Ask the Mirror Chapter 229: Qianmou

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As an abbot, Monk Yisin lives in a very strange place. He does not live in the exquisitely decorated courtyard of the temple, but in an independent stone house under the Baoyan Pagoda, the tallest building in the temple. This place is located in the backyard, almost the most remote place in the temple. Every night, the sound of wind chimes on the tower makes it quite quiet.

In this corner, the despair throughout the temple has not yet spread, but even if it is there, the monk doesn't care. He just sat on the cloud bed and muttered scriptures until the wind outside the house changed as expected.

The sound of chanting slowly stopped, and the monk's gaze stayed in the shadow behind the door. After an unknown amount of time, Fang whispered: "Master Zhili came too eagerly."

In the shadow, a soft thing seemed to be stretching and changing, but in the end it did not come out of the shadow. But this thing can speak, with a muddy voice and a gurgling noise, like the sound of stones constantly colliding:

"It's still like this even if it's in a hurry. If it's a little later, will you, the monk, have to sell us all before you're willing to do it?"

"Sir Zhili said something serious. He only comes out during the day, and he comes to find me at night. It is quite disadvantageous for me to hide my identity." Monk Yisin responded slowly, seemingly complaining, but there was absolutely no trace of it. The son's tone fluctuated.

The "Lord Zhili" sneered: "What good will it do me if you hide your identity? No, it should be said this way: What good will you do to me and to the king?"

After a pause, Zhili's voice became deeper: "People like you are the most untrustworthy. Back then, you and that guy wearing a fake moon demon skin met the king and used many sweet words to deceive the king into trusting him. We need to open up a tunnel between the two realms and change the environment of the Sky Rift Valley to become a place suitable for our race.

"The 30,000 demon army given to you by the tribe only took a few days to break in the Sky Rift Valley. Even Master Di Luo died, and even the black magic altar created by the king was injured. Until then, don’t even think about repairing it for another hundred and eighty years! At this time, where are the benefits you promised?”

The monk's square face was still expressionless, and he simply said: "Master Zhili has misunderstood. Frankly speaking, the poor monk met His Majesty the Brahma Demon King and came up with this plan in exchange for his own eldest son, but now the plan has failed. , the art of immortality is still in the hands of the king, and it is further away, what good will this do to the poor monk?

"And there are a few things I don't understand. Before Lord Di Luo broke through the world, he once said that the ghost beast could be easily captured. Why did he die miserably in the end? The 30,000 demon army, the king promised to be the elite, why am I like this? While opening up the tunnel, what came out was a mixture of races and no discipline? Remember, the king left this matter to you, Mr. Diluo and Mr. Zhili. As a result, the poor monk also wants to know!"

There was silence in the shadow for a long time, but his tone softened a little: "The situation is urgent, and the war is still going on in this realm, so the deployment is unavoidable in a hurry. As for Master Diluo, who would have thought that the ghost beast could attract Rakshasa at the end of its powerful crossbow... ...Ahem, that person is looking down, and his success will be defeated. If he makes a mistake, he will lose everything. It is really annoying!"

Zhili gave in first, and the monk stopped being aggressive. He only said: "It is really annoying that the plan cannot be completed for the time being, but for thousands of years, the king has been among the top kings of the Blood Prison and Ghost Mansion. He is worthy of being compared with others in heaven and on earth. Compared to him, there are very few others. He has far-sighted vision and makes his own decisions on everything. Master Zhili should not be too anxious... Today, the master was personally involved in danger and was besieged. Fortunately, he was able to escape, but now his vitality has been damaged. , it needs to be taken care of carefully.”

"Hey, although I am not used to the environment of this world and my cultivation has been severely damaged, that woman's cultivation and magic weapon are both unique. If I lose, I will lose, and you don't have to excuse me."

The monk smiled slightly and said: "Tomorrow, the temple will encounter a big change. I can't protect myself, and I may not be able to protect you. Now I only have advance preparations - I have made arrangements for the Baoyan Pagoda next to it. How about you and I go together?”

Zhili chuckled and agreed.

At that moment, Monk Yisin stood up and pushed out the door. The demon in the shadow didn't need him to worry about, it had moved its position long ago without making any sound. At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, it was just that the monk went to the pagoda to relax after sitting for a long time and could not think of anywhere else to go.

When you enter the pagoda, there is a long-lasting lamp inside, which reflects the luxurious and solemn appearance of the Buddha statue inside. The monk slowly climbed up the steps. After climbing two floors, he suddenly said: "Master Zhili, does he know who took action today?"

"That woman?"

In the shadows, the demon's words were filled with coldness: "Who is she?"

"This woman's name is He Qing. She is a talented person from the Lichen Sect who has only emerged in the past few decades. Her behavior is not high-profile, and you may have never heard of it. However, your Taoist companion may be familiar to you. Decades ago, There was a battle between the two realms in the Sky Rift Valley. In order to return to the alchemy cultivation level, he controlled a passing water sword and killed Hengshan, who was once as famous as Master Di Luo..."

