The Immortal Has Been Blackened [Transmigration Book]

Mo Yue's clever plan was to tie up two more young monks who were going to relieve their hands and throw them into the Qiankun bag.Mo Yue and Ye Xiaoyi transformed into two little monks again and mixed into the search team.

Ye Xiaoyi and Mo Yue immediately changed from being searched to inspecting others.

However, Ye Xiaoyi was still a little apprehensive: "Mo Yue, we don't even know the names of these two young monks, what should we do if we meet acquaintances?"

Mo Yue said confidently: "Don't worry, when you meet acquaintances, they will tell you, what's your name? If you don't believe me, take a look."

"Uh, will you?" Three black lines fell from the corners of Ye Xiaoyi's forehead.

Sure enough, an acquaintance came to see the two of them after a while:

"Huixin, Huijue, you are responsible for verifying the identities of this group of people. You have to go get the magic mirror from senior brother Huiwu by yourself, and return the magic mirror when you are done using it. Let's check it out and leave quickly. Enough."

"..." Ye Xiaoyi silently turned his eyes to look at Mo Yue, you are always so good at calculation.

After meeting acquaintances once, not only did they know their own name, but they even knew the names of senior brother and others.

After the person who announced the task left, Ye Xiaoyi cleared his throat and asked Mo Yue, "Who do you think is Huixin? Who is Huijue?"

Mo Yue touched Ye Xiaoyi's bald head with a smile, and said quietly: "Later, let's talk less and be more silent. Do things as slowly as possible, they will tell us by themselves."

Ye Xiaoyi immediately felt that this game of pretending to be someone else was quite fun.No wonder there are always people impersonating him, this task is very challenging and technical.

Ye Xiaoyi and Mo Yue followed the example of other young monks, and after organizing a group of people, they went to Senior Brother Huiwu to get the magic mirror.

The moment Mo Yue took the illusion mirror, he broke it very easily.

Brother Hui Wu, who kept the mirror, didn't notice that the mirror had failed at all, and told the two of them: "Be careful not to drop it, and return it quickly when you're done using it. There are still a lot of people waiting to use it."

Ye Xiaoyi nodded in agreement, then turned his head and held the magic mirror in his hand to take a left and a right photo, and asked Mo Yue a lot of questions like a curious baby:

"If the illusion mirror is not broken, what does it show me? Is it a little silver fox, a golden fox statue, or a person? If it is used to illuminate you, can you see a blue peacock?"

Mo Yue said: "Firefox and I have high levels of cultivation. A phantom mirror of this level can't reflect our real body at all. No matter how we look at it, the mirror surface is empty. If it is used to look at you, it will be a little silver fox.

If there is a super-grade illusion mirror, it can reflect your soul, and you can see your own appearance in the mirror. "

"So, if I get the super magic mirror, I can see other people's primordial spirit?" Ye Xiaoyi was a little excited, then he would know who took him away.

Mo Yue smiled and said, "How can a super-grade magic mirror be so good? There are very few super-grade high-level magic weapons in the entire cultivation world. Even I don't have many of them."

Ye Xiaoyi and Mo Yue took the disused illusion mirror and pretended to check the monks in the Valley of the Evil one by one.

After a while, a little monk came to urge people: "Huixin, have you used up the magic mirror yet? It's our turn to use it."

"Oh, it's used up, it's used up, here it is." Ye Xiaoyi handed the magic mirror over, and received another message.

It turns out that the little monk I transformed into is called Huixin.

After Ye Xiaoyi and Mo Yue completed their mission, they were called back to the team.Yishui's bald-headed young monks stood in several rows, all silent and very disciplined.

Until the last group of young monks returned, the search brigade still did not find any suspicious persons.

Ye Xiaoyi stuck out his tongue silently in his heart, the magic mirror has been scrapped, so of course you can't find any abnormal results.

Master Liaochen sent by Shaolin received a secret letter early in the morning, knowing that the new head of the Valley of the Wicked is their target.

Although Master Liaochen is a monk, his techniques are still very sophisticated.He can't take the liberty to offend the head of the Valley of the Wicked, if the secret report is false, he will have an enmity with the upper management of the Valley of the Wicked.

The young monks checked all the soldiers in the Valley of the Evil, and Master Liaochen said:

"All of you, please come out for the inspection. It's just a routine inspection. As long as the last person is checked, the magic weapon you want, I will offer it with both hands."

A quarter of an hour later, Senior Brother Huiwu came to report: "Master, it's not good, the Double-faced Buddha has escaped!"

The Treasure Hunting Brigade who followed Shaolin formed teams to follow up in all directions.

The two hunted targets, Ye Xiaoyi and Mo Yue, just followed the young monks back to the Shaolin School so openly.Anyway, there are two bosses missing in the Valley of the Wicked, and two monks Hua are missing, so they can no longer stay.

Ye Xiaoyi and Mo Yue are going to harm Shaolin.

Shaolin is the largest sect in the Buddhist world, and it has the most mountains and secret places in the entire Buddhist world.

Almost all the mountains or secret places that Ye Xiaoyi had seen belonged to the Shaolin School.The headquarters of the Shaolin School is in the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, and it has many branches.

On the top of a mountain, there is an abbot of Shaolin, who leads hundreds of disciples to practice. These disciples call the abbot master and form a sect of their own.One mountain is one distribution, and the number of distributions is very large.

Qingfeng Mountain is one of the 72 peaks in Shaolin. Master Liaochen is the abbot of Linghui Temple in Qingfeng Mountain.Ye Xiaoyi and Mo Yue followed the young monks back to this Linghui Temple.

Master Liaochen has many disciples, some outside the sect and some entering the house.It happened that the two young monks, Huixin and Huijue, were formal apprentices who had worshiped their masters, not outside disciples who were doing hard work under the name of Linghui Temple.

This means that many people know them.

Ye Xiaoyi entered the Linghui Temple, which was as big as the imperial palace, and found that his function was to serve tea to his master, senior uncles, and senior brothers.There is only one howl left in his heart: Please don't let go!

Ye Xiaoyi has a very headache, how can I tell who these uncles and brothers are?What kind of tea do you want?He doesn't even know how to get to where these people live, how can this play out?

Ye Xiaoyi said to Mo Yue: "Why don't we change our faces? I will be Huijue, and you will be Huixin? I think wiping the sword is much easier."

Huijue's job at Linghui Temple is to clean swords, and hundreds of swords need to be cleaned and maintained every day.Tired is a little bit tired, but the advantage is that repetitive labor is enough. The work is simple and basically does not wear out.

Mo Yue laughed, touched his little bald head, and reminded:

"We are here to play. You have a predestined relationship with Buddhism. I brought you here to listen to people talking about Buddhism. As for wiping swords and serving tea, someone else will do it."

Ye Xiaoyi asked: "Who will do it?"