Chapter 56 Return to Xuanmen
After that, she turned to look at Director Wang, her eyes filled with concern and expectation: "Take this modified talisman paper and practice diligently when you go back. Maybe at a critical moment, it can come in handy and become the key to turning the situation around."
Director Wang nodded quickly and carefully put away the talisman paper, as if it was Xuanmen’s life-saving straw and his last hope in this crisis.
He carefully placed the talisman paper in his arms and pressed it gently with his hand to make sure it would not be damaged in the slightest.
The two of them did not delay any longer. Yang Mian took out a teleportation talisman, muttered something, and used his body skills. In an instant, he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the direction of Xuanmen.
The speed was so fast that it seemed to break through the boundaries of space, leaving only a blurry light and shadow.
As soon as I arrived at the foot of Xuanmen Mountain, a depressing atmosphere hit me in the face, as if a thick haze enveloped the entire Xuanmen.
The Xuanmen, which was once bustling with activity, was now dead silent, so quiet that it was a little eerie.
The guards at the mountain gate stood there listlessly, their eyes showing deep fatigue and fear. They were like a group of lambs that had lost their direction, full of confusion and fear about the future.
Yang Mian and Director Wang strode into the Xuanmen. Along the way, when the disciples saw Yang Mian, they were stunned at first, as if they couldn't believe their eyes, and then the light of hope ignited in their eyes. That light was like a star in the darkness, illuminating the fear in their hearts.
They gathered around and called "Auntie" in a low voice, with excitement and joy in their voices, as if at this moment they saw the dawn of the revival of Xuanmen.
Yang Mian nodded slightly and walked without stopping until she came to the retreat room. She raised her hand and pushed lightly, and the tightly closed door slowly opened with a creaking sound, as if telling the hardships that Xuanmen had experienced during this period.
Inside the house, the master's face was as pale as paper, without any blood, and he was sitting on a cushion with a weak breath.
His body was shaking slightly, as if a slight breeze could blow him down.
"Master." Yang Mian called softly, with a hint of concern that was hard to conceal in his voice. The voice was gentle and warm, like the warm sun in winter, which could dispel all the cold.
The Grand Master slowly opened his eyes and saw Yang Mian. A gleam of relief flashed in his eyes. That light was like a sweet rain on dry land, full of vitality and hope: "Mian'er, you're back."
Yang Mian walked to the side of the Grandmaster, squatted down, carefully checked his injuries, and frowned tightly, like a locked mountain: "Master, you are seriously injured, but it's okay, Mian'er will heal you first, and you will be fine after a period of recuperation. Don't worry, I will take care of everything."
Yang Mian then sat in meditation, quickly forming seals with his hands. The spiritual energy in his body surged and transformed into soft rays of light, which slowly poured into the body of the ancestor.
The light was like a warm force, nourishing the founder's injured body and repairing his damaged meridians.
“Mian’er, master is very happy that you can come back. There is a traitor in Xuanmen, and now he has escaped to the human world. You still have to go back to the human world.” The master’s voice was weak but firm.
"What about those people from the Demon Cult!?" Yang Mian raised her head, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes. She was afraid that after she left, the people from the Demon Cult would take the opportunity to attack Xuanmen again, putting the already fragile Xuanmen into a deeper crisis.
The master was seriously injured and cannot exert his vitality for the time being. Xuanmen is in a precarious situation at this moment.
"The leader of the Demon Cult and I are both losers. In the short term, no one from the Demon Cult will come again, but the traitor must not be tolerated. You go to the human world and bring him back. I want to clean up the sect." There was a hint of determination in the eyes of the founder, which was the anger towards the betrayer and the defense of the dignity of Xuanmen.
"Okay." Yang Mian answered firmly. That short word was full of strength and determination.
After Yang Mian healed the master’s injuries, he stood up and prepared to leave Xuanmen and return to the human world.
Director Wang stood outside the door with a conflicted look on his face. He was having a fierce struggle in his heart.
On the one hand, he longed to learn the art of Taoism from his aunt, improve his own practice level, and have a place in Taoism; on the other hand, he did not want to engage in intrigue with those complicated people in the world.
When he thought about being a director in the human world and having to argue with teachers over trivial matters, he felt extremely irritated, and his heart was like a tangled mess that he couldn't sort out.
Yang Mian helped the Grandmaster out. The Grandmaster's eyes fell on Director Wang. After a little thought, he made a decision for Director Wang: "Director Wang, you and your aunt go back to the human world and help her find the traitor. This is not only for Xuanmen, but also an opportunity for you to improve yourself."
"Yes, Grandmaster." Although Director Wang was still a little hesitant in his heart, he still respectfully responded to the Grandmaster's order.
Yang Mian said to his disciples, "This is my Xuanmen magic, which I created myself. Now I will give each of you a page of paper to practice. You can comprehend and practice on your own. I will come back to check after a while."
There was a page of paper in front of each person, and the Xuanmen disciples were very happy. "Thank you, Auntie."
This is a mysterious magic spell that I created myself. With this secret, their skills will definitely be greatly improved.
The founder thought that Yang Mian was going to take over Xuanmen and personally teach these people the basics of Xuanmen, and he felt relieved.
In fact, Yang Mian only passed on part of what she had learned to them, and she still didn't trust her master.
Therefore, the disciples of Xuanmen should practice diligently, protect their master, and protect Xuanmen as their home.
After explaining everything, Yang Mian and Director Wang returned to the grove on earth.
Director Wang frowned, and his voice was filled with helplessness and urgency: "Auntie, look at this world, with billions of people. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the traitor in Xuanmen! How can we find him?"
Yang Mian looked calm and composed. She raised her eyes slightly, her gaze was as sharp as a torch, and she spoke slowly: "A fox will always show its tail. You don't have to worry, just wait quietly. As long as he uses mystical arts in the human world, even a little bit, I can accurately locate him and pull him out." Her voice was not loud, but it revealed an unquestionable confidence and majesty.
You know, Yang Mian is a well-known lady in the Xuanmen. Her attainments in the mysterious arts are unmatched in the entire Xuanmen. If she is ranked second, no one else dares to claim to be first.
They are in the Xuanmen, which has strict rules. Although the Xuanshu is extremely powerful, it must never be used to kill people, otherwise they will suffer backlash from the way of heaven, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
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