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He Lingchuan was still impressed by the name of Master Mu Ling. Isn't this Master Dongli's master?
In the cave under Xianling Lake, Master Dongli left a suicide note regretting that he had fallen into the devil's path and was ashamed of the cultivation of his mentor, Master Mu Ling.
Otherwise, He Lingchuan would not have followed this clue and pursued him into the Xu Mountain.
Fortunately, it’s not like I gained nothing.
In the memory of Dao Daoshu, he saw the Taoist spirit of many immortals, the disciples of the sect who did not eat the smoke and fire of the world in the age of immortality and devoted themselves to pure cultivation, and even felt the surging spiritual energy and the joy of all things flourishing just like Dao Dao Tree.
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Those are indeed the best years for practitioners.
In fact, the Middle Ages were not bad either. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth increased and decreased from time to time, and the emperor's ooze often came. Although the practitioners were not feeling well, strong men like Lord Wood Spirit still lived for more than 800 years.
His disciple Dongli Zhenren only lived 600 years old.
From now on, the lifespans of demons and humans will become increasingly reduced.
Of course, what He Lingchuan really paid attention to were the three words of greeting written on the golden and red leaves by Master Mu Ling.
He did not leave it to the sect, but re-voted it to the Taoist tree, and the fallen leaves returned to their roots.
The previous elders said that when the human body decays, the tree of inquiry will remain forever. So, are these words left to future generations?
After all, it is the only one that can survive across thousands of years of time and space to this day.
Having said that, whether it was Master Mu Ling or the old turtle demon who took away "The Collection of Passing Waters" written by Master Dong Li, all he left behind were three sentences!
It just lacks the last sentence.
It’s truly a lineage.
He Lingchuan grabbed the sacred bone necklace and said:
"How about you explain it to me?"
Of course the necklace would ignore him.
When he touched the necklace, he felt something strange in his arms. He reached out and took it out again, eh——
Take out a golden and red leaf.
He Lingchuan was stunned for a long time on the spot.
The leaves of the Juluo tree actually followed reality?
Of course, Juluoshu itself has the ability to travel through the underworld, and He Lingchuan also used its branches to bring nightmares out to play. But it seemed like this was the first time that the little tree took such initiative.
Well, the leaves...
He Lingchuan rubbed the leaf and remembered one of the words of the Venerable Mu Ling:
"A leaf blinds the eye."
He put the blade in front of his eyes. Is this how he used it?
Except for the light, nothing seems to be blocking it.
Even the leaves of the Juluo tree do not have any magical fluctuations. Apart from their beautiful appearance, they are no different from ordinary leaves.
It is hard to imagine that the masters of the Great Huanzong in the past could use the leaves of the Daoist tree to block the magical power of the great demon Mulian.
That's all, maybe this leaf will come in handy in the future.
He casually put it into the storage ring, and then failed.
Um?
Can't take it in?
At this time the servant came to report:
A visitor comes to your door.
He Lingchuan put the leaf back into his arms and said, "Invite him in."
The visitor was in his forties, with a long face and a goatee that made him look a bit old-fashioned. In short, he was an ordinary person with an ordinary face and ordinary clothes. He would not be found in a crowd.
He reported his name to Qixiang, who was introduced by the master of Songyang Palace.
He Lingchuan met him in his courtyard: "Are you the steward of Songyang Mansion?"
"Oh, no, I helped when the Songyang Mansion branch opened, but I don't work in the branch, and it has nothing to do with Songyang Mansion." Shan Qixiang smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Sir, you saved me before.
After we passed my house, we kept in touch. She said you needed help here, so I came. Just call me Lao Dan."
Li Qingge did say that he would send someone to him, but unexpectedly he came so quickly.
Before He Lingchuan could ask any questions, Lao Dan handed over a pair of hooks with both hands:
"This is your thing. The hook has been repaired. Your Majesty asked me to deliver it to you."
This hook was damaged by He Lingchuan when he captured the snail toad in Zhitian Township. Li Fubo's hook made of fine gold was hit by the snail toad and the explosion and was broken. Although he still had a spare, he didn't have this one.
Make it easy.
He Lingchuan took it and smiled.
This thing is also a token, implicitly indicating that Lao Dan was indeed sent by Li Qingge, so that he can use it with confidence and boldness.