Immortality starts from the Red Mansion

Chapter 158 The Truth ()

Tian Linger's eyes sparkled with little stars, and she carefully took the lotus platform from Shi Xiangyun's hand.

"Sister Yun, you are so kind to me. I have long wanted a magic weapon like your lotus platform."

Next, when Shi Xiangyun taught the method of refining the magic weapon, Tian Linger was very serious about it. Even when Suru taught her the Xuanqing Tao of Tai Chi, she was not so serious.

The only person who felt bad was Jia Hui.

Tian Linger was a very stubborn girl. She refused to leave until she had mastered the lotus platform, and had to be accompanied by Shi Xiangyun.

Shi Xiangyun was also afraid that Tian Linger's sacrifice to the magic weapon would fail and a lotus platform magic weapon would be wasted.

The two good sisters plan to eat and sleep together in the next few months until Tian Linger initially masters the magic weapon.

"I'm looking for trouble on my own," Jia Hui simply found an empty room by herself and practiced alone.

The most pitiful person is Zhang Xiaofan. His beautiful and lovely little senior sister used to go to the back mountain with him from time to time to teach him some bamboo cutting skills, but now he can only go there alone.

"By the way, Zhang Xiaofan's matter can't be delayed any longer. It's been almost half a year since he went up the mountain, and he's still entangled in the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism."

Jia Hui also admired Zhang Xiaofan's perseverance in insisting on practicing the two techniques together.

Most people have to work hard to practice such a top-notch skill, but this guy is actually doing two things at once.

However, this actually shows that Zhang Xiaofan, who seems to be dull, is actually a talented person whose cultivation talent is far superior to ordinary people.

"Hey, senior sister doesn't have time to be with me." Zhang Xiaofan came to the back mountain a little disappointed, and his thoughts about the young senior sister became much lighter.

Then Zhang Xiaofan put aside his distracting thoughts, raised his hatchet and started chopping the bamboo.

"It's useless for you to do that." A figure appeared near Zhang Xiaofan, startling him.

"Elder Jia." Zhang Xiaofan looked up and breathed a sigh of relief when he found it was Jia Hui.

"Give me the knife." Jia Hui reached out and took the hatchet from Zhang Xiaofan's hand.

The Qingyun Sect's physical training actually relies on chopping bamboo. Jia Hui feels a little drunk on the Qingyun Sect's physical training techniques.

"Watch my movements carefully, and remember these formulas at the same time." Jia Hui read out a few sentences of the Sword Immortal's body-building techniques that he had deduced, and released a few basic sword moves that had been tempered for thousands of times.

With almost no effort, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned as he slashed one bamboo at a time.

"Come on, let's give it a try." Jia Hui handed the hatchet to Zhang Xiaofan.

It has to be said that Zhang Xiaofan's talent is indeed good. Jia Hui only gave instructions for an hour, and Zhang Xiaofan successfully cut down a bamboo.

"Thank you, Elder Jia, for teaching me this skill." Zhang Xiaofan was pleasantly surprised. He had already felt the beauty of these formulas.

"It's nothing, just a little skill," Jia Hui said casually.

Today's task of cutting bamboo was successfully completed, so Zhang Xiaofan and Jia Hui walked back together.

"Xiao Fan, I heard that you are from Caomiao Village," Jia Hui said casually.

Zhang Xiaofan's mood suddenly dropped, and his eyes turned red.

"The matter has passed. Let's be more open-minded. By the way, I forgot to tell you, I have been there, saved the souls of the dead in Caomiao Village, and sent them to reincarnation to avoid the torture of resentment." Jia Hui comforted Zhang Xiaofan with a smile.

There is also a theory of reincarnation in the vast land of China, but no one can confirm it.

But when Jia Hui said it, Zhang Xiaofan believed it. He knelt down suddenly and was about to kowtow, but Jia Hui held him back.

"Don't be like this, I can't bear to see those wronged souls suffer. It's a pity that there are no witnesses, otherwise I can redress their grievances for them," Jia Hui sighed.

Zhang Xiaofan originally wanted to say thank you, but when Jia Hui said this, he suddenly remembered something.

"Elder Jia, the second uncle Wang in our village saw everything, but unfortunately he went crazy." Zhang Xiaofan looked at Jia Hui expectantly.

"It's okay if you're crazy. As long as you're not dead, I can cure you." Jia Hui chuckled.

"Really, is it true?" Zhang Xiaofan firmly grabbed Jia Hui's sleeves with a very excited tone.

Jia Hui nodded, "Of course it's true, how could I lie to you."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were blood red, as if he was going crazy, "I want to find Master, Second Uncle Wang is at Qingyun Gate."

A trace of intolerance flashed in Jia Hui's eyes, and then disappeared. Zhang Xiaofan would know the truth of this matter sooner or later.

Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. It is better to know it now, and you will know it later when your thoughts are formed.

Moreover, Jia Hui was also dissatisfied with Tianyin Temple's behavior. He obviously knew the truth of the matter, but he kept concealing it again and again.

Taking a step back, just concealing it is not a big mistake. After all, everyone wants to be ashamed, which is barely understandable.

But the old monk Puhong actually had the nerve to go to Qingyunmen to ask for his guilt. This is so unbearable. It's like a slap in the face.

Jia Hui sighed, grabbed Zhang Xiaofan, flew into the wind, and headed back the way he came.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan didn't know what fear was at high altitude. He just wanted to know who had harmed his relatives.

