In the backyard of Wukong Temple, the moonlight was like water, shining through the cracks in the window and shining on Jiang Li's soul, giving him a warm feeling.
After being washed and tempered by Wen Qi, Jiang Li's soul is no longer as weak as it was when he was at Yingyue Lake.
The feeling coming from the soul body is so delicate that it doesn't seem to be much different from the physical body.
If it weren't for his physical body still sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jiang Li would not have felt that he had emerged from his shell at this moment.
"This is what the soul looks like!"
Zhao Tiezhu opened his mouth with a confused and surprised look on his face. Although he had heard many mysterious things about Taoism, this was the first time he saw the ghost leave the body with his own eyes.
And it is different from the word-of-mouth saying that the cold wind is biting and the yin energy is overwhelming.
He even felt that there was a vitality in the house at this moment.
"Watch my body!"
Jiang Li floated forward, walked directly through the door and appeared in the courtyard. It was only then that he felt some of the characteristics of the ghost.
The soul body was light, as if it were nothing. It touched the ground lightly and floated far away silently.
It can even float in mid-air.
It's an amazing feeling.
"Junior sister, how could you take such a big risk and let your ghost leave the city!"
Jiang Li landed lightly on the wall of the Buddhist hall, and his 'hearing' seemed to have become more acute. A slightly hoarse voice reached his 'ears' through the wall.
Jiang Li took a few steps forward, and his soul body sank into the wall. He immediately felt some heavy resistance. Compared with the previous pass, it was obviously much more difficult.
Jiang Li gritted his teeth and rushed forward with force. The resistance disappeared instantly, and his soul body appeared in the corner of the temple, shaking slightly, and seemed to have a tendency to collapse and twist. However, after a breath or two, it solidified again, but the soul body was slightly It's a little darker, as if it has lost a little soul power.
In the Buddhist hall, three huge red light clusters stood in the middle, emitting a strong and compelling blood evil aura.
Even before Jiang Li's soul had solidified, he had already felt this pressure. Only when he retreated to the end of the corner did the feeling of oppression decrease slightly.
He looked up and saw that the three red light groups were none other than the three huge Buddha statues in the middle of the temple.
It is different from ordinary temples that accept incense offerings from believers and baptism with scriptures, and the golden Buddha statues that gather the power of faith to give birth to Buddha nature.
These three Buddha statues do not have the aura of majesty, splendor, justice, and mercy. What little remaining power of faith is covered by the dirty, turbid, and evil aura of blood evil.
There seems to be no sign of solemnity and compassion. They are completely three evil Buddhas, or they cannot be called Buddhas at all.
It is an evil spirit wearing a Buddha mask.
If an ordinary night wandering or dreaming ghost breaks into this place unintentionally, it will definitely be collided by the blood-evil energy that fills the body of the evil Buddha. In the least case, the thoughts will be damaged, in the most serious case, the origin of the soul will be damaged, and it will be paralyzed.
But Jiang Li's soul was washed and tempered by Haoran's literary energy, and it contained the vitality and yang energy that only the ghosts and immortals of Thunder Tribulation could generate. It was able to resist these blood evil spirits, but even so, he felt heavy pressure.
His soul was hidden in the weak shadow of the oil lamp. Jiang Li moved slowly and saw the old monk from Wukong Temple talking to an old woman with a thin face and a gloomy expression.
In the middle of the night, a female believer came to visit the place of Buddhism, and it was strange to be in the same room with the monk.
What made Jiang Li's eyes narrow even more was that this old woman looked very familiar. She was actually Granny Yan next to Mrs. Qi Luanxuan.
At this time, Nanny Yan's feet were three inches off the ground, floating in the air, her body was half empty and half solid, and the surroundings were filled with gloomy energy. Like Jiang Li, her ghost had emerged from its shell.
"Senior brother has been in the mountains for a long time, and he still doesn't know about the young lady being punished by the Holy One!"
Aunt Yan's eyes were sinister and she said in a sharp voice: "That bitch's son from Dzi Zhu is now in power, and the Holy Lord loves him very much. He not only granted him the rank of fourth-grade general, but also gave him the Flame Bird Jade Pendant and a Cloak. But If you don't kneel before the saint, the Marquis can't do anything to him!"
"What? Princess Tianzhu has been dead for more than ten years. There is a young lady in the Hou Mansion who can control the sky. How can she give this little kid a chance to grow up!" The old monk looked shocked and surprised, and he couldn't understand it at all.
"It's strange to say that although this kid has been very smart since he was a child, the lady has suppressed him for more than ten years and only allowed him to study by himself. She didn't even hire a teacher for him, but she actually allowed him to learn some tricks. , participate in the provincial examination and the provincial examination, and still get the first place."
Aunt Yan frowned and said, "Even the young lady is a little scared. She asked me to use the magic weapon given by my senior brother half a year ago to secretly use some dirty tricks on that kid, trying to destroy his soul. But I don't know. Why, the magic weapon has failed."
