Tang Yunlong shook his head and said: "I have been to Jiutian Holy Palace twice, but their defense is very strict. Anyone who comes within ten meters without permission will be driven out immediately. In addition, just before you came back
, they have already set off to go back." Leng Xuan's expression changed slightly when he heard this. If Jiutian Holy Palace returns to the sect, there will be almost no hope of rescuing Snow Eagle. And now, he does not have the strength to directly withdraw from Jiutian Holy Palace.
Gong grabbed Ling Xuejiu from his hand. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but frown. When Ling Tian saw this, he sighed: "Leng Xuan, if there is really no other way, then give up. I don't want to do it because of Xue Jiu."
Because of the eagle, you are in danger." Hearing this, Leng Xuan shook his head without saying anything.
At this moment, a Buddha's call came from outside, and then, Abbot Huijue and Temple Master Yuanchen walked into the cave side by side. Everyone hurriedly stood up to greet them. Leng Xuan asked: "Why are you two seniors here?"
Did you?" Yuan Chen shook his fly whisk, bowed and said, "Dear donors, Pindao and the master are going back to the sect, so they came here to say goodbye." Leng Xuan cupped his hands and said, "Master, you're welcome." Yuan Chen smiled slightly, and then
He respectfully said to Po Taoist: "Uncle Master, do you want to go back with us?" Po Taoist waved his hand and said: "No, I am relieved that Xuantian Temple has you in charge. Besides, I have been alone and free for these years.
I'm used to being at ease, and I don't want to be constrained by Xuantian Temple's rules anymore." Yuan Chen nodded and said, "In that case, I won't force Uncle Master. However, I hope that Uncle Master will come back more often if he is free."
At this moment, Abbot Huijue's eyes turned and landed on Leng Xuan, and then said: "Donor Leng, can you take a step to speak?" Leng Xuan responded: "Of course, no problem. If you don't mind, go to my room."
Let's go." After saying that, the two of them walked straight to the next room. After closing the door, Leng Xuan asked: "I wonder what Master wants to see me for?" Abbot Huijue recited the Buddha's name and said: "Earlier, the Nine Heavens Holy Palace set off.
Before, I went to say goodbye and got a piece of news from Palace Master Qiu, about the Saint." Leng Xuan was startled and asked: "What news?" Abbot Huijue whispered: "Two nights ago
, the saint suddenly disappeared without leaving any clues. Also missing with her was a child named Xiaobao. According to Palace Master Qiu's guess, the saint should have returned to the capital."
When Leng Xuan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was an unspeakable look of surprise on his face. If Ling Xuejiu returned to the capital, she would definitely go home. He was still worried about this matter before, but he didn't expect Liu Yin Hua Ming to appear again.
The village, unexpectedly such a change would occur. However, Abbot Huijue continued: "Donor Leng, don't be too happy too early. Although the saint has gone to the capital, according to Palace Master Qiu, the current saint
The woman has completely lost her memory. Not only has she no memory of anyone, but she can’t even remember who she is." Leng Xuan was stunned, as if a basin of cold water had been poured from his head, directly cooling him to the soles of his feet.
He opened his mouth and said in disbelief: "Master, how could she lose her memory?" Abbot Huijue shook his head and said: "I don't know the details. In short, Palace Master Qiu told me not to spread this matter outside.
Thinking of the relationship between you and the Saint, I did not hesitate to break your promise to Palace Master Qiu. Donor Leng, I hope you can find the Saint and help her restore her memory. In addition, except for the people you trust, this matter
It must not be spread to the ears of other fellow cultivators. Otherwise, this matter will definitely cause a sensation in the world of cultivation."