Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 51 Fengtian Temple

In the center of the village, a small mudstone temple surrounded by fences stands quietly. There is no radiance, but there is an unspeakable charm.

"Fengtian Temple!"

Three distorted characters, Lin Xuan paused for a moment, then walked into the small temple, the small temple is very simple, a stone statue, a cloth felt, and a person sitting on the cloth felt, linen cloth shirt, with his back to Lin Xuan.

"You're here." The three words were faint, as if friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time met again after thousands of years, Lin Xuan's expression froze.

"Village Chief, why are you looking for me?" Lin Xuan asked, raising his eyes to look at the stone statue.

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden chaos in my mind, as if I had violated a taboo, and an unspeakable fear appeared in my heart.

"His portrait is not impressive." The village head said lightly, and with a wave of his hand, Lin Xuan's vision dimmed as if covering the sky.

"Your name is Lin Xuan?" the village chief asked.

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan asked back, waving his hands, the sky was dark, Lin Xuan didn't believe that he was just the head of a remote village.

"Forgot." This was his answer, Lin Xuan was stunned, and couldn't answer for a while.

"The body and roots of a mortal have the appearance of changing their fate against the sky. Let me ask you, are you willing to inherit the inheritance of Fengtian Temple?"

"inherited?"

Lin Xuan was startled, and stared at the village chief who was sitting on the cloth felt. There were rumors in the world that there were inheritances in the wild mountains and other places, and they were the relics left by the ancient strongmen. Once they were born, they would cause chaos in the world.

This Fengtian Temple is also an inheritance?
"Village Chief..." Lin Xuan hesitated. It was a pleasure to meet the inheritance, but Lin Xuan didn't dare to take it easily. There seemed to be a voice in his heart to stop Lin Xuan.

"Do you want to go out?" The village chief asked again, his tone uncertain, Lin Xuan was slightly taken aback.

"Beyond the land of Dongyuan, there are thousands of worlds of Hongyu. Warriors manipulate the sky, seize fortune, steal yin and yang, live forever, and be immortal!"

"Do you want to know who your mother is? Also your master and some of your brothers."

There was vicissitudes in the words of the village chief, and the ancient atmosphere slowly flowed in the temple. Lin Xuan's eyes froze, "Mother, this is the pain that has been hidden in Lin Xuan's heart for ten years. Who is the mother, and the master...

Silence, oppressive silence, there was no sound in the temple, as if time had stood still.

"If I agree, what will I have to pay?" Lin Xuan asked, his eyes full of determination.

"You don't have to pay anything, you just need to know that you are the inheritor of Fengtian Temple."

Lin Xuan was startled, took a deep look at the village chief who was sitting upright, and said, "I agree."

As soon as the four words were finished, the village chief turned his head suddenly, and Lin Xuan was startled, a pair of eyes appeared above Lin Xuan's mind, like a piece of sky, completely covering Lin Xuan's entire world.

The vast land was silent, the sky was crying blood, corpses were floating all over the sky, every corpse exuded a terrifying aura, the surrounding void was torn into pieces, a sword mark divided the world into two, and a deep hole appeared in the Above the sky, the endless dark aura drowns everything...

"Buzz!"

The sight returned to Qingming, the temple, the cloth felt, the village chief, Lin Xuan was shocked and could not recover for a long time.

"Just now..." Lin Xuan asked, full of unbelievable, floating corpses all over the sky, broken heaven and earth, what kind of picture is this?
"Lin Xuan, the ninth generation descendant of Fengtian Temple, go." The village chief said, with a trace of sadness in his tone, Lin Xuan was startled, and covered his heart, he also felt the sadness here.

"Buzz!"

Before Lin Xuan could ask again, the village chief waved his hand, and Lin Xuan disappeared into the temple, and when he recovered, he had already appeared outside the temple.

"Fengtian Temple!"

Lin Xuan once again looked at the three characters above the temple, only to feel that the three characters were bleeding slowly, boundless sadness, so oppressive that Lin Xuan couldn't breathe, and his heart was heavy.

An ancient temple imprint appeared on Lin Xuan's forehead, disappeared in a flash.

"innate!"

Lin Xuan raised his hand, and a hazy aura condensed in his hand. This is the innate aura, the realm of a master.

Once in and out of the mysterious Fengtian Temple, Lin Xuan has stepped into the realm that people all over the world dream of. Lin Xuan bowed to Fengtian Temple, knelt down and worshiped, without reason, born from his heart.

Surabaya village entrance!
A large group of villagers came to see Lin Xuan off, and Lin Xuan said goodbye to the villagers with a smile.

"Boy Lin Xuan, don't forget about us when you leave. Come and drink often when you are free. We will wait for you."

"I will never forget, and I will definitely not be drunk or return!"

"Come on, Lin Xuan boy, here are some cured meats made by myself, you can eat them on the road later, don't be hungry."

"Thank you Uncle Wang."

"Thank you, thank you. Be polite to Uncle Wang. Come back and see when you have time. Uncle Wang will cook something delicious for you."

"Okay, just because of Uncle Wang's craftsmanship, I will definitely come here often."

"Lin Xuan, this is the pickles from Aunt Zhou's house, bring some, it's a good thing."

"Take these eggs too."

"And these baked sweet potatoes."

……

Lin Xuan did not dare to refuse the kindness of the villagers, so he accepted them one by one. When he left Sishui Village, his body was already covered with things, and there was no place to put his two swords. With a helpless face, he found a boat and prepared to cross Sishui to Huaiyang County.

"Young man, you are carrying so many things, are you going to visit relatives?" asked the boatman.

"Yes, the world is too chaotic, and the village is not safe. I heard that Huaiyang County is relatively stable, so I am going to seek refuge with relatives." Lin Xuan replied with a smile, put away the pickles, eggs, bacon, etc., and stretched waist.

"Hey, in this troubled world, I don't know what a head is. In war, it's us little people who suffer in the end."

"Soon." Lin Xuan said with a smile, and a few more people came on the shore, they were a few young people with servants.

"Old man, do you want to cross the river to Huaiyang County?" A puffy young man asked in an extremely rude tone, Lin Xuan frowned slightly and did not speak.

"Young masters, the boat is going to Huaiyang County, so you can just get on the boat, and you can arrive in the evening."

"Okay, here is a silver ingot. You take the six of us across Surabaya. You don't need to look for it. You will reward the rest."

The puffy young man flicked his hand, and a silver ingot fell into the hands of the boatman. The boatman thanked him repeatedly, and led seven people onto the boat. One silver ingot was enough for an ordinary family to feed for a month. He was indeed a rich man.

"Hey, there is actually another person on the boat, a villager, which is funny. What is a villager going to Huaiyang County for if he is not in the village?" A young man with a thin and yellow face looked at Lin Xuan and smiled.

"Pickles, eggs, and bacon, so rich, boy, can you sell us your things?"

"No, I brought this to my brother who is a soldier at Dafeng Pass, don't sell it!"

"Give you a silver ingot, it's enough for you to eat for a month."

"Do not sell!"

Lin Xuan said, biting it, with a silly smile on his face, several young people looked at each other, and then laughed.

"What a fool, a silver ingot can buy several times your stuff. I don't know much, it's scary."

"Ha ha!"

(End of this chapter)