However, he said that after the sergeant carried the old man into his tent, he waited for the sergeant to retreat before carrying him to the soft couch in the tent, and then squatted down, holding the old man's back with one hand, and slowly pouring a bowl of milk tea into the old man's mouth with the other. Wuxu put a plate of barbecue in front of the old man, and then slowly sat down on the other side of the soft couch.

The old man had been enlightened before, and most of his skin injuries had been healed, but he had suffered from a meal of skin and flesh, and he was overly frightened, and his expression was a little trance. Struggling to sit up, he looked at the blonde-haired and blue-eyed Wuxu in a red lama's robe with cloudy eyes, and his face was frightened and confused. Wuxu didn't have a choice, just tried his best to make his thin and slightly gloomy face smile a little, and said softly, "Don't be frightened, old man, eat something first, it's not too late to talk to me." Seeing that Wuxu didn't seem to have malicious intentions, the old man patted his stomach that rumbled after a bowl of milk tea just now, and muttered a few words in an incomprehensible dialect in a low voice, then he no longer looked at Wuxu, but just stretched out his hands like withered branches, picked up the cold barbecue meat in front of him and gnawed it violently. After that, his greasy hands rubbed on his shirt, and he unceremoniously took the two fruits on the small table on the couch, and while swallowing them with his mouth, he looked at himself strangely. Seeing the old man's series of rapid movements, Wuxu couldn't help but laugh dumbly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a sergeant report outside the tent, and the third prince Baltsoda invited everyone to the big tent to discuss matters. After hesitating for a moment, he told the sergeant outside the tent to return first, and he would arrive later. Then, back on the soft couch, facing the old man, he asked, "My Buddha is compassionate, and the little monk has no malice towards the old man." I don't know where the old man lives? I can take you back at night?" Later, just like Wuxu dealt with Brother Gesang, he simply closed his eyes and didn't say a word. Wuxu, helpless, had to get the account, and after ordering the surrounding sergeants to pay attention to not making mistakes, he walked to the big tent of the third prince.

Although Wu Xuan had already prepared in his heart, when he heard that today's events were actually implicated in the White Lotus Sect, he still had a different color. When Wuxu held up the white lotus that was about to collapse in the palm of his hand, Wuxu was even more shocked, and the white lotus in his palm actually faintly had the breath of the Hualien Miaofa Sect, which was difficult for others to perceive, but Wuxu had been practicing the sect with the master since he was reincarnated in the Hualien Miaofa Sect, and now he had risen greatly through the spiritual sense of the Mandala Dharma Realm, and he naturally felt the origin of it. There is no doubt at the moment that this must have been refined by a master of the True Cultivation Realm in the White Lotus Society, which has the same origin as the Hualien Mystic Law Sect.

When the third prince Balzoda said that he wanted to interrogate the old man overnight and obtain the location of the village, Wuxu nodded solemnly and said slowly, "The poor monk has already asked a little bit just now, but there is no news at present. I'm afraid that this old man can make this plan to survive with the young man, and he has already saved the heart of death, and it will be difficult for him to open his mouth for a while. But he heard Gesang Li laughing, "Master Huiming is so compassionate." For cultivators like you and me, if you want to make that mortal speak, there are means, and it is absolutely difficult to make them speak. Does the master want to shield this White Lotus rebel?"

This Gesang Li is also true, don't say that Wu Xu, Xuan Jizi, and Gesang Senior Brothers are already masters of cultivation in the late stage of mortal mortal realm, even if it is a lama in the middle of mortal dust standing casually behind Gesang Li, he can also have all kinds of means to torture people to the point that life is worse than death, until they are emotionally disturbed and mentally collapsed, and all the secrets in their hearts are involuntarily revealed. There is also a technique to search for spiritual memories, directly using strong spiritual sense, using secret methods to brutally rush into the opponent's spiritual consciousness, like a bandit who breaks into the door, forcibly searching for memories, and is broken by the spiritual sense of the caster, becoming an idiot. There is also the superior art of demagoguery, which disorients and dominates people's minds, making people like puppets, completely obeying the orders of those who perform them. For example, on the book "Divine Thoughts and Underworld Techniques" in the Morn Sumeru Ring, there are several kinds of bewitching techniques.

Wu Xu's heart was silent, his hands were folded, and he said coldly to Gesang Li, "This kind of secret technique that violates the Dharma, the little monk has long forgotten. Master Kelsang Li, don't take this thought lightly, you must know the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant. "Wu Xuan usually pressed the two Gesang brothers as an "elite senior brother" on the grounds of cultivating the Mandala Dharma Realm, and Gesang Li was especially unconvinced. At this moment, I heard Wuxu in front of everyone, holding the great truth, and counting himself down with a big thorn, and couldn't help but stomp his feet and shout angrily, "Senior Brother Huiming, I'm in the same vein as Qiangba Mule, and it's not your turn to teach you such a lesson." Wu Xuan sneered in his heart, stood there, facing the thunderous Gesang Li, bowed slightly, lowered his eyebrows and said, "If Senior Brother Gesang Li doesn't listen to the persuasion, it is also self-inflicted. The little monk is just for the good of his fellow disciples, practicing more and creating less karma, so as not to insult the good reputation of the religion. ”

