Chapter 10: Iron Sword Three will die in three days
"I can't see the future of the cultivation world even with my eyes open."
Ji Lingche was stunned. These words sounded strangely familiar.
She looked at the woman in green who was speaking.
The female cultivator had a cold and distant look on her face, but her appearance was elegant and beautiful. She was worthy of being recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world of immortal cultivation. She was truly breathtakingly beautiful.
However, what was extremely inconsistent with that beautiful face was her half-dead temperament. Her face was haggard and sickly, so weak that she hardly looked like a cultivator. Her expression was lazy, as if she was hanging on to her last breath.
Qu Wuji turned his gaze to the female cultivator: "Lan Xin, what do you have to say?"
Yin Lanxin said lazily: "I have already said what I wanted to say, Master Brother."
There was silence everywhere, everyone watched with bated breath, not daring to make a sound.
Yin Lanxin is a man who has calculated everything. He is proficient in arithmetic and has a clear understanding of destiny. His words come true. If someone else said that the world of cultivation is going to end, they would be spitted to death, but when Yin Lanxin said this, no one dared to refute him.
Ji Lingche looked at Yin Lanxin. He hadn't seen her for many years and was a little dazed for a moment. He thought to himself that the great charlatan Yin still had the same demeanor of a living being on the verge of death. It was truly unique.
Yin Lanxin suddenly started coughing. After not seeing her for many years, her health seemed to be worse.
Yin Lanxin cast her gaze on Ji Lingche and looked at her for a moment. Her eyes were cold and sharp, making Ji Lingche feel cold.
At this moment, Ji Lingche felt guilty as if he had been seen through.
Ji Lingche quickly clasped his fists towards Qu Wuji and said, "I wonder what Master wants us disciples to do?"
Qu Wuji stared at Ji Lingche coldly and said, "Someone is knocking on the gate of heaven."
Ji Lingche understood clearly that the so-called knocking on the gate of heaven meant that a mortal with no power or influence used the Golden Platform to test himself as an immortal. He would kowtow from the foot of the mountain, climb up step by step, with blood all over his head and bruises all over his body, to seek help from the Immortal Alliance for justice.
The mountains are precipitous and the formations are exquisite. A mortal would die without a burial place if he is not careful. Those who knock on the gate of heaven are in danger of death. If they are not in great trouble and have no other way out, they will never seek this method.
Shu Shangjin was startled and asked, "What does Master mean?"
Qu Wuji said, "That man has already crawled halfway, his strength is running out, and his life is hanging by a thread. You two should see what kind of difficulty he is in and lend a hand."
Ji Lingche and Shu Shangjin clasped their fists and said in unison, "Disciple, I obey your command."
The extremely handsome monk in green suddenly smiled and said, as if bathed in a spring breeze: "Brother, if the situation is difficult, we disciples may not be able to handle it. Why don't you go with Qingchen?"
Ji Lingche recognized the man, whose name was Ye Qingchen. He was a disciple of Master Baoyuan, along with Qu Wuji and Yin Lanxin. He was a kind and elegant person, and had outstanding talent.
Qu Wuji nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Junior Brother."
Yin Lanxin also said, "Master, I am not feeling well and cannot sit for long, so I will take my leave now."
Everyone was already accustomed to Yin Lanxin's lateness and early departure. Moreover, she was able to attend very few events. Coming to watch the Golden Platform Immortal Trial this time was already giving face to the Immortal Alliance.
…
Ye Qingchen and Yin Lanxin walked out of the Bixie Temple side by side, with Ji Lingche and Shu Shangjin following behind.
Ji Lingche only felt her eyelids twitching, one crisis after another. She always felt that this time the test of immortals on the Golden Platform would not bring good news.
Just as he was lost in thought, Ji Lingche felt a sudden pain on the back of his hand, and saw the golden seal on the back of his hand flashing.
What does this mean?
It was her good master who told her not to think about running away and not to have any bad thoughts, because the master was watching her all the time!
Ji Ling pressed the back of her hand angrily. She wanted to cut the golden seal off right now.
Ye Qingchen said to Yin Lanxin in a gentle voice, "Xi Yu, how are you... these days?"
Yin Lanxin said bluntly: "I can't die."
Ye Qingchen smiled and said, "Junior sister, you've been gone for more than ten years, and even I can't see you..."
Yin Lanxin: "Yunyou Yunyou, if you can be found, can you still call it Yunyou?"
Ji Lingche listened to the two people's casual chat behind them. No matter what Ye Qingchen said, Yin Lanxin was cold.
Suddenly Yin Lanxin stopped, turned around and looked at Ji Lingche. Ji Lingche was startled: "Master...Uncle Master?"
Yin Lanxin stared at her with her beautiful eyes, with a hint of prophecy, and said softly, "We've met before."
“And they’re very familiar with it.”
Ji Lingche was stunned and roared in his heart: No way, no way, I know you can calculate, but it’s too exciting for you to reveal my secrets here, right?
Yin Lanxin coughed a few more times, her voice a little light: "Don't you remember me?"
