After I was reborn, I was entangled by my nemesis

"Really? Where is this place?"

"In the Changshan Ghost Valley, it is a natural grotto. I heard from the locals that you can't get out if you go in, so I only went around the outside of the mountain that time." Wei Cangxing paused, and continued, "There is a grotto there. A large stone forest towers densely, and the sun can't even shine in. I feel a headache from the outside, let alone go in. The local people told me that the center of the stone forest is the Xuanji Grotto, which is said to be a prison built by gods. I have imprisoned a lot of sinners and devils."

Yan Rong nodded, understanding what he meant.

"By the way, Yan Rong, you just said that the weapon you used in your previous life was the Ghost Sword. How did you get it? It couldn't be Qinglong Village that destroyed my senior brother, right?"

"No! Someone else dedicated this sword to me!"

Wei Cangxing didn't ask any more questions, just said: "Then you have it with you? The Ghost Control Sword is very powerful!"

Yan Rong shook her head and said, "In the previous life, when all the immortal sects besieged Cangluan Mountain, I knew that I was going to die, so I hid the Ghost Control Sword in the secret room of Cangluan Mountain. Now, this sword is not with me."

Wei Cangxing smacked his lips and said, "Oh, it's a pity, don't even think about it now, it is impossible for my senior brother and the others to give you the sword."

"That's all right, I can get it."

"Get it? Are you going to fight with your uncle?" Wei Cangxing said anxiously.

"No, I mean," Yan Rong sat down next to Wei Cangxing, and said seriously, "Go back to the previous life and get back my ghost-controlling sword."

Wei Cangxing and Yuan Qing: "..."

"Brother Yanrong, do you have a fever?"

Yan Rong hurriedly said, "I didn't! I'm serious! Wei Cangxing, you should understand this kind of magic weapon."

Wei Cang said nothing, but took out "Exorcism and Exorcism Record" from somewhere and flipped through it.

"Wei Cangxing, have you always carried this book with you?"

"Otherwise, if you don't bring anything with you, you have to take it with you when you travel. It's easy to wipe your mouth and your butt."

"..."

"Hmm..." The book seemed to be much thinner than when Yan Rong read it last time, Wei Cangxing suddenly shouted, "I found it!"

Yan Rong went to look, and saw Wei Cangxing pointing to a lamp and said, "This is the Nine-Ming Profound Lamp, a Buddhist magic weapon, only those who are predestined can see it. This lamp can open the tunnel of time and space, allowing us to travel to the previous life."

Yan Rong looked at the ordinary lotus lantern on the book and frowned.

"But this lamp is too ordinary, it doesn't look like a treasure."

"Maybe your ancestor didn't have the chance to see it, so you guessed it yourself?"

Yan Rong nodded understandingly.

"Nine Ming Xuan Lantern... Where is this lamp?"

Wei Cangxing pointed to a line of words in the book and said: "The mysterious lamp is often held in the hands of the golden Buddha of Shanquan Temple, and you can see it if you have a predestined relationship... So Yan Rong, you should give up this idea."

"Why?"

"You have committed so many murders, it would be good if the Buddha didn't come to destroy you, why would he give you a treasure?"

Yan Rong sighed: "Then... I have to go to Qinglong Village to kowtow, and beg my uncle to lend me the sword..."

"Let's see how to get to Shanquan Temple!"

Yan Rong: "..."

Wei Cangxing said to Yuan Qing again: "Where is the little white snake, do you want to go with us, or just say goodbye?"

Yuan Qing's eyes were still red, he looked at Yan Rong, and said sadly: "Although I came out of the snake den, in this world... I'm afraid no one will tolerate me, I..."

"How could it be? You can still sneak into the human world by changing your appearance!"

"...I, I don't want to..."

Wei Cangxing looked at Yan Rong, but Yan Rong glanced away and said:

"You make up your mind..."

"...Then let the little white snake stay here, anyway, he can't go anywhere now."

