent. Elder, please follow the disciples there immediately!"
Tian Xia was silent for a while, as if he had thought of something, but he still nodded and said, "I understand, please lead the way!"
"Please worship the elder!"
Tian XiaShi left with the disciple, leaving the mad doctor behind.
But before leaving, Tian Xiashi sent a message to the mad doctor. The mad doctor secretly remembered it in his heart and turned around to leave.
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There was silence in the Saintess' Palace. Sheng Qingyao was leaning on the bed with a dull look on her face, her thoughts already far away. Women who miss spring are always like this, it is inevitable.
Not long after, Qiu Yu and Qinglan came back from outside. Qinglan complained: "Really, the thieves actually found our Saintess' Palace. If I hadn't seen that they were Li Jingming's people, I would have..."
Before she finished speaking, Sheng Qingyao turned around and asked, "What happened?"
Qinglan said: "A group of Suntang disciples are looking for people in the sect. They say that a disciple has stolen the treasures in Li Jingming's dojo and are looking for the thief."
"oh?"
Sheng Qingyao frowned when he heard this. Although Li Jingming was not low in cultivation, he was still a second-generation disciple of the sect. He had been domineering since he was a child, and he often wanted to entangle Sheng Qingyao, so he was disgusted by his name.
Qiu Yu tugged at the corner of Qinglan's clothes, and Qinglan then remembered that Sheng Qingyao was in a bad mood these days because of Ye Ling's disappearance, and bringing up Li Jingming in front of her made things even more difficult. She quickly stuck out her tongue and said carefully: "I'm talking too much. It makes Sister Yao unhappy."
Sheng Qingyao smiled bitterly. She had too many things to be unhappy about, so it didn't matter.
At this moment, Sheng Qingyao suddenly stood up and looked outside the palace. The restriction on protecting the peak was unexpectedly broken. A sloppy old man suddenly stood at the door of the palace and said with a smile: "Sorry for being rude, little old man!"
Sheng Qingyao recognized this person and called himself the mad doctor without a name. Some elders in the sect call him a crazy Taoist. Although he is a worshiper in the sect, he has been obsessed with refining elixirs and preparing medicines, but has never succeeded. He does not have much interaction with others, so he is mysterious and unpredictable.
The mad doctor walked into the hall, so frightened that Qiu Yu and Qinglan hurriedly hid behind Sheng Qingyao. The mad doctor was very dissatisfied and snorted: "You little girls with long hair and short knowledge only know how to judge people by their appearance. Sooner or later, you will be attracted by those who look good. The pretty boy with a sinister heart deceived me into heartbreak!"
Sheng Qingyao frowned slightly, feeling resentful of this sloppy person, and asked, "Senior, what are you doing here?"
The mad doctor said straight to the point: "Tianxiashi asked me to pass the message. Li Jingming is looking for that boy. If you don't want anything to happen to him, go and organize Li Jingming!"
After that, the mad doctor turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Hearing this, Sheng Qingyao felt shocked and happy, and said hurriedly: "Qiu Yu, Qinglan, where is Li Jingming now?"
Qinglan said: "I just saw him going to Qixia Peak with other disciples."
"You two come with me!"
The palace door opened wide, and the three women rushed out and climbed up into the clouds. In the mist, they looked down at the beautiful rivers and mountains below, and saw people coming and going everywhere. It seemed they were searching for something.
Sheng Qingyao frowned and headed straight to Qixia Peak.
The Qixia Peak is radiant with thousands of auspicious colors. On the edge of the cliff is Li Jingming in blue, holding a Taoist fan with a calm expression. There are two people behind him, one is wearing a jade crown and Taoist uniform, his face is as white as snow; the other is wearing black clothes and a stern face.
The one with the white face is called Song Baifan, and the one with the black clothes is called Chu Wenfeng. The two of them are Li Chunyuan's personal disciples. Their cultivation has reached Yingchong, and their strength is not ordinary, far beyond their peers.