Ji Lingche closed his eyes and made up his mind, mumbling nonsense: "Ah... maybe we were destined to meet in our previous life, and we can continue in this life."
As soon as she said this, she felt something was wrong. She raised her eyes and saw Shu Shangjin and Ye Qingchen looking at her in surprise...
Yin Lanxin looked at Ji Lingche coldly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said: "It is indeed a predestined relationship in the previous life."
After she finished speaking, she coughed lightly, her shoulders shaking slightly, as if she was about to cough up blood. Ye Qingchen held Yin Lanxin's cold wrist, looked at her worriedly, and said, "Your body..."
Yin Lanxin stopped him from talking, then bowed lazily and smiled: "Brother, Lanxin will go ahead. I wish you all the best."
After she finished speaking, she did not fly her sword, but passed through the barrier and walked slowly down the mountain. After a long while, a soft cough could be heard in the distance.
Ji Lingche felt a little sad, thinking that it was because God was jealous of talented people and beautiful women had short lives. He didn't know when Yin Lanxin's pulse had become so weak.
When we were discussing Taoism in Binggu Pavilion, this person was so talented that he revealed the secret of heaven in one sentence.
She remembered that the last words Yin Lanxin said to her in her previous life were: You will not die well.
You know what, it’s really accurate.
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When they reached the middle of the mountain, they saw a man hanging on the ridge. Blood from his forehead flowed down his nose and into his eyes, staining the whites of his eyes red. He kept knocking his head down. It was very difficult for him to climb up. There were no man-made stone steps on the side he was climbing. The monks all climbed up with swords, but this man had forcibly dug a path through the grass.
Ji Lingche stood on Shu Shangjin's sword and said to the man, "Hey, no need to kowtow. The Immortal Alliance already knows about your sincerity!"
The man was startled and turned around, only to see several people flying their swords and looking down at him, their clothes fluttering as if they were immortals descending to earth. The man was stunned, his hand slipped and he fell off the mountain!
Before Shu Shangjin could react, he saw a green light suddenly shot out, but then gently wrapped around the man and slowly lifted him up. Ye Qingchen stood in the air, like a god. He said softly, "Don't panic. If you have any troubles, just tell me."
The man was dressed in coarse linen, but his eyes were resolute and bright. The blood staining made him look even more insane. He knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Immortals! Please save Tiejian Town! In three days we will all die—"
Three days later, the Spring Competition was about to begin, and Ji Lingche narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ye Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "Let's go down the mountain and talk."
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The man who knocked on the Heavenly Gate was named Axing, and he was actually a blacksmith.
Although most of the people in Tiejian Town were blacksmiths originally, ever since the Immortal Trial Competition was held here, every family has abandoned the blacksmithing business and turned to business. Nowadays, there are only a handful of people who are still actually blacksmiths.
The name Axing means flying iron stars.
Ji Lingche asked, "What do you mean when you say we will all die in three days?"
Ah Xing's aura of knocking on the Heaven's gate had already faded. The wind had chilled his entire body. When Ji Lingche asked, he shuddered all over, as if recalling something terrifying. His voice trembled, but his expression was frantic: "Little Immortal! I told others about this, but they didn't believe me. They all said I was crazy. The government didn't care, and neither did you from the Immortal Alliance! I had no other choice, so I chose to knock on the Heaven's gate! You...you must believe me!"
He choked up a bit at the end: "I... I don't have any other options. I, I can't just watch everyone die—"
Ji Lingche has figured it out now. It's no wonder that others call him a lunatic. She doesn't think he is normal either.
Ye Qingchen gently placed his hand on Ah Xing's shoulder, slowly chanted a calming spell, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, the Immortal Alliance believes in you."
Ah Xing gasped for breath, and as the calming spell took effect, his breathing gradually calmed down. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears and said, "Master, I can't explain it to you clearly. I'll take you to see it directly!"
The few of them arrived at the place Ah Xing mentioned, which turned out to be a deserted temple in the northwest corner of the town, near the Fengdu city gate.
Ji Lingche was stunned when he saw the dilapidated Taoist temple. He looked up at the mottled plaque. The vermilion paint had long since peeled off, revealing the blackened wood inside. Only the word "peace" was vaguely visible.
Ah Xingdao said that the temple enshrines the great imperial master of this dynasty.
Ping'an Temple stands beside the Fengdu city gate, suppressing the ghosts and evil spirits in the city. It was once very popular, but since the sudden disappearance of the national preceptor twenty years ago, the temple has not only lost its magical power, but even strange things often happen there, and it has gradually declined and fallen into disrepair.
This place is close to the Fengdu city gate, and the yin energy is extremely heavy. At midnight, the city is filled with ghosts howling and evil spirits are surging. Without the deterrent of Ping'an Temple, ordinary people who approach this place will suffer from headaches, fever, and possession by evil spirits at best, and may die at worst. The area near the Fengdu city gate has become a desolate suburb that no one dares to approach.
