Mozun's apprentice is wrong

"It's Huaweizong..." Fang Yuning's ghost said timidly: "There are their spies in the sect, and they said they can help me deal with Lin Yu...Senior brother Lin."

A voice out of sight on the screen said, "Why do they want to help you?"

Everyone recognized that it was Bai Jingxuan's voice, and the Tuoying Talisman was recorded from the perspective of the caster, so the caster could not be seen in the screen.At this time, everyone also knew that this scene was recorded by Bai Jingxuan.

Ghosting stammered and continued: "They helped me deal with Senior Brother Lin, I...helped them put...poison in the suzerain's standing medicine..."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, and someone shouted: "This is impossible!" Then he pointed to the ghost in the screen and said, "Who is this person? How can you speak empty teeth and dirty my Huaweizong's innocence!"

Wen Ziyu's eyes widened at this moment, and he whispered to himself, "This is impossible..."

The picture didn't stop, and Bai Jingxuan continued to ask: "Even if Wen Cheng came in person, he couldn't break the Fakong Seal of this deity, nor could he perform this soul-locking technique. How do you explain it?"

"The spies of Huaweizong said that there will be an expert to help me... However, I have never seen the appearance of that expert. It is always a shadow, elusive, I really don't know who this person is, it is he who broke the law. Empty seal."

He added another sentence: "But it is undoubtedly Huaweizong who helped me, and the spy showed me the badge of Feiyutang!"

The picture stopped there, and the crowd made a noise again.

But Gu Yuchen didn't stop. He looked at Wen Ziyu who looked terrified, and said with a sneer, "The second gift from the suzerain, please be sure to accept it, the young suzerain."

After speaking, he stretched out his fingers and said, in the midair in front of him, dozens of rays of light slowly appeared, gradually drawing a complicated curse mark.

"Transcription Talisman." Someone said: "Could it be that Tianzun gave him some magic weapon or talisman, which is so powerful that he can't use it by himself, so he needs to transcribe Tianzun's incantation?"

As soon as the person finished speaking, there was a bang, and a dazzling sphere suddenly appeared in front of Gu Yuchen, with lightning flashing inside it, as if a thousand thunderbolts were compressed in a sphere no bigger than a palm.

After all, Wen Ziyu was young, and had never seen such a technique before, but a real person at the bottom of the steps recognized it at a glance, and shouted in horror: "No Xiangyin!"

Everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they saw the ball of light spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a wall of light, swept across the hall, and dispersed outside the hall.

After a low-frequency sound, the entire Huawei Sect was shrouded in a faint light.

A disciple at the foot of the mountain didn't know why, and stretched out his finger to touch the slowly surging twilight that stopped in front of him, but saw that it spread like ripples from the point where his fingertip touched.

People can still enter and leave the light sphere barrier freely, but on the top of the sphere, there is a bolt of lightning hanging in the air, constantly flashing and crackling.

Wen Ziyu saw the terrified expressions of all the real people, and said hurriedly: "What is that?"

Before waiting for others to answer, Gu Yuchen said: "The suzerain said, he already knew the matter. He could have come to interrogate the noble sect himself, and who sent someone to infiltrate the sect to commit misdemeanors, but Nian is the same as Hua Weizong. The friendship between the three sects, this time he is willing to hold his hand high and let it go, and hope that Hua Weizong will be able to take care of himself from now on."

After speaking, he summoned the sword and turned it into a sick light and disappeared into the hall.

Wen Ziyu was furious, and was about to send people to chase after him, but was stopped by an elder, "Young master, no! There is no affiliation, you should restrain yourself!"

Seeing his heartbroken appearance, Wen Ziyu knew that something was wrong, "Say it quickly!"

In Wuxiangyin, every inch of land is under the control of Tianzun.Although people still have freedom of movement, if they violate the rules, the thunder hanging in the sky will fall instantly, burning everything in India to scorched earth.

At the same time, this seal is equivalent to announcing to the world that the area in India is under the supervision of Tianzun.

Those who have been coerced by this seal all the time, either committed a heinous crime, or became the fangs of the gods, or the offshoots of the sect.

"What a shame!" An elder sighed, "My Huawei Sect's reputation for thousands of years was ruined by you!"

