lethal arsenal

Chapter 551 History of Time
Lamp holder?

The base of the bright colored glaze lamp?

Did you get the lamp holder?

Wang Xianer opened her eyes suddenly and found herself lying on cold tiles.

As soon as I stood up, I saw a ferocious face.

A large hole was torn in the roof of the deserted temple, and black evil spirit emanated from the damaged mural wall, rising straight into the sky, like a covering dark cloud, instantly enveloping an area of ​​hundreds of miles in radius.

The wind was swirling, but everything in the world seemed so real.

It's so real that it's scary.

"Come out from the world of the painted wall?"

Wang Xian'er was a little surprised and looked a little dazed.

Lin Dong licked his teeth and approached Wang Xian'er step by step.

"Wang Xian'er, do you still recognize me?"

Lin Dong bent his waist, and his ferocious facial features almost hit Wang Xianer's face as he asked.

Wang Xian'er shrank back and lowered her shoulders. "Mr.? Sir?" She was a little surprised, but soon came to her senses and said firmly, "No, you are not a sir."

That face tried hard to suppress fear and remain calm, but there was still a hint of panic in the eyes.

"I helped you so much? You don't recognize me?"

Lin Dong sneered.

"..."

Wang Xian'er remained silent.

Lin Dong didn't care about this, but continued: "I didn't expect that the person who betrayed me was you. You helped your clone to deal with me. You are so nice."

He gritted his teeth, and a fierce look flashed across his face.

"I am helping the gentleman. Are you the gentleman from the academy?"

Wang Xianer said expressionlessly.

"Without me there would be no him."

A murderous look suddenly appeared on Lin Dong's face. He flicked his sleeve violently, creating a strong gust of wind that directly blew Wang Xian'er away.

His body spun in the air, and the back of his head hit the steps of the temple hard, blood gushing out, and Wang Xian'er seemed unconscious.

She half-knelt on the ground and touched the back of her head. There was a pool of blood on her palm.

Wang Xian'er shrank as much as possible and covered the wound with one hand.

"What about sir?"

She said weakly, referring to Lin Dong’s second soul, the white fox face.

Of course, in Lin Dong’s opinion, that guy is a demon who betrayed his own will, a celestial demon.

"Do you believe I killed you?"

When Lin Dong heard that the other party was still looking for a second soul in such a situation, he laughed out of anger.

Wang Xian'er fell silent again.

"It's just talk, Lin Yuanjue, are you still a man? If I were you, I would just burn her with my real fire."

Yin Ling'er woke up from her coma at some point and started to attack people.

The first scene she saw when she opened her eyes was Lin Dong waving his sleeves, and the strong wind blew Wang Xian'er away.

Seeing another young woman being beaten, Yin Ling'er felt extremely happy in her heart.

She had long been fed up with one woman after another circling around Lin Dong.

Being able to eliminate competitors is something that you cannot wish for.

Lin Dong said with a gloomy face: "I have always had a bad temper. Now I ask you a question and you answer it with a yes or a no. If you answer irrelevantly, I will refine you."

These words were spoken in a very tough manner.

“First, are you a part of the Bright Glazed Lamp?” Lin Dong asked with a gloomy face.

There was a long silence.

Wang Xian'er shrank back and said nothing.

"See, I told you, she doesn't take you seriously at all."

Yin Ling'er continued to fan the flames.

Lin Dong opened his mouth expressionlessly and spit out a purple flame that instantly swept over Wang Xian'er's body.

Wang Xian'er didn't scream or anything. Her body swayed in the fire and turned into ashes.

However, Yin Ling'er squinted her eyes because of the black smoke caused by the Samadhi Fire.

The purple fire burns for a long time without being extinguished.

“It is as expected.” Lin Dong raised his eyebrows, and saw a golden woman’s face emerging from the Samadhi Fire.

Only the facial features are blurred.

It's like the light of thousands of golden stars melted into one ball.

"This is Wang Xian'er's soul, or should I say..."

Lin Dong had a plan in mind. He stretched out his hand and gathered the flaming facial features into his palm.

"You have acquired a rare item, the wick of the Bright Glazed Lamp! If you put together the lamp holder and the third component, you can form the spiritual treasure, the Bright Glazed Lamp."

A line of red subtitles and arsenal prompts floated by.

Things had come to this point, so Lin Dong naturally didn't hold back. He thrust his five fingers into the ball of golden light to extract the memory.

In an instant, countless fragments rushed towards his sea of ​​consciousness like stars.

……

That was many years ago.

After Acala entered Nirvana, the history books of time became the cornerstone of the world of painted murals.

But the bright glass lamp did not go out, and the faint light maintained the stability of the world.

The wick of the glass lamp turned into a bald monk.

The wick turned into a woman, or to be more precise, Wang Xianer's first life.

