"In the past, when I was in Yunshan, people like me must not be in your eyes. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Dou Po walks on rugged mountain roads, but her steps are brisk. Even if the trees on both sides of the mountain road cast dense shadows on the path in the moonlight, it still did not prevent her from walking like the wind.

It's just that Liu Ling behind her is struggling to walk. It took a little effort to catch up with her.

"At that time, you must not have known what Dao Sect and Sword Sect were, but in fact, they were all our people. Freemasonry—" She stopped at the top of the hill and looked ahead.

Ahead is Weishui. And this place is more than 30 miles away from Weicheng - in the mountain col next to Weishui, at the bottom of this hill, there is a small village. This village is called Yaojia Village.

"You've never heard these three words before. But now if you want to do things for us, you have to do your best. Seeing the destination of this trip, Dou Po breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head to look at Liu Ling behind her, "We can handle the Dao Tong Sword Sect, and naturally we can do more." Do you want to be a wandering soul and regain your cultivation, and you want to settle old accounts with Li Yunxin? This is a good thing. Spirits...... Without an obsession, how can you be a wandering spirit. ”

She paused. Look at the silent Liu Ling again: "But you have to make a contribution before you can get the chance to advance." For example, right now—"

Her tone became serious: "You and I have been in Weicheng for seven days, and we haven't figured out how Li Yunxin died and lived that day! If you hide something, it will be revealed in the future-talking about wandering souls, even if you have the opportunity to be a remnant soul, there will be no more!"

Only then did Liu Ling move his lips—his lips were dry, even chapped—and whispered, "I...... And nothing is hidden. ”

Dou Po smiled coldly: "Then think about it, during the days when Li Yunxin and you got along, did you really not mention the words 'six desires to rob the body'?"

Liu Ling bit his lip: "No." If there is a ...... I must remember. ”

"Hmph. Dou Po snorted noncommittally. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and picked Liu Ling up—he jumped up, fluttering in the moonlight like a big bird, and fell down the mountain.

This is the west of Yaojia Village, the entrance of the village. There are two large locust trees that are lush and green, and even now that the leaves are yellow, they are still lush and green.

There is a small temple under the shade of trees. One hall, one courtyard, two wings. The lights had gone out, and the village was extremely quiet. One is because it is late at night, and the other is because the people in Yaojia Village have already fled, and only some of the poorest old and weak people stay.

- There was such a catastrophe in Weicheng before, who wants to stay here?

That's why it's ...... Some people who lived in this Yaojia Village in the past once mentioned such a thing - said that a few months ago, on the night of thunder and fire on the Yeyuan Mountain outside Weicheng, the temple Zhu Hongsong Dao people in the Weishui Dragon King Temple in the village had seen a strange thing-

There is a golden light god who walked down from the picture scroll enshrined in the temple and showed his sanctity. It was probably the Dragon King of Weishui who learned that there was trouble in the township and sheltered the sentient beings [Note 1].

This incident eventually reached the ears of Dou Po.

Right now, they are standing outside the Dragon King Temple where the "Weishui Dragon King" once appeared. Quietly watched for a while, and then another rise and fall - the two landed in the courtyard.

The courtyard was overgrown with wild grass, and now they all fell to the ground, and a layer of hoarfrost formed on them. But it looks like it's only been a few months since it was left unattended, so it's just past the ankle.

In fact, it can also be seen that this temple should have been very prosperous in the past. Although the courtyard is desolate, the temple has not shown much dilapidation for a while. Standing silently in the darkness, silent, like a beast of prey.

So she walked to the temple gate. Liu Ling followed behind her, two halberds colliding on her back, and the sound was especially obvious in the quiet night.

Then I heard a noise in the chamber—first with a loud bang, as if something had fallen to the ground. Then a man's voice, hoarse and muddy: "No ...... What to take!"

The breath was weak, as if he had been sick for a long time.

Dou Po ignored it, walked to the temple door and pushed it open—a cloud of dust fell from the door.

So he touched the void with his finger again, and a soft light lit up, illuminating the whole of the temple.

There is indeed a painting. But there's no aura on it, it's just a painting. In the painting, there is a god in gold armor and a dragon girl serving a sword. The incense table is enshrined on the tablet - "Dacheng Supreme Holy Xuan Miao Lingbao Crown Prince Jiawen".

Dou Po frowned and stared at the painting for a long time. The painting is very good, but it is just an ordinary painting, and there is no aura. This does not correspond to the legendary story.

The problem, however, was that she was not alone in the legends she had heard near Weicheng. In addition to the Dragon King Temple in Yao Village, there are such legends in the temples of the surrounding villages and towns. A rough calculation shows that there are eighteen or nineteen versions that have been heard.

The factors in the story may be different, but there are only two things that are strikingly consistent - one is the timing of the "miracle". It's almost the same night, the same moment. The second is that the appearance of the god-man in the "miracle" is also very similar.