"No! This place is too barren, there is nothing, I will starve to death!" Yuan Qing shouted.

Wei Cangxing was in trouble, and Yan Rong who was at the side suddenly walked over.

"I almost forgot, you just said that the book is not with you, but the remnant book is always there, right? Hand it over first and we will decide where you go."

"...was burned by someone a long time ago... just like me, it was burned together with my physical body." Yuan Qing burst into tears again as he spoke.

Yan Rong: "..."

It is said that it was burned, but even the fragmented copy is actually very difficult to destroy. It is estimated that the book is now in the hands of Kong Jinming...

Whether he will become his second self, Yan Rong doesn't know...

"Hey! What should I do! Yan Rong!" Wei Cangxing yelled, "I can't bear to let him go, what's wrong with me?!"

Yan Rong hurriedly said: "Don't be fooled by him, Yuan Qing, if you don't want to go back to the dark snake cave, stop being a demon. If something happens to you again, I believe that the snake mother will never come back." let you out."

Yuan Qing knew that Yan Rong was telling the truth, so he quickly nodded in response.

"I……"

"What else do you want to say?"

Yuan Qing only put his hand on his chest, and gradually clenched it tightly, but he didn't speak any more.

Seeing Yuan Qing like this, Wei Cangxing felt distressed again, he said to Yan Rong: "Let's take him to Taibai Mountain, there is everything there, and let him take care of it easily, little white snake, what do you think?"

"Me! I'm going!"

Yan Rong also agreed, because the two of them didn't know where the Shanquan Temple was, so they took Yuan Qing back to their hermitage, and they rested for a few days before going out to look for the Shanquan Temple.

Before leaving, Yan Rong said to Yuan Qing: "Stay here well, everything is sufficient, and the weather will get warmer after winter is almost over, obediently wait for us to come back, and don't go out without authorization!"

"Um……"

"Don't worry, he is now a public enemy of the cultivation world just like us, hahaha..."

Wei Cangxing smiled and then stopped, feeling sad.A few days ago, he sent a letter asking his senior brother if he knew about Shanquan Temple, and Jiang Lin sent a letter back the next day.

"There are many temples with this name in the world. If you want to find the Shanquan Temple that enshrines Buddhist treasures, it should be built in a mountain forest. It probably won't be in the market, but there are also big hermits hidden in the city. If you want to find ...It really depends on luck."

Wei Cang breathed out: "Yeah! If you say it, it means you didn't say it. It's a waste of my copper coins."

Yan Rong said, "I think what Uncle Shi said is not unreasonable, let's go to the bookstore at the foot of the mountain to have a look."

"What are you doing there?"

Yan Rong went down the mountain with Wei Cangxing by his side.

"You will know when you go!"

The two came to the book shop, and there was a table of books in front of the shop, all of which were opera books and small picture albums, all of which people like to read in their free time, Yan Rong found one of them, and waved it in front of Wei Cangxing's eyes.

"Top [-] unpopular tourist destinations?"

"That's right!"

Wei Cangxing understood, and the two looked through it, and they really found Yishanquan Temple.

"Wow! It's so far away, so close!"

It was originally written in this book that Shanquan Temple happened to be located in the Taibai Mountains, and how to get there was written in detail, and the two of them touched it that afternoon.

The temple was built on the mountain, and there is a mountain spring at the foot of the mountain, but it has been frozen, and a hole was cut in the ice, which should be used by the people in the temple to fetch water.

Looking up at the mountain from the side of the spring, I saw a yellow house hidden among pines and cypresses. This must be the Shanquan Temple.

Wei Cangxing sighed, "I really didn't know there was such a temple here."

"So it's an unpopular place, let's go up and have a look?"

"Ok!"

The two came to the temple, but the gate of the temple was closed tightly, as if they didn't accept pilgrims. Wei Cangxing stepped forward and knocked on the temple door. After a while, a young monk opened the door.

