Hearing his whisper, Li Qiuqing and Su Xin were both crying from above, which seemed to be unstoppable. Master Huizhen was also very happy and said, "Thank you for your compassionate help from the elders, and I am deeply moved."

With a "clang", a faint beam of light dropped from the air. The cold wind whistled, and a silver wire hung in the iron box slowly hanged down from the circular hole with a diameter of less than one foot.

Xu Xuan's heart was beating, knowing that the opportunity to escape was coming. Even if he had the ability to understand the heavens, he would never be able to continue to suppress himself like this while diagnosing Huizhen's pulse and healing injuries. He now concentrates his mind and waits for the opportunity.

Great compassion said: "Master Huizhen is so generous. Cihang Jianzhai has a deep kindness to our temple. If I can repay you, it will be a waste of my sixty years of practice. I am afraid that my virtue will be weak and I will have a burden." As he spoke, the silver wire tied with an iron box had already hung over his head. He raised his hand and stretched out his fingers and wrapped the thread.

The silver threads buzzed and vibrated, and the golden light shone brightly and darkly on the face of great sorrow.

He let out a low voice, showing an incredible look of surprise. When he was about to speak, he seemed to remember something, frowned and pondered and investigated... After a while, his face suddenly turned pale and turned red again, and fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, his eyes flashed, shocked, suspicious and angry.

The silver light suddenly shook above, as if someone was holding a mirror to illuminate the moon, refracting the moonlight into it. A dazzling golden light immediately ran straight down the ground along the silk thread.

"bite!"

The iron box at the end of the silver thread suddenly bounced open, shining with light, and thousands of fireflies-like luminous objects gushed out, buzzing and dancing around the monk Dayue.

Xu Xuan was caught off guard and was sore and tears were pouring. Great sorrow had been in the dark for decades, and was even more unaware of the strong light.

"Chi Chi" sounded and the silk cocoons tied to Xu Xuan's body loosened one after another.

He was overjoyed and was about to take action. A ball of light floated in the iron box, refracting the moonlight, reflecting the thousands of fireflies around great sorrow, and the rays of light were even more dazzling and difficult to look at.

The monk Dayue closed his eyes tightly, his hair danced around, his distorted face turned red, and his anger, fear, sorrow, sorrow, ecstasy, greed... all kinds of strange and contradictory expressions, his hands kept trembling, his fingers bent and straight, he sometimes clasped his fists and closed them, and sometimes he crossed his claws, and the blue veins burst out, as if he was struggling repeatedly.

Xu Xuan Daqi, although he didn't know the clue, he could guess that this light ball must be strange. When he moved his heart, he focused his mind and bent his fingers into the air in his arms. The flowing clouds immediately rushed out and reflected the light ball. In an instant, the rays of light were rays, and the room was full of colorful flowers.

The monk Dayue screamed "Ah", opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and stared at the light ball reflected in the Liuxia mirror with hideous and fear. Although his facial features did not change, his face was originally kind-eyed and kind-eyed, but his face was extremely violent by the neon light waves, and it seemed to have become another person.

Xu Xuan's hair stood upside down, and he felt something was wrong.

At this moment, a "dang" sound came from above, as if something had broken on the floor. Then he heard a vague surprise. Master Huizhen said tremblingly: "It's you! It's you! You... You are Ao Wuming, who stole the Xuanwu Bone Picture and killed Master Guanzhao!"

Xu Xuan was shocked in his heart, and the monk Dayue seemed to be struck by thunder. He opened his mouth and his muscles were shaking on his face. He quickly changed all kinds of strange expressions. He suddenly raised his arms and stood up with a loud laugh and said, "No, right! I am Ao Wuming! I am Ao Wuming! I am Ao Wuming, the only nine-headed dragon king in heaven and earth, and I am the only one in the sky and under the earth!"

The iron chains were stretched straight, the golden light danced angrily, and the whole person seemed to be burned by the flames of hell.

Before Xu Xuan could come back to his senses, a "boom" shocked violently, and the blazing light burst out, and the air waves slapped towards him like a sea of ​​storms. They hit the prison wall one after another, exploding into a fierce shock wave of ten times or a hundred times. His eyes turned black, and his throat was filled with blood and sweetness, and he was immediately confused.

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In the drowsiness, it was like being overwhelmed by mountains, and its bones were about to break; it was like falling into thousands of acres of waves, and it was about to explode. I don’t know how long it took, but the pressure suddenly disappeared. Xu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and sucked in big mouthfuls, but he saw that the hole on the top had been closed, but the light ball was still hanging in the air, and the fireflies were dancing around.

A short distance away, a man tilted his head and was looking at him with a smile.

He felt a trembling heart, and he waved his palm instinctively at the man. With a "clang", his right hand was tightly wrapped by an iron chain, and he could only move about a foot. He looked down and saw his hair and beard hanging on his chest with long and messy hair hanging on his chest, wearing a shabby monk's robe, his hands and feet were shackled by iron shackles, and he was shocked. He looked at the man again, and couldn't help but scream, and he was furious and could hardly believe his eyes.

The man in front of him was wearing a green-clothed gourd, with a hatchet on his waist, holding the Liuxia mirror in his left hand, squatting on the ground with a smile, his face full of energy, it was him himself!

A terrifying and unbelievable thought flashed in an instant. Looking into the streaming clouds, the "self" in the mirror had turned into a monk with white eyebrows and long beards!