"Oh? I have some impression of this. From that time on, Di Luo escaped into the Blood Hell Ghost Mansion and took refuge with the king. What is that man's name, Yu...Yu Zhou?"

Hundreds of years ago, Zhili was a well-established middle-level person under the throne of the Great Brahma Demon King. It is rare to remember the name of a relatively ordinary human monk. What he is more concerned about is the woman who brought him back to life: "He Qing, He Qing..."

After repeating it dozens of times, he confirmed that he had written down this name, which was very difficult to pronounce for him. The resentment in his heart was boiling like oil and could not be relieved for a while.

At this time, Monk Isin had reached the fourth floor and stopped. Pointing to the floor in front of the Buddhist altar on this floor, he said: "There is a secret compartment here. The entrance is here. After entering, it is moved to the wall of the tower and sealed. There is a magic weapon in its original position, which is confusing to people's ears and eyes. As long as it is hidden in it, , it’s not difficult to hide it from other people’s eyes and ears.”

It must be said that the monk's preparation was very good, and this mechanism was designed to be extremely effective. But Zhili ignored this and said coldly: "There is someone upstairs, who?"

Monk Yixin raised his eyes, shook his head and said, "It's my unworthy disciple."

"Does he know about you?"

"I know a little bit...but don't worry, it will be fine after tonight."

The monk explained for Zhili: "This person is still my senior disciple, but he is cunning and rebellious, and he is not of the same mind as me. In the past few years, I was able to control him, but recently, he and Li Chen Yu Ci'er, the sect's son, walked very close and his mind was unstable. When the temple was robbed, he thought about clinging to new branches and was caught by my envoys. Now he is locked on the fifth floor. He must find a way to disappear. OK."

"This way..."

Zhili thought about it for a long time in the shadows, and suddenly laughed: "You said he is close to the monks of Lichen Sect? I have a method here that can not only solve the problem once and for all, but also help you escape. I don't know. Are you willing?

"Oh, sir, please speak."

Zhili smiled: "No hurry, no rush, let's go to the fifth floor."

There was no sound as he spoke. Monk Isin's brows moved and he climbed up to another level without haste. When they climbed the last step, they saw a gray-robed monk among them, with his head lowered and sitting cross-legged on the ground, completely silent. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that he had been restrained and fell into a coma.

"Is this your disciple?"

"It is the bad disciples who prove strictness."

"No wonder you still tolerate such a disobedient junior until now. Tsk, he is actually a good person. His cultivation level is only a layer of paper away from the realm of returning elixirs to your monks!"

Zhili clicked his tongue and said: "It is a pity to kill this apprentice. How about giving it to me?"

"Oh?"

"It is rare to see a flesh fetus with such qualifications. Today I was severely injured by Na He Qing, and only half of my body is left here. I have almost no power to protect myself, and recovery on my own is also far away. If you are willing, Just give me your disciple's physical body, and after my avatar is attached to it, and my soul is transferred to it, I will walk in the world as your disciple, and even the limitations of the vitality of heaven and earth in this world can be reduced by half. Wouldn't it be wonderful? ! ”

Monk Yixin frowned slightly: "If this is the case, it will be risky to deal with the Lichen Sect..."

But Zhili feels more and more that this is feasible: "The aura of the clone is weak. After taking the body, it is even more obscured by the vitality of the flesh and fetus. How could you find it? Aren't you going to pass tomorrow? What if you, the disciple, really have something to do with the Lichen Sect? Thanks to his identity, I can always help you in the dark!"

As he spoke, something poked its head out of the shadows at the edge, heading towards the unconscious monk Cheng Yen.

Zhi Li originally looked down on Monk Isin. After saying so much, he was already making an exception, so how could he really care about what Isin thought? Having said that he was about to take action, Monk Isin remained silent, as if he acquiesced.

Just as it should be...

Zhili sneered and stretched out more of his body. He originally belonged to the "Latuo" clan, which in demon language means "change". In the Blood Hell Ghost Mansion, his clan was also extremely special. Although its body is full of flesh and bones, it can be softened like mud when necessary and transformed into almost any desired shape. During the battle, unless the soul suffers devastating damage or is shattered to ashes, a glimmer of hope can still be preserved. He relied on this talent to escape from Fa Tian's prison.

Now, he wants to push his transformation to the extreme and penetrate into the body of the tall and thin monk in front of him.

Seeing that the front was in contact, Zhili suddenly felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to adjust, Monk Yisin behind him whispered a Buddha's name: "Thank you, Lord Zhili!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light shone on Zhili, who had completely revealed his body. With a brush in the air, Zhili didn't even make a sound, and disappeared without a trace.

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