"Before Xiaoyun and I left Tianshiyuan, we went to the ghost market. Xiaoyun said goodbye to his stall friends. There was no trace of Mr.'s spirit there." Huahu said.
Mr. Lingyue's face changed slightly, and he walked back and forth ponderingly: "With the cultivation level of Senior Brother when he was alive, it is impossible for his spirit to be scattered. His ability is rare in the world..."
Huahu was puzzled. Is Mr. Yehu really that strong
If it is true as Mr. Lingyue said, and Mr. Yehu is really that powerful, how could he turn into a demon fox
For powerful beings, their spirits will often turn into ghosts and gods after their death, such as the master of Dongling and Emperor Wenchang. Only those with weaker strength will attach themselves to wild beasts and turn into monsters.
The spirits of the bodhisattvas at the celestial realm will become ghosts after death, while the spirits of the bodhisattvas at the saintly realm will become gods after death.
If one reaches the Liyuan realm, one can only possess plants, objects and become a spirit, or possess birds and beasts and become a monster, but cannot become a ghost or god.
If Mr. Yehu is really strong, his soul can retain some of the wisdom from his previous life and become a ghost or god.
However, there is really no spirit of Mr. Yehu in the Ghost Market. This situation probably occurs because Mr. Yehu’s spirit is too weak to be preserved.
However, Mr. Yehu mentioned by Mr. Lingyue is not weak.
"Sir, who are you and Mr. Yehu?"
The flower fox stared at the Wen family spiritualist who was fleeing towards them at a high speed and asked, "I have been following you for so long, but I have never asked you about your origins. You are teaching at the Wenchang Academy, and everyone is throwing dirty water on you and putting the blame on you. But in the past few months, I have found that although you are lustful, mean and vulgar, you are still a good person."
He turned his head and his eyes fell on Mr. Lingyue's face, saying: "Mr. Lingyue's knowledge is extremely high. His knowledge of Confucianism seems to be different from Mr. Yehu's, and he is rebellious and unorthodox, but he is independent. This is what surprised me the most. If you and Mr. Yehu were taught by the same teacher, then how could your knowledge be so different?"
Mr. Lingyue said, "You may have seen our teacher. There is a crooked willow tree outside Tianmen Town, and there is a man hanging on the tree. He is the teacher of Yehu and me."
"Uncle Cen?" Hua Hu was stunned.
Cen Bo is the Cen Bo who took care of Su Yun. He lives in the grave under the crooked tree. When Su Yun was buried in a small coffin, it was Cen Bo who rescued him.
It was also Cen Bo who warned Qu Bo, Qu Jin and others that since they had implicated Su Yun, they must be responsible for taking care of Su Yun so that Su Yun could survive in the uninhabited area of Tianshiyuan.
It was also Cen Bo who told Su Yun about the scale of time. Su Yun visualized the scale of time and touched the big clock in Tianmen Town. Over time, he visualized his own spiritual powers.
Cen Bo also asked Su Yun to set up a stall at Tianmen Ghost Market on the seventh day of every month, and thus he got to know stall owners such as Lou Ban, Li Luhai, Dongling Master, Wenchang Emperor and others!
Mr. Yehu and Mr. Lingyue are actually disciples of Mr. Cen.
Huahu suddenly thought, is Mr. Yehu’s teaching of Su Yun also related to Cen Bo
He thought about it over and over again. Although he had sorted out the relationships between these people, he still felt that something was wrong.
Mr. Lingyue said, "However, although Senior Brother Yehu and I learned the same things, our understandings were different. The teacher was a Confucian and Taoist saint, one of the four great myths of Yuanshuo. I came to Shuofang to investigate the cause of the teacher's death. I don't believe that the teacher hanged himself."
Flower Fox looked up at him.
Mr. Lingyue restrained his smile and became serious, which was unusual for him. He stared at the Wen family's spiritualist and suddenly asked, "Hua Hu, do you still want to seek revenge on Wen Lifang?"
"certainly!"
Huahu put aside his other thoughts and said coldly, "Although I don't know where Mr. Yehu's soul is, all the women, children, old and young in my Huqiu Village died at her hands! I must avenge this!"
Mr. Lingyue smiled and shouted, "I have heard of the reputation of Wen Pushe for a long time, so I came all the way to the north to seek his favor, but Pushe refused to let me go. Can I have some affection today?"
