lethal arsenal

Chapter 550 My Lord of the Netherworld
Yiye Zhiqiu pushed open the temple door to allow the smoke from the bonfire to dissipate better.

The sky in the distance was already looking like sunset, with the remaining clouds dyed red by the sunset glow.

When the wind comes, the clouds change into burning lions, tigers, and galloping horses.

Huh, the wind rushing into the temple is even stronger.
The aroma of grilled meat on the bonfire made Yiye Zhiqiu's nose itch.

However, although the food smelled delicious, Yiyezhiqiu's appetite was not very strong.

"It's been three days, why haven't they come out yet?"

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu looked back at the tall painted wall in the center of the deserted temple.
The image of Acala has faded, and the painted wall is covered with cracks running in all directions.

But it has not collapsed until now.

Speaking of which, Yiye Zhiqiu had also entered the world of painted wall, but he was very blessed.

On that day, the original demon lord infected the entire city with demons, and Acalanatha appeared.

But he took advantage of the situation and used his magical power to send him out of the painted wall world.

Yiye Zhiqiu was a man of loyalty, so he did not just walk away, but chose to wait in the dilapidated temple.

As for Lin Dong and his group, Yiye Zhiqiu never believed that they would be trapped in the world of the painted wall.

If he could get out, how could someone as powerful as Lin Dong be trapped in it?
With this thought in mind, Yiye Zhiqiu lingered here for a few days.

While thinking about it.

Click click click.

The sounds of several cracks became louder and louder, and suddenly a large ball of red light emerged from the painted wall.

Yiye Zhiqiu subconsciously covered his eyes and waited for the light to fade away. Then he looked around and saw, wow, there were at least seven or eight more figures in the entire temple.

But they all fell into a faint.

Among them are Zhu Zhong, Zhu Xiaowen, Ning Caichen, Wang Xianer, Yin Linger and a large group of others.

The most eye-catching one is of course the one standing—Lin Dong and the boy on his back.

"Hey, you're out."

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu couldn't help but shout out.

"Wow, you're here too?"

Lin Dong also asked casually. It was indeed beyond his expectation that he could see a living Yi Ye Zhi Qiu in the deserted temple.

but……

"Hey, Suanqiu, I don't have time to deal with you now. Do you know how to get to Song State?"

Lin Dong asked while carrying Huan Xin on his back.

Before Ji Meng collapsed, he asked Lin Dong to go to Jinshan Temple to find Monk Fahai.

Although he was not clear about the exact location of Jinshan Temple, he understood one thing: Jinshan Temple was within the borders of the State of Song.

A single leaf can tell the coming of autumn. He is a big scoundrel who has nothing to do all day and travels around everywhere. He must know where the State of Song is.

The scope of the deserted temple at this moment, if Lin Dong remembered correctly, was at the intersection of the three kingdoms of Jin, Song and Nanli.

"Ah, Song State. I know."

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu was just about to show Lin Dong the way.

cough cough.

At this moment, Huanxin on Lin Dong's back choked and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood dyed Lin Dong's robe red.

"I'm fine." Huanxin said with a somewhat weak breath.

"I'm really fine, just put me down first."

Huanxin said again.

"You're like this, and you say you're fine?"

Lin Dong retorted sarcastically, but slowly put the man down.

Yiye Zhiqiu had seen Shifang before, but he had not experienced what happened after the Demon Lord Yuanshi, so he naturally mistook Huanxin for the little monk Shifang.

Lin Dong's original intention was to take Huanxin to Jinshan Temple first to find Fahai to save her.

As for the other people present, just leave it to Yiye Zhiqiu. Unexpectedly, Huanxin actually refused to help.

"I can do it myself."

Huanxin said stubbornly, and then began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Seeing this, Lin Dong naturally would not try to please the cold butt. He ignored Huan Xin and started to think about everything that had happened recently.

A derivative suffix of "Magic Self-Freedom Kung Fu".

The second soul defected and was determined to replace its master. It deserved to die.

There are two benefits gained from this experience.

One is the magical power, Izaya that day.

The second is the mysterious treasure book in the Niwan Palace. Apart from sealing the monsters, does it have any other uses?
Another thing is the gains and losses in relationships.

If I get it, I will have established a connection with Huanxin.

If I lose, it will be terrible. I will have a falling out with the Demon Lord, and the Netherworld will become dangerous.

The situation is filled with murderous intent and the waves are surging.

Just in case, you should prepare yourself in advance.

"Hey, what happened to you guys later?"

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu came forward and asked.

