Chapter 73: Picked up a long-legged loli
Before Ling Mingzi could calm down, the River God showed two more big cards: "These two, one is the famous martial artist Huo Yuanjia in Tianjin.

The other is the martial arts chief coach of our Canal Merchants Association, Master Qin of the Iron Sword Sect."

"It turned out to be Master Huo, the Yellow-Faced Tiger, and Master Qin, the Iron Knife Town, Sanchuan. I am very grateful for your help."

Both Huo Yuanjia and Qin Ye had glorious experiences of using martial arts to defeat evil, which are by no means comparable to ordinary martial artists.

Upon learning that they were also invited by the river god, Ling Mingzi almost couldn't stop laughing.

In this way, even if his uncle-master broke the seal on the spot, he would probably be subdued and sealed back by the people in front of him.

After enjoying the sumptuous vegetarian meal, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Two days of carriage travel were very tiring.

The next morning, after breakfast, everyone, led by Ling Mingzi, went to a wasteland near Wen County.

There are neither mountains nor rivers here, and the ground veins are not obvious. It looks ordinary and does not seem to be an ideal place to set up a seal.

However, Ding Hai and Zhang Zhiwei saw through the foresight of their predecessors who chose this place.

Mountains will collapse, water will dry up, and the earth veins will change. By then, no matter how ingenious the sealing formation is, it will be useless.

Only this seemingly ordinary, featureless plain land can ensure that the seal will remain intact for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

Unfortunately, although the predecessor took into account the time and place, he failed to foresee the variables of human harmony.

He had never expected that in just a few decades, Wen County's residential area had expanded to this point.

"My fellow Taoists, my master had just set up a formation on this wasteland and successfully sealed my uncle."

The overgrown wasteland before him made Ling Mingzi's eyes reveal a mixture of nostalgia and fear.

He was young at the time and did not participate in the fierce battle, but he witnessed the miserable scenes before his uncles and masters passed away.

In the early years, although the Qingyun Temple in Wen County was not as prominent as the Baiyun Temple in Beijing, it was also well-known in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei area.

However, since that great war, the sect lost its glory and its inheritance was interrupted.

Seeing that Ling Mingzi looked strange, Ding Hai and others tacitly remained silent and waited for him to calm down.

Everyone has their own story, and it is normal to be emotionally moved by the things you see.

Soon, Ling Mingzi recovered, smiled apologetically to Ding Hai and others, then quickly walked to a remote corner and gently twisted an inconspicuous bluestone.

With a crackling sound, a piece of wasteland suddenly sank, revealing a bluestone staircase.

"My master once told us that to prevent the seal from failing, we need to come here every ten years to replace the talismans and talismans.

Unfortunately, we are not skilled enough to even maintain the seal, and we have not come down for twenty years." Ling Mingzi said, leading everyone along the steps into the underground room.

Although this basement is old and unventilated, the air is not polluted. It is obvious that there are ventilation holes underneath or it is connected to underground water veins.

Ding Hai and Zhang Zhiwei suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Just now they commented that this sealed land had no mountains, no water, and no earth veins, but they didn't expect to be slapped in the face by facts so quickly.

After walking down the stairs for more than ten meters, everyone arrived at the bottom of the basement.

Looking at the bluestone blockage engraved with the Eight Diagrams, Ling Mingzi stopped and said, "My uncle is behind this wall. Taoist Feiyu, have you thought about how to deal with her?"

"I have some ideas." For example, slicing, extracting souls and tracing their origins, or finding an alchemy furnace and throwing it in to practice.

Ever since he remembered that Yue Qiluo would feed on human essence, Ding Hai had never intended to give her a good ending.

Demons and monsters eat people because their positions are naturally opposed. You kill me and I kill you. There is no need to talk about so many profound principles.

But if you, a monk, also eat people, it means that you have lost your humanity.

If that's the case, why should I consider you as a human being? Is it just because you are a 1.7 meter tall loli?

Sorry, I don’t like this.

"Master, could you be more specific?" Although Ding Hai's reputation is there, the matter concerns a person's life.

Ling Mingzi wanted to know Ding Hai's specific response so that he could assess the risks involved.

"It's most likely to extract the soul and refine the spirit." Ding Hai didn't intend to hide anything and directly stated his plan.

Hearing the words 'extracting souls and refining spirits', Lingmingzi raised his eyebrows. If he remembered correctly, Ding Hai's lineage was inherited from Maoshan instead of Yinshan, right?

Why do you, a righteous person, start by extracting souls and refining spirits?
The river god Zhongdeng was also stunned for a moment. What happened to Taoist Feiyu when he went south? Why did he go further and further astray?

