One sentence is that people are ghosts, and there is a faint ice mist condensing in Lin Jiugong's exhaled breath.
The magnetic needle on the compass in his hand was in a mess.
The moonlight is like water, and the grass is green.
The temperature of the air did not change much, the vegetation was lush, but the sound of insects could not be heard.
Su Che subconsciously placed the mahogany sword in his hand across his chest, echoing the sword intention between his eyebrows, and locked his eyes on Taoist Yimei.
"North and South are confused, life and death are reversed, there is no group of brothers, the Yin energy here has gathered, and it has become a corpse cave." Taoist Yimei looked solemn: "You and I look more like ghosts here than humans."
Suche breathed a sigh of relief. This Yimei Taoist was good at everything, but he was really out of breath when he spoke.
The words "are you a human or a ghost" just now almost made me suspect that he had landed here unknowingly, so he greeted him with a sword.
"Why did this place become like this?"
Su Che has also been to Kulin Temple. Although the temple was full of wood and haunted by a single-eyed wood charm, it was definitely not the scene it is today.
"If you take refuge in the Buddha, you will not fall into hell. If you take refuge in the Dharma, you will not fall into the realm of hungry ghosts. If you take refuge in the Sangha, you will not fall into other lives."
"Convert..."
"Convert..."
"Convert..."
As I chanted, a voice sounded in the thick fog in front of me, as if the Kulin Temple had returned to its prosperous days in the past.
"It's such a heavy Yin energy. Hundreds of ghosts walk at night. Why are the ghosts in Kulin Temple stronger than those in Lanruo Temple?"
Taoist Lin couldn't help but take a few steps back. Some dark clouds floated in the sky at some point, covering the full moon in the sky behind him.
"I once saw it written in a book that hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the dark energy covers the sky. I didn't expect to see it in this ancient temple today."
Suche couldn't help but be a little surprised when he looked at the scene in front of him.
"Today is the eighth day of August. There is nothing different about it. Why is the Yin Qi suddenly so strong here?" Taoist Yimei looked at the sky and was a little surprised.
Lin Jiugong inherited Maoshan Taoism, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level of Taoism, "Xuanlan". This level of cultivation is in line with the teaching in the Taoist scriptures, "If you eliminate Xuanlan, you will be flawless!"
Taoist cultivators, when they reach this state, can observe the changes in the birth and death of yin and yang in the world from the outside, and can observe the dust, dirt, corpses and insects in their own souls from the inside.
Food intake is the foundation of Taoism, and Xuanlan is the basis for attaining Taoism.
Distinguishing the right time and place is the true profession of Yimei Taoist.
Su Che had a vague idea in his mind that maybe the mysterious Zhongyuan in the Zhongshan Society sent him to the Kulin Temple for another purpose.
That's right, how could someone with a high level send someone to the wrong place?
"Brother Yue Dao, originally when the matter has reached this stage, we should not explore it any further, but Lin has been strong-willed all his life. Since we bumped into him today, he must go in and take a look anyway. If Brother Dao can accompany Lin here, It's enough to express my gratitude for your kindness. If we have a chance in the future, I can have a drink with my brother-in-law again."
Su Che frowned and said, "Taoist Master Lin, there are ghosts in front of you. The dense yin energy will definitely stimulate their desire for blood. The ghosts are very ferocious. If you go in, you will probably be unable to defeat the four hands with just two fists."
"Brother-in-law, don't worry about me. I have a secret method that can prevent those ghosts from seeing the clues within half an hour." Lin Daoren said.
Suche smiled when he heard this.
"Brother Lin, I also have a secret technique, but I don't know if I can deceive those ghosts. Please ask Brother Dao to check it for me."
If Zhongyuan really has profound meaning, then you should go and take a look.
What's more, a major feature of the Mirage Yuanjian he passed down to himself is the photographic hidden form. Su Che secretly used his sword intention, and a cool feeling lingered around him between his brows.
In an instant, the shadow behind him turned into nothingness, and the whole person became transparent.
