Chapter 28: Shadows Like Candles

Chapter 28: Shadows Like Candles

Chapter 28: Shadows Like Candles
The Sutra Repository was in deathly silence.

Chen Huangpi stood on one side, facing the area where half of the Sutra Repository had disappeared and was replaced by darkness.

A brass oil lamp hung at his waist.

Each person and each lamp felt creepy.

I feel uncomfortable all over.

I had mentioned the brass oil lamp before I came in.

Many Taoists died near the Sutra Repository.

Therefore, there are many evil things.

Chen Huangpi knew that those evil creatures were once outer disciples brought to the Shiwan Mountains by their master from the Daqian Immortal Dynasty, and each of them had terrifying cultivation.

They can create gods, but they can also smash gods into dust with a whisk.

The evil form transformed by a Taoist with such cultivation must be extremely terrifying.

And before entering the Sutra Repository.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp were scouting the surrounding area.

In the end, I didn't see anything evil.

From the outside, you can see the interior of the Sutra Repository which has been split in half.

If it weren't for the severe pain caused by the sword energy at the broken part, he would have crawled in from the outside long ago.

Even so, no evil could be seen from the outside.

Therefore, Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp felt at ease to enter the Sutra Repository.

just.

As soon as I came in, I found that people outside could see inside, but people inside could not see outside. I could only see darkness like a waterfall and a curtain.

Terrifying gazes were hidden in the darkness.

Chen Huangpi looked at them.

They were also looking at Chen Huangpi.

It’s just that the former stood in the light of the brass oil lamp, while the latter never showed up in the darkness.

"Chen Huangpi, what should I do?"

The brass oil lamp transmitted a message in a vigilant voice: "There's something wrong with these evil things. It's up to you to decide whether to leave or stay."

It vaguely felt that this place was a little unusual.

Even the evil ones are the same.

But I can’t figure out why.

Could it be that the being that split the Sutra Repository in half did it?
Chen Huangpi looked at the darkness, hesitated for a moment, and then made a decision.

"Ignore them, just grab a few medical books and go."

talking.

Chen Huangpi really ignored those evil things and walked straight to the bookshelf beside him.

There are many books on the bookshelf.

But it's very messy.

It was as if someone was searching in a hurry and didn't have time to summarize.

"Huang Er, help me look for it too."

Chen Huangpi said this and reached out to take out a book.

This is a scripture.

The Nine Chapters of Taoist Scripture.

"I've seen this, it's not a medicine book."

Chen Huangpi put it down. There were many Taoist scriptures in Jingxian Temple.

Thinking about it can help you calm down and avoid arrogance and impatience.

Be more literate and sensible.

There is no book that involves any method of cultivation.

Because when Master was conscious, he said that he could not practice.

"Killing Sword Technique?"

Chen Huangpi's eyes lit up. If it was a practice technique, he would take it with him out.

But, as soon as I opened it.

He discovered strangely that every page of the Killing Sword Technique was blank.

"How strange, it has a name but no content, how can people practice it?"

Chen Huangpi took out another book on cultivation methods.

This is a skill called Yuhua Shenjing.

But again, there was no text when I opened it.

Chen Huangpi was puzzled and looked through the books one by one.

After a while.

Chen Huangpi was stunned.

All the books on the shelf in front of you.

Except for a few Taoist scriptures with text, the rest are all blank.

And those Taoist scriptures were all ones he had read.

"Why are there no words on the cultivation techniques? Was it erased on purpose, or is it because I don't have the Ascension Order that I'm not allowed to read it?"

Chen Huangpi couldn't figure it out.

He called out, "Huang Er, is it the same over there?"

"Don't mention it, not a single word!"

The brass oil lamp grew long and thin legs and sixteen arms, and held a scripture in one hand, and ran over quickly.

The scriptures were thrown on the ground.

"I looked for a long time, looking horizontally and vertically, but I couldn't see a single word through the cracks in the book."

