Reborn in the fish tank of the enemy's family

On one side is Mu Wang's mansion suppressed by the earth spirit, and on the other side is Jing'an Hou's mansion banned by the so-called Gonggong Temple. No matter where it is, there is an indescribable weirdness.Shi Xuan thought about it all the way, until he stepped into the door and saw the white-haired Taoist sitting inside, he had an answer in his heart.

"Real person Xueming?" Zhou Lingshu's tone was full of surprise, he looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, and looked him from head to toe several times with uncertain eyes.

The old Taoist priest nodded at him, and politely replied: "You should know the name of the poor Taoist priest. Xueming Zhenren is my master. He has cultivated a true fruit a hundred years ago, and he is no longer here. The fellow Taoist actually knows the name of the master. It is indeed a predestined person."

"You should know the master," Shi Xuan asked, "Could it be that Master asked you to build a temple here and let people worship the so-called Gonggong of the gods?"

"How do you know?" There was a trace of surprise in Yingzhi's expression, but he quickly regained his composure, and nodded slightly at Shixuan: "Before the master attained enlightenment, he called me to you and gave me An address, let me bring his bones here to bury him after his death, and then build temples on it, and make stone statues for the people in the portraits, he said that this is the work of ancient gods and gods."

Ying Zhi, who was instructed by his mentor, hastily collected the bones of Master Xueming, led his people to Xuanping, and found the former site of Jing'anhou Mansion.But they found that this place is a barren place, the yard has been abandoned for a long time, overgrown with weeds, and no family within a hundred miles is stronger than it.

"Hundreds of years ago, there were many shocking stories circulating here. When it was dark, no one dared to approach." Yingzhi recalled: "I buried Master's bones here, and I did as he said. On the day when the statue of Gonggong was invited, it rained heavily all day and all night in Xuanping."

The rain washed the entire temple, as if it wanted to clean up all the filth that could not be seen, so that it could no longer grow quietly in the dark corners.Since then, the place has changed a lot, and the memory of the local people in Xuanping seems to have been washed by the rain, and no one remembers that this place was once a desolate "haunted house".

It is a temple of Gonggong with prosperous incense and incomparable efficacies.

"But that idol is not Gonggong."

To bid farewell, we should know that it has been dusk for a long time, and the believers have already returned home. Everyone left the Gonggong Temple and walked towards their residences. Cen Zelin did not speak until after walking a certain distance.

Yao Peizhou responded: "It's true that it doesn't look like it."

Tang Yushuang, who usually talked the most, fell into silence. His abnormality quickly attracted Shi Xuan's attention. The latter looked back at him and asked, "Brother Shuang, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, who is the real Xueming?" Tang Yushuang turned her head to look at the Gonggong Temple not far away. A powerful inscription.

"This inscription—" Zhou Lingshu squinted his eyes slightly, carefully recognized it for a while, and then said in an unusually firm tone: "This is the handwriting of Master Xueming."

Shi Xuan looked back at him: "Are you sure?"

"When my eldest son was born, I asked a real person to ask for a peace talisman for him. There was a sentence in it, 'I hope the gods and Buddhas in the sky will protect this son, and all evil will not invade, and everything will be smooth and safe, and there will be no taboos'. The characters on the plaque are almost exactly the same," Zhou Lingshu said.

"You remember all of this?" Tang Yushuang looked at him incredulously, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you sleep for 1000 years? Such a good memory?"

"Because Huaiwei...is my eldest son, who died young." When Zhou Lingshu said this, there was a bit of hidden emotion in his eyes, which seemed to be sad and resentful. How much he loves the eldest son who has come down to the world.

Even with the passage of time and the passage of thousands of years, this emotion has not faded away.

Tang Yushuang opened her mouth, turned around a comforting word and retracted it.After all, after so many years, it would be too strange to say condolences now, not to mention that even if he did not die young, he would have passed away according to the average lifespan of the human race.

Before they recovered their senses, Yao Peizhou had turned back like a gust of wind. He overturned the closed gate of Gonggong Temple, and slammed it on the ground with a bang, causing dust to fly.

The little Taoist priest who was cleaning was so frightened that his broom fell to the ground. He looked at Yao Peizhou with a pale face who had almost pasted the four characters "The visitor is not kind" on his face. He trembled for a long time but couldn't make up a complete sentence.

