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The young pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion, Mo Xiang, replied with a blue bird.

The scroll that the blue bird brought back recorded all the answers to An Hongdou's questions.

From these answers, the majestic Mother of the Wind and Snow Silver City deduced an inevitable possibility, and it was also the one she was most worried about.

Liu 13 fell into the hands of an alien race!

......

A storyteller secretly followed him all the way down the mountain and out of the valley from Liu Shisan, and did not reveal his tracks until he took a boat in Luohe County.

On the night of Liu Shisan's disappearance, it happened that the storyteller of suspicious origin was living in the same inn.

Liu 13 is here, and Mr. Storyteller is here.

Liu 13 disappeared without a trace, and Mr. Storyteller was nowhere to be found.

Tianji Pavilion Shunteng checked the identity of the storyteller, and found that there was no record of that gentleman in the dossier.

This is thought-provoking.

Tianji Pavilion has been established for thousands of years, and there are records of people in the world who have nothing to do with life or death, no matter how big or small. Even the Tiannan Jueyunling Demon Clan and the ancient tomb-guarding tribe of the Beihai Sun Never Set Cemetery are no exception, and there will never be such a flaw in operation.

Thinking of An Hongdou's worries in the letter, Mo Xiangqi checked the relevant records of the entry of alien races in Tianxi Mirror in the past ten years, and sure enough, she found some clues!

She could be sure that the vanished storyteller must be of another race!

......

An icy iron cage suspended in the air by arm-thick black chains.

Outside the cage is a damp and dark circular wall.

The sound of flowing water and echoes below lingers in my ears.

About 10 meters above the head, the sky is about 10 meters away, and the wind and snow are constantly falling at the skylight that can accommodate the size of a normal human body, and it is even more penetrating in this wet and cold place.

After Liu Shisan woke up, he had been observing the surroundings, and he looked at the skylight with his hands and feet in chains.

He couldn't remember how he had been plotted.

But he knew that he was in an ancient well that no one cared about, in the well in the city of Wind and Snow Silver City.

"It's cold. ”

Song Lingyun rubbed her little hands with a pale face, and her whole body curled up against the iron cage. Locked up on an empty stomach for a few days, it was undoubtedly the most painful and tormenting for the little junior sister who had not cultivated herself.

Liu Shisan looked at the little junior sister and the little monk who was chanting Buddhist scriptures cross-kneeled but his body was also trembling, and he made a wish for many pieces of clothing in the crescent pendant, and he didn't care about anything else, so he put them all on for his junior brothers and sisters.

Suddenly remembering something, Liu Shisan took off the hanging ornament that was warm in winter and cool in summer given by Master Jiang Manlou on his waist, and handed it to the hands of the little junior sister Song Lingyun, letting her hold it with both hands.

Liu 13 comforted and said, "Senior sister, don't worry, if we get lost, Master will definitely notice it." Maybe at this moment, Yan Lingwei has already spread out the net to find our whereabouts. ”

After the jade pendant was in his hand, the warm current flowed from the palm of his hand, and Song Lingyun, whose complexion finally recovered a little blood, still did not forget to say with sharp teeth: "When the time comes, I must ask the master to accept me as an apprentice to teach skills, strip off their clothes and throw them into the heavy snow, and see if they are cold......

The little sister vented her emotions and didn't forget to sneeze.

The little monk opened his eyes and whispered the Buddha's name: "The little monk has something to entrust to the senior brother to do for him." ”

Liu 13 looked at the little monk and said, "Little Zen master, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

When he took out a letter from his baggage: "This is a letter written by Nanshan Zen Master, if the senior brother is fortunate enough to get out of this predicament, please hand it over to the Venerable City Lord." ”

Liu 13 glanced at the letter: "Since it is a letter written by Uncle Xingyun, it is most appropriate for the little Zen master to hand it over to the master." ”

When the little monk Heten said: "Senior brother has cultivation, and it is not difficult to get out of trouble." When I was willing to escape into Buddhism since childhood, I had already regarded this body as dust, not afraid of pain and death, but I was afraid that I would not be able to complete the Zen master's instructions. ”

Liu 13 was silent for a moment.

The little junior sister Song Lingyun looked at the two with blinking.

The little monk added on his behalf: "Actually, it's not very important! I wish this trip is only for the Zen master to send a letter to the lord of the Wind and Snow Silver City." ”

Liu 13 was surprised: "Believe it?"

