After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 406: Little Devil Discusses Immortal Arts

"What's the use of blessing?" Mo Lin asked the guide in front of him.

"With the blessing of the old immortal, all your wishes will come true in Xihai City." The guide snorted coldly.

Mo Lin doesn't believe it.

May all wishes come true?
Even if a real god came, he couldn't be so powerful, right?

If you have the ability, let Mo Lin find the Tianwang Temple immediately.

The words in Mo Lin's heart just fell.

Then the expression on Merlin's face disappeared.

Through the far left side of the sedan, Mo Lin really saw the Temple of the Heavenly King.

It's just a very small temple.

A wooden door with a plaque on it.

The paint on the lettering on the door was peeling off.

Such a coincidence?
What I just thought about in my mind, I actually saw the Tianwang Temple behind me?
At the same time, Mo Lin and Zhu Ci looked at each other.

"This old immortal is a bit weird." Zhu Ci seemed to have discovered something unusual.

Mo Lin didn't think any more and walked slowly towards the Tianwang Temple in the distance.

"All wishes come true? If you are really that powerful, let me learn the magic."

Merlin muttered to himself.

If Mo Lin really learns the magic.

Mo Lin really admires that old immortal.

“It can’t be this magical.”

Zhu Ci complained, "He must be a charlatan, a liar."

Then the two of them walked into the Heavenly King Hall.

A strong smell of earth fills the air.

The Tianwang Temple has a yellow mud floor and there is not even any cement on the ground.

Wooden door sill.

When you enter the Tianwang Temple, you can see the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Maybe it’s because it’s been a long time since this temple has been repaired.

The paint on the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings inside is peeling.

Earthy tones.

There is no temple keeper here.

Very simple style.

Main hall and side hall.

Mo Lin came to the main hall.

There is an unburned incense stick.

Facing you are the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Now that he was there, Mo Lin was very polite and offered some incense, then kowtowed and knelt down.

These are all basic etiquette.

Mo Lin even donated a hundred paper money as incense money.

It doesn't look like there's any magic hidden here.

After burning incense, it was already dark outside.

Mo Lin was too lazy to go out and find a hotel, so he just slept here for the night.

There was a knock on the door outside the temple.

The sound was urgent.

Mo Lin wanted to get up to check the situation, but then he realized that he couldn't get up even if he used all his strength.

This situation is also known as sleep paralysis.

But Mo Lin now has the strength of a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal, yet he still suffers such a situation.

The consciousness is clear, but the body cannot move.

Mo Lin heard the sound of wind outside, and then felt the door of the temple open.

There were footsteps.

Mo Lin could only listen to the footsteps and could do nothing.

"Is this Merlin?"

"I heard that this guy seems to be here to learn immortal arts."

"It seems that he doesn't know where the immortal technique is."

"In fact, as long as you smash the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings, you can learn the immortal arts."

"Shh, keep your voice down. What if Mo Lin hears you?"

"If this guy really learns the magic, wouldn't that be a bad thing?"

It sounded like two ghosts were talking.

I just don't know why they know Mo Lin's name.

Then the sound gradually faded away.

Mo Lin suddenly woke up.

When Mo Lin woke up, it was daybreak.

Zhu Ci had woken up a long time ago. He sat on a mat beside him, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Did you hear any ghosts talking yesterday?" Mo Lin asked Zhu Ci.

"Ghost? No." Zhu Ci answered Mo Lin truthfully. He slept soundly last night and never heard of any ghosts.

So strange?
Zhu Ci and Mo Lin were in the same room. Mo Lin heard the conversation between the ghosts, but Zhu Ci didn’t hear it?

"Were you the one who did all this last night?" Mo Lin asked Zhu Ci.

Zhu Ci had a face full of question marks.

"What? I slept well yesterday. I didn't do anything."

So strange?
Mo Lin looked at the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings and felt puzzled.

"I heard two ghosts talking yesterday. They said that as long as we smash the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings, we can obtain immortal arts." Mo Lin asked Zhu Ci.

"How is this possible? Is this just a dream?
What you think about during the day you dream about at night? "

Zhu Ci asked Mo Lin in confusion.

"I don't know."

"You are the Thirteen Colors Red Dust Immortal, and you also have the Five Internal Organs Hiding Ghost Technique. How could any little ghost dare to appear in front of you?"

Zhu Ci obviously didn't believe Mo Lin's words.

Judging from his behavior, he didn't seem to be lying.

What happened last night had nothing to do with him.

Mo Lin was in no hurry to leave.

Mo Lin chose to stay here for another night.

See what's going on.

Mo Lin did not fall asleep that night.

There was another knock on the door outside the temple.

Mo Lin wanted to open the door, but his body was unable to move.

What happened yesterday happened again today.

Then the door of the temple was blown open by the wind.

Two little ghosts walked in.

For some reason, Mo Lin's intuition was that two little ghosts came in.

"Why hasn't this guy learned the magic yet?"

"They probably feared that if they smashed the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings, disaster would happen, so they dared not smash the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings."

"A poor man has low aspirations. He can't learn immortal arts."

“Actually, there’s no need to smash the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings.

As long as you move the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings away, you will be able to learn the immortal arts."

"Shhhhh, keep your voice down. What if he's not asleep and has really learned some magic?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I was rash. Let's go quickly."

After the sound disappeared, Mo Lin woke up.

Mo Lin glanced outside and saw the dawn.

It's morning already.

Weird things have been happening these past two days.

Two little ghosts appeared and discussed magic.

Mo Lin looked at Zhu Ci standing aside.

So Mo Lin told Zhu Ci everything.

This time, Zhu Ci listened very carefully.

"It's strange. Maybe those two little devils have bad intentions and are deliberately trying to trick you."

These are all Zhu Ci's guesses.

Mo Lin thought the same thing, so he never acted rashly.

Mo Lin followed Zhu Ci out for a walk to see if they could find any useful clues.

The two did not return to Tianwang Temple until the afternoon.

As soon as he came back, Mo Lin was shocked by the Temple of Heavenly King in front of him.

The statues of the four heavenly kings were moved.

Could it be that Mo Lin left and someone came to move the statue?

And that person learned the magic?
Mo Lin and Zhu Ci looked at each other at this time.

"what's the situation?"

Zhu Ci quickly explained to Mo Lin: "Mo Lin, this matter has nothing to do with me.

I didn't move the statue, nor did I steal any magic."

Mo Lin only told Zhu Ci about what happened yesterday.

In the blink of an eye, the statue here was moved.

Is it really such a coincidence?
"It really has nothing to do with me."

Zhu Ci explained again.

Molin decided not to sleep tonight and see what would happen.

Two little ghosts actually came to play tricks on him, the Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal?

Mo Lin's body suddenly jolted.

He agreed not to sleep, but for some reason, he fell asleep.

And it was still the knocking on the door that woke him up.

(End of this chapter)