Chapter 556
Chapter 556
Chapter 556
The guests who can attend the Buddha Lotus Ceremony are all of ordinary status. Even if there are many who were invited by "offering" lamps to their disciples, they are still leaders in their respective small lineages. When these people participate in such high-end occasions, they often like to bring their best things to make a good impression.
Not to mention, there are also a large number of elders and even family heads from major and top-tier martial arts forces inside.
Grandma Liu's sword is hanging here now.
Beside the sword was a square seal exuding an aura of righteousness and peace, which seemed to want to get close but dare not, remaining elusive.
Li Zhuiyuan will not give up this opportunity.
There was no other way; I was just too afraid of being poor in the past.
However, unlike the automatic laundering of all spoils from the battle on the river, the disposal of this item requires a specific method:
The profits from the other families were brought back to Nantong for a share, while the profits from our own elders were returned in full.
Grandma's sword cannot be given directly to Ah Li.
Tao Yunhe's seal cannot be taken by Tao Zhuming.
Considering the potential for causal backlash, it can only be temporarily stored.
As for the thunder whip of the Ling family elder, it was impossible to return it. Ling Wuxing himself couldn't use it either. Li Zhuiyuan planned to take it back and throw it into the furnace as firewood to increase its attributes.
After the mountain gate stone tablet collapsed, everyone got up and gathered around to see the "Dragon King's chest".
It turned out that as soon as the boy entered the Qinglong Temple's protective barrier, he was attracted by the treasures inside, not by the calligraphy on the stone tablet.
Knowing how this person rose to their position, no one felt any contempt or disdain, especially since they were now in an alliance and would share the spoils with the government.
There are differences between the teams from other regions. Nobody is stupid; everyone can see that the teams from other regions that are based in Nantong improve much faster than others.
Of course, the one who made the most progress didn't live in Nantong often, but he left his godparents in the village.
At this moment, a series of noises came from Qinglong Temple above, and then a majestic Buddha statue stood up, sealing off the entire Qinglong Temple.
Everyone turned to look, their eyes filled with doubt and shock.
After taking a look, Li Zhuiyuan continued to classify the artifacts here.
The boy didn't know what was going to happen up there, but he knew something was bound to happen.
Heaven had already given itself the directory of Qinglong Temple, but Qinglong Temple, using itself as a base, took the initiative to spread its influence among the people of the martial arts world.
This is no different from singing and dancing around a bonfire while pouring gasoline on yourself.
This is the kind of style that Heaven loves most; it allows its aesthetic sense to be subtly and imperceptibly revealed.
Li Zhuiyuan reached out and touched Grandma Liu's sword; its aura was calm.
Immediately, the boy gave the order:
"Besides my team, all the followers are now responsible for moving this batch of things outside the barrier and burying them in a pit."
This one, this one, and this one—leave them untouched.
Don't be lazy, move it as far away as possible, and then set up an array to conceal it over the pit, according to this diagram.
Many elders possess the ability to sense their own possessions, and Li Zhuiyuan didn't want his things to be stolen again after they had just been returned to their rightful owners.
Upon hearing this arrangement, everyone understood that the young man intended to enter Qinglong Temple.
The followers didn't enter the temple because they anticipated the risks inside were too high—so high that traditional teamwork would fail. Furthermore, the followers were generally far weaker than the lamplighters in their respective teams, so there was no need for them to go in and die.
Teamwork is essential, but this time it's limited to the light-lighters, allowing the leaders of each team to form a new team.
The rest of the attendants naturally followed Li Zhuiyuan's instructions, except for Xia He, who took a special look at her young master.
Xu Mofan really wanted to find an opportunity to teach his maid a lesson. When everyone was convinced, his maid's actions would create the impression that Xu Mofan still wanted to compete with her for the Dragon King title.
There's no way around it, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In Xia He's eyes, her young master will always be the best.
Li Zhuiyuan handed the array diagram to Xia He. This maid's advantage was that she was highly skilled in array formations, but her disadvantage was that they were not very practical.
