Xuan Su was shocked, "What on earth is going on?"
"Uncle Master was attacked while meditating at Qingyu Temple and is now unconscious." Jingyan burst into tears: "Master has gone. What should I do if something happens to Uncle Master?"
Xuan Su ran to Yunying Hall, where several older senior sisters gathered in front of the bed. The master looked pale and lay motionless. Xuan Su first checked her breathing, then her pulse carefully, and then took a deep breath, "It's okay, Master. She was attacked by someone using the soul-obsessing technique. She used her skills to counterattack in a hurry, and her soul was shaken, so she fell into a coma. With her skills Will recover soon.”
The nuns let out a long breath, and the senior sister Jingyun said: "We at Qingyun Temple are independent of the world. Who would use such a weird magic to plot against the master?"
Third Senior Sister Jingli snorted coldly: "What's the point? The crime of carrying a jade has caused disasters. It's really a troubled year!"
Jingyan gently tugged at the skirt of her clothes and glanced at Xuansu furtively. Xuan Su naturally knew what she was referring to, and said solemnly: "Sisters, don't worry, Xuan Su will definitely find the murderer and avenge Master."
After saying that, she turned around and left, going straight to the Qingyu Wat.
Jingyun sighed, "Master is injured and everyone is very sad. We are all sisters from the same sect. Don't hurt others with words."
Jingli was still not convinced, and said coldly: "Since she came, there has been no peace inside and outside. I think it is the root of the mystery!"
While he was speaking, a green light flashed outside, and on the top of the dangerous peak, a green light pillar reached into the sky. The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying across, and the powerful force field spreads outward, making people breathless.
"What a strong aura! She must be using her mysterious roots to explore the past, she's really working hard!" Jingli sighed with emotion.
Jingyun shouted loudly, "Junior sister Jingyan is guarding Master, and the others are protecting the surroundings. Don't make any mistakes again."
At this time, Xuan Su had brought her skills to the extreme. Her consciousness was like a boat in the turbulent waves, bumping in the past time. Countless images poured into her mind, making it impossible for her to take them all. She felt that the profound roots in her body were expanding rapidly and she couldn't control herself.
Suddenly, a blurry picture came into mind: a black hurricane was sweeping across, blinding the eyes, and two middle-aged nuns were pulling desperately in it.
"Sister, hold on, Minghui will not give up..."
The picture stopped abruptly, the green light dissipated, and Xuan Su spat out a mouthful of blood...
In the Zen room, Mingmei woke up and dismissed all the nuns, leaving only Xuansu alone.
Before she could speak, Xuan Su knelt on the ground, "It's all my fault that my disciple left without saying goodbye and failed to protect you, causing you to be injured. Please punish me!"
The master helped her up and said with a pleasant expression, "This is all God's will. This poor nun should have suffered this disaster. No one else is to blame. It's just that in order to find the murderer, you activated your mysterious roots and hurt your vitality. I feel sorry for the master!" Her face slowly darkened. "But I don't understand why the thief stole the bones and relics of senior sister?"
"My disciple is already clear about what happened. I will recover Master's relics, find out the cause of the matter, and give you an explanation to Master."
Mingmei nodded and changed the topic, "What clues can you find from Sun Mo?"
Xuan Su recounted the incident, and the master said calmly: "A prodigal son should be taught a lesson. Don't dwell on him too much, as it will only increase your troubles."
Naturally, she knew the deep meaning of Master's words, so she agreed and withdrew. As night fell and the stars were shining, Xuan Su looked up at the sky, thinking, "Who are you? Where are you?"
Thirty miles away from Qingyu Temple, there is a hill. It is neither high nor dangerous, and it doesn't even have a name. In a corner of the south of the mountain, a gurgling stream flows into a small lake. There are lush trees on both sides and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. A thatched house is hidden inside.
There was a mountain village girl, slim and slim, carrying a small basket with freshly picked mushrooms in her arm. She walked briskly, and as soon as she entered the small courtyard, a green sword was pressed against her throat.
Xuan Su's face was as cold as frost, and he stared at her, "Quickly tell me, why did you sneak attack on my master?"
The village girl was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she repeatedly begged for mercy, "Woman, please forgive me, I don't know you at all, and I didn't do anything."
"Still pretending!" Xuan Su was angry, with green light overflowing from his body, forming a giant tiger above his head, opening its bloody mouth, and pounced towards the village girl.
"Monster!" The village girl screamed and fainted.
After a moment, she woke up, Xuan Su put away the sword, and her expression softened. "Tell me, who are you? What were you ordered to do? Where are the relics hidden?"
The village girl was in shock, and said: "I don't know what to say? I don't know who I am? I appeared here two months ago, and I don't remember anything. I spent the day sunrise and sunset."
"What were you doing three days ago?"
The village girl recalled it for a moment and shook her head, "I don't know. I always lose my memory for no reason. I can't remember what I did?"
Xuan Su looked directly into her eyes with blazing eyes. The village girl was so uneasy that she didn't even dare to express her anger. After a moment, Xuan Su looked back and sighed, "It turns out that you are just a skin. Someone hid you in the barren mountains and possessed your body when moving to hide your traces, so you often lose your memory."
The village girl seemed to understand, but Nuonuo asked: "Then who am I?"
"More than fifty miles east of here, there is a Wenjia Fort. The daughter of a clerk died young and her body was stolen. People speculated that she was matched for a secret marriage. Go back, you will be a blessing in disguise and you will return to a peaceful life. "
The village girl thanked her and left. Xuansu felt very lost. The only clue was interrupted. What should she do? She thought for a moment, prepared to take a chance on her luck, and waited patiently.