"The cultivation method is like this, the pill recipe is like this, the weapon refining method is like this, even the book on planting spiritual fields and cultivating rice seeds is empty."

"Yes, these are the only books with words on them, and most of them are blank."

Chen Huangpi picked up a few books at random.

I found it was still the Tao Sutra.

The first half talks about principles, and the second half talks about cultivation.

But there is not a single word about cultivation.

"Someone must have erased these words on purpose."

The brass oil lamp maliciously speculated, "It must be the master of the temple. If you haven't practiced, he can't eat you even if he wants to. What will happen if he teaches you to practice?"

"No, definitely not."

Chen Huangpi immediately denied the brass oil lamp and said, "If Master doesn't want me to practice, why did he teach me the Dharma?"

"That's evil!"

"You were invulnerable to water and fire before, your skin was thick and tough, and you were tougher than me."

"But now you are beginning to be afraid of pain, don't you understand?"

The brass oil lamp felt that his guess was correct.

Only the idiot Chen Huangpi, who was kept in the dark by the constant barrage of "Master" and "Master" all the time, was kept in the dark.

Chen Huangpi said unhappily, "If it's really as you said, why didn't Master teach me this evil method before?"

"The past was before, the present is now"

The brass oil lamp jumped onto Chen Huangpi's head and said seriously, "The abbot used to patrol the mountain, but now he's crazy. Do you think he still patrols the mountain?"

Chen Huangpi said: "I'm grown up, I can patrol the mountains."

"If Master didn't want me to practice, then why did he tell me what practice was all about when I asked him before?"

"This……"

The brass oil lamp was stumped by the question and had to say, "Well, what you said makes sense. It might not be the temple master's doing."

"Where is the medicine scripture?"

"Didn't see it."

The brass oil lamp shook his head and said, "I doubt that there is any medicine scripture in the Sutra Library. After all, who needs medicine scripture to cure diseases? Even if they are sick, they can take a pill and all diseases will be cured."

"Have you seen the recipe?"

Although Chen Huangpi has never made any elixirs.

But he was often refined.

If he had the recipe for the elixir in hand, he would go back and refine it now.

"No, not a single word."

Although I knew it would be like this.

But Chen Huangpi still felt disappointed for no reason.

After taking one pill, all diseases will be cured.

If I feed one to my master.

Wouldn't it be possible to cure the master's insanity immediately? Seeing Chen Huangpi's dejection, the brass oil lamp comforted him, "Don't be sad, think positively about everything. Although we were almost killed by the magic tree and mocked by two guard dogs, we are just a wild dog and a three-inch man, so at least we came here for nothing, right?"

Chen Huangpi forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Huang Er, for comforting me at this time."

The brass oil lamp froze.

For a moment, I actually felt a sense of guilt.

"Benjia, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you, it's my fault."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't care."

As he spoke, he started to practice the dog-taming sutra.

Turn the brass oil lamp into a running dog.

"Mr. Chen, you can't afford to play with me, right?"

"Damn lamp, you were the one who was being sarcastic first!"

The two looked at each other, and the man and the dog glared at each other.

next second.

A strange sound suddenly rang out.

Rustle, like the sound of pages turning.

There was even a hint of the scent of ink in the air.

Chen Huangpi turned his head to look.

He didn't know when, but the dark area where the half-disappeared Sutra Library was located actually moved towards him silently.

The sound and the scent of ink came from inside.

"Huang Er, did you see that?"

Chen Huangpi swallowed hard and stepped back.

"Benjia, I'm already starting to get scared."

All four legs of the brass oil lamp were shaking.

Chenhuangpi is just an ordinary thing to the naked eye.

It was the Dog Taming Sutra that allowed them to communicate with each other's minds, which is why Chen Huangpi's spiritual perception became so sharp.

But it is different.

It is not a human being, but its lamp oil can help people open their third eye.

