The wandering soul encounters and passes through houses along the way.
Meet the wall and go through the wall.
Yushu...well, I subconsciously took a detour.
What I saw along the way was chaos, fire, and escape...
As he got closer and closer to the Man Mo Temple, Jin An became more intuitive and clearly saw the light of the scholar's spirit rising straight into the sky.
When a scholar reads an article, every word shines out from all the orifices, like colorful clouds and vast scenery. That’s why people often describe poetry as being able to become an immortal and literature as being able to become a saint.
"Young Master Yiyun once said that the reason why she can move freely during the day with her painting skills is because she is not a ghost painting skin that specializes in ripping off people's skin, but a yang shell."
"It seems that this can explain why Mr. Yiyun's radiance of soul has the awe-inspiring righteousness of a scholar, because Danqing is also a painter."
The Dan in Danqing refers to cinnabar.
And cinnabar is the most yang thing.
The ancients also compared painters to "masters of painting".
And at some times, there is also a term used to refer to Haoran Zhengqi as "famous".
Because Jin An was concerned about the war situation at the Wen Mo Temple, his wandering spirit quickly drifted all the way to the Wen Mo Temple, but he was just halfway on the way when suddenly, boom!
The Man Mo Temple, which was already in flames, exploded with another loud noise, and the flames became even bigger.
Immediately afterwards, Jin An discovered that the light of Master Yiyun's soul had disappeared, as if it had been wiped out of thin air.
"damn it!"
"What the hell happened there!"
Jin An Hun'er drifted away anxiously.
When Jin'an approached the Wenwu Temple before, he could no longer get close to the Wenwu Temple, which was covered in raging fire after being still a hundred feet away. To the south was Lihuo, which belonged to the Suzaku family, and Lihuo was the best at burning ghosts. But this time, with the second explosion, the fire spread faster and farther, and Jin An couldn't even get closer than a hundred feet.
The raging flames expanded outward in a large circle, burning a large area of wooden structure pavilions around them, and the scalding heat wave hit people.
"Ding Chou extends my life, Ding Hai restrains my soul... Six Ding Liujia Talisman, open!"
The soul of the six-foot-six-foot-six divine weapon and divine armor, with a fierce and energetic momentum, plunged into the blazing flames fearlessly and without retreat.
Liujia is the sun god!
Don't be afraid of these ordinary fires.
In this raging fire, there is almost no possibility of anyone surviving. The whole road is devastated, with roofs and broken walls burned by the fire everywhere.
As well as the charred corpses of people who were trapped under the rubble and had no time to escape.
The closer he got to the Wen Mo Temple, the devastation became more shocking. Jin An became more and more heavy-hearted. Even the light of Master Yiyun's soul had completely disappeared since the big explosion just now.
Jin An finally drifted closer to the Man Mo Temple, but he found that he could not enter the Man Mo Temple at all. It was still a hot wave before, but when he came to the vicinity of the Man Mo Temple, he found that it was not hot or blazing at all, but rather windy.
When Jin An saw the scene in Man Mo Temple clearly... he was shocked!
Countless limbs and torsos were twisted and entangled with the dead, and the ugly entanglement formed a huge net of corpses and tree roots, completely enveloping the Man Mo Temple.
Those corpse net tree roots are all twisted and formed by the gray-white skin of the dead, hands, feet, and torsos. One corpse is tightly wrapped around another corpse, with bent hands and feet, and bent spines. The sap secreted from those bodies is like tree sap. The same black liquid is tightly entangled and stuck together, regardless of each other! Forever and ever!
Twisted necks, heads at weird angles, gray-white faces after death, with a strange calm aura, eyes closed, expressions calm, all quiet, calm gray-white dead faces facing outward, forming a The net of corpses is densely covered with dead faces.
Corpse house?
These dead people, including men and women, old and young, are all people whose souls have been sucked away by Qingqianliu over the years. They include people from Chang County and tourists from other places who came to participate in the Qingming Temple Fair.
Even though Jin An had watched so many R-rated movies in his past life and had never seen any kind of bloody and weird scenes, he was still shocked by the weird and shocking corpse house in front of him, and felt a deep chill in his heart.
