When Xiaoyu's inquiry was asked, the old Taoist did not say anything, but asked her to continue asking the next question.

"Little girl, let's continue talking about the next thing."

As the old Taoist finished speaking, Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh that there was something else. He had only been out for a long time and encountered one by one. If the two of them traveled through the entire Jiuzhou, they would probably have endless questions to say for three days and three nights.

"Master, this time my junior brother and I went to Blood Demon Island and met a boss selling masks. He silently made his junior brother's memory disappear, and then it disappeared.

Later, I met him in the illusion of Beihe Immortal Palace, but at that time he was still an ancient monk. He said that his name was Xue Yuanhua, Master, did this person really exist?"

After pondering for a moment, Xiaoyu glanced at Xuanwu and expressed the biggest doubts he encountered during this trip. A monk from ancient times and a boss selling masks, which spanned tens of thousands of years. What kind of cultivation he had achieved?

"Xue Yuanhua did exist in ancient times, but what you met was not the real them. Didn't you go to Blood Demon Island to find Blood Demon? The one you met sold masks was him, a cultivating immortals. Now his deity is about to wake up. When he wakes up from his dream, he will naturally disappear."

When the old Taoist answered Xiaoyu's question, a light of inspiration popped out from his hand and fell on Xuanwu. In an instant, a memory that he had never seen before appeared in his mind. After he watched Xiaoyu walk into the store, he wanted to follow him.

But he was blocked by an invisible barrier. Just as he thought Xiaoyu was in danger, he directly used the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation to cover the shop and launched an attack, a figure appeared in front of him. Then time seemed to have gone backwards. Except for the shop that disappeared by the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, everything seemed to have not happened, and he also lost that memory.

"So he is the Blood Demon. Since the Blood Demon has come out, is Fellow Daoist Yun Feng's father really taken over by the Blood Demon?"

Xuanwu's memory was restored. After hearing the old Taoist words, he couldn't help but ask. The Blood Demon, who had already ruled out the suspicion, has now become the first suspect.

"By the way, Master, do you know about Jingkong Academy? We met a fellow Taoist, whose father suddenly fell into the devil's path. We suspect that he was taken over by someone. Can you answer your questions for your disciple?"

When Xiaoyu saw Xuanwu talking about Yun Feng, he quickly asked. She and Xuanwu had no idea about such a brain-struggled thing now. Instead of guessing, it would be better to ask the omniscient and omnipotent master.

"You master knows this. Then he will help you solve your doubts. Is there anything else to ask now?"

When the old Taoist saw the two of them asking about Jingkong Academy, he closed his eyes slightly and felt it. Then he looked at Qingxuan and said, which made Qingxuan stunned. He didn't remember that he had contact with someone from Jingkong Academy.

However, since the master said that he knew, there should be no mistake. He decided to wait and ask the two of them carefully what the situation was in Jingkong Academy and it was related to him.

"It's gone for the time being. Does the master have anything to tell his disciples?"

When Xiaoyu saw the old Taoist asking, he thought for a while, shook his head and answered.

"Since you have finished asking the question, it's time for you to condense your soul. In addition to your master's nihilistic soul, I have two top-level soul methods, the Great Sun Yuanshen and the Zhoutian Star Yuanshen. Which one do you choose?"

Seeing that Xiaoyu and Xuanwu had no problem, the old Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile. Two light curtains of soul-reflecting lights rose up to let Xiaoyu choose the method of soul-condensing.

"Master, I want the Great Sun Yuanshen. My brother told me before that after I practice this Yuanshen, I can become the Great Sun, so I want this."

When Xiaoyu saw the old Taoist asking her to choose, she glanced at the red big day and said without thinking that she said, "But she remembered that when she was brought to refine her heart by Qingxuan, her greatest wish was to become an existence like the sun that brought light to all living beings."

"Then let's go into seclusion in three days and condense the soul. Qingxuan, you can help Xiaoyu and Xuanwu protect the Dharma at that time."

When the old Taoist saw Xiaoyu choosing the big yen god, he drove a ray of inspiration into Xiaoyu's sea of ​​consciousness, he spoke to her.

Now the three ancestors of Qingxu Mountain have completely inherited three different souls. The old Taoist also really wants to see the actual cultivation of the Void Yuanshen and the Great Sun Yuanshen. After all, various factors from the outside world may not be completely carried out according to the deduction.

"Yes, Master, then I won't disturb you now."

After seeing the old Taoist arrange the matter, Qingxuan nodded slightly, stood up with Xiaoyu and Xuanwu and gave a bow, and the three of them slowly retreated from the hall.

After leaving the hall, the three of them came to the green jade platform and the big banyan tree again. Time seemed to be back many years ago. Qing Xuan sat down on the stone platform, Xuanwu and Xiaoyu sat down on the futon below, and listened to Qing Xuan's teachings.

"Tell me, what's the situation with Jingkong Academy?"

Seeing that the two of them were sitting down, Qingxuan waved his hand to put a copper incense burner beside the stone platform, lit a few peaceful and quiet qi, and washed away the sandalwood of the world, and then asked them.

"Big brother, that's right. Aren't we going out for a trip this time? When we were in Baiyuxian City, we happened to encounter the flying sword competition, so I asked my junior brother to participate. During the competition, my junior brother met two fellow Taoists whom we met, one of whom was from Jingkong Academy..."

Under Qingxuan's inquiry, Xiaoyu suddenly said Yun Feng's story in a sensual and vivid manner, and their messy guesses were also described in detail.

"Okay, I know. Show me the portrait of Yun Qing. I think I already know who it is."

After Qingxuan heard Xiaoyu's description, a person or monster couldn't help but emerge in his mind.

"Big brother, you really know that this is the portrait of fellow Taoist Yun Feng's father. Has he been taken over?"

Xiaoyu heard Qingxuan ask her to stop and continue to describe, so he quickly showed Yun Feng's father, Yun Qing's image, which made Qingxuan shake his head with emotion. This was not the big monster, who else could it be? Now he finally knows whose body he robs.

"You have seen this person Xuanwu, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu has never seen him. Yun Qing was indeed taken over, but he was not taken over by the demon cultivator, but by the demon clan, Xuanwu. Do you still remember the man in the black robe that he met in the Blue Skin Clan back then?"
Chapter completed!