Not to mention its own eyes.

Apart from the master of the temple, no evil can escape from its pair of dogs...

Pah, it’s a real eye!
At this moment.

The brass oil lamp saw that in the darkness, there were blurry figures, each different from the others. Some looked like humans, some looked like ghosts, with their fangs and claws bared, looking extremely strange.

Those figures have been there since the beginning.

However, he had been watching silently in the darkness without any movement.

But now, they all stretched out their hands to push the curtain of darkness towards them.

It's like pushing against a wall.

Chen Huangpi could only feel their gazes.

But I could see the darkness moving.

Even the bookshelf closest to the darkness was swallowed up silently.

"go!"

Chen Huangpi didn't think twice, picked up the brass oil lamp and ran away.

The brass oil lamp yelled, "Put me down. I can run fast. Let me carry you on my back."

One person and one dog.

In the blink of an eye, they became close again.

There was no sign of the tension just now.

Chen Huangpi rides on the brass oil lamp.

The brass oil lamp is indeed very fast.

It was like a flash of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the door.

The door of the Sutra Repository was not closed, and one could see two stone statues of the Sons of Di Ting crawling on the foundation of the door.

Available in the next second.

The four legs of the brass oil lamp just stepped out of the door, about to land but not yet touching the ground.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

There was a pop.

The brass oil lamp carrying the tangerine peel jumped back into the Sutra Library.

There was a waterfall of darkness before my eyes.

The air was filled with the scent of ink and the rustling sound of pages turning.

Chen Huangpi's face turned pale: "Huang Er, why did you bring me back again?"

"You think I do?"

The brass oil lamp said in horror, "It's these evil things. They want to keep us here. They don't want to let us go."

The words fell to the ground.

The brass oil lamp gritted its teeth and jumped towards the door carrying Chen Huangpi on its back.

But it still remains the same.

He was clearly running outside, but as soon as he went out, he returned to the Sutra Library.

"Jinjiao and Yinjiao, stop pretending to be dead, the evil in here is causing trouble!"

The brass oil lamp yelled and blew a stream of real fire directly out the door.

But the strange thing is.

The real fire rushed out of the door.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Huangpi saw that the real fire was coming towards him from outside the door again.

"Get out of the way! I can't control myself!"

The brass oil lamp tried to take back the real fire, but found that once the real fire went out, it could no longer be controlled when it came back.

A whoosh.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Huangpi was engulfed in the flames.

"Chen Huangpi, Chen Huangpi!"

"I am fine."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and reached out to extinguish the true fire on his body.

This made the brass oil lamp breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad you're okay. I was worried that after your sixth sense became sharper, your body would not be as immune to water and fire as before."

You know, it was so scared that its soul almost flew away.

I was afraid of hurting the tangerine peel.

If that happened, not to mention what would happen to the master of the temple, it itself would not be able to forgive itself.

Chen Huangpi didn't notice what the brass oil lamp was thinking.

His attention at this moment was focused on the darkness that was moving towards him.

It only takes a moment.

Many of the books in the Sutra Library have been swallowed up by the darkness.

It was only a few feet away from him.

We can’t leave the Sutra Repository right now.

There is no contact with the outside world either.

The only way is to fight.

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and directly slashed out a Tai Sui demon-slaying sword energy.

This sword energy carries the will to destroy demons and slay evil.

There was also a wisp of black smoke mixed in it.

However, this sword was like darkness, and it immediately came back from the door.

Chen Huangpi shattered the sword energy with one punch.

The wisp of black smoke went back through his body.

"My sword energy can even hurt the demon tree, how come it is fine?"

Chen Huangpi didn't believe it, so he pointed his sword and the sword energy that flew back suddenly surged, circled around him, and then slashed towards the darkness again.

Can be repeated one round trip later.

Chen Huangpi gave up.

He said with a bitter face: "Huang Er, please do something..."

(End of this chapter)