Chapter 81: Towards the Sky
After Edgeworth consumed more than a dozen Yin Souls, Shang Biao found that the old thing hadn't caught up.
Looking down at the magic sword under his feet, he seemed to understand something.
"Looks like it should be fine for the time being, hehe! Witchcraft, Golden Silkworm Gu, it's really dangerous. Before, I sat in the well and watched the sky, and replaced this plot world with the modern declining Miao Jiang Gu Technique, so I relaxed my vigilance and was conspired against, and the price of these two lessons was really heavy. ”
Shang Biao had a wry smile on his face, reflecting on his mistakes.
Then he lowered the magic sword, found a place to restore his mana, and used the white bone concept method to repair and stabilize the soul that was brutally injured by the ghost boy.
Wait until dawn the next day before getting up and continuing on your way.
Chaotian Temple is a very popular Taoist temple name, if you count carefully, there should be no less than ten fingers in the whole world.
However, in the White Lotus Sect, as long as we talk about Chaotian View, it refers to the Chaotian View located in Lingshan, a branch of Wangwu Mountain.
All the major matters of the White Lotus Sect were resolved through negotiation in this Taoist temple.
It is said that this is the closest place to the legendary holy place of the White Lotus Sect, the 'Vacuum Hometown', and all the actions are under the watchful eye of the lifeless old mother, and it is the true ancestral court of the White Lotus Sect.
Shang Biao went all the way and went to Xiangyang by the way to help the blood corpse solve Wang Pengliang. After Han Er and him met in Xiangyang, they set off towards Lingshan.
According to Han Er, not long after Shang Biao left, a young woman led Miao warriors to attack Ji County at night, capturing most of the believers.
After exchanging a few moves with the woman, he found that the other party seemed to know his details, and the means he used were all to restrain the soul body.
Outnumbered, Han Er could only retreat with the idol and the remnants of the believers.
On this day, Shang Biao rushed to Wangwu Mountain alone, and after revealing his identity, under the leadership of a White Lotus Sect believer, he met Qi Linqing, who had been absent for more than half a month.
"Looking at your state, it seems like you're traumatized? And the breath of witchcraft, you offended the wizards of Miao Jiang? Will I be able to attend the final induction ceremony? ”
The old and spicy Qi Linqing saw the hidden danger on Shang Biao at a glance, and asked in a deep voice.
Unlike the frail White Lotus Sect protector that Shang Biao had seen before, Qi Linqing of this meeting didn't know what means he used, and his injuries had healed, and he couldn't see any signs of injury at all.
Shang Biao revealed his momentum and said, "There is no problem in terms of mana, I wonder if there is a way for the Qi Protector to lift the plowshare witch spell on my body?" ”
Although this witch spell is only a matter of spending a little money after returning to the theater, in order to prevent the people of Miao Jiang from secretly doing it again, it is better to solve it with energy consumption and human affection.
"In terms of witchcraft, the saint is more proficient than the old man, and I will mention it to her when I lead you to meet the saint later. The saint has always been merciful and should not refuse.
However, the wound on your soul cannot be cured by a genius earth treasure that does not repair your soul. There are no such treasures in the treasure trove of the sect, and you have to rely on yourself to find opportunities.
Perhaps after the old mother comes to the world, she can help heal the damage to your soul with supreme divine power. ”
Although Qi Linqing didn't make a move, he also pointed out a clear way for Shang Biao.
Shang Biao clenched his fists and thanked: "Thank you so much for protecting the Dharma, I am very satisfied with being able to remove the witchcraft." The injury of the soul, everything is fate! ”
The two chatted for a while, and when a little Taoist boy said that the holy maiden had finished praying, Qi Linqing beckoned Shang Biao to go to Chaotianguan together.
Birds and flowers are singing and apes are singing endlessly, and the animals in the mountains don't seem to be afraid of these two-legged beasts that walk upright.
There was even a domineering little monkey in the middle of the road, reaching out to beg for food.
"Qi Protector, when is the specific time of the induction ceremony?"
After sending the little monkey away, Shang Biao asked.
"Three days later, the vision of the seven stars appeared in the sky, and it was the time when the old mother came."
Qi Linqing replied, and without waiting for Shang Biao to ask again, he made a silent gesture, and an antique Taoist temple full of historical charm was faintly visible in front of him.
Since the establishment of the White Lotus Sect, this Taoist temple has been preserved as its headquarters to this day.
It is said that Chaotianguan was handed down from the Han Dynasty and went through the Three Kingdoms, the Two Jin Dynasties, the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Two Song Dynasties, and the Yuan and Ming Dynasties. A thousand-year-old monument is rare to pass down to this day.
Shang Biao followed Qi Linqing into the Taoist temple, and what he could see was a kind and solemn golden statue of an old woman with a smile on her face, full of white hair, wearing a veil and holding gossip in both hands.
This statue is the Childless Mother, the legendary Creator and Savior.
Under the statue, a young woman in white sat cross-legged on a futon, with jet-black hair inserted into a bun with only a wooden hairpin.
A dusty charm emanates from its body, like a fairy in the world.
"Holy Maiden, this is the Shi Nan brother who destroyed the Manchu Sheji Temple."
Qi Linqing broke the silence and opened his mouth to introduce.
The saint, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly got up and turned to the two of them.
The face of the country and the city is not enough to describe in any words, Shang Biao, who is accustomed to modern blends and pickled beauties, his eyes stayed on this holy woman, and he was amazed for a long time and couldn't move.
"Ahem"
Qi Lin Qingxu was old, or he was used to seeing the appearance of a saint, but he was not affected. Coughed lightly twice, waking Shang Biao up.
"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape."
Shang Biao's face showed a little embarrassment, and his tone unconsciously lowered a few tones.
The appearance of this saint does not make people have a trace of evil thoughts, only an appreciation of beauty from the heart.
"It's okay, Qi Protector brought Brother Shi here for the plowshare spell on his body?"
"Indeed, Brother Shi, as one of the leading envoys, is really inappropriate to carry this hidden danger on his body, and he also asked the holy woman to help."
Qi Linqing could see the problem with himself, and Shang Biao was not surprised.
However, this White Lotus Holy Maiden, who has been looking at most two decades, can actually break through it in one bite, and sure enough, people can't look good, and the sea water can't fight.
Shang Biao had a smile on his face, secretly speculating in his heart, but he didn't make a sound, and only asked Qi Linqing to help speak.
"Indeed, even if Brother Shi is not the envoy, everyone who is also a Saint Sect brother and sister cannot sit idly by."
As soon as the saint's voice fell, she stretched out her fingers like mutton fat and white jade. A familiar power of faith shot out from the golden statue of the lifeless old mother and submerged into his body.
The old woman who was far away in Miaojiang opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at the pottery puppet that exploded not far away.
"Thank you, Holy Maiden!"
Shang Biao felt as if he had been thrown off some burden, and when he looked at the personal panel again, the abnormal state of the witch spell had disappeared.
With such an easy removal of the spell that almost killed him, Shang Biao knew that the key was still in the power of faith of the lifeless old mother and the saint who could mobilize the power of faith.
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