Chapter 1140 Yue Mingxin's Soul Projection

Quite naturally, Zhang Xiaohua's eyes were immediately attracted to the portrait.

Not to Zhang Xiaohua's surprise, the portrait also showed a woman in palace clothes, her face covered with white gauze, and holding a soft whip in her hand. However, the background behind the woman was replaced by a small bridge and flowing water. Pavilion, next to the pavilion is a small lake as round as a crescent moon. It seems that the lake is somewhat similar to Mochou Lake, but the blue waves are rippling on the lake. There is no long embankment dividing the lake into two, and there is no sound. Very sad frowning tower!

"This woman always wears palace clothes and is masked. Who knows if she is the woman seen in the Jade Hall? However, the clothes and the long whip in her hand have not changed much. I guess... she must be Senior Yue Ming Xinyue is the founder of Chuanxiang Sect as mentioned by Senior Huan Wuxin!"

&nb[Zhu^Zhu^dao^Novel][www].[zhu][].[]sp; "If it weren't for Senior Yue, there wouldn't be any need for all the female disciples of the Incense Sect who come to Mochou City to worship! It's just... ...Senior Yue...why isn’t her portrait offered for worship at Yixiang Peak, but placed here in Mochou City?”

"Or is Mochou City built by Senior Yue? And the legendary Mochou Girl is...Senior Yue? Are all the stories about Mochou Girl...all true?"

"But... who is the legendary Ye Feng? Who is the monk named Xuan Kong? Is he a monk from Dalin Temple? Even if he is a monk from Dalin Temple, he can only be the founding patriarch of Dalin Temple... to be able to do this. Cultivation level, right? But then again, even the founder of Dalin Temple...it is impossible to have as much cultivation level as Senior Yue, to spend his life under Mochou Lake?"

"By the way, under Mochou Lake..."

When Zhang Xiaohua thought of this, she released her spiritual consciousness and swept straight to the bottom of Mochou Lake. She saw that the frowning tower was so deep in the ground of Mochou Lake that the bottom was almost invisible, and under the bottom of the tower, there was something The group emits a faint Buddha light!

Seeing the familiar forbidden brilliance, Zhang Xiaohua was stunned: "Huh? Could it be that... this Xuan Kong is really a monk from Dalin Temple? But... what is this?"

I saw the faintly visible colorful Buddha lotus in the Buddha's light, with faint black thin lines on the edge, entwining the Buddha lotus, which looked extremely dazzling! Moreover, when Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness swept past the restriction, the dark thin line swayed slightly as if it were alive. As the black line swung, Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness seemed to be attracted, and slowly moved towards The Buddha lotus is offset.

"Bad~" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and didn't dare to look anymore. She immediately withdrew her consciousness and said secretly: "Why...why is this Buddhist restriction so weird?"

However, the restriction goes deep into the center of the earth. With Zhang Xiaohua's current cultivation level, it is impossible for him to escape from the earth so deeply. Therefore, it is impossible for him to escape underground and observe carefully, let alone break the restriction!

"That restriction has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness.

It can even swallow spiritual consciousness. It is impossible to know who is being suppressed within the restriction? Therefore, it is impossible to determine whether the legendary Mo Chou Nu is Senior Yue. Legend has it that as long as the frowning tower can be flooded, the Mochou girl under the tower can be released, but... of course it cannot be achieved by ordinary means. To do it, it can only be done with the magical power of immortality. Not to mention that I don’t have it yet. With such a method, even if there is such a method, the so-called monk Xuan Kong must have other means of defense on the frowning tower! "

"Forget it, whether Mochou Nu is Yue Mingxin or not is just a 'cause' tens of thousands of years ago. Who knows where the 'effect' is? There is a legend in Naijing City about Mochou Nu. Yue Mingxin is indeed an immortal. The founder, there is no connection at all, this 'fruit' should be left to those who are destined to spread the fragrance! I have no interest in it!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua bowed down and bowed deeply to the portrait just like she did in the Miao Miao Sect's inheritance pavilion: "Senior Yue, I'm...I've also gained a lot of benefits from your mission to spread the fragrance, so here's a gift to senior, that's all. !”

Then, Zhang Xiaohua straightened up, looked at the ladder in the corner, and slowly climbed up to the second floor of the embroidery building.

The second floor is more like a woman's boudoir than the ground floor. It's just that it's old and there are no silks. There is a futon in the corner, a table in front of the window, a wooden box and a bronze mirror on the table, and a wooden box next to the wall. A wooden cabinet, nothing more.

Zhang Xiaohua swept his consciousness and found that these objects were ordinary objects without any fluctuations in vitality. He even walked to the bronze mirror and looked at it again and again, but there was no abnormality like the Haotian Mirror.

"This must be where Senior Yue lived in his early years. This table should be a dressing table, but it's so simple and pitiful. It doesn't even have a stool!"

"What's in the box?" Zhang Xiaohua thought, and opened the wooden box. This was a box similar to the dressing box that Zhang Xiaohua had seen in Mrs. Aya's house in Xiaoshan Village. It was also empty inside, except for the bottom layer of the box. , and also put a wooden hairpin!

"What's weird?" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised again when he saw the wooden hairpin. Of course, what surprised him was not that the style of the wooden hairpin was the same as Mrs. Aya's wooden hairpin, but that the wooden hairpin was exactly the same as the purple phoenix hairpin!

