Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

call!

Upon hearing the sound, the sturdy man swung his knife without hesitation, chopping it straight towards Lin Ji's face.

The old woman hiding behind him took a sudden step forward, and two crescent-shaped scimitars stabbed diagonally towards Lin Ji's ribs.

Wow!

At the same time, the window sash flew away.

A white-haired old man leaped out, holding a long sword to block Lin Ji's retreat, and stabbed Lin Ji's lower back with all his might!

  The moves of these three men are extremely simple, without any frills, and are extremely ruthless, making it impossible to retreat!

Seeing the three knives and one sword turning into strands of white light and rushing towards him, they all stopped three inches away from Lin Ji's body.

"Um?!"

The big man in the lead was startled and was about to draw his knife to chop again, but he suddenly realized that the knife seemed to be cast in the air by the molten iron and steel, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all!

What frightened him even more was that at this moment even his upper and lower body was firmly fixed in place!

"You...are not a wronged ghost?" The old woman opposite asked in astonishment, "Who is he?"

"Old man." Lin Ji smiled and said, "Didn't I just say that? I'm just a traveler on the road in the snow, and I just happened to pass by and ask for a glass of water."

As he spoke, Lin Ji took a light step out from the encirclement of three people and shot back with his backhand.

hum...

Ripples spread out in all directions, and the three of them staggered violently, then recovered.

These people were tactful and did not press forward - their sneak attack failed and they were instead immobilized. If these visitors really had bad intentions, they would have been killed by now.

"Young Master... are you a Taoist from the Southern Country?!" The old man with white hair pondered for a moment, then raised his sword and bowed and asked.

This place is thousands of miles away from the Holy Fire Sect's headquarters. Compared to this, the ancient land of Kyushu belongs to the South.

“Taoists” naturally refer to people who practice cultivation.

"Yes." Lin Ji did not hide it.

"Is he really a Taoist?! That's great! He'er finally..." The old lady was overjoyed but hesitated to speak.

“Haha…” The sturdy man grinned with his face flushed, but he didn’t know what to say.

Seeing that they had put aside their hostility, Lin Ji was filled with curiosity and asked directly, "From what I saw just now, you have no cultivation skills. Although your moves are ingenious, they are just ordinary martial arts. Why... do you have to stay in such a bitter and evil place?"

"Ah!" The old man sighed and said, "The immortal has come from far away in the south, so he doesn't know anything. Please move aside and let me tell you in detail."

"Okay!" Lin Ji was not polite and stepped into the house first.

The furnishings in the house were extremely simple, with a three-foot square black iron stove placed in the spacious hall. From the half-opened small door at the back, the aroma of noodle soup wafted in from time to time.

"Young master, please." The old man pointed to the stone bench at the head.

Lin Ji thanked him and sat around the stove. "Sit down, immortal guest. I'll go get you a cup of tea!" The hunchbacked old lady walked into the back door with a smile on her face and a pair of small feet. The strong man who came in later closed the doors and windows and added a few more thick firewood to the stove. Immediately, the fire was blazing, and the red clouds above and below the stone house were like a tent.

"Excuse me, Immortal Guest. I am Jiang Dayu." The old man bowed and pointed at the sturdy man and said, "This is Lu Heiniu. The old woman just now is called Mei Que'er. The three of us are all orphans of Yijian Manor."

"When we were children, there were more than 8,000 people in the village. But now... they have all turned into smoke. Even the several miles of manor house has only this one left! Alas... We are barely surviving, and I don't know how long we can survive."

"Oh?" Lin Jiqi said, "So, not long ago, this situation was not like this? Then where did all these wronged souls and evil ghosts come from?"

"Where else could they come from?" The old lady walked out of the back door quickly, teacup in hand, and angrily took over the conversation, "They all came out of the Black Wind Valley!"

"When I was a child, my grandmother always said, 'One sword manor and one sword manor, as long as they stay in Black Valley, they will not lose their souls.'"

"There are countless treasures in that valley, but also countless evil spirits. If you get the treasure, you can't eat or drink, but it will bring disaster to the heavens. Once the evil spirits get out, no one will survive! I don't know who is the damned one who was so obsessed that he had to touch the Black Wind Stone! Xianke, have some tea."

Lin Ji took it with both hands and asked carefully, "Grandma, according to what you just said, the evil spirits in the valley are all suppressed by the Black Wind Stone? Have you seen that stone?"

"I have seen it. Everyone in Yijian Village has seen it." The old lady replied, "It is said that a long time ago, there was an evil ghost locked up here. Although the ghost was locked up, it was still very fierce. With a deep breath, sand and rocks flew up for hundreds of miles. Soon, there was no one living within a thousand miles. Not to mention birds and animals, even flowers, plants and stones were swallowed up by the evil ghost."

"Later, a great god appeared from nowhere. He pulled out a sword from his waist and killed the evil ghost directly."

"The evil ghost died, but each of its fragments turned into another evil ghost. There were countless of them. The gods couldn't catch them all, and they were afraid that the ghosts would run away and harm people. So they moved a mountain from the south and surrounded it."

"He also left a few disciples with swords to guard the place. This is the origin of Yijian Manor. The people in the manor are all descendants of that immortal. The Black Wind Stone that trapped thousands of evil spirits was the stake that locked the evil spirits back then. As long as the stake is not broken, the evil spirits cannot escape."

"But that stake was also cast with a spell by the gods. Only descendants of his disciple's bloodline can open it. Outsiders can't even look at it."

"Oh?" Lin Ji picked up the cup and took a sip. He turned his head to look at the stone house and said nonchalantly, "Grandma, is this stone house... also the old place in the manor?"

"Yes." Jiang Dayu took a cup of tea from the old lady and warmed his hands, then replied, "To be honest, this is the ancestral hall in the village. There are a total of 18 families in the village, but they all worship the same ancestor. That is the old immortal." The old man looked up at the back wall and said, "In the past, the statue of the ancestor once stood here, but now..."

"Excuse me...but is it like this?" Lin Ji said, flicking his hand lightly with tea.

  Snapped!

The tea turned into mist, and a green shadow flashed in the red light in the room, revealing a figure floating in the air.

He was thin and skinny, with three short wisps of beard, deep-set eyes and slightly protruding cheekbones.

Jiang Dayu, Lu Heiniu and Mei Que'er stood up immediately when they saw it, and were stunned.

“This…” After a while, Jiang Dayu was much more respectful than before. He bowed to Lin Jishen and said, “Have you, Immortal Guest, met my ancestor?!”

Lin Ji smiled and said, "More than that, I have seen him. I came all the way north because of him."

At the same time, he thought to himself, "So that's how it is! The legendary Yijian Manor is only a thousand years old if you count carefully. The old immortal who is said to be omnipotent is only the former Ghost Emperor Yin Yang Dayan King! So it seems that the place of God's Ruins must be the Black Wind Valley!"

But is King Dayan an enemy or a friend?

Where are Mr. Jian and Master Qiu now? (End of this chapter)