Chapter 20: Immortals Fighting
Chapter 20: Immortals Fighting
"The remnants of the Black Lotus Sect must surrender today and be punished!"
A loud roar came from the center of the square, followed by one rumbling thunder after another.
There were even tiny lightning snakes spreading around the square, flashing and crackling non-stop.
The entire underground square was filled with flickering ghost lights, thunder and lightning, and dust, as if the end of the world had come.
There were also occasional gusts of cold wind, which made Lin Shan feel pain all over!
"Lei Zhenzi!"
A shrill howl came from a distance, the sound was piercing and contained an indelible resentment.
……
Is this a fight between two people? Lin Shan, who was lying in the corner, was terrified.
Since traveling to this world, he had only heard about the stories of immortals from storytellers, but had never seen one with his own eyes, let alone know whether it was true or not, so he had always been skeptical.
Today's experience overturned his previous cognition.
Are there really immortal cultivators in this world? !
Then why have I been getting up early and going to bed late, practicing martial arts for so many years?
The huge gap made his mood fluctuate.
Before he could think about it again, the voice of resentment in the square sounded again, but this time it was no longer harsh. Instead, it was like the whisper of a devil. The air around him became sticky, swirling into a lingering gloomy wind, and then rushed madly towards the center of the square.
At this time, the dust in the center of the square gradually thinned, and only a thin black figure could be vaguely seen, sitting cross-legged there motionlessly. Below his knees was a high platform that looked like an altar, surrounded by several ghost-fire stone pillars.
There was a huge hole directly above his head, and bolts of lightning were continuously falling from the hole, targeting the figure on the altar. Countless tiny lightning snakes forked out at the same time, spreading around the square.
The eerie hum just now seemed to come from a human figure. With the help of the reflection of the lightning, Lin Shan seemed to see a black shadow sitting cross-legged, holding a stick in his hand and faintly knocking on something.
"clatter!"
"clatter!"
"clatter!"
Countless dark winds gathered towards the center of the square, and the devil's murmur slowly turned into the sound of Sanskrit chanting, which gradually became louder and more irritable.
Lin Shan covered his head, feeling as if countless ants were gnawing at his brain. He felt dizzy and dark!
……
Finally, it seemed like centuries had passed, or maybe it was just a moment.
All the thunder, Buddhist chants, and knocking sounds on the field disappeared.
The whole world is purified.
Lin Shan lay on the ground exhausted. After experiencing the life-or-death experience he just had, he just wanted to have a good sleep.
The battle in the center of the square in the distance seemed to have ended in his torment. The air was filled with a burning smell and was surrounded by rubble and dust.
……
"Thousands of years ago, the Black Lotus Sect massacred the mortal world in order to sacrifice the Yin corpse, becoming the public enemy of the cultivation world and being wiped out by all sects. But the few that escaped the net continued to multiply and proliferate from generation to generation, and they are so tenacious!"
A dull sigh came from the big hole above the square, but no one could be seen.
Lin Shan on the ground raised his head with difficulty and looked towards the square. The view around him was now slightly clearer. Although the ghost fires on half of the stone pillars had gone out, some of them were still burning firmly.
"Hehe, I have been hiding for hundreds of years, avoiding the world and now I am hiding in the wild mountains.
I have not done anything to harm the world, I am just using the corpse of a dead person to refine corpses, but you still want to kill me!"
The thin old man in black on the altar was hunched over, coughing and spitting blood constantly, looking at the big hole above, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes cursing.
Half a minute later, he seemed to have cursed enough, and a young Taoist with a Taoist bun and wearing a blue Taoist robe slowly descended from the big hole above. He had a square face and held a whisk in his hand, looking pure and untainted.
It seems that this is the "Lei Zhenzi" that the old man in black robe called just now.
Lin Shan lay on the ground, not daring to move. The battle was raging and he was unable to control himself.
Now that everything is calm, I am afraid that they will discover me, an ant.
Lin Shan secretly looked at Lei Zhenzi in front of him and felt even more excited. This image was so consistent with his previous fantasy of immortal cultivators. At first glance, he was definitely an orthodox Taoist!
