Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 178 Ancient Ruins, Buddhist Relics

A few months later, a piece of bombshell news was like a thunderclap that exploded out of nowhere, causing a huge wave of shock in the world of immortal cultivation in Chaos Star Sea.

The headquarters of the Liulian Palace was razed to the ground. What was even more shocking was that the three Yuanying stage supreme elders of the Liulian Palace were all killed!

These three supreme elders are well-known and renowned in the world of immortal cultivation in Chaos Star Sea.

The appearance of any one of them can make all the immortal cultivation forces in awe, and they are usually high and mighty and majestic.

Now they are dead at the same time. No one knows who is this super strong person who has such a miraculous ability to kill three Nascent Soul cultivators at once!
These three were the pillars of the Sixth Palace. When they died, those forces that had grudges against the Sixth Palace secretly rejoiced. While lamenting the impermanence of life, they secretly planned how to divide the territory and resources left by the Sixth Palace.

Once the news spread, the cultivators in the market no longer focused on buying and selling magic weapons and elixirs. Instead, they gathered in groups of two or three to discuss the matter enthusiastically. For a time, all kinds of opinions were rampant and emerged one after another.

In Tianxing City, on the top of the holy mountain, clouds and mist are curling, and rich spiritual energy is spreading everywhere, just like a fairyland on earth.

In a magnificent hall, a man and a woman sat steadily in the main seats. They were the famous and awe-inspiring Twin Saints of the Stars.

The man's name was Ling Xiaofeng. He was wearing a white brocade robe embroidered with gold patterns and looked to be in his early forties.

His face was firm and stern, and he carried an air of majesty without even getting angry. His thick eyebrows were like sharp swords drawn from their sheaths, and his eyes revealed the calmness and wisdom that came from years of experience, which made people feel awe when they looked at him.

The woman was Wen Qing, who looked like a peerless beauty in her mid-twenties, with skin as white as snow and black hair as smooth as a mountain waterfall. A few strands of hair gently brushed against her cheeks, adding a touch of gentleness and charm to her.

She has a graceful figure and exudes an innate dignity and cool temperament, just like a fairy from the Moon Palace who has come down to earth. She is so beautiful that people dare not approach her easily for fear of desecrating this beauty.

Below, an old man in gray stood respectfully with a solemn expression. He spoke slowly, "Two Saints, this is how the matter unfolded."

"what?"

Ling Xiaofeng's face was filled with shock. He couldn't help but stand up with a jerk. His voice rose in disbelief, "Lin Fan has only been in the Nascent Soul stage for a little over ten years. How could he have killed three Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time at the Six-Link Palace headquarters? One of them was a mid-stage cultivator?"

Wen Qing was also surprised, a hint of deep thought flashed across her beautiful eyes, and she wondered in her heart: What is the origin of this Lin Fan?

This person seemed to appear out of thin air, and no information about him could be found. When he appeared, he was already in the late Jindan stage. In just a few years, he broke through to the Yuanying stage. Now his combat power is even more astonishing and terrifying. Even the couple, when they were in the early Yuanying stage, were far inferior to this person.

Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng were both wondering whether Lin Fan's appearance was a blessing or a curse for Xinggong. Ever since the destruction of Liulian Palace, this person had disappeared without a trace.

Three months passed in a flash, and after a long journey, Lin Fan appeared near a mysterious mountain.

This place is close to the edge of the Inner Star Sea. During the half month of traveling, Lin Fan didn't even see the shadow of a cultivator, which is enough to show how desolate and lonely this area is.

The ancient ruins are hidden nearby. Lin Fan has just arrived here. At this moment, he is concentrating on finding the exact location of the ruins.

Lin Fan's fingertips moved nimbly as he quickly formed a spell. In an instant, his majestic and powerful consciousness surged out like a surging and endless tide.

This divine consciousness was like an extremely sophisticated and high-end detector, spreading out in an orderly manner into the distance, leaving no corner untouched.

Time passed quietly, and after about half a cup of tea, Lin Fan's consciousness finally caught a hint of abnormality. Thirty miles away to the east, there was an indescribable weirdness.

Whenever his spiritual sense swept across that area, it would always be inexplicably diverted or inexplicably ignored, as if there was a mysterious and powerful unknown force that was secretly blocking and interfering with the in-depth exploration of his spiritual sense, as if the area was shrouded in an invisible fog.

The spiritual power around Lin Fan surged wildly. In an instant, he turned into a dazzling golden light and flew towards the abnormal place at lightning speed, as fast as a meteor streaking across the sky.

The thirty-mile journey was completed in a flash at this high-speed flight.

As soon as he landed, Lin Fan didn't believe in evil and released his spiritual sense to explore again without hesitation. Sure enough, as soon as his spiritual sense touched that area, it was inexplicably diverted away by an invisible force.

Now, Lin Fan was certain that this was the place, there was no doubt about it!
Lin Fan opened his lips slightly and gently spit out seven golden and dazzling flying swords. As soon as the flying swords left his mouth, they made a low "buzzing" sound, and the sword bodies emitted a cold and sharp sword energy, as if they were eager for a battle.

