Chang Wu's dunk came suddenly.

The cultivation levels of Luo Qing and Chang Wu were completely different. If he wanted to escape, it would be too late.

Luo Qing was so frightened that his heart was in his throat.

"Amitabha, with the blessing of Bodhisattva, be sure not to discover any clues."

Luo Qing cried out in his heart.

How could he forget such an important thing? Bagua Tianmen is good at a soul searching method, which is used to identify people's true words.

He pretended to be calm, but what he told was a big lie.

As long as the soul searches for it, all the truth will be shaken. If Ye Lingyue cannot complete his mission and will be discovered by Tianmen, he will no longer be a human being inside and outside.

Luo Qing thought to himself, but saw a strong suction coming into his mouth, nose, and eyes. His temples were suddenly sunken in, and his face seemed to be deformed, twisting up and down, left and right.

Luo Qing's mind was forcibly searched by Chang Wu.

"This Chang Wu is quite capable."

In the inn, Ye Lingyue, who had spied all this through the puppet talisman, was sitting cross-legged in Hongmengtian.

When she felt this scene, her beautiful eyebrows raised.

"However, you will be in the first grade and I will be in the fifteenth grade. I want to see who is stronger."

Ye Lingyue's red lips curled up, with a look of understanding on her face.

Soul Search is originally a mental attack technique. It seems that Chang Wu is not very proficient in it. It should be Master Zhu from the Bagua Tianmen who is proficient in it.

Although Chang Wu is not proficient, he should be more than enough to deal with a warrior like Luo Qing.

Unfortunately, the opponent he met was Ye Lingyue, the number one indigenous spiritual master in the human world.

Luo Qing only knew that Ye Lingyue gave him a puppet charm.

This puppet talisman is indeed harmless to Luo Qing.

But this puppet talisman still has a touch of Ye Lingyue's spiritual consciousness. As soon as the puppet talisman entered Luo Qing's body, that touch of spiritual consciousness also penetrated into Luo Qing's mind.

When he realized Chang Wu's actions, that flash of spiritual thought modified Luo Qing's memory in an instant.

As soon as Chang Wu searched, what he saw was a scene of wine pond and meat forest in Piaoxiang Courtyard.

Luo Qing was happy to be in the beauty village and couldn't miss Shu.

"It seems like he didn't lie."

Chang Wu looked disgusted and withdrew his consciousness. All his brothers were dead, but this boy was still wallowing in a pile of women.

Luo Qing also had a look of disbelief on his face. Just now, when Chang Wu was searching his consciousness, a picture of himself drunk and lying on a beauty's bed appeared in his mind.

The scene was so real that even Luo Qing himself thought he was in Piaoxiang Pavilion those days.

But Luo Qing also remembered very clearly that he was obviously imprisoned in Hongmeng Tian by Ye Lingyue.

That Ye Lingyue was so powerful, she replaced his memory in a blink of an eye. No wonder, she said he could make her soul fly away.

After Luo Qing experienced such an experience, he was even more in awe of Ye Lingyue.

The body search was over, and no one found the flute or the puppet talisman that Luo Qing swallowed.

"Deputy Sect Master, Sansheng Valley has a trilogy of past, future and present. Rumor has it that people can recall the past and see the present and future. I think it might be helpful to Emperor Xia's madness, so why not let this kid take it with him?

Can you go in and try the flute?"

When Manager Song saw that Luo Qing was indeed not lying, he dispelled his doubts.

"Go in."

Chang Wu didn't pay much attention to a small person like Luo Qing. It was the female alchemist brought by Bai Wei who made Chang Wu pay more attention.

Seeing that there was no danger, Luo Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and wanted to go in.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a deep groan.

"The donor in front of me, please stay."

Luo Qing was startled, and when he looked back, he saw two muscular bearded bald donkeys walking over not far behind him.

These two great monks were dressed in crimson cassocks. One of them held a copper bowl in his hand, and the other held a scepter.

In the human world, monks with some reputation are nothing more than...

"A monk from Nanwu Mountain?"

Luo Qing was startled, and his heartbeat, which had just calmed down for a while, started to beat rapidly again.

Could it be that Deputy Sect Master Chang didn't see the reason, but these great monks saw something?

Luo Qing cried out in agony.

"Calm down."

Luo Qing's mouth closed and he couldn't say a word.

The two monks came towards Luo Qing, but their eyes glanced past Luo Qing and looked at Zeng Xiaoyu and Bai Wei in front of them.

"Two masters, please stay."

Chang Wu was a little surprised when he saw the two people from Nanwu Mountain.

Unexpectedly, people from Nanwushan would also come to participate in this face-to-face consultation.

Nanwu Mountain ignores world affairs, and because there are countless connections between Nanwu Mountain and the Buddhist sect, it is an existence above thirty-three days, so even after Qin Xiaochuan took control of the human world through Gu Yuehai,

, the only one who dared not move was Nan Wushan.

Qin Xiaochuan only made a symbolic trip to Nanwu Mountain. Nanwu Mountain expressed his willingness to accept Guyuehai's leadership, but would not participate in Guyuehai's specific actions.

Qin Xiaochuan left after reaching a superficial cooperation agreement with him.

"Deputy sect master, I have something to say to the little benefactor."

The old monk who spoke was the one holding the scepter. When he saw his hands clasped together, he saluted Chang Wu.

"Even if the master has something to say, he should know that even if a Buddhist enters the mortal world, he must abide by the rules of the secular world. Magical instruments cannot be brought into the palace."

Chang Wu said in a deep voice.

"Master Nan Fourteen is the acting head of Nan Wushan. Moreover, the last time I met with Emperor Xia, Emperor Xia allowed the master to bring magical weapons inside."

Behind the old monk, the monk said dissatisfied.

In Nanwu Mountain, the "Nan" generation is the highest generation, and it is generally a title that can only be held by the heads of the past dynasties.

Each generation of head masters is named by a number, so in total, Monk Nan Jiu is five generations older than Nan Shishi.

However, Monk Nan Jiu is much younger than Nan Shishi.

"Emperor Xia is Emperor Xia, and Tianmen is Tianmen. Master, please forgive me."

Chang Wu faced the other party's questioning, but he didn't care at all.

Today's Emperor Xia, apart from his identity, does not have much effect.

Monk Nan Shisi smiled and left his scepter, and the middle-aged monk could only put down his copper bowl.

Chang Wu nodded as a salute.

Ahead, Zeng Xiaoyu heard the noise and turned around.

When Xiao Yu saw the bare heads of the monks, she subconsciously frowned.

Because of his master Ye Lingyue, Xiaoyu didn't have a good impression of the Buddhist sect and his ilk.

Just because she knew that the master's mother was forcibly taken away by people from the Buddhist sect.

"How many masters are there?"

Zeng Xiaoyu had not spoken before, but this time she spoke, her voice was very cold, with a calmness that was inconsistent with her age.

It was a bit strange for a highly enlightened monk to suddenly stop a young girl.
Chapter completed!