The little monk looked at the two of them and said, "The two benefactors are here to offer incense?"

"Exactly, why is the gate of your temple closed? Could it be that you are not waiting for pilgrims today?"

"The benefactor misunderstood, because there are few pilgrims in the small temple, and even less people come in winter, please come in, benefactor."

The two masters and apprentices entered the temple, the temple was not big, only two or three rooms in a courtyard, a few emerald pines were planted in the courtyard, there were only the two of them in the courtyard, it was deserted.

The two looked around for a while, and a figure who looked like an abbot came out of the Buddhist hall.

"The two benefactors want to offer incense? This way please!" The old monk led them into the Buddhist hall, and the young monk handed each of them a stick of incense.

Yan Rong looked at this Buddha statue, it was a sitting Buddha, his brows and eyes were slightly closed, his face was full of peace and tranquility, the right hand of the Buddha statue was holding an exquisitely carved lotus lamp, inside the lamp was a white candle, but the white candle was not lit .

After the two of them offered incense, the little monk stood not far away holding the money box. Wei Cangxing understood and hurried over to take out a few coppers and put them in the box. The little monk muttered, "It's not enough for a stick of incense money!"

The abbot hurriedly shouted: "Hui Yuan! Don't be rude, thank the benefactor quickly."

Hui Yuan: "Thank you benefactor."

Wei Cangxing just felt embarrassed, he laughed, and felt that he was really too stingy, so he took out a few copper coins and put them in the cash box.

"Amitabha, thank you benefactor..."

"Abbot, why don't you light the lotus lamp in the Buddha statue's hand?" Yan Rong asked beside him.

The monk's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly looked at the Buddha statue. Wei Cangxing followed suit, and indeed he saw an unlit lotus lantern.

The old monk looked at the Buddha statue, then at Yan Rong, and immediately asked, "Almsgiver, can you see the lotus lamp?"

"Ah... can you see it... shouldn't you see it?"

The old monk was overjoyed and said: "There are destined people for Buddha's crossing, there are destined people for Buddha's crossing! Huiyuan! Quick! Get the red robe quickly!"

Seeing the old monk like this, the master and the apprentice didn't know what happened, but the young monk had already run out and came back with a red robe in his hands.

"Can both benefactors see the lotus lamp in my Buddha's hand?" the old monk asked again.

The two looked at the sitting Buddha, the lotus lamp was still there, they looked at each other, and they both answered yes.

"Good, good, then please use this red robe to take down the lotus lamp."

Wei Cangxing saw the old monk chattering, and asked, "Why did you do this?"

"It's strange that I didn't make it clear. The two benefactors can see that this lotus lamp is a predestined person whom the Buddha wants to cross. The benefactor will take the lotus lamp. This is the Buddha's will."

Yan Rong asked: "Abbot, could it be that the thing in the hands of this Buddha statue is a Buddhist magic weapon, the Nine-Ming Profound Lamp?"

The old monk nodded and said, "Exactly."

The two were overjoyed, Yan Rong hurriedly took the red robe from the young monk, Wei Cangxing nodded to him, he went to the back of the altar, and gently took down the Nine-Ming Xuandeng in front of the sitting Buddha.

The old monk said again: "You can't touch it with your hands at this time. If you want to use this lotus lantern in the future, the two benefactors should first bathe, cleanse and change clothes, and then put your hands on both sides of the lantern, and it will take the benefactor to the place you want to go." , it can be described as what the heart thinks, what the lotus wants."

Yan Rong looked at the mysterious lamp in his hand, and felt that it was heavy. The mysterious lamp consisted of nine copper lotus leaves, and a short white candle stood in the center, which had no trace of being lit. The body of the lamp was engraved with large and small mantras, Should be Sanskrit.

Yan Rong held the Xuan Lantern in front of Wei Cangxing, and the old monk said again: "The benefactor can see the white candle in the lantern."

The two nodded.