Bone Taoist

Chapter 612 The Secret of Joy
The night was as dark as ink, and the crescent moon hung high in the sky, cold and quiet.

The woman in black, Jiang Qin, has her ponytail flying. She steps on the mysterious energy and her body blends into the night, as if she is flying away.

Ye Zang followed closely behind, using his spiritual consciousness to completely hide his aura.

Hundreds of miles away from the city, she stopped under a dark reed swamp.

Jiang Qin stopped and took off the black scarf on his face, revealing his delicate appearance. He looked no more than twenty years old and looked a little immature.

Ye Zang frowned, and looked at her bones with his discerning eyes, and discovered that the woman in black's bones were only twenty years old.

"Twenty-year-old Yuanying monk, are you kidding me?"

Ye Zang's expression couldn't help but twitch.

In the entire history of the Jackdaw Cult, the most talented Patriarch became a baby at the age of thirty-five.

Could it be that the woman in front of her is still the reincarnation of a saint? It is simply unbelievable that she is so cultivated at such an age.

"Senior...are you still there?" Jiang Qin's eyes were as handsome as a deer's in the morning, he looked around and said cautiously.

To be cautious, Ye Zang took out a black robe from the Qiankun Bag, wrapped his body tightly, and used his spiritual consciousness to cover his breath.

In the distance, Jiang Qin looked a little nervous.

Suddenly I saw a man in black robe coming from the sky, appearing like a ghost.

Jiang Qin immediately greeted him, with a distance of ten feet between them.

Her delicate eyes looked up and down at Ye Zang, her eyebrows bowed slightly, and she said with a smile: "Thank you for your help, senior. May I ask which ally you are on the path?"

"Let's talk about being a slave." Ye Zang changed his voice and said in an old and hoarse voice.

Jiang Qin's eyes trembled, and he looked a little embarrassed, and said solemnly: "Senior, please rest assured, when the big thing is accomplished, Jiang Qin will definitely serve you and will never regret it."

"That's very good." Ye Zang chuckled a few times and asked again: "Gen Gu has a good talent, little baby, which disciple are you?"

"I'm ashamed to say that this junior's cultivation is only obtained by Master for me." Jiang Qin shook his head, paused for a few breaths, and said: "Senior, if you have time, you'd better come with me to see Master in person." Sir, we can discuss the alliance on the way."

This woman was very vigilant.

Ye Zang hesitated in his heart and asked: "That's okay. Now during the Buddha's birthday parade, there are many people, so it would be better to meet in person to discuss it. However, that Xuan Zhao was the national preceptor of Daliang, and he killed He made a lot of noise."

Jiang Qin looked hesitant, frowned and sighed: "This matter is my own decision, please help me keep it a secret when I see my master in the future!"

With that said, Jiang Qin knelt down directly in front of Ye Zang.

"What life-and-death feud do you have with Xuan Zhao that would make you willing to kill him right now?" Ye Zang asked, narrowing his eyes.

"That old bald donkey insulted my relatives, I have no choice but to kill him!" Jiang Qin said sonorously.

Ye Zang slightly thought about it, and then he took a sharp shot.

Taking out the jade bottle from Jiang Qin's Qiankun bag, Xuanzhao's soul inside was extremely pale and ferocious. Ye Zang smiled and said: "Leave Xuanzhao's soul with me for now, I still have some questions to ask." he."

"This..." Jiang Qin bit her lip.

"Don't worry, I will return it to you in the future. It's up to you to decide how to deal with it." Ye Zang chuckled.

Jiang Qin nodded heavily.

"It's almost dawn, let's just say goodbye." Ye Zang said.

As he spoke, a faint mark of divine consciousness was engraved on the Qiankun Bag in his palm.

Ye Zang smiled and threw the Qiankun bag to Jiang Qin.

"Senior, this is my Sentinel Gold Flying Sword."

After handing it to Ye Zang, Jiang Qin saluted him solemnly, and then disappeared into the night.

……

The next day, in the backyard of the palace.

Jing Xing looked at the corpse on the ground with a gloomy expression, while Emperor Daliang tremblingly bowed his head to the side, with a hint of joy in his eyes amid fear.

No matter who kills this bald donkey, it will be a great good thing for him.

Ao Shang and others were also here, looking thoughtfully.

On the side, Xuanji pinched the Buddhist beads around her neck and looked at Ye Zang from the corner of her eye.

"What happened, and no one heard about it last night?" The third princess asked with a raised brow.

"That person must have enveloped the Xiang Palace with his spiritual consciousness." Ji Lanshan said.

"This Master Xuanzhao is a Taoist cultivator. Who can kill him so easily?" Elder Lei Clan said attentively.

"The spiritual orifice was pierced by the magic sword, and the wound was covered with cold frost. The person who did it probably practiced the method of all phenomena." Ao Chang said.

