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Chapter 77 Ash painting! White lotus! Sacrifice to Ben!

"Ah."

Jiang Lin nodded without saying anything, and just glanced at the little nun whose eyes were glowing.

This girl is really not a good person.

Jiang Lin sighed silently in his heart.

"interesting……"

Lin Shanjun sneered and glanced at Miaoqing with his orange eyes, but even his most acute spiritual perception did not give any feedback.

This seems to be just an ordinary little Kundao.

"The Taoist priest wants a woman to die?"

Of course it could guess that the little Kun Dao in front of it might be hiding some tricks, but so what?

Mr. Benshan even dares to fight those who cultivate Tianpeng Shenxiao, so why would he be afraid of a little girl?

What kind of practice can she do?

Jiang Lin didn't say anything, but just looked at Lin Shanjun with pity.

Where did this big cat come from?

Have you always been this brave?
Seeing Jiang Lin remained silent, Lin Shanjun sneered and swung his right hand violently.

"boom!!"

A black sand-like storm rose from the ground and headed straight towards Miaoqing.

The storm was so violent that just one look at it made people feel terrified.

Not to mention, there were hundreds and thousands of ghosts hidden in the storm, each with a tiger head and a human body, with red eyes.

They were entangled in a mess, bringing with them endless evil spirit.

As the saying goes: clouds follow the dragon and wind follows the tiger. It is also said: to be an accomplice to the tiger.

Storms and minions are the tiger demon's signature weapons.

Faced with such an attack, not only did Jiang Lin not make any move, but there was a hint of regret in his eyes.

Miao Qing also stood there motionless, too lazy to even mobilize her magic power.

In the blink of an eye, the dark storm wrapped around the evil spirit and was about to devour Miao Qing completely!

However, at this moment, Miaoqing finally took action.

She slowly took out a token from her bosom.

The token was black and red in color and could not be seen clearly. All one could see was that it was a square piece, about three inches thick.

Jiang Lin only took a glance and then looked away. He didn't look again and even turned his body to the side, completely ignoring it.

"laugh……"

Miaoqing shook the token in her hand, but there was no fluctuation of magical power, nor any earth-shaking changes.

But it was just a simple flash.

Under Lin Shanjun's horrified gaze, the black sand storm disappeared without a trace, and countless ghosts were also scared to death!
This scene completely overturned Lin Shanjun's cognition!

It could guess what tricks this little Kundao had up his sleeve, so the first move he made was like a lion fighting a rabbit, using all the tricks it had hidden in its heart!
But even so...

"Sa!"

The sound of wind blew, and the invisible wind pushed Lin Shanjun's figure to escape at a high speed.

If Lin Shanjun wants to run, he has no choice but to run.

My most powerful method was broken by someone else's simple move!

And I don't even know what the other party did!
"town."

Miaoqing looked at Lin Shanjun who was about to disappear and lightly tapped the token in her hand.

"boom!!!"

The overwhelming force came from nowhere and suppressed Lin Shanjun, who had run hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!!!"

Lin Shanjun roared in pain, his eyes trembling. He wanted to resist, but found in despair that all his strength was suppressed by that great force!

"Command, slay the demon."

Miaoqing activated the token in his hand again, and the invisible energy turned into a sharp blade, which dropped from mid-air and landed lightly on the head of Lin Shanjun.

Lin Shanjun, who was nearly ten feet tall, trembled for a moment, and then his body was separated cleanly and neatly.

Without vitality, the human form could not be maintained and the true form was revealed.

"It turned out to be a white tiger species. I was wondering where it got the confidence from."

Jiang Lin took a glance and shook his head.

It turned out that this tiger was not an ordinary tiger, but a white tiger with black and white patterns.

For species like this, it is more difficult to practice, but after reaching the right level, the power will be even greater.

Given the mountain monster's abilities, if Jiang Lin were to take action without issuing orders from Fengdu Jiuquan, it might take some time and effort.

But who made this tiger unlucky?
But he happened to meet a female nun who was more ferocious to the fairies than the two Tianpeng and Shenxiao techniques that Jiang Lin practiced.

