That night.
Inside the Xuanling Temple, the gloomy-faced white-robed monk, Master Xuanling, stood before Fang Dongshan and other representatives of the local Kyoto forces.
These people were originally his allies.
But at this moment, they looked at the Spirit Master with horror.
From this man's face, they saw a deep killing intent; for them, this was the most desperate moment of their lives.
Their eyes trembled as they knelt on the ground.
He didn't dare to look the Spirit Master in the eye.
One of them said in a trembling voice, "Master, Kongming's death has nothing to do with us, why are you..."
What do I want?
Xuanling spoke from his high vantage point.
Fang Dongshan trembled and whispered, "Does the sorcerer intend to kill us?"
They were all at least Martial Emperor level, and the strongest of them had reached the Celestial Martial Emperor level. If this were in Kyoto a few months ago, they would be considered the top level.
Although they were able to improve their cultivation level, which can be considered as taking advantage of a good opportunity caused by the changes in heaven and earth, they haven't enjoyed a few good days after breaking through.
They were unwilling to be reduced to such a state; even if they were to die, they wanted to die knowing why!
And they sensed the murderous intent of the Spirit Master.
It is indeed true.
Given their level of understanding, it's impossible for them to make a misjudgment.
The Spirit Master sneered.
"What happened today has nothing to do with you. It was caused by my foolish junior brothers. It's just that our Xuanling Temple has finally gotten to this point."
"Among the ten clans of the Heavenly Dao, it has the most illustrious reputation."
"If word gets out about what happened tonight, wouldn't we be looked down upon by the world?"
Fang Dongshan and the others shuddered again.
I finally understand the meaning of "suspended spirit".
This is to silence them!
The news of Xuanling's defeat to Lin Jinglong has not yet spread. People outside do not know the specifics of what happened; they only know that a great battle took place at Xuanling Temple.
Huangfu Kong won't go around spreading rumors.
Lin Jinglong doesn't seem like the type of person to brag about something like this.
The rest of the people, even if they know some inside information, will only be treated as gossip when they speak, and no one will believe them.
They were the only allies of the Xuanling Temple.
If they also spread this around...
This will surely ruin the reputation of the Spirit Master!
What happened tonight was indeed very unfavorable to Xuanling Temple. They opened their mouths wide, trying to defend themselves.
But they also understood that once something like this had happened, no matter how they explained, it was probably too late.
They only regretted that they shouldn't have been kicked into the Suspended Spirit Cave by Lin Jinglong. If they had managed to escape, they wouldn't have encountered such a terrible thing.
"Master, we will not tell anyone about this!"
"It's too late!"
Xuanling suddenly waved his hand.
Several bursts of energy landed on these people. Although he was no match for Lin Jinglong, dealing with Fang Dongshan and the others was a piece of cake.
They casually pulverized their bodies.
They also captured their spirits.
These people were in the final moments of their lives.
It let out the most desperate wail of its life, trying to call for help, but this was, after all, the Xuanling Temple.
How could they possibly escape?
Just then, their Yin spirits gradually turned gray and black, and countless malevolent energies poured into their bodies.
It caused them to lose their own consciousness.
They turned into vengeful ghosts and vengeful spirits!
Xuanling threw these vengeful ghosts into Xuanling Cave Heaven, letting them roam freely, allowing them to be nurtured by the malevolent energy there, and to fend for themselves.
"Perhaps one day, you few decent Yin spirits will be able to cultivate a few real vengeful ghosts, which would be a good way to repay my efforts in nurturing you."
After covering up the disgraceful act of Xuanling Temple by killing someone to silence them, Xuanling returned to the small Buddhist hall where he had previously been in seclusion.
He stood in front of a strangely shaped Buddha sculpture.
The thin Buddha statue slowly opened its eyes.
“Master, I am no match for Lin Jinglong. I have been defeated by him and most of my heavenly secrets have been taken away.”
Looking up at the thin Buddha in front of him, Xuanling's expression was somewhat pained.
But the golden Buddha statue merely shook its head slightly.
"No need to worry, this is just the beginning. Although Lin Jinglong has mastered the power to tame the Heavenly Dao, he is not without a way to counter it. I can teach you a method in advance so that you will not be restrained by him when you see Lin Jinglong again."
Xuanling's eyes lit up with joy.
He clasped his hands together and asked the thin Buddha to transmit the Dharma.
A beam of light descended from the Buddha's golden body, entering Xuanling's forehead and causing him to fall into a state of deep thought. He immediately began a period of seclusion for enlightenment.
at the same time.
The Corpse Master, who had fought Lin Jinglong but hadn't gained any advantage, dressed in a black robe, swept across the dark night of Kyoto and arrived at a small house in the suburbs.
Once inside, there were already several people waiting.
They all looked at Mr. Corpse with surprise.
"Lin Miao actually failed?"
Mr. Corpse nodded slightly.
He pulled back his hood, revealing a face as stiff and rotting as a zombie. A stench emanated from him, causing the top martial artists in the room to show signs of discomfort.
But they dared not say much.
Mr. Corpse slowly said, "Although Lin Miao failed, it was only part of the plan. We have more important things to do next."
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