Hong Ning looked up and saw that he was referring to the circular stone seal in the cliff, and immediately smiled: "I saw that one when I was a child, I don't know who carved it."

Wen Xin shook his head: "It's about ten feet away from the ground. Who would carve something at such a high place for no reason? I don't think it was carved, but it looks like a trace left by something hitting it."

hit it? Hong Ning raised her face and looked at it for a while, and it was strange: "It really looks like, but what will hit it?"

Wen Xin looked at the stone seal and was silent.

Hong Ning's heart moved: "Could it be related to that evil dragon?"

Wen Xin nodded and sat down with his knees crossed.

Knowing what he wants to do, Hong Ning is worried: "Since it is a divine object, whether it can be found depends on chance, it is a matter of heaven, and rash calculations will definitely consume a lot of energy, maybe..."

Wen Channel: "Let's give it a try." After speaking, he closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

Seeing this, Hong Ning stood beside him to protect the Dharma for him, looking at the pool of water in Bisensen, she thought about the evil dragon for a while, and then thought about the camellias and the mysterious splendid flowers everywhere. , turned his face, but saw Wen Xin beside him turning pale and sweat dripping from his forehead.

It's not easy! Hong Ning noticed something was wrong and was shocked. She was about to ask Bai Ling to come back to help, but Wen Xin had opened her eyes again.

Hong Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "What can Master figure out?"

Wen Xin shook his head and smiled: "Using mere Taoism to spy on the secrets without authorization, it is indeed a waste." Seeing that Hong Ning was about to speak, he waved his hand to stop it: "Although I can't calculate the origin of this thing, I can confirm that it is related to the demon dragon. related."

He stood up and gestured at the traces on the stone wall: "Since this thing hit it, it must have fallen into this pool after that, and it was obtained by the Jiao dragon, and it was cultivated into a dragon shape by the aura."

Hong Ning said: "The shape of that thing should not be small, and it can hit such a high cliff. Could it be flying in midair?"

Wen Xin nodded: "It is both a divine object and unknown."

Hong Ning said: "Where did it come from?

The two were stunned, as if thinking of something, and looked behind them at the same time.

In the distance, there are lush trees, and one of the ancient temples is looming, with a tower spire towering in the wind.

Hong Ning said, "Could it be..." Before she could finish her words, she heard a "hack" sound in the pool, thinking it was the dragon again, she turned her face back in shock, and it turned out that it was Bai Ling who came back.

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Bai Ling's expression was not very good: "There are many forks in the cave, one of which leads to a well ten miles away. I don't know who put a Taoist talisman on the well. I was not careful just now and was almost caught by it."

Hong Ning smiled and said: "Yes, it must have been doing evil there over the years, using the soul of people to cultivate Lingzhu. Recently, I don't know who was noticed by an expert, and the magic blocked the way there. It has no food. just came back here."

Bai Ling contemptuously said, "The talisman is not very clever either. It's clearly because this person's mana is not strong enough, so he has to take such expedient measures, which may not last long."

Wen Xin sighed: "I don't know where this hole leads. If you use a talisman to hold it here, I'm afraid it will go to other places to do evil. I will set up an array for the time being, and you two will report and tell the nearby people not to come near here."

In this era, Buddha and Taoism were revered. The masters and disciples lived in this mountain for many years, and they were deeply loved and respected by the surrounding people. When they heard that there was an accident in the Evil Dragon Pond, several seniors in the village were startled and hurriedly sent people to pass the word to the villagers. Thank you again and again.

On the way back, Hong Ning told Bai Ling about the circular marks on the stone wall.

Bai Ling said, "How are you doing?"

Hong Ning thought for a while and said, "Why don't we go to the temple first?"

Bai Ling didn't object, she spoke to Wen Xin with a sound transmission, and took her on the road.

The method of Hong condensate will not shrink the ground. Although Bai Ling can do it, she can't take her mortal body. The two walked to the ancient temple. Going up, the trees are lush and the water is gurgling all the way. After a while, the two of them climbed the hill. The front door of the temple is very tall and solemn. The three characters of "Shenzhong Temple" are written, and the momentum is extraordinary. Sanskrit singing is indeed a pure and precious place in Buddhism.

