Before Princess Rouping and Aunt Ying came to their senses, Xuan Bao had already formed a seal with his hands to cast the Taishan Pressure Curse without hesitation, and then laid down the barrier casually.
What's going on? Taoist priest Chong Ling instantly felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. He was like a monkey being pressed against the Five Fingers Mountain. His knees fell to the ground and he couldn't even straighten his waist.
"you you?"
"Who are you, the master, and who is your ancestor?" Taoist priest Chong Ling was very shocked. He watched helplessly as Xuan Bao came over and took off the bead string from his neck.
While Xuan Bao was playing with the string of beads in his hand, the old Taoist master sensed the spiritual power sealed in the beads and told her.
"Yin Qin is your master?"
"Shut up, you dare to mention my ancestor's name."
"Is there anything I dare not do?" Xuan Bao smiled faintly, "I would call him that even in front of him. If you don't believe me, just listen to it yourself."
As he finished speaking, Xuan Bao's fingers turned slightly, and the big bead in the middle of the bead string was opened. Only a wisp of smoke overflowed, and it gradually transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged Taoist priest.
"Ancestor, Grandmaster." Taoist Master Chong Ling was surprised and happy. The portrait of Grandmaster was hanging in the Taoist temple. He didn't expect to see his true form today.
Xuan Bao's immature voice said the most mature words: "Yin Qin, your talent is not enough, but your character is just passable. If you practice hard in the future and never forget your original intention, you should not be worse than Xuan Hui."
There was no way, the words were not spoken by Xuan Bao, she was just a mouthpiece, repeating the words of the veteran Taoist master exactly.
Yin Qin, who had transformed into a light smoke, was filled with excitement after hearing these words: "It's the master, you, you, are you the reincarnation of the master?"
This was what the old Taoist priest said when he first met Yin Qin. Xuanbao rolled his eyes: "It's not reincarnation, it was the old Taoist master who told me. Oh, by the way, my senior brother Xuanhui, I am Xuanbao."
"So you are Master's disciple?"
"Well, you are a disciple of Senior Brother Xuan Hui." Xuan Bao just found out that he had a senior brother, and he didn't know how many things the veteran Taoist master was hiding from him.
Yin Qin saluted respectfully: "Greetings to my junior uncle."
"Okay, nephew, no need to be too polite." Xuan Bao's eyes fell on Taoist Priest Chong Ling, "You don't have very good taste. Just by looking at your disciple, I can tell that the disciple you accepted is not very good either."
"This is what your master Yuan Zhen taught you." Yin Qin followed Chong Ling and naturally knew what he had done, but he was trapped in the beads and could not make a sound.
Xuan Bao bluntly pointed out: "It's really inappropriate for you to leave a ray of spiritual power to protect your apprentice and grandson."
"Young master uncle is right, everyone has their own cause and effect. I originally wanted to leave some spiritual power to protect them, but I didn't expect that it would help them do evil..." Yin Qin shook his head and sighed as his figure became increasingly blurry.
"A trace of obsession will prevent you from entering the Tao and going through reincarnation. Now all the past has become empty." Xuan Bao waved his hand, "Go, just go wherever you need to go."
"Thank you, Junior Master, for your advice." As he finished speaking, Yin Qin's figure gradually blurred and quickly disappeared.
Xuan Bao was keenly aware that there seemed to be something different in his body, and there was actually a golden light flickering. It was not the right time to ask the old Taoist master, the top priority was to interrogate the old Taoist Chong Ling.
"Why do you think our Xuantian Sect has such a fool like you? As a cultivator, you should be detached from the secular world and devote yourself to practice. It would be better for you to get involved in the secular world instead of paying back the money. Tell me, who instigated you?
?If you don’t tell me honestly, your master-uncle, I have plenty of ways to tell you.”
Being scolded by Xuan Bao, Taoist Chong Ling really didn't dare to speak out. The kid's seniority is there, his strength is there. He regrets it very much at this moment. Why did he take over this mess? Now he will suffer a big loss, without his master.
With the protection of Yinqin's spiritual power bead, he probably doesn't have many days left to live.
"Uncle Master, I said, I said." Taoist Master Chong Ling lowered his head and looked at his chest, "There is a letter inside. You will understand after reading it."
Xuan Bao formed a seal with one hand and said "Go", and with a slight movement on his body, Taoist Chong Ling fell to the ground and gasped for air.
"Not brought yet."
After taking the letter and handing it to Princess Rouping without even looking at it, Xuan Bao was stunned and didn't react at all.
"Mother, mother."
"Oh, oh. What's wrong?"
"Look at this letter." Xuan Bao said as he nuzzled into Princess Rouping's arms obediently, "Don't think too much, I'm just your Xuan Bao."
Aunt Ying also came to her senses: "Princess, Miss Seven is Miss Seven."
"Yes, take a look quickly." Xuan Bao urged.
Princess Rouping opened the letter. Sure enough, someone asked Taoist Priest Chong Ling to come to the Hou Mansion. The purpose was very simple, which was to let Xuan Bao leave the Hou Mansion. She gave him five hundred taels of silver and promised to give him another five hundred taels after the matter was completed.
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"There is no signature, and you can't tell whose handwriting it is." Princess Rouping frowned.
Taoist priest Chong Ling bowed and said, "Master, uncle, I am obsessed with money. I really didn't know it was you."
"Do you still remember what the person who sent the letter looks like?" Xuan Bao originally didn't expect to get any clues from the letter.
Taoist priest Chong Ling described her. In short, she was just a maid who was less than twenty years old. There were many such people in the Hou Mansion.
"We can't find that person." Princess Rouping felt relieved, "Maybe we are overthinking."
Xuan Bao waved his hand: "Okay, get out of here."
"Master, uncle, I'm leaving."
"Wait, come back." Xuan Bao smiled innocently, "Speaking of it, this is the first time we meet, the elders should give you a meeting gift. I will destroy your beads and give you a bracelet."
Taoist priest Chong Ling breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his uncle was not angry, which was really lucky.
"No, no, no." Taoist Chong Ling was overjoyed but polite.
Xuanbao took out the bracelet and put it on Taoist Priest Chong Ling. He was about to say thank you when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his wrist. He didn't have time to think about the other hand trying hard to take off the bracelet.
Seeing the old Taoist priest in terrible pain, sweating profusely and rolling on the ground, wishing to chop his hands off, Princess Rouping was so frightened that she cuddled tightly with Aunt Ying.
"The mind-cultivation bracelet is a relic of my master. People who practice are taboo against the five poisonous hearts of greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and doubt. If you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, you will feel the same pain as before. I hope you can take care of yourself."
This is like Guanyin Bodhisattva putting a tight spell on Monkey Sun. Taoist Chong Ling was about to cry but had no tears. He was greedy when his uncle gave him something just now. The heart-cultivation bracelet really cultivated the mind.
"Go back. You don't need me to teach you what to say when you get out." Xuan Bao waved her hand with regret. If the disciples hadn't been withering away, she would have really wanted to expel this disdainful disciple.
Princess Rouping came to her senses: "Xuanbao, what should we do now?"
"Mom, don't worry. Although no direct evidence has been found, it's not nothing. Those who want your life but don't like me and think I'm a hindrance in the house are the ones we need to keep an eye on."
"Princess, Miss Qi is right." Grandma Ying looked complicated.