"Young Sect Master, no matter what you want to do, stop now! Otherwise, the entire sect will be destroyed!"

Everyone was talking to each other, bursts of voices hit Wen Ziyu's eardrums, and he reprimanded loudly: "Shut up!"

He clenched his fist tightly, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Bai Jingxuan, just wait, this revenge will be avenged!"

In the Book Collection Pavilion, Bai Jingxuan was almost buried in the pile of books. From time to time, scrolls were thrown out, and sometimes a flash of inspiration flashed, and the books on the high shelf fell into the pile of books with a whizzing sound.

A short, stooped old man with long beard kept bending down to pick up the scattered scrolls, and sighed, "Sect Master, what are you looking for?"

"Tu Yun." He said without looking up.

The old man froze for a moment, then said in surprise, "You mean... the old ancestor?"

Bai Jingxuan's expression froze, and he nodded helplessly.

"Hi!" The old man put down the scroll, and walked unsteadily to a towering bookshelf at the deepest point, "Ask me, I know where all the books are, I know best." He pointed to a brown book at the top Bag, "That's it."

Bai Jingxuan got up and looked in the direction the old man was pointing at, and with a wave of his fingers, he called the book bag into his palm, "Just this one?"

The old man nodded, speaking in a low and hoarse voice, tremblingly said: "The ancestor is a low-key person, and he didn't leave many records."

Bai Jingxuan paused thoughtfully, and seemed to think of something again, and asked, "Do you know Dream Eater Gu?"

The old man looked thoughtful, and nodded after a while, "That is the technique of Southern Border, but...it has been lost for hundreds of years."

"Is there any relevant record?"

The old man shook his head blankly, but patted his head again after a while, "Look at my brain, there is! There is a record." As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe and stretched his arms in an attempt to remove a bamboo slip from the high shelf.

Bai Jingxuan approached and raised his hand to take down the bamboo slip. Seeing that it was covered with dust, he shook it lightly, and when he unrolled the scroll, there was a crash. The old silk rope connecting the bamboo slips turned into dust, and pieces of the bamboo slips fell off.

He clicked his tongue lightly, frowned slightly and bent over, just as he was about to pick up the bamboo piece, he caught a glimpse of a name, which shocked his pupils.

It was written on the bamboo piece: Tong Mingzun was written in the 35th year of Tianyuan.

Seeing Bai Jingxuan froze in place, the old man laughed and said: "Yes, this is a collection of all kinds of strange arts that are almost lost."

A lot of information flooded into Bai Jingxuan's mind, and they were quickly connected together. He could barely hear the old man's last words.

"It's a pity that this is just a collection, and there are no detailed exercises. It is said that when the ancestors heard about these strange exercises, they tried to record them..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he heard the sound of the hem of his clothes, and the white shadow disappeared in front of his eyes.He sighed and shook his head, "The suzerain is still so impatient."

The records about Tu Yun are quite concise, almost indistinguishable from legends.

The only thing that caught Bai Jingxuan's attention was Ming Tianzong was founded in the fifth year of Tianyuan, and Tu Yun ascended 50 years later.

The Xie family tragedy happened in the 11th year of Tianyuan, after Mingtianzong was founded.

The entire Mingtian sect could not find a single word about the Jiejia treasure, Fanjinglian, and in the cultivation world, the records about this treasure seemed to disappear overnight.

As a result, people have almost forgotten the cause of the tragedy that year for thousands of years.

But he knows.

When returning to the upper heaven, he deliberately checked the treasure book, which recorded the natural treasures of heaven and earth since the beginning of the world, among which was the Fanjinglian of the Xie family.

It was also at that time that he was finally sure that Xie Xingchen hadn't lied or sought out the wrong enemy, because the efficacy of Fanjinglian was surprisingly consistent with the most precious treasure of Mingtian Sect, Xuan Bingquan.

Of course this can't be a coincidence.

The only explanation is that Tu Yun founded Mingtianzong first, then attacked Xie's family to seize treasures, renamed it Xuanbingquan, and forged records to cover up the truth.

What he didn't understand was that since Tu Yun had the ability to destroy Shengji's Xie family by himself, why did he need Fanjinglian?

