Liu Taiqing couldn't explain why, but Xie Fu answered: "Taiqing, you are too smart."
Why did Xie Fu say that Liu Taiqing was smart? Because he had immediately thought of this just now. If it was a treasure, there would be no reason not to use it.
Liu Taiqing laughed when he heard the compliment.
Xie Fu smiled and said, "You have aroused my curiosity. Let's go explore the secrets in this box."
Liu Taiqing said angrily: "The box is in the Forbidden Scripture Pavilion, you can go if you want to."
"Where is the Forbidden Scripture Pavilion?"
"Where Old Wen Sheng sealed some evil and harmful mantras, we in the Wen court are not allowed to learn these evil mantras. Anyone who violates them will be expelled from the Wen court immediately."
"We are not going to learn these evil mantras, we are just going to find out the secret of the box."
"There is an old Xuan Master guarding it."
"Haven't you been there? Can't you find a reason to go in?"
When Liu Taiqing heard this, she was secretly shocked, why did this guy seem to know everything about me?
Xie Fu smiled and said, "You must have lied to me, right?"
Liu Taiqing said arrogantly: "What's so good about this? If it's there, it's there, and if it's not, it's not. To tell you the truth, I'm cleaning the sanitation of the Forbidden Scripture Pavilion."
Xie Fu was secretly happy. It couldn't be such a coincidence. He said calmly: "Then just find this reason to go there."
"I can go in, how about you?"
"Just say that I am Master Shen Xuan's new disciple and I am here to help."
…
In the Lingshan Wenting meeting hall, after Shen Yue understood the general situation, he exclaimed: "Even the Little Sky Thunder God-Destroying Mantra left by the Wen Sheng can't kill him!"
Everyone was silent. They had already experienced this shock a few days ago.
The God-Destroying Mantra is an existence that can destroy gods. Even if it is the God-Destroying Mantra of Little Heavenly Thunder, they have always thought that no one in the world can resist it.
If he could resist it, his cultivation would be as terrifying as a god.
Shen Yue came back to his senses and trembled: "But one of the two women who came to Lingshan twenty years ago."
Sitting in the middle, the white-haired old man wearing red clothes nodded: "She has a twenty-year appointment with Wen Sheng."
Shen Yue murmured: "No wonder...No wonder..."
Those two women came from the Kunlun Secret Realm, the holy land in the hearts of all the demons in the world.
Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, a man from the Kunlun Secret Realm became a real demon in the mortal world. Kunlun Holy Realm and Lingshan Wenting worked together to kill this real demon, and both parties paid a heavy price for this.
This is all because the skills practiced by the people in the Kunlun Secret Realm are derived from gods and demons. Only the Kunlun Secret Realm can suppress them. Once they enter the world and enter the true way, they will turn into real demons and cause harm to the world.
For this reason, Lingshan Wenting and the Kunlun Secret Realm made an agreement hundreds of years ago. People in the Kunlun Secret Realm will never be able to enter the mortal world again.
The Kunlun Secret Realm also promised that if any disciples step out of the Kunlun Secret Realm to enter the world, Lingshan Wenting will kill them.
The historical reasons from hundreds of years ago cannot be studied clearly now. However, this agreement still exists.
Twenty years ago, this matter had always been a secret kept secret by the senior officials of Lingshan Wenting.
These days, everyone was full of expectations for Wang Wanzhi's arrival. Now that Wang Wanzhi can't come, everyone's mood suddenly sinks to the bottom.
Seeing Shen Yue's shocked reaction, which made everyone's morale even lower, He Chu broke the silence: "Uncle Lin guessed that the small sky thunder mantra left by Wen Sheng was not powerful enough. If Wen Sheng had used it himself, , no matter how high this person’s cultivation level is, he still cannot escape disaster.”
The problem is that the old man Wen Sheng has passed away, otherwise why would they be so worried now.
He Chuchao looked at an old man wearing red robes and Confucian clothes sitting in the middle, and said calmly: "Uncle Lin guessed that she has been seriously injured. If she is hit by the Small Sky Thunder to Destroy God Mantra again, she will definitely die!"
This is exactly why they are looking forward to Wang Wanzhi's arrival. Only Wang Wanzhi can break the seal of Xiaotian Lei's God-Destroying Mantra.
Wang Wanzhi put on the holy clothes left by Wen Sheng and used the Small Sky Thunder to Destroy God Mantra, Wen Ting's dilemma was immediately solved.
The white-haired old man said: "We can no longer pin our hopes on Wang Wanzhi. Senior Brother Feng Sheng has been in the illusion for several days, but there is no news at all. I'm afraid the situation is not optimistic."
