Chapter 152: Premeditated Yunmengze
"Maidong! Let's get to work!" Lingxiang holstered the Cizhu Sword and shouted towards Wangxiantai.
On the Wangxian Terrace, Maidong was eating cakes and cakes. Suddenly, he was touched by the spiritual incense. Without even having time to wipe the sesame seeds from the corners of his mouth, he flew down from the Wangxian Terrace.
"Even if you have to work, you have to wait until the people are full. If you rush them like this, people who don't know will think you are calling for their souls!"
Maidong complained, took Changpu's hand and started to listen to his pulse.
"It floats but is powerless, thin and still. I'm afraid there will be some trouble."
"Can he be saved?" Lingxiang asked with a frown.
Mai Dong rolled his eyes at her. "Who are you looking down on? Even if a ghost came to take her life, I could still save her. It's just that her mind has been disturbed for a long time. Even if her body recovers, if the heart damage is not healed, I'm afraid she won't be able to wake up."
"This is easy. You save her life first. As for the rest, I will make plans after I come back from Kunwu Sect." Lingxiang gave the order while flying up to the Wangxiantai.
As soon as she stood still, she took off all the purses and bags on her body and handed them to Zhenren Qianyuan.
"Second Brother, please keep these treasures safe for me. When I return, I will definitely go to Kuncheng Peak to ask for them back!"
After saying this, he turned around, bowed to Taoist Priest Xuantan, and began to make hand gestures.
Taoist Qianyuan was still wondering what was in the small bag when he saw a clear light flash on Lingxiang's body, and she instantly turned into a yellow talisman paper man.
As the spiritual fragrance disappeared, the paper man slowly fell to the ground. As soon as it touched the ground, it started to burn. At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the paper man and the ashes were blown away by the wind.
Taoist Xuantan was shocked. This little girl was quite accomplished, able to use the art of spirit substitution to perform the Heaven and Earth Purification Mantra. He couldn't help but look at Master Qianyuan, who was looking down at the package Lingxiang handed him. Inside was the bag of pine seeds Lingxiang had just peeled offstage...
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"Baby, you've kept me waiting for so long." Lingxiang Fang opened her eyes and heard Xuan Huai Zhenren teasing her, "It was still bright when we left, but now it's already sunset. Where have you been playing and forgotten the time?"
Lingxiang twisted her fingers and silently chanted the Soul Gathering Technique for a while, then laughed and said, "You old man, I'm clearly here to help your Kunwu Sect rescue people, but you're so good, you've been having a great day here, and you actually made fun of me. You really have no shame."
Upon hearing this, Master Xuan Huai smiled and stroked his beard: "Since you are saving people for our sect, did you gain anything from it?"
Lingxiang got off the bed, walked to the chessboard and started looking at the game.
"You two are really weird. I've been daydreaming for the whole day, but you haven't even made a few moves in the game of chess." As he said this, he picked up the black piece and was about to drop it, but was stopped in mid-air by Master Xuan Huai.
"I say, girl, you have ruined the treasure that I have spent so much effort to set up long ago, and now you want to interfere again?" As he said this, he snatched the chess piece from Lingxiang's hand, muttering "no, no".
Lingxiang was pulled away from the chessboard by Master Xuanhuai by her clothes. Lingxiang kept muttering about being stingy, and then walked to the antique shelf, picked up a Bagua plate and started looking at it.
"It can't be said that there is no gain. At least the disciple of Taoist Xuantan is safe for the time being."
Temporarily? If there is no hindrance, then there is no hindrance. What does it mean to be temporarily?
Xuan Huai Zhenren was extremely puzzled and asked hurriedly, but Ling Xiang just smiled softly, "It's not just temporary, it seems that girl is usually very worried, so she gave the demons an opportunity to take advantage of her. Although I have driven away the demons that have occupied her consciousness, her mind is still damaged. If I don't guide her properly, I'm afraid she will be taken advantage of again in the future. Besides..."
Lingxiang put the Bagua plate back and said, "Besides, the real mastermind behind this hasn't been uncovered yet. Even if he gets better, he'll still be a lamb to be slaughtered when he returns."
Upon hearing this, Master Xuan Huai frowned and stroked his beard again: "Didn't you say before that you knew who was from the demon clan?"
Hey! After going around in circles for so long, I finally got to the point!
Lingxiang thought so, paced back and forth, and sat down on a chair: "I do know who the demon is, but..."
She dragged her voice and glanced at Master Xuan Huai, while Master Fu Yin beside her felt a little pity for the white-bearded old man sitting opposite her when he heard Ling Xiang's tone.
If this were the case in the Yuanqing Sect, any time his junior sister spoke like that, she'd definitely have her eye on something from some other hall. It's a bit of a misnomer, but it's not the thieves who steal, it's the thieves who are after it. While the junior sister wasn't a thief, if she set her sights on something, all of them would be on edge for a long time.
It seems that the junior sister was looking around in this room just now, and something must have caught her eye.