"The little kid lay in bed for two or three months. After a period of confusion, he actually recovered. The young lady was afraid that the Marquis would find out, so she didn't dare to do anything anymore, so she trapped him in the house and delayed him past the age where he could be enlightened... …”
"My guess is good. The reason why my predecessor died and allowed me to travel through time was because He Loushi secretly murdered me!"
Jiang Li clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to listen.
"A weak scholar has lost his literary spirit and his whole life is almost ruined. The young lady has done a good job and will definitely not have any worries anymore!"
The old monk nodded and said, "If that's the case, how could you let that kid turn over?"
"That's why it's so evil. The lady even asked him to marry Jiang Xuanyao into Qianjunhou's mansion. In order to prevent Liu Honglie from breaking off the engagement, she also asked him to learn Qi pulse!"
When Grandma Yan said this, her face became even more gloomy: "But from this moment on, the young lady relaxed a little bit about him, and this kid started to act up..."
"Three strategies to control recklessness, a unicorn descending from the sky, and a spirit that can crown all the armies!"
The old monk became more and more shocked as he listened, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The stories compiled by Mr. Pingshu have never been so outrageous.
"His Majesty issued an edict to take back Miss Gaoming's wife, and even deprived my mother of her status. Now she has become a laughing stock among the ladies of Shengjing City!"
Aunt Yan said angrily: "How could the young lady withstand such a blow? She fell ill that night and had to rest for a month before she gradually regained consciousness!"
"You should have listened to my words back then, eradicated the roots, and killed Princess Tianzhu and that little brat together!"
The old monk stamped his feet and said: "In order to enter the holy realm, Marquis Wu borrowed Princess Dzizhu's Taoist skills to suppress his physical body, refine his blood energy, and strengthen his fist spirit. However, due to a misunderstanding on the way to the holy realm, Princess Dzizhu's Taoism was implicated. After all the magic was dispersed, it was all absorbed by Wuhou. From then on, Princess Tianzhu became a heart obstacle for Wuhou.
"Shortly after Wu Hou returned to the capital, Princess Tianzhu was about to be promoted to Princess Tianzhu as the fourth wife of the Hou Mansion. However, Princess Tianzhu was angry at Wu Hou's deception in the wilderness and refused to accept it. She even wanted to take Jiang Li and leave the Hou Mansion, but was intercepted by Wu Hou. Hou sent people to guard him and put him under house arrest in Lanhong Pavilion.
"Later, Marquis Wu accidentally discovered the bloodline of the pre-Qin family in Jiang Li. He was filled with joy and sorrow. He didn't know how to treat the mother and son. He had a vague desire to cultivate Jiang Li and inherit the mantle of Marquis Wu.
"I gave the young lady an idea at that time. Since the Marquis is hesitant, the mother and son may threaten the status and fate of the young lady and the young masters. It is better to make a decision for the Marquis!"
The old monk sighed and said: "I said at that time that I would get rid of both the mother and the child without any further delay, and the world would be peaceful. But the young lady was too worried and was a step too slow. The Marquis caught her on the spot, so she left Jiang alone. Leaving that little bastard alive has resulted in today’s passive situation!”
"The matter has come to this, what's the use of talking about it!"
Aunt Yan said impatiently: "I came to see my senior brother today just to ask what the young lady should do now to save the situation!"
"If that kid Jiang Li is really what you said, he must be very extraordinary, and he must have hidden secrets that no one knows about!"
The old monk pondered for a long time and said: "I guess someone from the pre-Qin clan must have found Jiang Li. Otherwise, even if he has great abilities, he would not be able to achieve such an achievement in such a short period of time!"
"You mean he colluded with the survivors of the Pre-Qin Dynasty?"
Aunt Yan was surprised and said: "I heard from the young lady that the Marquis has recently loosened the restrictions on Jiang Li. He also had this consideration. He said he wanted to use Jiang Li to bring out Liangzhou's important weapons and gather luck for the Holy Sage."
"Hahaha, I believe what Marquis Wu said!"
The old monk shook his head and sneered: "You see that he is just and selfless, and he is a genuine Neo-Confucian school, but he ignores Princess Dzizhu who is kind, righteous and affectionate to him. He even knows that the lady killed Dzizhu, but pretends to He acted as if he didn’t know anything about it. People say that Marquis Wu is unparalleled in his loyalty and righteousness. I think he is just a hypocrite in the world who is just trying to gain fame. Everything is just for his own path to immortality!"
"How Wu Hou considers it has nothing to do with us!"
Aunt Yan said: "I only know that the young lady must not lose power. Only Mr. Luo and Mr. Jing can succeed the Zhenwu Marquis Mansion. We must not take advantage of Jiang Li. After all, the Marquis holds the secret to becoming a human being!"
"Stupid, I don't know what Marquis Wu is thinking, how can he turn the tables on the young lady!"