The number of sixteen, one day outside, is sixteen days in the illusion. In other words, in the few days waiting for Wang Wanzhi's arrival, more than two months have passed in the illusion.
No news has come out for more than two months, and no one can guess what happened inside.
Is it possible that Uncle Wen, who has already entered the realm of Daxuan cultivation, plus three mysterious practitioners in red, a group of mysterious practitioners in purple, and a group of second- and third-level martial arts masters to help out, still can't win one person who has received the mantra of Xiao Tian Lei's Destruction of Gods? One blow, someone seriously injured?
It's really hard to imagine how terrifying this woman is.
Fortunately, one of them has died in twenty years. If the two women gathered together today and there was no Wen Sheng in Lingshan, the more than a thousand years of Lingshan Wen Ting's legacy would be destroyed in the hands of the two women.
The white-haired old man continued: "You all work together to open the illusion channel, and I will enter the illusion to lend a helping hand to Senior Brother Wen."
A mysterious man in red asked: "Okay, when will senior brother plan to enter the illusion?"
The white-haired old man responded: "If we delay for one day outside, we will have to wait for sixteen days inside. If we delay for one moment outside, we will have to wait for two hours inside. Today!"
Everyone responded in unison: "Okay!"
The white-haired old man said calmly: "If Senior Brother Wen and I cannot come out, you will trap this girl in the illusion forever. You must not take any chances and try to rescue us two."
Although this was an ending that they were unwilling to accept, those present were not naive children and they knew exactly how to make a choice.
The white-haired old man added: "In addition, please arrange for one more person to visit the Wang family in Jinling. When Wang Wanzhi recovers, she must be invited to Lingshan to sit in the main court. This is also the last wish of Wen Sheng."
After this battle, the Lingshan Wenting court will definitely be severely damaged, and there will no longer be a strong scholar. Someone must stabilize the world, and this person is none other than Wang Wanzhi, the future master of Lingshan appointed by the old literary sage.
After finishing speaking, the old man in white lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Get ready, I'll go back to the room and take a rest."
Everyone knew that Uncle Lin, who was a Daxuan cultivator, was going to get his magic weapon.
…
Liu Daqing took Xie Fu to the Forbidden Scripture Pavilion.
In winter, the mist in the mountains became more like smoke and white. I don't know how long it took, but an attic that seemed to be far away from the world appeared in front of Xie Fu's eyes.
The pavilion has five floors, with a pointed roof and overhanging eaves.
The pavilion is not as bright and golden as the temple. It is rough and gray, making people feel like a hermit who was once great but is now forgotten.
Liu Da pointed lightly: "That's the Forbidden Book Pavilion."
Without Liu Daqing's introduction, Xie Fu knew that it was the Forbidden Book Pavilion.
When the two came to the attic, Xie Fu swept around the attic. Fallen leaves were all over the ground, and some of the fallen leaves were even broken and corroded. It was obvious that very few people had set foot here.
If it weren't for the many pavilions and buildings surrounding Lingshan, I would have thought that I was in a deserted ancient temple deep in a sparsely populated mountain.
Liu Taiqing shouted loudly: "Uncle Master, I'm here to clean the Scripture Pavilion."
I heard a very old voice coming from the attic: "Come in."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "This sound must be creepy to hear in the middle of the night."
Liu Taiqing glanced at Fu Xie and said in a low voice: "Don't be joking, my uncle is very serious and does things strictly. This is why Wen Sheng asked him to guard the Sutra Pavilion."
After receiving the reply from his uncle, Liu Taiqing did not immediately step into the attic. Instead, he spoke again: "Uncle, I brought someone here to help today."
"What is your name?"
When Master Xie was about to respond, Liu Taiqing raised his hand to cover Master Xie's mouth and responded loudly: "My name is Master Xie. I am the disciple that Master has just accepted."
"What cultivation level?"
Liu Taiqing couldn't help but laugh, turned around and asked Fu Xie: "Uncle Master, what kind of cultivation level do you want to ask you?"
Before Mr. Xie could answer, the uncle who heard Mrs. Liu’s chuckle said, “Come in.”
After Liu Taiqing was stunned for a moment, he led Xie Fu into the attic.
The first floor is empty, and the surrounding walls are like a temple sutra hall, filled with short sentences.
The two of them followed a winding stone staircase to the second floor.
An old man wearing red Confucian clothes and white hair and white beard sat cross-legged on the ground, exuding an out-of-this-world quietness and desolateness.