The attendants from each team got busy. With their previous experience, they were quite adept at the task. They first sealed the items, then packed them up, and then transported them away.
Only three items remained untouched: Grandma Liu's and Jiang Xiuzhi's swords, and Tao Yunhe's seal.
Meanwhile, another small transport team was doing the same thing.
Xu Ming swung his arms behind him, and vines grew out, intertwining to form a raft on which his family's belongings from their hideout at Qinglong Temple were piled.
Chen Jing twitched his nose in one direction, indicating that he had spotted "enemy activity".
Zhao Yi patted Chen Jing's ear, and Chen Jing ran out to scout like a lone wolf. After Chen Jing returned and reported back, Zhao Yi couldn't help but sigh:
"That guy surnamed Li is really ripping people off as they pass by."
He could guess what the Li family was transporting. To be honest, he was tempted. And if it was just about escorting and burying, Zhao Yi could easily double-cross them.
However, any normal logic has to be reconsidered when it comes to someone surnamed Li. No matter how perfectly he does it, someone surnamed Li will definitely be able to guess that he will go straight to Qinglong Temple to report the theft after leaving Wangjiang Tower. If the theft occurs, Zhao Yi will be the first suspect.
"Forget it, forget it. If someone dares to steal something from someone surnamed Li, he'll crush it and make them pay for it later."
Liang Li: "Then let's move to a farther place."
Zhao Yi: "No, let's dig a pit as close to them as possible without letting those followers find out. We'll bury our belongings in there, and then create a flawed formation so they'll discover them when they start transporting them. We'll pack them all up and take them back to Nantong."
Liang Li: "Boss, you're so good to that guy."
Zhao Yi: "That guy surnamed Li has become incredibly wealthy since this wave of wealth. Let's mix in our family's assets here and make a mess of things. Next time we go to Nantong, we can pretend to be wronged and get him to give you guys a boost. It's a sure thing."
Liang Yan: "It looks like they're preparing to enter Qinglong Temple."
Zhao Yi: "We definitely have to go in; our elders are inside."
Liang Yan: "Then we will too..."
Zhao Yi: "We won't go in, but considering that we still need him to promote you in the future, we can't go too far. We'll stay on the outskirts to see what's going on, and cover for that guy surnamed Li. We'll be like the Wood Prince for once."
At the original mountain gate stele of Qinglong Temple, the outer teams were all ready to go up the mountain and enter the temple.
Ling Wuxing, carrying the heavily injured Tao Zhuming on his back, asked, "You should have gone with them to bury the treasure."
Tao Zhuming: "My grandfather is inside. He can donate to me, but I can't disown him."
The Five Elements are described as: "Filial piety moves people."
Tao Zhuming: "Yes, if something unexpected happens inside, and when you see my grandfather he is on his deathbed, and his eyes scan the whole place but he can't see me, he will die with regrets."
The Five Elements were ordered to "make sense".
Chen Xiyuan helped Mu Qiuying up; one was going to meet her grandmother, and the other was going to meet her former mistress.
Just then, Runsheng set up a tent, Lin Shuyou started a fire, and Tan Wenbin helped Wang Lin unload the pots and pans.
The team members looked at each other, their actions suggesting they were about to have a long rest rather than set off after a quick meal.
Li Zhuiyuan sat down by the fire and began to speak:
"Give the elders inside more confidence. They are not so fragile and helpless. Please rest here first and get in better condition before we enter the temple."
After the fierce battle and the long march, everyone was in low spirits, and Li Zhuiyuan did not intend to take a battered and bruised team into the fray.
Furthermore, the changes have only just occurred; we need to give it time to develop and let the veterans of the martial arts world die a little longer.
Grandma's sword is connected to her heart. Although Qinglong Temple is now closed and the sword cannot be summoned, the peace on the sword indicates that Grandma is not in danger.
Upon hearing this, everyone had no choice but to sit down again and continue healing their wounds.
Wang Lin's cooking skills are impeccable; everyone was very satisfied except for Zhu Yiwen.
After nightfall, Li Zhuiyuan and A Li entered the tent and lay down in their sleeping bags to rest.
