The master's "Huh" sniffed my curiosity. He also squatted beside him and checked the two bodies on the ground. He found that they had no breath. It was obvious that they were pinched to death by the giant palm just now.

I don’t know why the master sighed like this, but he pointed to the pretty little nun next to him and said, “How could she appear here?”

After I separated us, I briefly told the Master all the things that happened. When I learned that the monks and nuns of the Hangkong Temple came for the abbot and gritted their teeth, he shook his head and sighed, and heard me talking about the hands and feet that Monk Zhifan had just moved. The Master sighed and said, "It's true that rice raises hundreds of people. They are also from the Hangkong Temple. This little nun is a noble character and is a hundred times better than that of the young monk."

I was puzzled and asked what was going on. The master put his hand on the forehead of the pretty little nun and patted it gently. Then he said to me: "She should be the little girl you rescued from the sea of ​​fire, right?"

I nodded, and after the master closed the little nun's eyes, he slapped the Taotao's heavenly spirit cover again.

His shot was extremely mysterious. Although I didn't know what the master did, I knew that after he took this shot, a sense suddenly flowed from Taotao's body to his palm.

The master flipped his wrist and a faint yellow flame appeared in his palm, moving slowly.

Master looked at the flame that could be extinguished at any time, and a wry smile appeared on his face and said to me: "When the little girl was dying, she applied the method of visualizing the flame of Alaya consciousness to Taotao. As far as I know, this is a secret technique that only the abbot in the Hanging Temple can learn. It is an excellent way to save life. That is, at the moment when she is about to die, she burns the soul into soul fire through the profound Buddhist teachings. Use the visualization at the level of Alaya consciousness to condense it, preserve a trace of life, and wait for re-cultivation in the future..."

I pointed to the trembling flame and said suspiciously: "In this way, is this the soul of that little nun?"

The master shook his head and said, "No, no. Otherwise, this little girl is noble in character, or she is a hundred times smarter than the selfish monk Zhiri - to be honest, if this little girl was not there, I am afraid that the Hang Kong Temple would really suffer from undesired disaster..."

Before my master said this, I felt like a young old man who lost his grandson. However, this sentence seemed domineering, which made me truly feel his majesty as the leader of the sect. But in other words, the monk Zhifan used some means to deprive Taotaosheng of his power in order to escape his life. For such an act, the responsibility was not only possible for him.

Even the entire Hanging Temple had to bear the anger of the entire Maoshan Sect.

Maoshan Sect is not a place to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name. Countless Maoshan Taoists come down the mountain to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and never pay attention to any politeness. Otherwise, Maoshan's most powerful institution, namely the Punishment Hall, would become a decoration.

For a sect like Xuankong Temple that provokes Maoshan’s majesty, Maoshan Sect naturally has countless measures to rectify it into decline or even directly destroy it.

Even if there is an official organization like the Religious Bureau suppressed it, the Maoshan Sect, which has mastered the truth, does not have to be afraid of acting at all. Even if Wang Hongqi of the General Administration or Huang Tianwang of the Civil Affairs Commission came here in person, it would not be possible for my master to avenge his granddaughter.

However, at this moment, I heard a different smell from the master's words, and said in surprise: "Is this the soul of the little junior sister?"

The master stared at the flame with his eyes seriously, as if he was looking at his pretty and lovely granddaughter, and said with a loving face: "Yes, it's her, it's my little Taotao!"

I glanced at the little nun whose eyes were closed by the master. The other party's face was calm, as if he was just asleep. However, looking at the completely harmless little girl made me respectfully and said in disbelief: "In other words, she left the hope of life to Taotao, and she faced it calmly at the moment of death?"

The master also looked down at the pretty little nun lying peacefully on the ground, nodded, and said, "Yes, this should be the case!"

I read from my master's eyes that a rare respect is read.

Obviously, this little nun who we knew before, the human glory she emitted before her death really touched my master. This made the violent master much calmer, and made me feel the warmth of this human nature in an instant. As for the master, she said that she was ten thousand times smarter than her senior brother, because maybe at the last moment of her life, she realized that instead of letting her soul stay, it would be better to give the hope of life to Taotao.

