Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

At this time, Yang Ling led Ying Zheng and Boston into the temple slowly.

Inside the temple, the space is vast, and the entire majestic hall is supported by just one thick pillar.

On the top of the hall, there are auspicious dragons and phoenixes carved in a lifelike manner, while the surrounding walls are covered with a variety of murals, each of which seems to be telling an ancient story.

"Hey, what exactly are depicted on these murals?" Yang Ling stared at the murals, frowning and asking in confusion.

Ying Zheng looked around and observed carefully before slowly explaining, "This is the writing of the Wu Clan. I have seen it by chance in some ancient books."

Hearing what Ying Zheng said, Yang Ling couldn't help but move closer and carefully examine the murals. After careful study and comparison, he indeed found that these symbols were surprisingly similar to the Wu clan's writing.

The Wu Clan's writing was vigorous and powerful, as if it contained some kind of inexplicable Taoist charm, which made people intoxicated. The more Yang Ling read, the more fascinated he became, as if he was attracted by an invisible force and couldn't extricate himself.

"This is..." Ying Zheng suddenly exclaimed, as if he had thought of something important.

Yang Ling was awakened by Ying Zheng's voice. He looked at Ying Zheng in confusion and asked, "What's wrong? What did you find?"

Ying Zheng looked solemn. He pointed at the murals and said, "Look at the patterns depicted in these murals. Aren't they very similar to the totem poles inherited by the Wu Clan?"

Yang Ling suddenly understood what was going on. He had read about the Wu Clan's totem pole in an ancient book. The totem pole was created by a great sage with infinite wisdom and energy, and was an important symbol of the Wu Clan's heritage.

At this moment, Yang Ling's eyes were attracted by several huge stone slabs at the other end of the hall. He walked forward and observed these stone slabs carefully.

I saw that these stone slabs were of similar size, about ten feet high and two feet long. The surface of the stone slabs was covered with thick dust, and it was obvious that no one had touched them for a long time.

"What do you think is written on this stone tablet?" Yang Ling turned to look at Ying Zheng and asked curiously.

Ying Zheng glanced at the words on the stone tablet, frowned and shook his head, saying: "I don't recognize these words, but I can be sure that this should be related to the secret inheritance of the Wu clan."

Yang Ling nodded in agreement. He looked at the stone slab again, then turned his gaze to the murals on the side. These murals were lifelike, as if each one contained a strange rhythm, making people want to explore it.

Yang Ling stared at one of the murals carefully, and suddenly found that there was a faint golden mist lingering on the left half of the mural.

"Could it be that this mural really records the heritage of the witch clan?" This thought flashed through Yang Ling's mind.

He recalled an ancient book he had read before - "Jiuzhou Zhi".

In that ancient book, the inheritance of the Wu Clan was recorded mostly in a special way on the murals for the descendants to comprehend. And the murals they saw now were so consistent with the description in the "Jiuzhou Records".

“Since this mural is very likely to record the inheritance of the witch clan, I will take it away.” After Yang Ling finished speaking, he walked towards the mural.

However, Ying Zheng suddenly stopped him. His face was full of vigilance and caution. He looked at Yang Ling and said, "Don't forget, this is a foreign land. No one knows what unknown monsters are hidden here. It would be very dangerous for you to approach the mural rashly like this."

Hearing this, Yang Ling shook his head and said disapprovingly: "No, I can feel that this mural is not threatening at all. Maybe it is just used to show the life experience of the owner of this mural."

After saying this, he ignored Ying Zheng's attempts to stop him, and directly stretched out his right hand and placed his palm on the surface of the mural.

Sure enough, the moment his palm touched the mural, a golden mist emerged on the left side of the mural.

The mist flowed slowly, like liquid, constantly changing shape.

Eventually, the mist solidified into a rune that floated above the mural.

Looking at this rune, Yang Ling felt a familiar breath. "Is this the power of the Wu Clan?" he asked in surprise.

Ying Zheng nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, this is indeed the power of the Wu clan!"

Yang Ling took a look at the mural and then retracted his right hand. The moment he retracted his hand, the mural returned to its original appearance.