There are too many questions about this man.

He spread out the bamboo slips, on which were recorded various forbidden techniques in vague words, among which the words "Dream Devouring Gu" attracted his attention.

There are only a few sentences, which record that this technique was widely spread in various sects in southern Xinjiang thousands of years ago, and it was gradually lost due to the decline of the sects in southern Xinjiang. Until the time of Tu Yun, there were only incomplete records.

Is it a coincidence?Thousands of years later, the Dream Eater Gu reappeared, and it also appeared in Ming Tianzong.

What is the relationship between the so-called expert sent by the Wen family behind Fang Yuning and Tu Yun?

The ray of light that lit up behind the scroll showed pictures one after another, shining quickly in Lin Yuyang's pupils, and after a few breaths, the light disappeared, but those pictures were imprinted in his mind like a brand.

It was a mind method, and the meridians worked in a peculiar way, completely different from what he had learned in the past.

Who left it here?He was puzzled.

There is no one in the Siguo Pavilion all year round, because there is a dust removal array, there is no need for disciples to clean it, and the candles used are also inexhaustible eternal candles.

When the restraint is lifted, ask the master, he thought so.

It wasn't until more than ten days later that he finally realized that something was wrong. No matter how he practiced his kung fu, he still couldn't store his Qi in the Purple Mansion, let alone try to reconstitute the golden core.

An ominous premonition arose, and he suddenly recalled that he fainted after being lightly tapped on the forehead by the master, and was already in the Pavilion of Thoughts after waking up.

Will it be Master?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a chill, he couldn't sit still, he had to ask clearly, he got up and rushed out of the many pavilion doors, when he reached the last door, he was knocked back a few steps by the wall attached to the door leaf.

The voice of a disciple from the deacon's hall came from outside the door: "Senior brother Lin, the suzerain has an order, and you are not allowed to leave the customs without his order."

"I have something to ask Master, please pass it on, brother." He said loudly.The Siguo Pavilion has a shielding magic circle, so it cannot transmit sound directly.

The people outside the door seemed to be hesitating, so he said again: "The master only said that I can't go out, didn't he say that I can't pass the message?"

The other party snorted, "Okay, if you want to ask something, just write it on the sound transmission talisman."

He was full of expectations, but when he received the reply from the disciples outside the door, his heart fell to the bottom.

"The suzerain said, ordering you to meditate on your own mistakes here, it's not a closed-door practice, don't think about irrelevant things."

He reconfirmed in disbelief: "Master, did you really say that?"

The disciple outside the door replied firmly: "Exactly."

He was silent for a long time before he could say, "I want to see Master."

"The suzerain also said that if you ask to see me, I will answer, no see."

This sentence stung his nerves, he didn't know whether it was sadness or anger, he only felt dizzy for a while, and his temples ached.

Wisps of dark aura constantly emerged from his palm, and he looked at his palm suspiciously. Whenever his emotions fluctuated violently, this force would emerge.

At this time, the voice of the sword spirit came from his mind, his expression froze, and he whispered: "What did you say?"

"Is this true?" Lin Yuyang sat cross-legged in front of the spiritual seat alone, looking as if he was talking to himself.

The sword spirit was sometimes sober and sometimes chaotic, and the words he said were somewhat inconsistent, but Lin Yuyang still got the most critical information from these few words.

The mental method just discovered can make the spiritual veins circulate around the purple mansion and form pills in the sea of ​​qi.

But there is no answer as to who left this mentality in the Siguo Pavilion.

At this time, he had calmed down, and was in a tangle: "If the master intends to prevent me from entering the country, how can I disobey him?"

But Sword Spirit didn't seem to intend to give up, chattering endlessly in his mind.

After a long time, his eyes froze.

Cang Li is right, if his cultivation is not good, how can he help him get revenge?

The most important thing is, if he can't form alchemy, how can he catch up with the master?The gap in cultivation base, which was already worlds apart, has now become an insurmountable gap.

Master, as the god of heaven, is surrounded by a disciple who can't even form a golden core, what kind of ridicule will he receive?

Will it be like what the sword spirit said just now, that one day he will gradually drift away from his master?

Thinking of this, he suddenly shivered.Absolutely not!