There are so many dead faces tightly intertwined together. The skin on the face is gray and the eyes are closed. They are obviously motionless and unusually calm. They seem to be dead bodies that will not move. But even with such a calm look, it makes people feel even more... The scalp was numb with coldness and a strange aura.
Under that calmness and silence, there was a breath of despair, wailing, and death, with a strong evil and danger like a devil from the abyss.
How tragic!
How many people have this thousand-year-old evil tree killed?
Jin An once again thought about what he had just discussed with Mr. Yiyun in the Yamen tonight. How many twisted roots of the dead were buried under the green willow tree?
Now is not the time to be distracted by such thoughts.
Jin An recited Liu Ding Liu Jia silently in his mind. After his mind regained its strength and calmed down, he solemnly used the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman.
"Five thunders of pure Yang! Heaven and earth are rectifying the law! Dongfang blasts the sky and shakes the sect Thunder Emperor... Five thunders evil slaying talisman, open!"
Boom!
The sky is thundering!
Peng!
This muffled thunder was deafening and resounded throughout the world. The bright pure sun was not only several times stronger than the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman that had been sealed once before! ten times!
Jin An only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes. He clearly had his soul out of his body and was not looking directly at the naked eye, but he still felt that the whiteness in front of his eyes stung, and he could not look directly at the most yang, most powerful and domineering thunder in the world. .
Boom!
Jin An's eyes are now filled with white, and his soul cannot look directly. He only hears two deafening thunders from the sky and the earth, and then the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman in his hand returns to silence.
Two blasts of thunder?
Jin An was surprised.
Five thunders of pure yang are designed to break through all kinds of darkness and evil spirits. Could it be that they also chopped up the Qingqianliu, the female corpse in the white coffin, and Mr. Yiyun?
Although Young Master Yiyun's soul is the scholar's awe-inspiring painting soul, if Jin An guessed correctly, the skin on Young Master Yiyun's body is human skin rather than fish skin, so it is very likely that he will be struck by the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman. They are all classified as demons and heretics!
Fortunately, the flash was only momentary. When the lightning disappeared, Jin'an Yuanshen regained his vision again.
He saw that most of the dense net of tree roots covering the Man Mo Temple had vanished into thin air, but even if only a small portion of the limbs and arms were left, there were still thousands of corpses!
As most of the roots of the corpse net tree were split open, Jin An finally saw the Wen Mo Temple. The Wen Mo Temple at the center of the explosion was more intense than the outside world. The fire was soaring into the sky, and the whole place was enveloped in fire.
Suddenly, Jin An's eyes lit up with joy.
Because the familiar light of Master Yiyun's soul appeared in Jin An's sight again.
The fires around her seemed to have no effect on Young Master Yiyun. She seemed to be aware of the blurry, twisted black shadow in the flames. She turned around and glanced at Jin An, seeming to make a slight nod, as if she had already seen Jin An. An, thank you silently.
In front of Master Yiyun's shadow, there was another figure in the raging flames, fighting something that Jin An couldn't see. Jin An guessed that the person should be the Qi who had been following Master Yiyun. Uncle.
Before Jin An could be happy for too long, the flames in front of his eyes distorted, and he saw a tall and towering tree growing deep in the flames.
The leaves of the big tree have disappeared, leaving only the bare branches. Those branches have grown twisted and ugly, as ugly and evil as the twisted and twisted branches of countless people's hands and feet.
And on the branches of a huge tree crown that resembled the twisting and growing limbs of countless dead people, there was a man hanging, with the dead man's hands and feet hanging down helplessly.
But just now!
The man hanging on the tree in the fierce fire suddenly turned around!
Although he was separated by the torrential flames, and even though he was in an out-of-body state, ordinary people could not see him at all. But at this moment, Jin An's soul was frozen, and all kinds of terrifying illusions were reborn in front of him, as if he had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell for eternity. Not allowed to see the light of day again.
"Is this the thousand-year-old evil tree?"
"Sure enough, I can't compete with just the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman!"
