The fire in Mizen-in Temple was finally extinguished, but the disaster at Tetsuenji Temple had just begun.

Wei Long's face was dusty, and his left arm was also injured by the fire, mixed with blood and thick juice, and festered. He had no time to care about his embarrassed posture, still clutching at the ruins with his hands that were barely aware of the pain. His subordinates didn't dare to slack off, rummaging through with him, "Imperial Princess, Imperial Princess!"

Wei Long really felt that he was unlucky, how could he take such an errand, I'm afraid that this time it will really be impossible to escape death. Thinking of this, he was furious, "Why, why? Why did the Ancient Temple catch fire at this time?" He grabbed the placket of the old monk Xuanwu's clothes, "You tell me, why!"

"Donor, the poor monk has already told you that the current Zheyuan Temple is not peaceful, and I hope you will leave here as soon as possible. No one wants this to happen now. Xuan Wu was neither humble nor arrogant, he easily broke free from Wei Long's hand, and it could be seen that his cultivation was definitely above Wei Long.

Wei Long's anger did not decrease by half a point, but intensified, "So it's still my fault! If the imperial concubine dies here, you Zheyuan Temple will definitely not be able to get rid of it!"

"Imperial Princess, do you mean this?" A charred corpse fell from the sky and fell in front of everyone, and the charred corpse could not be seen as her identity at all.

"Or is it this?" another charred corpse fell.

A long-haired man floated down on the roof, with a wicked smile on his face, "How about it? Pick one, it's all fake anyway!"

Wei Long drew his long sword and glared at him angrily, "You put this fire?"

"Uh-huh, aren't you stupid!" The long-haired man touched his chin, "But, what if you know who set the fire? Your sin, the sin of Zheyuan Temple, no one can escape! What can I do? Lord Wei?"

What he said was not wrong at all, Wei Long knew in his heart that even if this person was arrested, what was waiting for him would still be a death penalty trial, and now he had no way to survive in such a situation. "Even if Ben-sama dies, I'm going to pull you into the water!"

The long-haired man shook his finger, "No, no, no, there is obviously a birth gate, do you want me to point it out to you?"

After all, Wei Long is young and has little experience, so he can make people move in just a few words. He looked at the long-haired man with suspicion, "What can you do?" ”

"Everyone knows that Lord Suo Yi wants to marry Qingchen Oiran as the imperial concubine, but he just wants to occupy the first beauty in the world, and he doesn't like him at all. Therefore, this woman is a symbol of supreme power for him. The long-haired man said.

Wei Long frowned, "You also want to say that I will be the Qingchen Imperial Concubine again?" At the beginning, on the airship, there were only a dozen people who knew the secret that Qingchen was dead, and all of them were closely related to their own interests, so it was very easy to block their mouths. However, the fire in Zheyuan Temple was seen by hundreds of people, and the long-haired man threw the charred corpse directly in front of everyone, even if he wanted to cover it up, it would be difficult to do it.

The long-haired man laughed, "Such a childish method can only be figured out by a child! It's ridiculous!" The long-haired man put away his smile and looked meaningfully at Xuanwu who was standing behind Wei Long, "Lord Wei knows that Zheyuan Temple has two treasures of the town temple, one is the abbot of Zheyuan Temple's resurrection technique, and the other is the Qiankun Pearl, which can change the sky and change his life." If Lord Wei can dedicate these two treasures to King Suoyi, will Your Majesty still hold you accountable for your improper protection?"

Wei Long's face also showed a smile, not only is he not guilty, but I am afraid that he will rise to prominence. Wei Long turned his head to look at Xuan Wu, "Where are the abbots and Qiankun Zhu?

Xuanwu was sweating profusely, "This...... This...... The poor monk really doesn't know!"

"I don't know, I think Master Xuanwu is reluctant to take out the Qiankun Pearl!" Another group of people came to the door, and rushed in violently, "Zheyuan Temple does not have the ability to protect the Qiankun Pearl, and ask Master Xuanwu to hand over the Qiankun Pearl!"

"Yes, hand over the Qiankun Pearl!"

Xuanwu wiped the sweat on his head, he was in a dilemma, he knew that he wouldn't go to ask his senior brother about Qiankun Zhu, so he could confidently say that Qiankun Zhu was not in Zheyuan Temple, but now he ...... If a monk doesn't speak, how can he break the precepts......?" Dry...... Qiankun Zhu ......"

