Chapter 562
Chapter 562
Chapter 562
Liu Yumei looked to her side at Tao Yunhe, who was standing there foolishly, clutching the official seal.
With a sweep of his sword, the blade struck the seal, causing a series of tremors and breaking Tao Yunhe's self-imposed seal.
After the sword fell, Liu Yumei felt a tightness in her chest, but she forced herself to stop the blood from flowing from the corner of her mouth.
Using secret techniques to trace back time twice in a short period of time comes at a far greater cost than engaging in a proper battle.
But this is how things have to be done. You can't just stand there dumbfounded outside, unable to even get into a meeting, when someone breaks the rules and tries to harm your child.
Tao Yunhe's eyes regained their clarity, but his injuries were more severe.
Previously outside, as he unleashed one square seal after another, his demonic body remained stable, but all the pressure was borne by him. Now, with his old arms and legs, he was just an outer layer of paper, his insides completely drained.
However, just like Liu Yumei, he remained nonchalant.
Tao Yunhe: "Qin Liu is back. You've worked hard."
Liu Yumei: "I was just lucky."
Tao Yunhe: "The greatest difficulty is being able to keep the stall afloat until good fortune arrives."
Liu Yumei: "You've worked hard this time too."
Tao Yunhe smiled.
That's a difficult question to answer.
You can't say that my grandson is also out there, and you'd be too embarrassed to talk about the greater good of the martial arts world, because your actions have already made it clear.
Even when he turned himself into a fool, he could instinctively fight desperately for the young Miss Liu.
Well, this also perfectly avoided the cause and effect.
But some words, like some flowers, can only bloom in that one season.
Tao Yunhe: "After today, what are Qin Liu's plans?"
The new landscape is no longer in the future, but in the present, and as the head of the Tao family, Tao Yunhe cannot possibly be indifferent to it.
Liu Yumei: "I am just an elder of peace now."
Tao Yunhe: "Then I'll have Zhu Ming ask him whether this martial arts world still belongs to these young people."
Jiang Xiuzhi extended her hand: "Sister Liu."
Liu Yumei took Jiang Xiuzhi's hand for support.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
On the other side of the Demon Suppression Tower, an archway appeared.
Tao Yunhe walked up to Kong Yi, bent down, looked him over, and asked:
"I said, you're not dead yet?"
Kong Yi: "We've already held on this long... so why not hold on a little longer... until the end?"
With the demonic barrier gone and the Demon-Suppressing Tower quieted down, Kong Yi, who controlled the temple's protective array, could do nothing else but reopen the gate and allow the remaining guests to exit the temple via this route.
Most importantly, the aftereffects of this wave are still lingering and have not truly ended. This action can help Liu Yumei and Tao Yunhe sever their final karmic ties. Although they are in the same temple, they have never truly met, so their bodies will not get wet from the waves.
Liu Yumei: "Little monk, I really want to eat another bowl of the vegetarian noodles you made."
Kong Yi: "Unfortunately... this humble monk... is powerless..."
Liu Yumei: "It doesn't matter. The best things are the things we can never eat again."
Kong Yi: "Miss Xie..."
Liu Yumei: "Please give my regards to my old dog down here. Tell him I'm not in a hurry to go down and find him. I want to enjoy this life to the fullest. If he can't wait, tell him to find a younger one down here first."
Kong Yi: "Young Master Qin... has the heart of a dragon... but not the courage of a dragon."
Fengdu Underworld is just a corner of the netherworld; what they call "below" is a euphemism for complete annihilation.
Kong Yi thanked Liu Yumei for her recognition in placing him on the same level as Lord Qin.
This is the best praise given to Kong Yi at the banquet held at Qinglong Temple.
Jiang Xiuzhi pointed to the newly opened archway and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the banquet is over, and we may now leave."
"We take our leave."
"We take our leave."
The remaining guests bowed in unison and walked toward the archway.
They are the surviving guests, and also the eye of the storm, stirring up a wind that could sweep across the entire martial arts world.
Tao Yunhe made a gesture towards the sky:
"You've got a good plan, haven't you? You're clinging to this life, hoping to stay and see our future Dragon King?"
Kong Yi: "This humble monk has already met the Dragon King... What this humble monk will meet next is... the Buddha of this world."
Tao Yunhe: "Heh, my mistake. Even if I'm just picking my nose out of boredom, I shouldn't be engaging in witty banter with you monks."
