Chapter 1140 Yue Mingxin's Yuanshen Projection

It was very natural that Zhang Xiaohua's eyes were attracted by the portrait at the first time.

Not surprisingly, the portrait was also a woman in palace costume, covering her face with white gauze and holding a soft whip in her hand. However, the background behind the woman was changed from a small bridge to a small pavilion. Next to the pavilion was a small lake as round as a crescent moon. It looked like the lake was somewhat imagined by Mochou Lake, but the blue waves on the lake were rippling, and there was no long dike that divided the lake into two, nor did the tower that sounded sad to frown!

"This woman always wears a palace outfit and masked face. Who can tell if she is the woman she saw in the jade hall? However, the clothes and the long whip in her hand have not changed much. I guess... it must be the senior Yueming Xinyue, who was the founding sect of the Incense Sect mentioned by Senior Huan Wuxin!"

"If it weren't for Senior Yue, all the female disciples of the Incense Sect who came to Mochou City would have to pay homage! But... Senior Yue... Why didn't she have to give her portraits to worship on Yixiang Peak, but placed them in Mochou City?"

"Or, Mochou City was built by Senior Yue? And the legendary Mochou Nu is... Senior Yue? Is the story about Mochou Nu... all true?"

"But... who is the legendary Ye Feng? Who is that monk named Xuankong? Is he a monk from Dalin Temple? Even the monk from Dalin Temple can only be the founding ancestor of Dalin Temple... can only have this level of cultivation? But then again, even the founding ancestor of Dalin Temple can... it is impossible to have as many cultivation as senior Yue, and to put life under Mochou Lake?"

"By the way, under Mochou Lake..."

When Zhang Xiaohua thought of this, her spiritual consciousness was released and swept straight to Mochou Lake. She saw that the deep underground of Mochou Lake with the frowning tower was almost invisible. Under the bottom of the tower, there was a ban that emitted a faint Buddha light!

Seeing this familiar ban Guanghua, Zhang Xiaohua was stunned: "Huh? Could it be... this Xuankong is really a monk from Dalin Temple? But... what is this?"

I saw the slightly visible colorful Buddha lotus in the Buddha's light, with a faint black thin line on the edge, wrapped around the Buddha lotus, which looked extremely dazzling! Moreover, when Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual consciousness swept past the forbidden, the black thin line seemed to be like life, swinging slightly. As the black line swung, Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual consciousness seemed to be attracted and slowly shifted into the Buddha lotus.

"Bad~" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and did not dare to look at it again. She immediately took back her spiritual sense and said intimately: "This... why is this Buddhist ban so strange?"

However, the ban was deeply rooted in the center of the earth. With Zhang Xiaohua's current cultivation level, it was impossible for him to escape so deeply. Therefore, he could not escape underground and observe carefully, let alone break the ban!

"The prohibition has the function of isolating the spiritual consciousness, and can even swallow the spiritual consciousness. It is impossible to know who is suppressed in the prohibition? It is impossible to judge whether the legendary Mochou Nu is Senior Yue. According to legend, as long as the Frowning Tower can be flooded, Mochou Nu can be released under the tower. But... Of course, ordinary methods cannot be achieved. If you have to do it, you can only have the magical power of turning the rivers and seas of immortals. Not to mention that I do not have such a means yet, even if I have the so-called Monk Xuankong must have other defense methods on the Frowning Tower!"

"Forget it, is Mochou Nv Yue Mingxin? It's just a 'cause' from tens of thousands of years ago. Who knows where the 'fruit' is? The legend of Mochou Nv is popular. Yue Mingxin is indeed the founder of the Immortal Dao. There is no connection between this 'fruit' for those who are destined to spread the incense sect! I am not interested!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua bowed and bowed deeply to the portrait, just like the inheritance pavilion of the Piaomiao School: "Senior Yue, here... I have also gained a lot of benefits from your incense sect. I would like to give a gift to you here, which is considered a ***!"

Then, Zhang Xiaohua stood up, looked at the ladder in the corner of the wall, and slowly walked up to the second floor of the embroidery building.

The second floor is more like a woman's boudoir than the bottom floor. However, after aging, there is nothing silk. There is a futon in the corner of the wall, a table in front of the window, a wooden box and a bronze mirror on the table, and a wooden cabinet next to the wall, and nothing else.

Zhang Xiaohua swept away his spiritual consciousness. These things were ordinary things, and there was no fluctuation of energy. He even walked to the bronze mirror and looked at it again and again, but he did not send a message like the Haotian mirror.

"This should be where Senior Yue lived in his early years. This table should be a dressing table, but it is so simple and pitiful that there is not even a stool!"

"Where is in the box?" Zhang Xiaohua thought and opened the wooden box. It was a box similar to the dressing box that Zhang Xiaohua saw in the house of Mrs. Aya in the small mountain village. It was also empty inside, and there was only a wooden hairpin on the bottom of the box!

"What a strange thing?" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised again when she saw the wooden hairpin. Of course, what surprised him was not that the wooden hairpin was the same as that of Mrs. Aya's wooden hairpin, but that the wooden hairpin was exactly the same as the purple phoenix hairpin!

