Chapter 37037 Water Lily
Chapter 37
Ying Ji looked at a dilapidated temple ahead. Seeing that Ling Jiayan showed no sign of taking immediate action, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "What kind of demon is this?"
"It's a demon transformed from a water lily," Ling Jiayan explained. "There's a village at the foot of the mountain, where ordinary people live. This demon is quite powerful. If we fight her here, it could easily bring disaster to the village below."
"Then when should we wait to take action?" Ying Ji asked again.
"We have to wait until midnight. This monster will feel sleepy at midnight, which is when it is the weakest. That is the best time to attack." Ling Jiayan explained.
He then ordered his subordinates to go to the villages at the foot of the mountain to inform the villagers and ask them to evacuate as soon as possible.
"It's still a long time before midnight." Yingji yawned.
Ling Jiayan was surrounded by spiritualists, so it was easy for him to overlook the habits of ordinary people. He suddenly remembered that Yingji needed sleep. A look of apology immediately crossed his face, as if he regretted not considering her situation and bringing her out at night.
Yingji had no idea what he was thinking. She sat on the ground, took out a small lamp from her Qiankun bag and placed it beside her. Then she took out a pen and paper and began to write something.
"What are you writing?" Ling Jiayan was curious, but he would not directly look at what Ying Ji was writing.
Yingji held the notebook upright in front of him and showed it to him.
Ling Jiayan then realized she was writing down what he had taught her today. Ling Jiayan was stunned, and couldn't help but recall the time when he first learned the art of talismans. He smiled like a teacher and said, "When you're done, show it to me. I'll see if there's anything I missed that needs to be added."
"Senior brother is so nice!" Ying Ji raised her eyebrows and smiled. She tucked her hair in, lowered her head and continued to write down her memories one by one.
Ling Jiayan sat beside Ying Ji, watching her and occasionally giving her some pointers, making the night spent watching over the dead demon seem much shorter.
In the distance, Kong Fan stood in the shadows. He glanced at Yingji once more, then sat down to meditate. The Buddhist beads he fiddled with in his palms emitted a faint sandalwood fragrance in the night.
Afterwards, Yingji finished organizing what Ling Jiayan had taught her today, closed the notebook, and fell asleep with her head resting on a rock.
Ling Jiayan hesitated for a long time, took off his coat, and gently covered Yingji with it.
Kong Fan opened his eyes and looked over.
Yingji didn't refuse. She seemed to have fallen asleep. The lamp beside her was dim and looked like it could go out at any moment.
Kong Fan looked at the faint light and saw Ying Ji's figure in the light and shadow.
At midnight, a strange fragrance filled the air. The aroma drifted into Yingji's nose, and she immediately opened her eyes alertly.
Ling Jiayan immediately asked his subordinates again: "Have all the people living at the foot of the mountain been evacuated?"
"Your Highness, they have all been escorted out of the village temporarily."
"Okay." Ling Jiayan made a gesture and raised his hand. A long sword transformed from spiritual power slowly appeared in his hand.
He turned around, looked at his subordinates behind him, and whispered, "Form a formation!"
The eighteen guards in silver clothes and jade belts immediately made hand gestures and grasped their swords at the same time. For a moment, the sword light was so bright that it illuminated the night sky.
A sharp rustling sound echoed from the ruined temple. With a loud bang, the entire temple was reduced to ashes in the explosion.
A huge water lily glowed with a gentle light pink under the dazzling sword light, and its beauty was alluring.
"Subdue!" Ling Jiayan pointed his sword.
The eighteen guards pointed their swords at the same time, and countless sword beams stabbed towards the water lily demon and pierced into her pink body.
The rustling sound became more and more shrill, the water lilies twisted their bodies wildly, and waves of pink light swayed towards this side.
The gentle force seemed to emit a stronger and stronger fragrance as it got closer.
Yingji hid behind Ling Jiayan and resisted the attack of Water Lily.
Ling Jiayan quickly realized that he had neglected the fact that Ying Ji's body had no spiritual power to protect itself. He immediately drew out two points of his spiritual power and condensed it into a barrier to protect Ying Ji.
It was Ling Jiayan's distraction that allowed the water lily demon to discover the flaw and suddenly sway towards this side, with its petals opening and closing to spit out wave after wave of powerful attacks.
"Not good!" Ling Jiayan was startled and immediately drew a talisman in the air. A talisman blocked everyone in front of him and temporarily resisted the attack of the water lily.