For several days in a row, she stayed at home and set up a soul-binding array inside the house, waiting for uninvited guests.
At night, when the moon rose and the shadows of the trees swayed, Xuan Su felt something strange. He used Xuan Gong and opened his Dharma Eyes, and saw a dark soul rising from the ground. It was vague and could not be seen clearly. She was overjoyed and immediately activated the soul-binding array. The silver light in the room surged and turned into countless threads to bind the soul shadow. After several struggles, the soul shadow's face gradually became clear, and it was a strange man.
Xuan Su pulled out the Qing Yi Sword and said loudly: "Where did this thief come from? He possessed himself as a thief and is extremely treacherous. Hand over the relic quickly, otherwise your soul will be gone."
The soul shadow was also surprised, "Why is it you?"
"Yes, it's Xiaoni! Hand over the relic quickly, or you will suffer a lot!" She pretended to pour mysterious light into the sword, and the light flashed brightly.
The soul shadow was very frightened, and suddenly released thick black energy, powerful power leaked out, the thatched cottage was turned into powder, the soul-binding array was torn into pieces, and the soul shadow disappeared.
Xuan Su was secretly surprised. He didn't expect his opponent to be so strong and easily break through the formation and escape. She escaped quickly. The man's true body should be within three miles. If he could find his true body, he still wouldn't be able to escape.
She walked against the wind, and there was a small town at the foot of the mountain, bustling with people, and looking for clues was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Xuan Su returned to the nunnery listlessly and reported to Mingmei. The master did not blame her, but comforted her: "You saw his appearance and knew that he knew you. This is also a great gain. If you can learn from Sun Mo When I find out about your past, this person will naturally surface."
Xuan Su's mood eased a little, and she changed the subject and said, "That day I was casting magic in the Qingyu Temple and saw the afterimages of the two masters before they died. Perhaps Master, you can think of something?" She recounted the incident, and the Master frowned deeply. Suo, "What technique is actually a black hurricane? Can it trap two senior sisters? It's unbelievable and I have no clue..."
The Changbai Mountains in Guandong are covered with snow all year round and are extremely cold. There is Dongxing Town at the foot of the mountain, where merchants gather, mostly doing business in ginseng, velvet antler, and mink skins. They spend a lot of time drinking and drinking, and there is gold everywhere. It is also a place famous for right and wrong in the world.
Yushan Caifang on the main street is very popular and full of guests and friends. The gambling table in the main hall is large and crowded with gamblers. There is a young man in white who is very lucky and has a mountain of banknotes in front of him.
"Five, five, six, big, this young man takes it all!"
The sound was like a death knell, and the gambling boss Jin was restless, pacing back and forth in the inner hall. "What should I do? I won 20 games in a row, which is one hundred thousand taels. If I continue like this, I will go bankrupt!"
A person next to him said: "We will send people down, accuse him of being a liar, drive him away, and confiscate his money."
"That's a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect. Can you beat him?"
"Hmph, we, the Five Tigers of Guandong, are not vegetarians either!"
Boss Jin thought about it for a while and made up his mind, "If he wins again, you guys will take action. It's better to die or die than to sit back and wait for death."
The atmosphere at the gambling table was tense and ready to explode. The young man was full of arrogance, "One more bet, put all your money, and either you will be brilliant, or you will be completely defeated. You will be happy in life, but that's it!"
When the gambling cup stopped, he threw out the silver coins one after another, and the other spectators followed suit, throwing thousands of dollars. The banker had never seen such a grand scene, and he was trembling and did not dare to open it.
All the gamblers shouted in unison: "Open, open, open!"
The banker turned on the phone with a trembling voice and shouted: "111, the banker will kill everyone." Then there was a sigh of relief from all around.
The young man came out of the gambling house with empty hands and a gloomy expression. Light snow fell in the sky again. He sighed, "Why did you ruin my good deeds? Caused me to lose all my money?"
A chuckle came from the side, "You were greedy and forced others into a desperate situation. Afterwards, they got into a fight and fought, injuring countless people. The headmaster was furious and punished you to face the wall for three years. By doing this, I actually saved you."
Sun Mo shook his head helplessly, "So I should bow down and kowtow three times to thank you for your kindness?"
"If you insist on doing this, then Xiaoni will have no choice but to live with it."
Xuan Su appeared, dressed in pure white long fur, blending in with the snowy scene. Her face was as pink as pink, and her red lips were as open as wintersweet. Sun Mo was a little absent-minded and blurted out: "It's such a pity that such a beauty, like a fairy, has turned to Buddhism. ”
Xuan Su's face sank, "It seems that you didn't learn a lesson from the hardship last time. If you continue to be glib, you will still have to suffer." She said this, but she felt happy in her heart.
The two of them walked side by side and left the town. They found themselves in the vast snowy wilderness, with mountains like wax elephants and rime standing still on both sides. Xuan Su praised: "It is made of thousands of miles of ice and snow, and it has a unique flavor."
Suddenly, Sun Mo fell to the ground, trembling all over, and huddled up. Xuan Su was shocked, "Are you suffering from cold poison?" She passed the Xuan light several times, but Sun Mo didn't get better at all.
In desperation, Xuan Su untied the fur and held it in his arms. Sun Mo slowly calmed down. As time passed, Xuan Su suddenly felt something strange...