At that time, the Mingwang Temple in the real world had not yet been completely turned into wasteland, and the temple had a total of three floors.

Of course, the tallest building in the center of the first-floor hall is still the painted wall.

"Junior sister, we can definitely get out. We can. Trust me."

Monk Dengcao wiped the lamp with one hand and said.

The precious lamp in his hand is a replica of the Yiyuan Jiazi God, which is a part of the good thoughts of Acala after his nirvana.

If the Yiyuan Jiazi God is the prison "Painted Wall", he is the warden of the prison guarding thousands of demons.

Then, Monk Dengcao is the jailer in this prison.

He is not only the abbot of the Mingwang Temple in the painted wall world, but also a messenger who patrols the world on behalf of the Jiazi God.

And this treasure is the treasure given to him, the monk Dengcao, by the God of Jiazi.

It can not only subdue demons and monsters, but also has the ability to observe the outside world.

Wang Xian'er was still very young at that time. After the monk Dengcao wiped the glass clean, he raised the lantern.

Wang Xian'er leaned in to take a closer look...

You can see the outside world at a glance.

A woman dressed in white, a little too handsome, dressed as a man, with a pair of sword-like eyebrows that look quite intimidating.

Next to the sword-browed woman was an old man with blue eyes and a childlike face, holding an excessively long bamboo stick.

"Old Immortal, please open the seal for me."

The sword-browed woman said politely.

"Easy to say."

The old man with blue eyes and a childlike face spread out his hands and slammed the bamboo stick in his hand to the ground. The yellow-brown bamboo pole actually showed a bright color.

After being coated with the light, the bamboo stick suddenly became green and shiny, crystal clear, and the light on it flowed like water waves.

A wall is a world.

But even though there is a whole world between them.

"The time has come." The old man's soft murmur was weak, but it still reached the ears of Wang Xian'er and Monk Dengcao.

The vague words seemed to come from the unknown and could not be traced.

"The time has come."

At the same time, Monk Dengcao repeated this sentence.

He suddenly raised his head, let out a roar, and the treasure lamp suddenly lit up.

The light fell on the monk Dengcao, as if he was wearing a golden armor.

Monk Dengcao's breath surged, and he said in a low voice: "Xian'er, wait a minute, the old man breaks through the seal of the world, I will take the opportunity to send you out, you... you take care."

next moment.

Click click click.

The sound of crystal breaking suddenly rang out, and a shocking sword energy suddenly burst out from the emerald green bamboo pole.

The sword energy burst out and slashed into the wall. "Little monk."

Wang Xian'er called out, and before her eyes, the whole world began to spin.

……

The golden light and purple fire spun together, and were finally swallowed into Lin Dong’s stomach with his big mouth.

He finally figured out the whole story of the incident.

Wang Xianer, the lamp holder, and the monk Dengcao are all parts of the magic weapon Guangming Liuli Lamp.

In those days, Acalanatha Bodhisattva fought with Yuanshi Demon Lord and then fell into eternal silence.

Before his Nirvana, the Bodhisattva was afraid that the magic weapon would be defiled by the Primordial Demon Lord, so he split the Bright Glazed Lamp into three parts.

The wick first circulated in the world of the painted wall. After a long time, it developed intelligence and gave birth to Wang Xianer.

The Lamp Grass Monk was transformed from a glass lamp wick. From a certain perspective, he and Wang Xian'er should have been one and the same. It is natural for a man and a woman to admire each other.

after that.

Someone suddenly attacked.

The blue-eyed old man in Wang Xianer’s memory must be the immortal Nanhua.

And the woman in white with sword-like eyebrows...

If Lin Dong guessed correctly, it must be that he had been searching hard. No! It wasn’t particularly hard, anyway, it was the target of the arsenal mission - Kinnara.

Lin Dong didn't know why Kinnara and the Nanhua Immortal joined forces to plan this.

However, in the world of the painted wall, the wick of the bright glass lamp, that is, Wang Xianer, escaped to the real world.

I don’t know how many years passed after that.

Wang Xianer was discovered by the principal of the Wulong Academy in the college. It was not known whether it was due to her wanderings, reincarnation, or the manipulation of the old immortal Nanhua, but a part of Wang Xianer's memory was sealed.

It was not until she entered the painted wall world again that all her memories came back to her.

But for Wang Xianer.

The warmth she could feel and everything that Monk Dengcao gave her were so long ago, so long ago that she had almost forgotten them.

On the contrary, it is the most recent reincarnation.

She didn't forget the help from the academy teacher, but she would remember the smiling face of Monk Chang more. This was also the reason why Wang Xian'er agreed immediately when White Fox Face asked for help.

"Lamp holder, wick, and lamp wick?"

Lin Dong muttered to himself.

Now the core flame of Wang Xian'er's incarnation is in his hands.

Even if the Demon Lord and the Second Soul get the lamp holder, what can they do?