Bai Ling paused.

Hong Ning understood: "You wait for me outside."

Bai Ling snorted softly and continued to walk forward: "It's just a small temple, there's nothing you can't go to."

In fact, there is nothing scary about ordinary temples, but this kind of ancient temple has a history of more than 100 years, with strong incense and strict discipline. In addition, there are eminent monks chanting sutras and chanting Buddhas, so they will be protected by the Buddha's light over time. Ordinary monsters can't stand it. Looking at it will make you tremble. Fortunately, Bai Ling has been cultivated for nearly four hundred years.

There were two little monks talking in front of the temple gate. Suddenly, a seventeen- or eight-year-old boy came with a little girl. He hurriedly stopped and saluted, "Is the benefactor offering incense or repaying the vow?"

Bai Ling didn't answer, Hong Ning had no choice but to step forward and say, "We are here to offer incense to the precious treasure temple."

The little monk let the two of them in.

Hong Ning deliberately slowed down, looked around carefully, and chatted with them in a strange way: "Shenzhong Temple...Master, the name of this temple is very interesting."

Seeing that she was young, articulate and likable, the two monks didn't blame her for being curious, and both smiled: "Little donor doesn't know, our temple was originally called Xiayin Temple, and I heard that it was renamed 50 years ago."

Hong Ning said, "Is there a divine bell here?"

The two monks shook their heads: "No."

Hong Ning smiled and said, "Then why is it called Shenzhong Temple again?"

The young monk couldn't answer: "This..."

The older one, who likes to show off, said with a smile, "I don't know the little benefactor, but the temple almost had a bell 50 years ago, but who knew that it was mistaken by the gatekeeper."

Hong Ning hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

The monk said as he walked, "The poor monk also listened to his uncle. Fifty years ago, the presiding elder was very famous. At that time, there were not so many people in the temple. One night, the elder suddenly had a dream and woke up. Said that someone had approached him, claiming to be the golden boy, and he was the chief of the Nantianmen. Because of the beautiful scenery of Juedi Temple, he wanted to come down to the world to live for a long time, and asked the elders to open the temple door to let him in on the full night of the fifteenth month. ."

Hong Ning wondered, "Is it really here?"

She listened interestingly, and the monk spoke vigorously: "The elder is overjoyed, he is convinced of this matter, and ordered the whole temple to bathe and chant the scriptures, ready to welcome the immortal."

Hong Ning smiled and said, "Just relying on a dream, isn't he afraid of a fake?"

The monk shook his head: "It sounds like a false story. At that time, the rest of the monks in the temple were like the little benefactors, only the elders took their dreams seriously. On the fifteenth night, the elders planned to set up an incense table and lead a group of monks to welcome them. But I was afraid that the scene would be too big and I would startle the immortal, so after thinking about it, I still let everyone rest as usual, and only told my uncle to watch the door and meditate in the meditation room. I don't know when it was about midnight, there was no movement outside. , the uncle who guarded the gate complained in his heart, so he was lazy, thinking that it would be over if he lied the next day."

Hong Ning couldn't help but said, "What a pity!"

"That's not it," the monk sighed. "As soon as the door was closed, a 'bang' sounded, and everyone in the temple was startled. The door was originally thick and strong, but a hole was knocked out. When something went wrong, he was so frightened that he hurriedly opened the door to look, but there was no trace of the thing. The elder immediately scolded him severely, and immediately set up an incense table and recited sutras to make amends. Who knows that when the door didn't open, he was unhappy. , has already flown to another place, but never came again, the matter has come to this point, the elders only sighed that the temple had no chance to keep the treasure, so he changed the name of the temple."

Hong Ning said, "How do you know it's a divine bell?"

Bai Ling couldn't help sneering: "It's really stupid."

Seeing that she was still puzzled, the monk smiled: "Little donor, it claims to be the chief of the Nantianmen, also known as the golden boy. Isn't this golden boy combined with the word 'bell'!"