The next morning, after getting a good night's sleep and washing up, Li Zhuiyuan saw Chen Xiyuan, who was on the last shift of the night watch, squatting by the fire, watching Wang Lin make breakfast.
Looking up at the mountaintop where the temple is located, the Buddha statue stands quietly, as if the temple is still peaceful.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't know if it was truly peaceful inside, but the young man knew that the area outside the temple would remain peaceful for a while.
Qinglong Temple had clearly made a prior relocation, and for the time being, various forces in the martial arts world dared not come to touch this Yin-Yang Mountain.
The second and third days passed in this tranquil atmosphere as well. Three days of rest were enough for Tao Zhuming to get back to his energetic self.
This guy guessed the purpose of Li Zhuiyuan leaving behind Madam Liu's sword, and he would often go near that sword. Another person who would do the same was Chen Xiyuan.
It may be related to the quality of the artifacts and the depth of the individual's cultivation. In short, only Grandma Liu's sword could convey obvious emotions, while Jiang Xiuzhi's sword and Tao Yunhe's seal were relatively quiet.
Ling Wuxing asked, quite puzzled, "It's understandable that Miss Chen wants to see the sword to remember someone, but what are you doing?"
Tao Zhuming: "I think if Madam Liu is safe, my grandfather will be safe too. My grandfather should stand with Madam Liu. Otherwise, he has no reason to come to the meeting in person."
Ling Wuxing: "Brother Tao, I feel you're getting closer and closer to the truth."
Tao Zhuming: "It's getting more and more dangerous."
Yayoi, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, opened her eyes.
He stood up and walked over to Li Zhuiyuan.
“Senior, I just had a dream. I dreamt that Miwu was calling me.”
"It's not that he's calling you, it's that you sensed him."
This team, currently composed of those who light the lamps, is highly skilled, especially with the presence of Li Zhuiyuan, a bodhisattva, making it virtually impossible for external forces to infiltrate and exert influence silently.
Yayoi: "I see."
Li Zhuiyuan: "It seems that Miwu is still in the temple."
Yayoi: "It should be."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Then the original deduction about Mi Wu's identity will have to be changed. Mi Wu may not be bait set up for you by the higher-ups of Qinglong Temple. He just temporarily lent himself to them to lure you in."
Yayoi: "Please enlighten me, senior."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Using the process of elimination, if Mi Wu is not the incarnation of a high-ranking official of Qinglong Temple, then since he is a sweeping monk of the Demon Suppression Tower like you, whose incarnation is he?"
Yayoi: "Little monk, I understand."
Suddenly, Qinglong Temple, which had been peaceful for three days, began to change.
The enormous Buddha statue was shrouded in black from bottom to top, and at the moment the black had only permeated half of it, making it look like a half-Buddha, half-demon.
This indicates that the situation within the temple has entered a new phase.
"Buzz!"
Liu Yumei's sword also trembled slightly at this moment.
Li Zhuiyuan stood up and said, "Pack your things and go to the temple."
Tao Yunhe's seal was taken by the Five Elements; Jiang Xiuzhi's sword was carried by Tao Zhuming; and Liu Yumei's sword was carried by Chen Xiyuan.
When they went up the mountain, the one who walked first was not Junsei, but Yayoi.
When they reached the side of a mountain stream, Yayoi stopped.
The people behind also turned to look down.
The higher they went, the closer they got to the temple gate, and the more their senses were suppressed. Even Tan Wenbin's abilities were affected. If Yayoi hadn't discovered them, the group of young monks might not have been able to detect that there was a group of young novices sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras in the ravine below.
A mountain stream flowed past them, and the ever-spring-like barrier was filled with fruit, so the young monks had enough to eat and drink here.
This was probably not their intention; someone must have altered the formation at the temple gate, leading them astray and trapping them here.
That person knew something was about to happen at the temple, so he protected them.
Yayoi: "Senpai..."
Given the current situation, settling here might not be safe enough.
Li Zhuiyuan raised his right hand, and the evil dragon flew out, circling below and breaking the shackles that bound the place.
