Chapter 151 Plan Failed "Jingle Bell……" The clear and melodious bell sounds echo through the mountains and pass through the forests, exuding an ethereal meaning, and it is so pleasant to the ears. However, this was not the case to the preacher. In His ears, the crisp bell sounded like a death knell. Red-gold flames emerged from the void, appeared on His body, and His entire body began to burn. "Ouch!!" The moment the flames approached his body, the heretic preacher covered in ashes suddenly let out a shrill, inhuman howl. He tried to mobilize the original energy of the ash-coated heretic to resist the blazing red-gold flames. However, the original Qi of the external sect that was coated with dust, which was like a carbuncle on the heel and could penetrate every pore, was now like a weight and could not move at all. No, to be precise, He no longer has the ability to control the power from the ash-coated heretics.
"My... origin..." He muttered to himself belatedly, and raised his hands, which were already covered with red-gold flames. Under the burning, his flesh had been turned to ashes, leaving only the gray bones still holding on. The incomparably magical red-gold flame had already burned his origin, causing him to be "disconnected" from the ash-coated heretics. Jiang Lin looked at the preacher who had become a torch and barely had a human form, and raised the Tianpeng ruler in his hand again. "Jingle Bell……" The bell rang again, and the red-gold fire bell, which was originally the size of a fist, flew towards the preacher in the pool like a dandelion. "Command, refine the demon." Jiang Lin spoke softly. "Om!!" Before he finished speaking, the "Nine-bucket Sunlight Flowing Golden Fire Bell" suddenly expanded, like a giant bell, and fell down with a bang, completely covering the preacher of the gray heretic. Jiang Lin raised his hand and pointed the Tianpeng ruler in his hand at the void. "clang!!" Suddenly, the red-gold fire bell was activated. No, it should be called a fire bell at this moment. In short, accompanied by a melodious and magnificent bell sound, the next moment, Jiang Lin could no longer sense the breath of the gray-coated heretic preacher. Jiang Lin looked at the huge red-gold bell that was suppressing the water and activated the Tianpeng ruler in his hand. "I respect the command of Tianpeng and spread the true Dharma." Jiang Lin faced north, bowed three times, and then straightened up. The red-gold fire bell was no longer in front of him. At the same time, the strange gray substance that had originally spread over most of the mountaintop also disappeared. "call……"
Jiang Lin exhaled a breath of foul air, took out the golden elixir, and licked it skillfully. "Tsk tsk..." Jiang Lin smacked his lips, and the next moment his handsome face turned red. The surging power of the medicine hit him and filled Jiang Lin's dantian in an instant. The Arctic method was working rumblingly, refining the extremely pure medicinal power and transforming it into Jiang Lin's magic power. Because the medicinal power was so pure, Jiang Lin didn't even have to put in any effort. He had completely absorbed and refined it in just half a small cycle. The golden elixir is as powerful as ever. Jiang Lin sighed and carefully put away the golden elixir. This is something that can save your life. "This magic weapon is too powerful." Jiang Lin stroked the Tianpeng ruler in his hand and sighed softly. He could roughly guess the origin of this thing. He thought it was made by Wei Tianjun, the ancestor of his own Black Law lineage. But even so, the magical power contained in this Tianpeng ruler also surprised Jiang Lin extremely. Not to mention other things, just this magical power that has been "unsealed" to Jiang Lin is already the most famous method of refining demons in the Black Law Department of the Arctic Exorcism Institute. Its name is: Beiji Xitai Jinhuo Tianding Dafa. (Second setting, the foundation is Shenxiao Jinhuo Tianding Dafa, which was originally considered a thing of the Beidi School, but in order to avoid confusion with the Shenxiao method practiced by the protagonist, it was changed.) This method can be called a magical power. Even a black law wizard who has become an immortal cannot practice it easily. Even for Jiang Lin, if he did not have the Tianpeng ruler in his hand, he would have to achieve immortality before practicing this kind of magic refining technique. This method is also called "the method of throwing fire and flowing gold" or "the method of flowing gold and fire bells". The method is manifested externally, which is the "Nine-dou Yangguang Flowing Golden Fire Bell" that has just been displayed. The foundation, or origin, of this great method comes from Zhang Yuelu, the fifth of the Southern Vermillion Bird among the twenty-eight constellations. The constellation of this lodge is shaped like a wide bow. In addition, Zhang lodge also means Vermilion Bird, which looks like a bird's beak. The Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine says: The twenty-eight constellations in the celestial sphere, with Fang and Mao as the latitude and Xu and Zhang as the longitude. Therefore, Zhangxiu can also be regarded as the South Pole, and is the hottest among the southern fire constellations. Fire within fire. This kind of fire is naturally very suitable for refining demons. To activate this method, one must first activate "Tian Ding", which is Zhang Su's true words, and then draw the "Train Smoke and Fire Talisman". The most important parts of this talisman are the three fires on the head, namely: divine thunder fire, dragon thunder fire and community thunder fire. With these three fires, when the magic talisman is activated, the golden fire bell will appear naturally. As the bell rang, the divine fire shone brightly, refining demons and slaying evil, with invincibility. However, Jiang Lin is not qualified to practice this kind of demon-refining method at present, and he relies on the magical powers within the Tianpeng Ruler.