He usually draws a lot of talismans, but he is still not used to traditional characters. Hong Ning can't help but laugh when he reacts.

After leaving the temple gate, Hong Ning smiled and said: "This is right, the stone seal on the cliff, its size and shape, is clearly left by the bell's mouth. Go, I had to turn around and fly, accidentally hit the stone wall and fell into the pool, and was captured by the Jiao, so I cultivated into a dragon so quickly."

Bai Ling said: "It's not early."

Hong Ning stepped up and walked towards the road down the mountain: "Find a car and go back, I can't walk anymore."

The sky was dim, and a carriage happened to stop on the road. The driver was an old man in green clothes with a hookah in his hand. When he saw the two of them, he immediately smiled and greeted: "It's so late, do you want to take the car back?"

Hong Ning was overjoyed, nodded and wanted to climb up the car, but was stopped by Bai Ling.

Bai Ling pulled her behind him and stared at the old man: "What are you doing here?"

The old man in front of him suddenly changed his body and turned into a woman in white, with a very beautiful little face and cherry lips, but his hair was as white as snow, she looked at Bai Ling, her face full of joy: "After so many years, you can still recognize me. ."

I thought it was another banshee who looked at Bai Ling's beauty, but now I heard the meaning of the words, and the two of them knew each other. Hong Ning felt curious and turned to look at Bai Ling, who was picked up by Wen Xin when he was young. He was already there, but he had never heard of him mentioning the past.

Bai Ling raised his eyes slightly, and unceremoniously spit out a word: "Go away."

The woman in white was sad, and her voice lowered: "I thought you were taken away by the Taoist priest. All these years, I wanted to save you, and I managed to find it here. You won't be nice to me?"

Bai Ling's beautiful face was tensed, and she pulled Hong Ning away.

The relationship between the two was obviously unusual, and it was rare for a girl to be low-key, yet treated like this. Hong Ning couldn't help frowning, and it was inconvenient to interrupt, so he calmly let him hold his hand and walk away.

Just two steps out, the woman in white stood in front of them and stopped the two of them with a jealous look: "Who is this child?"

Bai Ling didn't answer: "Let me."

He has been taken care of by this senior brother since he was a child. Hong Ning treats him as a relative from the bottom of his heart. He doesn't care about holding hands. Besides, he is still young in the eyes of others. Unexpectedly, this woman is so jealous. Hong Ning doesn't want to. Getting into trouble, he had an idea, raised his face and shook Bai Ling's arm, pretending to be tender: "Senior brother, who is she?"

"Is it your junior sister?" Seeing her ignorant look, the woman in white really softened her tone and said in a low voice, "Are you still thinking about the past? But I'm doing it for your own good..."

Before she could finish speaking, an extremely cold wind suddenly blew up.

The face of the woman in white changed drastically and disappeared in a hurry. Hong Ning was frightened and looked around in a hurry, only to see that she was already standing two feet away, with an unbelievable expression: "Bai Ling, you... attack me?"

Bai Ling turned to face her, and the way she looked up slowly was fascinating, but her voice was as cold as ice: "If you keep entangled, it will teach you to lose your soul."

The woman in white froze for a while with red eyes, and said bitterly, "If you weren't so ruthless, how could I have attacked Xiaoke, you will regret it!"

With a flick of his long sleeves, the person has disappeared.

Bai Ling's temper is not very good, but it's not that he can't control himself. He was annoyed by ordinary goblins. However, he roughly guessed the reason, this woman has done harm to others, and this person is very important to him.

Of course, it was inconvenient for Hong Ning to ask more questions, because it was about privacy, and it seemed gossip when cross-examined, so she quietly retracted her hand and urged him to leave with a smile.

The covered bridge is like a long rainbow in the sky, reaching the towering cloud platform.

Under the stage, the clouds and tides are vast, and the fairy mist is roaring.

There is a chessboard on the stage, and the two of them sit upright and concentrate on the game.

