After the jade plaque faded, Heng Yu inputs spiritual power into the jade plaque again, and at the same time whispers a mental formula to activate the formation on the jade plaque.

After a few breaths, Hengyu sensed a warm current flowing out of the jade plaque and sinking into her body.

When the warm current reached the Dantian, a trace of looseness appeared in her state that she could not break through.

If this warm current exists for a longer time, she will definitely be able to successfully reach the peak of foundation building.

But Heng Yu was not moved.

She stopped inputting spiritual power and looked at the numbers on the jade tablet.

1450.

The admiration value has become lower.

In other words, the warm current just now was transformed from admiration.

No wonder Hehuan Sect claims to be able to use admiration to break through the realm.

Now it seems that there are indeed some meanings.

Heng Yu stared at the jade token, but his face slowly turned cold.

"The Tao follows nature, and the breakthrough of a monk should have been a natural breakthrough. But now, my spiritual power is clearly enough to break through the peak of foundation building, but I still have to rely on the breakthrough of admiration value. Why is this?"

"Did someone put a ban on me?"

Thinking of her inexplicably assassinated, Heng Yu suspected that this admiration value... was probably a means of Hehuan Sect manipulating disciples.

Heng Yu abandoned all distracting thoughts and went into seclusion again, trying to use his own abilities to reach the peak of foundation building.

But a month later, Hengyu still failed to impact.

If Hehuan Sect really wants to manipulate the disciples, the restrictions they set in the disciples' bodies will definitely not be able to be solved by Hengyu at present.

Heng Yu opened his eyes and was not depressed about it.

She stood up from the futon and pushed open the door.

The drizzling rain drifted down from the sky, and Hengyu stood under the eaves and looked at the sycamore tree in the yard.

"I originally wanted to come for vacation, but now it seems that I have to be controlled by others."

There are actually only two ways in front of her now: the first is to make a breakthrough with the help of admiration; the second is to make a breakthrough with her own efforts.

After pondering for a moment, Heng Yu shrugged.

In fact, she has another choice - for example, now she holds an umbrella and goes to the restaurant to have a delicious meal.

Holding a sword and an oil-paper umbrella, Heng Yu walked into the rain curtain and walked out of the door.

When she passed through the ginkgo forest, she turned her head and took a few more glances.

Ginkgo trees are the holy trees of Buddhism, so ginkgo trees can be seen everywhere in this small town, but this is the only place that forms large-scale forests.

The trees are tall and stout, and the leaves have all turned golden, hung on the branches and fell on the ground, and the whole world seems to have been dyed into another color.

Originally, Heng Yu wanted to continue walking forward.

But as soon as she took a step, she saw a monk in a blue shirt holding a plain oil-paper umbrella at the other end of the ginkgo forest slowly passing through the woods.

His movements on the ginkgo leaves were very light, inexplicably, and even his steps were a little pious.

The monk turned his back to her, and Heng Yu couldn't see his appearance clearly.

But while walking, she seemed to see the rosary wrapped around the man's wrist being... black.

***

Walking from the yard where she lives to the largest restaurant in the town, it took a total of a quarter of an hour.

Heng Yu went directly to the second floor. There were not many people ordering tea and eating, so the restaurant was not very lively, with only three tables sitting.

Heng Yu walked to the table by the window and sat down.

After a while, all the pastries and food were served, Heng Yu stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of salted duck meat into his bowl, and slowly started eating.

While she was eating, the people at the table next door were talking loudly.

"Have you heard that something seems to have been eroded by the demonic energy."

"I know that there was a murder last night, right? I heard that the person who died tragically was a scholar who often acted kindly with others. Everyone should be careful when going out in the future."

"A monk from Wuding Sect came to the city. Can he not even stop the tragedy?"

"After being eroded by the demonic energy, as long as you don't deliberately expose yourself, no one will find that he has been eroded by the demonic energy. What's the use of even the eminent monks of Wuding Sect coming?"

People from Wuding Sect came to the town, and a murder occurred last night.

——From their conversation, Heng Yu captured these two key information.

It just so happened that she had almost eaten. Heng Yu paid the bill with the spirit stone, walked to the next table, and asked about the specific location of the murder.

The monk with a national face was at the seventh level of Qi training. He glanced at Heng Yu and didn't see through her cultivation level, so he knew that the other party's realm must be higher than his.

So he bowed and said, "It's right in the north of the city. If you are interested, just ask others directly after you arrive in the north of the city. This incident caused a lot of noise, and the monks of Wuding Sect were also alarmed."

"Thank you for your advice."

After clarifying the specific direction, Heng Yu flew directly to the north of the city with his sword.

After arriving in the north of the city, Hengyu successfully arrived at his destination without asking for directions.

This is a mansion with a plaque hanging on the door with the words "Li Mansion" written on it.

At this time, white banners were hung everywhere in the mansion. The white banners were very new. It was obvious that someone in the mansion had just passed away.

It was drizzling in the sky, and most of the people watching were holding umbrellas or wearing hats.

Heng Yu held the umbrella, and her vision was completely blocked by the people in front of her. She looked around and found that there was an extremely tall sycamore tree opposite the mansion, and directly activated her spiritual power to fly into the sky and stood on the tree.

After she stood up, her vision finally widened. Hengyu saw a coffin parked in front of the Li Mansion, and the person lying inside should be the one who was killed by the evil demon.

A delicate woman kneeled in the rain beside the coffin, slung her head and wiped her tears.

But what really attracted Heng Yu's attention was the young monk standing in the rain.

——He was wearing a blue shirt, white stockings on his feet, and wrapped tightly with a blue cloth belt. His temperament was peaceful and dusty, and there was a touch of cinnabar between his eyebrows. He stood in front of his left hand and fiddled with the string of black Buddhist beads with his right hand.

Perhaps after he finished reciting the Buddhist scriptures of salvation, he slowly opened his closed eyes, as if he had noticed something, turned his head slightly, and looked at Heng Yu through the rain curtain.

His expression was neither sad nor happy, just like the Buddha statue worshipped in the temple looking up at the world.

Full of Buddha nature.

"The Buddha's son has realized it."

Heng Yu smiled and recited his name word by word.

I don’t know how many Buddhists practiced in this world, but only one monk who can have such a style has realized it.

No wonder Mu Huan told her that day that when she saw Wu, she could definitely guess Wu's identity at the first sight.

I realized that I lowered my eyes and continued to recite the sutra of rebirth for the souls of the dead.

After a long time, he put down his standing palm and looked at the woman kneeling beside the coffin: "Female donor, please beg for the change."

The woman lowered her head and wiped her tears. Her voice choked: "Please find the murderer who killed my husband, so that my husband can rest in peace."

Realization seemed to sigh lightly.

He recited the Buddha's name: "I will do my best."

Then, Zhiwu looked at the Buddhist believers who came for him, clasped his hands and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

The gathering believers folded their hands together and bowed to him.

When I waited for enlightenment and looked up at the sycamore tree, there was no one on the tree.

I realized that I walked down the steps and came to a little monk.

The little monk looked at him at about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a young and tender look on his face. He stood in the rain with an umbrella, waiting quietly for enlightenment.

Seeing Ju Wu coming over, the little monk asked, "Senior Brother, do we still have to hold an umbrella?"

Zai Wu said lightly: "Zai Nian, we are already wet by the rain, so there is no need to do this again."

Le Nian nodded obediently and followed the pace of enlightenment: "Senior brother, where are we going to investigate the murderer now?"
Chapter completed!