Kong Yi: "Did you enjoy this ceremony, Mr. Tao, the benefactor?"
Tao Yunhe: "Thank you, Master."
Kong Yi: "Free and clean... Cleanliness is freedom."
Tao Yunhe turned around and caught up with Liu Yumei.
As they stepped through the archway, it changed again, opening a space for the three of them and charting an alternate path, separate from the guests who had already exited.
Tao Yunhe: "After all, he has lit the lamp; his mind is indeed meticulous."
Jiang Xiuzhi retorted, "What, are you showing off that you crossed the river?"
Tao Yunhe: "I'm showing off this because if one nose is blocked, you don't have to breathe through that nose, right?"
After this experience, Tao Yunhe felt that he could talk more freely with Liu Yumei and Jiang Xiuzhi beside him.
Liu Yumei asked Jiang Xiuzhi, "Will you come with me to my home?"
Jiang Xiuzhi's eyes reddened. Originally, after her granddaughter visited Sister Liu, she could have taken the opportunity to see Sister Liu herself, just like in the past, and stayed at Sister Liu's house to eat and drink for free.
But that old man had such a crazy idea; not only did he not go, but even his granddaughter almost couldn't stay. Now that he's been invited, it means that the past is finally over.
"I have to go and lend a hand with the cooking. My precious granddaughter eats so much."
"After we get there, I'll introduce you to a few more of my old friends."
Tao Yunhe spoke again, "I will escort you away. My Tao family members are outside."
To avoid karmic consequences, Qinglong Temple had to move ahead of schedule, and other participating forces dared not send anyone near the area, but the Tao family was not afraid.
Jiang Xiuzhi: "That won't be troublesome. My Chen family also has people waiting outside."
The three of them left Qinglong Temple, walked along the secluded path, and exited the barrier.
Tao Yunhe lightly flicked the large seal in his hand with his fingertips, and the seal emitted a faint light.
Jiang Xiuzhi crushed a bead with her fingertips; the pearl's luster vanished in an instant.
They waited and waited, but neither the Tao family nor the Chen family showed up.
Tao Yunhe's expression was solemn.
Jiang Xiuzhi helped Sister Liu up tightly.
It's common knowledge that the world is dangerous. They're not from the river, so it's hard to guarantee that no one will choose to take a risk when they're seriously injured and powerless.
Such things are nothing new in the martial arts world throughout history; many prominent figures of noble birth have died inexplicably.
Liu Yumei said calmly, "No need to worry, everything is fine outside."
On the two hilltops to the east and west in the distance, one person was standing and the other was sitting.
Aunt Liu stood there, the grass on the slope below was black, and densely packed with Gu worms, surrounding the Chen family members in the center.
The Chen family was led by Chen Xiyuan's aunt, Chen Yueying. She guessed Aunt Liu's identity and knew about her family's relationship with Qin Liu. While reassuring the clansmen to wait quietly, she also maintained a gentle and kind attitude towards Aunt Liu.
Aunt Liu tossed her a bag of sunflower seeds and invited Chen Yueying to keep her company while she waited.
On another hilltop, Uncle Qin sat there.
Below them stood a group of powerful members of the Tao family.
Tao Yunhe donated his grandson secretly without informing his family. The Tao family was unaware that they had also taken sides, so they could not accept this top-down obstruction.
Actually, Uncle Qin was originally standing, but when the Tao family wanted to make a move, Uncle Qin sat down.
After Uncle Qin sat down, the Tao family members on the hillside were also "invited" to sit down as well.
After a wisp of cloud appeared in the sky, Uncle Qin and Aunt Liu left their respective mountain peaks.
When Tao Yunhe saw Qin Li and Liu Ting ahead... especially Qin Li's figure, his pupils suddenly contracted.
This means that if anything untoward happens here, Liu Yumei would rather destroy those two Dragon King gates than not get an explanation here!
Li Zhuiyuan instructed Uncle Qin and Aunt Liu to suppress the evil spirits in the ancestral homes of the Qin and Liu families, while simultaneously putting on a show for outsiders to feel confident and bold in targeting him.
Liu Yumei secretly left an extra instruction: once the ancestral home was settled, she should rush to Qinglong Temple.
Liu Yumei could not have foreseen the events that occurred at Qinglong Temple. Therefore, when Uncle Qin and Aunt Liu arrived from their ancestral home, it must have been after the events at Wangjiang Tower.
