Chapter 127 Chapter 127 Search (XVIII)

Ning Helan said behind Zhao Fang: "Your name is Zhao Fang, right? I'm in a bad mood now and I don't have time to talk to you. Your master and senior brothers are missing, go find them yourself. It's no use for you to pester me here. Your master and senior brothers will not come back."

Fang Hui was the supporting actor: "That's right."

"If you do this again next time, I can't guarantee that your arm will not be broken.

" "Did you hear me? Watch out for your hands~"

Zhao Fang gritted his teeth. He was not convinced but couldn't beat her. He was so angry that he tried desperately to get rid of Ning Helan.

A little Taoist priest ran over and was shocked when he saw this scene: "What are you doing? "

Ning Helan let go of Zhao Fang, without even looking at him, turned around and walked away. Fang Hui glanced at Zhao Fang and hurried to catch up.

"Ning Helan, the immortal said that you should go find him when you wake up." said the little Taoist priest.

Ning Helan glanced at the little Taoist priest. This man was the one who led her before, and his name seemed to be Yun Yan.

"It's just right, I also want to find the immortal." Ning Helan said.

Yun Yan looked at Zhao Fang and Xu Qingyang who were rubbing their shoulders over there and said: "Two senior brothers, the immortal also invites you two to go over. "

Xu Qingyang and Zhao Fang looked at each other, not knowing what would happen.

Yun Yan led a few people through the square, and walked through several halls. After walking for nearly ten minutes, they came to a side hall. There was a small courtyard here. The lawn in front of the hall was a little green and yellow, and the bluestone path was hidden in it. There were many mottled marks on it.

Yun Yan walked in front and knocked on the door gently: "Master, I'm here."

Then he made a gesture of invitation to Ning Helan, and Ning Helan stepped forward and pushed open the door of the side hall.

"Creaky..."

The door was pushed open, A faint scent of sandalwood wafted in the air, and Fang Hui subconsciously covered his nose. He was tricked by Ming Xin last time, and now there was a shadow in his heart.

It was noon now, and the sun shone through the carved window panes, and a few rays of light happened to shine on a statue in the center.

The statue had long hair down to the waist, and was wearing armor, with eyes tightly closed. In his left hand he held a pennant, and in his right hand he held a sword on his knees.

Fang Hui's eyes widened when he saw the statue for the first time. He pulled Ning Helan's sleeve and nodded at the statue, meaning to let Ning Helan see.

Ning Helan raised his head and glanced at the statue, but did not react.

"Little Taoist priest, don't you think this statue looks familiar?"

"I haven't seen it before. "

Fang Hui exclaimed exaggeratedly: "What do you mean you have never seen it before, your..."

"Yun Yan, there is nothing to do here, you can go out first." Xuan Yu Zhenren who was sitting in front of the statue spoke.

Yun Yan bowed and left the hall. He was about to reach out to close the door, but Xuan Yu Zhenren said that it was not necessary, and now the whole hall looked exceptionally bright.

"Zhenren, since these two people came, so many things have happened in our Taoist temple, and none of them are good. They..." Zhao Fang started to complain as soon as he entered the door. Fang Hui couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

"Xiao Fang. "As soon as Xuan Yu opened his mouth, Zhao Fang fell silent instantly. Taoist Xuan Yu turned his back to the group and said, "I know everything. Your master and senior brothers made their own choices. Think about it carefully. Do you blame Ning Helan and Fang Hui for what has happened today?"

Fang Hui was stunned when he heard that Taoist Xuan Yu was on his side. Zhao Fang and Xu Qingyang were originally just angry, but when they thought about it carefully, Taoist Mingxin had colluded with the monster, and now Hu You followed him. It was not Ning Helan's fault. After all, their master had dug up the grave of Ning Helan's parents, so it was reasonable for them to come to them.

"Teacher, we know we are wrong. "Xu Qingyang and Zhao Fang were not bad people, but they had a grudge in their chests, and naturally they took it out on Ning Helan.

