Chapter 92: Sword Slaying Demon "Evil door." Jiang Lin frowned as he looked at the Baijie Hall in front of him, which was filled with evil spirits and covered with a layer of meritorious light. He had seen a lot of weird things, but this was the first time he had seen a scene like this. This place is no longer a question of whether or not there is a problem, but rather the problem is laid out in the open. The key now is, how did this strange and evil energy come into being? Jiang Lin looked around and found that many people were carefully holding out bowls filled with reddish-brown medicinal soup. He moved closer and walked in front of a person, watching the other person hold up the bowl carefully and then drink. Jiang Lin frowned. In the medicinal soup, he saw a ray of vitality. Or rather, angry. The vitality drawn from living people. From the perspective of practitioners, all diseases are caused by the decline of vitality, which allows pathogenic qi and plague to enter the body, causing illness.
And this medicinal soup contains the vitality of a living person. When healthy people drink it, they will feel full of vitality and energy. If a sick person drinks it, his vitality will be strengthened, the disease and plague will be expelled, and the disease will be cured naturally. Simple and crude, it is full of practitioners' "dimensionality reduction attack" on mortal problems. There is no harm in having anger entering the body for mortals. After all, as long as one is alive, he or she will not dislike being too angry. But the question is, where does all this anger come from? Jiang Lin took another look at the aura above Baijie Hall and had a rough guess in his mind. He thought to himself and walked into Baijie Hall. Baijie Hall is bustling with people, but also clearly divided. On the left are people seeing doctors, and on the right are people picking up medicines. On the consultation side, in the front was a fence covered with white cloth. In front of the fence was a table with a pulse pillow on it. A hand reached out from inside the enclosure and took the patient's pulse. From the vague shadow on the white cloth surrounding the enclosure, it can be seen that there is a female doctor sitting inside. Nowadays, people still attach great importance to the protection between men and women. Although this kind of medical consultation is a bit inconvenient, patients can understand it. On the other side, there was a big pot with a reddish-brown medicinal soup boiling in it. People in the queue came with their own bowls and took a bowl of medicine with great care. The man in charge of preparing the medicine soup looked to be less than 30 years old, with a short beard and a long gown. He looked gentle and kind, and with a soft smile on his face, he made people like him at first sight. Of course, this is just what ordinary people see. In Jiang Lin's eyes, there are many different things. However, the next moment, Jiang Lin withdrew his gaze and stood in the corner waiting quietly. It was evening when we waited and all the patients and people who received medicine left.
In this way, Jiang Lin's presence is very conspicuous. In other words, the man had already noticed Jiang Lin. He walked up to Jiang Lin, bowed and said, "Master." Jiang Lin didn't say anything, nor did he nod. He just looked at him quietly. The man didn't care and said with a familiar smile: "It's almost night, the Taoist priest must not have had dinner yet." He smiled and pointed in a certain direction outside the pharmacy, saying, "There is a fisherman's kitchen near Lingyun Wharf. They use fresh fish caught that day. I'll treat you." These words and his actions made it seem as if he had known Jiang Lin before. As he spoke, a pleading look appeared in the man's eyes. Jiang Lin looked at him deeply and nodded. The man breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, looked at the fence, and said with a smile: "My wife, I will not be home for dinner tonight." "Do you have any friends of your husband?" A sweet voice came from inside the enclosure. The next moment, the fence opened and a woman wearing simple clothes but with natural beauty walked out. This woman seemed to be close to thirty, but her eyes were bright and clear, with a hint of innocence. Those eyes look like those of a teenage girl. "Yes, a friend from out of town is coming over." The man smiled and turned sideways so that his wife could see Jiang Lin. "I have met this Taoist priest." The woman bowed and smiled sweetly. She didn't ask any questions, but just waved quietly to the man. When the man came over, she took out a purse and handed it to him, whispering, "Since a friend is here, order a few more dishes. Don't be stingy." "Okay, listen to my wife." The man nodded, turned and walked towards Jiang Lin, bowed and smiled, "Please." Jiang Lin followed him out silently. Behind her, the woman watched her husband and Jiang Lin leave, blinking in confusion. "Why are all my husband's friends monks?" Moreover, I have never seen it a second time. The woman muttered something in confusion but didn't think much about it. She looked at her own pharmacy and the empty soup pot and smiled with satisfaction. "Today, we saved a lot of people."
