Lin Xi asked directly, "What is it?"
Master Xuankong shook his head and said, "An ancient evil artifact."
"Legend has it that long, long ago, in the beginning of the universe, when chaos first opened up, heaven and earth were divided into three realms: the human world, the heavenly court, and the underworld."
"The underworld is filled with evil energy. It is a true hell. The eighteen most powerful and terrifying ghost emperors, who live in the eighteen levels of hell, attempted to rebel, overturn the order of the world, and fought with the gods in the sky."
"From then on, the gods fell and evil spirits vanished."
"Without gods, there is no evil in the world."
"Humanity became the master and ushered in the light."
At the crucial moment, Master Xuankong took a deep breath, "But... let me guess."
Lin Xi remained unfazed. "The power of the eighteen Ghost Emperors has coalesced to form an evil artifact. I've seen this plot in ten novels. Put more effort into your story."
Master Xuan Kong was embarrassed. "Disciple, I really didn't make up a story. For your background and for the strange fragments, I searched through the ancient books of the underworld and fooled the old ghosts of the underworld to piece together the original facts."
The ancient times passed too long ago, so long that there was no underworld, nor were there Black and White Impermanence.
However, the vengeful ghosts imprisoned in the eighteen levels of hell seem to react to the fragments.
Master Xuankong specially brought Qingwu over and waved it around in front of the vengeful ghost, saying, "Take a close look, what's different about him?"
The vengeful ghosts went mad, exclaiming, "It smells so good! It smells amazing!"
Qingwu went berserk too, yelling, "Don't bite me, let go!!"
Master Xuankong, hearing that there was hope, said, "Whoever knows what's inside his body, I'll give him to them."
The vengeful spirits, their eyes bloodshot, scrambled to grab Qingwu's clothes, crying out, "Power! Immense power!"
Qingwu clutched his chest tightly, "A bunch of scoundrels!"
"Shikong, I hate you so much!"
After a commotion, an old ghost stepped forward, his eyes glazed over, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"This is the power of the Ghost Emperor, pure evil energy."
"Ah, it smells so good."
Master Xuankong raised the Soul-Hooking Lock, dragged the old ghost out, and through a combination of coercion and enticement, finally figured it out.
He smiled and said, "The battle between gods and demons is made up, but everything else is absolutely true."
"This thing has extraordinary power; once it appears, it will cause widespread devastation and make life unbearable for the people."
Linxi was deep in thought.
The master's words were as good as no words at all; he just kept talking about how powerful and invincible the fragments were.
She already knew all this.
The Northeast Fox Base, Shi Kong's prophecy, and the arrogance of the statue all demonstrate the power of the fragments.
The important thing is how to eliminate the fragments.
Master Xuankong shook his hand. "Disciple, don't be lost in thought. Let me tell you, that war was extremely fierce. Gods fell, the Heavenly Court was destroyed, and there are no more gods in the world, but..."
Lin Xi rubbed her temples. "Alright, stop talking about where the fragment came from. The important thing is to destroy it!"
“I know that,” Master Xuankong said in a low voice. “Evil artifacts are extremely yin and evil. Only the purest and cleanest power can harm ancient evil artifacts. Nothing else will work.”
Lin Xi countered, "Are you sure?"
Master Xuan Kong nodded, “I am 100% certain. Only gods possess this power. Mortals have seven emotions and six desires, and it is impossible for them to be completely pure and innocent.”
Lin Xi glanced at him. "You mentioned before that the Emperor of Fengdu is the only god in the world. Let's go find him."
Master Xuankong shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of disdain, "The biggest gossip in the underworld is that the Emperor of Fengdu is love-struck. Because of a certain woman, his divine status was damaged, forcing him to go into seclusion."
"He can't even beat you, so forget about it."
Lin Xi's lips twitched. "The evil artifact is trying to cause trouble, but the only god is love-struck. What's the point of fighting? We might as well just wait to die."
Master Xuankong grabbed her hand and, with a heavy heart, lectured her, "My disciple, what a beautiful world, what magnificent mountains and rivers, can you bear to watch it be destroyed?"
Lin Xi sighed helplessly, "Shut up, let me think."
The fragments had nothing to do with her, and she couldn't care less about them.
If the fragments combine, she will be the first to die.
For her own life, and for Fu Jingyao's sake, she had to find a way to completely destroy the fragments.
Lin Xi suddenly remembered, "Wait a minute, if the God and the Ghost Emperor both died, who broke the evil artifact?"
Master Xuan Kong was stunned, then slapped his thigh. "That makes perfect sense. Could it be that the old ghost is lying to me?"
"Not necessarily." A glimmer of insight flashed in Lin Xi's mind, and she vaguely glimpsed the truth.
The master's story is true, the evil artifact is true, and Shi Kong's prophecy is true, which means...
Someone has broken the evil artifact!!
That person is a glimmer of hope.
Lin Xi took out the fragments and skillfully pieced them together.
Master Xuankong instinctively stepped back, "Disciple, what are you doing? If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"
Lin Xi ignored the noise and gently tapped the broken pieces.
In an instant, the seven fragments burst forth with dazzling light, and ancient characters slowly emerged.
Master Xuankong exclaimed in surprise, "There are words on the fragments, could they have been left by the gods?"
Lin Xi pointed to the two largest characters, "Yun Zhuan".
Master Xuankong was even more surprised, “This is a font exclusive to Taoists. It confuses people and frustrates ghosts.”
He had been a Taoist priest for a period of time, performing rituals everywhere and frequenting various Taoist temples, so he naturally understood the Cloud Seal script.
The style of these two characters is very familiar; it's as if I've seen them somewhere before.
Where is it?
Flowing clouds and running water, grand and magnificent.
Master Xuankong remembered, “The plaque of Yuanqing Temple, the Taoist temple where I took you to stay when you were a child, the old men called you Little Grandmaster!”
Lin Xi observed carefully, "It really does look very similar."
The plaque of Yuanqing Temple was written by a certain abbot and has stood for thousands of years without decaying.
The Taoist temple collapsed at the time, but the plaque remained intact, which shows that the abbot had profound spiritual power.
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