Fellow Daoist Xuanhuai, please take care of yourself!
Xuan Huai Zhenren seemed to understand. He smiled and stroked his beard and said, "If you like the things in my room, even if there are only one or two, I can still give them to you. But if you are greedy and want more, I will take them away. When my junior brother returns to the sect, I am afraid he will go after you, Yuan Qing."
Upon hearing this, Lingxiang actually crossed her legs and said, "Look, look, I haven't even asked for anything yet, and you're already ringing the bell at me like this. I'm so ashamed that I saved someone from your sect. You're really too stingy!"
Master Xuanhuai just smiled without saying anything. He took one look at Master Fuyin's move and his smile widened even more - after laying out this trick for so long, Master Fuyin finally took the bait.
When Lingxiang saw the excited expression on his face, she knew that her senior brother had made a wrong move again. Although Senior Brother Fuyin was well-versed in ancient and modern knowledge, his chess playing style was just like his personality. He was straightforward in his thinking. Although he was the one who taught her how to lay out the chess pieces when she was a child, he had never beaten her since she learned it.
"If you ask me, you should not play this game. My senior brother is such an upright person. What's the point of you winning him?" As he said this, he stood up and walked to the chessboard, bending over to look at the chess piece.
This chess game is already irreversible.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the more a bad chess player plays, the worse he gets." Lingxiang said as she put away the chess pieces. As she did so, she continued slowly, "I don't ask for much, but there's only one thing that the Immortal can grant me. I'm afraid the Immortal won't be willing to give it to me. If he refuses to pay, I'll have nowhere to turn."
Seeing Lingxiang put away the chess piece, Master Xuanhuai knew that she had no other choice. This time she had given in. It all depended on whether he would come down the stairs.
"Oh? Tell me, what is it you want?"
Hearing Xuan Huai's question, Ling Xiang knew something was up. She quickly put down her chess piece and said with a smile, "Kunwu Sect has been a great demon-slaying sect since ancient times, and possesses many legends of the demon world. What I seek is the entrance to that ancient land - Yunmengze."
As soon as these words were spoken, Master Xuanhuai's eyes widened, and even Master Fuyin sat up in shock.
"You want to go to Yunmengze? That's the abode of ancient gods! How can a mortal enter at will?" Master Fuyin was shocked and asked while holding Lingxiang's hand.
Lingxiang's face was calm, and she simply smiled at Xuanhuai Zhenren, "I think many years ago, someone must have come to Kunwu Sect to inquire about Yunmeng Lake, right?"
Xuan Huai Zhenren frowned, and after a long moment, he sighed and asked, "Just now, I felt that your eyes and eyebrows resembled someone, but I never could remember who it was. Now that I think about it, I'm right. What is your relationship with Fairy Tu Mi?"
Upon hearing this, Master Fuyin was even more surprised. Could it be that Fairy Tu Mi had ever been to Yunmengze in the past?
Lingxiang smiled and said as she packed up the chess pieces, "Fairy Tumi is my mother."
Upon hearing this, Master Xuan Huai frowned even more, and then he sighed deeply: "I was still young at that time, and my master was still alive..."
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"Master, Master!" A young man rushed into Feiyi Palace, tumbling and crawling. "Master, something's wrong!"
Master Lan Yuan was meditating with his eyes closed. When he heard the visitor so panicked, his long eyebrows immediately furrowed together.
"You little brat, your master is still alive, what's wrong with that!" He raised his hand and snapped his fingers at the young man. "What did your master teach you every day? A cultivator should be steady and calm. How can you be so flustered like this?!"
The young man rubbed his painful forehead, his facial features squeezed together, but he listened and sat on the mat beside him.
Seeing the young man like this, Master Lan Yuan seemed extremely satisfied. He stroked his beard, closed his eyes, and asked, "Tell me, what are you so panicked about?"
The young man rubbed his head and imitated Master Lan Yuan's leisurely manner and said, "A woman came down the mountain and said she wanted to see Master."
"Just meet him, there's nothing to be surprised about. There aren't many pilgrims here on weekdays." Master Lan Yuan said as he clasped his hands in meditation, as if he was in no hurry to meet the guests.
The young man also followed suit, sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, saying: "That person said her name was Tu Mi, and she brought a bunch of bottles and jars and an extremely ugly monster. She said she could solve the problem that no one in my sect can practice the Ni Ling technique." As he spoke, he began to breathe in and out like an old Taoist.
As soon as they finished speaking, the old man and the young man sat still, motionless for a long time...
"What!!" Master Lan Yuan suddenly jumped up, "Xuan Huai, what did you just say? Say it again!"
It turned out that the young man was Xuan Huai when he was a child. He sat down like an old monk, exhaled leisurely, and then slowly repeated what he had just said.
Upon hearing this, Master Lan Yuan immediately snapped his fingers at Xiao Xuanhuai again.