At this moment, Jin An's soul was not only frozen, but also frightened by evil spirits. However, after being frightened for a moment, Jin An's soul immediately returned to normal. He saw a phantom like a coffin in the fire at Man Mo Temple. , standing between him and the thousand-year-old evil tree.
It blocked the evil gaze of the man hanging from the green willow for him.
It was the female corpse in the white coffin who took action for Jin An!
At this moment, the sound of Yin soldiers marching through the passage, which Jin An had not heard since arriving here, came again from another direction.
It was as if thousands of troops were marching, coming across the flames, crossing the huge hole in the tree roots of the corpse net, and heading straight for the thousand-year-old evil tree with a huge crown of dead branches in the raging flames.
These Yin soldiers ignored everything, passed through the thousand-year-old evil tree, and drew away a humanoid shadow from the trunk. The Yin soldiers kept passing through the trunk, and more and more humanoid shadows were drawn away.
It's soul-binding!
Jin An immediately thought of the time when Dao Luo Sha Po drowned, it was also the same scene.
And these imprisoned souls are the souls of living people that have been continuously sucked away by the Qingqianliu over the years.
Because the souls of those living people were imprisoned in the Qingqian Willow for eternity, they became evil spirits that nourished the evil trees, and their yin energy rose to the sky, so they also missed the opportunity to be reincarnated.
Jin An sighed.
How many innocent people have died in this world.
At this time, as the roots of the corpse net tree were broken by Jin An, it seemed that a barrier that isolated the outside world was broken, and then an opportunity for counterattack was formed.
because!
As the huge holes in the roots of the corpse tree appeared, a large number of businessmen, monks, pharmacists, women, or women were not afraid of the high-temperature flames that are the most deadly to ordinary people, dozens of them! Hundreds of people! Fighting out from all around, they rushed into the Wen Mo Temple fire and assisted Mr. Yiyun in surrounding Qing Qian Liu, who was hanging a man.
These are naturally all the paintings of Mr. Yiyun.
Jin An was surprised.
Mr. Yiyun, how many painters are lurking in Chang County?
Seeing that the female corpse in the white coffin, Mr. Yiyun, and Qi Bo were all safe and sound, Jin An smiled.
He never expects that he, a small person, can stand up to the thousand-year-old evil tree head-on. Then he daydreams that he, a second-rate master who has only practiced for a month, is more powerful than the evil tree that has practiced for a thousand years. One's hope...what if I really can help within my ability?
At this time, he really got up and gave a big blow to the female corpse in the white coffin and Mr. Yiyun, giving them the opportunity to launch a counterattack against Qingqianliu. He dared to fight a thousand-year-old evil tree head-on. Jin An felt that My waist is straighter than before.
suddenly.
There are evil spies with strong malice, and suddenly they are targeting Jin An.
It seemed that at the same time, there were thousands of evil eyes, all staring directly at Shang Jin'an.
Jin'an Yuanshen carefully sensed it and discovered that these evil spies came from the remains of dead people's faces in the tree roots of the corpse web with broken limbs and arms in front of them.
Even the remains of a dead face.
But because the number of people Qing Qianliu has killed over the years is too large, there are still over a thousand people left.
It's weird to say the least.
These strange corpses obviously have their eyes closed and are motionless, but they still give people a sense of voyeurism.
In peace.
There are hidden secrets and dangers.
"It seems that after the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman chopped three thunder diagrams in a row, the spirituality has declined a bit. Even these monster corpses that just didn't dare to look at me directly dare to spy on me again."
Jin An looked at the female corpse in the white coffin and Mr. Yiyun who had launched a counterattack. Thousands of evil eyes were watching in front of him. Jin An knew what it meant to act within one's ability.
He stopped lingering and retreated.
To avoid the danger of attracting those monster corpses.
But before leaving, Jin An once again gave the female corpse in the white coffin and Mr. Yiyun a great gift, the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman, open!
Boom!
The sky is thundering!
However, it was not attacking the thousand-year-old evil tree as Jin An thought, but attacking those strange corpses.
Suddenly, the sense of voyeurism disappeared.
Jin An was speechless.
"Brother Fu, it seems that you still hold a grudge!"
This is like looking at something! Look at your paralysis!