This is also the reason why Jiang Lin had to "go through the process" even though he had poured in 70% to 80% of his magic power. Because Jiang Lin himself does not know this method, he needs the Tianpeng ruler as a medium. Those 70% to 80% of the magic power are just the "key" to unlock the door. With the relay, it is not the caster's own spell, so its power is naturally not as strong as the original one. In addition, Jiang Lin’s magic power is not enough now, so the golden fire bell he activated can even be said to be in empty form. But even so, it is already horrifying enough. If Jiang Lin were to fight the preacher of the gray heretic in a head-on battle, he would have to use all three methods of Black Law, Heavenly Peng and Divine Xiao at the same time and exhaust all his strength to defeat him. But now, it’s just a matter of spending some magic power. Mana is just like money, it's a piece of shit, you can earn it back after you spend it. Compared with the results of this battle, Jiang Lin didn't care about the consumption of mana at all. "Crash..." The water of the waterfall poured down again, and it seemed that it would soon fill up the pool eroded by the gray substance again. Jiang Lin looked over, scanned with his dark eyes, and raised his head as if he sensed something. It was already night, and the sky turned into a black curtain dotted with stars. This was a normal weather situation, but Jiang Lin saw something different. Wisps of gray matter floated in the air, without any energy dissipating, but it gave people a sense of horror when looking at it. While trying to avoid it as much as possible, I couldn't help but look at it and couldn't help but sink into it. Jiang Lin ignored the strange bewitching power and stared straight at the wisps of gray aura. This is the original manifestation of the gray-painted heretics. As Jiang Lin watched, the wisps of gray air became more and more twisted and slowly squirmed, and finally seemed to turn into a single eye, staring at Jiang Lin. "boom……" At that moment, Jiang Lin felt like he was struck by lightning and his consciousness was shaken, but he forced himself to keep his body steady. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but Jiang Lin didn't care. He raised his hand to wipe it, and then tapped it on his forehead. That little bit of scarlet also aroused the young man's murderous intent. In his dark eyes, a trace of blood-red light appeared at some point. The Fengdu Dharma Eye was further stimulated by the wizard's blood and stared at the source of evil. "The graying heretic." Jiang Lin tilted his head back and grinned, with traces of blood on his teeth, making the smile seem somewhat cruel. "This preacher of yours is not very durable. Next time..." As Jiang Lin spoke, the gray eyes in the air quietly dissipated.
Before he could finish his words, the wisps of gray energy disappeared from Jiang Lin's eyes. "Tsk..." Jiang Lin smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, then put down his hands which had been behind his back. The spell in his hand also quietly dissipated. Just a little bit. "Just a little bit." Zen Master Dao Ji walked out of the darkness, and the faint golden Buddha light at his heart disappeared again. Hearing this, Jiang Lin shook his head helplessly. The preacher who was so difficult for Zen Master Dao Ji to track down by crossing half of the Great Zhou must be an important chess piece in the Tuhui heresy. Such an existence being refined cleanly and neatly would naturally attract the attention of the gray-painted heretics. Jiang Lin had guessed this a long time ago, and so could Zen Master Dao Ji. Jiang Lin is not a talkative person, but he said a lot of nonsense before the war. The purpose is also to attract the attention of the gray-coated heretic origin. Including the reckless behavior just now, which was to face the source of evil even at the risk of getting injured, was also a preparation for this. Just a little bit off. As long as the origin of the ash-coated heretic stayed a little longer, Zen Master Dao Ji would be able to shatter his own relics to form a seal and retain the ash-coated heretic. Afterwards, Jiang Lin would use the Fengdu forbidden technique without hesitation to completely keep the original energy of this gray-coated heretic here! This plan was decided as early as when Jiang Lin met Zen Master Dao Ji. Zen Master Dao Ji said that the reason he came to Kyoto was because he was expelled from the temple for disrespecting Buddhism. Isn't it disrespectful to Buddhism to destroy one's own relics? Jiang Lin also replied with "a life-long friendship", the implication being, if you want to fight to the death, I will just go all in. Then, Zen Master Dao Ji finalized it with one sentence: "Monks do not tell lies." But in the end, it was still just a little bit short. "After all, it's because I'm not good enough..." Zen Master Dao Ji sighed helplessly and said, "Facing the origin of the ash-painted heretics, the young Taoist priest and the old monk are just children." “It’s free to try.” Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Anyway, even if I fail, there's no loss. It's just a mouthful of blood. I can afford to spit it out." Yes, if this plan fails, the loss will not be that big. If it succeeds, it will be a huge price to pay for Jiang Lin and Zen Master Dao Ji.
