Chapter 775: Yin Yang Sanren

Everyone looked at each other, and Xie Tianjun asked, "Explain the matter clearly."

The Taoist nun with a beauty mole on her lips hummed, and when she raised her head again, there were two more tear marks on her face.

Her story was not long, but it was very distressing to listen to.

The thing is, the Zhenwo Temple has no inheritance, and it was only established in recent years. The master of the Zhenwo Temple is a Taoist who calls himself Yin Yang Sanren.

He got the secret method of Taoist bedroom art from somewhere. After establishing the Zhenwo Temple, he abducted beautiful women everywhere to practice with them and enhance his own Taoism.

In order to prevent the abducted women from escaping and leaking secrets, he prepared a secret medicine to control these women. Once the medicine takes effect, they will be burning with desire and unable to control themselves. If they do not have sex with men within a certain period of time, they will be paralyzed and die.

Although the secret medicine can control their lives, not every woman is afraid of death. There are many chaste and heroic women among the abducted women. They are unwilling to succumb to the tyranny of Yin Yang Sanren and want to resist and expose his crimes.

But none of these women could step out of the True Self View, because they all died, without exception.

Those who survived were all people who cherished their lives and were unwilling to die like this, and they became the cauldrons and puppets of Yin Yang Sanren, not only satisfying his desires, but also helping him to abduct beautiful women from good families.

The number of women who have suffered from Yin Yang Sanren's murderous hands in these years is too numerous to count.

After listening to the Taoist nun's story, Jiang Zitang, Han Yao and other women's faces turned pale with anger, and their fists clenched. They wished they could fly to the True Self View right now and kill the damn Yin Yang Sanren.

Han Hao was a man who was eager to do good for the public, and what he hated most was this kind of human tragedy. His temples were throbbing with veins, his fists were clenched and clenched, and he was obviously on the verge of a rage.

The Taoist nun with a beauty mole on her mouth knelt there and cried like rain, crying for her tragic fate and for the guilt she felt for harming so many innocent women over the years.

From a moral point of view, she was totally wrong and deserved to die.

But from her point of view, she just wanted to live.

She deserved sympathy, but from the moment she colluded with Yin Yang Sanren to abduct innocent women, she deserved to die.

The other nuns also cried, wiping their tears with their sleeves while crying, and their pitiful appearance was really unbearable.

Xie Tianjun looked at the Taoist nun kneeling on the ground and said calmly, "Let's go to Zhenwo Temple."

The Taoist nun was shocked and tried to dissuade him, "Do you want to go to him directly like this? No, he has set up a large formation in Zhenwo Temple, which can not only resist external enemies, but also trap and strangle anyone who breaks in. It is extremely powerful."

"Besides, he is extremely strong and proficient in many Taoist arts. Although you are powerful, there are many of his trusted disciples in Zhenwo Temple, and they have also practiced the art of combined attack. I am afraid you are not their opponents."

Han Hao waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about this. Just follow us back to Zhenwo Temple. Don't worry, after killing that damn Yin Yang Sanren, the poison in your body will be cured."

The Taoist nun thought for a while, gritted her teeth and nodded, "Okay."

The group returned to Zhenwo Temple, and the four kidnapped good women were also taken with them. It's in the wilderness here, so they can't just stay where they are, right? What if a ferocious beast or a passerby with bad behavior comes?

The group soon arrived at the True Self Temple. This time, they didn't knock on the door at all. They flew directly through the mountain gate and entered the True Self Temple.

At the Taoist nun's suggestion, the group directly broke into the quiet room where Yin Yang Sanren usually practiced, but it was empty and the furnishings were very simple. Only a huge soft couch in the center was more conspicuous.

Obviously, this quiet room is where Yin Yang Sanren usually practices with his female disciples.

Xie Tianjun frowned, "Why is there no one?"

The Taoist nun with a beauty mole on her mouth shook her head blankly. Before she could answer, there were chaotic footsteps outside the quiet room. A group of beautiful Taoist nuns wearing Taoist robes and holding whisks surrounded the door of the quiet room.

The leading Taoist nun with a red spot on her forehead glanced at Xie Tianjun and others, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you and why are you forcing your way into my Taoist temple?"

Xie Tianjun didn't waste time talking to her and asked directly: "Where is Yin Yang Sanren?"

The leading Taoist nun narrowed her eyes and became alert. She glanced at the Taoist nuns around the strangers and guessed something. She stepped back half a step and shouted: "Open the formation!"

"Yes!"

Several white shadows flew in different directions.

A trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Xie Tianjun's eyes. He moved and appeared in front of the leading Taoist nun in an instant like a gust of wind. He pinched her snow-white neck and twisted it. With a click, her neck was directly twisted off. Her head drooped on her shoulders, her eyes were still open, revealing a sense of disbelief.

At the same time, the True Self Temple's formation was activated.

The remaining Taoist nuns saw that the most valued female disciple of the temple master had died like this. They were immediately scared and dared not fight again even if the formation was activated. They turned around and fled.

But at the same time they turned around, Li Guanhai's palm space rune flashed, and he appeared in the center of the crowd, and the law field spread out, covering this space.

The movements of the Taoist nuns all froze at this moment, as if time was frozen at this moment, but their consciousness and thinking ability were still there, and they were not deprived.

There was a rumbling sound above their heads, and everyone looked up. The formation had taken shape, but because no one was holding the formation plate to control it, no offensive was launched.

In the quiet room, the Taoist nun with a beauty mole on her mouth was stunned by the scene in front of her. Who were these young people? They could easily break the neck of the disciple of Yin Yang Sanren.

Although she was far superior to Yin Yang Sanren, she was also the strongest person in Zhenwo Temple besides Yin Yang Sanren, and was usually the most favored. In the end, she died like this.

At this moment, the Taoist nun suddenly had hope in her heart. She felt that she had met a noble person today, or a group of noble people. Maybe she and these poor sisters could really escape from the clutches of the devil this time.

Li Guanhai reduced the suppression of the law field, and the Taoist nuns who could not move immediately began to beg for mercy, and the scene was very noisy.

"That's enough!" Han Hao roared with all his might, shocking everyone, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to kill you. I know you are all women abducted by Yin Yang Sanren, and I also know that you have your own reasons and have to succumb to his tyranny. But now, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven, kill that beast, and give you freedom."

"Who will tell me now, where did that grandson hide?"

The Taoist nuns hesitated, and no one was willing to be the first to speak, because the fate of betraying Yin Yang Sanren would be miserable, and they didn't want to be the first to speak.

But at this time, a Taoist nun with a pair of peach blossom eyes burst into tears and sobbed: "He went to Man Yue City."