The old monk rolled his eyes angrily, "The Holy One now favors Jiang Li, so he must know Jiang Li's bloodline, but he can let go of trust in Jiang Li. In addition to Jiang Li's own reasons, he may not have the intention to test Wu Hou. The Holy Heart is difficult to As expected, this has always been the case throughout the ages!
"Marquis Wu is not a fool, and he naturally knows this truth, so Jiang Li can't move now, at least on the surface. You go back and persuade the young lady to be patient for a while, and wait until Jiang Li shows his weakness!"
"Brother, what do you mean, are you just watching the young lady suffer without caring?"
Nanny Yan was furious for a moment, "I risked my soul's death by running out of Shengjing City to find you!"
"I'm not a god, is it possible for me to kill Jiang Li? Not to mention whether Jiang Li has any help from the surviving descendants of the Pre-Qin Dynasty. He can defeat thousands of armies with his Qi, and he has the Qi of the Literary Saint infused into his body. My magic inheritance is not suitable for me. His effect is greatly reduced, and it may not be possible to kill him!"
The old monk glared and said: "Besides, did I say I won't help? You can ask the young lady to find a way to let Jiang Li know all the secrets about Wu Hou and Princess Tianzhu back then, which will intensify the conflict and estrangement between their father and son. The young man is passionate and impulsive. , if Jiang Liruo is full of energy and blood and goes straight into the Marquis Mansion, Marquis Wu will also have an excuse to kill him!"
"Wouldn't that mean that the young lady's secret assassination of Princess Tianzhu will be revealed?"
Nanny Yan was a little worried: "If Jiang Li goes to file a complaint, the young lady will also be in danger!"
"Except for the death of Princess Tianzhu, no one knows about it except Marquis Wu, Miss, you and me. If we don't tell, who can know!"
The old monk sneered and said: "But too many people know about Marquis Wu deceiving Princess Tianzhu. Although I have harvested many female Bodhisattvas who begged for children over the years, I still look down on Jiang Shirong. At least I have no seeds. Anyone living outside the temple will be treated equally and taught martial arts and Taoism!"
Aunt Yan: "..."
"That's all, even so, I'll go back and report to the lady first!"
Grandma Yan looked at the sky outside. She couldn't stay for a long time. Just when she was about to stand up, her eyes suddenly froze. She turned around and looked at the dark corner of the Buddhist hall and shouted: "Who is peeping!"
"Is there anyone?"
The old monk was also shocked. He concentrated his energy and found a strange ghostly aura in the Buddhist hall.
It's just that this breath has no cold attributes at all. Instead, it contains business. It flows in the air like a spring breeze and is not abrupt.
"Mother Yan, it's me!"
In the shadow of a corner of the Buddhist hall, the light twisted and swayed slightly, and the ghost of a young man flew out lightly.
Jiang Li's eyes were deep, with murderous intent dormant in his eyes.
He heard all the conversation between Nanny Yan and the old monk clearly. Despite his calm and steady temperament, he could not suppress the anger and hatred in his heart at this time.
As expected, my mother did not die of a normal illness, but was killed by the combined efforts of the eldest lady, Granny Yan, and the old monk.
Jiang Shirong failed his mother even more.
The truth of these past events is so unbearable and despicable, full of intrigues and selfish calculations.
"The Yin Shen came out of his shell, and you actually learned Taoism!"
Grandma Yan was startled, her ghost suddenly floated to the eaves, and she looked at Jiang Li in surprise and fear.
Although Jiang Li's Yin Hun's strength has not been tested, the vitality, yang energy, and awe-inspiring aura contained in his body make Yan Yan, a Yin Hun, extremely afraid.
"Are you Jiang Li? So you were the one who took action just now!"
The old monk's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Jiang Li and then thought of the young master who came with Jiang Li. His heart sank, and he felt a very bad feeling.
"Senior brother, do you know him?" Grandma Yan asked in surprise.
"This boy and another young man pretended to be descendants of aristocratic families who came to Beijing to join relatives and stayed in our temple!"
The old monk stamped his feet and said: "Since they came in disguise, my Wu Kong Temple has probably been exposed. Children, get up!"
The old monk roared loudly, and the sound immediately came from the monk's dormitory in Wukong Temple, and soon there were footsteps coming towards the Buddhist hall.
"God of blood evil, sacrifice blood and food, and grant me magical powers!"
The old monk shouted again and made seals with his hands. The three evil Buddha statues immediately became bloody. The rich and smelly blood instantly spread and filled the entire Wukong Temple.
"A vacuum hometown, no biological parents!"
The three evil Buddha statues trembled and moved, and suddenly raised their big clay hands and grabbed Jiang Li's ghost.
"Sure enough, he is not a real Buddha!"
Jiang Li smiled coldly, and the ghost stepped back, passed through the wall, and flew towards the body in the house.
"Rumble"
Behind him, the wall of the Buddhist hall shattered, and a big hand of the Buddha, glowing red, came out and slapped it hard on the ground.
(End of chapter)