Yayoi smiled, clasped her hands together, and uttered Buddhist chants towards the area below:
"Retreat to the outside of the mountain gate, and do not enter unless summoned."
The young novices, their view obstructed, couldn't see who was speaking above them. They assumed it was an elder from the temple and politely returned the greeting before lining up and heading down the mountain stream.
Yayoi showed no mercy in killing the people of Qinglong Temple; but her concern for these young novices was also genuine.
What's even more interesting is that he has a very low status in the temple, and he is now a traitorous monk whom Qinglong Temple has publicly announced to the martial arts world. Therefore, when he was relaying the message, he did not dare to use his real voice.
After the brief incident, the group arrived at the main gate of Qinglong Temple.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin immediately closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened his eyes and shook his head, unable to find a ready-made answer.
As an ancient Buddhist tradition, Qinglong Temple's protective array must have been modified and repaired many times. Now, with the addition of that huge, half-black Buddha statue suppressing it, it no longer matches the ancient fragments.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Luo Xiaoyu."
With a smile on his face, Luo Xiaoyu walked forward proudly, spread out the chessboard, and began to place his pieces.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Ah Li."
The girl walked to Luo Xiaoyu's side, and with a gesture of pulling her hands, she stirred up the feng shui energy.
With these two assisting him, Li Zhuiyuan was able to break through the defense more easily.
The boy took out a dragon-patterned compass, and the evil dragon circled around him, closing its eyes.
After a while, when Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes again, the half-Buddha, half-demon image above the temple also lowered its eyes, as if looking down at the boy below.
"Squeak..."
The temple gate slowly opened. It opened only slightly, just enough for one person to pass through.
"Om."
"Buzz!"
Two trembling sounds came, and when Li Zhuiyuan opened the gap, the communication between the inside and outside of the temple was rebuilt. Tao Yunhe's seal flew out and entered at the master's summons. Because Chen Xiyuan was standing behind Ling Wuxing, Grandma Liu's sword started a little later than Fang Yin.
"boom!"
Grandma Liu's sword struck Fang Yin without hesitation, penetrating and entering; Fang Yin swayed a few times, then followed eagerly.
As for Jiang Xiuzhi's sword, it remained quietly on Tao Zhuming's back. Clearly, Jiang Xiuzhi was not able to summon the weapon remotely.
This is also why Li Zhuiyuan insisted on transporting the tools under the stone tablet far away. There must be other elders with such abilities, and Li Zhuiyuan did not want to help them summon the tools when he broke down the door.
There are definitely some people who are just there to watch the show, but most of them are representatives of the forces behind the attack. Since we can't make a detailed distinction, we should just cut them off and not give them any aid to the enemy.
Luo Xiaoyu: "Senior, it is possible to enter through this door, but it seems impossible to control where we land after entering."
With the entire grand formation of Qinglong Temple activated and the interference of both Buddhist and demonic entities, the interior was in complete chaos, resembling a layered mess, comparable to the multi-level layout of Wangjiang Tower. It was possible to enter through the gap in the main gate, but it was uncertain where one would end up once inside.
Yayoi: "Something has happened at the Demon Suppression Tower."
Yayoi was very familiar with this sense of turmoil.
The lotus mark appeared between Li Zhuiyuan's eyebrows, the compass in his palm stopped spinning, and the chaos behind the door calmed down somewhat.
"I'm calling on someone to come and take the test. Chen Xiyuan."
"exist!"
"Enter."
"understand!"
Holding the jade flute, Chen Xiyuan stepped through the crack in the door without hesitation. The moment she disappeared, the lotus mark between Li Zhuiyuan's eyebrows trembled.
Li Zhuiyuan was testing how many people he could reliably get through the gap in the door, within his capabilities; in other words, how many people could stay in one fixed position.
The risk level inside is very high. If the outer teams get separated and scattered, it will be very dangerous. As for Li Zhuiyuan, it will be even more dangerous if he goes in alone.
Chen Xiyuan was the first to enter because she had a strong ability to protect herself and could scout the area first.
