"Xuan Hui is a confidant of King Taiyi Mi of Dalingfeng Temple. Originally, he should be following you or investigating the relevant facts about you."
Li Rong stared into Wei He's eyes, trying to see something she wanted to confirm.
"Investigating me?" Wei He narrowed his eyes, "Although my disciple has extraordinary blood, there shouldn't be anything to investigate, right?"
"An hour ago, people from King Taiyi Mi and Yue Lu came to me and asked about the disappearance of the Seven Lords and the disappearance of Xuan Hui. They all tried to take you to cooperate with the investigation." Li Rong looked carefully.
Staring at Wei He's face.
"I replied to them that you have nothing to do with these two cases. No matter what, our Fentian Army will not allow you to be taken away by outsiders. I can guarantee this."
Li Rong paused.
"But, Xuan'er, you have to remember. Some things, some things, as long as they happen, will definitely leave traces. Many coincidences, if they converge to one point too many times, it is not a coincidence. This is the Nine Military Departments
What another marshal said, I now pass it on to you."
Wei He heard the meaning.
He was silent for a moment.
"Thank you, Master. Disciple understands!"
He already somewhat understood that Li Rong might have guessed something.
But due to other reasons, nothing was really revealed.
In fact, he has basically achieved a lot of his goals in Otsuki.
After eating the thirteen true blood treasures, breaking through the true blood, and getting the follow-up secret book, it was time for him to leave.
After all, Big Moon is not a place to stay for a long time.
It would be best if we could go all the way smoothly and break through to the master level, but right now, it seems that we may not be able to hold on for that long.
"Let's go and check if we have all our luggage." Li Rong sighed.
"yes."
Wei He also felt a little guilty.
But there are some things that cannot be confessed after all. It would be fine if he were an ordinary true martial artist, but his other identity is that he is the Taoist disciple of the Xuanmiao Sect, the highest person under the Grandmaster.
No one can tell what will happen if someone confesses this identity.
After all, if Daozi's identity is used well, there are so many things he can do.
What's more, he is also a disciple of Yuandu Zi, the leader of the Taoist sect.
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two days later
Beizhou·Wuxue Mountain.
On the mountainside of the vast pure white snow mountain.
Two black spots the size of sesame seeds were slowly climbing up the back of the snow-capped mountains.
Compared with the entire huge Wuxue Mountain, if the two black spots are slightly farther away, they will be completely invisible.
The sky was clear, and the faint sunlight poured down, illuminating the entire snow-capped mountains in a faint glow.
Suddenly, above the snow, a snow sheep walked slowly by, lowering its head to nibble on a few grasses protruding from the snowdrift.
The sound of footsteps came from far away.
Snow Sheep raised his head, moved his dexterous pointed ears, and looked in the direction of the sound with his black eyes.
Soon, in its field of vision, two black spots gradually appeared in the snow, which was as white as white paper.
The black spot was very small at first, but then it suddenly accelerated and quickly enlarged. It was a hundred meters away and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
With two soft sounds, the two black spots turned into two men in black, stepping quickly through the snow.
The snow powder splashed by the two of them splashed the snowy sheep's face.
It ran away as if frightened, but as soon as it turned around, the two black spots could no longer be seen.
Two men in black quickly went up the mountain and soon reached the top of the snow-capped mountain. They slowed down and stopped on the side of a cedar.
Both of them were wearing thick black cloaks, and the one in front was a woman, with a beautiful and majestic appearance, dark red eyes, and a faint aura as sharp as a sword.
The person behind him is a strong man with an ordinary appearance, with long black hair shawl, and a burly figure. If you are in a daze, you can easily think of him as a female follower, with a very weak sense of presence.
These two people were Li Rong and Wei He who had come all the way from Baixiang City to the location of the Thirteen True Blood Treasures.
The two masters and apprentices did not bring any followers, but each took their personal belongings and rushed as quickly as possible in order to complete the consumption of the thirteen true blood treasures as quickly as possible.
This is also to avoid late changes.
The secret treasures of resources of the thirteen families, if something happens to one of them, it will be quite troublesome.
Li Rong stood still on the snow, raised her head and squinted her eyes, looking at the highest point of the mountain in the distance.
"The first place I take you to is the top of Wuxue Mountain, the largest mountain range in Beizhou."
She exhaled a breath of hot breath, and the breath dragged out for a full meter before slowly dissipating.
"The rest of the exotic treasures have been concentrated in two places by Da Yue, but here, there are two kinds of exotic treasures that cannot be transferred."
"Is it because of the environment?" Wei He asked curiously. He was also a little curious about the Thirteen True Blood Treasures.
"That's right." Li Rong nodded, "These two rare treasures, one is called Jiu Shang Xin Lian, and the other is called Bai Ru Ye."
She took another long breath.
"They are now concentratedly planted and cultivated in Mingjue Temple here."
"Mingjue Temple is the Mingjue Temple where Prince Jiaye lived in seclusion after he became a monk?" Wei He saw the record in the classics.
In fact, for today's Dayue, the former true warrior only suffered from ringworm and scabies.
Most of Otsuki's strength and energy are concentrated on the internal struggle for power.
There was mutual suspicion and strife between the emperor and the Buddhist sects. On the contrary, the Zhenjin Dao sects, who had moved away from Dayue, were no longer the center of attention of many masters.
