"The remnants of the Black Lotus Sect will bow their heads and be punished today!"

A powerful roar came from the center of the square, followed by rumbles of thunder.

There were even tiny snakes spreading around the square, crackling and flashing.

The entire underground square was swaying with will-o'-the-wisps, lightning and thunder, and dust filling the air, as if the end of the world was coming.

There were also gusts of cold wind from time to time, which caused pain all over the forest and mountains!

"Lei Zhenzi!"

A shrill howl came from a distance, the sound was sharp and piercing the ears, and it contained malice that was difficult to wash away.

…

Is this someone fighting? Lin Shan, who was lying in the corner, was frightened.

Since traveling to this world, he has only heard stories about immortals from the storyteller's mouth, but he has never seen it with his own eyes, and he doesn't know whether it is true or not. He has always been skeptical.

Today's experience subverted his previous understanding.

There are cultivators in this world!

Then why have I practiced martial arts so hard from dawn to dusk for so many years?

The huge gap made him feel ups and downs.

Before I could think about it again, the voice of resentment in the square sounded again, but this time it was no longer harsh. Instead, like a demon whispering, the entire surrounding air became thicker, swirled into a sinister wind, and then crazily moved towards the center of the square.

surge away.

At this time, the dust in the center of the square gradually thinned, and only a thin black figure could be vaguely seen, sitting there motionless with his legs crossed. Under his knees was a high platform like an altar, surrounded by several will-o'-the-wisp stone pillars.

There is a huge hole directly above the head, and streaks of thunder are falling continuously from the big hole. The target is the figure on the altar. Countless small thunder snakes branch out at the same time, spreading around the square.

The gloomy moan just now seemed to come from a human figure. Lin Shan seemed to see a black figure sitting cross-legged with a stick in his hand, tapping something faintly through the reflection of the lightning.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

Countless sinister winds gathered towards the center of the square, and the devil's whisper slowly turned into the sound of Sanskrit chants, and the voice gradually became loud and irritable.

Lin Shan covered his head, feeling as if countless ants were gnawing at his brain, feeling groggy and dark!

…

Finally, it seemed like centuries had passed, or maybe it was just a moment.

All the thunder, Sanskrit sounds, and knocking sounds on the field disappeared.

The whole world is purified.

Lin Shan was exhausted and lying on the ground. After experiencing life that was worse than death just now, he just wanted to have a good sleep.

The battle in the center of the square in the distance seemed to have come to an end in his suffering. The air was filled with the smell of burning, and the surroundings were filled with gravel and dust.

…

"Thousands of years ago, in order to sacrifice the inferi, the Black Lotus sect bloodbathed the mortal world, became a public enemy of the world of cultivation, and was annihilated by various sects. However, the fish that slipped through the net multiplied and multiplied generation after generation, and they were so tenacious!"

A dull sigh came from the big hole above the square, but only the sound was heard but no one was seen.

Lin Shan on the ground struggled to raise his head to look at the square. At this time, his surroundings became slightly clearer. Although half of the will-o'-wisps on the stone pillars were extinguished, some were still burning firmly.

"Oh...ahem...I've been hiding again and again for hundreds of years. I can't escape from the world, and now I'm hiding in the wild mountains.

I won’t do anything harmful to heaven and earth anymore. I’m just using the corpses of dead people to make corpses, so you still have to kill them all!”

The thin old man in black clothes on the altar was stooped, coughing and vomiting blood, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes cursing at the big hole above.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he seemed to have scolded enough. A young Taoist with a bun and blue robe slowly descended from the large hole above. He had a square face and a fly whisk in his hand, looking spotless.

It looked like the "Lei Zhenzi" the old man in black robe called just now.

Lin Shan lay on the ground and didn't dare to move. The battle was going on just now and he couldn't help himself.

Now that the weather is calm, I am afraid that the two of them will discover that I am an ant.

Lin Shan secretly looked at Lei Zhenzi in front of him, and his mood was even more agitated. This image was so consistent with his previous fantasy of immortal cultivators. At first glance, it was a complete Taoist orthodoxy!