Of course, it would be most appropriate for Runsheng to go in first, but Runsheng should be assigned to Li Zhuiyuan's side first. The boy did not hide this and made it clear that it was a test. Everyone present understood, except for Sister Chen who went in first.
“Ling Wuxing, you are the leader. Once inside, proceed cautiously. If you can sense us, join us. If not, try to find your way to the Holy Monk Ancestral Temple in Qinglong Temple and seek the protection of the Dragon King’s spirit.”
"understand!"
Ling Wuxing bowed respectfully to Li Zhuiyuan. Regardless of the Ling family behind him, at least for now, this man respected Ling Wuxing as a person; otherwise, he wouldn't have let him lead the team. Ling Wuxing's eyes were solemn as he entered through the crack in the door.
Tao Zhuming watched Ling Wuxing go inside, blinked, and hoped that he would be called next. He really wanted to be on the same team as his brother Ling.
"Luo Xiaoyu, come in."
Luo Xiaoyu walked in carrying the chessboard.
"Xu Mofan, come in."
Xu Mofan entered with a gun.
"Mu Qiuying, come in."
After Mu Qiuying went inside, the lotus mark between Li Zhuiyuan's eyebrows went out.
Only five people could be sent in at a time, and the result was better than expected.
Tao Zhuming sighed silently to himself, realizing that he and his brother had been separated.
After making a slight adjustment, the lotus mark between the boy's eyebrows lit up again:
"Yayoi, Feng Xionglin, Zhu Yiwen, Wang Lin, and Tao Zhuming, as leaders, advance!"
Tao Zhuming suddenly raised his head.
At that moment, he was deeply moved, feeling as if he, as the son of a purchased official, was being accepted by his colleagues who had entered officialdom through the imperial examination.
Tao Zhuming: "Understood!"
In order, Yayoi entered first, and after Tao Zhuming entered, the mark between Li Zhuiyuan's eyebrows went out again.
Li Zhuiyuan gave very conservative orders to the two external teams. The situation inside was unclear, and the young man hoped that after they entered, they could serve as two support and relay points.
As for one's own team, one can naturally be more proactive and even aggressive.
When the mark between Li Zhuiyuan's eyebrows lit up again, Runsheng was the first to enter without any further instructions, followed by Lin Shuyou, Tan Wenbin, and A Li. After Li Zhuiyuan entered, the gazes of the Buddha and Demon above returned to level, and the temple gate closed again.
As soon as the boy stepped through the door, he felt himself being blown away by the wind. A hand reached out and pulled him back; it was Ah Li.
Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Xiao Yuan enter.
They were really afraid that something might happen to Xiao Yuan in the end, and he might end up in another location by himself; that would be terrible.
The five people were standing by a clear stream, with pavilions on both sides and even more streamside benches.
The tea and snacks displayed in the pavilion and by the stream were also clearly tiered, which was to deliberately highlight the difference in status.
Li Zhuiyuan looked back. It was very calm behind him. The gust of wind must have been caused by the temple gate closing after he came in.
As a sacred Buddhist site, Qinglong Temple is now filled with demonic energy and gloomy atmosphere.
Inside a pavilion, Li Zhuiyuan saw a food box, went in, picked up a pastry, took a bite, and recognized the flavor as the one he had eaten at the Chen family's house. He then noticed two cups of tea on the stone table, indicating that Grandma Liu and Jiang Xiuzhi were sitting together in the pavilion.
Sister Chen was going to be disappointed; Grandma had a great appetite and ate a lot, leaving her with very little.
But now, Grandma and the other guests who were present have all disappeared.
Tan Wenbin tried his best to sense the power, but the suppression of demonic energy here was several times stronger than outside Qinglong Temple.
A similar scene occurred in the Yu family of the Dragon King, when demonic energy erupted.
Essentially, apart from the Qin and Liu families being special, the ancestral homes of the other Dragon King families are all on the front line against future outbreaks of evil spirits.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's go check out the Demon Suppression Tower first."
Li Zhuiyuan already knew the layout of Qinglong Temple from Yasheng, but now, due to the Demon Suppression Tower, the orientation here is likely to be disordered. However, this situation can be overcome. If you can't walk in a straight line, then walk through the puzzle.
