Without any explanation, Zhang Miao pulled Zhao Yun's sleeves and was about to charge into the main hall. The sword-wielding girl hurriedly stopped him. She made hand seals and her green sword turned into two rays of green light that were about to descend.
Zhang Miao snorted lightly, "It's not like you don't know my abilities." Before he finished speaking, the Meng 'e soared into the sky. She was as graceful as a swan and as agile as a swimming dragon. In an instant, the red light flourished and the phoenix's cry resounded as it faced the two rays of green light head-on.
The two rays of green light hurriedly received it and attacked the red light from the left and right. However, the red light's momentum was like a rainbow. No matter how the green light dodged, they couldn't resist the pressure of the red light and were forced to retreat.
The red light didn't spare them and attacked with all its might. It was like a flaming dragon dancing wildly, filling the sky with raging flames. Seeing that they couldn't resist it, the green light fell with two thuds.
The two maids cried out in pain. Their chests hurt and they each spat out a mouthful of blood. They had no choice but to retreat three feet.
Zhang Miao kept the Meng 'e and said to Zhao Yun, "Brat, don't think too much. Master won't deliberately refuse to see you. I'm afraid he doesn't understand the situation. When we see Master, I'll definitely explain it clearly. "
Zhao Yun didn't want to go against Zhang Miao's good intentions. Moreover, she was already deeply attached to the opportunity and wanted to get rid of the strange poison. Thus, she was pulled by Zhang Miao to Shuiyue Nunnery.
The main door of the hall was five feet tall. It was wide open and had an extraordinary aura. Even though Zhao Yun had a lot of things on her mind, she couldn't help but feel respect. However, there were no statues in the main hall. There was only a red carpet. Presumably, it was because the sect had just been established not long ago and there were no idols.
They continued to walk along the red carpet. After about a hundred meters, they saw a narrow passage that led to a gloomy and dark unknown place.
Zhang Miao smiled and said, "It's not nice inside. Nowadays, we can't make ends meet. Master doesn't work and relies on the rewards we get from eliminating demons in the mortal world. Master will definitely praise me for bringing back so much gold this time. Hehe. "
Zhao Yun just realized that cultivators also lacked money. She couldn't help but click her tongue in wonder. Sure enough, after walking along the corridor for half a cup of tea's time, a row of plain rooms appeared in front of him. They all had white walls and wooden doors, without any decorations.
Zhang Miao led Zhao Yun to another turn and said with a chuckle, "Master is inside." She shouted towards the room, "Master, Miao'er is back. I missed you so much!"
The room was very small, there was a small flat board hanging on the door, with three words written on it in thin gold script: "Hall of Reporting to the Beginning". The writing style was elegant, full of vitality. There was another couplet on the side of the door, which read: "A calm mind does not flow with the flow of water, a leisurely mind still laughs at Bai Yunfei."
Zhao Yun looked around randomly. He didn't know calligraphy, so he didn't recognize three or four of the words. A clear and indifferent voice rang out from within the room, "Nonsense! If you don't listen to your master's words, I'll have to spank you a few times. "
Zhang Miao giggled, not flustered at all. "Master dotes on me the most, how could he bear to hit me? Hehe. "
The person in the room sighed. "You, ah, rely on being spoiled and arrogant. It's my fault for spoiling you too much. Fine, tell that boy to come in too. "
The door of the room opened by itself, and the smell of sandalwood rushed out from the room. Zhao Yun felt his mind calm down, and he followed Zhang Miao into the room.
The furnishings in the room were simple. There was only a sandalwood incense burner, a bottle of daffodil, and a praying mat. There was nothing else, but a white-clothed nun was sitting on the praying mat. She looked to be about thirty years old. Her appearance was fresh and refined, but her face was like an ancient well without ripples. It was as if the clouds and mountains were intertwined, unfathomable.
Zhao Yun suddenly thought, "Sister Miao's master is a nun, then wouldn't Sister Miao also have to become a nun? This, this is really???? Right, this place is called Shuiyue Nunnery. Isn't it a nunnery? "
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun's eyes couldn't help but look at Zhang Miao's elegant black hair. Thinking that there would be a day when this satin-like black hair would no longer exist, he felt sad for no reason, and his heart was at a loss.