Gesang Li saw that Wuxu was a high-ranking monk anyway, and he threw out a glossy and grandiose speech, so angry that he almost regarded Wuxu as his own cultivation demon, and only felt that if he didn't get rid of Wuxu, this heart was difficult to peace. If it weren't for the fact that he really didn't know that he was really not the opponent of the enlightenment of the Mandala Dharma Realm, I am afraid that he would have fought hard at this moment. Gesang next to him suddenly stopped Gesang Li, stood up, and after a Buddha call, he said, "Senior Brother Huiming is also quite reasonable, this Nanban is just an ordinary man, and now he can't prove that he is a fellow party of the White Lotus Sect. Suspend the use of spicy hands, I agree with Senior Brother Huiming on this point. It's just—" Gesang said suddenly, his voice suddenly raised, "The White Lotus rebel is a cancer in the world, a problem for the henchmen. If you can't find out his traces and the truth tonight, make arrangements early, I'm afraid I will let him escape. It is indeed a trivial matter for us monks to deal with a mortal, so we should hand him over to the sergeant in the battalion and interrogate him. ”

When he said this, not only did the three princes, who had always watched from the wall, nod slightly, but even Wuxu knew that it was difficult to refuse. Under the gaze of the three princes and everyone to him, Wuxu maintained the posture of lowering his eyebrows just now, and quickly thought about what to do in his heart. was at a stalemate, and Tong Yuchun, who rarely spoke, came out of the list and said with a smile, "Some little things, why bother you." And let the poor Dao return to the account, and use my Quanzhen Sect's Qiankun Shadow Chasing Technique, and within half an hour, you can know where the White Lotus Sect's bandit nest is. ”

The third prince was overjoyed, "It turns out that the Taoist chief actually knows how to search for sound and chase shadows, but it is wonderful." "Immediately hand over the withered white lotus flower to Xuanjizi. As long as there is an object that is contaminated with someone's breath, whether the object is living or dead, as long as the person is under the realm of the caster's cultivation, there will be no trace of the trace for a certain period of time, and the length of time depends on the difference between the practitioner and the realm of cultivation being tracked.

The Xuanjizi took the white lotus, gave a salute to the three princes, and then glanced at Wuxu, Gesang Hu, and Gesang Li, shook the dust in his hand, and walked away. Wuxu recalled the meaningful eyes of Fang Cai Xuanjizi, and with an idea, he saluted the three princes, "Little monk, don't dare to delay the big matter of His Highness's suppression of bandits, and at this moment I will also go to interrogate strictly, and within half an hour, if there is no result, I will hand it over to the sergeant in the battalion." With that, he stared at Gesang Li with a slight demonstrative look. A little face, how can the three princes not be allowed.

At that moment, Wuxu also walked out of the big tent quickly, and then flew quickly, catching up with the mysterious man who was slowly pacing the square steps. Xuan Jizi seemed to have known for a long time, and immediately said with a spiritual sense, "Master Huiming, what are you sending? You and I don't need to be polite. Wuxu heard that Xuanjizi was so knowledgeable, although he couldn't see through him, but the matter was urgent, and he didn't think much about it, and after a little muttering, he said, "Thanks to the love of the Taoist, the little monk wants to know that this Qiankun sound chasing technique can really find the traces of the person who escaped with the white lotus in half an hour?" Xuanjizi said angrily, "Exactly." This technique is a technique that I do not teach in the whole truth, with the principle of nine palace gossip, with the introduction of breath, and deduced by the power of Zhou Tianxing, everything can be found and traced. Wu Xu, hearing this, that is, secretly combined, said, "Before, Tianrenfeng listened to the Taoist chief talk about benevolence and righteousness, and talked about the Tao under the moon, which was vivid. Tonight, Wuxu wanted to ask the Taoist chief to show kindness again, and slightly deviate the calculated position by ten miles. The little monk has his own usefulness. "That Xuanjizi doesn't ask the reason, he is the first to blame," Xuanjizi will definitely live up to the master's trust. ”

Wuxu also came to be polite with Xuanjizi. After receiving his assurance, Shi Li flew away and went straight to his tent. When I got into the account, I saw the old man, leaning on the soft couch, drowsy, and hurriedly woke him up, and then said to him word by word, "I know that you are suspicious of my identity, but the situation is urgent, and I have no time to explain it to you." Tonight, the Mongols will use the monks and perform the secret method, and they will soon search for the traces of the person who was with you during the day and then cast the White Lotus Sect spell to escape. Tomorrow, everyone will search for them within a radius of fifty miles. The old man didn't care at first, and when he heard the three words of the White Lotus Sect, he also changed color slightly. Wu Xuan didn't care whether this old man was also a member of the White Lotus Sect, and said, "Once the Mongols find the trace of that person, they will be hunted down tomorrow." Not to mention that the people of the White Lotus Sect will be surrounded and suppressed, even all the villagers in the village are afraid that they will also suffer from the bloody disaster. ”

The old man heard Wuxu say this, but he still didn't say a word, but his eyes gradually became moist, and his expression was sad and resentful.

Wuxu has been reincarnated for the first time, the first time he has seen an old man do this in front of him, he sighed in his heart, and said, "That's it" Between the words, the heart of the Hualien Miaofa Sect was silently moved, and the blue sea beads were urged, and a white lotus rose up in his fingertips, looking at the surprised and happy old man in front of him, and whispered, "Can you trust the little monk now?"

That's right

Just because he didn't dare to admit it, he didn't know that he was a White Lotus person.

Sadly seeing that compatriots are lambs, it is unbearable to have lotus on the fingertips.