Huo Yuanjia and Master Qin were very calm instead. The Taoist priest in front of them had even chopped off the head of the Demon Queen, so what else could he not do or dare to do?

Zhang Zhiwei on the side had no objection to Ding Hai's approach. The sealed Yue Qiluo was obviously not a good person.

After a brief shock, Ling Mingzi immediately became happy.

Although extracting souls and refining spirits is evil and vicious, it is perfect for dealing with people with different souls like Yue Qiluo.

“When our sect sealed my uncle away, we never thought of releasing her, so the barrier in front of us was built shut.

I am not good at fighting, so I hope Master Huo and Master Qin can lend me a hand. "

Although Ling Mingzi looked like an immortal, he had no skills to break the bluestone blockade in front of him.

"No need." Ding Hai stopped Huo Yuanjia and Qin Ye who were eager to try.

He walked quickly to the bluestone barrier engraved with the Eight Diagrams and pushed it hard, pushing the tightly built barrier wall into pieces.

As if it sensed that an outsider had entered the sealed chamber, the red hanging coffin that was pulled into the air by eight iron chains instantly became excited.

Unfortunately, the power of the seal still exists, and no matter how hard the person in the hanging coffin struggles, he cannot break free from the chains.

Upon seeing this, Ding Hai shot out a bolt of lightning and broke the eight chains.

The scarlet coffin that was originally hanging in the air fell to the ground with a bang.

The moment the crimson hanging coffin fell to the ground, the coffin lid that was sealed with eight coffin nails was instantly blown away by a surging force.

A figure wearing a bright red wedding dress appeared before everyone.

Looking at the woman with closed eyes in the coffin, Huo Yuanjia and Qin Ye couldn't help but tighten the steel knives at their waists. Their warrior intuition told them that the woman in the coffin was not easy to deal with.

The river god, who was slightly weaker, simply pulled Lingmingzi out of the secret room.

Ding Hai nodded to Zhang Zhiwei, indicating that he should help take care of the four river gods. Then he strode to the coffin and pushed Yue Qiluo, who had opened her eyes and was about to get up, back into the coffin.

The thunder in his palm touched Yue Qiluo, who had just been showing off her divine power, instantly collapsed in the coffin. After confirming that Yue Qiluo could not be a demon, Ding Hai activated the Guantian Fatong to examine Yue Qiluo's body.

The body of this 1.7-meter-tall loli is not dead and is still active, but the activity is very weak and is purely sustained by soul power.

A bit like a vegetative state.

No, that's not right, more like the living dead.

After examining her body, Ding Hai began to observe whether there was any inconsistency between her soul and body.

The soul and the body are united as one, and she looks just like her original body.

Something weird?
Even Yangshen Zhenjun couldn't take over another person's body as cleanly and neatly as she did, there would always be some inconsistencies.

How could she, a mere cultivator who wasn't even at the Yin Shen realm, really have such ability?

After investigating the degree of compatibility between Yue Qiluo's soul and body, Ding Hai used all his strength to activate the Guantian Fatong to observe Yue Qiluo's soul.

There are too many spiritual impurities in the sea of ​​consciousness. They should be the soul fragments that were not completely eliminated when absorbing the essence and spirit of others.

If the spiritual impurities transformed from these soul fragments cannot be erased, there will be no hope for her to become a ghost in this life.

The soul is very young, without any of the old age of an older person, just like a newborn baby, it's incredible!

There is a problem. Yue Qiluo has a big problem.

After taking a quick look at Yue Qiluo, Ding Hai came to a conclusion he had anticipated.

"Master Feiyu, can you do it?" Ling Mingzi saw Ding Hai standing in front of the coffin for a long time but there was no movement, and he couldn't help but become concerned.

Ding Hai withdrew his right hand that was holding Yue Qiluo's head and waved towards Ling Mingzi, signaling him to come forward, as he had something to talk to him about.

Ling Mingzi, who understood Ding Hai's gesture, was a little hesitant. His uncle was best at bewitching people before he was sealed. Ding Hai's abnormal behavior just now made him a little worried.

But the river god beside him saw clearly that Ding Hai's eyes were smart and sharp, and he didn't look like he was bewitched.

So, he half-pulled and half-dragged Ling Mingzi to Ding Hai.

“Fellow Daoist Lingmingzi, there is something very strange about your uncle. Her soul has not weakened or aged during the years of being sealed. Instead, it is as full of vitality as a newborn baby.

I wonder if your master has ever recorded this kind of weirdness?" Ding Hai didn't say anything more and went straight to the point.

