Comes like wind and rain and goes like dust.

When they came to Shoushan again, the woman in red quietly talked about Confucius' thoughts. She looked at the mountains and rivers unchanged, but her heart felt like a big dream.

The hatred that tormented her day and night and made her go crazy when she thought about it, just disappeared?

As her thoughts raced back and forth, she calmed down her mind slightly and bowed to Mo Chuan Yingying:

"It's a pity that God allowed me to meet the Mountain God, just like a lamp in a dark room or a boat when crossing a river. Now my great revenge has been avenged. From now on, I can only be driven by the Mountain God and I will never have a second thought."

Mo Chuan found a stubborn stone, sat down cross-legged and said, "Did you know that your deliberate concealment almost caused a disaster?"

Hearing this, the woman in red knelt down and said, "I know that I was wrong, and I am willing to accept the punishment!"

Mo Chuan looked at it and sighed: "I think you have been investigating this matter for a long time. I would like to ask you, apart from Tianwei Tulu, are there anyone else involved in the Huitong Zen Temple?"

The woman in red replied: "I don't know about me, but I have captured Zhao Jincao's soul, and Tian Wei used the soul search technique to find out the truth. However, my cultivation is limited, so I have to trouble the mountain god with this matter."

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Mo Chuan became interested: "Soul-searching technique?"

"ah--"

"Since we are starting from scratch, I want to change my appearance. From now on, there will no longer be the red-clothed Ghost King Yingying in the world."

Yuan Qi fell into the body of the woman in red, and her terrifying appearance immediately underwent subtle changes.

Seeing this, the woman in red hurriedly said: "This is my own self-realization of magic. It is extremely evil and evil, and it cannot be put on the stage."

When Tian Wei's remnant soul showed up, he had a look of surprise on his face, but Mo Chuan had already returned to his original appearance.

"Does that mean restoring the original appearance? Or changing the appearance?"

This technique requires high soul strength.

Those whose souls are not strong are extremely vulnerable to backlash, which can range from having their memory confused to losing their soul in severe cases.

Even though his will was astonishing, he still fell into a coma after three breaths, and soon his soul and body were ethereal and almost collapsed.

She turned into an escaping light, and her speed was twice as fast as usual. It was not only blessed by the purple lotus, but also because she had a return date in her heart and was impatient.

The girl in red bowed her head again, feeling as if she was bathing in the spring breeze.

It should be noted that the secret of the Flesh Lotus must be hidden in Tian Wei's memory. If the woman in red uses this secret in exchange for his trust.

"I am willing!"

Huitong Zen Temple took advantage of the tax exemption for monks to plunder and annex a large amount of land. It looked like it was benefiting the believers, but in fact it was sucking the blood of the imperial court.

Mo Chuan murmured.

The woman in red said meekly, with her gentle appearance, it was hard for people to believe that she was actually a fierce ghost in red.

It only took three hours to master it.

Mo Chuan smiled.

A drop of scarlet blood tear fell into the pool, causing ripples and disturbing the gentle face.

"I am satisfied that I can change my appearance and start over. I have no requirements for my appearance. Everything depends on the gift of the mountain god."

After one breath, the soul suddenly disintegrated, dust returned to dust, and dust returned to dust.

His appearance can't be said to be that of a country or a city, but he has good facial features and is of a small family.

If this cancer can be dug out, it will be a great achievement.

"It turns out he is an abandoned son. No wonder Huitong Temple dares to entertain him like this."

After hearing the words, Mo Chuan thought for a moment, pursed his lips and spit out a mouthful of Yuan Qi:

——[Earth Fiend·Spray]

Mo Chuan waved his hand to accept the two remaining souls, knowing in his heart that this was the woman in red's declaration of surrender.

The woman in red bowed and left.

This technique was indeed created by the fierce ghost in red, it is very strange and vicious.

At least, in Mo Chuan's view, soul searching can be called a witchcraft.

"I have a skill that allows me to change my appearance. Are you willing to shed your ghost appearance and start from scratch?"

"From now on, there will be no red-clothed ghosts in this world, only Shoushan women in red."

"Go ahead. If anything happens, you can call me with incense in your hand."

Mo Chuan retracted his palm and closed his eyes. Fragmented memories rolled through his mind, like watching a 3D movie.

After sending away the woman in red, Mo Chuan immediately escaped into the sacrificial furnace and practiced the soul-searching technique.

Not long after, she came to Hantan again, and Xiaoyunshanjun had left at some point.

The woman in red suddenly looked up, with a look of surprise on her face.

Then he saw that the bruises receded, the blood-stained pupils returned to normal, the ferocious facial features became soft and gentle, and the blood-stained clothes turned into a red chest-length undershirt.

By coincidence, he set his sights on Huitong Temple.

It turned out that Zhao Jincao was originally a Beijing official. Although his position was not high, he had a bright future after marrying the daughter of a minister of the Hanlin Academy.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan flicked out a wisp of incense with his finger to help him keep his soul immortal.

The woman in red slowly curled up and sat down, burying her face in her knees and sobbing softly.

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"Crack!"

"I thank the Mountain God for your kindness!"

Mo Chuan shook his head and took out Abbot Huitong, the remnant soul of Tian Wei.

With a rapid scream, Zhao Jincao fainted and died.

Then...the incident of the woman in red broke out, and all the ambitions were gone.

However, he is worthy of being the abbot of Huitong Zen Temple. Zhao Jincao could not survive the soul-searching technique for a second, but he was able to gather some consciousness and find a way to survive.

As Yuan Qi surged, it turned into a series of gnats that gnawed at Zhao Jincao's soul.

Nowadays, it seems that magic can also be divided into good and evil.

The cold pond is empty and silent, and everything is still.

"I will investigate this matter thoroughly. If there are any remnants of the gang, I will definitely tell you and eradicate the roots." Mo Chuan promised.

The severe pain from scratching the bones made Tian Wei scream.

Saying that, the woman in red explained all the methods.

Unfortunately, the soul-searching technique is too overbearing and cruel.

Mo Chuan waved his hand, preparing to practice the soul-searching technique and check Tianwei's memory.

"Who are you?"

Fortunately, Mo Chuan majored in Three Scenery Taoism, the sunlight refining the soul, and the moonlight nourishing the soul;

This made her feel happy for no reason at all.

…

"Wonderful! Tell me what's in your mind."

"Although he is a fool, he still has some insights. It's a pity..."

He also masters the Tiangang method to refine gods and control Qi, and his soul is strong!

Therefore, although practicing the Soul Searching Technique was a bit bumpy, there were no dangers.

And forgiveness for hiding part of the truth before.

However, I don’t know if it was because the poor suddenly got rich and they offended the wrong people, so they had to move to Fenghe County to avoid disaster.

She cautiously walked to the edge of the cold pool, slightly looked towards the water, and saw a scented flower near the clouds first showing up, like the tip of a small lotus, scratching the heart.

Zhao Jincao was reduced to this, so naturally he was unwilling to do anything and wanted to make a difference and returned to the capital.

"Everything depends on the arrangement of the mountain god!" The woman in red returned the gift, looking like she was letting Mo Chuan make the decision.

She was stunned.

After completing the cultivation, he immediately summoned Zhao Jincao's soul, pressed his five fingers on the top of his head, and suddenly launched the Soul Searching Technique.

Mo Chuan asked again.

"Yes, I will take my leave now."

In fact, for her, she was satisfied that the chief culprit had been killed, and she didn't care much about the remaining gang members.

Once this technique is performed, the subject will not only be tortured, but also very likely to lose their soul.
To be continued...