Unlike him sneaking in through a tunnel, the other person directly dug a big hole on the top of the mountain and dropped down from the sky! Straight to Huanglong!
The thunder technique was so amazing that Lin Shan was fascinated. "For hundreds of years, the Black Lotus Sect has spread evil images in several nearby states and counties, collecting the luck and faith of the mortal world in an attempt to rebuild the golden body. All the sects in the Song Dynasty's cultivation world are aware of this, and I am just following orders."
The young Taoist priest showed no joy or sadness, as if he was explaining a trivial matter.
"How despicable! If a few mortal tomb robbers hadn't broken in while I was in seclusion and leaked the news, how could you have found me in this desolate mountain?
It's time, it's fate!"
The old man in black robe was furious and cried out in grief on the altar.
……
When Lin Shan heard these words, he instantly felt that the amount of information was enormous.
Evil image? Luck? Faith? Incense? What does this have to do with ancient rhyme?
He carefully recalled all the antiques he had seen in the past. Only the painting of mandarin ducks playing on the spring river, some black lotus Buddha statues, and the nightingale token had ancient charm. And these antiques seemed to have some inextricable connection with human destiny and religious beliefs.
Somehow, he seemed to have grasped something.
……
In the dim underground square, ghost lights flickered, and the two people on the altar seemed to have ended their bickering.
"Forget it! Regardless of right or wrong, I will take you back to the sect and hand you over to the sect leader to make the final decision."
After Lei Zhenzi subdued the old man in black robe, he remained indifferent even though he cursed and swore at him.
After muttering something for a while, he summoned a thundercloud, carrying the black-robed man who had no ability to resist, and flew straight towards the big hole above his head.
From beginning to end, he never even glanced at Lin Shan, perhaps he had already noticed his presence. But a mere mortal was not worth a second glance in the eyes of an immortal cultivator.
Seeing the two flying into the cave above, Lin Shan was immediately anxious. He didn't care about random thoughts and endured the pain all over his body. He rolled and crawled, shouting as he ran:
"Please stay, Immortal! I do not ask for any chance, I only wish to serve you!"
"Immortal Immortal?"
……
Running to the center of the altar, Lin Shan stared blankly at the big hole above his head, and a beam of cold moonlight shone on his face.
A huge sense of loss fills the heart. Anyone who has witnessed the powerful magic of an immortal cultivator will feel powerless and yearning.
Of course he is no exception!
I missed my chance to meet you this time, and I don’t know when the next one will be. Maybe I will never meet you again in my entire life!
At this moment, something seemed to fall from the hole above my head, and a long voice came from above along with the moonlight:
"You are filled with Yin Qi. If you don't get rid of it within three days, you may develop a disease in the future. I will give you this Warm Sun Jade Pendant."
The sound echoed in the cave, and the owner seemed to have gone far away.
Lin Shan quickly caught it with both hands, and when he looked closely, he saw a translucent yellow jade pendant lying quietly in his palm. A warm current instantly entered his body from his hands, and the heat circulated all over his body, making his whole body warm as if he were soaking in a hot spring.
At the same time, the light screen in front of my eyes was flowing, and a transparent reinforcement panel appeared:
【Diyang Warm Jade】
Quality: First-class spiritual material
Introduction: Warm jade is abundant in volcanoes and is one of the most widely used materials for refining low-level magic tools.
Enhancement required: 8 points
……
"This is."
Lin Shan was amazed at the magic of this warm jade. Not only could it instantly dispel the cold for him, but it was also a material for refining weapons.
Can materials also be strengthened?
He played with the jade pendant over and over again, and at the same time bowed to the cave entrance: "Thank you, Immortal!"
Regardless of whether the person has gone far away or not, this gift is naturally sincere.
Although he failed to get close to Lei Zhenzi, the immortal cultivator, this time, he did receive a piece of warm jade from him, which solved a hidden danger for him. Lin Shan was still secretly grateful, thinking that he was indeed a righteous master.
Feeling his whole body rejuvenated, Lin Shan naturally did not forget the purpose of his visit.
Look for ancient charm.
(End of this chapter)