Master's Secret

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion was taken aback, and hurriedly tried to cover it up!But he took a step too late, his bare forehead and the ugly, winding scars on his forehead were all exposed to Jiang Yingli and Ruan Zhouyao!

Ruan Zhouyao said: "Could it be that you are from Huguo Temple—"

"That's right!" The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion said coldly, "I am a young novice monk who escaped from the massacre that year. It was the head teacher Penglai who saved me, and I survived."

Jiang Yingli saw that there were many burn marks on the upper half of his face, and said, "Why don't you remove the scars on his face?"

The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion touched the scar on his face, and said: "Keep these, and you can remind me of everything that happened back then..."

Ruan Zhouyao said: "I thought that people who eat vegetarian food and recite Buddhism will not be limited by worldly grievances."

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion sneered and said: "The national teacher said it lightly, if all your important people are killed, I am afraid that the Buddha will be angry!"

Ruan Zhouyao couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yingli.

Jiang Yingli was silent for a while, and said: "Since you have enmity with the family, did you also participate in the ceremony?"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion said indifferently: "What if you participated, so what if you didn't participate?" He chuckled lightly and said, "The ceremony is a heavy oath made by the family itself, and it deserves what happened like this."

She Guizhen couldn't help but said: "What's the matter with the heavy oath you said?"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion glanced at She Guizhen, and then answered the question, "The aristocratic family has committed such a great crime, and naturally the Mo family and the Mo family have become grasshoppers on the same line. Every 20 years, members of the three great aristocratic families They have to sacrifice to heaven at Yishan." He paused, then said, "When the ceremony is completed, some monks will lose their lives to repay the sinful debts made by their ancestors! Only the person who presides over the ceremony can affect which family's loss Which one has more people, which one has less losses..."

Jiang Yingli remembered that the heads of the three great families were so careful to please Mo Siwen that day. It turned out that the lives of the families really depended on this.

The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "The aristocratic family let you Yingli Xianjun preside over the ceremony, it must have bad intentions! The ceremony was originally for repaying debts, and Yingli Xianjun didn't know the key to it, maybe he became a scapegoat... ..."

Jiang Yingli got up slowly, and said: "The story of the pavilion master is very exciting and touching..." His eyes turned cold, and he patted the table and said, "It's a pity that you still haven't explained that you have deprived so many monks of their lives. They even set up a Buddhist array under the cliff!!"

If you want revenge, just kill everyone directly. The people who set up the formation clearly have other plans, it is definitely not as simple as revenge!

The expression of the Pavilion Master of Yiwu Pavilion changed slightly, but he still said calmly: "Why should Immortal Yingli be so suspicious?"

Jiang Yingli didn't buy it at all, and said, "Where is my apprentice? What are you trying to do by arresting him?!"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion also stood up and said: "I miss my old friend——Immortal Yingli, I invite you to come here because there is an old friend who wants to see him."

"An old friend?" Jiang Yingli said coldly, "Since he is my apprentice's old friend, I, as a master, deserve to see him."

Ruan Zhouyao thought of what he heard outside Meng Hang's door that day, and a ridiculous idea came to his mind.

Could it be that Meng Jing really returned to the world?

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "Don't be anxious, Immortal Lord, I will take you to meet that old friend right now."

Jiang Yingli waited indifferently for the owner of the Yiwu Pavilion to lead the way.

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion signaled to Jiang Yingli and Ruan Zhouyao, and walked out of the small pavilion first.

Jiang Yingli followed.

Ruan Zhouyao walked beside Jiang Yingli and said, "Master..."

Jiang Yingli only turned his head to the side, but there was no unnecessary reaction.

Ruan Zhouyao said via voice transmission: "I'm afraid there is a fraud!"

Jiang Yingli nodded, then shook his head...turned his head back, and didn't look at him again.

Ruan Zhouyao's feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and She Guizhen was wrapped around his hand, and he could almost feel the rapid pulse under his wrist.

