The masks on the wall were restless, swaying here and there, stealing glances at Su Yun. When Su Yun was not 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 different personalities, and they often kill Su Yun by surprise.
Each of them had unique skills, which made Su Yun overwhelmed, but gradually, he began to learn more fighting skills from these weirdos.
Time passed little by little, 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 Saint Xue's spiritual world. My soul can hold on for such a long time, but my body can't hold on for such a long time!"
He remained extremely calm. The yellow bell not only told him time, he could also use it to remember the path he had taken.
He has passed through more than a hundred saint's houses. Although each saint's house looks exactly the same, he can still see subtle differences.
This is because each Saint's Residence has only one owner, only one Xue Qingfu wearing a mask, and other masks cannot become Xue Qingfu.
"A person's energy is limited, and it is impossible for him to learn too many magical powers. The saint's mask in the middle represents Xue Qingfu's personality and magical power. His magical powers cannot be endless, and there will definitely be a time when I will defeat them all!"
As long as the maze has an end, he can get out!
In the real saint's residence, in front of the waterside hall, Su Yun sat opposite Xue Qingfu, still holding the teacup.
Xue Qingfu looked at Shuguai Yingying with a smile on his face: "Yingying, do you still remember me?"
Yingying flapped her paper wings and flew around Su Yun, saying, "Of course I remember. You are Xue Taichang, Xue Dishi. Before Qiu Taichang and Qu Taichang, you were in charge of Tiandaoyuan. Where did you take Su Shizi's soul and spirit world?"
"I spliced his spirit world with my spirit world, so you will fall out of his spirit world."
Xue Qingfu looked at her with a smile on his face and said, "Haven't you been staying in the Wenyuan Pavilion of Tiandao Academy? Why did you run out?"
Yingying flew to Su Yun, stretched out her hands, struggled to open Su Yun's eyes, looked inside, and said, "Mr. Su kidnapped me. He said he had a book in his house that I had never read, so 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 moment and said, "I loved reading when I was alive. After I died, I became attached to books. Xue Taichang, you moved him to your spiritual world for too long. Will something go wrong?"
Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "How could anything go wrong? His cultivation is not bad among the spiritualists in the Soul Condensation Realm. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, he can last for ten days. I trapped him for ten days, which is better than him fighting with others thousands of times outside!"
He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Qiu Shuijing taught my disciples first to show kindness. If I don't return this favor, am I still worthy of being called a saint?"
Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he took a step forward and picked up a rope from behind Su Yun.
Yingying's heart tightened, and she quickly said, "It belonged to Su Shizi, and fell out from his spiritual world!"
Xue Qingfu picked up the immortal rope, his eyes flashing, and said with a smile: "Although it is an incredible treasure, I am not greedy for it. This rope once hanged a saint. This is something that belonged to Cen Sheng..."
He looked at Su Yun, walked around Su Yun for a few steps, and then looked sideways at Su Yun, wondering: "How could Cen Sheng's things be on him? He has too many treasures on him..."
He picked up a Tiandao Order, a Wenchang Order, and a wooden box.
Yingying's heart tightened. She saw Xue Qingfu groping around and obviously didn't find the wooden box, so he placed these treasures next to Su Yun and said with a smile: "Master Su is really lucky. So many masters value him. This box was left to him by Tianshi Louban, right? Louban can be canonized, but it's a pity that the emperor didn't. Yingying, do you know why he challenged me?"
Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I heard from him 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 said in a lost voice: "Defeat Di Ping? Does he know who Di Ping is? How dare he say such a big thing!"
Yingying complained, "Keep your voice down! I've observed him 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 Qiu Taichang at the same level, so he plans to challenge you first."
Xue Qingfu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "I understand, I understand!"
He sat down again, reached out for the tea, but the cup was empty.
Yingying flew up with the teapot in her hand, poured tea for him, and asked, "What did Xue Taichang understand?"
"I understand what Qiu Shuijing did."
