Acai's Sky

Chapter 864 The Little Nun Going Down the Mountain 6

The copper bell on the eaves of Xu Ming Temple suddenly started to move without wind. Ah Cai's fingertips calculated rapidly in her sleeves, and the storage ring made a slight crisp sound when it hit her knuckles.

She looked at the young man in brocade clothes standing in the corridor with a fan in his hand. The shadow of the vermilion pillars cut across his pale face diagonally. His aura was an enchanting deep purple, and the other half was turbid and dead gray.

"Host, the magnetic field fluctuation index has exceeded the critical value!" The mechanical voice of 00541 exploded in Ah Cai's sea of ​​consciousness, "The energy body behind him is absorbing the spiritual energy of Xu Mingguan!"

The golden raccoon dog squatted on Ah Cai's shoulder, its golden-brown pupils narrowed into vertical lines. "This is not an ordinary wandering spirit. Its resentment is mixed with the smell of poison." Its fur suddenly stood up, and its sharp claws tore through Ah Cai's small Taoist robe. "Be careful! That thing is spying on us!"

Taoist nun Fuxia's whisk swept across Nangong Xi's shoulder without warning, and the yellow talisman turned into a golden rope that tied the translucent ghost into a cocoon.

Ah Cai saw it clearly. When the ghost with green face and fangs touched the back of Nangong Xi's neck, it turned into the appearance of a charming woman.

The ghost-collecting gourd flew into the air and swallowed the struggling ghost into its stomach. The Miao runes that appeared on its surface oozed dark red blood light.

"Fairy, what are you doing..." The housekeeper Uncle Xian hurriedly tried to support the staggering young master, but Nangong Xi raised his hand to stop him.

The young man clasped the back of the sandalwood chair with his slender fingers, his knuckles turning white from the force: "Since half a year ago, I have felt a stinging pain in my eyes every new moon. Recently, I even saw something in the bronze mirror..." His Adam's apple rolled, and the last word was drowned out by the sudden ghostly cry.

Taoist nun Fuxia rubbed the runes on the surface of the gourd with her fingers. Amidst the sudden surge of green light, there was also the harsh sound of nails scratching the copper wall.

She suddenly flipped her wrist, and seven copper coins fell to the ground, forming the shape of a Big Dipper. "There's a crack in the Tianquan Seat. This resentful ghost can actually corrode magical instruments! Young Master, have you come into contact with anything from the Miao border recently?"

Suddenly, several black auras emerged from under Nangong Xi's brocade clothes, and Ah Cai could see them all clearly with her spiritual sense.

In the meridian diagram that 00541 showed Ah Cai, the purple-gold airflow and the black mist clashed and entangled at the heart meridian, and dense data streams poured out like a waterfall. "The toxin composition is similar to the king cobra neurotoxin, but the molecular structure shows a quantum entangled state..."

"It's the Ghost Face Miasma." The tassel of Taoist nun Fuxia's whisk moved without a breeze. "It transforms pregnant women into Gu while they're still alive, feeding on the resentment of their unborn children. Forcing the poison into your eyes, young master, is like drinking poison to quench your thirst. By now, the miasma has seeped through the liver meridian into the Tanzhong point."

A sudden gust of wind blew up outside the window, carrying dead leaves against the window frame. Taoist nun Fuxia said, "It's three quarters past midnight! The time of the blazing sun is approaching!"

Taoist nun Fuxia's wide sleeves fluttered, and nine golden needles hung in the air to form a lotus formation.

The moment the needle-tail copper bells rang, Ah Cai quickly hid aside and sent a message to 00541 and Golden Raccoon, "The Seven Star Formation is about to attract thunder!"

When the first thunderbolt struck the copper bell on the eaves, Nangong Xi's brocade clothes shattered.

Ah Cai saw the golden seal with dragon pattern appearing on his chest, and the purple air transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, which fought and bit against the nine-headed snake transformed from the black mist.

