Baishixian Road

Chapter 385
Until death actually came, Baroque didn't know what was going on.

From his perspective, everything has been arranged, just waiting for the other party to sneak in.There is a killing game where darkness falls, even if the opponent is lucky and escapes, then when it comes to Fengtian Temple, he is still sure of winning.

For example, use the Taoist corpse here to deal with the opponent.

For another example, you can use his 'identity' to ask the master of Fengtian temple to kill the enemy.

No matter what, he couldn't lose.

Baroque never thought he would lose.

But the reality is that he lost when he didn't react at all, and there was no possibility of turning over.

The opponent blocked all the ultimate moves he had prepared so carefully, as if he knew it long ago.

This is the reason why Baroque died in peace.

"No one can really see the future, it's impossible..."

With fear, unwillingness and regret, Baroque was killed by the congregation ghost, who devoured Baroque's body, minced it bit by bit, and finally became a part of its body.

Xu Mo looked at the copper bell in his hand.

This is a special magic weapon obtained from a broken Baroque arm.

There are many formations in the copper bell, with different purposes. It seems that manipulating these strange Taoists is only one of them. Others need to be studied.

From Xu Mo's point of view, many Taoists kneeling on the ground had special spell blessings, and if they were attacked by them, the immortals would die.

He has suffered a lot, so he knows how powerful it is.

Baroque is dead, so Xu Mo needs to find out the truth about it.

Apart from the copper bell, Baroque has nothing else of value.

Ignoring the many weird Taoists kneeling in the yard for a moment, Xu Mo looked behind, and there was a house over there, but there was nothing special in the house.

From the back door, you will arrive at the middle of the Taoist temple.

First of all, it is a hall dedicated to gods. It is not accurate to say that it is a hall. In terms of scale, it is just a slightly larger room with an incense burner in the courtyard.

But it's too early to burn incense.

The statues enshrined in the temple, Xu Mo, looked weird. They were four Taoist gods, and one looked like a green-skinned evil spirit, standing with a mace, with an angry expression on his face.Next to him was a three-eyed Taoist, wearing a purple gold crown and holding a whisk, extremely solemn.Next to it is a strong man with a hammer. He has four arms, all of which hold a pumpkin hammer. He is extremely powerful and is the largest among the statues.The last one is a female Taoist with a sword. Compared with the first three, she looks very ordinary, but Xu Mo stared at it for a while, and felt that the face and features of the fourth statue were quite familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

This made Xu Mo fall into thinking, besides looking at the face, he also looked at other places.

For example, the accessories on the opponent's body, and for example, the long sword in the hand of the statue.

At this time, Xu Mo suddenly noticed something, and immediately stepped forward two steps to stare at the words engraved on the opponent's sword with the hilt outward.

Those are two ancient characters.

The font is recognized by ordinary people.

But Xu Mo recognized it immediately.

These two characters are pronounced as 'Jiuyuan'.

Take a closer look at the wooden plaques written on both sides of the statue, which reads, "Fengtian Four True Divine Dao Sect Heaven Ghost God Monarch Guangmu Immortal Jun Zhentian God Jun Jiuyuan Daoist God Tablet".

Xu Mo stared at 'Jiu Yuan Daoist'.

Looking at the facial features of the fourth sword-wielding Jurchen statue, Xu Mo finally knew why he felt familiar to him.

"Jiuyuan? Lin Jiuyuan?"

This shock was huge for Xu Mo.

The feeling that comes out suddenly is very wonderful, there is a kind of disbelief, surprise and joy, and at the same time a kind of sadness, which can be described as mixed, and it is difficult to distinguish the specific taste.

Can't say it, can't taste it.

Xu Mo was almost certain that the statue was referring to Lin Jiuyuan.

One is the name, the other is the appearance, and the most important point is that the word Jiuyuan is indeed engraved on Lin Jiuyuan's magic sword.

Xu Mo knew this.

Because of this discovery, Xu Mo stayed for a long time before analyzing it carefully.

"Could it be that this Fengtian Temple was created by Jiuyuan? But why did she create a Taoist sect? With the Sanqing Great Sect here, why did she set up her own sect? Did she fall out, or was it for other reasons?"

Xu Mo can only guess wildly now.

"Also, what are the other three statues? Anyway, I haven't seen them, but the four of them are enshrined together. They should be the pillars of Fengtian Temple."

Now Xu Mo's curiosity has been aroused.

There was nothing he could do. Seeing Lin Jiuyuan's god statue, he couldn't hold back anymore.