"Jiaye, that's a senior from Da Yue or Da Wu. When you see him, don't be rude. In terms of strength, this prince who lives in seclusion here is equally impressive."
"yes."
The two of them rested for a while, then continued to spread out their body skills and rushed towards the highest point of the mountain, a small Buddhist temple.
The Buddhist temple is like a cube with a huge sphere placed on the top.
The entire Buddhist temple is completely black, but most of the surface is covered with thick snow powder.
Snow powder dyed the entire Buddhist temple white, with only a few exposed black walls still visible.
Not long after, Li Rong and Wei He had crossed hundreds of meters and arrived in front of the Buddhist temple at the top.
The Buddhist temple is not big, more than twenty meters long and more than ten meters high. There are about ten steps covered with ice in front of the door.
Crouching on both sides were monster statues carved from stone. The monster was as tall as a man and more than three meters long. It looked like a lion but not a lion, and looked like a tiger but not a tiger.
Li Rong took Wei He and walked to the door of the Buddhist temple. Directly in front of them, on the door plaque, there were three large characters in red on a black background: Mingjue Temple.
"Li Rong from the Fentian Army is here to pay a visit to Master Jingxu." Li Rong shouted loudly.
Fortunately, the weather was good, there was no wind or snow, and there was only warm, pale golden sunshine, evenly covering the surface of the Buddhist temple.
The sound was transmitted without any interference.
squeak
The wooden door slowly opened and opened inwards.
Li Rong took the lead, followed by Wei He, and the two filed into the door.
The first thing you see is a male-female Buddha statue with angry eyes and folded arms, and its body wrapped with streamers and rings.
The Buddha statue is three meters high and is completely black. I don’t know what material it is made of.
On the futon under the Buddha statue, facing away from the door, sits an old monk in black cassocks.
The old monk remained motionless, sitting where he was, as if he was completely unaware of anyone entering.
"President Jingxu, I will bring my disciples here to accept this rare treasure of true blood." Li Rong stopped and said seriously and respectfully.
Even with her status, the person in front of her needs to be treated with courtesy.
After all, you can stay in one place for decades, with nothing around but wind and snow.
This kind of loneliness is just to guard the surrounding strong wind belts, to prevent the real beasts from raging, and to monitor the huge threats that may arise.
Such dedication and will are worthy of respect from everyone.
As for the true blood treasure, it’s just incidental.
The old monk fell silent and waited for a while before slowly turning around.
"Li Rong burned Tianjun's headquarters?"
This is an old man with a face like a dead tree, and many wrinkles like dense cracks.
At a glance, one can't help but wonder whether the wrinkles on his face are wrinkles or wounds.
Li Rong and Wei He quickly saluted respectfully.
Buddhist etiquette is just bowing and clasping hands.
"I remember you." Host Jingxu's eyes were vaguely lost in memories. "Back then, when you were a little girl and I was talking to your master, you were still serving tea and water. I didn't expect that you would take this step now."
Li Rong smiled bitterly. If you really think about it, there is a huge age gap between her generations.
"President, this is the seedling chosen by our Fentian Military Headquarters."
She quickly pushed Wei He out.
Wei He saluted solemnly and took a step forward.
"Junior Wang Xuan, I have seen Jingxu preside over it."
Jingxu glanced at him.
"If you want to take away the exotic treasure, you can, but you need to prove that you are worthy of taking the exotic treasure."
"Value? What does hosting mean?" Wei He was stunned, not expecting such a scene to happen.
"Exotic treasures are formed by the condensation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Naturally, they cannot be handed over so hastily." Jingxu said lightly.
"Then, the host thinks, how should this junior prove it?" Wei He narrowed his eyes and asked.
"It's very simple. There is an ancient bell in the temple that cannot be rung all year round.
Because of its special materials, if you can knock the bell, you can take the two rare blood treasures I have here as soon as possible." Jingxu seemed to have been prepared.
Li Rong and Wei He both felt shocked.
Jingxu didn't take it seriously, stood up, and led the two of them to the back of the Buddha statue. After coming out of the back door, the three of them soon arrived at a courtyard.
The courtyard is small, but there is a huge bronze clock in the middle.
Zhongyue is four meters high and two meters wide. It is carved with many stories about Buddha saving sentient beings and various monks demonstrating their magical powers.
Host Jingxu stood in front of the ancient clock.
"Knock it." He simply patted the ancient clock, then turned and left.
"Whenever the bell rings, I will hand over the first rare treasure to you. If the bell fails, I will be the last one."
Li Rong looked a little ugly, but there was nothing she could do about the things in other people's hands.
He could only look to the side at Wei He.
Wei He took a step forward, put his hand on the ancient clock, touched the material, and then gently tapped it with his fingers.
No sound.
The material of this ancient clock does not seem to be metal, but sounds more like a tough rubber.
With such materials, it is not unusually difficult to ring the bell.
Now that he was here, Wei He patiently settled down and studied how to ring this ancient gelatin bell.
Bang.
He directly hit the ancient bell with his palm, and the sound was heard, but it was not loud enough at all, and it was not considered a bell.
The two of them kept researching until it got dark outside, but still had no clue. So they found a place inside the temple to rest cross-legged.