The other two teams include Luo Xiaoyu and Wang Lin, both of whom are highly skilled in formations and can lead the way.
However, after taking only a few steps forward, a sharp, shrill laugh rang out, rapidly approaching from afar.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"
An old man dressed in a Taoist robe was running around laughing, his hair disheveled, his robe hanging down to reveal his shoulders, seemingly insane and possessed.
Upon seeing Li Zhuiyuan and the others, the old man's eyes glowed red, as if he had spotted some prey, and he flew over from the air.
His hands are shaped like tiger claws, and his body is like a crane. Even when he is possessed by a demon, he still exudes an otherworldly and otherworldly aura.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Capture them alive."
To find out what exactly happened here, we need a "dead end." The Black Book Secret Technique can see relevant memories from the spirit within the corpse.
The reason for capturing the living first is that the more intact the body, the more intact the memories will be.
Runsheng stepped forward and threw a punch.
The tiger's claws collided with the fist, and the old man retreated, landing on the Bixi River. Runsheng remained unmoved, but when he looked down at his fist, he saw five claw marks on it.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't recognize the old man; he had never seen him in Wangjiang Tower before. He must only be fit to sit in an open-air seat by the stream.
Runsheng shook his fist, black energy emanated from the wound on his right hand, pus oozed from the dead body, and scabs quickly formed. Then he pushed off the ground with one leg and sprang towards the old man.
"boom!"
The fists and claws collided again. Runsheng stood on the stream, while the old man was sent flying backward. However, after a pause in mid-air, he reappeared behind Runsheng.
This movement technique is truly remarkable. Some skills have been cultivated to the point of being ingrained in one's bones, and can still be used even when one is possessed by a demon.
However, before the old man could launch a new attack from behind Yu Runsheng, Lin Shuyou appeared behind the old man.
One is shaped like a crane, and the other is a real white crane.
Ah-you didn't use the blades to cross, but instead used the backs of the blades to sandwich the target.
Clang! Clang!
The old man used his tiger claws to restrain the backs of the blades on both sides of his body, blocking the attack.
Runsheng turned around, but instead of throwing a punch, he reached out and tried to grab the old man's neck.
The old man raised his feet and kicked repeatedly, using his inch-force to deflect Runsheng's arm. Then, he turned and slid out from behind Lin Shuyou's twin swords.
Then, he took another step forward, his reddened eyes locking onto Li Zhuiyuan who was standing there.
Humanity is gone, but animality remains; they can discern who is the weakest here.
Ah Li drew her blood porcelain sword and stood in front of the boy. She brandished the sword, while the old man attacked with both claws, creating a series of sparks as they clashed, unable to gain any advantage.
Runsheng and Lin Shuyou approached rapidly from behind and from the side, respectively.
The elderly man, noticing this, immediately moved to the other side.
Tan Wenbin, who had been waiting there, appeared. He flicked his soft sword, but instead of stabbing, he wrapped it around the old man's neck.
That's it, they've successfully trapped them.
Tan Wenbin quickly pulled back, simultaneously using his five senses to intimidate the old man.
Unfortunately, the senses here are severely suppressed, and the old man has already fallen into demonic possession, so he is already mentally confused. His five senses are so overwhelmed that they are useless. Not only that, Tan Wenbin rolled his eyes and almost got infected by the old man's inner demon while hypnotizing him. Fortunately, the four spirit beasts in his body roared at the same time, which brought him back to his senses.
Tan Wenbin thought to himself: I'm useless here. I should have just traded me for Chen Xiyuan and Yasheng.
Lin Shuyou thought to himself: Brother Bin, we're connected by a red thread.
Because he often inadvertently revealed his true feelings when the red line was connected, Ah-hao kindly mentioned Brother Bin.
Tan Wenbin thought to himself: Hmm, I deliberately said some polite words to save face.
Unable to intimidate or hypnotize, the Blood Ape Power on Tan Wenbin alone could not sustain the old man's suppression. The old man braced himself on the ground with his legs, lowered his center of gravity, and reached out with his claws to grab Tan Wenbin.
