Chapter 113 All in Kyoto "Roar!!!" The green-faced and fanged Six-Hole Demon roared to the sky, and the seal of the talisman was released in an instant! Although it is not as good as the "no taboos" situation in Hangzhou city at that time, it is not much different. Feng Lixiao, with red eyes, raised his hand and with a "swish", three huge black wings spread out behind him. Black feathers transformed from evil, demonic and murderous auras floated in the air. "Feng Li Xiao, receive the mage's order!" A light of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Six-Hole Demon. Earlier, even it had not thought that the wizard would be able to use the Fengdu Jiuquan Order again during his "sentence"! However, after appearing and seeing the enemy the mage was facing, Feng Lixiao immediately understood. It turned out to be a group of old enemies. The reason why the wizard started the Fengdu forbidden method was because of these three evil ways! Now, it can be said that enemies meet on a narrow road.
It is no wonder that the Fengdu Jiuquan Order on the mage would be temporarily unsealed. The Black Law Mage is cruel to his own people and even crueler to evil spirits. Moreover, he holds grudges very, very hard! Moreover, although Jiang Lin is currently under criminal detention, the order to seal Fengdu Jiuquan is justified, but this item is not recorded in the black law. This is why Feng Lixiao came. Looking at the nine-zhang-tall Six-Hole Demon, all the Black-Tooth Monks were stunned. The overwhelming evil, murderous, and demonic energy made them wonder who was the evil one? "Roar!!!" Feng Lixiao didn’t care what these black-toothed monks thought, and the three wings behind him vibrated violently! "boom!!!" The black feathers pierced through the bodies of the Black Tooth Monks like spears. There was no room for resistance and no accidents could happen. Every Black-Tooth Monk that was pierced by the black feather turned into meaningless pus and blood! Even the true spirits of the Black Tooth Monks were annihilated by the extremely bizarre and evil demonic energy! The master said, let’s start a big killing spree and leave no one alive! Then, not even a single bit can be left behind! Feng Lixiao considers himself to be very obedient. It didn't take much effort at all, and the Black Tooth Monk no longer existed in front of Jiang Lin. However, Feng Lixiao did not leave. He just shrank his body and turned into a figure more than ten feet tall, standing behind Jiang Lin to protect him. As for the original six-hole demon, it is now unemployed again. "Master, there is another one inside the main hall." Feng Lixiao's scarlet eyes looked towards the main hall. Jiang Lin said nothing, but just walked over, and Chen Qingning followed closely behind him. She looked at the Six-Hole Demon behind Jiang Lin, her steps became slightly stiff, and she moved away unnoticeably. For the vast majority of practitioners, this kind of extremely evil stuff is something they are absolutely unwilling to touch.
Only the Black Law Mage can control such evil things. Jiang Lin walked past the ruins and entered the main hall. Inside this spacious and magnificent hall, Jiang Lin looked up at the enshrined Buddha statue. It is not Sakyamuni, not Amitabha, nor any other Buddha or Bodhisattva, but a physical body. To be precise, it is a Buddha in the flesh. The dark and dry Buddha body sat on the lotus platform with a smile on his lips, but that smile made people feel cold in their hearts no matter how they looked at it. "Master, shall we kill him?" Feng Lixiao looked at the Buddha's flesh and blood body, and the ghost-head knife in his hand exuded a strange demonic aura. Jiang Lin did not answer, but just looked at the other people in the main hall. These women are in tattered clothes and look confused. They are here to serve as the furnace for the black-toothed monks of Huanxi Temple. "Fellow Daoist Chen." Jiang Lin shouted without turning his head. "Edict." Chen Qingning nodded, took out a talisman, and shook his wrist. "The Supreme Star, you are always on the lookout, you can drive away evil spirits and bind demons, you can protect your life and body, your wisdom is clear, your mind is at peace, your three souls are eternal, your spirit is not lost. Hurry up and obey the command!" “The Supreme Purifying Heart Talisman!” Chen Qingning sacrificed the Heart Purification Talisman, and the talisman suddenly collapsed under the command, transforming into star-like Qi balls that sank into the spirit platforms of each woman. These women are certainly not here voluntarily. Each of them has lost their minds and turned into a kind of zombie. Now, this heart-purifying talisman has cleansed the evil spirits in their souls and restored them to clarity and brightness. "Come with me." Chen Qingning greeted. The women who were still confused subconsciously obeyed and followed Chen Qingning out of the main hall. Soon, Jiang Lin and Feng Lixiao were the only ones left in the main hall. And the flesh-and-blood Buddha lying high on the lotus platform. "Kala...Kala..." Accompanied by a dull popping sound, the black paint covering the flesh-and-blood Buddha's body began to crack and then peel off piece by piece. Beneath that black paint is a healthy complexion. The black ink fell down, and the flesh-and-blood Buddha disappeared, replaced by a skinny old monk.
