Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 266 Two Secret Treasures
All the generals of the Divine Martial Army who were ordered to accompany the imperial concubine on the southern tour were all anxious.

Now is the time to track down the murderer, His Majesty is so angry that he has no time to take care of them, but it is conceivable that after a while, His Majesty will definitely hold them accountable. They were originally sent to protect the safety of the imperial concubine. Now that the imperial concubine's life is in danger, they are absolutely doomed .

The only thing that can be done right now is to pay off the crime.

If the assassin can be brought to justice, maybe a life can be saved.

But they only know that the powerful Buddha practiced and stabbed the imperial concubine, but there is no more information, so now if there is any clue, they will try their best to track it down.

Wei Wuji thought this way, and the other generals of the Shenwu Imperial Army also thought this way.

Wei Wuji raised his head, looked at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "The Shenwu armor is mainly made of black iron black stone, which was forged by soldiers for three years, and it is extremely hard, but now it is smashed into pieces, which shows the strength of the murderer. Let's go up and have a look."

After all, the generals of the Shenwu Imperial Army flew high into the sky.

But in the blink of an eye, the generals flew to the place where Gu Shen beheaded several soldiers of the Shenwu Imperial Army.

Wei Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could roughly deduce that the murderer was the soldier of the Shenwu Imperial Army who killed here, but there was nothing in the sky, and he could feel a little mana aftermath, but it was useless.

Above the sky, the clouds and fog, the hurricane howling
Wei Wuji hesitated slightly, took a deep breath, and took out a piece of yellow silk from the storage ring.

This is an extremely rare secret treasure. It is a one-time consumable item that can recall what happened in a short period of time in the past and reproduce it like a mirror image.

This kind of secret treasure is too rare, even the huge Pingyang Marquis Mansion, there are only two or three of them.

For ordinary things, Wei Wuji would never be willing to use this secret treasure, but this time the matter is different and has a lot to do with it.

One is that Wei Wuji wanted to capture the assassin, and save his life by paying off the crime.

Second, it was a private matter. Wei Wuji's uncle had an illegitimate son outside and he dared not bring him home, but he was his own flesh and blood after all, and he couldn't bear to let him fend for himself, so he arranged for him to join the Shenwu Imperial Army and work under Wei Wuji's command.

Wei Wuji didn't have a good impression of that cousin, he was short and fat, and his face was not good-looking, but after all, the blood of the Wei family flowed from his body, so he always gave him preferential treatment. Unexpectedly.

It's useless to talk more since the person is dead, but Wei Wuji also has to give his uncle an explanation.

Therefore, both public and private, Wei Wuji had to investigate this matter to see if that person was the assassin who assassinated the imperial concubine, and also to see who killed his cousin.

Wei Wuji held the yellow silk cloth with his left hand, flicked it lightly, and the yellow silk cloth flew out, hanging in the air, with a square shape, like a list hanging in the air.

Looking at this piece of yellow silk cloth, some people don't know what it is, and some people who know this secret treasure can't help being shocked.

Wei Wuji was chanting words, chanting some kind of mantra.

The next moment, the yellow silk cloth hanging in mid-air burst into flames, and the fire became more and more fierce, directly igniting the entire yellow silk cloth.

The faces of the people seemed to be reflected in the raging flames, like a mirror.

call out!
There was a change in the "mirror", and the faces of the people gradually disappeared, replaced by another picture, but no sound came out.

A group of five people, all wearing red Shenwu Forbidden Army standard armor, flew here from a distance. These five people were exactly the five Shenwu Forbidden Army soldiers who blocked and surrounded Gu Shen before.

Wei Wuji's eyes fell on the short, fat black mole, and he didn't speak, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

"Soon, the murderer should appear." Wei Wuji thought to himself.

The five of them stood here for a while, not knowing what to say, they just talked and laughed, so happy.

The imperial concubine was assassinated, and the high-ranking generals of the accompanying Shenwu Imperial Army were panicked, worried that they would be liquidated by Emperor Wei, but these low-level soldiers were not worried about it, because even if they were liquidated, Emperor Wei would not send tens of thousands of Shenwu All the forbidden soldiers were beheaded. One must know that many descendants of the noble families were gilded in the Shenwu Forbidden Army camp. If they were all killed, the Wei Dynasty would be in chaos.

Looking at the ordinary Shenwu Forbidden Army soldiers who are still happy and living a relaxed life, these generals of the Shenwu Forbidden Army who are in the realm of great power can't help but feel envious.

"someone is coming."

At this time, a person sounded a reminder.

