The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

The old Taoist didn't pay attention to this woman at first, but after two rounds, Yu Shen was horrified in his heart.

This woman's skills are weird, her moves are both firm and soft, and she can't find any flaws.

The old Taoist was hit on the back by a wooden stick and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The next moment, the wooden stick approached the neck, and on the other end of the wooden stick was the girl's beautiful and cold side face, which melted into the moon.

"Who the hell are you?" The old Taoist asked pressingly, but he pinched a piece of talisman paper with his fingers behind his back, using his internal force to catalyze it.

"The formation of the seven-star gossip formation is a taboo technique of Taoism. It is against the law of heaven and evil. It needs to be refined with 108 innocent souls. It gathers the souls of those who died in vain, and resurrects one person to kill the one hundred and eight. The way to the death of eight innocent souls, such sorcery, are you worthy of the Taoist robe on your body?"

The girl's cold questioning voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart heavily.

The old Taoist's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't believe it: "How do you know? Who are you?"

None of the core disciples would know about such taboo techniques of Taoism.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Now, immediately release all the souls and let me save them, which can alleviate your sins. Otherwise, such evil deeds will be irreparable in the future."

The old Taoist's eyeballs were rolling around.

"Using such taboo techniques will definitely have an impact on yourself. I don't know what Jiang Chunlan has promised you to make you work so hard for her that you don't even want your life."

"I... I was forced by Jiang Chunlan." The talisman paper in the old Taoist's hand gradually went out, his brows and eyes drooped, and his expression was very helpless.

"She arrested my apprentice and forced me to work for her. The apprentice is my child. How dare I refuse?"

The more the old Taoist said, the more excited he became: "I used the fire energy technique many years ago, but unfortunately it failed, so she threatened me with her disciple. In desperation, I used the forbidden technique. I am really sorry for the teacher, but I didn't There is a way."

"This place is Qinshan, you dare to use the forbidden technique here, you are really audacious."

The old Taoist saw that she spoke well, so he didn't dare to hide it anymore: "Since you know everything, you can still find this place. You must be not an ordinary person. You must also know that this place is blessed with good luck, danger and benefits coexist. I can only give it a go, so I am surrounded by confusion, insects, ants and beasts dare not approach, and at the same time, I use the seven-star gossip array to suppress the evil spirit generated by refining, but I can also hide it, but I didn't expect it. It’s still a miss.”

Ming Jing said: "You do have some skills. Jiang Chunlan has already been executed. I will help you find your apprentice. Now hand over the souls of the innocent, and I will save them and send them to where they should go."

The old Taoist hesitated: "You... are you my Taoist disciple?"

"Although there are different paths, they lead to the same goal. What we pursue is only one word of Tao."

The old Taoist sighed: "It's a pity to have such enlightenment at such a young age, with a very human nature..."

Then the old Taoist priest raised his left hand, and a cluster of faint blue flames ignited in his palm, which was very faint.

"I used 1357 days to gather a ray of Yang Soul for him and nourish him. Within ten years, he will be able to return to life. However, as you said, this method is against the law of heaven. There is no rebirth, and there is no afterlife. I have talked to my wife about the key points, but my wife is still determined to go her own way. Those souls of the dead have already merged with his soul.

Ding Jing held out his hand.

The old Taoist gave her a deep look: "This kind of Yang soul cannot be carried by the body of an ordinary person. Within half a month, it will be as dry as a haggard body, drained of essence and die."

Ming Jing waved his hand and took the ray of Yang Soul from his hand. From the beginning to the end, her expression did not change in any way.

The old Taoist stared round in surprise, and said in disbelief, "You... you have such a high level of cultivation."

The old Taoist stared at her face carefully. Under the moonlight, the girl's face was like a silver plate, her eyes were pure and compassionate, which made people feel unstoppable respect.

Taoists also have physiognomy skills, I didn’t notice it before, but I couldn’t help but be surprised when I looked closely, "You, you, you... are actually full of Buddha images, who are you?"

"It's just a practitioner."

The old Taoist suddenly smiled with relief, "Maybe it's God's will."

Suddenly, the old Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body quickly withered away.

Ming Jing frowned, squatted down and took his pulse.