Hua Hu was stunned: "Teacher, Wen Pushe has a broken leg, you still want to have sex with her?"
Snap!
A bolt of lightning from a clear sky struck the flower fox on the head. The flower fox was charred by the thunder, smoke came out of its mouth and nose, and it could no longer speak.
Wen Lifang leaned on his crutches, looked up, and sneered, "So it's the scoundrel Ling Yue. Even if I'm missing a leg, I can't be bullied by a wretch like you!"
The Wen family's spiritual master came to attack, and suddenly the sky was covered with thunderclouds. Bolts of lightning struck down, knocking everyone to the ground.
Huahu and Lingyue were bathed in thunder and rushed towards Wen Lifang!
Not long after, Wen Lifang fell under the thundercloud.
Hua Hu grabbed Wen Lifang and said viciously, "Wen Pushe, you massacred my Huqiu Village that day. I want to know if Mr. Ye Hu died in your hands?"
Wen Lifang was barely breathing: "What Mr. Yehu? You are a scholar from the Wenchang Academy, give me a quick death, don't let Lingyue destroy my corpse..."
Huahu said angrily, "What I'm asking is whether Mr. Yehu died in your hands! He was the old fox demon who was trying to reason with you. He was very powerful. You must have killed him, right?"
Wen Lifang was too seriously injured, his eyes were unfocused, and his voice was intermittent: "You mean that day, there was no resistance from the masters that day, that day, I was in the no-man's land doing things under Tong Qingyun's orders... It was so cold, why was it dark..."
Hua Hu let her go and sat down on the ground dejectedly. Wen Lifang no longer answered his questions.
Mr. Lingyue went forward to check and said, "She is already dead. Soon her spirit will realize that she is dead and will be summoned by Tianshiyuan."
After a while, Wen Lifang's spiritual world collapsed, and his soul flew out, attracted by the power of Tianshiyuan.
Mr. Lingyue stretched out his hand, and Wen Lifang's spirit was fixed. He said, "Wen Pushe, why did you go to Tianshiyuan?"
The flower fox raised its head with a hopeful look in its eyes.
The spiritual nature is not the soul as people call it. The spiritual nature is just a person's spirit. Only the strong can preserve their spirit after death.
However, when a person dies, it is like a light going out. The soul cannot preserve a person's complete memories. Only the most impressive memories can be preserved.
"That day..."
Wen Lifang's spirit stood in the void, and it seemed that it would float away at any time. Recalling carefully, he said faintly: "Tong Qingyun asked me to go to Tianshiyuan to investigate whether there is a place called Dragon Burial Mausoleum there, and whether there are human demons and dragon spirits sealed in it. I came to Tianshiyuan with many scholars on the pretext of going out for training, and it happened to be the Tianmen Ghost Market..."
Her memory was fragmentary, and many scenes emerged from her soul, projecting in front of Hua Hu and Mr. Ling Yue.
That was the scene that Tong Qingyun instructed her to see, as well as the scene of Tianmen Ghost Market. Hua Hu even saw Su Yun in the corner of the scene.
The scene in the picture passed by quickly, and soon they arrived at the Dragon Burial Mausoleum under the night sky.
Huahu saw the flying dragon spirit and the evil energy permeating around the dragon bones.
This memory is very clear, and it is obvious that Wen Lifang has a deep impression of the human demon and the dragon spirit.
But then her memory became much dimmer and missing a lot.
In Wen Lifang's opinion, this memory is not worth preserving.
The scene of the massacre of Huqiu Village flashed by, and Huahu hurriedly said, "Stop!"
Wen Lifang's soul paused, and her memory slowly flowed back, freezing on the scene of the massacre in Huqiu Village.
Huahu stared at the situation on the screen and saw that the scene of the massacre in Huqiu Village on the screen mostly overlapped with the scene in his memory, but there were still some differences.
He saw the young men of noble families killing the people of Huqiu Village, the fox demons crying and fleeing in panic. He also saw himself rushing towards the mountains and forests with a few little foxes, and saw their houses being smashed down and set on fire by the flames of magical powers.
However, in his impression, Mr. Wild Fox took action and struggled to resist everyone's attacks, giving them a chance to escape.
However, there was no such scene in Wen Lifang's spiritual memory.