The water lily demon, stung by the sword light, was almost in a state of madness. Its huge body shook desperately, slamming into the sword light, trying to break through the formation of Ling Jiayan and the Eighteen Guards.
Under the continuous attack of the water lily demon, the nineteen sword beams gradually cracked and dimmed, and the talisman blocking the crowd also became precarious.
Kong Fan finally finished his evening prayers and the scriptures. He opened his eyes and looked at the glaring stalemate in front of him, then glanced at Ying Ji, who was hiding behind Ling Jiayan.
He raised his hand and pointed lightly.
A Bodhi leaf slowly fell, brushed past the talisman blocking everyone's way, and then fluttered down.
"What is that?" Ling Jiayan frowned.
Yingji's eyes followed the bodhi leaf, and something in her heart moved. She immediately turned her head and looked around.
When the Bodhi leaf fell to the ground, the world seemed to be silent for a moment. The next moment, golden light became brighter and countless Sanskrit characters blossomed in an instant, coating the world with a layer of golden light.
The water lily that was struggling and attacking madly suddenly became quiet, as if it was afraid of Buddhism, trembling and whimpering.
Ling Jiayan saw the right moment and immediately said, "Collect!"
The large formation composed of nineteen sword beams sounded again, gradually shrinking, trapping the water lily inside, and finally subdued it.
Yingji narrowed her eyes slightly and finally found Kong Fan standing in the darkness.
Having subdued the water lily demon, Ling Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief. Following Ying Ji's gaze, he spotted Kong Fan. He immediately strode over to him and said happily, "Thank goodness Master Kong Fan arrived. Otherwise, it would have taken a lot of effort to subdue this demon."
He sighed and said, "I led the Eighteen Guards and tried my best but almost failed. I didn't expect Master Kongfan to have such profound spiritual power and easily solved my problem."
Kong Fan shook his head and explained in a gentle voice, "Lotus has a connection with Buddhism. This water lily is afraid of Buddhism."
Ling Jiayan suddenly realized, "I see. If I had known this earlier, I would have asked Master Kongfan for help."
Yingji walked over slowly. She had not slept well in the short time she had just slept, and she was yawning as she walked over.
Kong Fan glanced at her, who was still wearing Ling Jiayan's clothes, and then looked away.
"Now that I've subdued this water lily, I'm going to send her to the Soul-Destroying Well immediately." Ling Jiayan looked at Ying Ji, "Will you go back with Master Kong Fan?"
Only then did he remember to ask Kong Fan, "Master, are you planning to return to the other palace?"
"Yes." Kong Fan nodded.
"That's perfect." Ling Jiayan said with a smile.
Ying Ji yawned again and said, "Thank you very much for today, Senior Brother. I hope you can recover early after you finish your work."
"Okay." Ling Jiayan said goodbye and hurried to the Soul-Destroying Well with the Eighteen Guards.
Kong Fan looked at Ying Ji thoughtfully.
Ying Ji happily walked over to him, naturally took his arm, and shared her joy with him: "That old man Fu Feng was so kind as to want to take me in as his apprentice. Now I have a master to teach me the art of talismans, and I also picked up a senior brother for free."
"That's great." Kong Fan glanced at Ying Ji's hand on his arm, retracted his gaze, and walked back.
Yingji walked beside him, praising Ling Jiayan endlessly.
"When I first met him, I felt he didn't have the airs of a prince, but was very approachable. I never expected that he would become my senior brother by some strange coincidence. He taught me a lot today, and was very patient. He really wasn't just giving me a once-over."
Kong Fan listened to her words and heard the joy in her words.
The night wind blew gently, blowing Ling Jiayan's outer robe on Yingji, and hitting Kongfan's monk's robe again and again.
As they were about to return to the other palace, Yingji stopped. She raised her eyelids slightly and gazed at Kongfan with a smile.
Kong Fan also stopped and slowly raised his eyes to meet her gaze.
Ying Ji carefully observed Kong Fan's expression and asked, "Kong Fan, what do you think of Ling Jiayan?"
"Very good." Kong Fan nodded.
Ying Ji asked again, "What do you think of me taking Venerable Fu Feng as my teacher?"
"That's also good." Kong Fan said again.
After a pause, Kong Fan said sincerely, "Someone is kind to you. You have a master and friends. You are happy, and I am happy for you."
The night wind blew gently, and once again blew Ling Jiayan's outer robe on Yingji onto Kongfan's monk's robe.
Kong Fan blinked and took half a step back.
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