The rest of the people looked intently at the mirror image condensed by the flames.

From the sky, a figure flew towards him at an extremely fast speed. He was wearing a white robe and was walking through the white clouds. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to spot.

Five soldiers of the Shenwu Imperial Army found the monk in white robes, stopped him, and went forward to question him.
Until the figures of Wei Wuji and his party appeared in the "mirror image", Wei Wuji took out the yellow silk cloth and traced back what happened here. do.

"This son should not be an assassin. From what I can see, he has the most cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul. The imperial concubine has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and her strength has already reached the late stage of transformation. This kind of little guy is no match for a single finger of the empress." The general of the Shenwu Forbidden Army on the third floor of Huashen said.

Wei Wuji didn't speak, but frowned and pondered, a calculation arose in his heart.

Just now, a relic exuding a strong Buddhist charm suddenly appeared in the mirror image. The short, fat black mole and the captain of the Shenwu Guards Army were low-level and ignorant. They thought it was an ordinary relic of a Buddhist eminent monk, but Wei Wuji recognized it. When it came out, the relic was extremely pure, and it must be the relic left behind by a Buddhist eminent monk who was extremely powerful or even higher.

"That is the real Buddhist treasure!

"If you can get that relic and present it to the Empress Dowager, you will definitely please the Empress Dowager.

"In this way, even if no assassin can be found to assassinate the imperial concubine, my life should be saved."

Wei Wuji thought in his heart.

In a few days it will be the Empress Dowager's birthday, and I can get this kind of Buddhist treasure to dedicate to the Empress Dowager.
Wei Wuji this time was only thinking about whether he could find the trace of the assassin, or to see who killed his cousin, to give his uncle an explanation, or to find an opportunity to avenge that cousin, or to give the characteristics of the murderer's portrait to his uncle, so that he could to avenge his son.However, I never thought that there would be another big harvest.

Unexpectedly found a remarkable relic.

Wei Wuji had a decision in his mind, so he immediately ordered: "The imperial concubine was assassinated by a Buddhist cultivator, and this son is carrying a relic left by the great power of Buddhism, and his whereabouts are very suspicious. Soldiers are even more unforgivable.

"My general ordered that the second and fourth battalions of the Shenwu Forbidden Army will guard the guards, and the first, third and fifth battalions will all be dispatched to arrest this person.

"The local army and the government will cooperate fully along the way. If anyone is lazy and procrastinates so that the murderer escapes, he will be beheaded on the spot."

Wei Wuji's words set the tone for this matter and gave an order.

The rest of the Shenwu Forbidden Army generals stopped talking, and said in unison: "Here!"

Following Wei Wuji's order, in the name of catching assassin suspects, a large-scale search was launched across the southern border of the Great Wei Dynasty, and Gu Shen's portraits were plastered all over the streets and alleys of various cities.

Back to the night before.

Xitu, the territory of Lianhua Temple.

Lianhua Temple is a great sect of the Western Land, quite famous in Buddhism, located in the eastern part of the Western Land, adjacent to the Great Wei Dynasty and the Datang Dynasty from south to north.

Two thousand miles to the west of the gate of Lianhua Zen Temple, there is a group of hundreds of feet high mountains. Compared with the high mountains and giant mountains in Nanling, which can easily reach thousands of feet and tens of thousands of feet, this group of hundreds of feet high peaks is indeed much shorter.

The temperature in the west is dry, there are many deserts and Gobi, and the vegetation is sparse.

However, on the mountains stretching for hundreds of miles, there is a lush spring scenery, which is very different from the desolate autumn and winter scenery nearby.

Those mountains are all emerald green, and there are monks flying across the sky, looking from a distance, they look like huge emeralds. The trees "living" on the mountain are lush with branches and leaves. In the dense jungle, you can also smell a fresh smell of soil, which makes people feel refreshed.

Whoosh!
A pink light fell on the mountain.

The light dissipated, revealing the figure in it. It was a very beautiful woman, with dark clouds and beautiful hair, apricot face and peach cheeks, eyebrows as light as spring hills, eyes like autumn waves; breast augmentation and waist, hips and legs, better than a begonia Drunk day, pear blossoms bring rain.

The bright moon hangs high, and the bright white moonlight sprinkles down like water.

The beautiful woman is standing under a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, the moonlight shines on the ground through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and shines on the delicate and charming cheeks of the beautiful woman, making her look like a fairy woman walking out of the picture for a moment.

"It's almost time, the monk is coming soon." The beautiful woman secretly said.

The next moment, I saw her mobilize her mana and force out a smear of bright red blood from the corner of her mouth.

