Ask the Mirror Chapter 52: Edicts
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Minglan's soft and gentle voice sounded at this critical moment. In the void, Tu Dumiao's formless claws froze, then turned into light smoke and disappeared.
"Master Ming also knows it's a joke? Well, young monk Chengyan must also know it. Only this trash from Wanling Sect doesn't understand... He has been dealing with dead things all year round, so his brain must be wrapped in corpse poison!"
As he spoke, he laughed. Only then did the others around him see his image clearly.
The old monster Tu who has been famous in Cliff City for hundreds of years did not disappoint them. The person "standing" in front of them at this time was a skinny old man over fifty years old, with not much meat on his body. But no one can despise him, just because under the sunlight, this man's body is translucent, and the black robe he wears is more like a layer of smoke of the same color, lingering and strange.
Seeing this image, the unsophisticated will exclaim "I saw a ghost in the day", while the knowledgeable will say "the ghost is traveling in the day", and the more ignorant people will be even more horrified.
Ming Lan is more calm and composed than anyone else. She is looking at the shadowy spirit in front of her who intervenes between the visible and the invisible. She is still smiling, and the shallow smile lines on her forehead and corners of her eyes are becoming more and more amiable:
"After so many years, Elder Tu's spirit is as good as ever, which is gratifying."
However, before Tu'er could respond, the monk Cheng Yen next to him had already grabbed the words: "What's the word 'as before'? Elder Tu is now in good health. It's really gratifying to congratulate him!"
Old Tu Du narrowed his eyes: "Young monk, are you here to amuse me?"
Monk Cheng Yan smiled, but with his poisonous snake face, this smile was definitely not good-looking: "Why, Elder Tu's body bones are still like that? It's more than 20,000 miles from the cliff city to the Sky Rift Valley, the Yin Shen has been out of the body for too long , I’m afraid there may be some hindrance!”
This is not caring at all, it is clearly the most vicious curse.
Tu Du's temperament is also extremely weird. He used to argue with a 3-year-old child, but now he has a good temper with Cheng Yen: "Okay, very good."
Yin Shen was waving slightly in the void, his expression a little blurry, but his words were clear: "The young monk is very sensible. Say hello to Master Yisin for me. He is also good at raising such a good disciple. I’m so envious!”
The word "raise" was placed heavily. Cheng Yan's face twitched twice and he suddenly fell silent. Ming Lan glanced at her unintentionally and stopped talking.
Seeing the ugly expression on Monk Cheng Yen's face, Tu Du laughed again. The air driven by the Yin God vibrated and made a sharp and harsh sound. Immediately, he waved his sleeves in a serious manner and "walked" between Minglan and Cheng Yen in front. The moment they passed each other, a bit of cold air passed through. Minglan smiled and ignored him, while Cheng Yen frowned and moved back a few feet to let the front of the person pass.
It was only then that the disciples of Wanling Sect, who had been frightened by Tu Du's menace, came to their senses. The nearby disciples rushed forward. A leader saluted Ming Lan and the others without saying much, and ordered his companions to hold their heads in arms. With his feet, he protected Cheng Rong and Xiao Jiu who were in a coma, summoned the blood eagle from the sky, placed the two on them, and hurriedly retreated, leaving in a shameful and hasty manner.
On the opposite side, Huang Tai's face turned ugly ever since he saw Tu Du appear. As Tu Du approached, fear spread uncontrollably. Behind him, the palace guards knelt down and saluted, making him look like a wooden stake.
In the end, Tu Du didn't say anything, he just sneered twice and turned around. The guards all knew the old man's temper and hurriedly stood up to follow him. Huang Tai also took steps, but his face was gray and cold, without any color at all.
When the two groups of people left, only Ming Lan, Cheng Yan and their entourage were left nearby, and the space between heaven and earth was much empty.
At this time, Minglan suddenly said: "Little monk, what do you think?"
"How can Master Ming be on the same page as that old guy!"
Monk Cheng Yen's expression had improved a lot. He complained and then said with a hissing smile, "I was just trying to calm my nerves. What did Master Ming ask?"
Ming Lan glanced at him, and had nothing to do with this monk who looked cold on the outside but was slick on the inside. He only said, "I'm asking you, what do you think of Elder Tu coming to the Sky Rift Valley?"
Cheng Yen's mouth was very smooth: "That old guy is so big that he travels out of his body and his body is thousands of miles away. If he is injured, he doesn't even have a place to rest - he really thinks that this day Rift Valley is a cliff city, everyone wants to give him three points? Well, is Master Ming asking the young monk to say that?"
"A person like you is an anomaly in the water purification altar." Minglan smiled, even though she was no longer youthful, she still had her own demeanor.
"I know what Master Ming means."
After all, Cheng Yen is an expert at adapting to the changing circumstances, so he went directly to the topic: "The old man is still very careful. Just now, the Yin God exerted its force. Although it was ice-cold, there was a yang and harmony in it. This situation does not appear to be after traveling thousands of miles. Either the old man just lied and his body has been transported nearby, or his body has not yet arrived, but his soul is attached to something..."
"You mean the Sun Soul Flag?" Ming Lan responded with a smile.
Cheng Yen praised highly: "Master Ming knows everything clearly."
Minglan said nothing about the monk's flattery, and only said: "The Sun Soul Banner is his heart and soul. Isn't it inevitable that he will get it if he brings it here?"
"Who knows?"
"Really?" Minglan regained her smile, "The legendary relic of the Earth Immortal in the valley, the true form of the Immortal Slough, has captured his mind everywhere. If my life is about to end, and my physical body is about to collapse, and I hear something like this If you are afraid of a good thing, you can’t help but give it a try, let alone Tu Du?”
