In Duxian City, Bao Qinghua, who was meditating and adjusting her breath in the guest house, suddenly had black energy appearing on her body. She had a look of pain and struggle on her face. She opened her palms and wanted to make a sutra for help, but she quickly stood up with a dull look on her face, opened the door, and slowly Take a walk through the small courtyard filled with flowers.
Under the slanting sunlight of the morning, the woman's steps gradually became steady as usual, and her face returned to indifference.
Suddenly opening the courtyard door and looking at the slightly surprised young Taoist priest wandering outside, Bao Qinghua asked coldly: "Fellow Taoist Mu, do you have anything to say to me?"
The young Taoist priest named Mu Yunyuan didn't know how to speak for a moment, and some of the things he asked were very offending.
Bao Qinghua walked straight out of the courtyard door and walked to the guest courtyard diagonally opposite, saying: "If you have anything to ask, let's say it in front of Master He. Everything should be said to others. I also have some doubts and want to ask He." Grandmaster."
Mu Yunyuan followed and said with a smile: "That's very good. Master He has a sharp eye and can help us solve our doubts."
Bao Qinghua suddenly stopped, and a jade jade inscribed with ancient inscriptions by sages appeared in his hand, as bright as blood, and said: "This is the ancestral treasure of your Mu family. I am not blessed to accept it. The present object will be returned to its original owner and returned to your Mu family. From now on, We don’t owe each other anything.”
He carried it to Mu Yunyuan with magic power, turned around and left without looking back.
Mu Yunyuan had a complicated look on his face when he got the jade jue. He didn't expect that the clan brother would give such an important treasure to Bao Qinghua. Then there was only one possibility. The clan brother and Bao Qinghua would make a private life-long agreement. This ancestral treasure The jade that can calm and nourish the soul is their token of love. However, after the death of his clan brother, Bao Qinghua returns the token in the face of doubt and has nothing to do with the Mu family anymore.
He sighed secretly. This time he seemed to be reckless and messed up the matter.
People cannot be resurrected after death, and the only love they have is cut off because of him. He has nothing to say at this time and has to find a way to make up for it.
In an instant, black energy appeared in Mu Yunyuan's hands, and there was a sharp pain in his palm. A stream of transparent aura rushed from behind to Mu Yunyuan, who was shocked and wanted to throw away Yu Jue.
Bao Qinghua, who was walking in front, showed a sly smile at the corner of his mouth. He stopped in front of the door of He Qiyuan's guest courtyard, knocked on the door gently, and said, "I'm disturbing Master He's peace. There is something between Taoist friend Mu and me that I want to ask Master to do." A testimony.”
Her knocking on the door and the sound of her words just covered up the strange fluctuations caused by Mu Yunyuan's desperate struggle and claws.
He Qiyuan's mellow laughter came from the courtyard gate: "You are so polite, fellow Taoist Bao, He has just cooked a pot of good tea. It is better for you two to come early than to come by chance. You are in luck."
After a while, the courtyard door was opened from the inside, and Bao Qinghua walked into the courtyard first with his hands bowed in greeting. Mu Yunyuan followed him in expressionlessly, holding the bloody jade in his hand, without even saluting.
He Qiyuan also thought that the two had just argued, so he didn't care. He closed the door and lowered the soundproofing ban.
Mu Yunyuan suddenly struck from behind and stabbed He Qiyuan hard in the back of the heart with a short blade.
When He Qiyuan sensed the danger, he reacted too slowly and used the force of the attack to crash out of the courtyard. A huge gash opened in his back and blood spurted out. Mu Yunyuan's second blow had been intercepted by Bao Qinghua who was shouting angrily. The two of them Fight together and make a group.
"A ghost is possessed, be careful he has accomplices..."
He Qiyuan, who was not very strong in combat, suffered such heavy injuries and hurriedly fled into the air and screamed.
The ghost was so bold that it dared to cause trouble in the city, and used Mu Yunyuan's hands to plot against him, the fortune teller. It was impossible to prevent him. He didn't notice the clues in advance. The skill of the ghost behind it was a bit scary, so he was repelled in his heart. I don't want to get involved in this.
As Monk Fayuan shouted the Buddha's name, several layers of formations throughout Duxian City were activated one after another. When Monk Fayuan delayed for a while and rushed to the battlefield, Mu Yunyuan had already turned his short blade and committed suicide. His death was horrific.
Bao Qinghua seemed frightened, pointing the tip of his sword at Mu Yunyuan, who was lying dead in the dilapidated guest house. He didn't know what to do for a moment.