Whether it is destroying one's own relics or using the Fengdu forbidden techniques, they are both desperate means. Jiang Lin and Zen Master Dao Ji would use it without any hesitation. Fuck the consequences, cut off the gray-smeared heretics first! A black law wizard in the human world and a reincarnated arhat from Lingshan Mountain are two people who have nothing to do with each other, but they have a 100% tacit understanding in this regard. "Never mind, there will always be opportunities in the future." Zen Master Dao Ji shook his head, took two steps forward and looked at Jiang Lin. "Fortunately, if the young Taoist priest suffered any serious loss, the old monk would never forgive him." "It's not a loss. If it weren't for this preacher, I wouldn't have had the chance to control the Tianpeng Ruler." Jiang Lin said with a smile. The Arctic Black Laws are more powerful and cruel than each other. There is no room for practice. They must be put into practice for real. Either the mage dies or the evil spirit dies, there is no in-between transition option. Although the Three Realms are vast, there is only one lineage like Beiji Heilu who does not even take the lives of his own family members seriously. "This matter is over, the old monk will take his leave now." Zen Master Dao Ji saw that Jiang Lin indeed had no loss, so he shook the tattered palm-leaf fan in his hand and patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder. Jiang Lin's expression changed, and he asked, "Master, why don't you stay for a few more days? I have established myself in Kyoto. I can't say anything else, but it's no problem for me to treat you to a few delicious meals." "You can't stay, you can't stay." Zen Master Dao Ji said with a smile: "If we stay any longer, who knows what bad things will happen..." Having said that, Zen Master Dao Ji walked away on his own, swaying step by step, without caring about Jiang Lin's reaction. Jiang Lin couldn't help but squint his eyes as he watched Zen Master Dao Ji's back disappear at the end of the mountain road. Bad things? What counts as a bad thing? Jiang Lin looked in the direction of Kyoto. Even though there was a dense forest between them, with the help of Fengdu's Dharma Eye, Jiang Lin could still see the emperor's dragon aura hovering above the Forbidden City. Could it be that Buddhism also wants to get involved? This was the only possibility Jiang Lin could think of at the moment. This is probably the only thing that Zen Master Dao Ji would call a terrible thing and try to avoid. This master would not get involved in these things, but if some existence gave Zen Master Dao Ji a "mission". I think it would be difficult for the master to refuse, although he wouldn't take it seriously. But if you can hide, why stay here and cause yourself trouble? This is probably what Zen Master Dao Ji thought. Jiang Lin kept this guess in mind and didn't think too much about it. Once Zen Master Dao Ji left, even if the Buddhist community wanted to intervene, they couldn't find anyone powerful enough.
On his side, not only did he have the person chosen by his own emperor, but he also had the reincarnation of a star god. Moreover, he is the most famous among all the star gods in the sky, and ranks among the top, the Zuo Fu Dongming Star God. Jiang Lin looked at the direction where Zen Master Dao Ji was walking and sighed, "It's boring." He was not talking to himself, but speaking on behalf of Zen Master Dao Ji. In the eyes of that wise and compassionate Zen master who plays with the world, aren't these things boring? After Jiang Lin finished speaking, he also followed the only mountain road down the mountain. He walked all the way to the foot of the mountain, but still did not see the figure of Zen Master Dao Ji. It was obvious that the master had really left Kyoto and no one knew where he had gone. Jiang Lin did not talk to Zen Master Guan Daoji again, and walked out of Kyoto on his own. At this moment, Kyoto had already been closed and the six hundred curfew drums had been beaten long ago, but for Jiang Lin, it was not a big problem. With a simple wall-walking trick, he entered Kyoto. On the deserted street, Jiang Lin walked quietly towards the direction of the Prince Qin's Mansion. They met several waves of patrolling soldiers on the road, but they seemed to not see Jiang Lin. After walking into the Prince of Qin's Mansion, Jiang Lin returned to his room and went to bed with his clothes on. Silent all night. (End of this chapter)