Ye Zang remained silent. He did not do it himself last night, but blessed Jiang Qin's purple-green sword.

The sword was made of black ice, and Jiang Qin also practiced the Wanxiang Dharma, so it was natural that such aura would remain.

This was also done intentionally by Ye Zang.

Jing Xing was silent for a while, then looked at Xuanji calmly and asked: "Junior sister, your Golden Lotus Buddha Eyes have reached the perfection state and your spiritual consciousness is powerful. Did you hear anything last night?"

Xuanji bit her lip, her eyes trembled imperceptibly, and after a few breaths she shook her head.

"Master, what should we do?" Emperor Liang came over and asked cautiously.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to panic. I will leave a hundred monks to garrison the capital and investigate this matter thoroughly." Jing Xing said calmly.

"It's so good, it's so good..." Emperor Liang's eyes trembled.

On Buddha’s Birthday, everything will continue as usual, and it cannot be stopped because of this incident.

Everyone immediately fled out of the city, and the atmosphere along the way was strange.

A few days ago, Jing Xing boasted about Haikou, saying that no one dared to cause chaos in Xisuozhou. Today, the Daliang Imperial Master died suddenly late at night.

Ao Shang and others came to watch the ceremony, but they didn't expect that there would be something good to watch.

"There is reincarnation in the way of heaven. Master Xuanzhao must have done something wrong." The third princess squinted her eyes and whispered to Ji Lanshan.

"When I saw him yesterday, I saw that this person's magic power was empty and his spiritual aperture was dirty. Even if his cultivation level is in the realm of Hedao, if I really make a move, I may not lose to him." Ji Lanshan said.

"You didn't kill him, did you, Mr. Lang?" the third princess asked in a low voice.

Because this divine son of the Ji family also practices the All-Seeing Water Technique, which can produce ice.

"If I take action, I won't leave any clues." Ji Lanshan snorted coldly.

Outside the city, many monks were waiting for a long time.

Dawn breaks, and the sound of the Taoist bell resounds through the sky.

With their loud shouts, the golden Buddha statue was lifted up again, and the bells, drums and chariots roared in unison.

The procession of the Wandering God Sacrifice went south in a mighty manner. On top of the huge chariot, Ye Zang stood up, came to Xuanji and sat down cross-legged.

The aroma enters the nose. It is the unique fragrance of the girl and the incense of the Buddhist monks, which makes people feel uneasy.

The latter was banging the wooden fish and reciting the Heart Sutra silently, when he suddenly stopped.

"Sir Ye, please don't bother me anymore." Xuanji's eyes darkened, and she whispered in an almost pleading tone.

"Why, master doesn't want to go to the Immortal Sea to be buried?" Ye Zang said with a smile.

"It was you who killed Xuan Zhao, right?" Xuanji changed the topic and looked at Ye Zang closely, and asked.

"It's not what I did, I just covered the Xiang Palace with my consciousness." Ye Zang told half a lie and said with a smile: "I would like to ask Master Xuanji, shouldn't Xuan Zhao be killed?"

"Xuanzhao broke the Buddhist precepts of lewdness and evil. He should be dealt with by the Pure Land. Ye Kuaishou should not help the thief." Xuanji shook her head and said softly.

If there hadn't been a deal between her and Ye Zang, I'm afraid the matter would have been revealed in the morning.

"Master is quite elegant, and he also likes to observe sexual intercourse with Dharma Eyes." Ye Zang said with a casual smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, I just saw it accidentally!" Xuanji suddenly became excited, her delicate eyes trembling.

"Master Xuanji, don't you find it boring to burn incense and chant sutras all day long?" Ye Zang leaned close to Xuanji's ear and said softly: "Don't come back after you go to the Immortal Burial Sea. I will let you experience family love and the beauty of the world. ”

Xuanji's delicate body trembled slightly, and her neck, which was as white as a lotus root, was already extremely red.

She pushed Ye Zang away angrily, with a slightly aggrieved expression on her face, and her delicate eyes seemed to be filled with mist.

She ran into the chariot room in a panic and locked herself in with a bang.

"Hehehe..."

Ye Zang shook the wrinkled Taoist robe that was pushed by Xuanji, and walked towards the cave by himself.

There are still more than twenty rooms and caves on the hundred-foot-long war boat.

If the parade stops in the wild, they can also meditate and rest on the spot.

In the cave, Ye Zang closed the door tightly and covered it with his spiritual consciousness before taking out the jade bottle containing Xuanzhao.

After all, the spirit of the Hedao monk will not collapse so easily.

Ye Zang's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the world in the bottle.

"Bastard thing!"

As soon as he entered, Xuanzhao Yuanshen rushed over ferociously.

Ye Zang's mind moved, and the terrifying power of divine consciousness suppressed Xuan Zhao's soul, leaving him lying in the bottle unable to move.

