The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 193 Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Living?

As the night deepened, Lanruo Temple became more peaceful and quiet under the dim moonlight.

The stone steps of the temple were mottled with moss, the ground was overgrown with withered yellow weeds, and the breeze made a rustling whisper.

Under the shabby eaves, a few dim lights shone through the windows, and the swirling fog grew thicker, emitting a biting chill.

On the wooden bed in the inner room of the incense hall.

Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, with a mysterious light in them that penetrated numerous obstacles and took in everything outside the temple.

His eyes swept over the tree demon, and he hid the mysterious light in his eyes, muttering: "It's not the time yet..."

As soon as he thought of it, invisible divine consciousness shot out like lightning, spreading and searching in the direction where Yan Chixia left.

Soon, Yan Chixia and Xiahou Swordsman were found standing face to face with swords at a small lake deep in the forest. His divine thoughts shook the void, and a message came out: "The tree monster is here to cause trouble, and I am not in a position to attack. Brother Yan, please return quickly!"

"Huh?" Yan Chixia stood up suddenly, turned his head to meet Xiahou Jianke's suspicious eyes, and said in a solemn voice: "Listen to my advice, Brother Xiahou, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Lanruo Temple is not a place to stay for long." After saying this, he did not dare to delay and quickly flew towards the direction of the temple.

Xiahou Swordsman frowned, hesitated for a while, but still followed slowly out of curiosity.

……

Xiangtang, left side room.

Ning Caichen was still lowering his head and carefully copying the account book.

He was sitting behind a low table, wearing a thin shirt, breathing out cold air, rubbing his hands from time to time, his eyes always fixed on the account book with blurred handwriting.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the window creaked open, allowing gusts of cold wind to pour in.

Ning Caichen looked up in confusion, put down the brush in his hand, stood up, walked to the shabby wooden window, and looked around outside.

After taking a quick look around, he found nothing unusual. He shook his head in confusion, closed the window, turned back to the coffee table and continued to work.

Xiaoqing and Xiaoqing's silhouettes quietly appeared in the mist outside the house. They stared at Ning Caichen with cold eyes, and at the same time, a strange smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"Hmm?" Ning Caichen suddenly felt uneasy and looked out the window.

But everything outside the window was normal, and after a quick look inside the house, he found nothing wrong. He scratched his head, lowered his head and continued copying the account book.

"Sir, it's late. Can I rest here for a night?" The voice was soft and charming, making people feel restless unconsciously.

Ning Caichen suddenly stood up and turned around, only to see a beautiful woman in purple with bare shoulders and slender jade feet, walking slowly towards him with a swaying figure.

Seeing such an erotic scene, he quickly turned his head away in embarrassment, his voice stuttering: "Miss... Miss, are you here to stay for the night as well?"

Xiaoqing came to Ning Caichen and fell on him. The purple veil slipped off, revealing a large area of ​​attractive whiteness, and the tall double breasts made people dizzy.

She looked up with a pitiful look on her face, and said in a pitiful voice, "I was so scared in this desolate wilderness. I saw the candlelight here, so I mustered up the courage to come here. I didn't expect that I was so lucky to run into someone."

"Miss, men and women should not touch each other. Please respect yourself." Ning Caichen looked flustered and didn't know where to put his hands.

Xiaoqing pretended to be weak and powerless, leaning against Ning Caichen, and said with a sweet breath, "I feel weak all over, I hope you can forgive me for my rudeness."

"This, this, this..." Ning Caichen seemed a little at a loss. He tilted his head and closed his eyes, completely not knowing how to respond.

Xiao Qing's eyes moved slightly, and she slowly reached into Ning Caichen's clothes with her hands, caressing his chest with her delicate hands. She said tearfully, "I'm so cold, can you help me, sir?"

Ning Caichen was distracted, and pushed the beauty in his arms away. He took off the thin shirt on his body in a panic, and handed it to her: "Miss, use this to keep warm first, I will go to light a fire to warm you up."

"You!" Xiaoqing lost her balance and nearly fell to the ground. A fierce look flashed in her eyes, and she was ready to take Ning Caichen away by force.

Ning Caichen hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hands to hold Xiaoqing's shoulders, and explained in a panic: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't hurt you, did I? I was just rude and panicked, I didn't care about the severity of the situation, I hope you won't blame me."

boom!
The door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

Yan Chixia strode in, glanced at the situation in the room, glared at Ning Caichen, and shouted: "You scholar, you are so stupid! Where did a weak woman come from in an ancient temple in the wilderness? You can't even understand such a simple truth?"

Ning Caichen was startled and quickly turned around to explain: "This girl is just staying here for one night. Don't scare her with your big beard."