The fair cheeks and the bright red blood made the woman more and more shockingly beautiful under the moonlight, so beautiful that it was unreal.

The beautiful woman tilted her body and leaned against the big tree behind her, her energy was very weak, and she looked like she was seriously injured.

After a while, a slight and rhythmic sound of footsteps came from the mountain, getting closer.

It was a monk in white, with regular facial features and a smooth head. Judging from his appearance, he was about thirty years old, but in the cultivation world, people never judge age by appearance.

"Help, master, please help me." Seeing the monk, the beautiful woman hurriedly called for help.

The white-clothed monk heard the sound and looked around. Seeing the beautiful woman's exquisite appearance and plump figure, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, then quickly retracted his gaze, and silently recited "Amitabha Buddha" in his heart.

He walked up to the beautiful woman, and was about to rescue her, but he remembered something, stopped his movements, looked at the beautiful woman with a bit of vigilance, and said, "Why is the benefactor here? What is the injury like?" here?"

The beautiful woman scolded the monk in her heart for being stupid and ignorant of style, but her face showed a weak look, and she told her pitiful experience. very seriously injured.

This remark may sound old-fashioned to many people, but it is enough for this monk who practiced meditation with the perennial green lamp ancient Buddha.

Seeing the beautiful woman's painful appearance and hearing her miserable experience, the monk finally relaxed and prepared to cast spells to heal the beautiful woman.

The monk activated his mana, and a soft, holy white light appeared in his palm. He waved his hand lightly, and the white light fell on the beautiful woman, helping her to heal her wounds.

"what."

Suddenly, there was a groan that could make a man's bones crumble, and the young monk couldn't help but tremble, looking at the beautiful woman leaning against the tree with a flushed face and half-exposed breasts, he asked with concern: "Benefactor, what's the matter?" ? But where is the discomfort?"

"It hurts so much here." The beautiful woman Jiao Didi said, while she was talking, she pointed her eyes at her left shoulder.

"Where?" The monk frowned.

The beautiful woman said softly: "Master, please come closer and help me take a look. Is the bone broken? It hurts a lot when you move it."

Hearing the words, the monk showed hesitation, and said: "Madam can use magic power, if a bone is broken, you can use magic power to connect the bone by yourself."

The beautiful woman said piteously: "Although the concubine also practiced, she only had a state of mind and was not skilled in the use of mana. I asked the master to show mercy and help the concubine to take a look. It hurts to death."

The monk frowned, feeling a little abrupt, but seeing the beautiful woman's painful appearance, he finally squatted down and leaned forward slightly to carefully examine the injury on the beautiful woman's shoulder.

"Madame's shoulder seems to be fine." The monk looked at the ruddy and tender skin in front of him, and the mana slowly penetrated into the beautiful woman's shoulder, frowning slightly, and said softly.

"Really? Master, please take a closer look, it hurts."

The beautiful woman Jiao Didi said, with a suppressed groan in her voice.

Even if the monk thinks that his heart is dedicated to the Buddha, he can't help but feel a little dry at the moment, but what he didn't see was that the right hand of the beautiful woman was slowly raised and stretched behind the monk. What's even more frightening is that the beautiful woman That ruddy and delicate right hand unexpectedly turned into a sharp claw at some point, and the five sharp nails shone with a faint luster under the moonlight.

Whoosh!
The beautiful woman who was originally extremely weak suddenly changed, and a powerful mana wave erupted from her body. At the same time, the sharp claws stabbed straight down.

Although the monk has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul, the gap between him and the beautiful woman is too large, and he has little combat experience. Before he could react at this moment, he was pierced through the head by a claw.

The right hand pierced the monk and revealed that the beautiful woman blatantly stretched out her left hand and inserted it into the monk's dantian. The next moment, as she withdrew her left hand, a miniature monk appeared in her palm. This is the monk's Nascent Soul.

At this time, the monk in white also sensed the danger and wanted to struggle, but it didn't help. The gap between him and the beautiful woman was already huge. If it wasn't for the beautiful woman who was worried about what the monk might do, she wanted to solve it silently It doesn't take so much trouble to drop him.

Seeing the monk's Yuanying struggling and twisting in her palm, the beautiful woman gave a disdainful smile, and even opened her mouth to swallow the monk's Yuanying into her stomach for refining.

This kind of refining is the most vicious method in the cultivation world. For the monks who are refined, they will suffer extreme torture; but for the monks who cast the spell, it will damage the morality and increase the crime by half on the road to immortality. He is full of demons, and it is difficult to hope for longevity, but there is an advantage that he can plunder part of the mixed memories of the refined monks.