………… Jiang Lin followed the man and after leaving Baijie Hall, he headed towards Lingyun Ferry. "Our town is blessed with natural advantages. The Longshui River runs through the town, and merchants frequently come and go. With more people, it naturally prospers." The man introduced it in a soft voice, saying, "But on the other hand, with more people, there are more diseases. My wife has been learning medicine since she was a child, and she also has a heart to save people, so she opened this Baijietang." "By the way, I haven't asked for the Taoist's name yet?" The man smiled and looked at Jiang Lin. Seeing that Jiang Lin was still silent, he was not angry. He just smiled and said, "My surname is Wen, and my given name is Jian." Wen Jian smiled, pointed to Lingyun Ferry not far away, and said, "We have arrived at Lingyun Ferry." Jiang Lin looked up and found that even though it was already night, Lingyun Ferry was brightly lit. The curfew rules in the town are meaningless to begin with, and now with wars breaking out frequently, those who still dare to go out to do business are doing it with their heads on their belts, so no one cares. Therefore, it is common for the ferry to be busy all night long. "Master, follow me." Wen Jian led Jiang Lin through many twists and turns and came to a corner. There was no one around. Although it was not far from the ferry, no one would notice this place. "It doesn't look like there's any fish here." Jiang Lin spoke for the first time. The smile on Wen Jian's face disappeared, and he sighed, "Master, why do you ask when you already know the answer?" "You are a true person who has practiced cultivation. When you see me, you will definitely want to slay demons and monsters." "However, I still want to thank you, Taoist Priest, for not doing it in front of my wife." Jiang Lin looked at him quietly, waiting for his next words. "The Taoist priest is not the first one." As Wen Jian spoke, a smile appeared on his face again, but compared to the warm and kind smile before, it was now very different. Sinister, menacing, weird, gloomy. "How is my acting?" Once these words were spoken, combined with the previous sentence, some answers were already apparent. Jiang Lin was not the first practitioner to discover the weirdness of Baijie Hall, and those practitioners before him had basically become the ghosts of the men in front of him. "No way." Jiang Lin shook his head and said, "It is a rule for practitioners not to show themselves in front of others." "Oh?" Wen Jian blinked in surprise and said, "These days, it's rare to find someone as disciplined as the Taoist priest." As he spoke, a steel needle appeared in Wenjian's hand. It was one and a half feet long, as thick as a little finger, and had dark spots of a gloomy blood color.
"Taoist Master, please." As Wen Jian spoke, he raised the steel needle in his hand high up, and a gloomy demonic aura accompanied by a fishy and disgusting smell of blood rushed towards him! Jiang Lin did not dodge, but instead raised his hands and clamped them behind his back. "laugh……" Thunder appeared above Jiang Lin's fingers, and between his two fingers was a bloody, slowly wriggling sharp mouthpart. Looking up, the figure of Wen Jian, who was about to attack, suddenly collapsed and disappeared into a pool of dirty blood. "laugh!" Thunder burst out from the hands behind Jiang Lin's back, forcing back the mouthparts between his two fingers, and then he slowly turned around. Wenjian's figure appeared in front of him again, but this time Wenjian was no longer in human form. In other words, only half of the human figure remained. The head was twisted and deformed, no longer resembling a human being. It was just a mosquito head that had been magnified countless times. That blood-colored sharp steel needle is naturally the mouthpart that the mosquito uses to suck blood. His body was stretched out, his legs bent, and covered with a layer of stiff fur. There is also a pair of translucent insect wings on its back, which are vibrating and making an extremely irritating feeling. Half man, half insect. "It's really rare to see a mosquito become a spirit." Jiang Lin looked at the greatly changed room with great interest. "The Taoist priest is not an ordinary person. There must be at least eight out of ten practitioners who died from that move just now." Wen Jian made a sound with a hint of sneer in it. Please forgive me, Jiang Lin really couldn't find where his mouth was. "This is a very rare substitute method. This is the first time I have seen it." Jiang Lin nodded and praised lightly. This mosquito spirit had used its own blood to create an incarnation at some unknown time in the past, while its real body was hidden. Although it was just a trick to sneak in, the aura of this blood incarnation was exactly the same as the original body. If you were a little careless, you would really fall into the trap. But for Jiang Lin, Wen Jian’s real body was extremely eye-catching in the darkness. This blood incarnation could be hidden from ordinary practitioners, but it was still a bit far-fetched to want to hide it from the Black Law Master who was a fellow practitioner of Tianpeng Shenxiao. If we count the methods that Jiang Lin practiced, there is not a single one that is not for restraining demons and evil spirits. "Buzz buzz......"