Anyway, it can’t be combined into the magic treasure - the Bright Glazed Lamp.

"So, if I were the Demon Lord, would my next move be to launch a surprise attack on Black Mountain?"

Lin Dong thought from another perspective.

If he were the Demon Lord, his next step would be to pry open the enemy's lair and take it away.

That’s all I have to say.

Lin Dong’s heart suddenly tightened.

"What are your plans next?"

After Lin Dong asked Yin Ling'er to wake up everyone, he suddenly asked Yi Ye Zhi Qiu.

Yiye Zhiqiu stretched lazily, feeling somewhat puzzled as to why he suddenly fell asleep, but he did not think too much about it.

It's nothing more than someone using some means to get you, but since you can't resist, why not just enjoy it silently?

"I, I plan to..."

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu just opened his mouth, ready to talk about his lofty ideals.

Lin Dong suggested, “I want to entrust these students to you. Please help me take care of them for a while. I have something to do and need to go to the Netherworld. Can you help me out?”

Lin Dong said this without giving Yi Ye Zhi Qiu any chance to reject him.

"What, you want me to help look after the students?"

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu opened his mouth in surprise.

"Where are you going, sir?"

Zhu Zhong and the others' memories were still a little confused at the moment and they couldn't sort out what had happened.

But when he heard that Lin Dong was leaving, he suddenly became scared.

You have to know that if Lin Dong hadn’t been there during this so-called inspection of the Southern Li Kingdom, these guys would have been dead long ago.

"It's not a big deal."

Lin Dong waved his hand and told them not to ask any more questions.

"If this works, I will teach you some magic later."

Lin Dong bewitched Yiye Zhiqiu again.

"Then, that must be one of the Five Elements."

A single leaf can tell the coming of autumn. The lion put forward the conditions in a clear and concise manner.

"Okay."

Lin Dong replied with a smile.

At this moment.

There was a constant rumbling sound, and the painted wall in the deserted temple was shaking.

A strange feeling gradually arose in the air, with noisy and dark whispers, but it was impossible to hear what they were saying.

buzzing.

The sound that rang in Lin Dong's ears was really a headache.

"The demon is out."

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu’s eyes were solemn.

Several students in the academy were also trembling with fear and gathered around the tall Zhu Zhong.

Yin Ling'er raised her hand, "Eh!" She exclaimed, why didn't she summon the sword ball? In an instant, her little face turned pale and bloodless.

There was a bonfire with half a wild boar hanging on it, and the flames were swaying wildly in the wind.

The shadows drawn on the floor tiles kept distorting.

Boom.

The painted wall collapsed completely.

Thousands of black lights burst out, and twisted ghost shadows roared at Lin Dong and others without knowing what was going on.

It was a sunny day, but dark clouds blocked the sun, and the barren slates and tiles were blown everywhere by the cold wind.

The creaking sound continued, and the entire deserted temple became ghostly in a short moment.

A demon chooses to be here and show its minions.

Some demons choose to transform into black threads and escape outside, and then reveal their true forms when the time comes.

A pale ghost hand underground was almost reaching Lin Dong’s feet.

The ghost claw was about to grab Lin Dong's ankle.

hold head high!
A roar.

fierce!
A golden light shot up into the sky from the Niwan Palace.

There was a thick dictionary in the golden light.

The pages of the book turned, and with Lin Dong as the center, all the demons and monsters within a ten-mile radius were collected in the book. The black light was stirred by the golden vortex and all gathered together.

New pages of the book are formed one after another.

Lin Dong had a blank expression on his face, he just felt it was noisy. Taking this book as an example, compared to some so-called magical powers to subdue demons and monsters, he actually liked the essence of this book more - the essence of rewriting history.

Because this thing is also called the History Book of Time!
A series of sounds rang out, and the deserted temple returned to normal, and the demons and monsters melted away like ice and snow.

Only the collapsed painting wall tells the truth of everything that happened.

What a pity, no one feels sorry for it.

Lin Dong grabbed the heavy book with his big hand, but for a while he couldn't find the use of this thing.

The most shocking thing is... In the past, no matter what treasure he caught, Lin Dong would receive a prompt from the armory, even if it was the fragments of Monkey King's golden cudgel.

But there is no hint in the history books, and the armory seems to be blocked.

Lin Dong did not receive any information from the armory, which shows how precious this treasure is.

"go back."

Lin Dong groaned, and the book turned into a golden light, which entered Lin Dong’s eye sockets and crashed into the Niwan Palace.

"I'll leave these people to you."

Lin Dong patted Yiye Zhiqiu's shoulder. The next moment, he pulled up Yin Ling'er with his left hand and casually drew a line in the air with his right hand, and a dark door appeared.

He took the person by the hand and stepped into it.

"It's time to go back and meet the Third Prince Long and the others."

Lin Dongxin said.

(End of this chapter)