Unlike him who sneaked in through a robbery hole, he just dug a big hole on the top of the mountain and fell from the sky! Go straight to Huanglong!

The one-hand thunder technique is even more superb, Lin Shan was so fascinated just now when he saw it.

"For hundreds of years, the Black Lotus Sect has been spreading evil images in several nearby states and counties, collecting beliefs about luck in the world, and trying to recreate the incense and golden body. All the sects in the cultivation world of the Song Dynasty are aware of it, and Pindao is also acting under orders."

The young Taoist priest was neither happy nor sad, as if he was explaining a trivial matter.

"What a shame! If a few mortal tomb thieves hadn't broken in while I was in seclusion and leaked the news, how would you have found me in this barren mountain?

Time is also fate!"

The old man in black robe was so angry that he kept crying on the altar...

…

When Lin Shan heard these words, he instantly felt that there was a huge amount of information.

Evil image? Luck? Belief? Incense? What is the connection between this and ancient rhyme?

He also carefully recalled all the antiques he had seen in the past, only the pictures of mandarin ducks playing on the Spring River, some black lotus Buddha statues, and the nightingale tokens contained ancient charms. And these antiques seemed to be inextricably linked to humanities, destiny, and religious beliefs.

...

In the dark, he seemed to feel that he had grasped something.

…

In the dim underground square, there were a few will-o'-wisps, and the two people on the altar seemed to have come to an end after their bickering.

"That's it! No matter what is right or wrong, I will take you back to the sect and leave it to the leader to make his own decision."

After Lei Zhenzi subdued the old man in black robes, he allowed him to curse and curse but remained indifferent.

After muttering something for a while, he threw out a thunder cloud, carried the man in black robe who had no ability to resist, and flew straight to the big hole above his head.

From the beginning to the end, he never glanced at Lin Shan. He might have discovered his existence long ago. But a mere mortal is not worth a glance in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

Seeing the two of them flying into the cave above, Lin Shan felt extremely anxious. He couldn't care less about his random thoughts and endured the stiffness and pain all over his body as he rolled around and shouted while running:

"Immortal, stay here! I don't ask for opportunities, I just want to serve you!"

"Immortal...immortal?"

…

Running to the center of the altar, Lin Shan stared blankly at the big hole above his head, and a ray of cold moonlight hit his face.

Huge loss fills the heart. Seeing the power of the immortal cultivator, anyone will feel helpless and yearning.

Of course he is no exception!

I missed the fairy fate this time, I don’t know when it will be next time, maybe I will never meet again in my life!

At this time, something seemed to fall outside the hole above the head, and a long voice came from top to bottom along the moonlight:

"You have been infiltrated by yin energy. If you don't remove it within three days, the root of the disease may be planted in the future. I will give you this warm yang jade pendant."

The sound echoed in the cave, and the owner seemed to have gone away.

Lin Shan quickly caught it with both hands and took a closer look. He saw a bright yellow jade pendant lying quietly in the palm of his hand. A warm current instantly entered the body from his hands, and the heat circulated all over the body, making the whole body feel warm like a hot spring.

At the same time, the light curtain in front of me flows, and the transparent reinforced panel appears:

[Earth Warm Jade]

Quality: First level spiritual material

Introduction: Warm jade, which is abundant in volcanoes, is one of the most widely used materials for refining low-level magic weapons.

Strengthening requirements: 8 points

…

"This is..."

Lin Shan marveled at the magic of this warm jade, which not only instantly dispelled coldness for him, but was also a weapon-refining material.

Can materials also be strengthened?

He turned over and over while playing with the jade pendant, and at the same time he quickly bowed to the entrance of the cave: "Thank you, Immortal!"

No matter whether that person has gone far or not, this gift is naturally sincere.

Although he was unable to get close to Lei Zhenzi, a cultivator of immortality, this time, he was given a piece of warm jade, which solved a hidden danger for him. Lin Shan was still secretly grateful, thinking that he was worthy of being an expert in the righteous way.

Feeling that his whole body was revitalized, Lin Shan naturally did not forget the purpose of his visit.

Looking for ancient charm.

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