At his level of cultivation, the ability to predict seems to be innate.

Ruan Zhouyao always felt that he shouldn't be led by the nose by the owner of the Yiwu Pavilion, but now if he doesn't follow his will, there will be a big cloud of fog and confusion.

Out of the cloister, and through the flower-piercing path.

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion took them to walk most of the house, before arriving at the door of an attic.

When Jiang Yingli looked up, he saw a plaque hanging high in the attic with the word "Chonghua" on it.

"..."

Jiang Yingli frowned slightly, and actually had some bad premonitions in her heart.

"Immortal Yingli, please." The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion put on his cloak again, and politely invited Jiang Yingli in.

Jiang Yingli glanced at him indifferently, and stepped into the door.

Ruan Zhouyao almost entered the room one after the other.

The furnishings in the attic are at least [-]% to [-]% similar to the ones near the water tower!

Table case, small table, bed by the window...

A simple vase was placed on the small table, and a few dewy peach blossoms were inserted in the vase.

There is an exquisite emerald screen near the bed.

At first glance, it is so clear that people can't look away...

When Jiang Yingli saw the person beside the emerald screen, he suddenly lost his voice: "Master, uncle?"

The man was shocked, put down the book in his hand, and stood up.

Jiang Yingli seemed to be in a daze, and arrived in front of the man in a few steps.

Zhao Lihuai's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the owner of the Yiwu Pavilion at the side without any trace, and said, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Yingli stared at him intently, and said, "Uncle Master has already ascended, why did he return to the human world?"

Zhao Lihuai said: "I'm not Senior Brother Meng, Senior Nephew Jiang, you've got the wrong person."

Jiang Yingli's complexion changed, he clenched his sleeves into fists, and put his back behind his back, "You, you are Uncle Zhao?"

Zhao Lihuai said: "Back then Chonghua was divided into three parts, and I didn't owe you much to teach..."

When Jiang Yingli heard his words, he knew that he was acquiescing: "When Master Zhao disappeared, Sanshan has been searching all over the world—"

Zhao Lihuai sat back behind the screen and said, "I was not in Yan Futi at that time."

Jiang Yingli traced back, "Where did Master Uncle go?"

Zhao Lihuai lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Jiang Yingli said to Ruan Zhou, "Ruan Cuo, get out."

Ruan Zhou said, "Me?"

Jiang Yingli turned to the Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion again: "I have seen my old man, so the Pavilion Master would like to make it easier for me?"

The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion said: "The Immortal Lord can be himself." He left the attic very knowingly, and before leaving, he even took a look at Ruan Zhouyao.

Ruan Zhouyao was completely unwilling to leave, but seeing Jiang Yingli staring at him seriously, he knew that he was determined to let him go...

"If there is anything, Master will call me."

Jiang Yingli was noncommittal, so Ruan Zhouyao walked out of the attic slowly, closing the door behind him...

Zhao Lihuai waved his hand and set up a barrier of silence in the room: "I went to the Demon Realm."

Jiang Yingli said: "Uncle Master..."

Zhao Lihuai said: "Since you have seen me, you must have a lot of questions to ask."

Jiang Yingli frowned and said: "The owner of the Yiwu Pavilion told me some secrets about the imperial dynasty, uncle, is everything he said true?"

Zhao Lihuai was silent for a while, then said: "Do you still remember the Floating Mirror?"

Jiang Yingli said: "Master Uncle just disappeared after entering the Floating Mirror."

"The river of blood in the Floating Mirror is the heart that I can't get through." Zhao Lihuai said, "I have too much murderous intent, and I really can't meditate through my cultivation of mind."

Jiang Yingli said: "But the uncle has not been persistent for so many years, why did it come to that time..."

"Because, your grand master died because of me." A cold light flashed in Zhao Lihuai's eyes, and he said, "And I have exhausted all methods, but I can't save his soul!"

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