"The old Taoist knows that his sins are serious, and the end is approaching, and he has no face to live on. He also hopes that the master can save those dead souls and reincarnate with peace of mind. This can be regarded as making up for my sins. The old Taoist has one more request, and I hope the master will agree."

"My apprentice Shifang is the person I am most worried about in this life. Because of me, he fell into the hands of Mrs. Jiang. The master is compassionate and saves my apprentice. The old Taoist will make a grass ring in the next life, and he will repay the favor of this time. "

Ming Jing nodded: "I promise you."

There was a smile on the old Taoist priest's face, and he took out a yellowed scripture from his arms, "This Yinfu scripture has been handed down from generation to generation in my sect, and I ask the master to give it to Shifang for me, so that he must read it." Remember to pass it on."

"Yuxuzi, the thirty-fifth descendant of Qingxuguan Daozong in Qingfeng Mountain, is ashamed of his ancestors." The old Taoist knelt on the ground, kowtowed his head three times, shouted, and died.

Ye Feng was stunned, and walked over quietly: "Is this dead?"

Ming Jing sat on the floor, saving the soul of the old Taoist priest, Ye Feng felt a little drowsy listening to the sound of chanting.

In the end, Ding Jing decided to cremate the old Taoist priest on the spot. Ye Feng was puzzled, "Why cremated?"

"Taoists love death and good life. Their ancestor Zhuangzi used the heaven and the earth as the coffin, the sun and the moon as the walls, the stars as pearls, and all things as fasting. Husbands serve their loved ones, and they do not choose any place to be safe. Filial piety is the ultimate. I cremated him on the spot and brought his ashes back to Qingfeng Mountain, presumably that is where he wants to rest forever."

Ye Feng nodded: "Actually, he is quite pitiful. He was threatened and used. We must find his apprentice."

Ming Jing suddenly thought of something: "No naked flames are allowed here..."

However, the next moment, Ye Feng had turned on the lighter, and a cluster of yellow flames floated faintly in the night wind. The color looked very strange, and suddenly the flames went out.

The surroundings fell into a suffocating silence for an instant.

Ye Feng held his breath, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and his whole body froze.

"Miss...Miss, is there something behind me?"

Ming Jing dragged him behind, and touched the center of his eyebrows with the cinnabar with his fingers. Ye Feng felt the heat between his eyebrows, and fainted the next moment.

Ming Jing stared at the night, sitting cross-legged on the floor, a faint golden light radiated from his whole body, gradually warming in the dark night.

The fog in the mountains seems to be getting thicker.

"Where did the little devil come from, dare to trespass on Jiuyou, catch him and throw him into the underworld."

The yaksha guarding the mountain is vicious.

However, this ghost exudes a golden light, which they have never seen before. There is no crying, no hesitation, and no embarrassment.

Not like a wandering spirit, but like a god.

"I stumbled into this place by mistake in the middle of the night, and I hope the mountain god will forgive me, so I will leave quickly."

At this time, an old woman came out of the cave, and she was very happy to see the bright mirror, "I saw the golden light shining in the sky, and I knew it was you."

The old woman waved a long spoon made of skeletons in her hand, her thin face was full of excitement.

She avoids Yaksha and motions for Ming Jing to follow: "You are a man of your word, it's not that you won't cry, it's because you haven't met that destined person yet."

"In that case, I'll sell you a favor. Didn't you look for a woman last time?"

Ming Jing narrowed his eyes.

Granny Meng felt a very strong sense of oppression, and said bravely: "The biggest gossip in the underworld right now is the upcoming wedding of Little Pluto. His fiancée's background is very strange. Is it who you are looking for, but I think this is a clue."

"Little Pluto?"

"He is Jiu Shen, the son of Pluto Jiuchong, the next successor of Pluto. It is rumored that he is weak and sick. Few people have seen him, and the Biluo Palace where the little Pluto lives is impossible for ordinary people to enter, especially when the big wedding is approaching. I have strengthened my defenses, and I have no choice but to explore, but I am suffering from being unable to find you, so you came to Jiuyou."

"When is the big wedding?"

"Next month's Cold Food Festival, when ten thousand ghosts will be dispatched, the Nine Nethers will celebrate together. Taking this opportunity, the gate of the ghosts will open, and you can enter the Nine Nethers to find out."