He pushed open the door, only to find that Yingzhi, who should have been inside, was nowhere to be found.The tea sets that had been placed were cleaned up, and the whole room was lifeless, as if no one had ever entered.

The little cleaning Taoist followed him all the way, holding the broom in his hand as a weapon in front of his chest, looking at him tremblingly, and after a while, he whispered: "You...who are you looking for?"

"Where are the people in this room?" Yao Peizhou looked at him coldly, his sharp eyes made him tremble again.

The little Taoist shrank his neck and replied, "This...it's empty, there's no one here."

"I'll ask you again, where is the person?" Yao Peizhou slowly approached him, pushing him to the corner, his eyes were cold, like sharp knives, and he said word by word: "You should know, or Xue Mingren, where are you going now?"

Hearing these two names, the little Taoist stared wide-eyed in shock, the broom in his hand for self-defense fell to the ground with a slap, cold sweat dripped from his back, and he said, "You should know that Master passed away three years ago." , you... how do you..."

"It's really interesting." Shi Xuan, who arrived behind, just heard this sentence, squinted his eyes meaningfully, and commented: "The master used the name of the apprentice to say that he had been dead for 100 years, and the result is that the apprentice It’s really been dead for many years, why? Those people who ask for immortality, don’t they have to see their own names?”

Seeing this group of uninvited guests, the little Taoist felt his legs go weak for a while, and instinctively felt that no one was easy to mess with.He wanted to run, but found that he had no way to escape. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt his eyes go dark, and then passed out.

"Hey, Yao Er, you've scared people into unconsciousness." Tang Yushuang shouted as if she had discovered a new land.

Yao Peizhou frowned impatiently, and looked down at the little Taoist priest who fell on the ground.A faint light lingered on the latter's body, and then gradually opened his eyes, and when he woke up again, his whole body was different from before.

Those eyes were no longer timid and fearful, and the feeling of submissiveness also disappeared. His eyes were calm and gentle, staring straight at the people in front of him.

"Real person Xue Ming," Zhou Lingshu said first.

The little Taoist nodded slightly: "This is the second time today that His Majesty recognized him."

"It really was you just now." Zhou Lingshu's expression was relieved, as if he saw the extraordinary and refined Taoist priest through the skin of this little Taoist priest. If he hadn't helped him back then, I am afraid that the entire previous week would have been destroyed.

"I thought His Majesty would sleep a little longer. It seems that I underestimated the power of Sun Candlelight." Master Xue Ming sighed softly, and shifted his gaze from Zhou Lingshu to Tang Yushuang who was standing beside him. Under the latter's puzzled eyes, he asked: "It seems that you have completely forgotten, Xiaoying Zhao."

"you......"

Tang Yushuang was stunned for a moment, there were not many people in this world who called him that, not even his former master, the creator god Fuxi, ever called him that.He took a few steps back, fixedly staring at the person in front of him, and tried hard to let himself accept this impossible reality:

"Are you Gonggong?"

Thousands of years ago, everything in the world was still in its infancy, and it was thriving.The fire god Zhurong and the water god Gonggong have been feuding for a long time, and finally a big war broke out.The world was overshadowed by it, the rivers, lakes and seas were fighting endlessly with the monstrous wildfires, the grass and trees in a radius of a hundred miles were exhausted, and the people were dying.

Gonggong failed, and then angered Buzhou Mountain, the Tianzhu collapsed, and the floods caused floods. If it weren't for Nuwa's efforts to repair it, I'm afraid there would be no future generations like this.

After the lost Gonggong knocked down Mount Buzhou, his body was severely damaged, but his spiritual consciousness was still there. He wandered around the world to find a suitable physical sustenance, so he survived.

"If I hadn't been impulsive back then, how could I have made such a big mistake." When Master Xueming talked about this past event, his expression was calm and natural. After going through all kinds of things in the world, he might have already been relieved.Then, he looked at Yao Peizhou and said:

"During the war, the sun candle was damaged, and my rebellious subject Xiang Liu took the opportunity to steal Taiyin Youying's sword body. It was too late when I learned about it. After entering the WTO, I searched all over Kyushu and collected scattered swords The fragments of the candle light are almost ready, I never thought Taiyin Youying would appear again."

