The masks were restless on the wall, dangling here and there, peeking at Su Yun. When Su Yun wasn't paying attention, a mask would come down from the wall and turn into a human form.
These masked monsters are like nightmares in dreams. Different masks have different magical powers and personalities, and they often catch Su Yun off guard.
Each of them had special skills, which made Su Yun confused, but gradually, he began to learn more fighting skills from these weirdos.
Time passed little by little, and Su Yun experienced hundreds of battles, but still could not find the end of the Saint's Residence.
He felt a little uneasy in his heart: "This is the spiritual world of Saint Xue. My spirit can sustain it for such a long time, but my body cannot sustain it for such a long time!"
He is still extremely calm. The yellow bell not only keeps time, he can also use the yellow bell to remember the path he has taken.
He has passed through more than a hundred saint's residences. Although each saint's residence looks exactly the same, he can still see subtle differences.
This is because there is only one master in each saint, only one Xue Qingfu wearing a mask, and no other mask can become Xue Qingfu.
"A person's energy is limited and it is impossible to learn too many magical powers. The mask in the center of the saint represents a character and a magical power of Xue Qingfu. His magical powers cannot be endless, and there will definitely be a time when I will defeat him!"
As long as there is an end to the maze, he can get out!
The real saint's residence, in front of the Water Pavilion, Su Yun sat opposite Xue Qing's house, still holding the teacup in his hand.
Xue Qingfu looked at the book monster Yingying with a smile on his face: "Yingying, do you still remember me?"
Yingying flapped her wings made of paper and flew around Su Yun, saying: "Of course I remember that you are Xue Taichang, Emperor Xue, Qiu Taichang, and you were responsible for managing Tiandaoyuan before Qu Taichang. You combined Su Shizi's spirit and
Where did the spirit world go?"
"I spliced his spiritual world with my spiritual world, so you will fall out of his spiritual world."
Xue Qingfu looked at her with a smile on his face and said, "Aren't you always staying in the Wenyuan Pavilion of Tiandaoyuan? Why did you run out?"
Yingying flew to Su Yun, stretched out her hands, opened Su Yun's eyes with difficulty, looked inside, and said: "Su Shizi abducted me. He said he had a book at home that I had never read.
book, I followed him out."
Xue Qingfu laughed and said: "You are just too naive. Yingying, do you still remember your previous life?"
Yingying thought for a while and said: "I loved reading when I was alive, and after I died, I became attached to books. Xue Taichang, if you move him to your own spiritual world for too long, will something happen?"
Xue Qingfu said with a smile: "How could something happen? His cultivation level is not bad among the spiritual masters in Yunling realm. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, he can persist for more than ten days. I trapped him for more than ten days.
It’s better than him fighting people outside thousands of times!”
He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Qiu Shuijing first taught my disciples how to express goodwill. If I don't return this favor, am I still worthy of being called a saint?"
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, he took a step forward and picked up a rope from behind Su Yun.
Yingying's heart tightened and she quickly said: "It belongs to Su Shizi, it fell out of his spiritual world!"
Xue Qingfu picked up the fairy rope, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Although it is a great treasure, I will not covet it. This rope has hanged a saint. This is Cen Sheng's
thing……"
He looked at Su Yun, walked around Su Yun for two steps, then looked sideways at Su Yun, and wondered: "How come Cen Sheng's things are on his body? There are too many treasures on his body...
…”
He picked up a Tiandao Ling, a Wenchang Ling, and a wooden box.
Yingying's heart tightened, and she saw Xue Qing's house groping around, obviously there was no wooden box, so she put these treasures next to Su Yun and said with a smile: "Su Shizi is really lucky, so many masters value him. This box is
Was it left to him by Heavenly Master Lou Ban? Lou Ban can be canonized, but it’s a pity that the emperor can’t. Yingying, do you know why he wants to challenge me?”
Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I heard that Qiu Taichang wanted to accept him as a disciple, and as a condition, he must defeat Di Ping."
Xue Qingfu's face changed slightly, and he lost his voice and said: "Victory over Di Ping? Does he know who Di Ping is? How dare he make such big statements!"
Yingying complained: "Keep your voice down! I have been observing for a few days and found that he really doesn't know who Di Ping is! He doesn't know who Di Ping is, but he knows that Di Ping is very strong and may surpass you and me in the same realm.
Qiu Taichang, so I plan to challenge you first."
Xue Qingfu was stunned and suddenly laughed: "I understand, I understand!"