If something were to happen to her son, Xiao Yuan, Liu Yumei would turn this ceremony at Qinglong Temple into a funeral.
Liu Yumei patted Jiang Xiuzhi's hand and sighed, "Don't tell anyone, I'm actually a little afraid of my family head now."
Jiang Xiuzhi nodded in agreement.
Liu Yumei then looked at Tao Yunhe.
Tao Yunhe said with a wry smile, "I'm an idiot."
Aunt Liu nudged Uncle Qin lightly with her elbow and transmitted her voice:
"Look at the old lady's expression. It seems you won't have another chance to help her up with that soy sauce bottle."
This time, upon hearing this, Uncle Qin showed no sign of melancholy or disappointment. Instead, a smile appeared on his face, and he scratched his head, saying:
"Because it can never break again."
……
Lin Shuyou's knife plunged into Xin Guangxin's chest, killing him just before his demonic body dissipated and he was about to die.
Immediately afterwards, Ayou threw another knife in his hand, the blade piercing through Zhou Huai Ren's face, and reaping another life at the last moment.
The two veterans of the martial arts world had already turned against their own people. Now, with the collapse of the Eye of Drought and the dimming of their demonic bodies, they were already powerless to fight back. Moreover, they wouldn't fight back anyway, since they were going to die anyway. They were happy to be killed so that these young people could vent their anger.
They had made a similar choice once before at the Bixi Banquet, initially arrogant towards Liu Yumei but later becoming obsequious, and then, taking advantage of the unexpected turn of events, they did another sit-up.
The White Crane Boy and General Zeng got into a fight, their wildness returning, and even Ayou's face was filled with arrogance.
With a flick of his wrists, the Meishan Twin Blades returned to Lin Shuyou, who walked up to Yayoi, who stood alone, heavily injured yet exuding a chilling demonic aura.
Ayu raised his two swords and placed them on Yayoi's bald head, rubbing them back and forth.
Before setting off, I thought that bringing a whetstone would be enough preparation, but who knew that this wave would be so intense that even the whetstone would become a consumable item.
Yayoi's cold, murderous eyes turned to Lin Shuyou.
Lin Shuyou had a cold smile on his lips, seemingly wanting to use this opportunity to provoke Yayoi and have another fight with him; he hadn't had enough yet.
As a result, as Yayoi watched, the image of Ayu reflected in her left eye gradually transformed into Buddhahood, sustaining her for another wave.
Ayou frowned, and angrily tapped Yayoi's bald head repeatedly with the back of his knife.
A sinister smile crept across Yayoi's lips as she clasped her hands together.
"Amitabha."
Lin Shuyou blinked his vertical pupils, not understanding why his provocation made the other party even calmer.
He lost interest in further provoking the monk, and instead, with a "whoosh," he crossed his sharpened twin swords behind his waist, placed his hands on the hilts, and stood calmly.
"These guys, they started fighting amongst themselves while they were fighting, it's so boring, not as fun as your uncle's!"
Ayou said this to Xu Mofan, who was standing with his spear in his hand.
Xu Mofan was injured in the early stages, and after a short period of recuperation, he faced this fierce battle. In fact, when he launched a counterattack, he was already powerless to fight his way out, but the support from Li Zhuiyuan made his spear sharp again.
Right now, he was savoring the afterglow of the blessing he had received earlier. This was no ordinary blessing; it had to be based on the fact that the person's understanding of the Xu family's spear technique far surpassed his own.
Hearing Ayou's words, Xu Mofan frowned and glared angrily at Ayou, saying:
"They dare to compare themselves to my great-uncle?"
Tan Wenbin walked over just in time and patted Xu Mofan on the shoulder: "Calm down, this guy is acting crazy right now. He won't calm down until Brother Yuan arrives."
Then, Tan Wenbin pointed to the two different scabbards at Ayou's waist, clearly picked up from Wangjiang Tower, and reminded him:
"Don't just focus on looking cool right now. When the talisman effect wears off and you fall down, be careful not to stab yourself."
Lin Shuyou raised his chin and said disdainfully to Tan Wenbin:
"Ugh, so noisy!"
Tan Wenbin smiled and nodded: You wait, I'll electrocute you when we get back to the village.
