Chapter 159 You can insult my master, but don’t insult me
The spectators in front of the water mirror were still savoring the shock they had just felt.
Just now in the mirror, there was chaos and war, and everyone was a righteous monk who was fighting against evil spirits to maintain peace. There was only one real evil spirit, and that evil spirit was formed by the prayers of all the people they were protecting.
Countless chaotic spiritual lights, huge array patterns, and the dazzling light like the dawn when the array opens.
A voice with a cold and sarcastic tone echoed from the empty space in the middle of the room, "They all say that those who are cunning and scheming are evil, but in my opinion, those who are cunning and scheming but have a good appearance but a bad heart are all human beings. If this Lin Du doesn't die early, I'm afraid even the gods will be afraid."
"Lin Du is so handsome, how do you know he's not a monster?" a female voice said with a smile.
"What are you talking about? The spirits are suffering in the dungeons of Junding Mansion. How can they become disciples of the Supreme Sect?" Another rough voice sounded, "You are right, Venerable."
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"Why is this something you are so proud of? Do you want to suffer in that dungeon?"
"I don't know whether he wants to suffer or not, but Qianyu, you openly attacked the disciples of the Supreme Sect. Do you really want to be buried in the soil again and escape like a groundworm?"
An extremely tender voice echoed beside several people, causing the hairs of those who were originally laughing to stand on end.
The number of people in the world who can break through the barrier of their venerable can be counted on one hand.
The interrupting voice was a little impatient, "Those insignificant little movements are fine, but do you dare to release the Liyang Secret Realm?"
"Hey, who is this? Isn't this our compassionate Buddhist?" Qianyu laughed, "Buddhists are really kind-hearted and care about the world."
Wei Zhi said calmly, "No, I just want to see you and the Supreme Sect fighting each other, but it's a pity that you seem to be too cowardly to dare to do anything to a bunch of kids."
Qianyu was silent for a moment, "...You have the guts? You have the guts to just talk and watch the show?"
Wei Zhi remained calm, "I am a pure-hearted Buddhist practitioner, what kind of person can I be?"
Qianyu turned around and cursed, then stopped talking.
Buddhist practitioners, Buddhist practitioners, Buddhist practitioners. Why didn’t you say that you were a Buddhist practitioner when you killed the dragon?
Wei Zhi disappeared again, but when Qian Yu lowered his head, he suddenly found a curse mark on his body.
When did this bastard cast the curse? Has his cultivation reached such a high level?
Qianyu was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He carefully probed and tried to forcefully open it, only to find that the curse was just a restriction and it did not pose any problem to him. However, he could not break through it no matter what he did, so he just put it aside.
This is dangerous... doing these meaningless things all day long.
This Jingzhong Formation is a rare and dangerous formation among the Thirty-Six Mountain Formations.
Lin Du was breaking the formation, holding a bone engraved with curse marks in his hand, "You have to control yourself, understand?"
The tall and strong Xiong Zhao stood there and whispered, "I'll try my best."
"This is not a matter of possibility, this is a must." Lin Du held the talisman pen in his hand, his eyes full of despair, "Do you think I'm negotiating with you? If you slap me, I'll be gone, and then there's no fun for us."
This was also a risky move on her part, as the Jingzhong Formation was essentially insoluble.
There is only one situation: the thing you are protecting is gone.
Xiong Zhao just said that what he would guard after his death was the soul-gathering spell on the corpse of this statue.
Lin Du just needs to break the curse and formation engraved on the bones and that will be the end of it.
The moment before the Jingzhong Formation disappears, just send the ghosts to the ground and let the King of Hell and the power of the other formations do their thing.
Lin Du’s idea is good, but it’s a bit troublesome for King Yan.
Meng An felt that Lin Du was not very reliable. "What if the Jingzhong Formation disappears and my brothers are separated?"
Lin Du pointed at himself and said, "Although you have been dead for many years and I don't know you very well, please allow me to introduce myself."
"My name is Lin Du, and my master is Immortal Yanye, the leader of the formation art. I am the one who broke all the formations in this city. You can insult my master, but don't insult me."
After listening to the first half, Meng An didn't know when Yan Ye appeared, but after all he had the title of the leader of the formation, so he couldn't be too bad, and he was also from the Supreme Sect.
"No...wait, what was your last sentence?"
Lin Du looked at him innocently, "Didn't you hear clearly?"
I've never heard of an old ghost being hard of hearing.
Meng An suddenly felt that she really had to blame her master. How could he have raised such a disaster?
Lin Du has already started to deploy her troops, and she is trying to pull out the Yin Dou.
Use the formation to condense all the Yin energy hidden underneath, continuously, simulating a "ghost" state of the same strength as Xiong Zhao.
Meng An watched for a while and realized that Lin Du was clearly preparing for two things: one to break the Soul Gathering Formation, and the other to conceal the truth.
This is indeed risky, but it is not a reckless gamble at all. Perhaps it is the most complete solution.
She kept saying that she owed him, and it was obvious that she had calculated everything.