"Is there such a situation?" Ling Mingzi looked at Ding Hai in confusion. He was also a Taoist priest. Although he had no spiritual power, he could understand the meaning of Ding Hai's words.

How could it be possible that the soul of an old fellow who had been sealed for decades was as energetic as that of a baby!
I’m afraid that even the immortals don’t have this ability!
If they had this ability, those immortals would not have suffered the five signs of decay.

Seeing that Ling Mingzi was also confused and had no idea about Yue Qiluo's secret, Ding Hai frowned.

He didn't want to destroy Yue Qiluo's body before he figured out the secret of Yue Qiluo.

His intuition told him that a complete Yue Qiluo might help him make further progress in his path, and he might even comprehend some secrets that even immortal figures would covet.

However, the ownership of Yue Qiluo is not in his hands at the moment, but in the hands of Ling Mingzi, so in the end it all depends on what Ling Mingzi thinks: "Fellow Daoist Ling Mingzi, you have two choices right now.

1. Transfer your uncle. I took a rough look at the seal here and it is not too difficult. I am confident that I can choose another auspicious place to seal your uncle.

Second, as I said before, extract her soul and refine her spirit, and beat her to pieces, but that would be a pity."

What a pity! Lingmingzi, who is also a Taoist priest, knows it clearly.

Therefore, his heart instantly fell into a huge struggle.

Reason told him that the secret of Yue Qiluo was too big, so big that Qingyun Temple could not be associated with such a secret. If they were, there was a possibility that the whole family would be wiped out. It would be best to extract her soul and refine her spirit to kill her.

But his instinct told him that the secret of Yue Qiluo was very likely related to immortality, or even to the path of immortality. If Qingyun Temple could get a little bit of light from it, it would immediately rise to the top and reproduce the glory of its ancestors.

After jumping around for a long time, Lingmingzi, who was used to living a stable life, made a choice.

He chose neither one nor two, he wanted to take a chance with fate.

He had been watching and remembering Ding Hai's expression just now. He could tell that Fei Yuzi Ding Hai was attracted to his uncle.

No, to be precise, he was attracted by the secrets hidden in his uncle-master.

The reason why he didn't directly ask me for the ownership of my uncle's master was purely because the introducer was the River God, and my original intention of asking him to come was to help Qingyun Temple overcome this disaster, not to ask him to explore the big secret of my uncle's master.

Combining the two factors, he reluctantly handed the decision-making power into his own hands.

What if we hand over this uncle-in-law who holds a big secret to him?

"Master Feiyu, for the sake of Brother Heshen, let's speak frankly.

First, what is the level of my uncle’s secret?
Second, is this secret useful to you, Taoist Feiyu?
Third, if I hand my uncle over to you, can you guarantee the safety of my Qingyun Temple?"

Lingmingzi, who has been in charge of Qingyun Temple for many years, would hit the bull's eye if he did not make a move.

"The secret of your uncle's body will drive the True Lord Yangshen crazy, and the immortals will also be horrified when they see her.

The secret she holds is not only useful to me, but also to most spiritual practitioners in the world.

If you are willing to give her to me for study, I can stay in Qingyun Temple for three months, train a group of suitable disciples for Qingyun Temple, and continue the lineage of Qingyun Temple. "

Ding Hai could tell from Ling Mingzi's questions that he had seen through his intentions.

So, while explaining everything, he also offered his own chips regarding the current situation of Qingyun Temple.

To renew the lineage of Qingyun Temple which had been discontinued.

"I have one more request." Ling Mingzi was tempted by the conditions offered by Ding Hai, but his reason made him try to get more benefits.

Seeing that Ling Mingzi really wanted to transfer the ownership of Yue Qiluo to him, Ding Hai knew that the deal was almost done, but the final details still needed to be discussed: "Go ahead."

"If there is a promising disciple among the descendants of my Qingyun Temple, I hope that Taoist Feiyu can pass on the secret you got from my uncle-master back to Qingyun Temple." Ling Mingzi finally failed to suppress the greed in his heart.

But Ding Hai thought his request was reasonable. Knowledge would not lose value because of sharing, so Ding Hai nodded and agreed to the conditions offered by Ling Mingzi.

After the two reached a consensus, Ling Mingzi immediately stepped back a few steps and stretched out his hand to signal Ding Hai that he could accept his belongings.

Seeing this, Ding Hai did not hesitate. He picked up the coffin board and put it on the coffin. After casually making a sealing formation on the coffin lid, he put Yue Qiluo into the talisman bag, not caring at all that the talisman bag could not store living things.

With the survival ability shown by Yue Qiluo, a mere talisman bag cannot suffocate her.

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