"Qingyang, your junior brother is not at peace, take him to recite the "Three Pure Ones Sutra" ten times." Xuanyu Zhenren said again.

"Yes, Zhenren." Xu Qingyang bowed respectfully, glanced at Ning Helan when he stood up, and walked out with Zhao Fang.

Fang Hui felt that he was not very satisfied with this punishment: "Zhenren, the two of them wanted to beat Ning Helan just now. Ning Helan was so seriously injured and bleed so much, and they beat her just after she woke up. Isn't this punishment too light? "

Unexpectedly, Master Xuanyu burst into laughter. He stood up from the mat, turned around and looked at Fang Hui: "Then how many times do you say you want to punish them?" "

At least recite it a hundred or eighty times..." Fang Hui muttered.

Master Xuanyu shook his head: "Fang Hui, do you know how thick this "Three Pure Ones Sutra" is? It takes at least half a day to finish reading one volume. If they are punished ten times, they will have to stay for almost seven days. Isn't that enough?"

"Seven days?" Fang Hui had some idea. The punishment was indeed very severe, so he shut up obediently.

Seeing that Fang Hui stopped talking, Master Xuanyu looked at Ning Helan kindly again. At this moment, Ning Helan was staring at the statue in a trance.

"Xiao Lan, does it look familiar? "Zhenren Xuanyu asked him.

Ning Helan shook his head. He didn't recognize this statue. It was neither the Three Pure Ones nor the Jade Emperor.

But he had a strange feeling when he saw this statue. It should be an inexplicable sense of closeness.

"Click." The rooster cried, and it jumped out of Ning Helan's arms and strolled around the hall.

Zhenren Xuanyu saw that Ning Helan was almost recovered now. He knew that many people who were injured by the Bloody Seven-Star Sword were either dead or disabled, and Ning Helan was an exception.

"Xiao Lan, you came here to ask me something, right?" Zhenren Xuanyu asked him.

Ning Helan then moved his gaze from the statue to Zhenren Xuanyu's face: "Zhenren should know what I want to ask. "

Master Xuanyu sighed softly, then nodded: "What do you know?"

Ning Helan's eyes flickered, he clenched his fists and said: "Is Mingxin the murderer of my parents? "

The news was too explosive. When Fang Hui heard this, his eyes widened. He was completely shocked.

"..." Master Xuanyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he remained silent.

Ning Helan had been asking about the explosion at home since he was a child, but Ning Guohua had always kept silent. Gradually, Ning Helan began to tell himself that it was just an accident, but suddenly, he discovered that it was not an accident, but man-made.

Xuanyu's failure to give a direct answer further confirmed Ning Helan's guess. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already surging.

Zhenren Xuanyu saw that Ning Helan was in a bad mood, so he comforted him, "Xiao Lan, there are many things I don't tell you because they are destined by fate. You will be happier if you don't know."

Ning Helan closed his eyes: "So you didn't want to save my parents at that time, is it because you knew this would happen?"

"No, Xiao Lan, it was your parents who didn't let me save them." Unexpectedly, Zhenren Xuanyu's next sentence shocked Ning Helan's eyes widened, "Your parents chose to die by themselves."

"... Zhenren, don't joke with me." Ning Helan forced a smile.

"...After the incident, your grandfather contacted me immediately, but your parents told me not to save them when they were dying..." Xuan Yu Zhenren looked a little sad, but he didn't seem to be lying.

Regardless of whether Ning Helan believed it or not, Fang Hui next to him didn't believe it: "Who would not let others save them when they are about to die?"

Xuan Yu Zhenren sighed lightly: "At that time, your parents told me that the monster was going to destroy your whole family, but somehow it said that if your parents died, it would let you go, so your parents didn't let me save them."

"Heh." Ning Helan turned around, these words were simply nonsense to him.

"If you knew what kind of monster it was, why didn't you tell the young Taoist priest?" Fang Hui asked.

