My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 157 Calculation
The night was dark.

Dark clouds obscured the crescent moon in the sky, leaving only a dim light in a side hall, which was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

"disease!"

Jiang Xinghuo spoke softly, twisted a hand seal with his left hand, and a clear light swirled around his fingertips. The shadow on the ground began to stretch slowly, like a pool of ink, moistening things silently, and quietly disappeared into the Funiu Temple.

This is the real colorful shadow trick. The shadow trick that Jiang Xinghuo usually uses is just to hide the body in the shadow, which is an alternative invisibility technique.

The real shadow trick is a very magical secret technique that can not only separate the shadow from the body, but also share all visual senses.

Moreover, Shadow Jugglery is immune to all physical attacks, and only attacks against the soul and spiritual consciousness can be effective against Shadow Jugglery.

Jiang Xinghuo controlled his shadow and slipped into the Funiu Temple, while his real body used the power of the Five Elements God and hid under the roots of a big tree.

In this way, even if his traces were discovered by others, he could use earth escape or wood escape to leave the place as quickly as possible.

Jiang Xinghuo came to the outside of the side hall quietly, but to his surprise, the side hall was empty. There was only an oil lamp placed on the table, casting a dim shadow on the side hall.

Those ink-stained statues stood on both sides, holding weapons and glaring, revealing an invisible sense of majesty.

Jiang Xinghuo secretly opened the Tathagatagarbha, and light flickered in the shadow on the ground, and a small pupil slowly emerged in the shadow.

He had come to this side hall during the day but did not find anything unusual. However, when he came again at night, he discovered something was wrong.

In his Tathagata's vision, inside the side hall, there were actually countless flashes of golden lights, interweaving and twisting with each other, like talismans, or a scroll, emitting golden clouds and smoke, sealing off the entire side hall.

"The Demon Suppression Diagram of 360,000 Heavenly Soldiers (???), a Demon Suppression Diagram drawn by Daozu himself, contains 360,000 magic scrolls for suppressing demon generals. Each magic scroll can summon a demon general and borrow all of its power. The number of summoned generals is closely related to the magic power of the caster."

Seeing the information in the small pupil, Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but be secretly amazed. The map of 360,000 heavenly soldiers to suppress demons, if the magic power is enough, wouldn't it be an army of one person?

However, Jiang Xinghuo searched outside the hall for a long time but couldn't find the real relic. Just when he was considering whether to go in and look for it, he suddenly heard noisy footsteps outside.

Jiang Xinghuo's heart moved, and he immediately hid in the darkness. His shadow merged with the darkness, making it difficult for others to notice anything unusual.

A moment later, more than a dozen figures walked in from outside.

The person walking in front was Fan Yue, and the successor of General Cat—Yang Lie.

There were quite a few people following behind the two of them.

Jiang Xinghuo hid in the shadows and used Tathagata Zang to see clearly that those people were players who had inherited the relics.

"Are you sure there's no problem?"

Fan Yue turned his head and looked at Yang Lie.

"Don't worry, I have planted a sleep bug in everyone in the Taoist temple. Even if you demolish the temple now, they will not react at all."

Yang Lie looked at the side hall in front of him and said, "The Taoist's heritage should be in here. Who of us should go over there?"

"I'll go in first..."

Fan Yue walked outside the hall, grabbed in the air with his right hand, and a tiger-head spear instantly appeared in his hand.

"You guys stay outside and scout the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Yue turned into a stream of light and appeared in the hall in a flash.

At the same time, the golden clouds and smoke in the hall also changed, and two majestic guardian gods slowly emerged from the void.

"How dare you, a bastard! How dare you do evil in front of me! You must be killed!!"

Two divine generals flew down from the sky, waving their magical weapons and attacking Fan Yue.

Fan Yue, however, was not afraid at all. His spear was as agile as a dragon, tearing through the air. The spear shadows filled the sky as he fought with the two divine generals.

Fan Yue's inherited relic is the Star Lord Pojun, his innate ability is the ability to perform a hundred weapons, he is proficient in a hundred martial arts and weapons, and is a natural martial arts expert.

In addition, the cultivation of the summoner of the god general was not high, so he quickly broke the two god generals into pieces, condensed them into talismans, and turned them into golden clouds and smoke, filling the hall. Then, Fan Yue grabbed the air with his left hand, and a large bow materialized out of thin air. The tiger-headed spear in his right hand also turned into three arrows, which flew out through the air.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
The bowstring trembled repeatedly.

A little Taoist boy with purple lightning flashing all over his body emerged from the air. He was pierced through the chest by three sharp arrows and nailed to the wall next to him.

"Finally found you!"

A hint of joy flashed across Fan Yue's face.

However, just as he was about to step forward and completely deal with the little Taoist boy, a gust of evil wind suddenly came from behind his head.

A ghost-head knife wrapped in the power of thunder suddenly chopped towards Fan Yue's head!
"There are experts lying in ambush!"

Fan Yue was shocked and reacted very quickly. A Fang Tian Hua Ji immediately appeared in his hand and blocked the ghost-head knife that was coming towards him.

Bang!

The heavy machete came smashing down, and Fan Yue could only resist hastily. He didn't have time to muster all his strength, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"you wanna die!"

Looking at the strange figure in front of him, Fan Yue's eyes turned cold, and he swung the halberd back and forth. The sharp edge was like a flame, and he instantly arrived in front of the strange figure.

The crescent-shaped cold blade swept out like a streak of silk, and the cold light disappeared in a flash, and the strange figure was cut in half.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Fan Yue was obviously stunned.

Judging from the power of the knife just now, this person is by no means an easy opponent. How could he be killed so easily?

"No, I was fooled!"

A thought of shock flashed through Fan Yue's mind, and he quickly turned around to look back, only to see that the little Taoist boy who had been nailed to the wall by him had disappeared without a trace.

Only three holes were left on the yellowed wall, like ghost faces mocking his incompetence.

Turning his head again, the corpse on the ground revealed its true appearance, which was actually an exquisitely crafted paper man.

"damn it!"

Fan Yue cursed angrily.

By now.

How could he not know that he had been tricked?

First use the paper man to attack from behind to attract his attention, and then make a move secretly to rescue the little Taoist child.

What a good plan!

Fan Yue turned his head and looked outside the temple.

Yang Lie stood there without any reaction, completely oblivious to the situation in the temple.

It was not until he walked out that Yang Lie woke up from his dream.

"Are you saying we were tricked?"

Yang Lie glanced at Fan Yue, then looked at the dozen or so people behind him, and his expression turned a little ugly.

"Let's go..."

Fan Yue took a deep breath and said self-deprecatingly: "The things in the hall have been taken away. We have been busy for so long, but in the end, we have been working for others in vain..."

The second update will be later

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