"Since you have such an honored guest, why don't you quickly usher him into the hall? He's still sitting here, showing no regard for the importance of others!"
The young man Xuan Huai covered his forehead with his hands, his face full of grievance: "Master clearly told me to be calm just now..."
Upon hearing this, Master Lan Yuan immediately raised his hand and snapped his fingers again: "How can you be so calm? This is a matter of great importance to the future of the sect! How dare you still sit here? Why don't you go and invite them to the hall?!"
Xiao Xuanhuai quickly stood up and ran out, holding the painful spot on his head. In a moment, he saw him leading a woman into Feiyi Palace. Behind the woman was not a monster, but a little Taoist child. However, the Taoist child looked a little...
Somewhat hard to watch...
On this side, Master Lan Yuan was still surprised by the appearance of the Taoist boy, and on the other side, Fairy Tu Mi bowed to Master Xuan Huai.
"Thank you for your courtesy, Immortal. I am Tumi, a wandering immortal. Let me be frank. The purpose of my visit is to ask you how to get to Yunmeng Lake."
Master Lan Yuan was startled by this; it was truly straightforward. He cleared his throat and spoke with the air of a sage, "Since you know about Yunmeng Lake, you should also know that my sect will never reveal anything about it. Asking like this is futile, isn't it?"
Fairy Tu Mi smiled when she heard this, and her posture and appearance were so extraordinary that Xiao Xuanhuai, who was standing beside her, almost drooled.
"Of course I know. The Kunwu Sect has guarded the secrets of Yunmeng Lake since ancient times, never allowing outsiders to set foot there. But if I can help your sect resolve the issue regarding your Niling technique, I wonder if you, Master, would make an exception and reveal a few things?"
As Fairy Tu Mi spoke, she turned her head and glanced at the Taoist boy behind her. The Taoist boy immediately understood and walked up to Master Lan Yuan holding an open wooden box.
Master Lan Yuan looked down and saw that there was only a porcelain bottle in the wooden box. He was puzzled, but Fairy Tu Mi seemed to know what he was thinking and said:
"This is a powder I refined. It can regulate the flow of the inner spiritual meridians of those who practice the Silk-Channeling Technique. If the Immortal is willing to tell me the entrance to Yunmeng Lake, I will willingly offer the formula of this medicine with both hands."
Upon hearing this, Master Lan Yuan took out a porcelain bottle from the wooden box. As soon as he uncorked it, the scent of silver dan grass filled his nostrils. Even from that scent, he could sense a difference in the flow of spiritual energy within him.
He had tried to practice the Chansi technique many times before, but gave up each time because he was unable to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body. If this medicine could really help him practice, then his huge Kunwu Sect would not have only two people guarding it.
That's right, these two people are Lan Yuan and Xiao Xuanhuai...
Master Lan Yuan suppressed his excitement, pretended to be calm, and put the porcelain bottle into the box.
"Although this medicine can indeed relieve the years of hardship that Kunwu has endured, it is inconvenient to tell you, Taoist friend, that Yunmeng Lake has been the responsibility of Kunwu for generations to come."
Hearing this, Fairy Tumi smiled again and waved her hand, and the little Taoist boy retreated.
When Master Lan Yuan saw this, his eyes seemed to be glued to the Taoist boy's wooden box. He watched the medicine getting farther and farther away from him, feeling extremely anxious.
At this time, Fairy Tumi walked around Feiyi Palace with her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "The Kunwu Sect has such a large Taoist temple, but there are only two Taoists, one old and one young. The incense is so weak. After walking around the temple, I can hardly smell the fragrance of sandalwood. It's really pitiful! I don't know..."
Fairy Tumi sighed deeply as she spoke. "I wonder if the Kunwu Sect will still exist a hundred years from now. It's really hard to say! Chi Yanzi, do you think it will become the Kunyou Sect, the Kunta Sect, or something like that?"
It turned out that the Taoist boy's name was Chi Yanzi. He said in a mature tone, "It's not impossible. Who knows, he might resort to deception and fraud to make a living. But what the ancestor left behind cannot be kept. I'm afraid he won't be able to explain himself in the afterlife..."
The words cut like a knife through Lan Yuan's heart. His master's last wish was to strengthen the Kunwu Sect, but due to the state of his spiritual roots, it was difficult for him to practice the techniques passed down by the ancestors. As a result, there was only him and Xuan Huai, whom he had found when he went down the mountain...
"Alright, alright!" Master Lan Yuan stretched his legs like a three-year-old child, as if to play tricks. "Yunmengze is the resting place of ancient gods. There are not only ancient gods there, but also ancient monsters. You must first tell me your purpose for going there. Only then can I decide whether to tell you how to enter."
Fairy Tu Mi smiled upon hearing this and said, "As you can see, I am an expert in the art of medicine. I have a prescription, and one of the ingredients can only be found in Yunmeng Lake."
"Prescription? What prescription?"
"This medicine is called 'Huitian' and has the power to bring the dead back to life."
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