Taoist night sword

Chapter 205 204: Finding the Enemy

The whole house was silent.

The body of the master of the Black Wind Temple was still lying there untouched.

However, the master of Heifeng Temple came alone, and there was no blood flowing out of his body after his death, so everyone can ignore it, but Lou Jinchen said that someone was going to kill him, which shocked everyone.

It was a silent shock.

He just killed people here in public just now, even the Fujun can only hold his nose and bear it.

He was fighting with others, but he was still able to kill the fourth realm in an instant. When everyone wanted to understand this point, they felt that Lou Jinchen was even more unfathomable.

As far as Lou Jinchen is concerned, a person who has not refined a magic weapon suitable for his own practice cannot block his own sword at all.

"I don't know who the boss is fighting with?" said the thin-looking old man Gong Baoshan.

"I don't know." Lou Jinchen shook his head and said, "Everyone read the covenant document, it's just a few trivial matters, don't delay the business."

After he finished speaking, everyone looked down at the paperwork again. Lou Jinchen was also reading the paperwork, but he had two things in mind.

It was written in the document that under the premise that the king and the scholars ruled the world together, the Jiangzhou government also jointly ruled with the monks in Jiangzhou, and determined the dojos and spheres of influence for the eight people participating in the meeting.

Lou Jinchen may not care about the size of his sphere of influence, but he knows that other monks actually need a place to grow herbs or practice spells. If they don't have a large territory, there is not enough room to practice a spell.

In the future, if everyone establishes a sect, they may give priority to accepting people within their sphere of influence as disciples.

There are many benefits to this, and with benefits come responsibilities.

For example, when there is a natural disaster in Jiangzhou, or when some evil cultivators use people to practice their methods, the major forces will send people to protect them.

It is also necessary to send people to serve in Fucheng for a long time. How many years each person will serve is up to each family to decide, but it cannot be discontinued.

From this point of view, Lou Jinchen has fewer disciples than others.

Of course, this is also easy to take advantage of loopholes, because the so-called disciples can easily recruit some art investment teachers when needed. Of course, if they die because of this, each family is responsible for it.

At the same time, if any faction is attacked by a powerful enemy, other factions should also help.

At this moment, Lou Jinchen took out a paper figurine from his sleeve and threw it on the ground. The paper figurine turned into a human being, lifelike, but in the blink of an eye, festering appeared on the man's face, and then the paper figurine The figure seemed to be soaked in water, drenched quickly, and finally turned into a wet paper man and fell to the ground.

Lou Jinchen felt it carefully.

The panic growing in his heart is still growing, obviously the other party's spell is still going on, and Lou Jinchen also vents the panic in his body through the paper figurine.

And at the moment when the paper figurine died for a human, he was also looking for the source of the spell.

When the first paper figurine died, he seemed to see a sea of ​​flames.

Then, just now, he felt as if he was in a cesspit, not only the feeling of being soaked, but also the feeling of being crawled with bugs.

He still hasn't found the root cause of the caster, but it can be regarded as venting part of the panic.

After a while, he waved a paper figurine again, and the paper figurine disappeared.

Lou Jinchen's feelings are different every time. In the eyes of others, he is calm and calm, as if he is reading a book and eating snacks at the same time.

He waved out the paper man again and again, and the paper man died, dissolving the dead machine in his body.

Everyone thought he was relaxed, but Shang Guian behind him felt that the senior brother must not be relaxed.

He was afraid that the paper figurine that his senior brother had just made was used up, he was afraid that the other party's spells would change again, and he was afraid that his senior brother would make things worse.

Looking at these, Deng Ding also found it unbelievable. He is also well-informed, and there are many novelty things that even Lou Jinchen may not have seen.

But fighting like this gave him an eye-opening feeling.

He wasn't worried about the elder brother, he felt that the elder brother would be fine. Over the years, he was far away from Lou Jinchen, and he heard too many legends about Lou Jinchen at Wanghaijiao, instead he felt a sense of blind worship.

In his eyes, Lou Jinchen was covered with a veil of mystery.

Originally, all the fighting techniques he had seen were face-to-face fighting.

Brave attack, victory or defeat in a very short period of time, or escape, or death, everything is coming.

The fighting skills I saw today were invisible opponents, and the skills came from nowhere.

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After everyone finished reading, they began to discuss some specific matters.

Lou Jinchen didn't participate in the discussion, the entire Fire Spirit Temple only had two or three big cats and kittens, and the ghosts in Qunyu Mountain were finally counted as the ghosts under his seat.

He was still experiencing the illusion that appeared in his mind at the moment when the crash broke out.

He knew that it was the opponent's magic trace.