Although he still has doubts about this inexplicable mind, but the sword spirit has checked that there is no problem, he hesitated for a moment and then said cautiously: "Let's talk first, just try."

Not long after, the previous sense of blockage dissipated without a trace the moment he worked his mind.The hearty feeling made him involuntarily continue to explore.

Under the blessing of the mental method, the dark breath in the inner body gradually merged with the spiritual flow, no longer working independently, but instead played a complementary effect.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a stream of spirits scattered in all directions, creating a gust of wind that almost knocked down the tablet.

He let out a soft sigh in disbelief, this way of thinking was so suitable for him that it almost made him a little unbelievable.

"Could it be such a coincidence?" He asked in a low voice.

At this time, the gray-feathered chickadee was chirping, and he looked for his reputation, but saw a ray of light flashing out of thin air in the area where the mental method appeared just now, out of thin air in front of the scroll, outlining a figure.

Although the graphic flashed by, it made his eyes stagnate.

That is the cloud pattern of Qingxuan Palace!

Mingtianzong has always used cloud patterns as its symbol, but there are some slight differences among the halls to highlight their functions. For example, the cloud pattern of Huichun hall has added the pattern of hundreds of herbs, and the hall of Qianji has integrated the pattern of utensils.

The Qingxuan Hall is where the suzerain is located, and its cloud pattern is combined with the dragon pattern with simple lines.

For example, this pattern was embroidered with silver thread on the skirts of Lin Yuyang and the disciples guarding the palace.

He asked Huilu suspiciously, "Master?"

Titmouse tilted its head to look at him and kept chirping.

He quickly denied his guess, Master acted in an upright manner, if he wanted to help him, he would definitely not beat around the bush like this.

At this time, the sword spirit spoke again, and he nodded slowly when he heard the words, "You are right, even if it is not a master, it should be left by the ancestors of the past generations."

After speaking, he felt at ease, and his extreme desire to recover his cultivation made him hardly hesitate, and immediately began to practice the mental method.

When entering the state of divine light mindfulness, time passes quickly, and all external objects are isolated and the five senses are blocked.

I don't know how long it took, until he felt a surge of power in his body, almost swimming in the spiritual veins like a tide, and finally gathered a sea of ​​energy.

The inner golden light condensed into pills, he opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his palms somewhat inconceivably, the aura in his palms sometimes flashed dark purple sparks like an electric current.

He involuntarily took a deep breath, trying to find the target of the drill, but it was completely impossible to perform in the small attic.

He thought of the enchantment outside the door.

So his eyes lit up, he condensed his spiritual flow and waved his palm away, only to see a dark purple light flash past, shattering several pavilion doors one after another, and finally collided with the barrier with a loud bang.

He seemed to hear the sound of the barrier breaking.

Not only did he form alchemy again, but his cultivation was even worse than before.

Very good!He almost cried out.

At this moment, several disciples poured in from outside the door, looking at the mess, the team leader said in surprise: "Senior brother Lin, you are..."

"Good guy, even the enchantment is broken, what kind of exercise is this? Even if the suzerain relieves your restraint, you don't have to be so excited." Another person said: "You just need to say, and the enchantment will be untied for you , why bother to go to war."

A disciple counted: "The door of the pavilion was shattered...five." He took out a pen and wrote down: "Report to the Deacon Hall, and deduct from your share."

Lin Yuyang didn't hear the discussion behind the few people, he was stunned for a while and said in surprise: "Master, have you released my restraint?"

"That's right! It was solved a few months ago, but the suzerain saw that you had fallen into the divine light guard, and was afraid of waking you up rashly, and you would be prone to madness, so he didn't bother you anymore. Who knows that you just now..."

"A few months ago?" He was taken aback, in his perception, it seemed that only a few days had passed.

"How long have I been here...?"

The team leader's light-hearted answer was like a thunderbolt, making him stunned for a while.

"One year."

He couldn't wait to return to Qingxuan Palace.

One year!

Even if it is divine light, it shouldn't make people's perception of time so confused. He thought about it, it should be because of the mentality. When he was practicing, he seemed to be in another time and space, and he almost felt a sense of detachment from reality. Perhaps it was this sense of detachment that made him lose track of time.