There is no Mr. Yehu in Wen Lifang's memory.
Huahu was in a daze. Mr. Lingyue said, "Memory is easily lost. You didn't find it. Maybe Wen Lifang just didn't remember it. A person often tampered with his own memory and even deceived himself."
He withdrew his magic power, and Wen Lifang's spirit disappeared into the distance.
Hua Hu suddenly asked, "Sir, what if someone tampered with my or Wen Lifang's memory?"
Mr. Lingyue laughed and said, "It's easy to tamper with your memory, but it's too difficult to tamper with Wen Lifang's memory. Who can do it? I can't do it. Let's go back to Shuofang!"
Shuofang City was stabilized, and the chaos caused by the rebellion of the Jiehui Monster and the seven great families was quickly quelled. Most of the scholars who caused chaos in the seven great families were captured and brought to justice. The Marquis of Shuofang, the head of the Ye family and others also returned to their respective positions.
News of war on the front line continued. First, the border was broken by Hun Tuo Khan, and then the army from outside the Great Wall marched straight into Tianshiyuan, making Shuofang City extremely nervous.
Later, another victory report came. Saint Xue led the border troops to fight against Hun Tuo Khan at Tianshiyuan and won the battle, forcing Hun Tuo Khan to retreat continuously and regain more and more lost territory.
More than ten days later, good news came that Saint Xue had driven Hun Tuo Khan out of Tianshiyuan and attacked the border town.
Saint Xue was a military genius. He captured the border town at night and killed Hun Tuo Khan, forcing him to flee with his remaining troops all the way back to Yangcheng.
This battle touched the hearts of all the people in Shuobei. When the news of Saint Xue's great victory came, people were extremely excited and took to the streets to tell each other.
However, at this moment, news came that Saint Xue was attacked by masked men on his way back to Shuofang, and his life or death was in danger.
When this news came, the 17 states and 108 counties in Shuobei were in an uproar again, and countless people asked about the safety of Saint Xue.
In the afternoon, another news came that Saint Xue was not dead, but was seriously injured. The God King of the Old No Man's Land was impressed by the saint and asked a doctor named Dong to treat Saint Xue.
When the saint's injuries have healed, he will return to Shuofang.
"Is it true that this old fox was attacked and seriously injured?" When Zuo Songyan heard the news, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, walked around, and kept scratching his head.
"Even if he wanted to put on a show and boost his reputation, he wouldn't let himself be hurt so badly."
Qiu Shuijing also frowned and thought: "The saint may have pretended to be injured in order to win the hearts of the people. Now all the people in Shuobei are talking about and thinking about him, Xue Qingfu! People first paid attention to the war and discussed it non-stop. After the war, they were concerned about his injuries and discussed it non-stop."
Qiu Shuijing stopped, his eyes flickering, "When the emperor's decree comes down, ordering him to go to the Eastern Capital, people will start discussing his trip to the Eastern Capital again! This is just like adding fuel to the fire, building momentum for himself, and pushing the momentum to the limit! He is best at playing with people's hearts!"
His analysis was very logical and made a lot of sense, and Zuo Songyan nodded repeatedly after hearing it.
At sunset, Niu Biao, Zhou Bo and others led the army to escort Xue Qingfu back to Shuofang. Su Yun followed Qiu Shuijing and Zuo Songyan to visit the Saint's Residence, only to see Doctor Dong taking care of him.
Xue Qingfu was lying on the sickbed, seriously injured. Qiu Shuijing was stunned.
"I met the Taoist Saint from the Four Myths, and he said he was ordered by the Emperor to kill me."
Xue Qingfu looked much better after being treated by Doctor Dong. He said to Qiu Shuijing, "But I'm not bad either. Daosheng's injuries are not much better than mine."
Qiu Shuijing's eyes flickered: "Teacher, if I take action now, do you still have a chance of survival?"
Xue Qingfu shook his head and said with a smile: "I am seriously injured now. Even if the God King and the Demon King are hiding behind me, they can hardly withstand your thunder attack."
Qiu Shuijing was silent.
Xue Qingfu said: "But if I die, what can you use to suppress Di Ping? A triangle is the most stable."
Qiu Shuijing stood up and floated away: "Teacher, my power in Dongdu is weaker than yours. I will leave first and wait for you in Dongdu."