Song Baifan was a little impatient and said, "Master Li, you are just looking for an unknown servant to do some odd jobs. Why do you have to work for the two of us?"
"These days are critical times," Li Jingming said solemnly: "There must be no mistakes inside and outside the church, don't you know?"
Song Baifan smiled slightly and said in a strange tone: "Of course I know. After all, my Taoist mansion is in order, there are no mistakes, and nothing valuable is lost. The eldest son has rich possessions, but he also remembers the details, and even the little thieves can't escape. The French Open!”
Li Jingming glared at him. Although Song Baifan was his father's disciple, the two had always had a bad relationship. Seeing Li Jingming embarrassed, Song Baifan naturally wanted to gloat.
On the side, Chu Wenfeng dismissed the two people's bickering. He looked into the distance and saw Sheng Qingyao flying towards him. He bowed his hands and said, "Greetings to the saint!"
"Meet the Saint!"
Li Jingming and Song Baifan's eyes lit up when they saw Sheng Qingyao, and they hurriedly saluted, but then their eyes stopped on Sheng Qingyao's face, their faces full of astonishment:
"What...what's going on? Saint, who did the scars on your face?"
"Whoever dares to hurt the saint of my religion, I will cut him into pieces!"
Hearing this, Sheng Qingyao reached out and touched her scar. It turned out that she came out in a hurry and forgot to put on her veil, but they saw the scar.
Fortunately, Qiu Yu was careful and handed the prepared veil to Sheng Qingyao to put on, and then said to the three of them: "I heard that the three of you were searching for someone in the sect. Is this true?"
The two people behind them looked at Li Jingming. Li Jingming said: "It is indeed true. My dojo was stolen, so I was trying to catch the thief and disturbed the saint. I am really guilty."
"Stolen?"
When Sheng Qingyao heard this, she didn't believe it. Why did Ye Ling go to Li Jingming to steal something? She asked, "What was lost?"
"A Taoist weapon!"
"What kind of Taoist weapon is it?"
"A low-grade Xuan-level sword, a magical sword."
Sheng Qingyao chuckled: "Is a low-grade Taoist artifact of the Xuan level worthy of Mr. Li's mobilization of troops? I'm afraid there is something fishy in it!"
Li Jingming shook his Taoist fan and said with an awe-inspiring righteousness: "The religious rules are strict and we cannot tolerate adultery. If the unhealthy trend starts from now on, how will we discipline our disciples in the future?"
"Oh?" Sheng Qingyao said: "In that case, let the disciples of Chentang handle the matter. Why did your disciples of Suntang scatter out and disturb the peace?"
"What difference does it make between you and me to defend the Holy Religion?" Li Jingming said with a smile: "As a disciple of the Holy Religion, it is my duty to do so. What's more, this matter originated from my Taoist temple, so how can I pass the blame to others."
When Sheng Qingyao saw that Li Jingming would never give up, it was difficult to guess what relationship she had with Ye Ling before. Could it be that there was something magical about Ye Ling that made Li Jingming greedy?
Song Baifan couldn't stand Li Jingming's pretentiousness, so he said to Sheng Qingyao: "Miss Yao, we don't have to worry about this little thing. I have gained some experience in meditation recently, why don't you come back to the Taoist mansion with me to talk about it? How about that?"
Sheng Qingyao waved his hand and said: "These days, there is a big event in the longevity ceremony in the teaching. Li Jingming, you have acted like this and made people panic. Won't you be laughed at by outsiders? If you don't stop now, I will go with you to see Hall Master Gao and ask Chentang to investigate."
Li Jingming raised his eyebrows. He didn't know why Sheng Qingyao wanted to interfere in this matter, but because of the internal reasons, he would not agree. He shook his head and smiled: "I understand the saint's kindness, but I have sent many disciples to find her." , I believe there will be results soon, so there is no need to bother Chentang disciples!"
