The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 166: Inherited by Master, Can Be My Master

A burst of colorful pearl light spread out from the night sky, and the spiritual energy was like mist, causing the evil spirits here to resist the threat of thunder and lightning and float over, standing on the periphery.

Inside the Huguo Temple, Abbot Xuan Neng was a little excited and was subconsciously calculating with his fingertips. When he was halfway through, he felt a dull pain in his chest and some blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

He clenched his fist. It was the treasure of Buddhism, but no, it seemed to be something else.

But he couldn't figure it out.

But it must be a treasure because there are spirits on the mountain.

Abbot Xuan Neng was about to go up the mountain when he heard a scream. His brows furrowed and he looked in the direction where the scream came from. That was the direction of the Zen courtyard where the guests were staying, and they were female relatives.

"Go and ask someone to check what's going on over there?" Abbot Xuan Neng instructed the young monk.

The little monk rubbed his eyes and left.

Abbot Xuan Neng looked back toward the mountain, then turned back to his meditation room and sighed, "Gains and losses are all fate."

He has no affinity with that spiritual energy.

In addition to him, some people also noticed the movement in Lang Jiuchuan and rushed upwards, including Gong Si, but they soon changed direction.

Because they heard the real roar of a tiger, which startled the forest in the silent night, and there was a rich spiritual energy coming from that direction.

Could it be that a spiritual beast was born?

As for why they had no doubts, it was because this hilltop was within the scope of the Huguo Temple and was located on the dragon vein, so the feng shui of this mountain was good, and it was not surprising that any mountain elves appeared.

Haven’t you heard that some mountain animals would secretly come to the temple to listen to Buddhist scriptures and learn Zen, thereby becoming enlightened, developing spiritual intelligence, and taking one step onto the true path of spiritual practice?
Therefore, it is normal for spiritual beasts to appear in this area.

If a spiritual beast can be obtained and trained well, it can be a great help to a cultivator, and is no less powerful than a magical weapon for exterminating evil spirits.

Over there, Lang Jiuchuan was surprised and delighted when he saw the nine-story Gangta revealed after the thunder and fire were extinguished.

Compared to the original Vajra Pagoda, the current Nine-Storied Pagoda is more delicate and compact. It is only the size of her palm and can be held in one hand with more than enough space. It is also more convenient for her to carry around. Under the reflection of the white snow, it is dazzling black all over but with a slightly deep purple light, making it more mysterious than before.

Lang Jiuchuan was extremely puzzled. She had only added a layer of cursed talisman, so how could it make the tower smaller?
There were sobbing sounds coming from inside the tower.

Lang Jiuchuan's mind moved, and his consciousness entered the Xiaojiu Tower. Suddenly, his soul froze, and he used all his Tao power to protect himself and guard against the unknown powerful remnant.

A laugh sounded, and the crying wooden fish was scolded: "Don't cry, isn't it embarrassing? Fate has its beginning and end, and there will be a time to part. It will be your luck to find another master."

"Master..." Mu Yu was very sad.

It knew that once the relic appeared, it would disappear completely, and that would be the end of its relationship with the master.

Lang Jiuchuan was startled: "Master Basil?"

"It's me." Master Basil chuckled with regret: "You are indeed the destined person just as I deduced. It's worth it that I have waited for you for hundreds of years with this relic."

Lang Jiuchuan bowed and said, "Junior greets the Master."

"Get up. The relics have been refined into a tower by the thunder and fire, and my remnant will soon be gone. As for why my relics are stored in the tower, it's a long story, so I won't explain it."

Lang Jiuchuan: “…”

Master Luo Le said in a gentle voice: "I refined this tower for the common people, both the living and the dead, to calm and nourish the souls. How to use it depends on the person who uses it. If you are devoted to the Tao, the Seven-Star Vajra Tower will become a protective tool. If you use it for evil, you will only be attacked by it in the end. You must remember this. Over the past hundreds of years, it has passed through the hands of many people, both good and evil, and finally became an evil tool for raising ghosts. This is the life and death of the Seven-Star Vajra Tower and the wooden fish. Without you, they will eventually sink into the long river of history and become the most yin, evil and vicious tools, disrupting the order of the world."