The rest of those who received Li Zhuiyuan's blessing immediately entered a state of quiet contemplation after the battle.
Only Zhu Yiwen was overcome by his lust. After killing for so long, these old bastards, all of whom were demonic beings, hadn't even left behind a corpse, let alone any flesh.
Zhu Yiwen licked his lips, his regretful gaze sweeping over his teammates, all of whom were seriously injured, some looking like they were about to die but probably wouldn't.
Finally, he could only look up at the Demon-Suppressing Tower in front of him, now free from the demonic barrier. The fire in the tower had gone out, and he wondered if there was any demonic energy inside that was used to smoke meat.
After Miss Liu disappeared, Ah Li came to the foot of the pagoda.
Li Zhuiyuan originally wanted to turn around and walk down the stairs, but seeing the girl waiting below, he could only lift his foot onto the railing, and then take another step forward and miss.
Ah Li plunged the Blood Porcelain Sword into the tower in front of her, then slapped the hilt with her palm. The sword vibrated, creating an upward shockwave that countered the boy's fall, allowing Li Zhuiyuan to land safely.
Since Ah Li started practicing martial arts, she naturally took over Run Sheng's previous job and enjoys taking the young man to experience flying over rooftops and scaling walls.
Li Zhuiyuan took the girl's hand, and the two walked forward together.
As she passed by Mu Qiuying, whose meridians were almost completely severed and awaiting reconnection, she struggled to get up and follow.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Lie still and don't move, otherwise it will be more troublesome to answer later."
Mu Qiuying: "Yes, Patriarch."
Ahead, Chen Xiyuan danced with her flute in slow motion, muttering, "Take this! Take my sword strike, Waterfall Sword Style..."
Despite having gone through numerous battles and suffering from serious injuries and exhaustion, Sister Chen always managed to appear energetic and vigorous.
Seeing Li Zhuiyuan approach, Chen Xiyuan put away her flute and said expectantly, "Little brother, will you teach me swordsmanship?"
Her question attracted the attention of others; although they didn't look directly at her, they all perked up their ears.
Li Zhuiyuan addressed Chen Xiyuan and everyone else, saying, "We're all friends who've risked our lives for each other; we should naturally share what we have."
Once the work is done, they should be rewarded according to their merits. They came to Nantong with a sincere heart of chivalry, but we can't always expect them to carry on their traditions.
Furthermore, the number of people lighting lamps on the river has decreased significantly this time. They will receive more merit rewards when they travel the river in the future, so I need to give them another push to further accelerate their growth.
After all, when he really wants to take revenge, he will need their help to work together to pull the net from all sides.
Runsheng stood there, and upon seeing Li Zhuiyuan, he closed his eyes, sat down, and waited for the side effects of the full opening of the vents to appear.
Lin Shuyou silently moved his hands away from the twin swords, first placing them at his side, then in front of him, and began rubbing his fingers together.
The Tightening Spell only needs to be recited once.
After the boy appeared in the vertical pupil, General Zeng and the White Crane Boy immediately woke up, the True Lord and the General's state was lifted, and Ayou raised his head somewhat blankly.
When the talisman needle's effect wore off, Ayou's body went limp and he fell backward.
Yayoi caught him, preventing him from being stabbed by the twin blades. Li Zhuiyuan walked to Yayoi's side.
Yayoi: "This humble monk cannot hold on much longer."
After a pause, Yayoi continued, "You can seal this humble monk first."
Li Zhuiyuan: "This is ultimately just treating the symptoms, not the root cause."
Li Zhuiyuan had essentially extracted the Buddha-nature from Yayoi's body. With the Buddha and demonic forces out of balance, it was inevitable that she would completely succumb to demonic possession.
If it were to be sealed, Yayoi would have to be suppressed like an evil spirit, forever.
“Senior, this is my destiny.”
Li Zhuiyuan: "I have a way."
Upon hearing this, the faint Buddhist nature in Yayoi's left eye flickered once more.
Li Zhuiyuan: "But the initiative in this method is not with me. You come with me first."
Tao Zhuming lay on Ling Wuxing's body and said weakly, "Brother Ling, you smell so good, like crispy pork belly."
Ling Wuxing: "Don't be polite, we have to deal with it anyway."
Zhu Yiwen: "I can help with that."
As the three chatted and laughed, they all paused for a moment, and faint beams of light detached from the Demon Suppression Tower and flew back to the Holy Monk Ancestral Temple.