The little monk said: "Ten years ago, the Zen master made a grand wish, and the poor and the Yellow Spring were looking for a person. In the past ten years, I was willing to follow the Zen master to every corner of the world, but I could not find it. ”

Liu 13 nodded.

Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun took refuge in the stone bridge in front of the Buddha's gate, and he was fortunate to hear a little. He has even made trouble with Jiang Manlou and listened to many stories of scholar Li Xingyun.

He had never seen the scholar, but he admired it from the bottom of his heart. He felt that the scholar was worthy of the three refuges, and even more worthy of the three refuges.

I only heard the little monk continue: "Not long ago, the Zen master made a decision, he wanted to go west to seek Buddha. ”

Liu 13 was surprised: "Seeking Buddha?"

It is rumored that there is a spiritual mountain in the western mirror world, which is the ancestral garden of the Buddha family, and there are many holy monks in the spiritual mountain, and they can overcome the suffering of the world.

Ten years ago, at the Sword Pavilion Sword Washing Meeting, there were walking monks from the Buddha Gate Lingshan in the mirror world to show their skills, and finally were taken away by a supreme Buddhism. At that time, the powerful countries in the world were suspicious, and the Western great cultivator who had demonstrated the Dharma ten years ago was probably already holy.

However, many of these speculations have not been confirmed. After all, people in the world know little about the mysterious mixing of the Western mirror edge world than the Beihai Cemetery.

The little monk should vow to proclaim the Buddha again: "When you wish to believe a little, it is to ask for the word Buddha." ”

The little sister Song Lingyun is not deeply involved in the world.

In layman's terms, three-legged cats do not enter the stream.

She is extremely curious about the many rumors and rumors in the rivers and lakes, and whenever she encounters a teahouse inn along the way, she will try her best to stop and listen to those storytellers or people passing by in the rivers and lakes, such as the well-known three lists of heaven and earth. can really involve some secret and bitter things, she is a serious girl outside the door.

What's interesting is that when others talk about real things, she can always agree with them with excellent self-cultivation. For example, when Liu Shisan and the little monk had a wishful conversation, Song Lingyun, who didn't understand anything, nodded old-fashionedly.

Liu 13 was silent for a moment.

Nanshan Zen Master entered the Lingshan Mountain alone, and there were many natural difficulties and dangers along the way, if he could get out as soon as possible, he would definitely inform the master.

He suddenly remembered something and said, "In this case, Thirteen actually has something to ask the two of you. ”

When the little monk and Song Lingyun were both incomprehensible, they looked at Liu Shisan.

Liu Shisan cleared his throat and joked: "Life and death are life, wealth is in the sky! If Thirteen is planted here, someone must help you believe it, right?"

The little monk was simply wished: "Senior brother, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Liu 13 didn't have a letter, he said verbally: "This time I went down the mountain and went out of the valley, in fact, I also passed on behalf of the second master. In the past ten years, alien races have been rampant and unrestrained, and this great mountain and river has been infiltrated. The second master sent me out of the mountain, firstly, because he missed the master very much, and secondly, he hoped that the master could gather all the powers in the world to discuss the matter of resisting the alien race in the name of the silver city of wind and snow, and it was better than fighting separately. ”

The little monk sighed and said: "Da Ze will help the world at the same time! The master of Tibing Mountain is a true hero in the world." ”

Liu Shisan waved his hand: "Where can that old man be considered a hero, I think my second master just wants to take advantage of the fire to rob, take advantage of the chaos in the world to make a windfall and have no sign." ”

Song Lingyun, who was just enjoying the warm feeling flowing through her palm, laughed out loud, and she looked at Liu Shisan: "How can you describe your teacher like this?"

Thinking of the bad teacher in Tibing Mountain, Liu Shisan was full of emotion.

Under the education and upbringing of Jiang Manlou, the evil lord in the past, it is not easy for him to be so outstanding and rank among the earthly mysteries!

"Say no more. Little sister, let's talk about you. ”

"Me?"

The little monk also said, "What is the matter with Senior Sister's trip to the Silver City?"

Song Lingyun blinked her eyes and said, "I'm here to apprentice?"

Liu 13 supported the forehead.

A helpless face.

Thinking that if there is really such a junior sister in the future, how will life be good!

He looked up at the well in despair.

Snowflakes fell from the wellhead, slightly cold.

He sighed and said, "God, it's so big......"

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