The person on the left holding the Heizi is a real person in his 30s or 40s, with a white face and black beard, a cloud robe and an elegant crown. He has a leisurely spirit of a fairy family. Not far behind him stands facing the golden boy and the jade girl, each holding a magic weapon; the one on the right is a A lot younger, with a splendid robe embroidered with a belt, a handsome aeolian spirit, and a slight smile on the corner of his lips, it was Jinxiu. Not far behind him stood two beautiful women with flowers in their hands, charming and glamorous, each with its own merits.

After a long while, the man with the crown threw a piece and said with a smile: "Zun Shen is uneasy today, I think it's because the happy event is approaching, but this chess is about to be lost."

Jinxiu raised her eyes with a smile: "Xingjun is joking."

Eguan's face turned serious, and he cupped his hands to congratulate: "I heard that you have achieved success in the practice of honoring the gods, and it is just a matter of time before you will be re-raised to the gods. It is really a thousand joys."

Jinxiu also stood up straight and sighed softly: "In those days, when the secret was leaked, it almost brought disaster to the heaven. Master was going to be punished severely. It was the emperor who interceded, and he only cut down on my 30,000-year Taoism, demoted me to a god, and took charge of my family's affairs. It has been nearly 10,000 years, and I never thought I could return to my normal position."

Eguan said with a smile: "What's the accident, fellow disciples and brothers, the emperor has high hopes for the god of honor, the god of self-esteem was demoted to take charge of flower affairs, Zhongtian has been unguarded, and I hope you return to your place sooner."

Jinxiu moved the subject: "Xingjun, do you still remember the Hong Ning I mentioned? I came back from the South China Sea the day before yesterday and saw her being held by the evil dragon, and her spirit was almost taken away, so I saved her life."

Eguanzhe was surprised: "Are you still bothering?"

Jinxiu said: "At the beginning, when she was transferred from the later world, her fate changed, but now I can't even predict it. If something happens to her, it's not my fault, and I should take care of her."

Eguan said: "Does she understand?"

Jinxiu picked up a white seed from the bowl next to her: "Returning from the future life to the previous life, I just want her to understand that everything in the world is changing, love is fleeting, and the years can be reversed. Eternity, she is very spiritual, but she can't understand the truth."

Eguan said: "Looking at the past life with the eyes of rebirth is really a painstaking effort to honor the gods."

Bai Zi fell into the chessboard, Jinxiu turned her face to the clouds and sighed: "Because of the physical limitations of this family, it is not easy to cultivate, and even the sect has withered. Since I am in my position, it is also a virtue to be able to save one more, and everything depends on her good fortune. "

Eguan Zhe casually dropped a son: "Immortals and mortals are of different races, so they can't be combined. At first, she insisted on entering the world, and she was almost punished. Fortunately, the gods took Yaochi water to help her reshape her body and keep her spirit. Now she is no longer a gods. ."

Jinxiu said: "She fell into the mortal world and always rose because of me."

"The red dust can only be included in the immortals after the calamity. This is the rule of heaven. If she is not greedy for the red dust, it will not be the case. Everything is fixed. This truth should be clearer than me. The strange emperor always said that you are too much. Amorous," Eguan said with a smile and pinched her fingers, "Since she has passed ten lives and repaid her kindness, it is not unreasonable for her to cultivate immortals with the body of a mortal. Revered God is about to step down, and she will be in the Palace of Heavenly Kings. Make no mistake."

Jin Xiu nodded: "I just want to get rid of this matter before I leave office."

"Whether you can be promoted to immortal depends on chance and God's will, you can't force it," Eguan shook his head and said, "Whether the god is too persistent, the emperor mentioned you the day before yesterday, it seems very worried..."

Jinxiu said calmly: "Oh? Why is the emperor worried?"

Eguan said: "I don't know the reason for this. Who else can know about the matter of honoring the gods except the emperor. Why don't you ask yourself?"

Jinxiu smiled: "You can expect others, but you can't expect yourself, not only you and me, but also the emperor. The secret cannot be leaked. As for me, I know how to do it, and I don't know what to do. Everything depends on God's will."

Eguan is awe-inspiring: "Sure enough, the gods can understand, but I am confused."

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