First it was a sign, and then by sending a letter, he let himself know that someone was going to kill him. In this way, he locked the character, like an invisible net, binding him.

Then came the killer.

By dreaming the child's dream, let the child sing the song that he must die through nursery rhymes.

He believes there will be more to come.

And it will be similar.

This kind of magic is to judge people who are bound to die through word of mouth. It has a taste that when everyone thinks that this person is dead, then this person is dead.

Lou Jinchen thought of Heavenly Tribulation, and of course it was not Heavenly Tribulation, but it had the smell of human robbery.

After everyone agrees to sign this covenant, then everything behind it is easy to talk about, and there is no need for them to talk about the details on the spot here, and many things must be slowly perfected.

After everything was over, Lou Jinchen walked on the street with Shang Gui'an and Deng Ding.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard that there was a storyteller in a shop in front of me, who was telling a story there, and the name 'Lou Jinchen' was actually in it.

"...Lou Jinchen was furious and rushed towards the monster with his sword. The monster was as big as a mountain, swallowed Lou Jinchen in one mouthful, chewed, and spit out a bunch of bones..."

Those who heard the book felt sorry for a while, but apparently accepted the ending.

Deng Ding also heard it, and he was furious and wanted to ask, but Lou Jinchen stopped him because he was sure that the memory of the other party must have been changed in a dream.

Lou Jinchen felt the turbulent crash, which accumulated in his body and mind.

The paper figurine in his hand surged with brilliance, and then quickly dissipated, breaking into pieces.

"Brother!" Shang Guian shouted.

"It's okay, go back." Lou Jinchen said.

The three went back all the way, and met a flag broken by the wind and fell in front of them, and met a fortune teller blocking the way, saying that he had a bad omen, and a catastrophe was coming. After seeing his face clearly, And ran away in panic.

Deng Ding wanted to bring him back, but Lou Jinchen stopped him.

Suddenly, a mouse came out of the hole in the corner of the wall, but because of panic, it ran headfirst into the opposite corner of the wall, and the blood flowed all over the floor.

All the way back they saw ominous omens and death.

This made both Shang Guian and Deng Ding feel fear and darkness in their hearts.

When the three of them returned to their residence, they found a bloody handprint on the door.

"Brother, I'm going to wipe it off." Shang Guian said.

"No need." Lou Jinchen said.

Seeing that neither of them understood, he said: "If you want to take it, you must first give it."

The three of them pushed the door open, and in the room next to it, an 'officer' walked out with a bag of things, closed the door, and was about to leave when he heard a voice suddenly.

"Member!" Shang Guian shouted.

Yuan Wai turned his head in shock and saw Shang Gui'an. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, because he knew that although this Shang Gui'an had just come out of the rivers and lakes, the lamp in his hand and the skill of controlling fire In the third realm, he is definitely a strong man.

"Little brother, what's the matter?" asked the member.

"Does anyone know who made the bloody handprint on this door?" Shang Gui'an still wanted to ask the neighbor next door.

The member shook his head quickly and said, "I don't know, and it's not me."

"I know it's not Yuanwai, but Yuanwai has been moving here for a day. Didn't you see anyone here?"

Shang Gui'an's words made the staff extremely horrified, thinking: "He actually knows that I have moved here for a day!"

Thinking in my heart, I shook my head again and again.

Shang Gui'an was a little disappointed.

The invisible enemy is the scariest.

When he went back inside, his brother was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, and he stood there with some anxiety in his heart.

Lou Jinchen seemed to feel it, and suddenly opened his eyes and said: "You don't have to worry, this spell has one of the biggest flaws, that is, it is slow and needs to be accumulated."

"And no matter what he does, when he slows down, he has a chance to find a flaw."

"This spell also has a characteristic of being secretive and grand, but it relies on a means of entering a dream."

"Then I can conclude that this method must have been used to kill me in the end. The previous ones were all a foreshadowing for killing me in the final dream."

"So you don't have to worry, even in the dream of killing someone else, your brother is not so easy to be killed."

"Brother, can we just passively bear this type of spell?" Deng Ding asked.

"Among the four types of abilities, perception, killing, hiding, and bearing tribulation, if one has the ability to hide from the world, one will naturally not be afraid of the opponent's spell."

"Hiding form, the so-called escaping form does not mean that you have to hide your body, but that you need to let the caster not find you. I can't do it now. In the future, you can just think about this kind of spells yourself."

"There is also Chengjie. In my heart, the law of Chengjie is the unity of spirit and flesh, rebirth with a drop of blood, severed head can be reconnected, and the body will not die when the body disintegrates. It is like, we are bitten by a snake. As long as we If we can avoid being poisoned to death, what does it matter if the opponent's spell acts on us?"