Obviously, after he left, many things happened in the weird world, and even Lin Jiuyuan had achieved positive results.

The title of "real person" is not called for nothing.

Being able to be enshrined here as a god is a problem.

Because curiosity was completely mobilized, Xu Mo at this time was also very energetic and full of energy.

He checked carefully, and after finding nothing but the four statues, he immediately went to explore other places.

No matter what secrets there are in Fengtian Temple, Xu Mo has to dig them out.

Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to dig it out.

Further on, I found many houses, one of which had a directory.

It's called 'Fengtianmen List', and the last name in it says 'Benny Joel Baroque', Xu Mo was stunned.

"Is this written by Baroque himself?"

Obviously yes.

It can be seen from the crooked font, it is completely different from the font on the previous list.

But why did Baroque write his own name on it?
Xu Mo thought about it.

Understood.

"Writing your name is equivalent to becoming a disciple of Fengtian Temple. Perhaps, in this way, you can avoid some kind of weird attack here, and even, at a critical moment, you can summon the Fengtian Temple master to come out."

Xu Mo remembered that he was killed by this trick last time.

Baroque, as a disciple of the disciple, called Fengtian Guanzhu.

But Fengtian Guanzhu, in Xu Mo's eyes, is an extremely terrifying mummy, occupied by too much resentment and unwillingness, and he doesn't know if he still has the original consciousness.

The location is probably in the deepest part of the Taoist temple.

It will be detected in a while.

Xu Mo is looking at the 'Fengtianmen List' at the moment.

Check them one by one until you see the very beginning.

There are roughly 390 disciples in Fengtian Temple, which is not considered Baroque.

The creator of the school is 'Fengtian Taoist'.

There was no Lin Jiuyuan's name.

Xu Mo reckoned that Lin Jiuyuan was just acting as a 'god' to give this Fengtian view some kind of magical support.

For example, when these disciples enshrine her, at critical moments, they can borrow mana from Lin Jiuyuan when they cast spells.

This point was also confirmed in some other classics that Xu Mo discovered later.

There is a record of 'Fengtian Taoist' here.

It is said that he encountered a catastrophe in his early years, his family members died, and he was homeless when he was young. Later, he was rescued by the real Jiuyuan, and he learned the Taoist sword formula, and only then did he have the power to protect himself.

After he was successful in cultivation, he met several other gods and celestial beings, and got enlightened. Finally, at the age of 60, he founded Fengtian Temple, enshrining the four masters who taught him and saved him as gods and offered incense to them.

A lot of these records have been written eloquently, many of which have records about Lin Jiuyuan.

It is said that Master Jiuyuan's swordsmanship is superb, and that Master Jiuyuan has a heart for the common people, and he slays demons and demons. There is a record in it.

"When I met a real person again, the real person stroked his sword and looked up at the sky. He remained silent for a long time, as if he had realized Taoism and wandered through the nine heavens. After a long time, the real person suddenly asked where is Master Xu? Words. Master Xu must be the ancestor of Daoist Daoist, and I will respect him."

It is not an exaggeration to say that Xu Mo watched this passage several times.

Although the above is just a simple description of a sentence.

But Xu Mo seemed to have seen such a scene.

Lin Jiuyuan stroked his sword to recall, recalled the past, and asked unconsciously.

This is asking herself, but also asking the illusory sky.

But no one responded.

Naturally, Lin Jiuyuan wanted to find out his whereabouts, but the end was doomed to be futile.

Impossible to find.

This made Xu Mo feel mixed feelings at the moment, as if there was an impulse, but there was nowhere to put this impulse, and finally he sighed.

"It's been so long, Jiu Yuan, I'm afraid he's dead too."

When I think back to the first time I saw Mount Zao, that scene is still vivid in my mind.

"Perhaps, the Fengtian temple master here is the Fengtian Taoist, so if I look for him, I will definitely know something from him."

Xu Mo was excited at this moment, and immediately went to the depths of the Taoist temple.

Although there were some weird things along the way, they were insignificant in Xu Mo's view. He just wanted to find Fengtian Temple Master immediately and pray that the other party still had the consciousness of divine sense.

Otherwise, leaving only a shell is meaningless.

Behind Xu Mo found a house, in which a person sat cross-legged, motionless.

Maybe it's been too long, everything here has a kind of staleness, some things feel like they will break when touched, and the decayed air can be seen everywhere.

In the air, there is a dead air.

There is no living person here except Xu Mo.

This made Xu Mo's heart sink.

Not a good thing.