Meng An walked silently to Xiong Zhao and thought, "Forget it, helping her to hold Xiong Zhao down would be helping himself."
Lin Du held the talisman pen and swept it over the four nephews, "I need blood to draw the curse."
Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Yuan Ye's wrist and was about to cut him, "Boy's blood?"
"Not necessarily." Lin Du's eyes fell on Xia Tianwu, "It must be Second Junior Nephew's, right?"
Her blood was infused with the element of fire, which enabled her to better devour the curse on the bones.
Lin Du used blood with confidence and was particularly efficient even in the summer when no blood was drawn.
"You guys should not just sit there idle, hurry up and draw some more talismans to ward off evil spirits, or you won't be able to get rid of Senior Meng."
The evil spirit on this ghost is too strong, and it needs to be dissipated before sending the ghost into the ground. Otherwise, the caster will not be able to resist the evil spirit and will be attacked instead.
The four of them took out their talisman pens. They all knew how to draw talismans to ward off evil spirits, so it was not difficult to draw a few.
While people from other sects in the water mirror are still scratching their heads in various formations, here in the Supreme Sect, the times can be described as peaceful and quiet.
Five people sat cross-legged in a row, holding talisman pens in their hands. Among them sat Lin Du, who crushed some red saltpeter and white jade essence with his bare hands, mixed them into blood, dipped the talisman pen in the materials for breaking the formation, and wrote on the white bones.
The other four carefully drew the talismans, and when they were done they activated them with their spiritual power and threw them at Meng An, working like an assembly line and completing the task in one go.
Meng An held down Xiong Zhao to prevent him from losing control and hurting Lin Du. He didn't notice that his back was covered with many talismans in layers like a bulletin board.
Those talismans soon spontaneously combusted as they were consumed.
If you ignore the mess of evil-dispelling talismans on Meng An's back, the strong man struggling under his hands, and the white bones in Lin Du's hands, everything is very peaceful and quiet, like a group of elementary school students chattering in class.
But this scene is still a bit penetrating in the eyes of the public.
When Lin Du was serious, his face didn't show much expression. In people's eyes, he looked gloomy and cold, as if to keep people away from him. In addition, there was a skeleton in front of him and the background of a dilapidated temple.
The only bright color is the red where the pen falls.
No matter how you look at it, there's an inexplicable evil aura about it.
Finally, the last stroke was completed. Lin Du activated his spiritual power, and flames ignited along the red array patterns on the white bones. The next moment, Meng An was lifted up by his own brothers and thrown heavily against the wall. With a snap, he turned into a gray human-shaped shadow.
The completely uncontrollable Xiong Zhao rushed towards the people who tried to destroy the Soul Gathering Formation.
The four people who were originally surrounding Lin Du all stopped their attacks at the same time. The golden sword energy was unstoppable, the soft sword made a crackling sound with the force of a prairie fire, and the cloud soul whip brought an explosive energy that shattered the soul and spirit and swung towards the strong figure.
Yuan Ye changed the content of the talisman and threw the ghost-snatching talisman onto Xiong Zhao.
Compared to the ghosts whose cultivation was much higher than his, it could only hold their position for three breaths.
But it was enough for Lin Du.
Lin Du was still pouring in spiritual energy continuously, but he was feeling emotional in his heart.
What is this wave called? It is called creating a good output environment for the mage, the four-protect-one tactic.
After three breaths, the bone spell quickly dissipated and disappeared. At this moment, Lin Du suddenly stood up and nine short blades were thrown out again, this time directly nailing around Xiong Zhao.
“Get out of the way!”
The four people standing in front of Lin Du quickly scattered like birds and beasts. Lin Du flew up and stabbed Xiong Zhao's soul with a blade, piercing deep into the ground.
The array patterns were connected and formed, but in the blink of an eye, Xiong Zhao's soul sank into the ground.
The ball of negative energy that Lin Du had condensed to sacrifice the ghost had been shattered and dissipated by the Jingzhong Formation.
Lin Du took a deep breath, pulled out the dagger that was stuck in the ground, and turned to look at Meng An.
Meng An just pulled himself out of the wall, touched his nose awkwardly, and explained, "You guys have been throwing evil spirit talismans at me. Now that my evil spirit is gone, I can't stop him."
"No need to explain, we all understand." Yuan Ye looked at Meng An, "Senior, are you ready to go? Do you want me to play a song for you?"
"No need." Meng An's eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly remembered that when he was still controlled by the evil spirit, it seemed like someone was playing some music that was so unpleasant!
Lin Du suppressed his smile and bowed, "Senior, please come in."
The short blade sank into the ground again. Before the array pattern appeared, a voice rang softly in Lin Du's ears, "Thank you."
The soul completely sank into the ground, and the array pattern disappeared again.
Lin Du put away the short blade and stood up, feeling that the teleportation barrier had been opened.
[Congratulations on successfully completing all tasks in the third level, score: 5,000. So far, all the second levels of the sects have ended with trials. The Supreme Sect took the longest time to clear the second level. I will add 100 points. The total score: 6,212 points. Current ranking: first place]