Deng Ding listened on the sidelines, fascinated incomparably, the spell in his heart was imagined, and a vast scene appeared.

"You don't have to go out, just guard here for me, I want to fight this man." Lou Jinchen said.

"Yes, Senior Brother." Shang Gui'an and Deng Ding responded at the same time.

At this time, it was only noon.

Lou Jinchen sat there cross-legged.

He visualized the sun, and in his visualization, the sun actually changed color and turned black.

The sun actually died and turned into a mass of ashes.

Lou Jinchen opened his eyes and quickly closed them again.

However, Shang Gui'an and Deng Ding found that their senior brother's face had a look of despair.

Lou Jinchen didn't visualize forcibly, nor did he try to get rid of the black sun from his thoughts.

Instead, let it exist. He remembered that there is a way to desensitize, which is to constantly look at things that he is afraid of.

It was also at this time that Lou Jinchen realized that deep down in his heart, he was actually afraid of the sun going out.

He looked at the huge black and ash condensed sphere, and it became more and more clear. The sphere seemed to enter reality from illusion, and landed in the sky full of dust.

This scene is very similar to the concretization of "Dao Xin Dust".

Lou Jinchen discovered that this enemy is very good at using some symbolic simulacra.

You say it is a spell, but you can say it is not, but after adding mysterious elements, it is the precursor of the spell, and it is the formula of the spell.

In the dusty sky, he visualized the bright moon instead.

Visualizing the bright moon is keeping his heart tight. He seems to hear the boundless wind, which seems to blow into the building where he lives, and even blows into the front of his bed.

Dust had already blown onto his face and onto his hands.

He didn't open his eyes to look, because he knew that even if he opened his eyes now, he might see boundless black dust rushing in with the wind.

Because the opponent must have a way to make the reality confirm his mental image.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

He heard Shang Gui'an's voice, but he didn't open his eyes, but picked up the sword that was on the side, and laid it on his knee.

He visualized the bright moon, and the bright moon turned into a sword in his heart, held in his hand and hidden in his heart.

So there is always something bright in his heart, allowing the boundless darkness to be buried in dust.

This is also his philosophy of being a human being, no matter how dark the world is, he must have a little cleanliness and light in his heart, because he thinks this is the proof of his 'birth'.

If you go with the darkness of this world, you cease to exist.

He sticks to that point of light, and is aware of the existence of the other party.

Every ray of wind is like the whisper of the other party.

He began to hear nursery rhymes about dying, and storytellers talking about death.

He pulled out the sword in his heart and swung it out.

The sword light swung through the darkness, cutting out the light, where the sword light passed, the sounds of nursery rhymes and storytelling disappeared, but they would appear again soon, just like drawing a sword to cut off the water, the water only stops for a moment and then resumes.

The sky outside was getting dark, and a bright moon was rising.

Today is the [-]th day. Although the moon is not yet full, it has already risen very early. The bright moon illuminates the entire city of Jiangzhou, making the whole city quiet and covered with a layer of silver light.

But Lou Jinchen swung his sword again and again, cutting off all illusions, but he had no other abilities to show, and the speed of swinging the sword became slower and slower.

This kind of slowness is very slight, but the other party has already caught it keenly.

The man knew that Lou Jinchen's mental strength was already fading, and he must work harder at this time, so he must not relax.

Lou Jinchen suddenly stopped using his sword.

Just keep a touch of whiteness in your heart.

Let the heavy darkness be buried, that bone-piercing evil.

He seemed to have fallen into a boundless nightmare, which was absurd and weird.

He heard many people shouting: "Kill him, kill him."

"Dug out his heart and see, dig out his heart and see..."

"First goug his eyes, his eyes are too scary, goug his eyes..."

He seemed to see that people were all friends and relatives around him, and they were with the enemies he had killed.

He saw that he was tied up and carried to the bench like a pig being killed. His throat was about to be cut, and there was a wooden basin in front of him, which was used to hold blood.

Surrounded by people, they are waiting to eat their own flesh and blood.

At this moment, his eyes hidden deep in his heart opened.

This pair of eyes is the ability he got from Sly Eyes, which can see through illusions and trace the root cause. At the same time, he controls it with the intention of "the bright moon hidden in my heart turns into my eyes".

At the last moment, the enemy will eventually show up, and one of these people must be an enemy.

Under the eyes of his heart, in the nightmare, everything was blurring and disintegrating, and he also saw a scholar-like person standing behind the crowd with a book in his hand .

He stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, as if he was watching a farce.

"Got you."

Lou Jinchen's voice was light and bright like a sword light.

(End of this chapter)