Xie Fu had been staying in the temple for a long time and was used to seeing monks with calm temperaments. He suddenly saw this man's coldness and felt no discomfort at all.
Liu Taiqing seemed to be very afraid of him and saluted respectfully: "Uncle Master."
In order to show respect, Xie Fu also gave a salute.
Old man Gu Yang opened his eyes, glanced at Fu Xie, and said, "Go up and start cleaning from the top of the pavilion."
Liu Taiqing nodded: "Uncle Master, let's go up first."
Liu Taiqing took Xie Fu up to the third floor, then continued past the fourth floor, and went directly to the fifth floor in one breath.
"My heart was beating very fast. Fortunately, my uncle didn't look at me just now, otherwise I might have felt guilty immediately."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Have we done anything bad? We are just full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge like other young people."
Liu Taiqing suddenly realized that thanks to Fu, he felt much more at ease mentally, and said: "Master Xu's uncle has a leg disease, and martial arts can release the true energy to control the movement, but this solves the problem of my uncle's walking." difficulty."
Liu Taiqing then added: "Uncle Master Xu is one of the few people in Lingshan who has both civil and martial arts cultivation. It is precisely because of this that Uncle Master Xu's literary and Taoist cultivation is lower than that of other uncles."
Xie Fu responded: "It is inevitable to do two things at once."
Liu Taiqing walked to get the rag out of habit, but Xie Fu focused on inspecting the fifth floor.
The fifth floor is much smaller than the first and second floors, about the same size as an ordinary room, and the seals are stacked like tiles.
They are all seal seals. Those seal seals in the temple are enshrined high up in the temple, but these seal seals are abandoned like this. Are the mantras in these seal seals so evil?
Liu Taiqing had already started wiping the carved and simple window lattice, and Xie Fu asked casually: "Since it's prohibited, why not just destroy it? What else do you want to keep it for?"
Liu Taiqing responded: "These seal seal mantras have been handed down from ancient times. They are the wisdom of the sages. After all, it is a bit sad to destroy them...after all."
Xie Fu said: "Because of the family's words, if it is destroyed like this, it will be extinct. There is a reason to ban it, and there must be a law to let it go. If there is no way to control it, just ban them all."
Liu Taiqing slowly savored Xie Fu's words. Xie Fu had already walked towards a piece of black cloth to cover the dust and lifted the black cloth directly.
The dust is rising, and the sunlight shines into the attic through the window lattice, and the light shows that the dust is speckled and densely packed.
Xie Fu's eyes fell on the ancient box tilted in the seal. The texture on the box was similar to that of the box in the hall.
It's just dust and light.
Xie Fu felt a little sorry for this box as if it was his own destiny. This was a wonderful feeling.
Mrs. Liu nodded slightly, but didn't know what to say.
Xie Fu smiled and asked Liu Taiqing: "I think it has been lonely for too long, and I love it."
Mrs. Liu chuckled and nodded.
Xie Fu stepped forward and took off the seal seals pressed on the box piece by piece, as if what was pressed on the box was not a box, but a person.
There was no longer any pressure on the box, so Xie Fu stepped forward with both hands and gently picked up the box.
The box was not heavy, but Xie Fu felt an inexplicable sense of solidity in his hands. This feeling was like holding the hand of an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
Xie Fu actually murmured: "Old friend, I've kept you waiting for a long time, I'm here to see you."
Liu Taiqing listened to Xie Fu's inexplicable words and blurted out: "Are you stunned?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "I don't know how to tell you. I always feel that it has been waiting for me for so long, just like I will always meet a friend who I know each other in life."
Mrs. Liu sneered lightly, somewhat disapprovingly: "I also felt this way at a certain moment. For example, when I was learning the mantra, I always felt that the mantra was born for me and it belongs to me alone."
Xie Futeng didn't move his hands and said to Liu Taiqing: "Give me the cloth. I want to wipe away every particle of dust on it."
Liu Taiqing handed over the cloth, and Xie Fu began to wipe the dust on the surface of the box, carefully and carefully, little by little.
Liu Taiqing said: "Since this thing has a seal, it is naturally not an extraordinary thing. Countless people must have tried to break the seal over generations, but it is still sealed in dust."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "I think it's because I didn't treat it well enough, so I abandoned it in a place like this to be stained."
Liu Taiqing smiled: "It's not that it's not good enough, it's that it's disappointing. Otherwise, why would it be abandoned in this place?"
Xie Fu wiped the box clean, not even letting go of the dust mixed in the patterns and gaps on the surface of the box. It was really spotless. He thought to himself, old friend, if you are really waiting for me, come out. see me.