"The Qiankun bead is in the hands of the Xuanjing demon monk, if you ask this old monk, he can't say anything, so it's better to let him hand over the Xuanjing demon monk and confront him face to face!"

There were people whispering to each other about his identity, and they all said they didn't know him. Where did the long-haired man come from, so dare to speak wildly, insulting a monk like this?

However, several family members have long been carried away by interests, and they have stood on the side of the long-haired man, but there is still some politeness in their words, "It's better to ask Master Xuanjing to come out, so that we can give an explanation to the world." ”

Xuanwu sighed, "Senior brother has been in the mountains and forests for many years, and he is not in Zheyuan Temple now, I'm afraid he let you run in vain." Xuan Jing confessed that if someone asked about him or Qiankun Zhu, he would say that he had left Zheyuan Temple with Qiankun Zhu. Xuanwu just complied.

"Gone?" None of the people present believed Xuan Wu's words, "Master's excuse is a bit far-fetched, isn't it?

"See?" Murong Lingfeng asked Bingyu with a smile as he sat on the wall on the other side, grabbing his cuff tightly with one hand to prevent him from being impulsive. However, her voice was not a calm tone, it was quite sarcastic, "It's obviously a group of bandits who want to rob other people's treasures, and they want to say that they are good people who care about the world." It's like a bitch standing up for a card, hypocritical, disgusting!"

When she said this, the whole courtyard heard it, especially the heads of the family, each with a red face, and they didn't know whether they were ashamed or annoyed. "Where did the wild boy come from, dare to be wild in front of us, don't you want to mix in the rivers and lakes?"

Murong Lingfeng shrugged, "With such a stinky river and lake, it's better for the master to stay away, don't take advantage of the stinky smell that can't be washed off!"

Bing Yue glanced at her helplessly, just now he stopped him from saying something Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, now it seems that the impulsive person is obviously her, okay?

Bingyu looked at the little boy, but there was a person staring at him motionlessly.

"Heart Yao. The long-haired man looked at Bingyu and muttered to himself, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, "No, he's not Xinyao." It was he who snatched Xinyao's body and made Xinyao a lonely ghost!" He clenched the sword in his hand - kill him and take Xinyao's body back!

Murong Lingfeng had noticed him early in the morning, and when he saw that he was about to rush over, he suddenly grinned, his smile was full of mockery, "Look at the stars from afar, and feel at ease." ”

The long-haired man suddenly stopped and looked at her in surprise, "How do you know?"

Murong Lingfeng didn't pay attention to him, just shook his head, "Jiang Xinyao is good at everything, but his vision is too poor, and he actually pins his feelings on such a man who has no brains to let people be guns, don't you say, Jiang Chenyi?"

The long-haired man, oh no, Jiang Chenyi walked slowly towards her, "What do you mean by that?"

"Jiang Xinyao sacrificed his body to reincarnate Gu Xuan, do you know why?" Murong Lingfeng asked rhetorically.

Xinyao is his own body?"Obviously you robbed his body and turned him into a lonely ghost......! How could he be voluntary, he also promised me......" Jiang Chenyi panicked for a moment, and suddenly understood that this person was plotting to divide them, and Xinyao promised to wait for him to come back, and he would never break his promise. "You don't need to say much, just hand over Xinyao's body. I will never allow anyone to trample on his body!"

Murong Lingfeng rolled his eyes impatiently, what a stupid donkey, he wasn't smart when he should be smart, and he was blind and smart when he shouldn't!" So, are you here to rob Jiang Xinyao's body, or are you here to rob the Qiankun Pearl?" Murong Lingfeng took out a bright bead from his arms, "Jiang Xinyao's body definitely can't be given to you, but this Qiankun Pearl," she smiled slyly, "I won't give it to you either!" After saying that, she jumped off the wall and disappeared into the night. At the same time, Bingyu also ran away in the other direction.

"Qiankun Zhu! Qiankun Zhu is in her hand, chase!"

Everyone chased Murong Lingfeng and ran away, only Jiang Chenyi followed Bingyu's figure to the woods.

"Don't come here!" Bingyu put a knife in front of his cheek, "You take a step forward, and I'll cut a knife on this face!"

Jiang Chenyi really threw a mouse trap and didn't dare to get close to him anymore.