"Daoyou's ability to slay demons and terrorize monsters is truly astonishing."

Jiang Lin looked at Miao Qing and sighed, "As expected of the Three Emperors' lineage."

"Brother Dao has already seen it?"

Miaoqing blinked and grinned.

"I didn't see it, I guessed it."

Jiang Lin looked at her helplessly and said, "I am just a cultivator in the human world, not a sacred Taoist. It would be strange if I could see the foundation of the Three Emperors Law at a glance."

The Three Emperors Law, together with the Tianpeng Law and the Shenxiao Law, are listed as the five most powerful laws of Taoism.

The method is extremely mysterious. It does not show any external appearance, and does not reveal one's true self. Even when activating the method, there is a mantra in the mind, and there is no need to recite any mantra.

The core practice method of the Three Emperors' Law is called "The Three Emperors' Inner Text Secret Scroll" and also known as "The Golden Palace Divine Chapter".

Those who practice this method must also abide by some "strange" rules.

The essence of the Three Emperors’ secret texts is, “Do not let others know it,” “Do not let others be disrespectful of it,” and “Do not let others know this true sentence.”

Even "classmates" were "strictly advised to speak less, for fear that they might slander the sacred texts" and thus bring disaster upon themselves.

Therefore, when Miao Qing practiced the method just now, there was basically no movement.

However, what Miaoqing performed just now was not the demon-subduing technique from the Three Emperors' Technique, but a "seal".

The Fengdu Dharma has the Fengdu Nine Springs Command, and the Three Emperors Dharma also has the Dharma Lineage Seal.

It is called the Taiqing Huangshen Yuezhang Secret Seal. There are three seals. The one used by Miaoqing just now is the "Nine Elders Immortal Capital Seal".

Its ability is to purify oneself.

But the peace here means that when you encounter a demon, you can kill it in a few moves and then you can have peace...

It can be said that none of the five great powers is not fierce, and none of them is reasonable.

The Three Emperors Law is a secret and silent law that does not reveal its true form, so Jiang Lin only made some guesses about it after he knew about the Miaoqing lineage's transmission.

Of course, the main reason is that after Miaoqing came out of the mountain, he climbed every mountain and entered every forest. It was obvious that he was practicing his mighty skills.

And...Miaoqing paid special attention to Wang Lingguan's painting.

Because of the Three Emperors' lineage, subduing demons and monsters is only a minor side method, and the most important method is called "Summoning All Gods".

However, for a young cultivator like Miaoqing, let alone whether she can do this method, even if she can, she still needs a spiritual medium. The painting of Wang Lingguan in Jiang Lin's view is a decades-old painting. It has no value to others, and it is just a spiritual sustenance for Jiang Lin.

But for Miaoqing, it is the best and perfect medium.

"Just now I thought that Brother Dao would ask me to stop so that I could ask about the background of this tiger monster."

Miaoqing said with a grin.

"Don't bother with that. It's just King Song's trick."

Jiang Lin looked up at the location of Hangzhou Prefecture and narrowed his eyes.

If Miao Qing hadn't suddenly appeared and was on a "special attack against demons", I'm afraid this mountain monster would have really wasted a lot of Jiang Lin's time.

If King Song wants to delay Jiang Lin, then it means that King Song also needs time!
Jiang Lin thought to himself, and used the method of making his body light. He called out to Miao Qing, and the two of them rushed towards Hangzhou Prefecture at a high speed!
"King Song is more anxious than I thought. Perhaps..."

Jiang Lin's eyes were bright, and he said in a cold voice: "He wants to start the sacrifice today!"

Miao Qing didn't say anything when she heard that. Instead, she took out two talismans and stuck one of them on Jiang Lin's back.

"Taibao Shenxing Fu, command!"

As the talisman was activated, the speed of the two people suddenly increased.

Soon, Jiang Lin and Miao Qing arrived at the city gate of Hangzhou.

The situation in Hangzhou today is very strange. It is clearly afternoon, but there is not a single citizen at the city gate.

There was a man standing in front of the city gate.

An old monk with a long white beard, wearing a light yellow robe, and a compassionate look on his face.