He took a deep breath and communicated with the system in his mind.

Under the guidance of the system, Yang Ling walked forward again. He stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the mural, then closed his eyes and silently chanted a spell. A white light suddenly fell on the mural, and ripples began to appear on the surface of the mural. Soon, the mural disappeared, and a door suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Yang Ling and Ying Zheng looked at each other, and then they pushed open the door together. Behind the door was a dark and deep corridor, and they walked along the corridor for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps rubbing against wood in the corridor. "Something is approaching us!" Yang Ling immediately reminded Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng nodded, and immediately prepared his body for defense. Soon, they saw a pair of scarlet eyes, which were staring at them intently.

This is a giant beast, with a huge body, three or four meters tall. Its hair is dark green, its mouth is protruding, revealing sharp fangs, and it looks extremely ferocious.

When the beast saw Yang Ling and Ying Zheng, it growled and pounced on them. "You beast, you're looking for death!" Ying Zheng snorted, drew the sword from his waist, and rushed forward to fight.

The two men engaged in a fierce battle with the giant beast, and for a while it was hard to tell who was the winner. However, Yang Ling suddenly said in a deep voice: "You should withdraw first. I will deal with this guy myself."

Ying Zheng glanced at Yang Ling, nodded and said, "Sir, be careful." "Well, don't worry, I'll be fine." Yang Ling nodded, then waved his hand to signal Ying Zheng to leave.

Although Ying Zheng was a little worried, he still obeyed Yang Ling's order and turned to leave. Looking at Ying Zheng leaving, the giant beast roared angrily: "Human, are you challenging my dignity?"

Its ferocious eyes stared at Yang Ling, as if it wanted to eat him alive. Yang Ling was slightly surprised to see the beast speak human language, but he quickly reacted.

"You are just a mere demon, where does your dignity come from?" Yang Ling looked at the giant beast and laughed.

"Ant, you're looking for death!" the beast roared angrily. It looked up to the sky and roared, its eyes cold and fierce as it opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Yang Ling.

"Evil beast, you're dead today!" Yang shouted fiercely, and his figure flashed out. His speed was getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye he rushed in front of the beast. He raised his fist and hit the beast's nose hard.

"Puchi~" With a crisp sound, the beast howled in pain. The beast, whose nose was crooked, became even angrier, and its claws fiercely grabbed Yang Ling.

However, Yang Ling raised his fist and smashed the beast's claws. "Roar~" The beast roared in pain.

"You are too weak!" Yang Ling shook his head and said sarcastically. The beast roared angrily, and its huge body pressed towards Yang Ling.

Seeing this, Yang Ling dodged the beast's attack with a flash. Then, he leaped up and landed on the beast's back. Then, he clamped his legs around the beast's neck and pressed his elbows against its abdomen.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Yang Ling beat the beast frantically, his fists falling like raindrops, each of which hit the beast's spine firmly.

The beast screamed miserably, struggling desperately to get rid of Yang Ling's restraints. However, its strength was no match for Yang Ling's. The angry beast swung its tail and swept towards Yang Ling.

However, Yang Ling dodged the giant tail easily. After dodging the giant tail, Yang Ling kicked the beast to the ground. The beast struggled to stand up, its bloody nose trembling violently, a trace of blood dripping down.

The giant beast, with bloodshot eyes, looked at Yang Ling fiercely, its eyes full of rage. At this moment, it suddenly opened its mouth and let out a piercing cry. Suddenly, the surrounding darkness surged, and countless evil spirits crawled out of the darkness.

The strength of those evil spirits was generally strong, and the weakest among them were at the foundation building stage. After they were summoned, under the command of the giant beast, they all roared and rushed towards Yang Ling.

If Yang Ling's strength had not reached the Spirit Severing Stage, he would have died here. "Just an ant!" Yang Ling snorted coldly and made a few finger gestures with his hands.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura filled the entire void. Dazzling lightning bolts struck down, blasting all the evil spirits into ashes.

