Chapter 1140 Yue Mingxin's Primordial Spirit Projection

Chapter 1140: The Primordial Spirit Projection of Yue Mingxin

Naturally, Zhang Xiaohua's gaze was immediately attracted by the portrait.

Not to Zhang Xiaohua's surprise, the portrait is also a woman in palace attire, with a white gauze covering her face and a soft whip in her hand. However, the background behind this woman has been replaced by a small bridge and flowing water. The pavilion, next to the pavilion is a small lake that is as round as a crescent moon. It seems that the lake is somewhat like Mochou Lake, but the blue waves on this lake are rippling, and there is no long embankment that divides the lake into two, nor does it sound Very sad frown tower!

"This woman always wears a palace dress and a mask. Who knows if she is the woman I saw in the Jade Hall? But the clothes and the long whip in her hand have not changed. It must be... Senior Yueming Xinyue, the founder of Chuanxiang Sect that Senior Huanwuxin said!"

"If it wasn't for Senior Yue, it wouldn't be necessary for all female disciples of the Fragrance Sect to come to Mochou City to worship! It's just...Senior Yue...why isn't her portrait on the Yixiang Peak for people to worship, but put it here What about Mochou City?"

"Or, the city of Mochou was built by Senior Yue alone? And the legendary girl Mochou is...Senior Yue? Could it be that the stories about Girl Mochou...are all true?"

"But... who is the legendary Ye Feng? Who is that monk named Xuankong? Is he a monk from Dalin Temple? Even if he is a monk from Dalin Temple, he can only be the founding patriarch of Dalin Temple... to have this Cultivation, right? But then again, even the founding patriarch of Dalin Temple...isn’t possible to have as many cultivations as Senior Yue Yue, and put his life under Mochou Lake?"

"By the way, under Mochou Lake..."

When Zhang Xiaohua thought of this, she let out her consciousness, and swept directly to the bottom of Mochou Lake, and saw that the frowning tower was deep in the ground of Mochou Lake, and the bottom was almost invisible, and under the bottom of the tower, there was a The prohibition of emitting a faint Buddha light!

Seeing the familiar Ban Guanghua, Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback: "Huh? Could it be... this Xuankong is really a monk from Dalin Temple? But... what is this?"

I saw the seven-colored Buddha lotus that was slightly visible in the Buddha's light, and there were some dark thin lines on the edge, entwined with the Buddha lotus, which looked extremely dazzling! Moreover, when Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness swept past the restriction, the thin black line seemed to be alive, and it swayed slightly. With the swing of the black line, Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness seemed to be attracted, and slowly moved towards it. Offset in the lotus.

"Bad~" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked, she didn't dare to look any more, she withdrew her consciousness immediately, and said to herself, "This...why is this Buddhist restriction so weird?"

However, the restriction goes deep into the center of the earth, and with Zhang Xiaohua's current cultivation, it is impossible for him to escape so deeply, so it is impossible for him to escape underground to observe carefully.

Not to mention breaking the ban!

"The restriction has the effect of isolating the consciousness, and it can even devour the consciousness. It is impossible to know who is suppressed in the restriction? It is also impossible to judge whether the legendary Mo Chou Nu is Senior Yue. According to the legend, as long as you can drown in water Eyebrow Pagoda, you can release Mo Chou girl under the pagoda, but...Of course ordinary means can't be achieved, if you have to do it, you can only use the supernatural power of immortality, not to mention that I don't have such means now, even if I have Presumably the so-called Monk Xuankong also has other defensive methods on the Frowning Tower!"

"Forget it, is Mo Chou Nu Yueming Xin, but it's all the 'cause' tens of thousands of years ago, who knows where the 'fruit' is? The legend of Mo Chou Nu is well-known, and Yue Ming Xin is indeed immortal The founder, speaking of it, has nothing to do with it, this 'fruit' is left to those who are predestined to pass on the Fragrance Sect! Poor people are not interested!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua bowed deeply to the portrait just like in the Inheritance Pavilion of Misty Sect: "Senior Yue, I... I have also gained a lot of benefits from your Chuanxiang sect, so it's okay to give senior a bow here." !"

Afterwards, Zhang Xiaohua straightened up, looked at the ladder in the corner, and walked slowly up to the second floor of the embroidery building.

The second floor is more like a woman's boudoir than the ground floor, but it's old and there are no silk items. There is a futon in the corner, a table in front of the window, a wooden box and a bronze mirror on the table, and a wooden box next to the wall. A wooden cabinet, nothing more.

Zhang Xiaohua swept away her consciousness, these things were ordinary things, she didn't see any fluctuations in vitality, she even went to the bronze mirror and looked at it again and again, but she didn't believe it was as abnormal as the Haotian mirror.

"This must be where Senior Yue lived in his early years. This table should be a dressing table. It's so simple and pitiful that it doesn't even have a stool!"

"What's in the box?" Zhang Xiaohua thought, and opened the wooden box. This is a box similar to the vanity box that Zhang Xiaohua saw in Mrs. Aya's house in the small mountain village. The inside is also empty, only at the bottom of the box. , also put a wooden hairpin!

"Strange thing?" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised when he saw the wooden hairpin. Of course, what he was surprised was not that the wooden hairpin was the same as Mrs. Aya's, but that the wooden hairpin was exactly the same as Zifeng hairpin!