Xuan Yu Zhenren shook his head: "The monster was very powerful, and Guo Hua was far away at that time. Even if we used the sword to fly back, it would take an hour. At that time, Xiao Lan was in the hands of the monster. In order to prevent him from hurting Xiao Lan, we dared not act rashly."

"What a joke..." Ning Helan walked to the door of the temple and lost his temper for the first time. He pounded the wall heavily and shouted, "What a joke!"

"Monster? Eh?" Compared to Ning Helan, Fang Hui was very calm now. That was right, after all, he was an outsider. "Then why do you say that these were done by Mingxin? Is he a monster?"

Xuanyu Zhenren shook his head: "He is not, Mingxin is a human, but why would he use magic? I still don't know what's going on."

After that, Xuanyu Zhenren said: "But judging from the magic that Mingxin used in the past two days, it is very similar to that of the monster. They must have some connection."

No wonder Ning Helan guessed that Mingxin killed his parents...

Fang Hui turned around, but saw Ning Helan squatting on the ground with his head covered. He hurried over: "Little Taoist priest, what's wrong with you?"

"Ugh!" Countless fragments of memory collided in Ning Helan's brain, and each collision caused severe pain. His face turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Seeing him like this, Fang Hui panicked: "Ning Helan, don't scare me, Master! Master, come and have a look!" Master

Xuanyu stepped forward quickly, looked at Ning Helan's appearance, and then put his hand to feel his pulse. Then the Master raised his hand and quickly gave Ning Helan a slash, and Ning Helan's eyes rolled back and he passed out.

"Master, what are you doing!"

"Xiao Lan's spiritual power is disordered now. If she stays awake, she will die of pain." Master Xuanyu said and called Yun Yan outside the door, "Yun Yan!"

Yun Yan had been guarding the door. When he heard Master Xuanyu calling him, he walked in: "Master."

Master Xuanyu waved at him: "Come and carry Xiao Lan back."

Although Yun Yan didn't know what happened to Ning He Lan, he still carried Ning He Lan back to the room according to Master Xuanyu's instructions.

Afterwards, Master Xuanyu used spiritual power to relieve Ning He Lan's pain, and Ning He Lan's complexion looked much better.

At night, Ning Helan sat outside the room looking at the night sky. Ning Helan didn't wake up. Xuanyu Zhenren had consumed a lot of spiritual energy. He looked much older and tired.

"Alas..." Fang Hui sighed, and Brother Ji squatted beside him and looked at the moonlight. "Brother Ji, your little master is really miserable."

"Crack."

"...Actually, I'm pretty miserable too."

"Crack."

"Look, I still have a long way to go to accumulate Yin De..."

"Crack."

Fang Hui said and looked at his wrist. The original number of 400 turned into 800 without knowing when. Fang Hui was stunned and jumped up happily: "When did I go there and increase it?! It doubled all of a sudden!"

"Crack."

"Hey Brother Ji, look, my Yin De is now 800! I'm going to fill it up!"

"Click."

Fang Hui touched the blood-soaked numbers on his wrist excitedly. Suddenly, his joyful mood inexplicably fell to the bottom. He didn't know why he couldn't be happy anymore.

Seeing Fang Hui sitting back like nothing had happened, Brother Ji tilted his head: "Click."

"Brother Ji, if I have enough good karma, does that mean I won't be able to see you anymore?"

"..."

"Ning Helan and Grandpa Ning have been helping me unconditionally. I can't just abandon Ning Helan, right?"

"Click."

"Hey, Fang Hui, you're here. The real person is looking for you." Yun Yan walked over and said with a smile.

"The real person? Isn't he seriously injured? "Fang Hui blinked. He remembered that the Immortal looked very weak after saving Ning Helan in the afternoon.

"The Immortal is fine now. He asked you to go to the side hall in the morning to wait for him. He has something to say to you."

"What do you want to talk to me about? Besides," Fang Hui looked at the darker corridor in front of him. He was a little scared now. "Is there anything that can't be said in the morning? I'm just a lonely soul now. If I walk around outside, those ghosts may target me."