Chapter 68 Burn Your Life, Light My Magic Lamp The cold wind came quietly and invisible. Lin Yan suddenly opened his eyes and chopped down with his sword. The cold wind dissipated. He stood up straight, holding a knife in one hand and a small crossbow in the other, and walked quickly towards the direction where the cold wind came from. He walked straight out of the gate of Linjiangsi and headed towards the street on the left. I saw a lantern hanging at the end of the street. In Gaoliu City, every household has willow branches to light up the night lamps. Even if the family cannot afford the expensive lamp oil from the temple, at least the lantern itself must have come from the Liuzun Temple. But this lantern was all white, with a dim fire inside, and seemed to be flickering and about to go out.

The night wind blew, and the dim firelight formed one colorless "vine" after another, coming towards Lin Yan. It is invisible to ordinary people. But Lin Yan could see the cultivation level of the Refining Essence Realm very clearly. The middle of the vine is hollow, like a series of empty tubes, trying to pierce Lin Yan's flesh and absorb his blood. "Oh?" Lin Yan was a little surprised, as he had never seen such a method before. But he still rushed forward with the knife and chopped him down fiercely. The murderous energy burst out from his body, and his magical power to suppress demons was intimidating. Wherever the knife flashed, the invisible "gasified vines" were all cut off, and they dispersed immediately before they could take shape. But before he could move forward, he felt a sudden tightening around his waist. He immediately opened his robe, only to find that the gold had become scorching hot and seemed to be penetrating into his body through his underwear. Lin Yan's expression slightly stiffened as he tore off the piece of gold. But he found that it was sticking tightly to his palm. In an instant, Lin Yan's eyes became dazed for a moment. The originally full of energy and spirit suddenly became weak by three points. At the same time, the white lanterns at the end of the street became three times brighter. Magical power! Demon suppression! Lin Yan immediately suppressed the gold, threw it to the ground, and swung it with a knife. He cut the gold into two pieces.

The growing feeling of weakness was cut off in an instant. The flame of the lantern no longer became brighter, but maintained its current brightness. "One ingot of gold for my life?" Lin Yan thought to himself, "Use my life as fuel for this lantern?" He stared at the lantern in front of him with a serious look, but did not rush forward. The strangeness and evilness of this lantern was beyond previous expectations. At this moment, the wind became increasingly fierce, as if the lantern had become extremely angry. In a moment, even the fire gradually turned blood red. The blood-red light illuminated the entire street, making this dark night appear evil and enchanting. The lanterns hung in the air, swaying in the wind, sounded like screams, and were quite creepy. It was like a kind of anger that came from being deceived. The wind blowing around the lantern turned into thousands of blood-colored "gasified vines" that swooped down to kill. call out! At this moment, Lin Yan raised the crossbow. A crossbow arrow suddenly flew through thousands of bloody vines. It pierced straight through the lantern. The scarlet flames suddenly went out. Thousands of blood-colored "gasified vines" instantly dissipated. The stone bricks under Lin Yan's feet suddenly shattered. His figure disappeared from the spot, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the end of the street. He suddenly stepped forward, split the lantern in half with a knife, and kicked over the oil tank inside. "How dare you force someone to buy or sell something, and take their life? And you still have the nerve to get angry in front of me?" Lin Yan crushed the lantern with his foot, then frowned slightly, thinking to himself: "Only ten strands of evil spirit? So little? Something is wrong..." - Gaoliu inner city, Liuzun Temple. As a top disciple of the temple, Liu Jing suffered misfortune for no reason, and in the end, even with the means of the temple, they were unable to save him. This matter was like a cloud hanging over the hearts of everyone in the temple. This even alarmed Mr. Lu, who currently lived in the outermost district of the outer city. Unfortunately, Liu Jing did not live to see Mr. Lu's arrival and breathed his last. "Liu Jing's situation is extremely complicated. This is all the abnormalities recorded in the past two days."

The twelve temple priests had sad eyes, bowed slightly, and handed over a booklet with both hands. Mr. Lu took the booklet with a serious look on his face. Liu Jing is dead, and all his breath has disappeared. For such a strange disaster, it is relatively difficult to find clues simply from the corpse. Perhaps we can find more clues in the records in this booklet. "Recently, there are signs that the disaster has begun to revive. Mr. Lu, do you want to move back to the inner city?" At this time, a temple priest asked. "It doesn't matter. With Lu Tang here, those rats can't take me down." Mr. Lu said this, opened the book, and said, "The spirit has appeared. What are you going to do?" "The Great Venerable has come out of retreat last night." The Twelve Temple Priests said, "After our discussion, we wanted to wake up Liu Zun and save Jing'er at the same time. Unfortunately, he didn't make it until Liu Zun woke up." The Great Venerable is the first priest of Liuzun Temple. Sixty years ago, he was respectfully called the Grand Temple Priest. But in recent years, the city of Qifeng has been granted a title of honor. Therefore, the chief temple priest was called the Great Venerable. "Wake up Liu Zun?" Lord Lu pondered and said, "Liu Zun will not sleep for more than three months this time. Aren't you afraid of the consequences if you wake him up by force?" "The Great Venerable is about to take the final step." The Twelve Temple Priests said solemnly: "He is absolutely sure that he can eliminate the hidden dangers." "That's not bad." Mr. Lu responded, lowered his head and flipped through the book, glanced at it, frowned and said, "Liu Jing's strange behavior is completely different from the experiences of those night watchmen?" "That's right. Because the 'bad omen' he encountered is completely different from those of the night watchmen, so for the time being we don't know what Jing'er encountered." The Twelve Temple Priests said in a low voice. "So what happened to the Night Watchman?" The dark-faced man came closer and couldn't help asking, "Actually, I was the first one to rush over to save them, but I didn't find the murderer. They died miserably at that time." "More than a decade ago, we tied the 'life-buying money' with the branches of the Willow Master, sealed it with a talisman, stored it in a willow night lamp, and sent it to Qifeng Prefecture." The twelve temple officials looked a little unhappy and said, "The people who escorted us at that time included six incense burners from the temple, six guards, twelve guards from the city defense office, and a garrison commander from the Heavenly Supervision Department. They were delayed by the heavy rain for several days. On the sixth day, they were unable to enter the Pure Land in time before nightfall." "and then?" "It's dead." "..." There was silence for a moment. Then, Master Lu frowned and said, "The one who was responsible for receiving the 'life-buying money' and refining it to eliminate the evil spirit was my disciple." "But I heard that the people who escorted the 'life-buying money' to the end all died, and the 'life-buying money' has been missing since then." "This matter was finally taken over by the Heavenly Supervisor of Qifeng City." "I didn't get involved in this matter back then, and I heard that the Heavenly Supervisory Department had taken full control, so I didn't ask about it again." "It's really strange that the money for buying life has appeared again today." Mr. Lu asked, "Do you know the whole story and the final outcome of this matter?"

(End of this chapter)