Jiang Lin's answer was a dull, harsh and extremely irritating buzzing sound. Before my eyes, countless black mosquitoes flew towards me, gathered together, and covered the sky and the earth, making me feel cold from the bottom of my heart. The next moment, these black mosquitoes summoned by Wen Jian swarmed towards Jiang Lin! It is extremely difficult for insects to cultivate and develop intelligence, but once they succeed, they are extremely difficult to deal with. After all, when it comes to bugs, one or two doesn’t matter, but if there are endless bugs, that’s another matter. And this thing is disgusting. Just like now, so many mosquitoes gather together and fly towards you. The scene is disgusting but also indescribably terrifying. Jiang Lin looked at the swarm of mosquitoes in front of him and raised his hand. "Zi la..." How does the thunder rise! For a while, the crackling sound was endless. Lightning burst out from Jiang Lin's hands and turned into a lightning net, covering all the mosquitoes. Shenxiao Fa, palm thunder! "Lefa..." Wenjian sneered, and the insect wings behind him vibrated and hummed. "It's not like I haven't killed any cultivators from the Tianshi Mansion before!" "Whoosh!" Before he finished speaking, Wen Jian suddenly turned into a faint black shadow, which flashed by under the illumination of thunder. When Wen Jian appeared again, he was already above Jiang Lin's head! That ferocious bloody mouthpart was about to penetrate Jiang Lin’s crown! It happened so quickly that when Wen Jian appeared above Jiang Lin's head and was about to succeed, Jiang Lin just heard the last word "pass". "Roar!" At this moment, a hideous face with green face and fangs suddenly appeared above Jiang Lin's head! The evil ghost roared, and its pair of ghost claws quickly and accurately clamped Wen Jian's mouthparts. Accompanied by a surge of ghostly and demonic energy, Wen Jian had no time to think and quickly withdrew. "Roar……" The six-hole demon that was protecting Jiang Lin did not chase him, but just stood quietly behind Jiang Lin, playing the role of a bodyguard perfectly. Again, Jiang Lin was just guilty, but he was not deprived of his status as a mage. The six-hole demons who were guarding Jiang Lin were not sent back and continued to work diligently. However, the current Six-Hole Demon may have sensed a sense of crisis, or perhaps because Jiang Lin’s cultivation level has improved, it has been given more freedom of movement.
All in all, it's more proactive than before. "Six-hole demon..." Wen Jian’s ferocious compound eyes trembled involuntarily. "You are... the Black Law Mage!" Originally, when the young Taoist in front of it performed palm thunder, it just thought that this was another cultivator from the Tianshi Mansion. Although the thunder method could restrain him, considering Jiang Lin's age, it was obvious that he could not achieve any great success. It was a little tricky but not too much. It remains full of confidence. But now, after recognizing the six-hole demon, Wenjian has begun to back down. Those who follow the black law must have practiced the Tianpeng method! It believed that it could defeat the immature thunder method, but it knew very well that it could never withstand the Tianpeng method! "Zheng!" What answered Wen Jian was the sound of a sword in the void. The Taoist youth had dark eyes with a faint flash of lightning in them, and a golden sword appeared in his hand. The long sword hummed, revealing a clear and rich sense of righteousness! "Mighty Sword God King, slay the evil and destroy all traces." Jiang Lin spoke calmly, and without any hesitation, he swung the mighty sword in his hand and slashed down! "boom!" Positive energy bursts out and power explodes! I saw a golden light spreading, wrapping around the text room powerfully and domineeringly! "Buzz buzz!!" Wen Jian flapped his wings, trying to get rid of the suppression of the mighty sword, but under the cover of the positive energy, all the evil and demonic energy in his body slowed down! It was just a brief delay that allowed Wenjian to meet those eyes that were dark but gleaming with lightning. "You devoured the people, absorbed their vital energy, and slaughtered the cultivators, causing you to be filled with injustice and evil spirits." Jiang Lin's voice was without a trace of emotion. "According to the law, there is no mercy for killing." "Now, I will kill it with my mighty sword." (End of this chapter)