He sat down again and reached for the tea, but the cup was already empty.
Yingying grabbed the teapot and flew up, poured tea for him, and said: "What did Xue Taichang understand?"
"I understand what Qiu Shuijing did."
Xue Qingfu picked up the tea cup, put it to his lips, sniffed it, and said leisurely: "Qiu Shuijing is worthy of the nickname Qiu Old Fox. His purpose is to let Su Shizi defeat Di Ping. When Di Ping loses, he knows that he has perfected the great unification."
Kung Fu. Guess what is the first thing Di Ping will do after he knows he has perfected the Great Unification Kung Fu?"
Yingying shook her head in confusion.
"The first thing Di Ping has to do is to recall Qiu Shuijing to the Eastern Capital, give him a high official position, and leave him in the Eastern Capital to study the method of immortality for himself!"
Xue Qingfu drank tea and said with a smile: "Qiu Shuijing was attacked by the civil and military ministers in the court because of his political opinions, and was thrown into the rivers and lakes, but how could he give up easily? He wanted to go back, and he wanted the emperor to bow his head to admit his mistake and ask him
Go back! His political views will no longer be hindered! What a pity..."
Yingying was dumbfounded when she heard this. She had no idea that there were so many paths in it and asked, "What's the pity?"
Xue Qingfu put down the tea cup and said calmly: "It's a pity that Your Majesty doesn't ask about the common people and immortality. Qiu Shuijing is a capable man, but after the emperor has been in power, his passion and blood are still useless."
He took a long breath and said: "However, it is indeed a good idea to use the method of immortality to seduce the emperor. It will only hurt Zuo Pushe and me."
He slammed the table and said with a sneer: "The day when Su Shizi defeated Di Ping, it was a good day for Qiu Shuijing and Qiu Taichang to return to the Eastern Capital, resume his official position, and even get a promotion! As for the chaos in the seven great families, what does he, Qiu Taichang, have to do with it?"
"
Yingying didn't dare to speak.
"It's easy to keep him."
Xue Qingfu looked out the window and whispered: "As long as Su Shizi cannot defeat Di Ping..."
Yingying looked up at him and said quickly: "You are a saint, you can't mess around!"
Xue Qingfu's eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse: "Ying, although I have the title of saint, this saint is always fake. The real saint was conferred by the emperor. I also need a huge contribution to let the emperor
They had to call me back to the Eastern Capital, and they had to make me a saint..."
Yingying was startled, and thought to herself: "He called me Ying, not Yingying."
"However, you are right. I really cannot interfere with Su Shizi. Qiu Shuijing and I are competing fairly. He and I both have a plan to return to the Eastern Capital. If I ruin his plan, he will also ruin my plan. So does he.
A person who is expected to become a saint, since he is a fellow Taoist..."
Xue Qingfu smiled slightly and said: "I will give you this opportunity."
He said silently in his heart: "The real me is hidden in my spiritual world, Su Shizi. If you can find the real me, the me without the mask. No matter whether you can defeat me or not, you will make great progress!"
Time passed little by little, and it came to night before he knew it. Su Yun still hadn't woken up. The servant came up to light the green lantern. Xue Shengren waved his hand and said, "If the guest doesn't want to eat, please bring me the new book I wrote."
The servant said yes and took out a book. Xue Qingfu pushed it in front of Yingying and said, "I'm afraid you're hungry, so let's eat some books to cushion your stomach. Su Shizi won't be out for a few days."
In the Wenchang Academy of Sakya Yuan, suddenly there was a loud bang in a hall, the hall shook violently, and a terrifying sound came from inside, as if some monster was hitting the hall.
The monks put on their robes and came out to watch. They saw dragons roaring and horses roaring in the hall, and the roars continued, as if real dragons and divine horses were fighting in the hall.
Monk Tu Ming pushed aside the monks, pushed forward, and asked, "What's going on in this hall?"
A monk said: "Senior brother, someone sent a stone-carved horse to the academy today. It was said that Su Shizi ordered someone to send it to the academy. Zuopushe asked Zuopushe to help look after it. Zuopushe was unavailable, so he threw it to our Sakyamuni.
They came to the yard and said that the horse needs to find a sturdy place to keep it and tie it up."
When Monk Tu Ming heard the noise in the hall, his face changed slightly, and he lost his voice and said: "It's probably the mausoleum beast from Tianshiyuan! God damn it, how could this thing be locked up in the Jialan Palace? This alarmed the Venerable Jialan, the Venerable
If it comes, it will kill that horse!"