That was the spirit of the holy monk having completed its duty of suppressing the Demon-Suppressing Tower and returning to its rightful place.
Everyone present bowed in the direction they were heading.
Li Zhuiyuan led A Li and Mi Sheng into the courtyard of the Demon Suppression Tower.
The large courtyard was cluttered with traces, and the only person who appeared to be alive was an old monk sitting cross-legged in the center with his head bowed.
Yayoi habitually picked up a broom and started sweeping.
The rustling sound became the only noise here for a moment.
Sora looked up at Yayoi, but her dark, murky eyes made it impossible to read her thoughts.
When Li Zhuiyuan walked up to the old monk, Kongyi said, "This humble monk... greets the Bodhisattva."
Li Zhuiyuan: "I don't really like this title."
Kong Yi: "What about the future holy monk?"
Li Zhuiyuan: "I don't really like Buddhism either."
Kong Yi: "Dragon King?"
Li Zhuiyuan: Not yet.
Kong Yi: "Patriarch Li."
Li Zhuiyuan: "You can call me Xiaoyuan."
Kong Yi: "This humble monk has been well fed today."
Li Zhuiyuan: "You deserve the title of Master."
Kong Yi: "This humble monk did not do things well enough, and something went wrong, causing you trouble, child."
Li Zhuiyuan: "When has this river ever truly been calm and peaceful?"
Kong Yi: "Why was the drought demon sealed here? You can ask the Azure Dragon behind the scenes later. As for why her eyes are also here, you will have to find out for yourself, child."
This is a scheme that not just anyone could devise.
This humble monk suspects that the mastermind may not be after you, but rather want this drought demon to simply vanish into thin air.
Perhaps this drought demon has something to do with him.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Master, do you know who killed the drought demon back then?"
Kong Yi: "This humble monk does not know, but it is easy to guess what can kill the drought demon."
Li Zhuiyuan: "I will investigate and find out the truth."
"Crash..."
A string of Buddhist prayer beads fell from Kong Yi's arms.
These prayer beads, resembling a compass, are the central element of the entire protective array for the temple.
Li Zhuiyuan bent down and picked up the Buddhist beads.
Kong Yi: "I never expected that after I broke through the barrier, I would meet a Buddhist disciple in my temple."
Li Zhuiyuan: "If you had come out of seclusion earlier, wouldn't he have had someone protecting him?"
Kong Yi: "If this humble monk had emerged from seclusion earlier, he might have also become one of those who succumb to corruption."
Li Zhuiyuan remained noncommittal, took the Buddhist beads, and walked towards the gate of the Demon Suppression Tower.
At this moment, Kong Yi suddenly looked up to the sky and chanted a Buddhist prayer:
"May Buddha have mercy!"
The sound echoed in the courtyard, but the one who spoke had already passed away.
Yayoi put away the broom, clasped her hands together in prayer, and Li Zhuiyuan also turned around and bowed to the old monk.
The ceremony is over.
It has been extremely difficult for this old monk to have endured until now; any further complications would be a burden.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at Yayoi: "Don't rush to sweep the floor. Come with me into the tower. You have to lead the way."
Yayoi walked over.
Li Zhuiyuan raised his prayer beads, and the gate of the Demon Suppression Tower slowly opened.
Without the demons, the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda looks like an ordinary Buddhist building.
Yayoi walked in front, with Li Zhuiyuan and A-Li following behind.
The three floors below were marked with streaks of corpse ash. When the Eye of Drought collapsed, the corpse fire still reached here and burned the bodies, extinguishing Zhu Yiwen's hopes.
Continuing upwards, the demons were incinerated, leaving not even ashes behind, making them appear cleaner than humans.
Because the place was empty and no one lived there, Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to explore each floor. To save time, he simply kept turning and going up the stairs.
Finally, the three of them reached the top floor.
The top floor looks like a normal room size, with a bed and a dressing table. The drought demon's corpse fire only burned away what shouldn't exist, and the furnishings inside the tower were completely preserved.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the dressing table and could see the figure of a young monk in the mirror.
"Yayoi, is it him?"
Yayoi stood behind the boy and nodded at herself in the mirror: "It's Yago."
Miwu does not exist, or rather, Miwu could be any of the sweeping monks here.
Yayoi reached her hand toward the mirror.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Do you want to remember him, or do you want to destroy him?"