While they were talking, a disciple came to report: "Back to you, sir, we have searched Qixia Peak, and there is no sign of any thieves."
Li Jingming nodded and said: "In that case, let's go to the next place. Saint, we have important things to do, so I won't accompany you!"
Just when he was about to leave, Sheng Qingyao suddenly stood in front of him and said coldly: "Are you determined to ruin the leader's birthday?"
Li Jingming's face darkened and he said: "What the saint said, I can't afford to suffer. I have already reported this matter to my father. Otherwise, how could Song Baifan and Chu Wenfeng come with me?"
Li Chunyuan actually found out about this! Sheng Qingyao was shocked, but now that she was concerned, she was confused and had no way of thinking of a perfect solution, so she had to insist that they had violated the longevity ceremony and not allow them to leave.
Song Baifan was eager for the conflict between Sheng Qingyao and Li Jingming, and kept adding fuel to the fire, instigating the conflict between the two to escalate. Chu Wenfeng had no intention of doing this and stood quietly aside to watch.
Li Jingming had a sullen face and said to himself: "Smelly bitch, sooner or later you will have to beg for mercy from me!"
Even so, Sheng Qingyao's status was respected, and he did not dare to offend him at this moment, so he could only say coldly: "Holy girl, why don't we meet with the master of the Sun Hall together and then make a decision!"
Li Jingming thought that Sheng Qingyao looked down on him, but he always wanted to give his father Li Chunyuan some slack.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Qingyao didn't negotiate with him at all. He saw a continuous Taoist charm all over her body, and the shadow of the avenue behind her gradually appeared. Water vapor filled the air, and a stream of water gathered in her palm. She shouted softly: "If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude! "
Sheng Qingyao understood that if she followed him to see Li Chunyuan, she would not be able to refute him. The only way to stop him and his son is to create chaos, and create chaos in the name of quelling the chaos, in order to break the situation.
As a result, Sheng Qingyao's Dao power circulated, and the water system avenue filled the sky, surrounding Li Jingming, and he could take action at any time.
Song Baifan and Chu Wenfeng both frowned. Although they were watching, they did not expect that Sheng Qingyao would take action so decisively. In their impression, the saint was definitely not such a reckless person, and there might be other reasons behind it. .
Li Jingming's face was gloomy. The Water and Fire Infinite Fan in his hand connected with the Water and Fire Avenue. Two opposing forces surrounded him to protect his body: "Sheng Qingyao, what do you mean by this? Is it intentional?"
Sheng Qingyao didn't answer, but slapped it down with a palm, and the water vapor in the sky condensed into huge waves, which fell down and washed away the void.
Li Jingming frowned, the fan in his hand was filled with light, the energy of water and fire condensed into reality, and the two giant red and blue dragons roared out to meet the huge wave.
Dao forces fought hard in mid-air, and the void was torn apart. There was a murderous intention hidden in the big wave. The two giant dragons submerged into it as if they were in a prison, and they were immediately entangled and unable to break free.
When Li Jingming saw this, he let out a light drink, and the fire-type avenue transformed into the void. With a wave of his fan, a mountain of flames slowly appeared. The heat wave was overwhelming, and even the void seemed to be burning along with it, causing ripples.
With a thought, the mountain of flames shook down, and the huge waves were immediately suppressed by a few points, and the water momentum decreased slightly.
However, taking this opportunity, Sheng Qingyao flashed and came to Li Jingming's side, sending a palm to break the sound barrier and tear the void.
Li Jingming was shocked, holding the fan in front of him to meet Sheng Qingyao's palm.
The two collided, causing another violent shock. The surrounding void collapsed and fragments fell.
Sheng Qingyao retreated, white smoke floating in the palm of his hand; flames billowed on Li Jingming's Water and Fire Infinite Fan, but the fire was extinguished by a palm print in the middle, but it was immediately filled with water vapor.