Cheng Yen grinned and said: "Master Ming is in his prime, how can he use it..."
His words suddenly broke off because Ming Lan touched his lips with his hands. This action seemed to have magic power, preventing him from continuing to slip.
"We are not kidding!"
Despite saying this, Ming Lan was still smiling, smiling amiably, but Monk Cheng Yen's smile dropped and was replaced by a solemn look. He was still a little unsure, his voice lowered a bit, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Ming..."
Ming Lan waved her hands, and the attendants stepped aside obediently. Seeing her move, Monk Cheng Yan thought for a moment and signaled his disciples to move away. Those people retreated to the periphery where no words could be heard, and then turned their backs, exercising extreme caution.
Under this atmosphere, Cheng Yan seemed a little irritable. Light flickered in his narrow eye sockets, a layer of green air appeared on his skin, and his breathing was much heavier. In contrast, Ming Lan was still smiling, but seemed to have suddenly lost interest in talking. She looked at Cheng Yen without saying a word.
Under her gaze, Cheng Yan's behavior became more and more weird. He began to open his mouth and take a deep breath. A snake-like hissing sound came from his throat, but this sound was almost unheard by outsiders. Before he arrived, it fell silent again, and in his dim eyes, a circle of strange purple light lit up.
Seeing all this, Minglan raised the corners of her eyes and asked with a smile: "Master Isin?"
In response to these incomprehensible words, Monk Cheng Yen actually nodded. Because of the previous incident, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He did not wipe it off at this time. He even put his hands together in a serious manner and saluted Minglan. : "Please clarify."
This move can be done by monks in the past, but it must be a bit pretentious and slick. But this time, he has removed that temperament from his bones. Even though his appearance is gloomy and ugly, people can see his respectful and solemn appearance.
Minglan sighed inexplicably, and her tone immediately turned into a low and serious tone: "The edict says, come less, come more trouble!"
This has nothing to do with all the previous remarks, but the monk's body was shaken violently, and he responded without any hesitation: "I will obey the law!"
When Minglan heard what he said, her stern expression suddenly turned into a spring breeze, and she chuckled: "Has the meaning been conveyed?"
"Yes." The monk's attitude was still respectful.
Seeing his appearance, Minglan couldn't help but smile: "Why is it like this? You and I are not affiliated with each other, and I am just conveying the superior's intention. How will the master's attitude make me, a junior, deal with myself?"
"Where it should be."
The monk showed a smile, but no matter what, it was gloomy and ugly: "The two religions share the same spirit and trust each other without distinguishing each other. What's more, Master Ming's pious heart is admired by both religions. This is consistent with Seniority doesn’t matter.”
After saying this, the monk bowed again: "Since the instructions are like this, the poor monk must obey them correctly. There are many things at the moment, so take the first step!"
Minglan also gave a gift and said: "No!"
When she straightened her slightly bowed body, Cheng Yan's long sigh came from in front of her.
Compared to before, Cheng Yen looked weak, his body was already half wet, and the purple glow in his eyes had disappeared. Moreover, the look he cast towards her was different from before. The casual attitude was gone, but instead it was filled with a little fear and even resentment.
Of course, what’s more is fear.
Ming Lan sighed softly, and then she made a very surprising move. She stretched out her hand and touched Cheng Yan's cheek. This action made the monk stunned, and he even forgot to dodge. Minglan patted him twice as if coaxing a child:
"Poor kid."
After a lackluster sentence, Minglan stopped talking to him, called his entourage, and turned to leave.
Is this humiliation?
Cheng Yen stood dumbly for a long time. Without his order, the disciples could only stand with their hands on their backs, letting the cold winter wind blow. Apart from the whistling wind, there was no other sound between heaven and earth.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a voice outside the wind woke Cheng Yan up. He closed his eyes to calm down the surging emotions that almost exploded in his chest, and then turned back coldly. At this moment, someone shouted:
"Fellow Taoist ahead, please stay!"
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The station of Wanling Sect is full of gloom and mist. Unlike Wanling Sect, where all four directors are present, Wanling Sect has Chengrong as the main director, and another person with the false title of elder is the assistant. It's just that the elder named Yu Xuan, although he is also a spiritual practitioner, is the least opinionated. When Cheng Rong and Miss Sun were carried back unconscious, he immediately panicked and summoned the leaders of the station to discuss. Unable to control the situation, a fierce quarrel broke out at the meeting.
Some people say they should break camp and leave, some people should stick around and wait for help, some people say they should send the injured away in advance, and some people say it is more unsafe for the injured on the road. None of the leaders could convince anyone, but no one had to admit that at this moment, the power of the old monster Tu Du was like a mountain, pressing down on their heads, making them unable to breathe.
While there was chaos, news suddenly came from outside that Monk Cheng Yen, the chief disciple of the Pure Water Altar, came with his friends to check on the injury. The whole group of people immediately looked at each other. Before I could understand what was going on, the real good news came:
Chengrong woke up.
Elder Yu Xuan took a long breath and stroked his gray hair. He felt that in just half an hour, he had aged ten years.
Half an hour later, Cheng Rong stood up and received the guests on the hospital bed. When he saw the person after Cheng Yen, his eyes, which had been so sleepy and difficult to open, suddenly widened due to his damaged Yinshen:
"Mr. Yu!"
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Fellow Taoist, please stay... I'm embarrassed, but maybe Brother Yuba will use this sentence often in the future. Well, all book friends, please leave clicks, favorites, and red tickets!