He hurriedly opened the door of the palace and rushed in. He saw a monster covered in dragon scales, with the head of a horse, the body of a dragon, and the tail of a dragon. Its sharp claws clasped the head of the golden sculpture of Lord Jialan, pushed the golden body down, stepped on it, and swore
Fire spewed out of his nose, filled with murderous intent.
Monk Tu Ming was shocked: "Why didn't the Venerable come..."
He knew something was wrong and was about to run away when suddenly the dragon rushed forward. Monk Tu Ming was about to resist, but the dragon grabbed his head with a claw and stepped on the ground. He quickly shouted to other monks: "Go and ask for a servant."
Shoot! Close the door, close the door, don’t let it escape!”
The monks hurriedly closed the door.
Long Xiang hissed angrily, threw Tu Ming aside with a wave of his claws, rushed to the door, and peeked out through the crack in the door.
Monk Tu Ming bumped into the golden statue of Jialan Venerable, his eyes widened and he stuck out his tongue, pretending to be dead, but he saw the statue of Jialan Venerable blinking his eyes suddenly.
Tu Ming was startled and almost screamed.
The golden statue quickly blocked his mouth with a finger thicker than Tu Ming's head. Tu Ming struggled to push the finger away and said in a low voice: "Venerable Sir, our Sakyamuni Temple is your dojo.
I thought you didn’t know about this, but I didn’t expect you to have arrived a long time ago! You have been bullied to death by this tomb beast, and you still don’t dare to fight back?”
"Can't beat it."
The golden statue of Lord Jialan cried bitterly: "And he didn't dare to fight back! This beast is the mount of the owner of Dongling. A few days ago, the owner of Dongling said that his dragon was lost, but he didn't expect it to be hidden here.
.I beat his horse, why didn’t he demolish my temple?”
As if hearing the sound, Long Xiang suddenly turned his head and stared at them fiercely.
Tu Ming and the golden statue hurriedly pretended to be dead. Tu Ming looked ferocious and stuck out his tongue, but when he saw the golden statue also stuck out his tongue, he thought to himself: "You are a statue, why are you pretending to be so... Pu She
,Pushe, come and help..."
Long Xiang came over fiercely, sniffed around the two of them, found nothing, and then turned around.
Tu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Long Xiang sat down on the golden statue. His two horse legs were raised up and placed on his body. The two front horse legs were put back on the neck and belly of the golden statue, shaking.
He shook his legs.
Tu Ming groaned secretly, but saw Long Xiangma pouting his mouth and whistling leisurely.
"Pushe is not at home!"
The voices of the monks outside came and shouted: "Brother, Taoist Xianyun said that Pu She ran to supervise Saint Xue and protect Shizi Su. The Taoist said, please bear with it until dawn and then pass."
the next day.
The monks opened the Jialan Hall and struggled to pull Tu Ming out of the petrified dragon's claws. Tu Ming felt sore all over and said angrily: "Send this horse to the Emperor's Hall! We at Sakyamuni cannot afford to serve it!"
"
Seven days later, Yingying read all the books in Xue Qing's house, but Su Yun still had not left the spiritual world of Xue Qing's house.
Several maids were worried that Su Yun would be injured if he was hungry for too long, so they made soup and fed it to him.
Yingying was worried and walked back and forth on the tea table. Xue Qingfu had not eaten or drank and closed her eyes to rest. Yingying couldn't help but fly up, came to him, opened one of his eyelids, and asked
: "Where has Su Shizi gone?"
Xue Qingfu smiled and said: "He has reached the edge of my spiritual world and is about to come out..."
Just as he said this, his face suddenly changed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "He walked back again!"
In the spiritual world of Xue Qingfu, Su Yun has walked through more than 800 saints' residences, fought with more than 800 Xue Qingfu wearing different masks, and learned more than 800 different magical powers!
He pushed open the last door, and outside was his spiritual world. However, Su Yun closed the door, turned around and walked back.
"The number of masks hanging in the middle of these saints is fixed. There are 1,068 kinds of masks. I am still missing some. And..."
He closed his eyes, walked leisurely in the maze-like Saint Center, and whispered: "The real Xue Qingfu is hidden in this Saint Center. Only by fighting against him will the trip be considered worthwhile!"
"What a courage!"
Xue Qingfu sighed in admiration and said to Yingying: "He went to find my spiritual body!"