Shu Shangjin looked at the Ping'an Temple and asked in surprise, "Is this actually the Xuanfu of Imperial Master Ping'an?"
He murmured again, "It is said that this State Master is not from our sect, but he has built many Taoist temples to save the world. There are more than 4,000 Taoist temples guarding the four corners of the world. His merits are truly immeasurable..."
Ji Lingche cleared his throat and looked at Ah Xing: "Is there something wrong with this temple?"
Ah Xing pointed at the Ping An Temple and asked nervously, "Have you ever seen a dead person resurrected?"
Ji Lingche raised his eyebrows and stared at Axing with interest.
Ah Xing glanced at the Guan, feeling a little frightened. He glanced at the three people, and finally his eyes fell on the nonchalant Ji Lingche. He actually felt as if he had met a close friend.
He grabbed Ji Lingche's arm and whispered, "They don't believe me. They say my brain has been blasted by Mars and I've been talking nonsense all the time. Little Immortal, tell me first, am I crazy?"
Ji Lingche looked at his blood-stained eyes and said firmly: "Not crazy!"
Ah Xing: "Then you believe everything I say?"
Ji Lingche: "Of course!"
Ah Xing glanced at Ye Qingchen and Shu Shangjin, and whispered to Ji Lingche, "Those two immortals, I'm... afraid of them. I'm only telling you, do you think it's okay?"
Ji Lingche: "Then I really want it."
Fortunately, Ye Qingchen and Shu Shangjin were both very well-mannered. They just watched quietly and didn't mind. After all, they had sharp ears and eyes, and they could hear Ah Xing no matter how quietly she spoke.
Ah Xing whispered to Ji Lingche, "Grandma Ximen's daughter is dead! The coffin is buried in the earth. I saw it with my own eyes!"
Ji Lingche: "Then?"
Ah Xing: "She is in this view now! Alive!"
Ji Lingche: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"
Ah Xing: "No... I know she is alive again, I... I can feel it!"
"I can't enter that temple. Every time I try to go in, I feel uncomfortable all over and my heart starts pounding! My feet feel like they're stuck to the ground and I can't take a step inside. But I'm sure she's inside, just across the wall from me! I..."
Before she could finish her words, Ah Xing began to sob faintly again: "I reported it to the police, but they said I was crazy and beat me out with sticks! I also took advantage of your immortal spring competition to tell the little immortals, but they either scolded me or ignored me. I..."
Ji Lingche thought for a moment and then asked, "Even if Miss Ximen really came back to life and appeared in this desolate temple, why did you say that we would all die in three days?"
Ah Xing looked crazy: "Because although Ximen is alive, she is no longer Ximen!"
Ji Lingche: "What do you mean?"
Ah Xing said shockingly: "There is a demon inside her skin!!"
"They're going to kill all of us in three days, then let the demons enter our bodies and completely replace us! This is their conspiracy!"
Shu Shangjin was stunned. Ye Qingchen looked at Axing, narrowing his eyes slightly with a hint of fatigue.
Ji Lingche's expression was gloomy, but he smiled: "How do you know these? Don't tell me you are guessing."
Ah Xing was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, then banged his head hard and muttered, "How did I know..."
Shu Shangjin stepped forward to hold him back, thinking he was crazy, and said helplessly: "Okay, stop hitting yourself on the head..."
Ah Xing: "These words... seem to be told to me by someone, but I can't remember that person no matter how hard I try! It's as if this matter was implanted in my head out of thin air! Little immortals, you really have to believe me... Three days later, I--" He banged his head again.
Ye Qingchen patted Ah Xing gently and said softly, "The Immortal Alliance will definitely take this matter seriously. Let's go in and take a look now."
Ah Xing shook his head quickly: "No! I can't go in! I can't..."
It was as if he was implanted with some kind of restriction, and he could not set foot into the Taoist temple no matter what.
Helpless, Ye Qingchen could only say: "Shangjin, Wanwan, you and Ah Xing will stay here."
Shu Shangjin clasped his fists and said yes. Ji Lingche hurriedly said, "Uncle Master Ye, I'll go in with you!"
Ye Qingchen looked at her and smiled gently: "Okay."
Ji Lingche once again looked up at the word "peace" on the Huangguan Temple, his heart surging with emotions. Then he followed Ye Qingchen and stepped into the Ping'an Temple.
Ji Lingche narrowed her eyes slightly. First, she, the wicked and evil cultivator, inexplicably returned to life, then her beastly ghost brother's ghost lingered, and then the demons came to join in the fun. It was really the beginning of a show, with all kinds of demons and monsters making their appearance.
It was as if they were originally tied by a string, but were scattered everywhere. At this moment, when the string was pulled suddenly, they were all strung together and plunged into the small pond in Tiejian Town.
For the first time, Ji Lingche felt like a chess piece. Every move he made was calculated by others, and no matter how he jumped around, he couldn't get off the chessboard.
So he summoned her soul back to use her as a weapon?
It is not easy for a small town like Tiejian to accommodate so many evil spirits.
I can’t even imagine how lively the Immortal Trial Competition will be in three days.
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