"Master, why are you so excited?"

"Zha Faqi, you are not my Taoist from Xizhou!" Xuan Zhao Yuanshen shouted. Last night, when Ye Zang used his magic power to help Jiang Qin in the fight, the old bald donkey had probably guessed that Ye Zang was not a Taoist from Xizhou.

This is all Buddhist orthodoxy.

Most of them were to open up the Divine Treasure of All Things and the Divine Treasure of Magic. It was rare to find a monk who went on a killing spree. And looking at Ye Zang's clothes now, he was even more sure that Ye Zang was not from Xizhou.

"What do you want to do? Let me go! Who sent you here? Do you know what you are doing? You have ruined the great things of our Buddhism and Central Continent. You will die without mercy!" Master Xuan Zhao roared excitedly.

"Master Xuanzhao, I am saving you. If I hadn't taken you back from the woman, you would have been suffering now." Ye Zang spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Then let me go quickly!" Xuan Zhao said through gritted teeth.

"No hurry, no rush." ​​Ye Zang waved his hand and said with a smile: "After listening to the master last night, it seems that I know the master behind the woman. Why don't you tell me about that person first."

"Why are you asking these things? What are you doing in Xizhou?" Master Xuanzhao roared ferociously.

Ye Zang's patience seemed to have reached its limit, and his expression turned cold.

With a thought in his mind, a ray of divine consciousness turned into a sharp sword and pierced Master Xuanzhao's soul fiercely.

"what--"

Harsh screams resounded in the jade bottle, and Xuan Zhao's soul trembled in pain.

Ye Zang's consciousness turned into a big knife again and cut him hard.

After torturing a stick of incense, Ye Zang let go of the dying Master Xuan Zhao. The latter's soul was already covered in bruises and was hung by the sword, hanging in the air, breathing heavily.

"Master, tell me the truth and there is still a chance of survival. If I hand you over to that woman, you will only die." Ye Zang said with a faint smile.

"Promise, let me go, and I will tell you everything I know..." Xuanzhao Yuanshen continued to flicker, and said with a weak breath.

"Master, I will find a mortal for you who has the ability to practice, so that you can take over your body and be reborn, how about that?" Ye Zang said with a smile.

"Really, seriously?" Xuan Zhao raised his eyes and said tremblingly.

"As a gentleman, it's hard to chase a horse. I, the Taoist priests of Zhongzhou, are all honest and promise-keeping people." Ye Zang laughed.

With that said, Ye Zang withdrew his divine sword.

Xuan Zhao sat slumped in the bottle in silence. After resting for a while, he spoke.

"Her dharma name is 'Xuanci'. Thousands of years ago, she was a nun at the 'Qingque Nunnery' at the foot of Mount Sumeru. She was extremely talented and talented. She was brought back to Mount Sumeru by the Arhats and entered the Huanxi Zen Monastery to practice. She is the same as me. They are brothers and sisters from the same academy. There have been no female disciples going up the mountain in our Pure Land for nearly ten thousand years, and she is the first one. I vaguely remember the day she went up the mountain..."

As he spoke, the fat-headed and big-eared Xuan Zhao showed a look of obsession, and his thoughts wandered to unknown places.

For a group of male disciples, Xuanci is undoubtedly the most special one.

While chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha all day long, some people were tempted by lust. Someone once broke into Xuanci's wing with the intention of doing something shady.

But the next day, the disciple's body was hung outside the ancient temple as a warning to others.

"Junior sister is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I'm afraid there won't be another person like her in this world. She must be the last fairy in the nine heavens." Xuan Zhao sneered and sat slumped in the bottle , looking suddenly lost.

"Tell me the important point." Ye Zang said coldly.

"It's all bullshit, all nonsense!" Xuan Zhao said, suddenly became excited, his eyes widened, and his eyes trembled slightly: " I saw it, and saw my junior sister walking into his meditation room. Only after that night did I know what ordinary people call the happiness of a family. "

"Happy Arhat?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows.

Xuan Zhao nodded.

Ye Zang seemed to be thinking, and asked: "Your master has cultivated his mind, and his spiritual consciousness is so powerful, so he didn't find you?"

"Thousands of years ago, he had just ascended to the position of Arhat and had not yet cultivated his mind. Moreover, when doing such things, would his mind be elsewhere?" Xuan Zhao couldn't help laughing, a little crazy. , and a bit unwilling.

From then on, Xuanci suddenly disappeared one day without a trace.

After Xuan Zhao became a dharma infant, he went down the mountain to Daliang and became a national master.

While having fun all day long, he was also secretly searching for Xuanci's whereabouts.

"One night more than a hundred years ago, she came to me. She came to me with three thousand black hair and a red dress. She was so beautiful..."

Xuan Zhao said with gloomy eyes and a dreamy tone.

(End of this chapter)