The old monk had a pale face and no beard, and he was still sitting on the lotus pedestal. He looked at Jiang Lin with his cloudy eyes and grinned. The blood-red teeth in the darkness were so eerie. "what……" The old black-toothed monk suddenly laughed. He staggered to his feet from the lotus platform, looked at Jiang Lin, and said, "I know you." As he spoke, he seemed to feel that this was inaccurate, and shook his head again, saying, “All Bon believers know you.” Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is this a threat?" "It's not a threat, it's a fact." The black-toothed monk smiled and said, "The Bon sect is under the custody of the Heavenly Court, but the Bon religion still exists, and so do the countless believers throughout the three realms." "One day, the Supreme Bon Dao will be resurrected again, and when that time comes, sacrifices will always be needed." Jiang Lin nodded suddenly and said nothing more. "boom!!" Feng Lixiao burst out with extreme demonic energy, and without any movement, the ghost-head knife in his hand appeared above the head of the black-toothed monk. "laugh……" The ghost-head knife wrapped in evil spirit and murderous aura fell down with a loud bang, like a hot knife cutting butter, cutting the black-toothed monk diagonally in half from the shoulder. However, the Black Tooth Monk was still alive and his head was intact. He was still smiling, his dark teeth streaked with blood. "Bon religion, smearing ashes, wishing everything is fulfilled, worshipping the moon..." "The Taoist priest was too impatient and attracted too much attention." "The old monk is waiting for the Taoist priest to be sacrificed to the Supreme Bon Dao." He looked fanatical and muttered to himself. Jiang Lin tilted his head and said, "How much? Why do I feel that it's a little too little?" "Whoosh!" The sound of breaking wind sounded above the Black Tooth Monk's head. Feng Lixiao stomped on the Black Tooth Monk's head and it exploded, and his true spirit was dispersed by the evil energy, making him deader than dead. With the death of the last black-toothed monk in the Huanxi Temple, the Fengdu Jiuquan Command in Jiang Lin's hand gradually became silent. That feeling of spiritual connection is gradually disappearing. Jiang Lin’s Fengdu Jiuquan Order is about to be sealed again. At the same time, Feng Lixiao's figure was slowly disappearing.
"Mage." Feng Lixiao suddenly said, "I asked the black-toothed monk in Hangzhou about something." "Only one sentence." "Everything is related to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty!" After he finished speaking, only a head remained of Feng Lixiao. “I dare not say that this is all that the Black Tooth Monk knows, but this one sentence is absolutely true.” Feng Lixiao smiled and nodded to Jiang Lin. That smile was full of confidence, but also contained deep cruelty and ruthlessness. Jiang Lin watched the big demon disappear and nodded slightly. As expected, the person with the purest purpose in the incident in Hangzhou Prefecture was actually King Song. In other words, the King of Song is what is on the surface, but underneath, there is something deeper. Kyoto? Jiang Lin scratched his chin thoughtfully. It seems that the worship of the three evil sects in Hangzhou Prefecture did not end just because the three evil sects were conquered. There are more hidden secrets inside. Jiang Lin thought about it and took out a snow-white scale the size of a chess piece. This was the thing inside the black cloak that Bai Suzhen gave him. It goes without saying that this is a token that can be used to contact Bai Suzhen. Jiang Lin poured his magic power into it, and soon the scales began to buzz. "Fellow Daoist Jiang, how are you doing lately?" Bai Suzhen's voice came from within the scales. Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Whether it's good or bad, at least we won't be hungry or wet." "That's good." Bai Suzhen also smiled and said, "I thought that you were not allowed to contact others during your 3,800-mile exile." "Contact is not allowed." Jiang Lin said seriously, "There is one thing that I need you to investigate." Exile must look like exile, but it is a little different now. After all, Jiang Lin is doing serious business now. Bai Suzhen's voice became a little more serious after hearing this, and she asked, "What about King Song?" "Exactly." Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. He always felt that maybe Bai Suzhen and he had too much tacit understanding? "King Song... is very strange." There was seriousness and doubt in Bai Suzhen's voice.
