I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 25: Brother, the third soul is lost!
Lao Lu Temple is neither small nor big, covering an area of ​​no more than 20 mu. After removing the pavilions and towers, there is only enough space left to stand.

More than thirty independent cultivators were scattered among them, and the ground was filled with people.

It is not easy to seize the opportunity and find the Daoyuan Talisman.

In fact, many people had already seen through Lu Wujiu's plan, but things had come to this point and there was nothing they could do. It was absolutely impossible to ask them to withdraw at this time.

As for enduring the boy's test... they are used to being independent cultivators, so how can they stand being disciplined and doing menial tasks?
The most important thing is that the Daoyuan test does not consider martial power or literary talent, but to a certain extent depends on opportunity.

This gives many people an inexplicable sense of luck.

What if they are the destined ones?
If Lao Lu Temple does not give his disciples a list and grant them the Dao in the end despite such a grand ceremony to recruit them, the reputation that it has accumulated over a hundred years will be completely destroyed.

As for the shining Daoyuan Talisman, can it be hidden?
This point has been subconsciously ignored by many people, who subconsciously think that as long as they are quick and can cover it with clothes, they can completely hide the talisman.

With a hope of getting away with it, everyone searched nervously while keeping an eye on the people around them, their nerves tense to the extreme.

As time passed, the wandering cultivators almost turned the Lao Lu Temple upside down.

Some people even lifted up every floor tile under their feet to take a look, but even so, they still found nothing.

This made many people increasingly anxious!
"Damn it, we've already found everything we need to find. Are you kidding me?"

Liu Laoer was a little angry and kept complaining.

"Be careful what you say, be careful what you say!"

"You're even more talkative than me... Tell me, could this fate talisman be hidden in a rat hole?"

He does not mean that.

Liu Laosan's heart moved: "It's really possible!"

Liu Lao Er was stunned: "Ah? How...how do I find this?"

Liu Laosan narrowed his eyes. "It seems that this is not only a two-peaches-kill-three-warriors tactic, but also a test of our abilities. You protect me while I leave my body to take a look."

Liu Lao Er looked up at the bright sun and asked, "Is it okay?"

Liu Laosan said: "It's okay to avoid the sun!"

"Fine!"

Liu Laosan then found a shady place, sat cross-legged, and began to search along the cracks in the shadows while his spirit left his body.

Naturally, his actions could not be hidden from the other wandering cultivators.

At this point, many people have realized that the place where the Daoyuan Talisman is hidden is definitely not an ordinary place. It is probably impossible to find it without using some magical powers.

For a moment, all the scattered cultivators were like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing off their magical powers.

Of course, there are more people who are at a loss.

These people, having learned some cultivation techniques from nowhere and inhaled and exhaled a little bit of primordial energy, dared to call themselves cultivators. They might be able to fool the ignorant folks in the countryside, but when they stood before the true cultivators, they paled in comparison.

Therefore, watching others display their magical powers, they were filled with envy and jealousy, and even more eager to be listed in the list and seek the great Dao. They could not help but feel evil and kept their eyes on those who had achieved out-of-body experience. If anyone took the Dao Fate Talisman, they would start to snatch it away.

After Liu Laosan left his body, he followed the cracks in the shadows and searched countless places. He found a lot of green copper coins, but he didn't find the Daoyuan Talisman.

He recalled the old Luguan where he had once possessed a hunting falcon and had a bird's-eye view. His heart moved and his spirit went to the backyard.

His eyes suddenly fell on the three graves in the backyard.

Perhaps because it was a burial place, almost no wandering cultivators came here. Even if they did, they would just search it quickly and then leave.

So there is no one here.

He felt something in his heart and sank into the grave.

To his surprise, there was no coffin in the grave, only a straw mat wrapped around the body, which looked shabby and unrestrained.

He walked around the corpse and immediately found a book in Master Li's arms.

Book?
Under what circumstances would books be buried as a sacrifice?
When Liu Laosan began to have doubts, his soul had already slipped through the gap and entered the pages of the book, intending to see if there was a Daoyuan Talisman hidden inside.

Unexpectedly, the moment he entered the book, the world froze.