"There is a jade slip exactly the same as the Zifeng Chai in the Piaomiao Sect. There is a wooden hairpin exactly the same as the Zifeng Chai in the embroidery room of Senior Yue! This... this means... what?" Zhang Xiaohua immediately thought about it: "Is it possible... Yang Haoya, the founder of the Piaomiao Sect, and Yue Mingxin, the founder of the Incense Sect, have something unexplainable? But... this kind of thing... Huan Wuxin, the founder of the Divine Sword Sect, does not know?"

"Are Senior Huan blinded by these two people?" Zhang Xiaohua touched her nose and thought for a while, then took out the two purple phoenix hairpins and another jade slip that looked like a purple phoenix hairpins from her arms. Compared with the wooden hairpins, do you need to say? The four are exactly the same, except that the textures are different.

"This cause and effect... has been buried in the river of cause and effect, and no one else will know!" Zhang Xiaohua smiled and was about to put away the purple phoenix hairpin.

But at this moment, the wooden hairpin, which was just like firewood, suddenly emitted a faint fluctuation of vitality. Although the fluctuation was weak, it was extremely tough. It swept the purple phoenix hairpin next to it and covered Zhang Xiaohua's body. Then, a suction force rushed straight to Zhang Xiaohua's Niwan Palace. When Zhang Xiaohua caught off guard, he sucked Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual consciousness towards the wooden hairpin. Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and hurriedly used the pulling spirit. The Danxin turned rapidly, and the innate divine forbidden on it emitted a slight golden light to offset the suction force!

The suction force did not absorb the spiritual consciousness, but it was pulled down again. Zhang Xiaohua suddenly felt that the true energy in her meridians was like a flood that opened the gate, rushing straight towards the suction force, as if it was about to break out of the body!

"You're right! Senior Yue..." Zhang Xiaohua quickly silently used the Wuyou Heart Sutra and wanted to incorporate the true qi into the meridians, but... Wuyou Heart Sutra had some effect at the beginning, but as the suction increased, the Wuyou Heart Sutra gradually lost its effect. Some of the true qi was sucked away by the suction and injected into the wooden hairpin. With the injection of the true qi, the wooden hairpin gradually emitted light...

"What an unreasonable robber!" Zhang Xiaohua suddenly hated Yue Mingxin, who had sympathy just now, and said: "Can it be... all people in the immortal way are so domineering?"

At this time, the Wuyou Heart Sutra had already been declared invalid. The true energy in Zhang Xiaohua's body stuttered slightly and was about to penetrate the body. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohua heard a faint sound of a dragon roar in his ear. He felt that the meridians in his body seemed to have spirituality. The entire meridian moved slightly, and immediately offset the unparalleled suction force, which could no longer absorb half of the true energy.

"This... when will my meridians move?" Zhang Xiaohua was even more shocked when she was happy.

Then, as the suction force of the wooden hairpin disappeared, the light of the wooden hairpin was fixed, and the light was flowing over, and a ball of light of one foot jumped out of the wooden hairpin. Among the ball of light, there was a woman wearing a palace outfit and covered with a veil!!!

"Portrait of the soul?" Zhang Xiaohua snorted almost like a ***.

The light ball flew to Zhang Xiaohua's eyes, stopped, and quietly suspended there. After a while, the woman in the light ball spoke: "Who are you? Why is the purple phoenix hairpin that I teach the incense sect in my hand, but isn't the inherited mind method of the incense sect in my hand?"

Zhang Xiaohua secretly despised her in her heart: "Please, Senior Yue, this soul projection is not the first time I have seen it. Even if I tell you, can you... hear it? Don't be so arrogant, okay?"

Sure enough, the woman smiled and said, "But, I met you with the projection of the soul. Even if you say it, I don't know!"

"However, I am still very surprised. This purple phoenix hairpin is used by my direct disciples of the Incense Sect. Why can you get it if you don't have the heart method I teach in the Incense Sect? Either, my incense Sect has been destroyed, and this purple phoenix hairpin has been obtained by other sects; or, my incense Sect has reorganized the cultivation world, and your incense skills are the sect-controlled techniques of other sects!"

Zhang Xiaohua shrugged and smiled, "These two seem to be right!"

"Your true energy is not the incense sect, nor the Piaomiao Sect, nor the Divine Sword Sect and Dalinsi. I guess... there are other disciples from the cultivation world coming? Or is it the mental method of the ancient cultivation world here?"

When Zhang Xiaohua heard that the woman said so much because of her true energy, she curled her lips unconsciously: "This woman...whether she is a rural village woman or a master of immortality... has the same gossip character!"

"Oh, I've asked too much!" The woman seemed to notice something was wrong, and reached out to cover her mouth, and smiled: "No matter what, if you can hold two purple phoenix hairpins in your hand, you will be here in my embroidery room. I'm all destined to be with me. Why do I ask so many questions?"

"By the way, I am Yue Mingxin, the founder of the Incense Sect. I wonder if your master told you?" Although Yue Mingxin was wearing a veil, she was very proud of her tone. She actually got something she loved with the little girl and showed off her to others!

"I know, Senior Yue's name is known from Senior Huan. However, if you ask ten people in the world, I'm afraid that ten people will not know who Yue Mingxin is!" Although Zhang Xiaohua knew that Yue Mingxin could not hear it, she remembered that she was going to absorb her spiritual sense and true energy just now, and she still did not forget to hit her!
Chapter completed!