Yayoi: "Illusions must eventually be let go. People cannot live in dreams, but must live in eating, drinking and defecating. While you are young and good-looking, you must make more money."
As soon as those familiar words were spoken, Yayoi's fingers brushed across the mirror, as if wiping away a stain, erasing Migo.
The Buddha-nature in Yayoi's left eye instantly became imperceptible, and the demonic energy, no longer under control, began to surge outward.
"Right now, I really want to kill you."
Ari stood between Yayoi and the boy.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't look at Yayoi. Instead, he used the demonic energy emanating from Yayoi to gently pinch the prayer beads, and a dark light shone down from the top.
With a "bang," Yayoi fell to her knees.
This is the Demon-Suppressing Tower, which suppresses all demons.
Yayoi let out a sinister laugh: "Heh heh heh, is this the method you've been talking about?"
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "No, I just need to borrow your light to look for something."
The boy put away the prayer beads, the majestic dark light dissipated, and Yayoi regained her freedom.
Li Zhuiyuan spread out his right hand, and the evil dragon appeared, flying towards the source of the dark light.
"Buzz!"
The evil dragon was struck hard and flew backward, causing the Demon Suppression Tower to tremble.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Yayoi, you should leave the tower first. As long as there are demons in this tower, I won't be able to take that thing down."
As he spoke, the boy handed over the evil dragon, the dragon-patterned compass, the evil book, and other items to Yayoi, who was madly trying to kill him. In addition, there was the blood porcelain bottle in Ari's hand.
"Take all of these out of the tower."
Yayoi gritted her teeth and carried the items down the stairs.
After seeing Yayoi standing outside the tower through the window, Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the area above his head:
"Ah Li, help me take it off."
There was no other way; the core of the Demon Suppression Tower was simply too high, and without the evil dragon and those things, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't find a foothold to climb.
Ah Li leaped into the air, but just as the girl's hand was about to touch that spot, that terrifying repulsive force reappeared, and the girl fell heavily to the ground, kneeling on one knee.
Li Zhuiyuan helped A Li up, but A Li shook her head to indicate that she was fine.
A short while later, Yayoi, who was standing outside with murderous intent surging in her eyes, saw the boy walking out of the Demon Suppression Tower alone.
Li Zhuiyuan stood beside Mi Sheng, turned around, faced the Demon Suppression Tower, and looked up at the top of the tower.
Yayoi: "Are you deliberately trying to awaken my meager Buddha-nature through this kind of trust?"
Li Zhuiyuan: "No, I forgot, I am a demon myself."
Not long after, Ah Li emerged from the tower, carrying a small, dark demon-suppressing tower in her arms.
This is the core of the Demon Suppression Tower. It can be said that this magnificent Demon Suppression Tower gradually grew from this point. This is also why the Venerable Kongji needed to collect evil energy to repair the Demon Suppression Tower.
Essentially, beneath this core, these layers of towers are like cocoons woven by the demons who have been suppressed throughout the ages.
Li Zhuiyuan had promised the Emperor of Fengdu that he would give him the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
But the young man couldn't possibly move this towering building to Fengdu. He didn't even know how to dismantle it. Besides, what was the point of giving the Emperor a cocoon? This thing could be handed over.
However, this small pagoda certainly cannot be sacrificed like the lazy dog; it still needs to be transported manually.
This time, however, Li Zhuiyuan did not intend to let Runsheng deliver the goods alone; he would go to Fengdu himself.
The body-dissolving potion at home has run out, so we need to get the Emperor to bring Mengmeng back to make a new one.
Li Zhuiyuan admitted that he still owed the Emperor a debt of gratitude.
However, this did not stop the boy from standing up to pay off his debts.
At this stage, it would no longer be appropriate for the Great Emperor to continue to control Yinmeng and maintain a causal relationship that he could not sever.
Admittedly, the Emperor can choose to keep him, but this also means that Li Zhuiyuan must also design the Emperor as a hypothetical enemy that he will have to face in the future.
It would be a real shame if such a pure master-disciple relationship turned into a falling out.
The people outside saw Li Zhuiyuan and A Li emerge from the courtyard. Above the boy, demonic energy surged, like a black canopy; it was Yayoi.
Runsheng and Lin Shuyou were already exhausted. Seeing this, Tan Wenbin stood still and reached out to stop Chen Xiyuan and the others who wanted to go and protect them.
