The stolen magic is a bit magical

Unbeknownst to him, his ability to reverse time had already spanned a year, allowing him to trace back everything that had happened in the past year.

From reversing several days in the past to now easily reversing a year, he has actually made great progress in the law of time.

He hasn't yet found the place for the Time Law on the battlefield.

It seems unusable in combat, but in the field of detective work, its level is getting higher and higher.

In his first murder case, he saw the killer.

The murderer entered the Sanfo Temple.

In the second murder case, the killer also entered the Sanfo Temple.

The third, the fourth...

This day!
From morning until sunset.

Lin Xiaosu and Hua Miaoyi spent their time in the air.

Thirty murder scenes, involving a mystery of 137 murders.

"It's getting late, how about we investigate again tomorrow?" Hua Miaoyi said.

Her voice was calm, as always.

Lin Xiaosu gently shook her head: "No need to investigate any further!"

Hua Miaoyi was slightly startled.

“Time is of the essence. I don’t actually have time to investigate the whole case. I just need an excuse!” Lin Xiaosu said, “Now that we have an excuse, we need to make some preparations.”

Hua Miaoyi's heart pounded: "Are you really certain that it's related to the Sanfo Temple?"

"It's not just related! They did it!" Lin Xiaosu said, "This damn temple sect should be wiped out!"

"Exterminate?" Hua Miaoyi uttered a single word.

"Yes!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Of the three superior sects, Yin Yang Temple can be divided, Chaotic Cloud Heaven can be suppressed, but Three Buddha Temple can only be destroyed!"

Hua Miaoyi said, "I'll contact Chunshui and Lu Sanqian!"

"Need not!"

"No need?" Hua Miaoyi was surprised again.

"The more casually this battle is conducted, the greater the shock to Kuncang will be, and the more effective it will be for my subsequent plans," Lin Xiaosu said. "Therefore, it is best for Shenghua Valley to shoulder the burden alone in the battle to destroy the Three Buddha Temple."

Hua Miaoyi fully understood what he was saying.

In the land of Kunlun, people respect authority but not virtue.

The deterrent effect of easily destroying one sect on the other sects is far greater than the effect of combining the strength of three sects to destroy one.

However, can Sheng Hua Valley alone stand against the Three Buddha Temple, currently the strongest sect in Kun Cang?

"Will it really work?"

"Whether it works or not, we'll find out in three days!"

Lin Xiaosu returned to Shenghua Valley with Hua Miaoyi.

They were taken to another residence.

Feng Ji became his secretary.

As soon as Lin Xiaosu closed the door, she began the familiar act that made Feng Ji's heart race.

What kind of shady business is this?
Don't misunderstand, it's perfectly correct!

He's engraving!

He possessed all the array crystal pillars imaginable; he had mastered all five elements, his fingers were like array brushes, and his strokes were as swift as the wind…

Feng Ji did not come in.

She stayed outside the door the whole time.

Filled with anticipation and excitement.

However, on the evening of the third day after Lin Xiaosu finished all the work, Feng Ji knocked on his door and looked at him with a pair of mysterious eyes.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

"Don't call me Senior Sister, please call me... Xiao Ye!" Feng Ji said.

Lin Xiaosu's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her gaze toward the door.

"There's no moon in the sky tonight; it might have fallen under that tree." Feng Ji pointed to a tree halfway up the hillside: "How about we go admire the moon?"

Under that tree, a shy young girl.

Yes, she was shy under the starlight.

No matter which angle you look at her from, she perfectly embodies the image of an innocent and pure girl.

Dawa, she's here.

"Brother!" Dawa looked at Lin Xiaosu walking under the starlight, his face beaming with a pure smile, just like the moon in the sky falling under the tree.

"Why are you here?" Lin Xiaosu greeted her with a smile.

Dawa said, "You sent me here. You said... you wanted to come out of Kuncang with me."

Mr. Lin did indeed say that.

but……

Lin Xiaosu hesitated for a moment: "The matter at hand is not yet finished. I originally planned to invite you again in a few days."

A hint of resentment flashed in Dawa's eyes: "Brother, in your heart, is Dawa only someone you can ride alongside on the frontier in times of peace, and not someone you can entrust your heart to in the face of life-or-death battles?"

"No, really no..." Lin Xiaosu said, "Did your master agree to you taking this step?"

"I don't care if he agrees or not, I ran away secretly!" Dawa chuckled.

"He's asleep again, isn't he?"

"Ah."

"After you finish this, will you go back?"

Dawa gently shook his head: "I'm not going back. I'll go with you out of Kuncang. I'm going home to see my people. I want to experience the moonlight on the grassland without the smoke of wisps of smoke."

The moonlight over the grassland without the "light smoke"...

It seems like he just uttered a poetic phrase, but it also seems to have said much more...

Lin Xiaosu slowly raised her eyes: "Xiao Ye!"

Feng Ji stepped out from behind the tree.

Lin Xiaosu smiled slightly: "This moon wants to light up our night sky, can we give it a place?"

Dawa smiled; her smile was as pure as ever.

The next day was the second day of the second lunar month.

In the early morning, the wind rustled through the Bodhi tree.

The morning bell tolls, its clear and resonant sound lingering. At the Three Buddha Temple, incense smoke curls gently.

The long Buddhist hall was spacious and bright, with three hundred monks sitting on the floor to do their morning prayers. Above them were three senior monks dressed in red robes. They were the three senior monks of the Kong generation from the Sanfo Temple: Abbot Kongwen, Head of the Arhat Hall Kongru, and Head of the Lecture Hall Master Kongxing.

Master Kongxing was giving a lecture on the Avatamsaka Sutra...