The beautiful woman was concentrating on refining, with a bit of pain on her face.

Since ancient times, there have been two powerful secret treasures in Xitu, one is the subduing demon pestle, which is now hanging in front of the mountain gate of Daleiyin Temple; the other is the lotus mirror, which was once the treasure of the temple, but it was lost later. where scattered.

Over the endless years, there have been many legends about these two secret treasures. Among them, the most widely spread is that with these two secret treasures, one can see the fairy world, communicate with the immortals, and even get gifts from the immortals.

Although it is just a legend, when it comes to the word "immortal", it has a fatal temptation for monks.

The Daleiyin Temple suppressed the Western Lands for endless years. The vegetarian meals inside were vegetarian, but those great monks were not vegetarians. Even though the subduing magic pestle hung straight outside the Daleiyin Temple, no one dared to beat it. The idea of ​​rooting the magic pestle.

As for the lotus mirror, there were some rumors after it was lost, which caused several changes in the western land, but in the end, the lotus mirror did not appear.

A few years ago, the beautiful woman got a piece of news from a secret channel. In fact, the lotus mirror has never been lost. It was just hidden by the Lianhua Temple, and then announced that it was lost, thus diverting the eyes of the cultivation world from Transfer to the top of Lianhua Temple.

"It's no wonder that many strong men went to spy on the Lianhua Temple, but they couldn't find the lotus mirror. They thought it was really lost. I didn't expect these monks to have so many tricks, and they actually hid the lotus mirror in these mountains. .

"This place is only two thousand miles away from the gate of Lianhua Temple, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the back garden of Lianhua Temple.

"Actually, it's still under the heels of those monks in Lianhua Temple."

This time, she took advantage of the southern tour to relax her mind, took the opportunity to leave the imperial palace, and came to the southwestern border of the Great Wei Dynasty, looking for an opportunity to leave the palace and sneak into this place.

The monk in white that he killed just now was the disciple of the abbot of Lianhua Temple, Puxuan. He was ordered to guard the Lotus Mirror here, and he has been watching him for many days. Knowing his daily itinerary, it would be better to attack him.

The beautiful woman killed the white-clothed monk silently and plundered his memory, but it is not a simple matter to seize other people's past memories. Fragments and pictures are suddenly integrated into the mind, which is extremely uncomfortable for anyone , Painful thing.

The beautiful woman's face turned pale, and her spirit was shocked. She endured the discomfort and pain, and slowly sorted out the memory fragments she got from the monk in white.

After getting the information she wanted, the beautiful woman's face was full of excitement and joy!

"Hahaha, sure enough, the news is true.

"The Lotus Mirror is indeed hidden here by the monks of the Lotus Temple.

"This young monk was assigned to guard the Lotus Mirror here. The group of old monks worried that sending a powerful person to guard would attract the attention of the outside world, so they selected this young monk."

Because of refining the Nascent Soul, the beautiful woman was a little tired, but she couldn't hide her excitement and joy.

The legendary lotus mirror seems to be within reach.

Because the monk guards the lotus mirror every day, he has a very deep memory of entering and exiting the secret place, and the deeper the memory, the easier it is to be taken away.

The beautiful woman also learned the method of entering and exiting the secret place.

She stood up, cleaned up the corpse of the white-clothed monk, and transformed into the appearance of the white-clothed monk just now. Both the appearance and temperament were exactly the same, and there was no difference from the previous white-clothed monk.

The beautiful woman reached out and touched the bald head above, and muttered: "It's the first time to become a monk."

She coughed lightly, without further delay, and walked to the depths of the mountain according to the path in her memory.

After bypassing the two hills, the beautiful woman came to a valley, walked to a cliff on one side, imitated the appearance of a white-clothed monk in her memory, and chanted some awkward mantras.

Although her recitations were lame, at least they were correct. When she finished chanting the incantation, an arched door silently opened on the blue-gray rocky cliff in front of her.

The beautiful woman was very confident, and walked inside. In the memory fragment she captured from the monk in white, she had entered and exited this arched stone cave countless times.As she entered, the arched door closed again silently, as if it had never appeared before.

After entering the cave, candles are lit every few steps on both sides of the road for lighting. A sense of dampness rushes towards the face, and the breathing seems to be full of water. Looking around, the stone walls on the left, right, and above Covered with a layer of light green moss, faintly, in front of this road, there seems to be the sound of running water.

The beautiful woman didn't look sideways, just like the monk in white, as if she was used to these situations around her.

(End of this chapter)