"He is still in Hangzhou Prefecture, alive and well. He has not been detained, and there has not even been any decree issued, let alone been convicted." "It's as if his plan to establish himself as emperor and usurp the throne by using the three evil ways was fake." Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes when he heard that. This is no longer abnormal, it's weird. After the destruction of the three great evil sects, how could Kyoto be completely unaware of such a big thing? Even in other years, there would always be practitioners offering sacrifices in Kyoto, let alone this time of year. His own brother started a rebellion in Hangzhou and even established his own country and reign title, so the emperor in Kyoto had no idea about it? But King Song is still alive and well, and is even still in Hangzhou. There wasn't even an edict from Kyoto. It would be strange if there was no inside story. "Abandoned son." Bai Suzhen said suddenly. Jiang Lin couldn't help but nodded, not caring whether Bai Suzhen could see it or not. Yes, a discarded pawn. It's like a chess piece that has been killed on the chessboard. It has no value anymore and is not even worthy of being on the chessboard. Such a discarded pawn is naturally not worth any attention. Someone wanted to use King Song to achieve a certain goal, and regardless of whether this goal was achieved or not, King Song was already a chess piece to be killed. So, who could it be? The answer is a no-brainer. Jiang Lin was wondering before, why would a prince who was far away from the court and hadn’t even seen the emperor for many years have the emperor’s private seal? If the tentacles of King Song had been able to extend to this extent, why would he still be conducting the three evil sacrifices? Then there is only one possibility. Only with the emperor's permission or acquiescence could the King of Song obtain the emperor's private seal. Everything King Song had was just an appearance. He thought he had the power to monitor the emperor. But this was just what the emperor wanted him to see. What is the emperor going to do? Jiang Lin couldn't figure out this problem for a moment. But there is one thing that Jiang Lin is very clear about, if he wants to completely resolve the issue of the three evil sacrifices in Hangzhou Prefecture, he must make this trip to Kyoto. The King of Song, who thought he could accomplish great things, was actually just a chess piece. It was very likely that he was overlooking the chessboard and manipulating everything at will... Also, the generals under a certain ghost emperor in the underworld, the ghost soldiers of unknown origin, and...
Jiang Lin thought of a woman who was extremely charming. Zhou Mei. Jiang Lin had already known that this witch was not simple. But now it seems that Zhou Mei is not just a little bit complicated. "laugh……" At this moment, the scales in Jiang Lin's hand suddenly dimmed. This proves that when facing Bon believers, Jiang Lin’s “temporary unblocking” has been completely re-blocked. Jiang Lin was not surprised. As the old saying goes, exile should be done in a proper manner. Jiang Lin was already very satisfied that his ancestor allowed him to take some time to take revenge. This also proves that Jiang Lin is indeed being paid special attention to, or in other words, Wei Tianjun, whom he has never met before, is indeed keeping an eye on Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin once said in front of Hangzhou City that he would completely eradicate the Bon religion's lineage, foundation and everything else. Putting these things aside for the time being, Jiang Lin walked out of the main hall of Huanxi Temple. Chen Qingning stood in the square, feeling a little helpless. After all, she was just a little girl, and even her first time going out for training was interrupted by the sudden situation of the real fetus. Faced with these women who had clearly regained consciousness but were still like walking corpses, Chen Qingning didn't know what to do. "Fellow Daoist Jiang." Seeing Jiang Lin coming out, Chen Qingning looked over for help. Jiang Lin also frowned. Faced with these poor women in front of him, he didn't know how to deal with them. Logically speaking, now that they have escaped from the devil's den, the next thing to do is to send them home. But, do they still have a home? These women are no longer the original thirty or so women. Those women had long since died in Huanxi Temple. All of these were "donated" to the abbot by his brothers, fathers, and husbands. The moment they appeared here, they no longer had a home. “Fellow Daoist Jiang, perhaps you can open up some fields for them under the Taisu Palace, so that they can at least survive.” Chen Qingning said softly. This was the best solution she could think of. Jiang Lin subconsciously thought about the feasibility, but the next moment. "Pfft..."
(End of this chapter)