"At that time, the World-Honored One sat on this seat, having attained perfect enlightenment in all dharmas, his wisdom encompassing the three times (past, present, and future) in perfect harmony, his body pervading all worlds, and his voice resonating throughout the ten directions..."

Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly.

He raised his gaze and looked beyond the clouds.

Kong Wen and Kong Ru also suddenly raised their eyes.

Clouds swirled and drifted across the sky, and two figures appeared to step through the air.

With a whoosh, a strong wind arose, and the two landed directly on the high platform.

The person on the left is like a celestial fairy, Hua Miaoyi, the Venerable Master of Shenghua Valley.

The person on the right, wearing an outer jacket and white sneakers, was dressed in a style completely out of step with the mainstream of Kuncang. It was none other than Lin Xiaosu.

"Amitabha!" Kongwen rose to greet him: "The Venerable Flower Master's presence is an honor to our humble temple! Please come to the Buddha Hall for tea."

"No need!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Let's say a few words here instead."

The three eminent monks of Sanfo Temple were all startled.

Even in the martial arts world, etiquette is still important.

Hua Miaoyi is the head of a sect. Her landing on the Sanfo Temple's scripture-discussing platform without prior notice is already impolite. Abbot Kongwen's decision not to pursue the matter is already magnanimous. Lin Xiaosu, a junior, also landed on the platform. The only proper etiquette she should have shown was to bow and express her humility.

Instead of being humble, he interrupted us.

In a typical sect, the other party would have reprimanded him directly, saying, "Don't you know any manners? What right do you have to interrupt?"

However, Sanfo Temple is not an ordinary sect; it is a Buddhist temple, and even if there is a fire, it tries its best not to show it to the public.

Abbot Kongwen smiled faintly: "What does Benefactor Lin wish to say?"

"Let's talk about the tragic deaths of the disciples who left Shenghua Valley this past year!" Lin Xiaosu said. "Upon investigation, 137 disciples from Shenghua Valley were innocent victims of the Sanfo Temple's cruelty. Abbot, is this your doing?"

All the monks present were startled.

Kong Wen's expression darkened slightly: "Amitabha! It's been a year since we last met, and Benefactor Lin's habit of believing in falsehoods has only gotten worse."

"Talking nonsense?" Lin Xiaosu sneered, "How about I point out some evidence right here and now?"

"Pointing out evidence!" Kongru couldn't help but ask, "How can you point out evidence out of thin air?"

“So be it!” Lin Xiaosu stretched out her right hand and spun it along the ground.

Thirteen leaves rose from the air and fell into his palm.

Wave your hand!

The entire Buddhist hall is like stepping into the misty Jiangnan region.

In the misty, rainy Jiangnan region, thirteen Bodhi leaves take flight.

The monks below were all startled.

They are not ordinary monks.

Those qualified to sit in the Buddhist hall and listen closely to the teachings of enlightened masters are at least at the peak of the Earthly Realm.

However, while immersed in Lin Xiaosu's "Tears of Parting," they suddenly felt completely restrained and unable to move.

Nine of them watched helplessly as the leaf was placed between their eyebrows.

The other four were all at the Sky-Gazing Realm, and had the ability to retaliate.

As the leaf, imbued with a mysterious aura, shot towards their foreheads, the four simultaneously raised their palms, their palms swirling with energy, to meet the leaf.

boom!
Four figures rose from the ground and crashed into the Buddhist hall behind them.

Everyone's eyes widened at the same time.

Even Hua Miaoyi's beautiful eyes sparkled with wonder.

This move was exquisitely skillful.

Lin Xiaosu used thirteen leaves to shoot at thirteen people amidst his enchanting, misty Jiangnan landscape.

Unable to resist, the leaves gently brushed against their foreheads, causing them no harm whatsoever.

However, those skilled in celestial observation who dared to resist were directly blasted away.

In his hands, a simple leaf embodies both strength and gentleness.

Soft, like a light drizzle.

Gang, with a spirit that can swallow mountains and rivers.

This is no ordinary method.

This is a display of sword intent!

It's no secret that Lin Xiaosu possesses sword intent, as she has demonstrated it several times during her time in Kun Cang.

Now, having witnessed this unrestrained display firsthand, the major players still feel they underestimated him.

His sword intent is extraordinary!
It's probably not just sword intent, but sword intent in blue and white porcelain!

Only they could see that!
Abbot Kongwen raised his hand, his monk's robe flipped, and the enchanting scenery of the misty Jiangnan region was suddenly blown by a gust of wind. His hand stood in front of his chest with one palm: "Benefactor Lin, what exquisite sword intent! Did you come to my Sanfo Temple this time just to show off your skills?"

"No!" Lin Xiaosu said, "As I just said, this is only to testify against the innocent murderers at Sanfo Temple."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand suddenly grabbed!
With a whoosh, a monk who had just been slammed into the corner was pulled in front of him out of thin air.

"Speak!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Was it you who killed the seven disciples of Sheng Hua Valley at the banks of the Chaotic Wind River?"

"Yes!"

A resounding "yes" was the answer.

Everyone in the room was petrified.

The monks below could hardly believe their ears.

The four giants on the platform didn't believe it either.

So you're admitting it?
How can it be?

Kong Wen's face turned ashen: "Hui Qun, you..."

The next word suddenly became louder, like a raging tidal wave crashing down on the monk under Lin Xiaosu's command.

Suddenly, Hua Miaoyi stepped forward and blocked Huiqun's path.

Her hair suddenly flew up, and the sound waves echoed outwards.

Hua Miaoyi's voice was icy: "Master Kongwen, you've even used the Buddhist Thunder Sound technique, are you trying to silence him?"

The thunderous Buddhist chanting could be heard, but it failed to affect Huiqun.

Lin Xiaosu's voice pierced straight down: "Speak, who is instructing you?" (End of this chapter)