Under the cover of Yin Qi, there is also a bit of ghostly intent.
This mirage Yuanjian has been practiced to an extremely deep level, and can turn the entire body into nothingness, leaving only an image but no entity. My swordsmanship is not good enough, so just pretending to be a ghost is enough.
If the swordsmanship is divided, various names and forms such as the sword of heaven and earth, the sword of creation, the sword of benevolence and righteousness, the sword of tyranny, etc. are imposed.
The Mirage Yuan Sword is undoubtedly the ghost sword belonging to the assassin.
Suche's understanding of Mirage Yuanjian went one step further.
"Brother-in-law's sword energy is really extraordinary, it's so magical."
Lin Jiugong was originally not very interested in the kendo method that Yue Buqun said "pays attention to sword energy". He thought that the other party might have been in the world for too long and contracted the problem of being secretive in his speech.
Now it seems that Mr. Yue's sword energy is indeed very mysterious.
It's not like Lin Jiugong has never seen so-called swordsmen, but most of them are fierce and fierce.
This kind of swordsmanship method of hiding one's form and transforming into a ghost is indeed rarely seen in the Central Plains.
"Then I will show my shame."
Lin Jiugong secretly practiced the Maoshan Turtle Breathing Technique, closed his breathing, took off his Taoist robe and put it on inside out, took out a yellow talisman from the bag, folded it into a triangle and pressed it on his fontanel.
Finally, he took out half of the residual fragrance from his pocket, picked one off and pressed it under his tongue.
"The yellow talisman calms the soul, the incense of darkness leads to the secluded place, and the fire of the divine soldiers is as urgent as the order."
A flash of fire flashed, and the yellow talisman on his head turned into gray. The one-browed Taoist's face was livid, and his whole body was covered with Yin Qi. He did not look like a stranger for a third part, but looked like an evil ghost for a seventh part.
"Brother Dao, it's a good idea."
Su Che sincerely praised him. As an item player, Lin Jiugong was really good at it.
"Brother-in-law invites you."
The two of them ran into the mist one after the other.
In the mist, there are ghosts and shadows.
Plop, plop.
A huge black altar jumped in the fog and walked next to Suche.
"You guys look unfamiliar."
A head emerged from the altar, half of its face had turned into a skull, its white bones were exposed, and half of its face was covered with greasy eyeballs.
"Qutan, on August 8th, we will worship ghosts and Buddhas. They may have come from Linxian County because of their fame. It's normal that you don't recognize them."
A beautiful female ghost walked out of the thick fog. She was dressed in white gauze, with dark hair in a bun on her head, and her skin was like cream. There was an amorous look in her eyes, her lips were lavender, and she had a pair of snowy feet on the ground.
"You have good intentions."
The jar ghost named Qu Tan muttered something and skipped away.
"You don't need to worry about him. Qu Tan likes to eat people, not ghosts."
Qingli female ghost looked at Suche's face and asked curiously.
"What's your name? I seem to have seen you somewhere?"
"We are under the command of the Yin Yang Dharma King of Guobei County. We rarely go out. We have a break today, so we came together to watch the fun."
Taoist Yimei was obviously used to telling nonsense, so he took it up casually.
The beautiful female ghost nodded.
"My name is Xue Fu. You should also have names under the King of France, right?"
"Ice muscles and jade bones, hibiscus under the snow." Su Che took over the conversation: "This girl has such a good name."
The female ghost was stunned, as if she hadn't heard such words for a long time.
"Is this a good name?"
"Very good, there is a difference between a name and a given name. Ordinary people give a name to represent a good wish. The person named Ruhua just hopes to be like a flower, but the girl's name is a simple description."
"You are very interesting." Xue Fu looked at Suche: "The scholar who talked to me like this just celebrated his anniversary a few days ago. Later I will go to see the Dharma King and ask him to give you to me as a long-term follower. how do you feel?"
"That's his destiny, don't you think?"
Lin Daoren patted Su Che's shoulder lightly: "In front of Mrs. Xue, you and I are not allowed to show off our cleverness."