The "Xu Xuan" opposite looked at Liuxia Mirror, then looked at him, pursing his lips, his muscles trembled, as if he wanted to hold back his laughter. After a while, he couldn't help laughing wildly. He turned over and jumped back and flipped around him and flipped seventeen or eighteen somersaults in a row, and was extremely happy.

Xu Xuan was shocked and angry, shouting, "Old bald donkey, you...you..." His voice was hoarse and old, and it had become a very sad voice.

"Xu Xuan" made a face and smiled with his hips, "Who is the old bald donkey scolding?" He looked up and looked up, as if he was afraid that the people outside the dungeon would hear it. He blinked at him and lowered his voice, "Little brother, now you have become me, I have become you. Screaming the old bald donkey is scolding you yourself. If you shout out your throat, the people outside will never believe it."

Xu Xuan has experienced countless strange things in the past two years, but he has never had an experience that is more bizarre and strange than he is now, and he is helpless. Suddenly he remembered the ancient secret technique he had heard from the diners of Xu's mansion before, and his hair stood up and blurted out: "The great method of moving the mind and changing souls!"

"Xu Xuan" made a surprised expression, raised his thumbs up, and smiled: "The yellow-haired child actually has such insight. It's amazing, amazing!"

Xu Xuan was full of bitterness. Thinking of the monk's previous hypocritical behavior, he was even more angry, fearful, anxious, humiliated, unwilling, funny... and overturned, and laughed angrily: "Old thief, you pretend to be a compassionate and generous monk. It turns out that you are just a despicable and shameless pitiful! It turns out that you have been in seclusion for 60 years, but it is true that you cannot be imprisoned. But you don't know what kind of murder, setting fire, rape and abduct, and even the bald donkeys in Jinshan Temple are afraid of being embarrassed, so they block your eyes and ears and lock you up here..."

My heart suddenly sank, then I remembered the words of the monk Dayue laughing wildly before he was unconscious, and said in a lost voice: "Yes, Ao Wuming! You... are you really Ao Wuming?"

The "Xu Xuan" laughed and said, "I thought you were fooled by my monk's 'Four Hung Palm' and I couldn't remember anything. Yes, Ao Wuming is the monk Dafeng, and the monk Dafeng is the monk Ao Wuming."

Seeing that he was stunned and even more proud, he simply sat cross-legged in front of him and smiled and said, "You must have thought that after the monk from Jinshan Temple captured me, in order to avoid the Taoist demons coming to the door, he pretended to claim that I was dead, but secretly 'sorted' me into a monk of Great Compassion and imprisoned the underground, right?"

Xu Xuan was in a mess, remembering what Lin Lingsu said that day, shook his head and said, "No, no, Lin Lingsu said that when he was a monk in Jinshan Temple, he found the map carved by Ao Wuming behind the Buddha statue in the Demon-Suppressing Tower. The words clearly show that Ao Wuming was trapped here for ten years, and his legs were broken by the monks of Jinshan Temple, and his meridians were broken. Later, he bumped into Ao Wuming's corpse coffin in the relic tower and obtained the reverse scale knife and Si Nanzhu. If you are Ao Wuming, who is the corpse in the coffin? Is it really a great compassion monk?"

Ao Wuming laughed and said, "Little kid, it turns out that you have something to do with Lin Ling Suzhen. That guy even told you this. Hehe, it's a pity that he is full of lies, talking to people and talking to ghosts. He hid in the corpse coffin. He ran into the corpse not the corpse, but my living Ao Wuming..."

"Liuhe Coffin!" Xu Xuan was shocked and blurted out, "Can he beg him... he accidentally knocked him here through Liuhe Coffin?"

Ao Wuming raised his thumb again and said with a smile: "Smart! The little kid is so smart! Although Lin Lingsu, a little thief, was a genius who had seen for a hundred years, he was just a little furry who had no foundation at that time. If he could only rely on the characters I randomly scribble on the stone wall, he could cultivate his unique skills, wouldn't that be a joke?"

Xu Xuan's thoughts changed and said, "So he is here to worship you as his teacher and learn all the skills?"

Ao Wuming shook the Liuxia Mirror and said with a smile: "Or where did he get this mirror? How did he pass it into your hands? This little beast was betrayed and naturally had no face to tell the truth, so he had to lie that he had obtained my mantle in the relics tower, learned to become a talent by himself, and cultivated a body of magical powers. Such stupid words can also deceive the people of the world, which shows that everyone in the world is all fools who should be deceived and killed."

The flames of hatred and anger in his eyes were fleeting and he said happily: "I didn't expect that God would open my eyes. This little beast will be punished for evil and suffer a lot. I was trapped in the underground for decades, and finally asked his disciples to rescue him. Even this Liuxia mirror returned to my hands... Hahaha, it's interesting, it's so interesting to his grandmother!" Zongsheng laughed wildly.

Although Xu Xuan didn't know the truth, he could guess that he hated Lin Lingsu to the core. He must have been hurt by this devil when he took Lin Lingsu as his disciple, and had been resentful for decades. So he heard that Lin Lingsu returned to the Song Dynasty and assassinated Zhao Guan's family, so that Fa Hai followed the clues and brought his "Lin Lingsu" back to the ground and settled his old accounts. After discovering that he was a fake, he escaped with the "God of Moving Spirits and Exchange Souls" and escaped from the shackles.

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