It can't be those temples who have unified their caliber and spread rumors. Those wild Taoist cultivators cultivated lowly, and many of the details they inadvertently said seemed to practitioners like Dou Po that only connoisseurs could understand. If you can make up a lie of this magnitude, why bother to make a temple in such a place.

At this time, he heard the door of the chamber come to a try.

Dou Po and Liu Ling stood at the entrance of the hall, silently turning their heads to look over - a man in a torn and dirty middle coat stumbled out, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

The hair is disheveled and the beard is unkempt. However, it can be seen that the comb is a Taoist bun - it is the temple of the Longwang Temple in Yao Village, Zhu Hongsong Taoist.

But after walking a few steps, he stumbled over the wild grass on the ground. After a few awkward turns, he stabilized his body and walked over again. It's a late autumn night, and it's in the mountains, but it's actually very cold. The man was shivering, as if he was about to freeze to death.

However, he looked at it very persistently—he whispered in his mouth as he walked: "There is nothing more to take...... You are bold...... Here is the ...... of the dragon king's apparition The ...... of the Manifestation

Finally walked to the door, waved the stick indiscriminately, and knocked on the door—but it didn't hit Dou Po. He stretched out his hand and groped for the door frame, and went inside. It wasn't until I walked to the incense desk and touched the painting that my mood stabilized a little. Shrinking by the scroll, he held the stick in his arms and continued: "Bold...... Bold ......"

- It turned out to be a blind man.

Dou Po's gaze followed him. After staring at him for a moment, he walked over with his feet up, and reached out his hand—pulling him by the collar and pulling him up and bringing him up in front of him.

Hong Song Dao was weak and powerless, unable to speak at the moment, and his hands and feet were dancing wildly. Dou Po stared into his eyes, and with a soft thud, threw him to the ground.

Then he said, "It turned out to be a natural yin eye." ”

It seems that he didn't expect the person to come was a woman-Hong Song Daoren was stunned. After a while, he slowly retreated until he was pressed against his back by the incense case: "...... Female king, there are no people in this village for a long time...... I don't have anything of value here...... Let's go somewhere else......"

"I heard that you had a god in this temple earlier—is that true?" Dou Po's tone was unhurried. As she always does, she is very calm and calm.

Hong Songdao was stunned again. I thought he was here to steal - people have been coming since he was blind. At first, they stole the gold and silver candlesticks and the gold and silver cups that were enshrined. And then the bronze was not spared. In the end, not even the iron tools were gone.

Now the people in the village have already left, and there are fewer thieves. Only tonight......

"You...... Who are you?" At this time, he remembered the woman's words just now—"It turned out to be a natural yin eye."

But he still didn't get back to him. He just continued, "The innate yin eye is not a good thing for cultivators and mortals. But it's a good thing for a wild Taoist priest like you who has a low cultivation. Able to see ghosts, he is more sensitive to spiritual power than ordinary people...... It's easy to get started. ”

"But if you enter the door and don't have a serious method, and it's easy to be disturbed by the yin gods and wild ghosts, it's even more difficult to go further. She paused, "Your eyes are blind after you saw the manifestation of the man of God that night." ”

The content of what she said, the tone of her voice, made Hong Song Daoren's eyes widen - he could already hear that this woman was not extraordinary. I didn't know what to say for a while, so I could only nod blankly.

"A hundred ghosts walk at night that day...... Ah, more than a hundred ghosts. Hundreds of thousands, millions. Your yin eyes are more sensitive than ordinary people. Being hit by so many ghosts is like seeing hundreds of suns with the eyes of ordinary people. How can there be no reason not to be blind? ”

"It's just that you met me tonight, and it's fate. I ask you if you want to regain your sight. ”

Hong Song Daoren opened his mouth and turned his head blankly. But the next moment he immediately shouted: "Think, think, beg the immortals to save me!"

As he spoke, he crawled on the ground and kowtowed.

"Then first tell me about the manifestation of the god in your temple. Besides, what happened in the other temples where the saints appeared—did you collude with the nonsense, or did it happen? ”

......

......

Nearly half an hour later, Dou Po frowned.

The man of Hong Song Dao did tell everything he knew—although there were some words that were added to the vinegar and vinegar to please him, but by and large...... That's right.

In fact, she has slowly sorted out a line in her heart-

Liu Ling went to Weicheng, and Li Yunxin went to Qionghualou for a banquet.

After the banquet, he gathered the temples and temples near Weicheng that had come to accompany him, and presented his paintings to them—at that time, the paintings had spiritual powers.

Speculate on the ...... He should have attached his own breath to absorb the incense power of the villagers. For man, this is self-defeating.

But it means...... At that time, he already had the will to die—could it be that he had already obtained the method of cultivating the Six Desires to rob his body at that time!?

Then, a few days before he died and was reborn, he roamed the streets of Weicheng. He sent out some paintings and engraved runes all over the city. Those runes, Dou Po tried them out one by one.

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[Note 1]: See Chapter 113 for details, Seizing Yin and Yang