Bingyu admired in his heart, the little boy was right, they had big chips on their side - Jiang Chenyi would never let Jiang Xinyao's body be damaged in the slightest, but Bingyu was not afraid, in his words, what about the big man with a scar on his face?

"What exactly do you want to do?" Jiang Chenyi asked uneasily.

"I should have asked this, right? What do you want to do? Sect Master Jiang. Bingyue sneered, "You have been out of the customs a hundred years ago, and in the past hundred years, I have seen you countless times in Fengxi City. Whenever I go to the street to do something for Master, I always see you sitting alone on the side of the road drinking tea. However, although you and Jiang Xinyao are twin brothers, they don't look the same in the slightest, so much so that I have never doubted your identity. Now that I think about it, you have been with me for a hundred years. Bingyu asked as if puzzled, "Sect Master Jiang, you didn't say anything a hundred years ago, why did you suddenly make a mistake today, a hundred years later?" Murong Gongzi said that there is only one reason that can drive you to break the current balance - someone told you that he has the ability to reverse the resurrection technique, and he can resurrect Jiang Xinyao again. ”

Jiang Chenyi couldn't help but smile admiringly, "This Murong Gongzi is not very old, but his brain is much stronger than you old antiques. Is it wrong that I want my heart to come back?"

"If the art of resurrection could be reversed, I would have returned my body to him a thousand years ago. However, after all, this is just a flesh and blood body, and its ability to withstand it is limited, and it can't withstand the two soul stripping injections at all. Master also said that if there was another time, Jiang Xinyao's body would burst, and he would really be wiped out at that time. Bingyu said.

Jiang Chenyi scoffed at this, "What's the matter? What Xuan Jing's demon monk can't do, aren't others allowed to do it?"

Bingyu continued, "Just when he can do it well, he will come back to life, his body and soul are indispensable, Jiang Xinyao's soul has been dissipated for a hundred years, where are you going to get him back?"

"I've found Xinyao's soul, and all I need now is this body that you stole from. Jiang Chenyi said firmly.

Bingyu frowned slightly, Jiang Xinyao's statement that his soul had dissipated for a hundred years was indeed wrong. Back then, Master Xuanjing couldn't bear to turn his disciple into a lonely ghost, so he deliberately collected his soul and hid it in a stable place, this secret was only known to Master Xuanjing and him, Jiang Chenyi was never able to find it, so what was the soul that Jiang Chenyi retrieved?

Before Bing could ask, Jiang Chenyi said it himself, "It turns out that Xinyao's soul has been living in my dreams all these years, and it took me a thousand years to find out!"

As he spoke, a fiery red maple leaf floated down from the tree and landed on Jiang Chenyi's shoulder. He casually took off the maple leaf, only glanced at it, but his eyes could no longer be taken away. "This ...... How so? This is what you did?"

Bingyu shrugged, "You can go to the tree and see, the leaves of the whole tree are the same." I'm just a mortal, where do I have the ability to grow such a unique tree? ”

Hearing this, Jiang Chenyi jumped onto the tree, and sure enough, the leaves of the entire tree had similar patterns, and they were exactly the same.

"We searched through the ancient classics and couldn't find what this pattern meant, and I thought it wasn't a family crest, nor was it a spell charm. Can Sect Master Jiang recognize him?" asked Bingyu.

Jiang Chenyi was silent for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "Who planted this tree?"

"I planted three hundred maple trees in this maple forest, and I spent a thousand years cultivating them just to hide this one, do you know why?"

Jiang Chenyi's hands trembled slightly, and he always felt that there was some answer coming out.

"People live for a hundred years and trees live for a thousand years, but if a tree becomes a human, how young do you guess?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Bingyu sighed and stopped selling Guanzi, "I don't know who told you that Jiang Xinyao's soul resides in your dream, but the soul in this tree was collected and refined by the master himself, just waiting for one day the beloved disciple Bingyu can be reborn from the tree and return to this world again." ”

Jiang Chenyi's trembling hand stroked the trunk of the maple tree, he knew that he should not believe the clever words of these people. However, the lines on the maple leaf made him have to believe that this totem was drawn by him and Xinyao together, only they themselves know, even if outsiders want to imitate, they will not even copy the small sharp hook on the stroke, saying that this is not Xinyao's handwriting, he himself does not believe it.

"Jiang Chenyi, who is right and wrong, you can make up your own mind. ”

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