"Ah!" Seeing the evil spirits he summoned turned to ashes under the thunder and lightning, the beast roared unwillingly. It didn't want to die like this, so it slapped towards Yang Ling's position with all its might.

Yang Ling sneered: "Do you think this will work?" After that, he held the Dragon Slaying Sword in one hand and chopped it down on the beast's head. In an instant, the sword light crisscrossed between heaven and earth, slashing at the beast with a suffocating aura of destruction.

"Bang~!" The beast was chopped away by the sword energy contained in the Dragon Slaying Sword. After severely injuring the beast, Yang Ling continued to use the power of thunder to chop at the beast. For a moment, the beast was beaten into a miserable state.

"Roar~" The beast roared again and again, unwillingly fleeing into the distance. Yang Ling would never let go of this opportunity, he immediately chased after it, not giving the beast any chance to escape.

"Boom!" A thick bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and fiercely struck the beast. "Boom!" Another bolt of lightning struck the beast's back, knocking it to the ground again.

The beast was burnt by lightning, and its fur was smoking. "No!" The beast roared in fear. However, Yang Ling had no intention of showing mercy.

"Boom!" Another bolt of lightning struck down.

Suddenly, a dark cloud slowly rose from the deep sea and rushed straight into the sky.

The dark clouds were as black as ink, spreading rapidly and covering the entire sky, making the originally bright sunshine dim, and the surroundings instantly fell into darkness, as if night had suddenly fallen. Then, there was a loud thunder, lightning and thunder in the sky, strong winds, and heavy rain.

The heavy rain poured down like a river, and the clothes of Yang Ling and the other two were instantly soaked by the rain. At this moment, the giant beast in the deep sea revealed its true appearance.

The beast was covered in black scales, and its entire body was shiny black. It was over a hundred feet long. It exuded a suffocating pressure, as if it had the power to destroy everything. On the beast's back, thick bone spurs stood up, flashing a cold light, which made people shudder.

In the center of the monster's forehead, there was a black vertical eye, which was tightly closed, but even so, it revealed an evil and dangerous aura. At this time, the monster opened its huge mouth and kept spraying blue sea water. Huge waves surged out of its mouth, unstoppable.

The beast could stir up a thousand-foot-high wave by gently swinging its tail. The wave was as tall as a mountain, slamming hard against the rocks on the coast, which were shattered under the impact of the wave. The seawater splashed everywhere, and the huge impact even knocked the surrounding mountains to the ground, causing them to collapse.

Boston's face was extremely solemn when he saw this. He quickly formed seals with both hands, and controlled the gem in his hand to burst out with an extremely brilliant glow. The glow was as brilliant as a rainbow, covering the entire sea area, forming an indestructible protective barrier.

"Evil beast! Die!" Yang Ling held the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand, and the sharp sword intent surged out of his body. A purple-gold halo lingered on the sword. He swung the Demon Slayer Sword, and the sword energy was raging, tearing the sea water, and chopped the head of the deep-sea monster with one sword.

However, what shocked Yang Ling was that the Demon Slayer Sword only left a shallow mark on the skin of the deep-sea monster. "The defense of this deep-sea monster is really too amazing." Yang Ling secretly exclaimed in his heart.

"Roar!" The deep sea monster roared to the sky, and the sound resounded through the clouds. The sea water was stirred up by its roar, and rushed towards Yang Ling and the other two. Yang Ling waved the Demon Slayer Sword, and the sword light was like a dragon, blocking the surging waves.

Ying Zheng held a huge axe in his hand, swinging it at high speed, fighting side by side with Yang Ling to resist the impact of the waves. Boston stood on the white lotus platform, controlling the lotus platform to flexibly avoid the invasion of the waves.

Seeing this, the deep-sea monster was furious and opened its bloody mouth. A thick and sticky liquid began to spray out of its mouth. The liquid was like corrosive acid and was extremely dangerous. Seeing this, Yang Ling and the other two hurriedly joined forces to resist the liquid, but the liquid still stained their robes.

They hurriedly urged their magic power to force the liquid out of their bodies. At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the sky and the earth lost their color, and a heavy rain fell again. (End of this chapter)