Sheng Qingyao snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the fan that I gave you, you would have died in my hands!"
Li Jingming was horrified. He naturally knew that he was no match for Sheng Qingyao, but he didn't expect that the gap between the two was so big. Even with the help of the Water and Fire Wuji Fan, he was still firmly suppressed by Sheng Qingyao and had no ability to fight back.
But he couldn't be afraid on his face, and sneered: "The Saint is indeed powerful, but I have no intention of fighting with you. It's still too late for you to get out of the way!"
"You want to scare me away with just a few words?"
Sheng Qingyao formed a seal with his hands in front of himself, and the water avenue evolved into the void. Behind him, there were huge waves, surging. At the same time, the sky was covered with clouds, and it rained heavily. However, the rainwater drifted away on its own when it got close to Sheng Qingyao, without getting the corners of her clothes wet.
Li Jingming knew in his heart that he was outmatched, so he hurriedly held the Water and Fire Infinite Fan in the sky. The fan moved lightly, and waves of destructive power roared out with the wind, annihilating the incoming rain.
He hurriedly sent a message to Song Baifan and Chu Wenfeng: "I asked you two to come here, not just to watch the excitement, but also to come and help!"
Song Baifan gloated: "I have long heard that the Water and Fire Fan that Master gave you is very good. Only after seeing it today did I know that the rumors were true. You have this treasure in your hand, why do you need us to help you?"
Chu Wenfeng on the side couldn't stand it anymore. He knew that Li Jingming was just holding on and would be defeated soon, so he wanted to help.
Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Song Baifan and said: "Senior brother, don't be impatient. I think Li Jingming is the only son of his master. He is usually arrogant and domineering and never takes you and me seriously. Today, he just used the hands of the saint to kill him." The energy to kill him!”
Hearing this, Chu Wenfeng took back his stepped foot and stopped being impulsive.
Li Jingming saw that the two of them had no intention of helping each other, and secretly gritted his teeth and held grudges. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Sheng Qingyao transformed Dao into a palm, and the azure palm print came down, landing on the Water and Fire Wuji Fan.
The Tao Yun was torn apart, and the boundless energy surged around, almost overturning the entire sky.
In the surrounding fairy mountain caves, countless disciples were alarmed and turned their attention here. Many people came over the air to see what happened.
The powerful force of this palm slapped the Water and Fire Infinite Fan back to its original shape. The body-protecting Dao Yun was broken, the light dimmed, and flew back into Li Jingming's hand.
Li Jingming vomited a mouthful of blood and was shaking. This blow caused a lot of damage to Shuihuo Wuji Fan, and even his mind was damaged, and he could barely hold on.
Sheng Qingyao restrained her momentum, and when she saw many auras from all around gathering towards her, she knew in her heart that now the movement had alarmed all parties, and her goal had been achieved.
Li Jingming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Do you really want to take my life?"
Sheng Qingyao also said coldly: "Even so, you are the one to blame, you can't blame me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind rolled up, blocking Sheng Qingyao's path. Chu Wenfeng stood behind the wind wall, cupped his hands and said: "Holy girl, if Li Jingming did something wrong, you should punish him. Now that he has been punished, he still needs to be punished." He is given the opportunity to change his ways. As disciples of the Holy Cult, we should not have grudges against each other over trivial matters, and we ask the Holy Lady to show her kindness and forgive him."
Sheng Qingyao knew that Chu Wenfeng was very talented and had a profound connection with the Tao. He was very advanced among the disciples of his generation in the sect. Although he was taciturn, he handled things properly and put the overall situation first. He was a rare talent.
Behind him, Qinglan quietly came to the side and whispered: "Sister Yao, many disciples and elders are coming, we can't make things too big!"
Sheng Qingyao knew what he was doing and said coldly: "Today, for the sake of your senior brother Chu, I will spare him for now. If he does it again in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