This person is a lively person and is particularly curious about the experiences of Lin Dong and his group.

Lin Dong didn't bother to pay attention to him, hushed him, and made a gesture to silence him.

Kaka.

At this time, the cracks on the painted wall became larger and the wall paint was falling off.

The evil spirit burst out and shattered the temple roof, then rushed into the sky like a black tornado.

The monsters who were deeply trapped in the dream of Acala woke up one by one, but naturally they couldn't find a way to leave the world of the painted wall no matter how hard they tried.

Besides, that world was about to collapse, and if he didn't leave now, he would be forever reduced to nothingness in the dream of Ming Wang.

The monsters that did not die in the aftermath of the battle between the powerful men naturally tried every means to escape from this world.

Perhaps it was the vibration of the evil spirit that woke Huanxin from his meditation.

"Should I call you Huanxin or Shifang?"

Lin Dong asked with a smile.

When facing the big guys, he always has a good attitude.

Yiyezhiqiu was also a man of good judgment. Seeing that the two had something to say, he simply shut his mouth and did not say a word.

However, Lin Dong was still worried, so he snapped his fingers and Yi Ye Zhi Qiu fell asleep.

Huanxin's gaze fell on Lin Dong's face and lingered for a moment before she slowly spoke, "You are as handsome as ever."

He did not answer Lin Dong's question, but spoke with emotion.

"We haven't met before?"

Lin Dong touched his chin and said.

"I've seen you in the future, more than once. By the way, you back then might not be the same as you are now. Also, if you want, you can call me Shifang. Before I fulfill my last wish in this life, the name Shifang sounds better."

Huanxin said a bunch of rather absurd words.

"Have you seen it in the future?"

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows and murmured subconsciously.

Huan Xin did not give him time to think, but asked directly: "I have always had a question, I am quite curious, who is your guide?"

"Leader?"

Lin Dong was even more confused.

"He's the one who led you on the path to the arsenal."

Huanxin unlocked the way.

“Mahoraga?” Lin Dong asked uncertainly.

"I see!"

Huanxin sighed deeply.

"Mahoraka, the great python god, has great blessings but no wisdom. He gives alms to the Dharma protectors but is prone to anger, and therefore he has received this body."

After a pause, his voice became more carefree, "I always thought it was Emperor Shitian, but I didn't expect that I was misled by him. They kept your secret very strictly, even hiding it from me."

"Actually, I have a lot of questions too. You know the Arsenal. So, what is the Arsenal to you? From your perspective, what am I to the Arsenal?"

Since the topic of the armory was brought up, Lin Dong naturally asked about the doubts in his mind.

From the beginning, he thought that the arsenal might be a product of some aliens or a joke of unknown gods, but with one battle after another, he witnessed history again and again.

It was not until he became a part of it that Lin Dong realized that mere gods were no longer enough to explain the arsenal.

In ancient times, the monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas could not withstand the combined attack formed by his few blue affixes.

How could ordinary gods have the means to set up such a grand arrangement as an arsenal? Therefore, Lin Dong became more and more curious.

"Arsenal, it is the legacy of the saints and the fruit of the great way. It is beneficial for you to understand it now. If you are the successor of this fruit at a certain moment, then I will be the guardian."

Huanxin waved to Lin Dong and said.

"Why do you need to know so much? Oftentimes, knowing too much is not a good thing. I have inherited the cause and effect of the Ten Directions in this life. The Tianlong Temple in Nanli Kingdom has been occupied by the Peacock King who can cover the sky with one hand. I have to take the temple back. What do you think? Will you help me?"

Huanxin suddenly changed the subject and asked.

He is injured at the moment, but if he were to challenge the Peacock King in his prime, it might be possible.

But now, I definitely need to find a helper.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes.

"Help, definitely help."

He clapped his hands.

"but……"

Lin Dong paused and changed his tone. "Now, I also have a big problem. If I help you, you have to help me once." Lin Dong said bluntly.

"But is it for your rebellious clone?"

Huanxin frowned slightly.

If it was some other favor, he would agree to it, but if it came to fighting the Demon Lord head-on, even though Huanxin was powerful, he knew that he was no match for the Demon Lord.

What's more, in fact, apart from the affairs of the Peacock King Sect, Huanxin still has a big difficulty to solve, and his current situation is that of escaping a tribulation.

"No, no."

Lin shook his head.

The Demon Lord's intention is very clear. He will definitely help the second soul who is a traitor.