Qianji Poison had a special characteristic. Normally, it was relatively tame, but when the poisoned person's emotions fluctuated, it would violently flare up. Thousands of blood could become a medium. Thousands of insects would wreak havoc, and thousands of lice would pierce the heart, causing unbearable pain.
Zhao Yun had already swallowed Qianji for seven or eight days, and the poison had become even more intense. At this time, his mind was restless and his heart was filled with melancholy. Qianji Poison immediately became restless, and it overturned the seas and rivers in Zhao Yun's body, acting recklessly.
Zhao Yun felt itchy everywhere, but he didn't want to show weakness in front of Zhang Miao and her master. He tried his best to endure it.
There were times when a person's strength was limited. Even a man of iron couldn't withstand this strange poison. Zhao Yun could only clench his teeth, and his fingers trembled. He didn't dare to relax in the slightest. He was afraid that if he let go, he wouldn't be able to help but cry out in pain.
The white-clothed Ling Su stood up from the cattail hassock. Her posture was elegant, like a green lotus blooming for the first time. Her voice seemed to be even colder. Her cold gaze looked straight at Zhao Yun, but she asked Zhang Miao, "Is this boy that stubborn rock?"
Without waiting for Zhang Miao to answer, she waved her long white sleeves lightly, and she was already three feet in front of Zhao Yun. Her jade-like hands formed the Great Mercy Seal, and she shouted, "Go!"
In a split second, golden light shone brightly, and a golden ball rose from her middle finger. With a sudden sound, it expanded against the wind, and turned into a golden wire iron net, covering Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun was at the critical moment of resisting Qianji Poison, so he was unprepared. He was hit by the golden wire net, and he felt an invisible light screen firmly locking him in place. He couldn't move at all.
When Zhang Miao saw his master using the Great Mercy Seal, he knew how powerful it was. His spirit immediately turned pale, and he was afraid that something would happen to Zhao Yun. He said in fear, "Master! Don't hurt him! "
Ling Su ignored him, and muttered, "Heaven and Earth are everywhere, and the deities are clear. Ask for fortune or calamity, and only you can tell. "Her hands moved quickly, and in an instant, she formed a dozen seals, and golden light shone continuously from her hands. Amidst the flickering golden light, a palm-sized Eight Trigrams rose into the air, and it spun rapidly in front of Zhao Yun.
Zhang Miao patted her chest lightly, and her heart that was in her throat finally relaxed a little.
She knew that this Eight Trigrams was called Jun Zhido, and it was a magic weapon left behind by her grandmaster. It was used for divination, and it could tell the past and future. However, she didn't know why her master wanted to read this brat's fortune, so she was curious. In her impression, her master had only used this magic weapon once.
That Jun Zhido spun non-stop, and the lines in the Eight Trigrams changed and flowed back and forth like a revolving lantern. Ling Su's face was also uncertain. One moment, it was green, and the next moment, it was red. Then, it turned into golden light.
Zhao Yun was trapped in the golden light, and his entire body was bound. The small Eight Trigrams swayed above his head, and in the middle of the Eight Trigrams, there were thousands of black lines that attacked and entangled his consciousness. Zhao Yun only felt that the sky was dark, and his mind was in a mess. He didn't know where he was.
Ling Su's body trembled slightly, and she shouted, "Jun Zhido!" She saw that Jun Zhido was spinning non-stop, and there was no sign of a divination. She was very uneasy, so she activated her True Power and formed a Motionless True Seal. With a flick of her finger, a ray of golden light entered Jun Zhido. Ling Su shouted again, "Do you know?!"
"Boom!"
Jun Zhido let out a thunderous roar, and it seemed to be struggling bitterly. The body of the Eight Trigrams suddenly trembled, and lines emerged from the Eight Trigrams.
Ling Su was overjoyed when she saw that. She knew that the divination was about to appear, so she added another True Seal.
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