"The Piao Miao Sect has a jade slip that is exactly the same as the Purple Phoenix Hairpin. This month, there is a wooden hairpin that is exactly the same as the Purple Phoenix Hairpin in the embroidery room of Senior Yue! This... what does this mean...?" Zhang Xiaohua immediately started to think wildly: " Could it be that... Yang Haoya, the founder of the Piaomiao Sect, and Yue Mingxin, the founder of the Chuanxiang Sect... have something that they can't explain? But... such things... Huan Wuxin, the founder of the Shenjian Sect? ...Why don’t you know?”

"Could it be that Senior Huan was deceived by these two people?" Zhang Xiaohua touched his nose and thought for a while, then took out the two purple phoenix hairpins and another jade slip that looked like a purple phoenix hairpin from his arms and compared them with the wooden hairpin. Need I say more? The four are exactly the same, except for the different textures.

"This cause and effect... has been buried in the river of cause and effect, and no one else will know it!" Zhang Xiaohua smiled and was about to put away the purple phoenix hairpin.

But at this moment, the wooden hairpin that was just like firewood suddenly emitted a weak wave of vitality. Although the wave was weak, it was extremely tenacious. It swept over the purple phoenix hairpin next to it, and then covered Zhang Xiaohua. Then, a suction force rushed straight to Zhang Xiaohua's Niwan Palace. Before Zhang Xiaohua could defend himself, Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness was sucked towards the wooden hairpin. Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and hurriedly operated the Soul-pulling Guide. The Dan Heart rotated rapidly, and the innate divine prohibition on it emitted a faint golden light, offsetting the suction force!

The suction force did not suck up the spiritual consciousness, but pulled it downwards. Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt that the true energy in his meridians was like a flood that had been opened, rushing straight towards the suction force, as if it was about to break out of his body!

"Are you sure? Senior Yue..." Zhang Xiaohua quickly chanted the Worry-Free Heart Sutra to absorb the true qi into the meridians, but... the Worry-Free Heart Sutra had some effect at the beginning, but as the suction force increased, the Worry-Free Heart Sutra gradually lost its effect. Part of the true qi was sucked away by the suction force and injected into the wooden hairpin. As the true qi was injected, the wooden hairpin gradually emitted a glow...

"What an unreasonable robber!" Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt a little disgusted with Yue Mingxin, who had sympathized with him just now: "Could it be that... all the immortals are so domineering?"

At this time, the Worry-Free Heart Sutra had been declared ineffective. Zhang Xiaohua's true qi stagnated slightly and was about to burst out of his body. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohua heard a faint dragon roar in his ears. He felt that his meridians seemed to have spirituality. The entire meridian moved slightly, immediately offsetting the unparalleled suction force, and the suction force could no longer absorb a trace of true qi.

"This... when will my meridians... move?" Zhang Xiaohua was delighted and horrified.

Then, as the suction of the wood hairpin disappeared, the light of the wood hairpin also became fixed. The light overflowed, and a one-foot-sized ball of light jumped out of the wood hairpin. In the ball of light, there was a woman wearing palace clothes and a veil! ! !

"Soul projection?" Zhang Xiaohua snorted almost in the same way.

The ball of light flew in front of Zhang Xiaohua, stopped, and floated there quietly. After a while, the woman in the ball of light spoke: "Who are you? Why are you holding the purple phoenix hairpin of my Chuanxiang Sect, but not the inheritance of my Chuanxiang Sect?"

Zhang Xiaohua secretly despised her in his heart: "Please, Senior Yue, this is not the first time I have seen this soul projection. Even if I tell you, can you... hear it? Don't be so arrogant, okay?"

Sure enough, the woman immediately smiled and said: "But, I I met you with my soul projection. Even if you told me, I would not know it!"

"However, I am still very curious. This purple phoenix hairpin is used by the direct disciples of my Chuanxiang Sect. You have a mental method that is not from my Chuanxiang Sect. How can you get it? Either my Chuanxiang Sect has been destroyed and this purple phoenix hairpin has been obtained by other sects; or my Chuanxiang Sect has reorganized the cultivation world, and the skills you have are the sect-defining skills of other sects!"

Zhang Xiaohua shrugged and smiled: "Both of these seem wrong!"

"Your true energy, It's not the Chuanxiang Sect, nor the Piaomiao Sect, nor the Shendao Sect and the Dalin Division. I guess... there are disciples from other cultivation worlds coming? Or is it the mental method of the ancient cultivation world here? "

Hearing that the woman said so much because of her true energy, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help curling her lips: "This woman... whether it's a village woman in the countryside or a master of the immortal way... they all have the same gossiping nature!"

"Oh, I asked too many questions!" The woman seemed to realize that something was wrong, and she covered her mouth with her hand and smiled: "No matter what, you can hold two purple phoenix hairpins and come to my embroidery room. It's a fate with me. Why do I ask so many questions?"

"By the way, I am Yue Mingxin, the founder of the Chuanxiang Sect. I wonder if your master has told you?" Although Yue Mingxin was wearing a veil, the tone of her words was very proud. She actually got a beloved thing from the little girl and showed off to others!

"I know Senior Yue's name. I learned it from Senior Huan. However, in the martial arts world, if you ask ten people, I'm afraid none of them know who Yue Mingxin belongs to!" Although Zhang Xiaohua knew that Yue Mingxin couldn't hear, he remembered that she was trying to absorb his consciousness and true energy just now, so he still didn't forget to hit her!

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