But at the same time, he may not personally take action against Lin Dong. As long as the Demon Lord does not take the field personally, what can it do even if the second soul has undergone several waves of strengthening?
Ghost immortals, earth immortals, true immortals, each step takes a different path. If the obstacles in between could be easily overcome, wouldn’t everyone be able to become an immortal?

Yin Ling'er received a gift from the old immortal Nanhua. It is expected that she will at most be at the peak of ghost immortal and earth immortal in this life.

Breakthrough to True Immortal?

She may not have such a fate.

"Oh, then you tell me."

Huan Xin was somewhat surprised when he heard this. To be honest, with Lin Dong's current cultivation level, there were very few powerful beings in this world that he could not deal with.

"Ksitigarbha Buddha!"

Lin Dong uttered a few words slowly.

"What? You."

Huanxin was stunned.

Then, Lin Dong told the story of his surprise attack on Black Mountain and his feud with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"So what's your idea now?" Huanxin asked again.

"Of course I cut off his financial resources. There are tens of thousands of beliefs in the Netherworld, so why should he take a share? In this world, any big shot can reach into the Netherworld! Then what's the point of me, the leader of the Netherworld? All the power of the heavens is on me. I will cut off the connection between the immortals and the Netherworld, and gather the wishes and beliefs of hundreds of millions of ghosts into my Ten Thousand Blades Demon Palace - my master of the Netherworld! I'll help you once, and you help me once, and we'll exchange each other again."

Lin Dong clapped his hands and cheered.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is one of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism. Even if it is just a fragment of his soul or an incarnation left in this world, it is definitely not easy to deal with. Even if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's connection with this world is cut off, what will happen next? What are your plans?"

Huanxin asked with a frown.

"Of course, I'm heading to the next world. My business is going to be accomplished. At present, there are only some shadows. How it will be exactly? We have to see what happens in the future. Besides, I won't get all the benefits alone. I have backers behind me."

Lin Dong explained, and now he remembered to use the Nine Heavens Su Nu Niangniang to endorse himself.

"Okay, I'll help you then."

Huanxin pointed at the ground and said, "I've long disliked those Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Let's do something big."

"Hahaha."

Lin Dong laughed heartily. He lost the Demon Lord and picked up Huan Xin. It was hard to say whether it was a loss or a gain.

However, even if there is a loss, it will not be a big loss.

"Let me ask you another question. Have you ever seen Acalanatha?"

Huanxin asked.

"Yes."

Lin Dong nodded without hesitation.

"Did he give you the History of the Years?"

Huanxin suddenly asked again.

"What is that? I have never heard of it in the history books. When he took me into a strange world, he only gave me the base of the Bright Glazed Lamp, but now it has been taken away by the Demon Lord."

Lin Dong explained.

In fact, when Huan Xin mentioned the history book, the heavy tome in Lin Dong's Niwan Palace jumped.

He understood immediately.

However, Lin Dong subconsciously chose to conceal it.

"That's it."

Seeing Lin Dong shook his head decisively, Huan Xin waved his hand and muttered, “It seems I have to go to the restricted area again later.”

"restricted area?"

Lin Dong wanted to ask the other party again.

Unexpectedly, Huan Xin did not give Lin Dong a chance. "I will go to Jinshan Temple to heal my wounds first. I will inform you when I am ready. If you have nothing to do, you can also come to Jinshan Temple to find me. In addition, I will take this person away."

After saying that, Huanxin made a magic gesture and directly captured Nie Xiaoqian.

"Why did you take her away?"

Lin Dong couldn't help but frown. He actually had a lot of questions, such as wanting to ask Nie Xiaoqian why she was willing to help the second soul.

"She is a remnant of Kinnara."

Huanxin said this, and then without any further communication with Lin Dong, his figure turned into a long red rainbow and flew out of the collapsing temple, merging with the sunset glow in the distance.

“This guy just left like that?”

Lin Dong glanced at Huan Xin's receding figure, feeling that the scene was anticlimactic.

"Kinara?"

Then, Lin Dong thought of the mission in the armory and couldn't help but secretly say it was a pity.

I should have captured Nie Xiaoqian and interrogated her earlier. Didn’t she say that she was an official in the Song State’s Demon Hunting Bureau?
Why is it related to Kinnara again?

What else does Huanxin need to say to Kinnara alone?
There is also the agreement between the Demon Lord and the Immortal Nanhua, and the legend of the three resentful lovers... In short, although part of the mystery has been solved, my doubts have become even greater.

A series of thoughts flashed through my mind.

Lin Dong came back to his senses and glanced at the fainted crowd again, his gaze finally falling on Wang Xianer.

Maybe I can get some information from her.

(End of this chapter)