But he didn't want to think about these things, all he could think about at the moment was to see Master as soon as possible.

If we haven't seen each other for a year, will Master miss him?

Master doesn't like the craftsmanship in the dining hall. Without him, can we have a good meal?

He was full of expectations until he passed through the gate of the palace and smelled the fragrance of orchids wafting from the quiet room. His eyes were delighted and he immediately searched for the fragrance.

Bai Jingxuan was flipping through the roster of all monks above the Huiyang Realm in Xiujie, trying to find clues about Tu Yun.The calm wind and waves in the past year made him suspicious. He had a premonition that everything this person did was vaguely related to Lin Yuyang.

But the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, he can only wait and see what happens, and play by ear.

Feeling Lin Yuyang's aura outside the door, he put down the roster, raised his eyes and said, "Are you back?"

Lin Yuyang paused before the threshold, restrained his breath and adjusted his facial expressions before stepping inside.

During the retreat, he recalled more than once how to ask his own questions when he saw Master again.

Why should he be banned?Can you know the mental method hidden in the Siguo Pavilion?

It can be seen that after seeing Bai Jingxuan, all these problems were left behind by him. He just wanted to know, how is Master doing after not seeing each other for a year?Do you... even a little... miss him?

Just as he was about to speak, he felt a strange aura coming from far and near. He vigilantly searched for the owner of this aura, but saw a handsome young man in red shirt coming to the table with a full tray with a smile on his face. After setting out the sumptuous dishes, he took out a pair of silver chopsticks and wiped them carefully before handing them to Bai Jingxuan.

He saw the master took the chopsticks from the man very naturally, and the two sides acted in a tacit understanding, it didn't look like they had been getting along for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Bai Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why didn't you answer?"

Only then did he come back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Yes, I'm back." As he spoke, he stared suspiciously at the young man in the red shirt, and was about to ask a question, but he saw the other party smiling and said, "I think this is Senior Brother Lin." Bar?"

The man said that he gave him a slight salute: "I come from Yuxu Palace, a direct disciple of Dongji Immortal Venerable, my surname is Helan, and my single name is Xuanzi."

He didn't like this person for no reason, but he returned the gift and announced his family background, and cast a puzzled look at Bai Jingxuan.

I saw that Bai Jingxuan didn't even lift his head, and he just dealt with the food on the plate.

Then He Lanxuan said with a smile: "My teacher proposed to exchange disciples with Tianzun, and practice for a year to show the friendship between the two factions. It's just that Brother Lin was still in retreat at the Siguo Pavilion a few months ago, so Tianzun sent Brother Gu and me to guard the temple. exchange."

Lin Yuyang frowned slightly wondering, when did they have such friendship with Yuxu Palace?Could it be that the Dongji Immortal Venerable, who has always been noble, also learned to get close to Tianzun?

But after thinking about it, fortunately he came back late, otherwise I don't know if Master would really send him away.

What's more, if he had to face the Dongji Immortal Venerable who was written into the story book with his master all year long, he didn't know if he would overturn the roof of Yuxu Palace.

Bai Jingxuan swept all the dishes on the table before putting down his chopsticks.

This is very unusual. In the past, Master tasted food only lightly, and never moved a chopstick, because eating was always for appetite, not for satiety.Only the dishes he cooks, the master will buy more, and if he meets something he likes, such as the flame roast goose, he will wipe it all away.

But he has never seen a table full of mouths.

But this meal was not made by him, but by an irrelevant bystander.Thinking of this, a trace of irritability rose in his heart.

At this time, He Lanxuan tacitly handed over a silk handkerchief at the right time, and after the other party wiped his lips and hands, he took the handkerchief back and put it directly into his sleeve.

Lin Yuyang was a little displeased when he saw this, and he didn't know where the dissatisfaction came from. He was about to say hello and leave, but Bai Jingxuan called him, "Come here."

He paused for a moment, and went forward cheerfully. Before he could ask questions, he felt his wrist being pulled over.

The author has something to say: Green tea radar alarm~~beep beep beep~~!

Lin: I'm not happy, I can't coax you well

Bai: Be good, don't make trouble~

Lin: No one will make trouble

white (rolls eyes)

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