Taoist nun Fuxia bit her tongue and sprayed out a blood mist, and the lotus formation formed by the golden needles suddenly turned crimson.

"It's now."

Taoist nun Fuxia swept her whisk across Nangong Xi's bare back, and the talisman painted with cinnabar burned green smoke on his skin.

The ghost-collecting gourd suddenly cracked, and the female ghost's shrill wails were mixed with the crying of a baby.

Nangong Xi suddenly spurted out black blood, and the blood beads condensed into a ferocious ghost face in mid-air, which was shattered by the golden dragon's claw.

"Mother..."

Nangong Xi suddenly opened his eyes wide, the purple light fading from them, and muttered to himself as he looked at the shadow floating in the gourd fragments.

The ghost figure now transformed into a dignified woman, with the same dragon-patterned jade pendant as Nangong Xi's around her neck.

Taoist nun Fuxia stumbled and held onto the incense table. A strand of her black hair turned white in an instant. "Princess Minghui who disappeared in Miaojiang twenty years ago... So that's how it happened."

She threw the blood-stained copper coin to the northwest, "Sir, if you want to completely sever the cause and effect, you must go to Cangwu Mountain to find the secret vase of witchcraft."

As the thunder gradually subsided, Ah Cai looked down and saw that the black blood that Nangong Xi had vomited was wriggling on the blue bricks, gradually gathering into the shape of a Miao spell.

The golden raccoon shattered the blood curse with one claw, its golden eyes reflecting the jade pendant on the young master's waist, which had regained its clear light. "The Purple Star is moving, and I'm afraid the world is about to change."

Several young Taoist children who had just entered the Taoist sect stood aside, watching the scenes happening before their eyes, and felt that their eyes were almost not enough.

They saw the thrilling fighting scenes, with both sides going back and forth and showing off their magical powers; there was also the magical method of removing poison, where a green light flashed and the originally extremely poisonous herbs instantly became non-toxic and harmless; there was also the creepy process of catching ghosts, where the ghosts had nowhere to hide under the master's spell and were eventually collected into the magic weapon; and the scene of breaking the curse was even more amazing, as the curse was torn apart in the air, as if it had lost all its power.

All of this was a visual feast for these Taoist children who had just entered the Taoist sect, leaving them dazzled and overwhelmed.

"Is this the charm of Taoism?" Taoist boy Qing Yuan murmured to himself, his eyes full of yearning and awe for Taoism.

Ah Cai stood aside, watching all this, her worries gradually dissipating. With a thought, she established a connection with 00541 and the Golden Raccoon. Just as she was about to say something, she was suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps.

The abbot, Fusheng, walked in with a solemn expression. He waved the dustpan in his hand and muttered, "Wulian Tianzun, what happened to Junior Sister? Why did you attract lightning just now?"

Before he finished speaking, Fuyun also floated into Fuxia's alchemy hall. He asked anxiously, "What happened? Why did it attract lightning?"

His eyes fell on Nun Fuxia's hair, which was once jet black and shiny, but now had a faint trace of white hair. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "What's going on? What on earth did you do to have a strand of hair turn white and to have consumed so much of your energy?"

Fuxia carefully led the two brothers to a secluded corner, then took out the Xuming token from her bosom and said softly, "Brothers, this is what happened..."

She recounted in detail everything that had just happened, including the strange incident and the sudden appearance of the token.

Fusheng stared at the Xuming token in his hand and said thoughtfully, "If there is no major event, how could this Xuming token be brought out? Our Xuming Temple is not yet established, and pilgrims are rare. Ordinary people simply cannot climb this Xuming Mountain."

He turned his gaze to Nangong Xi, who was trying on new clothes, and continued, "The world has changed! As long as we can save his life, the world should not be in chaos!"

Fuyun frowned and said worriedly, "The secret vase must have been lost. Finding it won't be easy! But Nangong Xi's curse was broken just in time. The person who cast the curse will definitely suffer the consequences. I guess they won't be able to perform this kind of evil magic again for another ten years!"