Xue Qingfu picked up the teacup, put it to his lips and sniffed it, then said leisurely, "Qiu Shuijing deserves the nickname Qiu Old Fox. His goal is to let Su Shizi defeat Di Ping. If Di Ping loses, he will know that he has perfected the Great Unification Method. Guess what is the first thing Di Ping will do after he knows that he has perfected the Great Unification Method?"
Yingying shook her head in confusion.
"The first thing Emperor Ping has to do is to call Qiu Shuijing back to the East Capital, appoint him to a high position, and keep him in the East Capital to study the method of immortality for him!"
Xue Qingfu drank tea and smiled, "Qiu Shuijing was attacked by the civil and military officials in the court because of his political views, and was exiled to the martial arts world, but how could he easily admit defeat? He wants to go back, and he wants the emperor to bow his head and admit his mistakes to him, and ask him to go back! There will be no more obstacles to his political views! Unfortunately..."
Yingying was dumbfounded, having no idea there were so many paths here, and asked, "What a pity?"
Xue Qingfu put down the teacup and said calmly, "It's a pity that Your Majesty doesn't care about the people but about immortality. Qiu Shuijing is a capable person, but as long as the emperor is in power, his passion will have no place to be used."
He let out a long breath and said, "However, using the method of immortality to seduce the emperor is indeed a good idea. But it will cause great harm to me and Zuo Pushe."
He slammed the table and sneered, "The day when Su Shizi defeats Di Ping will be the day for Qiu Shuijing, Qiu Taichang, to return to the Eastern Capital, be reinstated, or even promoted! As for the chaos of the seven great families, what does Qiu Taichang have to do with it?"
Yingying didn't dare to speak.
"It's easy for him to stay."
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 do this!"
Xue Qingfu's eyes were deep, and his voice was a little hoarse and vicissitudes: "Ying, although I have the title of a saint, this saint is always fake. The real saint is conferred by the emperor. I also need a great merit to force the emperor to summon me back to Dongdu and confer me the title of a saint..."
Yingying was stunned and thought to herself, "He calls me Ying, not Yingying."
"However, you are right. I really cannot interfere with Mr. Su. Qiu Shuijing and I compete fairly. Both of us have plans to return to the Eastern Capital. If I ruin his plan, he will also ruin my plan. He is also a person who has the potential to become a saint. Since he is a fellow Taoist..."
Xue Qingfu smiled slightly and said, "I'll 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. Whether you can defeat me or not, you will make great progress!"
Time passed by little by little, and it was night before he knew it. Su Yun still hadn't woken up. The servant came up to light the green lamp, and Saint Xue waved his hand and said, "The guest doesn't want to eat the food, so bring me the new book I wrote."
The servant said yes and brought a book. Xue Qingfu pushed it in front of Yingying and said, "I'm afraid you're hungry, so eat some books first. Mr. Su won't be out for a few days."
In the Sakya Court of the Wenchang Academy, there was a sudden loud bang coming from a hall. The hall shook violently and horrible noises came from inside, as if some monster was hitting the hall.
The monks came out in their robes to watch, and saw the roars of dragons and the neighing of horses in the hall, as well as the neighing and roaring sounds, as if there were real dragons and divine horses fighting in the hall.
Monk Tu Ming pushed aside the other monks, squeezed forward, and asked, "What's going on in this hall?"
A monk said, "Brother, someone sent a stone-carved horse to the academy today. It was said that Su Shi ordered someone to send it to the academy and asked Zuo Pushe to help look after it. Zuo Pushe was not available, so he threw it to our Sakya Courtyard and said that the horse should be locked up in a sturdy place and tied up."
Monk Tu Ming heard the noise in the hall, his face changed slightly, and he said in a lost voice: "It's most likely the mausoleum beast from Tianshiyuan! Damn it, how can this thing be locked up in the Jialan Hall? If it alarms Venerable Jialan, he will come and beat the horse to death!"