Yan Chixia slapped the sword case behind him, and a long sword fell into his hand. He looked at Ning Caichen who was blocking his way and angrily said, "How naive! In this desolate mountain, what kind of woman dares to walk alone at night? You silly scholar, get out of my way!"

Xiao Qing's eyes flashed with panic. Why did this bearded man appear here? Didn't he go after the swordsman?

He tilted his head to look at the inner room of the incense hall, and saw that it was silent, and his heart sank. Did Xiaoqing not take action, or did she find out that the bearded man had arrived and fled in advance?
Not daring to think too much, she withdrew her gaze, a weak look appeared on her face, and she said with tears in her eyes: "If you don't welcome me, I will leave..."

Ning Caichen saw Xiaoqing's expression and quickly opened his hands to stop Yan Chixia. He said anxiously, "Master Yan, you must have misunderstood. Put away your sword quickly. You will scare others."

Seeing this, Xiaoqing did not dare to delay at all. She rushed out, broke open the window and flew out of the temple.

Upon hearing the voice, Ning Caichen quickly turned his head and looked at the purple figure rapidly disappearing into the distance. He was stunned for a moment.

"You idiot, if you don't want to die, then stay here!" Yan Chixia snorted angrily, and leaped out, chasing after the female ghost who was fleeing rapidly.

As soon as he rushed into the woods outside the temple, countless thick roots broke out of the ground and lashed towards him like steel whips.

"Hmph!" Yan Chixia snorted coldly. He had expected this.

He stood still and stuck his sword into the ground. He raised his hands and bit through his index fingers, then drew a Tai Chi pattern on each of his palms, chanting the formula at the same time: "The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!"

He clapped his hands repeatedly, and golden palm prints appeared, roaring like thunder from the sky.

Every strike was accompanied by the most powerful and masculine force of heaven and earth. Wherever the golden palm print went, thick roots broke, the ground trembled, dust flew all over the sky, and sawdust mixed with countless fallen leaves flew everywhere.

The tree demon came out from underground in the distance. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had strange eyes. She stared at Yan Chixia intently: "Damn old Taoist priest, you ruined my good deeds again! You are really looking for death!"

After saying this, he waved his sleeves and demonic power swept out. A strong wind blew, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and countless roots like giant pythons broke out of the ground and entangled towards Yan Chixia with a roaring sound.

"I don't care if you kill bad guys, but I have to care if you kill good guys!" Yan Chixia snorted coldly, took off the sword case behind him, and slapped the sword case with his right palm wrapped in a yellow talisman, chanting: "Prajna Paramita!" With a clang, the top of the sword case opened, and a long sword emitting golden divine light soared into the sky.

Yan Chixia made a sword gesture with his hands and shouted in a low voice: "Watch out for the sword!" The sword body hummed and turned into a golden light, carrying divine power, piercing through the heavy roots and shooting towards the tree monster in the distance whose expression changed slightly.

A deep fear flashed in the eyes of the tree demon. She retracted her hands, transformed back into her original form, and instantly disappeared into the ground.

The golden sword cut through the void, piercing through the black robes. The sacred and sharp sword energy twisted, leaving behind black mist and cloth scraps all over the sky, drew a huge arc, turned around and flew back to the sword box.

Yan Chixia held the sword case with one hand, looked around with cold eyes, and said in a low voice: "Don't make plans for the two people in the temple, otherwise I will not be polite to you."

"Damn it! If it weren't for the Xuanyuan Sword, you would never have been my opponent! Just wait for me, you will pay the price for this soon!"

As the man and woman finished their words, all the roots moving in the forest shrank back into the ground, leaving only a devastated forest.

Yan Chixia frowned and checked carefully. After making sure that the tree demon had left, he put on the sword box and turned to walk towards Lanruo Temple.

At the same time, Xiahou Swordsman, who was hiding in the crown of a towering ancient tree in the distance, was so shocked that he could not recover for a long time.

He stared at Yan Chixia's back and murmured, "Is this Yan Chixia's true power? I was as ridiculous as a frog in a well before! Ignorant!"

"Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly... live?" The sacred and majestic words resounded deep in his soul.

"The meaning of life? To live?" Xiahou Swordsman's eyes were deep and he was indifferent for a while. He nodded and said, "No matter who you are, as long as you can make me stronger, I am willing to do anything."

"As you wish!" As the sacred and majestic words fell, ripples appeared in the void, and a golden scroll emerged from the void.

The scroll emitted golden runes, and a rune shaped like the ancient seal character "Yi" condensed into shape. It then shot into the center of Xiahou Swordsman's eyebrows, leaving a mysterious method in his mind.

"Save all the evil in the world, save all the sufferings of all living beings! Kill all the sufferings in the world, kill all the sufferings of all living beings, leave your name in heaven and earth, gather the incense of all the people, and you can become the righteous god of killing in heaven and earth!"