As he spoke, he changed the subject and said, "Fortunately you arrived as scheduled, preventing them from sinking and my hard work from going to waste." Lang Jiuchuan's heart was filled with emotion.

Suddenly, she felt something strange in her mind, as if a giant hand was pressing on it, soothing her broken soul, and seemed to be depriving her of something, making her dizzy. She subconsciously wanted to defend herself, but was brushed away by the giant hand.

Soul pain.

Countless things poured into her soul sea, that was the Buddhist and Taoist heritage.

"A residual soul can also achieve nirvana, and be reborn facing the sun, and it will definitely reach the Tao."

When Lang Jiuchuan regained consciousness, there was no trace of Master Basil in the tower, only the choking cry of the wooden fish.

She looked down at her hands. Her soul, which had become weak due to the engraving of the Dao patterns, had stabilized and was even stronger. In her mind, there was still the inheritance that Master Basil had forced upon her.

She was a little stunned.

After a long time, Lang Jiuchuan knelt down, put his hands on the ground and his forehead on them, performing the kneeling ceremony to pay homage to his teacher.

Inheriting the master's teachings, you are worthy of being my master!
Mu Yu was no longer choking up at this time, and said, "I didn't tell you before because the master used the Great Derivation Technique hundreds of years ago to deduce that someone would forge the Seven-Star Vajra Pagoda a second time. Once it is refined, his relics will help you and become a treasure more powerful than the Seven-Star Vajra Pagoda. If the master hadn't suppressed the pressure of the treasure just now, the commotion here would have attracted countless monks."

Lang Jiuchuan said, "We'll talk about it later. Let's go save the tiger first."

She dodged out of the Xiaojiu Tower and just as she picked it up, she moved her mind slightly and it disappeared into her body.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at those evil spirits and monsters and said, "If you've had enough, leave now. Otherwise, if the righteous path comes, you'll be doomed."

After hearing this, the evil spirits bowed to her and left in a hurry.

Lang Jiuchuan then said to the general in his mind, "Go to your left front."

Jiang Che quickly floated in the direction she said, and Lang Jiuchuan also used talismans and took a step forward a hundred meters. He soon met Jiang Che. When he entered Lang Jiuchuan's spiritual platform, after just a few breaths, several people in long robes appeared in front of him.

"Are you a human or a ghost? Why do you appear here in the middle of the night? Where is the spirit beast?" One of them pointed at Lang Jiuchuan with a long whip. The spirit beast just chased here and disappeared. Could it be that she got it?
People who practice Taoism are not afraid of the dark night. In addition, there is snow on the mountains, and under the light of the snow, it is not difficult to see Lang Jiuchuan's pale face.

Gong Si recognized her at a glance: "Miss Langjiu, why are you here?"

Lang Jiuchuan was about to quibble, but suddenly he looked to the right and walked over quickly: "Master Gong, you've come at the right time. There is a great evil in the mountains. Please follow me."

Gong Si was startled.

"Jingyi?" The Taoist priest holding the long whip looked at him, seeming a little surprised.

Gong Si followed Lang Jiuchuan and explained, "Shangong, this is the junior brother I know."

The Taoist priest named Shangong was even more surprised. The other party looked very weak and was just a little girl, and she was alone in the deep mountains and forests.

"My two Taoist friends, just look." Another elderly Taoist priest looked at the night sky above Lang Jiuchuan in horror.

They both looked at each other.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and there seemed to be a strong smell of blood in the air.

Bad omen.

Several people hurriedly caught up with Lang Jiuchuan, and when they arrived at a low depression, they saw a fresh dried corpse on the ground, and everyone's faces suddenly darkened.