He really hopes that there are still one or two living people in Fengtian Temple, but the reality is cruel, after all, too much time has passed, and even immortals can't live for such a long time.

Soon Xu Mo met Fengtian Guanzhu.

The other party was indeed just a mummy, and his body was also wrapped in a spell oilcloth, but there was no doubt that the dead could not die again.

Like many Taoists kneeling in the front yard.

It's like a corpse preserved by some kind of secret method.

Can be moved by some kind of force, but that's all.

If it were someone else, they could only use some kind of remaining restraint to request the mummy of Fengtian Guanzhu to fight as a disciple.

But this kind of play is limited.

Use once, use less.

Xu Mo has another way.

Use the "Book of the Dead" to summon the soul, see if you can get back the consciousness of Fengtian Guanzhu, and talk a few words.

Even if it is only for a short time, it is very important to Xu Mo.

Do it when you think of it.

The current Xu Mo didn't have the patience to wait at all. He was eager to figure out something.

Let the gathering ghost protect the dharma, and Xu Mo immediately cast the "Dead Scripture".

Perhaps it was because of the previous experience that the soul-calling process this time was unexpectedly smooth.

Or, the master of Fengtian temple has left some remnant souls, hiding somewhere in the temple.

So after the summoning of souls, there were no setbacks, and Xu Mo was not backlashed and fell into a death cycle.

I saw waves of white air gathering from all around to the mummy of Feng Tian Guanzhu.

Like a collection of ghosts.

In the next second, Master Fengtian's body twitched suddenly, and he raised his head.

Eyes opened, let out a painful wail.

Xu Mo immediately cast a spell to stabilize his soul.

It's like forcibly putting together broken and scattered porcelain bottles, and you have to protect and hold them with both hands, because once you let go, or the force is too strong, it will shatter again and scatter all over the ground.

It takes a lot of care.

"Who are you?" Fengtian Temple's face was distorted, as if he was suffering from some kind of great pain, which caused his voice to be distorted.

"I'm Xu Mo, and Lin Jiuyuan is my apprentice!" Xu Mo knew that the current situation of Fengtian Guanzhu was not optimistic, and he might collapse at any time.

And if it collapses, it will be impossible to gather souls again.

It's like lighting an oil lamp that is running low, it will go out at any time, and once it goes out this time, there is no way to light it again.

Naturally, in this case, it is like a seriously ill person returning to life, so the questions should be simple and direct, because there may not be a few words.

"You? Where did Master Jiuyuan meet Xu Zu? And where did he accept him as a disciple?" Fengtian Guanzhu asked. Others really don't know this question.

Of course Xu Mo knew.

"My first visit to Mount Zao, and my introduction to Lingshu County."

After saying this sentence, Master Fengtian's eyes lit up, and immediately dragged his heavy body, and knelt down.

"Sun Youcai, meet Xu Zu."

I believe it!

Obviously, it was Lin Jiuyuan who had explained to the other party that if he met someone who claimed to be himself in the future, he would ask that question, and if he could answer it, it would prove that he was the one he met.

And Lin Jiuyuan would definitely not tell his apprentices and grandchildren about it for no reason.

There must be something left behind.

"What words did Jiuyuan leave?"

"Master Xu, please go to the Yuting Temple in the Resentment Mountain...to watch..." The situation of the Lord Fengtian Temple is not right, it seems that the remnant soul is showing signs of collapse.

"Gone?" Xu Mo was burning with anxiety at this moment.

"Jiuyuan regrets not being able to see Master Xu again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fengtian Guanzhu's spiritual sense directly shattered.

The soul is still there, but the thoughts are gone.

I can't get together anymore.

Just like a broken mirror is hard to circle.

Even if the soul is forcibly squeezed, it is a 'ghost' like a ghost, without memory, like a dead thing.

At this moment, Xu Mo only felt his scalp go numb.

It was like beating a drum in my heart.

I want to do something, this kind of idea is very strong, but all of a sudden, I don't know where to start, and I don't know what to do.

It's like losing something very precious.

I didn't care about it before, but after I lost it, I realized how important those lost things are.

Right now, as if there is a heavy weight on the chest, every breath feels suffocating.

I just wanted to yell into the sky.

But Xu Mo didn't do that.

Mainly pointless.

The discovery of 'Fengtian Temple' this time can be said to be a coincidence. Xu Mo didn't expect to hear a passage left by Lin Jiuyuan here.

"The Yuting Temple in the Mountain of Resentment!"

Xu Mo was sitting on the stone steps in front of him, muttering silently in circles.

(End of this chapter)