Then, his hands moved rapidly, and he made precise sword gestures. In an instant, the seven flying swords shone brightly. The sword bodies, which were originally about one foot long, expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, expanded to a size of more than ten feet, like seven giant swords holding up the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the seven flying swords seemed to be pulled by a powerful mysterious force, circling and intertwining rapidly in the air, and finally merged into one, condensing into a more majestic and dazzling giant sword. Runes flickered on the sword body, exuding a terrifying and powerful aura.

Lin Fan's eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed tightly on the air shrouded by the mysterious power. He suddenly shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, and drove the giant sword, carrying a majestic momentum of destroying the world, and slashed it fiercely.

"boom!"

A loud bang shook the heaven and earth, as if dull thunder exploded in the ears, making the eardrums hurt.

The originally calm void suddenly began to ripple, like a lake with a huge rock thrown into it, which could not calm down for a long time. Then, a strange scene appeared. A golden light shield slowly emerged in the air.

The light shield is golden all over, with runes flickering and flowing on the surface. If you look closely, you can see countless mysterious and complex patterns engraved on it, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if telling a long-forgotten history.

Lin Fan took a closer look and blurted out, "Vajra Thunder Prison Cage Formation!"

"Why is it this formation?"

Lin Fan frowned and whispered to himself, his tone full of astonishment and solemnity.

Although this formation is not among the ten ancient taboos, in terms of difficulty and trickiness, it is no less difficult than those top-level ancient taboos.

It seems that this is destined to be a long, arduous and difficult battle.

The method of breaking the formation now before Lin Fan is either to rely on his own unparalleled strength to instantly burst out with a terrifying force that is enough to break through the defense of the formation and force a breakthrough.

Or you have to rely on brute force to gradually deplete the energy of the formation. This process is long and arduous, requiring great patience and perseverance.

Lin Fan did not hesitate any longer. He quickly made hand gestures with his hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged and gathered, continuously pouring into the magic weapon.

In an instant, the Seven Star Swords - Tianshu Sword, Tianxuan Sword, Tianji Sword, Tianquan Sword, Yuheng Sword, Kaiyang Sword, and Yaoguang Sword, with their sharp sword energy and dazzling light, all launched a violent attack towards the golden light shield like a storm.

"Boom!"

The loud noises were deafening, as if they were going to shatter the heaven and earth.

Under this crazy bombardment, ripples appeared on the surface of the golden light shield, and runes began to flash violently, but it was still a long way from breaking the formation. It seemed close at hand, but in fact it was out of reach.

Time flies by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, a year has passed quietly.

During this year, Lin Fan was immersed in a tough confrontation with the formation. His spiritual power was exhausted many times and he had to stop his offensive, sit cross-legged and meditate to recover his magic power.

After a long year of continuous consumption, the formation shield that was once as strong as a wall of iron and steel is now only a thin layer left. It is as fragile as a layer of window paper, as if it can be blown away by the breeze at any time and is vulnerable to any attack.

It was easy to see that they were within reach of successfully breaking the formation, and the dawn of victory was looming ahead. Sure enough, a few days later, Lin Fan mobilized the surging spiritual energy within him and once again activated the Seven Star Sword.

The seven sharp swords, with overwhelming force, roared and slammed towards the remaining shield.

A loud "bang" was heard, like a spring thunder that shook the earth, shaking the world that had been silent for a long time.

The protective shield, as thin as a cicada's wing, collapsed instantly under this fierce blow, turning into countless golden spots of light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

As the formation shattered, a deep and dark cave slowly emerged, and a mysterious atmosphere filled the entrance.

Lin Fan looked alert. He raised his hand and slapped the storage bag hard. A flash of light passed by, and the ancient and heavy Tianxuan Shield appeared steadily in his palm.

His fingertips moved rapidly, he muttered something, and made a series of mysterious spells, summoning the Tianxuan Shield and hanging it steadily in front of him.

This magic weapon is his life-saving reliance. The shield is engraved with complex runes and radiates a deep luster. It can withstand many fatal attacks. If there is any sudden danger later, it will definitely play a key protective role.

Then, Lin Fan took out a fluorescent stone from his storage bag. The stone was warm to the touch, and there was a faint glow on the surface. He slowly injected his spiritual power into it.

In an instant, the fluorescent stone shone brightly, like a small sun, emitting a dazzling light, illuminating the originally dim passage as bright as day.

Lin Fan squinted his eyes and adjusted himself to the bright light before he slowly walked towards the depths of the cave with steady and powerful steps.

The passage was not long, about ten feet in distance. Lin Fan soon reached the end. The view in front of him suddenly opened up, and a hall about ten feet square appeared.

The hall was filled with an old and decayed smell, the ground was covered with thick dust, and weeds were growing wildly in the corners.

Lin Fan glanced around and saw a few stone benches and stone tables placed in the hall, all of which looked simple and rough. Apart from that, there were no other conspicuous objects. The hall looked empty and deserted.

Lin Fan was not satisfied with this. He continued to look deeper with a burning gaze.

