Master Tingyun and Wu Jiao quickly ordered their men to track them down.
When something like this happens, we can't just let it go; who knows if the other party will harm more innocent people?
What's even more chilling is that this person had been lurking in the Xuanmen sect for many years, only revealing his true colors today. Just thinking about it sends shivers down everyone's spine.
Wu Jiao immediately proposed a thorough investigation of the sect. This person had been operating for many years; who knew if he had taken the opportunity to infiltrate the Xuanmen sect and win over disciples from other sects?
Seeing that Xuanmen had taken over the matter, Mingzhuo turned to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Wu Jiao stopped her.
Mingzhuo glanced at him and said, "My sword strike only kills demons and monsters. As long as your disciple is human, he will not be harmed."
She paused, then added, "That evil path is now at its last gasp and can no longer harm anyone."
Wu Jiao: "That's not what I'm asking. I'd like to ask if you've ever heard of the three divine swords of Taoism?"
The three divine swords of Taoism are Han Guang, Cheng Ying, and Xiao Lian. These swords are invisible and intangible, yet they have the power to cut through floating clouds and cleave the earth.
These three swords can cut through all obstacles and slay demons, but they cannot harm ordinary people.
Everyone stared at Ming Zhuo in shock. Who exactly was this little girl? Could it be that what she just used was truly one of the Three Divine Swords?
Mingzhu blinked: "What are you talking about? I don't know, I'm not sure, I've never heard of it."
The denial was remarkably clean and decisive.
Wu Jiao also felt that his question was a bit absurd, after all, the three divine swords had disappeared long ago. How could they possibly be in the hands of a mortal girl?
But he changed his attitude towards Mingzhuo and said warmly, "You were able to use that sword strike just now, slaying a ghost without harming a person. Your Taoist skills are so profound! I wonder if you could invite fellow Taoist to the academy to teach the students?"
Mingzhu hesitated for a moment, "Isn't this a bad idea..."
“You can receive a lecturer stipend!” Wu Jiao said hurriedly.
Mingzhuo's eyes lit up: "Then I'll think about it."
Zhuang Xun walked over, his face full of admiration and anticipation. "Master, if you were to give the lecture, I would definitely go and attend!"
Master Tingyun took out his phone. "Fellow Daoist, how about we add each other on WeChat? Last time you were unconscious, I didn't have a chance to ask for your contact information."
He Wangyao walked out of the Taoist temple and was surprised to see Mingzhuo surrounded by enthusiasm.
“Master, I haven’t yet thanked you for saving my life.” He walked over and bowed to Mingzhuo.
Master Tingyun explained, "After Young Master He woke up, his soul was unstable, so I brought him to the Taoist temple to let the yang energy of the temple cleanse the yin energy in his soul and help him stabilize his soul."
Mingzhuo asked He Wangyao, "Do you remember what happened in the wilderness of the Sanzu River?"
Master Tingyun and Zhuang Xun also looked at He Wangyao.
The living soul was able to retreat unscathed from the wilderness of the Sanzu River, but suffered from some aftereffects of mental instability. It neither lost its soul nor became mentally impaired.
This can only be called a miracle!
They also wanted to hear what exactly happened to He Wangyao that night.
He Wangyao: "I remember someone rescued me from a terrible haunted house and took me to a wilderness... but I remember it was you who brought me home from the wilderness."
He scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. He had previously misunderstood the other party because of that variety show, thinking they were trying to curry favor with him.
Who would have thought that this person was actually a hidden master?
Mingzhuo: "Do you remember who that person was?"
He Wangyao shook his head. He couldn't remember. Every time he tried to think about it, his head would ache as if it were about to explode.
Mingzhuo was not surprised. "It's okay if you don't remember, but I can tell you that when I found you, there was someone stopping those changgui who wanted to assimilate you."
"He protected you, preventing you from being bewitched by those evil spirits, and brought you to my side unharmed."
He Wangyao was stunned. He felt as if he had forgotten something important.
"Who is that person? Is he alright?" he asked anxiously.
Mingzhuo sighed, "He disappeared."
They vanished right before her eyes, and the countless vengeful spirits that she could not kill were also annihilated and ceased to exist.
Mingzhuo had tried to condense that person's soul, which caused her to overexert herself and sleep for five days straight after returning.
However, this matter will not end there. She has a feeling that given the right opportunity, that person will come back.
The tricky part was that she didn't know how to help him.
She had seen a gentle man, as tender as a spring breeze, under the plum blossom tree, and almost mistook him for Gu Xu.
It wasn't until the desolate Sanzu River wilderness that I vaguely confirmed some things.
Just then, someone ran over to report, "We've spotted that evil cultivator, but he's already dead!"
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A few minutes earlier, Liang Zongyuan had quickly evaded his pursuers thanks to his familiarity with the alley.
He dared not return to the courtyard he had entered before, and ran towards a secluded place. Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps.
Liang Zongyuan's heart tightened, thinking they were pursuers. But when he looked up and saw who it was, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's you? Quick, help me up! Those people behind us are catching up!"
The young man came over and took his arm.
"Master, these evil spirits..." He seemed somewhat frightened.
Liang Zongyuan was so angry he almost cursed the other person as useless. He had taught him the art of controlling ghosts for so long, and the other person was still afraid of evil spirits. But then he thought about it and realized that it was precisely because the other person was so useless that he could easily control him.
He swallowed his anger and took out something from his pocket. "I was injured by that sword energy, which is why my illusion spell was broken. Quickly activate your spiritual power to help me cover it up."
That's what he said, but he held onto the treasure tightly, unwilling to give it to the other party easily.
The young man gave a dull reply and raised his hand to activate his spiritual power...
The treasure emitted a faint light, enveloping the two of them. The evil spirits seemed to lose their way and scattered instantly.
Liang Zongyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He had been torn apart and was in excruciating pain, but now he was finally free from the evil spirit's clutches.
"Alright, let's hurry up and go..."
His voice suddenly disappeared from his throat, and he stared wide-eyed at the young man in front of him, dying with his eyes wide open.
After snapping the man's neck, the young man smiled and said, "Master, farewell, don't bother seeing me off!"
The body fell lifelessly to the ground.
The young man took the treasure from his hand, stroked it for a moment, and said softly, "Useless."
His goal, from beginning to end, was only this treasure.
Liang Zongyuan was very cunning and never revealed his secrets to anyone, not even his most favored disciple.
That day, he deliberately asked Liang Zongyuan for the evil spirit doll. Sure enough, that night a bright light burst out of the Li family villa, burning the doll to ashes.
He suffered a backlash, but he also successfully left Liang Zongyuan's aura on the package.
Just over an hour ago, this idiot was arrogantly saying he would make sure the other party never returned. Only he knows that tonight is the idiot's death day.
That little girl is so amazing; she actually knows one of the three divine swords of Taoism.
The young man chuckled softly with interest, and his figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the alley.
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