Ye Fan's heart was torn apart again.
His eyes red, he took out a blanket from the closet and laid it on the smooth wooden floor.
After laying it down, Ye Fan lay on it and greedily sniffed Fujiwara No Chiko's body scent.
"Chiko..." Tears streamed down Ye Fan's face as he caressed the white blanket and muttered to himself.
"Hum..." Just as Ye Fan was heartbroken, the Evil Soul Gathering Cauldron beside him suddenly emitted a white light. The light was very gentle and did not contain any evil energy!
Ye Fan, who was lying on the blanket, was stunned at first, but then he immediately sat up and walked to the Evil Cauldron.
"Chiko, is that you?" Ye Fan asked in shock.
"Husband... husband..." Fujiwara No Chiko's ethereal voice came from the Evil Cauldron.
"Chiko!" Ye Fan wiped away his tears and said in surprise, "Is it really you?"
"Husband... husband..." Fujiwara No Chiko's voice continued to echo, but it was getting weaker and weaker.
"Chiko! Chiko! "Ye Fan shouted Fujiwara No Chiko's name.
As the light from the Evil Cauldron dimmed, Fujiwara No Chiko's voice also disappeared.
"Chiko..." Ye Fan cried.
The voice just now was definitely not an illusion. It was really the voice of his beloved wife.
"Chiko, don't worry," Ye Fan said to the Evil Cauldron in tears, "I will save you."
The Evil Cauldron did not respond.
Ye Fan wiped away his tears and got up. He sat cross-legged on the futon in the room and started to absorb spirit energy.
The only thing he could do now was to try his best to raise his cultivation …
Two hours later, Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes on the futon.
He could hear Ito Fumio's breathing a thousand feet away. Together with Ito Fumio, there was another person with an extremely high cultivation. He should be the savior of his beloved wife, Grandmaster Kong Wen.
The reason why he was so sure was because Ye Fan had already memorized Ito Fumio's breathing rhythm, the depth of his breath, and the sound of his footsteps.
After the incident where Zhou Quan had pretended to be his father and deceived him, he had become more cautious. Every time he saw an acquaintance, he would carefully identify and confirm.
After he had been severely injured by the blue-clothed man, Ye Feixue had been treating his injuries. He had learned from Ye Feixue how to break the other party's disguise technique.
Disguising techniques not only allowed one to imitate the other party's appearance and voice, but some experts could also imitate the other party's figure and expression, making it impossible to guard against.
However, Ye Feixue told Ye Fan that no matter how good a disguise expert was, there were three characteristics that could never be imitated.
They were the breathing rhythm, the depth of his breath, and the sound of his footsteps.
Just like fingerprints, every person's breathing rhythm, depth of his breath, and footsteps were different. As long as he remembered these three characteristics, he could tell if a person was impersonating someone.
Ever since then, Ye Fan had developed the habit of observing these three characteristics of his opponents.
Ye Fan stood up and carried the evil cauldron with one hand. He slowly walked down the stairs and arrived at the first floor.
Whoosh! Ye Fan had just placed the evil cauldron on the ground when two figures appeared at the door.
One was Ito Fumio, who was dressed in white and had a long sword at his waist. The other was a bald monk in gray monk robes and monk shoes.
This monk looked to be in his fifties. He had a kind face and a pair of drooping ears. He wore prayer beads around his neck and held a staff in his hand. His white beard fluttered in front of his chest.
What a dignified and dignified senior monk! Ye Fan sighed in his heart.
"Amitabha!" The monk chanted. "This benefactor must be Chiko's husband."
Qingshui Temple was founded by Master Xuanzang's proud disciple, Master Ci 'en. There were many Han Buddhist scriptures in the temple, so every abbot was very proficient in Chinese.
"Ye Fan," Ito Fumio began to introduce him to Ye Fan. "This is Master Kong Wen, the one I told you about."
"Greetings, Master Kong Wen." Ye Fan immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Master Kong Wen.
Master Kong Wen was his beloved wife's savior. If it weren't for Master Kong Wen's help, his beloved wife would probably still be suffering in the palace. She might not even be alive anymore.
"Get up, get up." Master Kong Wen said as he helped Ye Fan up.
"Master, please save Chiko." Ye Fan, who had just gotten up, said as he prepared to kneel again.
"Chiko is my best friend's daughter." Master Kong Wen hurriedly supported Ye Fan. "This old monk will do his best."
"Don't be in a hurry to bow." Ito Fumio said to Ye Fan. "Let the master see this Soul Congregation Cauldron."
"Yes, yes." Ye Fan said. "Master, please take a look. This is the Evil Cauldron. Chiko's soul is trapped inside."
Ye Fan said as he brought Master Kong Wen to the Soul Congregation Cauldron.
"What a heavy evil aura!" When Master Kong Wen saw the Evil Cauldron on the ground, he immediately cried out in alarm.
"Master …" The anxious Ye Fan was just about to ask Master Kong Wen if he could save his beloved wife's soul when Ito Fumio stopped Ye Fan, indicating that Ye Fan should not disturb Master Kong Wen.
Ye Fan understood what he meant and remained silent.
Master Kong Wen slowly circled around the Soul Congregation Cauldron, carefully examining the mysterious and strange patterns on the copper cauldron. His expression became more and more dignified, and his brows furrowed into a knot.
"Soul Congregation Talisman, Demon Subduing Seal, Yin Refining Pattern, Soul Suppression Diagram." Master Kong Wen frowned and shook his head. "What a sinister method!"
"Master, can you save Chiko?" Ye Fan saw Master Kong Wen's troubled expression, so he did not care about etiquette and asked anxiously.
"Fortunately, Ito stopped you just now," Grandmaster Kong Wen turned around and said to Ye Fan with a solemn expression, "If you had forcefully opened the cauldron just now, not only would it have caused the demons to lose control and plunged the people into misery and suffering, I'm afraid even Qianzi's soul would have been destroyed!"
What? Her soul would be destroyed? When Ye Fan heard Master Kong Wen's words, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"This Soul Congregation Cauldron is filled with demons and ghosts." Master Kong Wen looked at the stunned Ye Fan and slowly said, "Only by using blood to unlock the seal on the Evil Cauldron can Chiko's soul safely leave the cauldron."
"Blood? Seal? "Ito Fumio asked with a frown.
"That's right." Master Kong Wen continued, "This Soul Congregation Cauldron has been sealed by someone using an evil technique. Other than the person who sealed it, no one else can open the cauldron. If an external force was used to open it, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"What would the consequences be?" Ito Fumio asked.
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