As the indifferent and majestic voice fell, the golden scroll disappeared into the void.

Xiahou Swordsman raised his hand and stroked his forehead, his eyes looking strange as he murmured, "Can the incense become a divine method? Can you become a god? Yan Chixia, wait. I will challenge you openly soon!"

He raised his head and gazed deeply at Lanruo Temple, then retracted his gaze and leaped out of the forest.

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Yan Chixia returned to the incense hall and saw Ning Caichen still standing there, staring out the window with empty eyes. It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the shock that had just happened.

He walked up to him, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said unhappily: "The scholar has come back to his senses."

Ning Caichen woke up as if from a dream, and stepped back in shock. When he saw that it was Yan Chixia, he calmed down a little. After a long while, he asked blankly, "Master Yan, are there really ghosts in the world?"

"What do you think?" Yan Chixia shook his head and said unhappily, "Use your brain next time, otherwise you will become food for monsters sooner or later." After that, he was too lazy to pay attention to this stupid scholar and walked towards the inner room.

Ning Caichen hurriedly followed, fearing that the bearded man would abandon him. He was in a state of uncertainty and did not dare to stay in the room alone.

Yan Chixia paused slightly, thought about it, and then let Ning Caichen follow him.

The two walked into the inner room and were stunned when they saw the golden scroll floating in the air.

The scroll has a simple and elegant appearance, with runes and cloud patterns on the surface. The word "Fengshen" is written on the back, emitting a sacred glow and a majestic aura, which makes people feel as if their soul is leaving their body when looking at it.

Yan Chixia came to the bedside, stared at the golden scroll in front of Wang Yi, frowned and asked: "Master Wang, what is this?"

This golden scroll looked sacred and majestic, but it gave him a bad feeling. He intuitively felt that it was not a good thing.

“The Investiture of the Gods, the core magic weapon of the incense and fire sect.” Wang Yi raised his hand and the Investiture of the Gods concealed all its divine light and turned into a ray of golden light that sank into the purple palace between his eyebrows.

"The Investiture of the Gods? Is it used to invest gods?" Yan Chixia nodded thoughtfully, frowned and said, "But why does the Investiture of the Gods give me an evil feeling?"

Wang Yi smiled and explained, "The evil you mentioned is nothing more than the soul's instinctive fear of the power of the List of Gods, just like the fear of mortals looking up at immortals."

The Investiture of the Gods was a magic weapon he specially made for the incense-burning Shinto sect. It could control the life and death of the gods and ensure the immortality of their souls.

The God List will become stronger as the strength of the gods on the list increases. It has a very high growth ceiling. The only thing it lacks now is the carrying capacity.

The reason for plotting against the Black Mountain Old Demon this time was because he had his eyes on his demon body.

Since it can be the king of the underworld, its demon body must have excellent affinity with souls.

If the Black Mountain Old Demon could be melted into the List of Gods, the problem of carrying capacity could be greatly alleviated.

Yan Chixia frowned and did not ask any more questions. He changed the subject and said, "The tree demon said something harsh when it left. I guess the Black Mountain Demon's bride-receiving team is coming soon. And if this scholar is not very useful, it's best to let him leave early to avoid losing his life in vain."

Wang Yi looked at Ning Caichen who was cowering at the door and shook his head, saying, "This scholar is useless. Give him some money and let him leave tomorrow."

Ning Caichen is not qualified to be on the Conferred God List now, and he may not be able to be on it in the future. However, he has a certain amount of luck, so he can be used as a chess piece.

Ning Caichen was confused by what he heard and asked immediately, "Didn't the tree demon get driven away? Is there still any danger?"

Yan Chixia glanced at him and reminded him, "Although the tree monster has retreated, Lanruo Temple is by no means a good place. If you want to survive, you'd better leave Lanruo Temple immediately after dawn. Of course, if you are not afraid of death, just ignore what I said."

Ning Caichen nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, thank you for your reminder, Master Yan. I will leave immediately after daybreak."

Whether it was the flying female ghost or the tree demon that fought with Hero Yan, they both demonstrated the horror of Lanruo Temple. Knowing this, he naturally would not choose to stay.

Yan Chixia nodded slightly and reminded: "If you meet a strange woman at night, remember to shout loudly. If you have nothing to do, go down and rest early. We need to discuss some private matters next."

He knew very well that the tree demon grandma would not give up, and with Master Wang's plan, Lanruo Temple was about to become the center of the storm.

For their own safety and to eliminate the hidden danger of the tree demon, they need to carefully discuss the next plan.

Ning Caichen looked timid, looked up at the two of them, and finally mustered up the courage to retreat.

(End of this chapter)