The cramped and dark tomb disappeared.

A towering mountain shrouded in mist stands before your eyes. At your feet is a narrow path that leads deep into the mountain, and a stone archway stands in front of the mountain.

……

At this time, Liu Lao Er stood behind his third brother, looking around vigilantly. The three Liu brothers' notoriety made many well-known casual cultivators afraid and dared not approach.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Liu Laoer became a little annoyed.

He was not good at leaving the body, but he also knew that the soul could not leave the body for too long, and it was best to come back once in a while. Otherwise, it would be very easy to get into trouble.

This time, the third brother's out-of-body stay lasted significantly longer.

Just as he was wondering whether to shout a few times, an angry roar suddenly came: "Who? Who killed Lao Chen?"

The sound was like thunder, attracting countless eyes in an instant.

Then he saw a middle-aged monk with a flushed face and a pair of bloodshot eyes, looking at everyone in the field fiercely.

A wandering cultivator pointed at the figure sitting cross-legged behind him and said:

"Isn't Old Chen fine?"

"Bullshit! Look carefully! Old Chen's incense is out!"

The cultivators then discovered that in front of the cross-legged figure, there was a long-extinguished incense stick that was lit.

The incense that attracts the spirits is the incense that attracts the spirits and souls. If it is extinguished, the spirits and souls will be in great danger!
At this moment, everyone suddenly realized.

Many people hurriedly called out to their companions, but found that several of them were unable to call upon their souls.

Liu Lao Er's face turned pale. He suddenly turned his head to look at his third brother. That calm face made him tentatively shout in a trembling voice: "Third brother? Third brother?!"

The shouts mixed in with the shouts that came one after another, and seemed vague.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick up the third brother, but he was afraid that the third brother's soul would come back and not be able to find his body, so his outstretched hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

He was at a loss as to what to do, and suddenly he shouted:
"Brother! Brother!"

The Lao Lu Temple is not very big, and even with its winding corridors, it is only separated by a few walls.

Boss Liu heard it.

He stood up with a serious expression, looking at the chaos not far away, his eyes fixed on the monks who dared to approach.

If he guessed correctly, someone must have found the Daoyuan Talisman and deliberately killed people to create chaos and lure away the people who were waiting outside the ancestral temple.

If you leave now, all your efforts will be wasted.

His teeth were shattered, his face flushed red, and he ignored the second brother's cries.

"Brother—Brother—"

"Brother, the third soul is lost, come quickly!"

"The third soul is lost!"

"Big brother-"

The cries became more and more urgent and louder, even with a tearful tone.

Boss Liu's bloodshot eyes were swollen, and he stared at the crowd wandering not far away like a mad beast.

He didn't know whether to give up and check on the third child;

Just keep gritting your teeth and holding on.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he saw the second child carrying the third child, rushing towards him with tears on their faces.

"Damn it, are you deaf?! The third soul is lost, did you hear it?!"

Before he could finish his words, a fist as big as a bowl came crashing down on him.

Boss Liu suppressed his instinct to dodge and took the punch, falling to the ground with a thud. However, his eyes swept across the courtyard gate, fearing that someone would break in at this moment.

Liu Lao Er was about to rush over and beat him up, but Liu Lao Da dodged with a tumble and angrily shouted, "Shut up! Someone is trying to take advantage of the situation. I'm avenging Lao San!"

Liu Laoer was stunned, looking at his elder brother with bloodshot eyes, and finally took a step back.

The two brothers stood at the door, like door gods, staring at the Taoist temple which was becoming increasingly chaotic.

But no one came near!
I don’t know if it’s because of their bad reputation or because no one has found the Daoyuan Talisman.

"Damn it! I think that pretty boy did it! The third brother got into trouble in his temple, and I want him to pay with his life!"

Liu Laoer couldn't stay there any longer and turned around to rush into the yard.

Unexpectedly, there was a sound of breaking air, and a dagger with a cold light flashed, and with a "puff" sound, it pierced into Liu Laosan's back.

An angry shout echoed throughout the Taoist temple.

"The Dao Yuan Talisman is in Liu Lao Er's hands. They are playing a trick on us!!!"

(End of this chapter)