Chapter 92

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People kept coming to summon the disciples for questioning.

Huo Xiumao was in a daze the whole time, and even after he came back after being asked, he still looked absent-minded.

"Do you know why they want to catch young children?"

Jing Yingrong walked to Huo Xiumao, sat down and asked.

Huo Xiumao was suddenly startled and said, "I heard...it seems to be used to raise puppets."

"Puppet?"

"Not entirely. I heard what some elders said, but I don't know much about it. I just know that those people are from an evil cult organization called the Puppet God Sect. This time they didn't bring any puppets with them in order not to expose their identities."

Jing Yingrong nodded.

Huo Xiumao hesitated to speak.

Jing Yingrong: "What do you want to say?"

Huo Xiumao hesitated for a moment. He turned his head and looked left, right, front, and above, looking suspicious.

"Former junior sister, have you ever felt that... someone is paying attention to me in the dark?"

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

Huo Xiumao was stunned and asked anxiously: "Where? Who is it?"

Jing Yingrong pointed behind him: "That disciple is peeking at you."

Huo Xiumao: "..."

He said dumbfounded: "That's not what I meant. I mean, I feel...as if someone is helping me secretly."

Having said this, he paused, frowned slightly, and continued: "I almost died this time, but at that time, I seemed to hear a voice, and then I somehow saved my life."

Jing Yingrong said decisively: "I didn't find anyone helping you."

Huo Xiumao was still dubious: "Is it just my hallucination and coincidence?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Ji Sha Jian said: "Are you lying?"

Jing Yingrong: "No. The black turtle is not a human being."

Ji Sha Sword: "..."

Jing Yingrong asked Huo Xiumao: "Is this important to you?"

Huo Xiumao nodded: "If there is such a person, I want to know the reason and purpose of his helping me. Pies in the sky never fall, and I can't accept this kind of favor in a daze."

Jing Yingrong: "It's a pie to you, but to it, it may be nothing."

Huo Xiumao was startled, then fell into deep thought.

After a long time, his eyes suddenly burst into light, as if he could see the moon through the clouds.

"I see!"

He said excitedly, then his expression changed, he stood up hurriedly, looked into the mirror and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Jing Yingrong: "Huh?"

Huo Xiumao had already hurried out of the hall. Jing Yingrong saw him saying a few words to the deacon outside, and then showed him a jade-white token before the deacon let him go.

Ji Jie Bi asked: "What did he understand?"

Jing Yingrong: "I don't know."



A group of disciples waited in the main hall for seven days.

Seven days is nothing to those who practice Taoism. Only young laymen find it more difficult. Fortunately, there is another place for them to rest.

In seven days, all the disciples who had fought against the monks of the Puppet God Sect were summoned once, and those injured disciples had almost recovered from their injuries. With the help of the sect's power, it only took such a short time.

On the seventh day, Huo Xiumao came back, and his cultivation reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

As soon as he came back, he looked at the camera and said, "You have given me advice over and over again. I really don't know how to repay you."

Jing Yingrong asked in confusion: "Advice?"

Huo Xiumao smiled and said: "My vision was too narrow before, and the pattern was not big enough, so I was blinded by a leaf. You are right, what is a pie to me may be just a piece of cake to people at a higher level. Useless things that are brushed aside. Instead of worrying about this kind of thing, it is better to focus on myself. When I become stronger, I will naturally get the answer. And..."

Huo Xiumao sputtered a long list.

Jing Yingrong tilted her head.

Ji Yanzhu: "What is he talking about?"

Jing Yingrong: "His insights."

Ji Jie Bi: "Why can he think of so much from your one sentence?"

Jing Yingrong: "I don't know."

Ji Sha Jian: "I think I don't understand a bit."

Jing Yingrong: "Yeah, me too."

She could only respond to the other party's eloquence with confused eyes.

Huo Xiumao finally found Jing Yingrong staring at him. He blushed, stopped talking, and took two steps back.

At this time, someone walked into the main hall. They were several senior elders from Taichu Temple, and the elders in charge of the outer sect also followed behind.

All the disciples bowed to the elders.

Immediately afterwards, another elder came into the hall, followed by Yu Xian.

Yu Xian walked with a figure-footed step, and looked like he was yawning non-stop. The clothes she wore randomly hung around her body, exposing a large area of ​​skin on her neck and chest, which were covered with ambiguous red marks.

She just found a chair and sat down, then fell asleep with her head tilted and her mouth slightly open.

The elders ignored her and publicly announced the compensation and rewards given by the sect to everyone.

Not to mention the spiritual stone contribution points, heavenly materials, earthly treasures, magical secrets and other item rewards, Taichu Temple specially opened the colorful fairy spring to these disciples for a period of six days.

The Five-Colored Immortal Spring is located in one of the enclaves guarding the Taiyue Mountain. It is a treasured place created by several senior masters of Taichu Temple. Even their direct disciples have never been there.

Arriving at the magnificent entrance gate of Wucaixianquan, amidst the exclamations of the disciples, a voice emerged that made most people pay attention:

"Why is this place still divided into men and women?"

Yu Xian looked at the two separated passages behind the gate and the signboard above, and asked in disbelief.

The direct disciple next to him coughed awkwardly and said, "Senior Sister Yu, I heard that many people don't know how to wear clothes when entering the fairy spring."

"What's wrong with not wearing clothes?" Yu Xian said confidently, "How can we cultivators stick to the distinction between men and women? I think taking a bath together is more conducive to enhancing the friendship between fellow disciples, so why not"

"You are the only one who talks a lot!"

The leading elder finally couldn't bear it any longer and scolded: "If you want to come in, come in. If not, find a place to sleep. Don't cause trouble!"

"Come in, come in."

Yu Xian said, taking a step forward and leaning toward the side marked male.

The elder was furious behind him: "I want to report it to the leader!"

Yu Xian kept walking.

"I told Shen Pei to go!"

Yu Xian twisted his legs and turned dejectedly to the women's aisle.

The disciples entered the passage respectively.

After walking through the long passage, the restrictions lit up and went out one after another along the way, and finally arrived at the fairy spring.

What you can see are five huge pools at different heights, each of which is like a small lake. The water in the pool is pure white, red pink, goose yellow, light blue, and light green. It is warm, dense, and misty.

A light curtain is suspended at the exit of the channel, which indicates the name and efficacy of each type of pool water, as well as precautions during use.

After seeing the light curtain, everyone picked their own pool and entered the water.