Li Zhuiyuan's gaze shifted downwards, and a giant eye appeared beneath the old man's feet, which closed instantly.
Tan Wenbin decisively released the soft sword and distanced himself from the old man.
The old man tried to break free of his restraints. As soon as he stood up, the giant eye burst open, but he was as if he were glued to the ground and could not break free. He stood up again and again, and the giant eye burst open one after another. He had no idea how many eyes were stacked up underneath!
Instantaneous formations are all that matter, as long as they are practical. Li Zhuiyuan especially likes the kind of formations that can be built up by relying on the thickness of one's soul power.
This old man's movements were indeed exquisite; he couldn't find a suitable foothold, but now, the trap has been completely closed.
Runsheng came up behind the old man and pressed his elbow down on the back of the old man's neck, causing the old man to bend over. Lin Shuyou came in front of the old man and used his two swords to block the old man's arms, preventing his tiger claws from exerting force. A Li threw out the Blood Porcelain Sword, which transformed into two sections of the Corpse-Driving Bamboo Pole, restraining the old man.
Li Zhuiyuan was multitasking, continuing to restrain his body while approaching him.
"Ahahahaha!"
The elderly man, unable to move, was still laughing.
Li Zhuiyuan stood in front of the old man, who was drooling and staring at the boy with a sinister and mocking look in his eyes.
The boy smiled at him.
The old man paused for a moment, a flicker of emotion appearing in his red eyes.
Lin Shuyou was very close and directly in front of him. After seeing this scene, he exclaimed in his heart: Wow, even those who have fallen into demonic possession are afraid of my Brother Yuan!
Tan Wenbin thought to himself: Ah friend, we're connected by a red thread.
Lin Shuyou: I, I was just praising... praising Brother Xiaoyuan on purpose.
Li Zhuiyuan raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at the old man's brow. The evil dragon flew out, its front half burrowing into the old man's forehead, while its back half remained in the boy's palm.
The boy's soul, mediated by the evil dragon, surged into the old man's consciousness.
This method of death is best suited for preserving memories within the soul.
Finally, with a "snap," the critical point broke, and the old man's eyes lost their luster. Li Zhuiyuan then activated the Black Book Secret Technique.
Too lazy to look up the old man's biography, Li Zhuiyuan only focused on two recent points.
In one scene, an old man is sitting by a stream. After hearing Jiang Xiuzhi say "Please accept my condolences," the old man stands up, looking fearful and bowing as if to beg for forgiveness.
In another scene, all the guests around him are watching a high monk standing in the stream with wary eyes.
The high monk smiled, a smile unlike any other Qinglong Temple monks Li Zhuiyuan had ever seen. It carried a sense of cheerfulness and open-mindedness. Either he was just that kind of person, or his Buddhist teachings were even more profound, allowing him to act and deceive himself.
The high monk pointed to a distant, phantom-like tower. The demonic energy in the scene had not yet spread. Judging from its location, that tower should be the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
"Today, this humble monk is here to invite all fellow wanderers of the martial world and the demonic path to fill the Demon-Suppressing Tower!"
The high monk performed the sacrifice, and with a loud roar, the three lower levels of the Demon Suppression Tower opened, and black shackles flew out, guided by the high monk, pointing to one guest after another.
It seems that this high monk is on my side.
Otherwise, it is inexplicable that the other party would have orchestrated this whole thing before he even entered the temple. It was clearly a plan to drag all the guests who were plotting against him into the Demon-Suppressing Tower and perish together with them!
Zhao Yi once said that there was a traitor in Qinglong Temple, and that traitor was very likely this master.
But at that moment, something unexpected happened: a woman's graceful figure appeared on the top floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
The high monk seemed completely unprepared and exclaimed in surprise:
"Why is it you who are being suppressed at the top of my Demon-Suppressing Tower!"
Immediately afterwards, Li Zhuiyuan heard Grandma Liu's clear, cold voice from the scene in his memory:
"Hanba!"
(End of this chapter)