"I heard they attacked the Spring Festival stronghold and clashed with the local Miao people, but as you know, the temperant of Young Master Yu Longzi’s ntor, he never compromises."
"Unfortunately, the Spring Festival stronghold has been breached, but the leader, Master Huang, has already escaped, only so minions were eradicated..."
"Such a pity."
"There’s nothing to pity, this ti the Xiangyang City God Temple was destroyed, and the mountains have been provoked, they might likely send out Lu Soldiers to attack Shennongjia, and those demons won’t be able to hide for long..."
Another two hours passed, and the sky grew even darker.
The place they chose was a shaded area in the mountains, relatively hidden, and the people from the Captain Bureau had already lit a bonfire, roasting wild rabbits and river fish, and heating up flatbread to mix and eat.
anwhile, Li Yan had finally refined the Magic Flag and stored it in his backpack, erging from the tent.
"Mr. Li, co, have a drink to warm up."
Seeing this, one of the Hundred Households from the Captain Bureau quickly ca forward to invite him.
"Thank you."
Li Yan didn’t stand on ceremony, he sat down and joined everyone in eating and drinking.
Now that it was autumn, the days were still tolerable, but at night, the chilly winds and the spreading negative energy made the entire tent frost over, leaving Li Yan frozen stiff.
A few sips of warm alcohol gradually ward his body.
"There it is again!"
Just then, a Han man responsible for keeping watch ran over to report.
Li Yan quickly got up and went to the edge of the dense forest to look.
In the distance, the Ghost Buddha Temple was now enveloped in Yin Fog, with silhouettes flickering inside; despite the distance, Li Yan’s ghostly ears could hear bursts of chanting.
Moreover, the temple hall was brightly lit.
It wasn’t the green ghostly fire, but real candlelight.
Li Yan took out his pocket watch, just as it struck midnight.
He frowned, "Does this happen every night?"
A Daoist from the Law Enforcent Hall beside him replied, "It started last night. We suspect soone has entered, but the layman said we must not enter, so we can only wait."
Li Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice cold, "Only humans need candlelight, it seems this old ghost is being dishonest; there might be a hidden passage."
"I’ll go investigate; if I send a signal, you must encircle imdiately, and capture anything that cos out, no matter what it is."
"Alright, Mr. Li, please be careful!"
After giving instructions, Li Yan imdiately pinched a spell, using the Mysterious Water Escape of the Northern Emperor, his body enveloped in a water mist, becoming hazy.
He moved quickly and soon entered the periter of the ruined temple.
The old ghost here was quite troubleso, originally a spirit born from Phoebe wood, later cultivated the Pure Land Buddhist doctrine, and controlled the area, gathering a large number of wandering spirits and wild gods, forming a small force.
Suppressing and killing him would surely cause spirits and goblins to run amok.
Moreover, with this place, wandering ghosts near Xiangyang would also be attracted here, reducing many dangers.
This was why the Sanfeng Ancestor had given him a chance.
He had already agreed with Li Yan to cooperate in capturing the people of the Ghost Sect; if he harbored ill intentions and reneged, then they could only et in battle.
Entering the thick fog, the noise in Li Yan’s ears grew louder.
Around him, Ghost Monks continued with hands clasped, chanting "Infinite Life Sutra", although the chanting was sowhat cluttered.
Li Yan pondered and continued to approach.
Just outside the broken temple, he heard a door plank and broken broom behind the house chattering.
"Those people... what are they?"
"Thieves! Thieves!"
"The abbot can’t beat them, can’t beat them..."
These little things, all wild gods born with spirituality, had average abilities, slightly more powerful than ordinary ghosts.
Seeing the situation, it was clear people had co.
Li Yan was puzzled; who were these people that even the old ghost dared not act against?
He beca increasingly cautious and cautiously moved forward.
Soon, voices ca from inside the ruined temple:
"Master, where exactly is the treasure?"
"See there, that beam!"
"It looks unremarkable."
"What do you know; if it was obvious, it would have been taken long ago. We’re lucky to have this treasure; otherwise, we’d all be dead!"
"Rember, don’t leave the temple before we get our hands on it..."
Hearing this, Li Yan’s expression turned strange, and he no longer concealed himself, striding directly into the temple.
Inside the temple’s main hall, in each of the four corners, a large butter candle was lit, and using copper mirrors to reflect light, the whole hall was brightly illuminated.
Below in the center of the hall, a spiritual tablet was suspended by a stand, made of golden Phoebe wood, ancient in age, with a candle also lit beneath.
An old man, with two disciples, set up a bamboo ladder and climbed high atop the beam wood, using a Lu Ban ruler to asure and hamr in coffin nails.