Soon, the two landed on Dazhu Peak, and Zhang Xiaofan rushed into the house as soon as he stood firm.

Before Tian Buyi and his wife could react while they were talking, Zhang Xiaofan knocked his head to the ground with a few bangs.

"You kid, what are you doing?" Suru felt a little sorry for this honest little disciple and quickly helped him up.

When the couple looked at each other, Zhang Xiaofan's face was filled with tears and his eyes were red, "I beg my master and my wife to make the decision for me and find out the real culprit who harmed my relatives." Tian Buyi and his wife looked at each other, and Tian Buyi couldn't even curse. He came out and said, "You idiot, it's not like the sect hasn't investigated it, it's just that we don't have any clues."

Jia Hui followed in, happened to hear this sentence, and picked up the topic, "There are still clues, isn't Xiaofan's Uncle Wang still there?

He is just crazy, not dead. I am sure to cure him. "

Tian Buyi stood up with a short and fat body, "Elder Jia, are you serious about this? Can you really cure that man?"

Although Tian Buyi looked down on Zhang Xiaofan as a disciple, people were not just grass and trees, so how could they be ruthless.

After half a year, Tian Buyi has accepted the existence of this disciple.

Moreover, Tian Buyi is also an extremely decent person, and he hates this kind of indiscriminate killing of innocent people.

Suru also looked at Jia Hui expectantly. This woman was also a heroine with a strong sense of justice.

"I never tell lies. As long as he is not dead, I am sure to cure that person," Jia Hui replied firmly.

"Okay", Tian Buyi growled and punched the table.

"I will go find the real master and all the leaders to verify on the spot and find out the real culprit.

After that, Tian Buyi picked up Zhang Xiaofan with one hand, took Suru and Jia Hui, and flew towards Tongtian Peak.

In the Yuqing Hall of Tongtian Peak, Daoxuan and several leaders have arrived. Tian Buyi was filled with indignation and repeated Jia Hui's words.

Master Daoxuan thought for a while and said, "Although Elder Jia is young, his magical powers are not weak, his Taoism is profound, and he will definitely not lie.

Someone, bring the surviving villagers of Caomiao Village up. "

Second Uncle Wang had been wandering around the mountain gate, but it was easy to find him, and he was quickly taken to Yuqing Hall.

"Fairy, hehe", Uncle Wang's mouth was watering, and he was giggling.

Suddenly he became frightened again, "Ghosts, there are evil ghosts, ah."

Zhang Xiaofan burst into tears, "Second Uncle Wang, do you still recognize me? I am Xiaofan."

It's a pity that Uncle Wang is still crazy and can't seem to hear Zhang Xiaofan's words.

Daoxuan sighed slightly and looked at Jia Hui, "Elder Jia, now it depends on your magical power."

Jia Hui nodded, raised his hand and pointed, and a little fairy light fell into Uncle Wang's eyebrows.

Uncle Wang's originally silly expression became calmer, and then he closed his eyes and was about to fall to the ground.

Zhang Xiaofan quickly stepped forward to hold him back. Fortunately, in the past six months, his body had become much stronger, otherwise he still wouldn't be able to hold an adult back.

Upon seeing this, Master Daoxuan hurriedly ordered two disciples to come in, bring a bed board, and put Second Uncle Wang on it.

Although it is not good to do this in Yuqing Palace, the leaders are all experts, so they naturally don't care about this.

Jia Hui checked his pulse gate before he died and said with a smile, "Wang Er's soul has settled down, but the many days of stupidity have caused excessive wear and tear on the soul.

Forget it, I will take out the treasured elixir today to restore Wang Er's soul injury. "

Jia Hui reached out and took out a small jade bottle, which contained pure fairy dew.

Since the Innate Pure White Lotus was promoted to the fourth level, the fairy dew condensed every day has become a pretty good elixir.

It is stained with a hint of innate aura, which is very precious to practitioners below the immortal level. It can be sought but not obtained.

Jia Hui unscrewed the cork of the bottle, and a faint fragrance floated throughout the hall. Several real people were shocked when they smelled it.

Several people made eye contact with Daoxuan and paid higher attention to Jia Hui's status and role.

"Xiaofan, please open Wang Er's mouth so that I can give him medicine," Jia Hui said to Zhang Xiaofan.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan quickly opened Uncle Wang's lips gently, but did not dare to use force.

"That's enough." Jia Hui raised his hand and put three drops of pure fairy dew on Wang Er's teeth. The elixir seeped in along the gaps between his teeth.

Wang Er's face became a lot more rosy after the fairy dew dripped in for a moment.

"Wang Er will wake up in half an hour," Jia Hui said softly, returning to his seat.

Everyone here is a cultivator, so they don’t care about this half hour. No one spoke, they all waited there quietly.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't even blink, standing beside Uncle Wang, watching closely.

Not long after, after almost two quarters of an hour, Wang Er let out a painful groan and slowly opened his eyelids.

"Uncle Wang, I'm Xiaofan, do you still recognize me?" Zhang Xiaofan shouted excitedly.

"Xiaofan, it's you." Wang Er's somewhat dazed eyes brightened.

Suddenly, he grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's hand and his eyes became frightened.

"Xiao Fan, run away quickly, that old monk is a madman, he killed many people.

The whole village has been killed by him. Run as fast as possible, as far away as possible. "

(End of this chapter)