"The Misty Sect has a jade slip that is exactly the same as Zifengchai, and there is a wooden hairpin that is exactly like Zifengchai in the embroidery room of Senior Yue this month! This... what does this mean...?" Zhang Xiaohua immediately became dreamy: " Could it be that... Yang Haoya, the founder of the Misty Sect, and Yue Mingxin, the founder of the Chuanxiang Sect...are there things that are unclear? But... such things... the founder of the Shendao Sect Huan Wuxin...why don't you know?"

"Could it be that Senior Huan was deceived by these two people?" Zhang Xiaohua touched her nose and thought for a while, then took out the two purple phoenix hairpins and another jade slip that looked like a purple phoenix hairpin from her bosom, and placed them with the wooden hairpin. Compare together, needless to say? All four are identical except for the texture in them.

"This karma...but it has been buried in the river of karma, and no one else will know about it!" Zhang Xiaohua smiled and was about to put away the purple phoenix hairpin.

But at this moment, the wooden hairpin, which was just like firewood, suddenly had a weak fluctuation of vitality. Although the fluctuation was weak, it was extremely tenacious. It swept over the purple phoenix hairpin next to it, and then covered Zhang Xiaohua's body , Immediately, a suction force went straight to Zhang Xiaohua's Niwan Palace, and Zhang Xiaohua was caught off guard, and attracted Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual consciousness to the wooden hairpin. The innate god forbids a slight golden light to offset the suction!

The suction didn't attract the consciousness, and it was drawn down again. Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt that the true energy in her meridians was like a flood that opened the gate, rushing straight to the suction, as if it was going to break out of her body!

"That's right! Senior Yue..." Zhang Xiaohua hastily used the Worry-free Heart Sutra silently to draw the true energy into the meridians, but... the Worry-free Heart Sutra had some effect at first, but as the suction increased, The Worrying Sutra gradually loses its effect, and part of the true energy is sucked away by the suction force and injected into the wooden hairpin. With the injection of true energy, the wooden hairpin gradually shines...

"What an unreasonable bandit!" Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt a little disgusted with Yue Mingxin, who was still sympathetic to him just now: "Could it be... that all the immortals are so domineering?"

At this moment, the Worry-free Heart Sutra has been declared invalid, and Zhang Xiaohua's whole body's zhenqi stagnated slightly, and it was about to come out completely. His meridians seemed to have spirituality, the whole meridian moved slightly, and immediately offset the unparalleled suction force, which could no longer suck away half of the true energy.

"This...my meridian...when...will it move?" Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed and horrified.

Then, with the disappearance of the wooden hairpin's suction, the brilliance of the wooden hairpin also stabilized, and the brilliance overflowed a few times, and a one-foot-sized light cluster jumped out of the wooden hairpin. Pretending to be veiled! ! !

"Primitive Spirit Projection?" Zhang Xiaohua snorted in almost the same way.

The light group flew to Zhang Xiaohua's eyes, stopped, and floated there quietly. After a while, the woman in the light group said, "Who are you? But it’s not my inheritance of the Fragrance Sect?”

Zhang Xiaohua secretly despised her in her heart: "Please, Senior Yue, this is not the first time I have seen this primordial spirit projected below, even if I told you, can you... can you hear me? Don't be so arrogant OK?"

Sure enough, the woman immediately laughed and said: "However, I met you with the projection of the primordial spirit. Even if you said it, I didn't know about it!"

"However, I'm still very surprised. This purple phoenix hairpin is used by my direct disciples of the Fragrance Sect. You don't have the mentality of my Fragrance Sect. How can you get it? Or, my Fragrance Sect has been destroyed. The purple phoenix hairpin was acquired by other sects; or, I passed on the Fragrance Sect to reorganize the realm of comprehension, and the exercises on your body are the suppressing exercises of other sects!"

Zhang Xiaohua shrugged and said with a smile, "Both of these seem wrong!"

"Your true energy is not from Chuanxiang Sect, nor Misty Sect, nor from Shendao Sect and Dalin Division. Presumably... there are disciples from other cultivation worlds here? Or is it the mentality of the ancient cultivation world here?"

Hearing that woman said so much because she was really angry, Zhang Xiaohua curled her lips unconsciously: "This woman...whether she is a village woman in the countryside or an expert in the immortal world...all have the same gossip nature!"

"Oh, I asked too many questions!" The woman seemed to sense something was wrong, she covered her mouth with her hand, and said with a smile, "Anyway, you can hold two purple phoenix hairpins in your hand, and you came to my embroidery room because you are destined for me." , why do I ask so many questions?"

"By the way, I am Yue Mingxin, the founder of the Chuanxiang Sect. I wonder if your master told you?" Although Yue Mingxin was wearing a veil, she spoke in a very arrogant tone, and she even got along with the little girl. A beloved thing, like showing off to others!

"I know, Senior Yue's name, I learned from Senior Huan, but if you ask ten people in Jianghu, I'm afraid none of them will know who Yue Mingxin is!" Although Zhang Xiaohua knew Yue Mingxin listened No, but remembering that she was going to suck her spiritual sense and true energy just now, she still didn't forget to hit her!

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