Because only in this way can the Hanging Temple avoid the unforgettable disasters brought by them.

I didn't say anything more, my heart was heavy, and the master restrained Taotao's soul, then gently stroked the forehead of the corpse, and sighed: "It's a pity that the vitality and lifeline of this body have been broken by that guy, and there is no way to stay for a long time, otherwise Taotao will be resurrected in less than a few days..."

I was a little worried and asked the master how to deal with the current situation. The master shook his head and sighed: "Although there is a ray of hope, there are still some troubles to be resurrected. Let's not talk about this for now. Where is that kid Xiao Keming now?"

I pointed to the direction where my junior brother escaped and said, "As soon as the wind talisman opens, I don't know how many miles it is, and I don't know where he is!"

The master suddenly stood up and ordered below: "Fu Jun, come up and help the master watch Taotao and the little girl's body, so that no one can touch them."

Hearing the master's call, Fu Jun in the distance responded, jumped up on the giant arm with blood, clasped his fists at the master, and then smiled at me, saying, "Senior Brother, thank you for your hard work!"

I nodded and responded, while the master reached out in the direction I just pointed, and continued: "Elder Mei, walk twenty miles away in that direction and find Xiao Keming's bad disciple!"

Elder Mei, who had a conflict with me before, looked up, but did not dare to refuse. He bowed his hand and then withdrew his hands. Countless ghosts around him disappeared, while the paper-armored horse under his feet suddenly lit up, but the next moment, it disappeared.

After the master ordered two tasks, he said to me: "You and me!"

He took my hand and jumped down from a high place, landing among the children. After the clearing of the scene just now, a small number of monsters here were killed, while most of them escaped into the forests everywhere. The people of Maoshan didn't care about it, and when they saw the master jumping down, they all bowed their hands.

The master pulled me to the black-scale giant python that had just changed its name to "Chen Shen". The child followed my master and his group all the way and saw many powerful people. At this moment, he was very disciplined. When he saw me coming, he bowed to say hello, and the master said to me: "You are its demon master, so you can ask it - if you feel the breath of the Huangshan Dragon Python."

Before this, we used the Demon Python or Madam Heihua to call the guy who took away my Longxue crystal. Later, after confirmation by the South China Sea Sword Demon, they all called it the Huangshan Dragon Python. However, no matter what it was, it had a blood relationship with Chen Shen.

The monsters are many different from humans, and this blood relationship is even more important.

Chen Shen was able to establish a sense of the Huangshan Dragon Python through his blood. The young brother was gone at this moment, so it was the only one to act as the human radar.

I repeated the words of Master’s words to it, while Chen Shen frowned, pointed at the mountain above our heads with some hesitation, and said hesitantly: “I feel like I’m at the top of the peak!”

I frowned and asked in a deep voice: "It seems to be?"

Chen Shen said to me with a bitter face: "Master, I can sense its breath, but the levels of both sides are different. It can actively establish a connection with me, while I am more passive. I cannot actively contact it, nor can I decide whether it is staying there at this moment or staying not long ago, so I can't give you an accurate answer..."

I ignored its explanation, nodded coldly, and said, "Master, what do you think?"

The master looked up at the mountain above his head, suddenly turned his head and asked Master Yang next to him, "Zhixiu, do you think there is the Huangshan Dragon Python we are looking for above?"

Uncle Yang was squatting to check the snow leopard that was white and without a single hair. This end seemed to be the one I had previously controlled. He was fascinated by the sight. He raised his head in surprise when he heard the master's inquiry, turned his eyes and said uncertainly: "What the child said should not be fake. Anyway, it's okay to go up and take a look."

I looked at Uncle Yang, not knowing what happened, I always felt that something was wrong with him, or that he had a strange sense of familiarity. Just when I was confused, the master suddenly nodded and said to me: "Since that's the case, let's listen to him and we will go to the top. Since this is the case, if we still can't get the real dragon crystal back, I'm afraid that we will really lose our wife and our soldiers this time!"

I always feel that the master is talking a little strange, but I don’t have to think about it carefully. The group packed up and started going up the mountain. I found the South China Sea Sword Demon and asked about the seven subordinates I had.
Chapter completed!