As expected, there were several stone chambers at the back of the hall. He was delighted. There was a training room, a spirit beast room, a treasure room, an alchemy room, a medicine garden, and even a bedroom...

Lin Fan was filled with hope and walked quickly. The first place he went to was naturally the medicine garden.

The images of various rare spiritual plants kept appearing in his mind. If there really were thousand-year-old elixirs or miraculous medicines passed down from ancient times, he would be rich!
With these natural treasures, refining the best elixir would be a piece of cake. Then, just by taking it, his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds. Maybe he could even increase his cultivation by one level at a time. It was not impossible. Just thinking about this prospect made his blood boil.

Arriving in front of the stone chamber in the medicine garden, Lin Fan's expression changed, his spiritual energy surged, and he raised his hand to command the Seven Star Sword to launch an attack.

In an instant, the seven sharp swords shone brightly, carrying sharp sword energy, like seven golden lightning bolts, and slammed towards the formation in the stone chamber.

"Boom!"

Loud noises continued, causing dust to fly all around. In just a few breaths, the seemingly solid medicine garden formation collapsed under the bombardment of the Seven Star Sword.

Lin Fan couldn't wait to step in, but the scene before him made him freeze in place, and the joy in his heart shattered like bubbles in an instant.

All I saw was weeds growing wildly in the garden, densely intertwined with each other, and there was no trace of any magical medicine at all.

Lin Fan's face was filled with disappointment and he sighed heavily. He was so happy for nothing. He had thought that he could obtain rare treasures here to help improve his cultivation, but he didn't expect this to be the result.

Lin Fan was filled with disappointment and shook his head helplessly. He turned and left the deserted medicine garden, ready to explore the next stone chamber.

He hurried to the treasure room, with a glimmer of expectation still in his heart. As soon as he stepped in, his eyes were attracted by the objects emitting faint light in the room. There were indeed some treasures hidden here.

But when he reached out his hand to touch it with joy, the treasure turned into ashes at his fingertips with a few "rustling" sounds. The erosion of time was too ruthless, and the long time had weathered all these precious things.

With a bit of melancholy, Lin Fan came to the spirit beast room again. As expected, the room was empty. There was no trace of any spirit beast, not even a trace of animal breath could be detected.

Then he walked into the alchemy room. The room was filled with the smell of old medicine. There were a few ancient bottles placed in the corner. His eyes lit up and he hurried forward to pick up and check.

However, the power of time was too strong, and the spiritual power of the elixir in the bottle was almost dissipated, making it impossible to tell what the elixir was originally.

Lin Fan thought to himself that it seemed he could only wait until he returned and use the powerful cultivation ability of the Qiankun Creation Cauldron to try to awaken the medicinal power of these pills, and then see if he could get a surprise.

Right now, the only rooms left were the bedroom and the practice room. After pondering for a moment, Lin Fan decided to go to the practice room first to take a look.

He stood in front of the stone door of the training room, quickly made hand gestures with his hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged towards the stone door like a surging tide.

"Boom", after a sound like an earth-shaking movement, the stone door slowly opened, and a stale and decayed smell blew in.

Lin Fan looked closely and saw a human-shaped skeleton sitting on the cushion in the center of the room.

The skeleton is crystal clear all over, like a carefully carved jade, and faintly reveals a faint golden glow. It is particularly conspicuous in the dim training room. There is an exquisite storage bag tied around its waist, exuding a mysterious aura.

Adhering to the principle of being cautious, Lin Fan did not dare to take it lightly.

His fingertips moved nimbly as he quickly made hand gestures. In an instant, several blazing fireballs condensed in his hands.

With a whoosh, several fireballs, accompanied by rolling heat waves, flew towards the skeleton.

As the fireball touched the skeleton, it burst into flames. Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream suddenly rang out. The sound was so sharp and piercing, as if it came from the Netherworld, making people shudder.

As soon as the words fell, the originally dead skeleton trembled violently, and a gray shadow that seemed to be substantial shot out from it.

When he got a clear look at the shadow, he saw it was a human figure in a ragged monk's robe, floating towards Lin Fan, shouting, "Finally, someone is here! I can finally see the light of day again!"

As he shouted, he burst into a crazy laughter, which echoed all around, sounding particularly eerie.

Lin Fan took a closer look and realized that it was a wisp of the other party's soul.

Lin Fan's expression was stern as he rapidly formed a spell with his fingers. In an instant, lightning flashed in his palm, and a ball of lightning condensed into shape. It was the intermediate spell - the Thunder Curse.

Without hesitation, he threw the thunder ball towards the spirit. There was a loud "bang", as if thunder had exploded. Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream pierced the sky.

In just a blink of an eye, the soul was enveloped by the violent lightning, instantly turned into ashes, and dissipated into nothingness, leaving only a dead and silent void.

After burning, the skeleton finally turned into a golden stone. Lin Fan stretched out his hand and gently waved it. The stone flew automatically to his palm as if it was pulled by an invisible silk thread.

Lin Fan gently picked up the golden stone between his fingertips, and felt a warmth in his hand, as if there were bursts of Buddhist chanting, which made people feel calm. This turned out to be a Buddhist relic!
(End of this chapter)