Half an hour passed, and the box was just wiped away from the dust and became shiny, but dull.
Xie Fu's expression was gloomy, with an inexplicable sense of loss. He stared at the simple words on the box, trying to find out the mystery from these simple words.
Mrs. Liu, who was wiping the seal, chuckled and said, "I know you are expecting something magical to happen, but nothing magical will happen."
Suddenly the seal in his hand slipped and fell in front of Xie Fu with a few clatters.
Xie Fu said, "I'll just pick it up."
As he spoke, he gently placed the box in a bright place, picked up the seal, and looked at it casually with some curiosity. He saw four big characters of "Emotional Mantra" written in small seals on the seal.
I was even more curious in my heart, why is the emotional mantra a false mantra? With this curiosity, I looked down at the words.
The mantra has only its sound but no meaning. It is composed of a series of vowels connected in series, just like the six-character Buddhist mantra Om Mani Padme Hum.
Mrs. Liu chuckled and said: "You can't read it even if you read it. Most of the mantras here require semi-mysterious cultivation, and they need to be recited thousands of times before they can be spoken skillfully and freely. Otherwise, you think my uncle will be unsuspecting." Let us in."
In fact, Liu Taiqing tried secretly, but his cultivation was too low and he couldn't read the words. This situation was what Wen Dao called mute, but his curiosity still made him want to see any changes.
Xie Fu glanced at the words and read them again in his heart unconsciously.
Both of them focused on the mantra of the seal seal, but they did not notice that the box bathed in the sun began to slowly change.
The simple box seemed to be burning due to the sun, and misty smoke began to float on the surface.
At the same time, the box seemed to absorb the sunlight, and its luster gradually became brighter, just like a gem that can shine completely after being wiped away from dust.
There is no dust on the box, allowing the sunlight to fully shine on the box without any obstruction.
The two people here haven't noticed that the box has undergone strange changes. The chakra in Xie Fu's body moves with the thought, but he can't stop and repeats it over and over again...
Suddenly, there was a sudden change, and a beautiful singing voice rang out. This singing voice was not human, it was like a heavenly sound sung by a fairy in the sky. It made people feel very happy and intoxicated, and they wished they could be immersed in this sound forever.
Liu Taiqing's hand wiping the seal slowly stopped. She just felt so lonely, so lonely in the vast sea of people. She wanted to love and be loved so much... She couldn't help but cry silently. hanging from the corners of his eyes.
Xie Fu stopped, and the sounds of nature retreated into silence.
Liu Taiqing came to her senses suddenly and said excitedly: "Thank you, Fu, your singing is so beautiful and touching."
He didn't sing. Xie Fu suddenly understood something.
The white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the second floor of the attic suddenly opened his eyes, his expression changed, and he stood up. There was nothing under the hem of his robe, but a broken leg.
Liu Taiqing suddenly pointed behind Fu Xie and said in shock: "Fu Xie, look! The box..."
Xie Fu turned around and found that the sealed box had been opened!
The box seems to contain a pool of clear spring, sparkling with life and exuding a strange luster.
The seal of the box has been opened!
The seal of the box has been opened!
What's this!
"Is this the Holy Cloth?"
Liu Daqing's eyes were deeply attracted by this scene, and he murmured: "I don't know, I think so."
Xie Fu said softly: "Holy Clothes! Old friend, you are finally willing to come out to see me."
Xie Fu really can't describe the excitement at this moment, there is a unique feeling! The feeling of knowing each other and cherishing each other for you, his hand couldn't help but gently stretched out, wanting to feel the wonder of this soul connection.
Liu Daqing saw Fu Xie stretching out his hand and said quickly: "Thank you, Fu, don't ruin this holy robe by tampering with it. You must report it to your uncle and the others immediately and let them come and deal with it."
If it is really the Holy Cloth, and there is a second Holy Cloth in the world, this is huge news for Lingshan Wenting.
I'm afraid it will be even more exciting and grand and shocking than the new leader taking over!
And the two of them didn't know much about the Holy Clothes. If their reckless actions caused any irreversible consequences, it would be a huge sin, and they would be responsible for death.
"I just wanted to say hello to this old friend."
Xie Fu responded and continued to approach with his hand.
Liu Daqing rushed forward to stop him, but he knocked over the box with one hand, and the clear spring flowed out of the box.
It’s over! While Liu Daqing was horrified, he found that the clear spring touched his hand, but it slipped away without sticking.
Xie Fu touched the clear spring with his finger, and a strange scene appeared.
This clear spring seemed to be alive, attracting towards Xie Fu's body, slowly getting into his clothes, and covering the surface of his skin.
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