Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 422 Yellow Paper Lantern
Then, Wen Lianggong's Eight-Nine Profound Arts magical power began to flow, and his minor magic of heaven and earth unfolded quietly.

Then, under Sun Li's incredulous gaze, Wen Lianggong, whose body had grown to a full five meters in size, was covered in a copper luster that was bright at first and then quickly dimmed. The color changed rapidly and he looked exactly like the bronze statues of Arhats around him. He even activated the Eight-Nine Profound Art, changed his body, removed his hair, and revealed a bald head. Using the Plow Armor Technique, his body was covered with a layer of monk's robes.

Under Sun Li's perception, Wen Lianggong's breath quickly subsided, and he turned into a rock without any sign of life, just like the bronze arhats around him.

Wen Lianggong had practiced the Amitabha Golden Robe and even almost attained the Arhat status with the Amitabha Golden Robe alone. As for Buddhist things, he was naturally able to master them without any sense of awkwardness.

There was even a hint of Buddhist majesty and dignity revealed in his expression.

"Is this possible?"

Wen Lianggong's copper-colored eyes turned around, glanced at Sun Li, and then there was nothing else.

The skinny, dark-black finger that was clinging to the temple gate was slowly pushing it open.

An extremely cold and chilling chill rushed in quickly, and even the air condensed into ice crystals in an instant, falling to the ground densely with a crisp sound.

Sun Li did not dare to delay, and just like Wen Lianggong, he jumped onto the Buddhist platform on the other side. After shaking his body, he quickly turned into one of the Arhat Buddha statues, motionless.

Wen Lianggong's heart was slightly moved when he saw this.

This Sun Li's strength is definitely not as simple as it seems. He once said that after he mastered the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique, the Monkey King Sun Wukong, the ancestor of the Monkey King clan, would pass on the Dharma to him through the void.

This person's background is extremely complicated.

"Ho..."

A low voice that sounded neither human nor animal came slowly from outside the door. Then, an extremely skinny foot with some protruding blue veins stepped into the Little Leiyin Temple.

Then, a tall and thin figure hidden in the dark mist appeared in Wen Lianggong's eyes.

Nothing was clear, only the sparse white hair, the grim eyes, and the bloody mouth that opened from time to time to reveal the criss-crossing fangs.

But none of this was as eye-catching as the tattered yellow paper lantern held in the monster's hand.

A magical treasure!
It is at least an acquired treasure level existence!

Wen Lianggong's heart trembled slightly, but his appearance showed no movement, not even his eyeballs trembled, and he completely blended in with the group of arhat bronze statues.

In this tattered yellow paper lantern, a green flame was slowly dancing, emitting an extremely strong and evil aura in all directions.

This cold and evil power even dispelled the darkness and weirdness in the Little Leiyin Temple for a while.

He even discovered that under the illumination of the yellow paper lanterns, the evil intent emanating from the bronze Buddha statues was suppressed by this evil aura.

The monster's strength was very strange, but it was definitely at the level of a celestial being. And it seemed that because of this strange state of existence, there was a power surrounding the monster that made Wen Lianggong feel a little uneasy.

This monster is over six meters tall, and the black clouds surrounding it are definitely not just decorations.

The curse power is very terrifying. Once you are entangled in it, the consequences will be very ugly.

Under the gaze of Sun Li and Wen Lianggong, the monster moved forward step by step, without stopping at all, and slowly passed by them.

Wen Lianggong felt slightly relieved, it seemed that he had concealed the secret.

If this monster noticed it, there would probably be some extremely horrifying changes.

Holding the tattered yellow paper lantern, I walked slowly to the end of the Xiao Leiyin Temple. In front of the Buddha sitting high on the altar, I was greeted by a gloomy and extremely evil face.

The monster paused, and a gurgling sound like boiling water came out of its throat. The sound was low at first, and then gradually became louder, and Wen Lianggong finally heard it clearly.

The monster seemed to be chanting some ritual incantations according to some sacrificial ceremony.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the Little Leiyin Temple became increasingly gloomy, and the darkness grew deeper. In the shadows and among the vague figures, tiny rustling noises began to be heard.

It seemed that an unknown existence was beginning to wake up.

Immediately, the monster raised the yellow paper lantern in its hand and illuminated the Buddha's face on the platform.

In just a moment, the yellow paper lantern emitted a strange green light visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye it filled the entire hall.

However, this strange green light spread throughout the hall and searched around, but seemed to be fruitless, so it had to turn back and return to the yellow paper lantern.

"Ho..."

The monster's incantation came to an abrupt end. He turned around and looked at the extremely empty hall. On both sides were lined up with bronze statues of Bodhisattvas and Arhats, seated in order of their rank.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

The monster's cold eyes, with a hint of blood red, kept turning as it looked around the entire hall. It seemed quite surprised that the strange green light emitted from the yellow paper lanterns had not yielded any results.

Wen Lianggong did not relax at all.

Looking at the monster's constantly rolling eyes, the cold and evil gaze with a strange and inexplicable power spread throughout the hall with the sight.

It is obvious that there is someone in this small Leiyin Temple.

Harvest!

These two words suddenly popped up in Wen Lianggong's mind. The other party seemed to be certain that someone had entered Xiao Leiyin Temple, so he walked into Xiao Leiyin Temple, holding a yellow paper lantern to illuminate the Buddha's face. The green light emitted by the yellow paper lantern filled the hall, and he wanted to search for him.

When that didn't work, they started using another method.

The worn-out yellow paper lantern was probably damaged and had lost a lot of its functionality.

Otherwise, according to the treasures of the acquired treasure level, any artifact would have the power to reach the sky.

The yellow paper lantern in the monster's hand seemed to be so broken that it was just a sacrificial tool.

He had roughly guessed the rules of this small Leiyin Temple.

Once someone enters the Little Leiyin Temple, it will trigger the lamp holder to come to the main hall to hold a sacrificial ceremony, and sacrifice all the living beings that have entered to the Buddha and Bodhisattva in this hall.

It seemed to be completing some strange ritual according to a set template.

Wen Lianggong glanced at Sun Li, who was as motionless as a piece of stone or bronze.

Both of them were practicing the path to becoming a saint through physical cultivation. One was practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and had reached the fifty-fourth level of the art. He had fully explored the power of the first part of the Eight-Nine Profound Art and derived many special features from it.

The art of change can be said to be easy to master.

Although Sun Li practiced the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique, it seemed that the teachings of the old ancestor were extremely amazing, and his ability in transformation was probably comparable to his.

This really surprised Wen Lianggong.

(End of this chapter)