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Feng Shuying was stunned for a moment when she heard the word "Celestial Master" and asked: "Is Taoist Master the Tianyi Temple's Celestial Master?"

Tianshi's tone was calm: "The title Tianshi is just a joking name for the juniors."

This is to admit that he is a heavenly master of Tianyi Guan.

Feng Shuying had heard something about the Heavenly Master from Manager Zhou before, but she didn't expect to see it at Concubine Xu's place today.

She then said: "The Heavenly Master looks like an immortal, and I think his Taoism is very profound."

"My lord, he accidentally got into trouble some time ago. His luck has not been very good during this period."

"The Heavenly Master was invited by Concubine Xu to attend her birthday party. I think he is an acquaintance."

"Can the Heavenly Master exorcise evil spirits from the prince?"

She said this in an innocent tone, as if she was completely unaware of the real reason for Jing Moye's poor luck.

Feng Shuying looked so harmless, and she was still worried about Jing Moye.

The Heavenly Master had heard a lot about Feng Shuying from Concubine Xu before.

He used to think that she was either an innocent girl who knew nothing, or a master who had a deep secret.

After he had this face-to-face meeting with her, he felt that she was probably the former and that he was worrying too much.

He then said: "Those who are infected with evil spirits are certain that their hearts are not right."

"This kind of thing needs to be solved fundamentally by oneself. It cannot be solved by Taoist people."

Feng Shuying: "..."

These words sounded familiar to her, and they were exactly the same as what Manager Zhou had told her about the behavior of the Taoist priests at Tianyi Temple.

She didn't know why the Taoism and Buddhism in this world were so poor before. After seeing the Tianshi, she inexplicably understood.

It's not that Taoism and Buddhism are incompatible, but that they themselves are not upright.

When she learned Taoism in her previous life, although they were not morally required to save the common people, they were also required to do their best to help those in need.

However, Tianyiguan's morality has become: if a person encounters a demon, it must be the person's problem, not the demon harming others.

Feng Shuying didn't understand this logic.

Jing Moye seemed to have seen this kind of behavior of the Heavenly Master. He said coldly: "Don't you know that there are only a group of hypocrites left in Xuanmen today?"

"Their morality is to only harm people, not save them."

After saying that, he dragged her away.

She seemed to want to say something to the Celestial Master, but was dragged a little reluctantly.

The Heavenly Master's eyes darkened slightly after seeing their actions, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

He was already prepared today, Jing Moye would definitely die.

After Jing Moye dragged Feng Shuying away, Feng Shuying stopped pretending and asked, "He has a lot of karma and has done many bad things before."

Jing Moye was noncommittal.

Feng Shuying thought of another thing: "My lord, did you know before that your spell was cast by him?"

Jing Moye had a cold face and said nothing, but Feng Shuying knew that she had guessed correctly, but she had a bigger question in her heart.

She looked at him and said, "Since the prince knows that he was the one who cast the curse, why didn't you kill him early?"

Based on her understanding of Jing Moye, he was not the kind of person who could swallow his anger.

He did not kill this wicked Celestial Master. Most likely, the Celestial Master had some powerful means and it was not easy to kill him.

Jing Moye said in a deep voice: "He cannot die until this king's spell is solved." Feng Shuying asked: "Why?"

Jing Moye looked at her and said, "You really didn't see it?"

Feng Shuying remembered something, looked at him with wide eyes and said, "It's not what I thought, is it?"

The corners of Jing Moye's lips curled up slightly: "That's probably what you think."

Feng Shuying couldn't help but cursed and asked, "How did the prince find out?"

There are many kinds of spells in this world, one of which is stacking spells.

At first glance, this kind of spell is no different from ordinary spells, but it will transfer all the bad luck and harm of the caster to the person being cast.

In other words, if Tianshi was slashed by someone, nothing would happen to him, and that stab would be equivalent to a slash on Jing Moye's body.

If the Heavenly Master gets sick, he himself will not be affected, but all the symptoms will be reflected in Jing Moye.

But Jing Moye's illness and injury will not have any impact on Tianshi.

Jing Moye only glanced at Feng Shuying and did not answer her question, but she understood what he meant instantly.

Last time Jing Moye knew that the person who benefited from his spell was the Thirteenth Prince, he was sure that the person who cast the spell was the Celestial Master.

With Jing Moye's temperament, it was impossible for him to take no action after learning about this incident.

He most likely sent people to rob and kill the Heavenly Master, only then did he discover this.

Her guess was basically correct. The fact was that after Jing Moye found out about this, he went to kill the Heavenly Master himself.

He slapped the Heavenly Master in the face, but he was the one who flew out in the end.

Mo Ye found this situation embarrassing, so he didn't tell Feng Shuying.

At this time, Feng Shuying guessed correctly and reached out to press her eyebrows: "Your Majesty, I may not be able to help you break the spell today."

Because someone who can cast such a spell must have extremely profound skills.

Her body has only been able to practice magic for more than a month. No matter how talented she is, she cannot be the opponent of someone who has been practicing Xuanmen magic for many years.

Even if there is no head-to-head confrontation, she doesn't have much chance of winning.

Not only was Jing Moye not unhappy when he heard her words, but on the contrary, a smile appeared on his lips: "I understand."

Feng Shuying was a little puzzled when she saw his expression. This guy is really a lunatic. He is still happy when he can't solve the spell. He must be mentally ill!
She approached him and said, "Although I can't break the spell today, I can teach him a lesson."

Jing Moye looked towards her, and she motioned for him to lower his head and come over.

He glanced at her, she pulled his sleeve lightly, and he lowered his head slightly uncomfortably.

The next moment, Feng Shuying stood on tiptoe and said a few words in his ear.

Her breath slowly penetrated into his ears, making it easier to speak. Her lips were close to his ears, moist and soft.

Her whole body was almost half hanging on his body at this moment. This kind of closeness that she took the initiative to lean towards made him involuntarily feel fond of her.

For a moment, he didn't hear what she was saying at all, all his attention was on her soft lips.

After she finished speaking, she said softly: "Your Majesty, can you cooperate?"

Jing Moye said quietly: "I didn't hear you clearly just now, please say it again."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She turned to look at him, and he was looking at her too, his peach eyes obviously darker and brighter than before.

She felt that something was wrong with his look at this moment, but she couldn't tell what was wrong for a while...