A gloomy voice came from the air in the distance: "Master He Gua, this is just a warning. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise you won't have such good luck next time!"
Monk Fayuan shouted angrily: "What an outrage!"
He rushed out of the city's protective formation and used his Buddhist consciousness to scan around, but the ghost had long since disappeared.
In broad daylight, the shocking news that a ghost possessed Mu Yunyuan and attempted to assassinate the divination master He Qiyuan, and almost succeeded, spread quickly.
Lu Changkong and others, who were more than a hundred miles away from the city, received the summons and did not bother to communicate more with Zhang Guanzhu, who had won Monk Yuanji with three swords. They returned east in a hurry.
Zhang Wenfeng continued to search for the evil place in the wild, thinking to himself, Old Man You is really good at using Mengmei's unique ability to enter and exit Duxian City, which is protected by formations, as if he were in an uninhabited land, and he caused such a big incident to hide the truth. Purpose, awesome!
I haven't seen Old Man You for a long time, and he didn't bother to fly his sword to ask questions.
Ginger is still very spicy, so You Lao doesn't need to worry about him at all, he just picked him cleanly.
Jingzhou, in a thatched house by Yueya Lake.
The mountain chief rubbed the iron piece of the hexagram treasure in his hand, stood up with a smile on his face, picked up the gray cloth cover leaning against the mud wall, walked out of the thatched house, and chanted: "Once you achieve enlightenment, you will be here from now on." I am a Jindan person."
Stepping on the sparkling lake water and facing the setting sun, we headed west.
Wearing a cyan Taoist robe with golden glow, his aura was like that of an immortal descending to earth. He was stunned by the many monks walking by the lake, and they all saluted to the Taoist priests who were retreating in the water.
The mountain chief passed by this place three months ago. Suddenly he had an enlightenment when he saw the water, so he stayed in a thatched hut by the lake that could protect him from the wind and rain.
There are many huts left by monks who came to practice on the banks of Moon Crow Lake. As long as they are empty, anyone can stay.
Calculating the time, he has been out on the mortal road for nearly ten years. It is his chance to be able to successfully advance to the Golden Elixir on the road. The mountain leader enjoys the sunset scenery of the lake and feels the beauty of heaven and earth. He feels peaceful and tranquil in his heart. He is not in a hurry for the time being. He then told the temple owner and junior sister to introduce him to an important matter.
At noon on the second day, the mountain chief came to Yanping County in Guzhou with a disguise in hand. He walked to the gate of Yingfu, looked up and observed for a moment. The lintel of Yingfu's gate had swept away the decadence that had been invisible for many years, and was rejuvenated.
Knocking on the door knocker, a butler soon opened the side door and came out.
The mountain chief said a few words to the unfamiliar housekeeper. Not long after, the receptionist came running all the way to greet him. From a distance, he ordered the middle door to be opened wide and shouted: "My benefactor is here. Prepare a banquet quickly and ask Ji Niang to bring the elders." My son, second son, and youngest daughter came to the main room to pay homage to my benefactor!"
In recent years, the government has added more people to the business, and the business has gradually prospered.
The mountain chief was not polite, walked into the gate, greeted the attendants, walked to the main room, sat down, and explained his purpose: "Zhang passed on from his ancestors and overcame a difficult situation. Now he has achieved success in his studies. I came here to visit you. If you are If any of the disciples of the mansion are able to practice Taoism, Zhang can bring them back to the mountain gate to train them. If the members are unwilling to separate their flesh and blood, it is no problem. Zhang will use what he has learned to make some adjustments to the Yingfu mansion, which can ensure its prosperity for three hundred years."
Dependent origination and destruction, corresponding calamities and calamities disappear.
Since he has received great benefits, he cannot forget the people who caused him to suffer.
The officer has seen many gods and goddesses coming and going in the sky in the past few years. He smiled brightly and hurriedly agreed: "It's hard for Taoist priest to make a special trip. Ying is willing, but I don't know if Quanzi is so lucky?"
"Have a look first and then talk about it. Within a hundred years, all qualified descendants of Yingfu can go to Nanjiangzhou Xianling Temple to practice Taoism."
The mountain chief saw Ying Yuan's three children and told Ying Yuan that when his three-year-old daughter turns ten, he can take her to Nanjiang Prefecture to worship at a Taoist temple. He left a token and walked around Ying's mansion after lunch. , drifting away.
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