"Old ghost, you’re sowhat miserable..."
Looking at the motionless beam, Li Yan couldn’t help but laugh faintly.
He had noticed sothing odd.
These people wrapped their heads in white scarves, probably from Shu, the Hidden Treasure n. It was unknown where they got the soul token and ca to cut the Phoebe wood.
As the saying goes, there’s always sothing to subdue another.
The old Phoebe ghost was fearso, yet these n were suppressing him utterly.
"Who!"
The master and disciple of Hidden Treasure were startled.
The two disciples had decent skills, imdiately backflipping from the rooftop. After rolling on the ground to break their fall, they had drawn their weapons.
In their eyes, they only saw the mist over the water outside the temple gate, and a young man in black clothing entered, his phoenix eyes bright and dragon-like, his gaze sharp.
"Escape Technique? Don’t attack!"
The elder on the beam, recognizing the skill, hastily stopped the two disciples.
Anyone who could use the Escape Technique was not to be provoked!
He powered his legs for a jump, like a nimble cat, using the wall next to him for leverage, then landed silently on the ground and respectfully bowed, "Within the Four Seas, all are brothers. May I ask which mountain you worship and which incense you burn?"
"Guanzhong, Li Yan."
Li Yan nodded slightly, not really concerned.
The elder had deliberately shown his impressive lighter kung fu and recited the Spring Festival clearly intending to deal according to the rules of the pugilistic world.
However, Li Yan didn’t belong to any sect, and simply stated his na.
"So, it is Young Hero Li."
The elder’s pupils shrank as he hurriedly bowed, "This is a desolate temple, and we, master and disciple, are here hunting for treasures, not troubling anyone, hoping Young Hero Li could show leniency."
"Not troubling anyone?"
Li Yan couldn’t help but laugh, "You’re in big trouble."
Saying that, he walked forward to take the soul token.
"What are you doing?!"
The elder felt his scalp tingle upon seeing this.
The two disciples imdiately stepped forward to block.
Watching the two sharp blades swinging toward him, Li Yan kept moving, his body shifted, slipping through the gap, then elbowing out.
Bang!
A muffled sound, and the two disciples were sent flying together.
The elder tried to stop him, but saw a blur before his eyes. Li Yan had already used his clever strength, stepping into the flower-piercing steps, circling past the elder, and grabbed the soul token.
"You!"
The elder was furious, his eyes red, but still scread, "You’re courting death, run!"
After that, he took his two disciples and ran outside.
However, it was already too late.
Suddenly, a chilling wind rose inside the temple, the surrounding candles turned green, and the temple doors shut loudly.
The entire ruined temple hall instantly seed like a ghost realm.
"hee hee hee..."
"These three types of karma are of the past, the future, and the present; all Buddhas of the three tis, purely because..."
"Kill them!"
Outside the main door, banging noises and various strange sounds kept coming.
The elder and the two disciples, shaking in fear, hurriedly took out a pouch from their robes, spreading out cinders of incense and salt, blocking the temple door.
The elder, shivering, took out a talisman.
Whoosh~
The paper talisman instantly turned black and then to ashes.
The elder was on the verge of tears and cursed, "With such a reputation, how could you act so recklessly? We’re all going to die here..."
Li Yan smiled wryly, speaking towards the beams above, "Elder, stop joking with them, let’s clarify the reasons first."
He spoke politely, but the soul token was still in his grasp.
As soon as his words fell, the chilling wind inside the hall vanished instantly, the candles returned to their normal color, but mist rose, making everything blurred.
Amidst the haze, many Buddha Bodhisattvas appeared around them, dancing chaotically in the air, looking down at them.
Li Yan frowned slightly, "Master, if you have sothing to say, just say it. What’s the use of bringing out these heavenly Buddha Bodhisattvas if they aren’t real?"
"Amitabha..."
An old voice sounded, "The old monk emits a great vow, wherever I am is Pure Land, the heart of every person contains a Buddha, thus revealing the Dharma form."
Though he said that, he still retracted his Divine Skills, showing an old monk’s apparition with his hands clasped together, his face and figure blurred.
Li Yan slightly shook his head, no longer arguing, but holding onto the soul token, he looked at the elder, "Now speak, where did this item co from?"
The elder, now keenly aware of the severity, swallowed, "Don’t bla us, sirs, we were commissioned by soone to retrieve treasures from here."
"Commissioned by whom?"
"This..."
The elder hesitated initially, but seeing the candles turn green around him, he quickly scread, "I’ll tell, I’ll tell!"
"It was the people from Tangya Tusi City!"
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