The old monk saw Jiang Lin, and Jiang Lin also saw him.

"Amitabha."

The old monk chanted a Buddhist name, looked at Jiang Lin with a smile, and revealed a mouthful of strange blood-black teeth.

Jiang Lin frowned, said nothing, just raised his hand, and a ray of lightning appeared in his hand.

"Buzz!"

Thunder burst out and was about to hit the old monk.

But Jiang Lin is fast, and there are people who are faster than Jiang Lin.

"Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World Honored One, Ksitigarbha, and all the Buddhas!"

"Kill demon!"

With a sharp shout, a fierce monk in a bright red cassock came across, and the mighty power of Tianlong mercilessly slammed into the old monk.

"boom!!"

The power of thunder and dragon turned the old monk into blood mist.

The monk in the bright red cassock who landed on the ground was naturally Fahai.

The old monk was killed with one blow, but Fahai looked unhappy, and so did Jiang Lin.

"Damn it!"

Fahai cursed angrily.

"It's a step too late after all."

Jiang Lin frowned and looked at the old monk who had turned into blood mist.

The old monk turned into blood and flesh mist that scattered to the ground, but not in disorder. Instead, it turned into a sacrificial picture constructed of blood and flesh!

"laugh……"

Accompanied by strange and indescribable noises, the sky darkened.

No, to be precise, it should be darkened.

A thick gray color covered the entire Hangzhou.

In an instant, the former precious lands of Suzhou and Hangzhou seemed to have turned into a gray and decadent place in an instant.

It's hard to describe the weird and inexplicably majestic aura that wanders in the endless gray fog.

Jiang Lin and Miao Qing looked at Fahai at the same time.

Because in that magnificent aura, Jiang Lin tasted the meaning of Buddhism!
However, Fahai's expression was even uglier than Jiang Lin's. He almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words from between his teeth.

"Mahāshtra, the heretic who is covered in ashes!"

Fahai's face was as gloomy as water, and he roared to the sky: "Bo Xun! Are you really not afraid of the wrath of the Buddha Vajra?!"

"Om!!"

In response to Fahai, there was a gray gas descending from the sky.

An inexplicable gray air enveloped Fahai. In just a moment, Fahai's Buddhist robes that had been blessed by successive abbots of Jinshan Temple turned into meaningless ashes!

And the dignified abbot of Jinshan Temple, the Vajra Buddhist who practiced the Great Power Heavenly Dragon, was not able to fight back at all!

"Om!"

Just when the gray gas was about to turn Fahai himself into ashes, Zen chanting began.

With a shout, the gray air was dispersed.

Dao Ji came over from not far away, his face no longer had the usual laziness, but was replaced by solemnity.

"Master!"

Fahai had a gloomy face. He took two or three steps to catch up and said in a hurry: "It's the heretic who paints people with ashes! Mahadeva actually..."

"more than."

Jiang Lin suddenly spoke, his eyes having turned pitch black without him noticing.

Under Fahai's puzzled gaze, Jiang Lin looked up at the sky.

"It's more than just a graying heresy."

"Ugh……"

Dao Ji sighed and waved the palm-leaf fan in his hand.

Suddenly, they moved to the bank of West Lake.

Here, there is a richer and heavier gray mist swirling.

In addition to the gray cloud represented by the gray-painted heretics, there is something else mixed in here.

Dao Ji took a step forward, his expression solemn.

"Sacrifice to Bon, and... the White Lotus of No Life."

Jiang Lin's face was gloomy, and his hand in his sleeve was tightly holding the Fengdu Jiuquan Order.

He now understood that what King Song wanted to sacrifice was never an evil one!
But...three!
The Mahadeva ash-painted heretics, the Bon worship sect, and... the White Lotus sect!

"sieve……"

Snow-white clouds rose, and Bai Suzhen appeared behind Jiang Lin.

She didn't say anything, but just looked at the decadent and gray sky quietly.

Jiang Lin didn't look back, but just stood there quietly.

Miaoqing raised her head and spoke with difficulty.

"Brother Jiang, everyone..."

"If we sacrifice our lives... can we stop it?"

(End of this chapter)