He hurriedly opened the door of the temple and rushed in, only to see a monster with dragon scales all over its body, a horse head, a dragon body and a horse tail. It had its sharp claws grabbing the head of the golden statue of Venerable Jialan, pushed the statue down and stepped on it, with fire spewing from its mouth and nose, and was 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, but suddenly the dragon rushed to him. Monk Tu Ming was about to resist, but the dragon grabbed his head with one claw and stepped on the ground. He shouted to the other monks, "Go and get the servant! Close the door, close the door, don't let it get out!"
The monks hurriedly closed the door.
Longxiong roared angrily, waved his claws and threw Tu Ming aside, rushed to the door, and peeked out through the crack.
Monk Tu Ming bumped into the golden statue of Venerable Jialan, opened his eyes wide and stuck out his tongue, pretending to be dead, but he saw that the statue of Venerable Jialan suddenly blinked.
Tu Ming was startled and almost screamed.
The golden statue quickly blocked Tu Ming's mouth with a finger thicker than his head. Tu Ming pushed the finger away with great effort and said in a low voice: "Venerable, our Shakya Temple is your dojo. I thought you didn't know about this, but I didn't expect you to come here so early! You were bullied by this mausoleum beast, and you don't dare to fight back?"
"I can't beat him."
The golden statue of the Venerable Jia Lan cried out in pain, "And he didn't dare to fight back! This beast is the mount of the Master of Dong Ling. A few days ago, the Master of Dong Ling said that his Longxiong had gotten lost. I didn't expect it to be hidden here. If I hit his horse, won't he demolish my temple?"
The dragon seemed to have heard a sound. It turned its head suddenly and stared at them fiercely.
Tu Ming and the golden statue quickly pretended to be dead. Tu Ming's face was hideous, and his tongue was sticking out. But he saw that the golden statue also stuck out its tongue. He thought to himself: "You are a statue, why are you pretending to be so real... Pushe, Pushe, come and save me..."
The dragon came over fiercely, sniffed around the two of them, and when it didn't smell anything, it turned away.
Tu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Longxiang sat down on the golden statue, raised its two legs and placed them on his body. Its two front legs were placed on the neck and belly of the golden statue and it swung its legs crosswise.
Tu Ming secretly groaned, but saw the dragon horse pouting its mouth and whistling leisurely.
"The Prime Minister is not at home!"
The voices of the monks outside came, shouting, "Brother, Taoist Xianyun said that the Minister of Justice ran away to supervise Saint Xue and protect Scholar Su. The Taoist said, just be patient, and it will be over when daybreak comes."
the next day.
The monks opened the Jialan Hall and struggled to pull Tu Ming out from the petrified Longxiong's claws. Tu Ming felt sore all over and said angrily, "Send this horse to the Emperor's Hall! We in the Shakya Temple can't afford to serve you!"
Seven days later, Yingying read all the books in Xue Qingfu's house, but Su Yun still hadn't left Xue Qingfu's spiritual world.
Several maids were worried that Su Yun would hurt his body if he was hungry for too long, so they made soup and fed it to him.
Yingying was worried and walked around the tea table. Xue Qingfu had not eaten or drunk anything and closed his eyes to rest. Yingying couldn't help but fly up, came to him, lifted one of his eyelids, and asked, "Where did Su Shizi go?"
Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "He has come to 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 went back again!"
In the spiritual world of Xue Qingfu, Su Yun has visited more than 800 saints' residences, fought with more than 800 Xue Qingfu wearing different masks, and experienced more than 800 different magical powers!
He pushed open the last door, and outside the door was his own spiritual world, but Su Yun closed the door and turned back.
"The number of masks hanging in the center of these saints is fixed. There are 1,068 masks. I'm still short of some. And..."
He closed his eyes and walked leisurely in the maze-like Saint's Residence, whispering: "The real Xue Qingfu is hidden in this Saint's Residence. Only by fighting with him can it be said that the trip is worthwhile!"
"What a courage!"
Xue Qingfu exclaimed in admiration and said to Yingying, "He went to look for my spiritual body!"