That was the time when Jiang Wenyi used flesh and blood to reshape the sword spirit for Taiyin Youying, and it was also the time when the regime was in turmoil the previous week.When the fierce sword appears in the world, disasters will come from heaven.

Only Ling Tingke's long sword "Ghost Weeping" and Yao Peizhou's long spear "Yinghuo" exist in the world today, but neither can compare with those two swords, let alone suppress Taiyin Youying, who reshaped the sword spirit. up.

"So I came to King Qing as the real Xueming, and used a little trick to make him think that I was an aide who had been with him for a long time." I can't bear the divine power of the whole sun candle, and once it enters the body, there is a risk of sudden death. Therefore, I only put one piece into King Qing's body, and I found a safer place for the rest—"

When he said this, he turned his head and looked at Tang Yushuang who was standing aside, his meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"You mean, the rest of the sun candle is currently in Tang Yushuang's body?" Cen Zelin probably understood, and nodded suddenly: "So, the Taiyin Youying is illuminated by the sun candle that is incompatible with it. Feeling the coercion, I dare not act rashly."

"Taiyin Youying?" Master Xueming's expression changed: "It...where is it now?"

"here!"

With a reply, a snow-white long sword swished across the crowd.Yao Peizhou looked back, only to see Tan Sinian appearing at the door at some time, stepping into the room unhurriedly under the slightly surprised eyes of everyone, and then explained: "Boss Ling said, you need it."

hum-

The long sword roared, and Yao Peizhou felt the former Zhou Guoxi, which he kept in his handbag, shake for a while, as if he had sensed something.Zhou Linghui's mood, which was sealed in the imperial seal, has obviously fluctuated, which is enough to prove that the sword spirit who refuses to show up should be Jiang Wenyi.

"You are..." Master Xue Ming raised his head to look at Tan Sinian, his eyes flashed, his expression was a bit astonished.

Tan Sinian nodded slightly: "It's been many years, how are you?"

"You've grown so big." The voice of Master Xueming was full of exclamation. Even though he was trapped in the body of this young Taoist priest at this time, he could still see the vicissitudes of life from his eyes. .

"Thank you for remembering." Tan Sinian was very calm, as he always was, and no one could tell whether he was sad or happy when he spoke.

"Let's gossip." Yao Peizhou couldn't help interrupting them, his eyes fell on Taiyin Youying who was about to move: "What should we do with this sword now? If the sword spirit refuses to show itself, we have no way to start."

Taiyin Youying's sword body is far stronger than Taiyin Zhuzhao. Even if the Four Saints worked together to suppress it back then, it could only damage its sword spirit, but not its sword body; but now, most of Ling Tingke's energy is spent on suppressing it. Jiang Xun lost all his spiritual power on the ferocious beast in the dungeon where the special case was located, and became a weak and sick child.

Yao Peizhou and Ye Tinglan alone are not enough to make things happen, and they cannot make the sword spirit hidden in it reveal its real body.

"Don't you have a ready-made method?" Master Xue Ming pointed to his faintly glowing pocket, and everyone's eyes immediately gathered there.Only Master Xueming continued to say: "That's his obsession, the reason why he refused to let go for a long time, the one trapped in the imperial seal must be the same."

The kit was opened, and the lustrous national seal burst out with a strong and dazzling light, echoing the shadow of the sun.Not long after, Zhou Linghui gradually took shape under the strong light, and his body was a little more transparent than when he first appeared.

His face was pale, and he looked at Yao Peizhou expressionlessly, trying to suppress the instinctive fear of this person, gritted his teeth and said, "Help you? Don't even think about it!"

"Then you may want to watch Jiang Wenyi disappear in ashes, Your Highness King Mu." Shi Xuan said.

Hearing this name, Zhou Linghui's whole body tensed up, his eyes filled with killing intent: "What did you say?"

"Jiang Wenyi's soul is trapped in the dark shadow of the sun. This sword is a fierce sword. Natural disasters will surely fall in this world, so we will definitely destroy it." Quite jokingly: "Our supervising soldier has no other abilities, and his destructive power is second to none. If His Highness doesn't want Jiang Wenyi's soul to be shattered into powder along with the sword body, it's best to cooperate."

"How dare you!" Zhou Linghui's face was gloomy, almost tearing Shi Xuan into pieces with his eyes.

"It's not that I dare—" Shi Xuan shook his head lightly at him, and then said: "It's His Highness who is reluctant."