"Yayoi could fall completely into demonic possession at any moment, and my little brother is in danger."
“It’s alright. Brother Yuan is experienced. He knows better than Yayoi herself when she will completely fall into demonic possession.”
Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Binbin, you take everyone to the main gate of Qinglong Temple and wait. I'm going to pay my respects at the ancestral temple of the holy monk."
"understand!"
When they arrived at the entrance of the Holy Monk's Ancestral Temple, demonic flames had already ignited on Yayoi's body.
He didn't go in; instead, he remained where he was.
"I am a demon, unworthy to enter the ancestral temple!"
Li Zhuiyuan: "You make it sound like the few high-ranking members of Qinglong Temple who are qualified to enter here in recent generations are really worthy of the title."
Yayoi: "The spirit of the holy monk does not wish to see me."
Li Zhuiyuan: "They don't see you as a demon."
The boy clearly remembered that when he revealed the form of a Bodhisattva, the spirits of the holy monks above his head immediately wanted to kill him, but they did not want to kill Mi Sheng.
If we must say that the Demon-Suppressing Tower was in chaos at the time, with demonic energy rising and the drought demon in front of it, and they couldn't take care of this little demon, then when the Holy Monk's spirit flew back from the Demon-Suppressing Tower afterward, it didn't make any statement to the soon-to-be-out-of-control Yayoi.
Urged on by Li Zhuiyuan, Yayoi finally came in.
This was Li Zhuiyuan's first time entering the Qinglong Ancestral Temple, and also Yayoi's first time.
The images of holy monks depicted on the offering table were also novel to Li Zhuiyuan.
The Yu family ancestral hall is characterized by the Dragon King's tablet standing opposite the tablets of the demon beasts from the time of his birth. In the ancestral hall of the Qin family, the image of the Dragon King is emphasized as majestic, while in this ancestral temple, it is truly down-to-earth.
Li Zhuiyuan even saw the monk grilling skewers, with pieces of compressed biscuits stuck on the skewers.
Looking back at Yayoi, Li Zhuiyuan knew that Yayoi was truly approaching the critical point.
The young man bowed to the statues of the holy monks above and said:
"Junior Dragon King Qin, Dragon King Liu, and contemporary family head Li Zhuiyuan pay homage to the spirit of the Azure Dragon Holy Monk."
Qinglong Temple has repeatedly targeted me, Qin Liu, attempting to put my family in dire straits while my family and the spirit of the Dragon King sacrificed themselves to quell the turmoil. This is a matter of grudges between people of this world, and should be settled by people of this world. It has nothing to do with the holy monks. I will remember the holy monks' merits and virtues in suppressing the martial world.
However, the monk Qinglong, Miyo, is a Buddhist disciple of this era and a friend of this junior, deeply loved and respected by this junior. Therefore, this junior requests the holy monk's help to suppress his demonic nature and preserve his human nature!
Li Zhuiyuan finished speaking.
On the altar, all the statues remained motionless.
The spirit of the holy monk, which could be summoned by Ling Wuxing, could not be summoned by Li Zhuiyuan.
Yayoi's eyes turned bloodshot as she struggled to say, "Holy Monk, there is no self..."
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the offering table in front of him with some helplessness.
It wasn't that the holy monks were oblivious to Miyo; rather, the holy monks of Qinglong Temple were simply too grounded in human nature. They were more human-like than any of the dragon king spirits Li Zhuiyuan had ever seen.
When faced with matters of principle, they are unambiguous, but after the crisis is resolved, they actually act like humans and try to negotiate with themselves.
The near-out-of-control Yayoi was a means by which they put pressure on themselves.
Li Zhuiyuan believed that when Yayoi completely lost control, they would never sit idly by and watch the only son of the Qin Liu family be killed by a demon right under their noses.
But Li Zhuiyuan didn't intend to wait until that moment. The boy chose to accept their share of "mischief" that belonged to humankind.
Li Zhuiyuan stepped forward, picked up three incense sticks from the offering table, and inserted them one by one into the incense burner, saying:
"Qinglong Temple, I will surely destroy it."
The Azure Dragon lineage will inevitably be broken by the younger generation.
But the younger generation promised that after destroying the Azure Dragon, they would support Yayoi and establish a new Azure Dragon.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the holy monk manifested his power!
(End of this chapter)