The sword energy actually penetrated the purple energy directly, as if it was just a shadow illusion. Ling'er, who was still a physical body just now, turned into the same illusory body after being wrapped in the purple energy.
But the sword energy didn't seem to be completely ineffective. A deep bloodstain slowly appeared on Ling'er's face, from her chin to her forehead, almost destroying one of her eyes. Her original beauty was completely ruined.
"Oh?" Lin Xin was a little surprised this time. "Did you expect that I would do something to her a long time ago?"
He looked back at Mr. Qing's body.
This guy's body was split into two, and all the internal organs in the middle, including the brain, were cut open with a sword. At this time, he slowly fell to the ground, but until he died, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
Lin Xin seemed to understand a little. This guy might have been attracting his attention from the beginning, and his plan was to send his maid away. At the last moment, his goal was achieved, and he had no other wishes.
"No wonder the little guy screamed so loudly at the end."
A large amount of demonic energy gathered in Lin Xin's body again, and he wanted to test whether this purple energy was as Mr. Qing said before, no matter what method he used, it would not work on it.
Zheng!
Suddenly, a ray of golden light shot from the side. It hit hard on the demonic energy he had gathered and directly shook it away.
"who!?"
Taking advantage of this moment, the purple energy suddenly enveloped Ling'er and disappeared suddenly, leaving the place as if teleporting.
Lin Xin threw away the magic sword and looked around at the originally peaceful and simple Vajra Temple.
Half of the main hall of the temple collapsed, all the walls were shattered, and the ground paved with bluestone slabs had holes and cracks here and there, which was horrible to look at.
To his surprise, the old monk was still sitting cross-legged in the other half of the quiet hall, in front of the golden Buddha statue, silently reciting scriptures.
"Businessman, why should you do everything you want to do if you can be generous to others?"
The old monk looked calm and said.
"The monk is kind-hearted, but to cut the grass, you have to get rid of the roots. Besides, they attacked me first. Due to circumstances and reasons, I have no need to let them live."
Lin Xin explained with the same natural expression.
"The layman has gone too far." The monk said calmly.
"It's the monk who is meddling in other people's business." Lin Xin laughed. The monk looked a little unpredictable, and he wasn't sure what kind of cultivation he had. He had just witnessed the deadly fight between him and Kun Ji, but this guy still dared to
Interference.
For a while, he couldn't grasp the details of the other party. After thinking about it for a few breaths, he finally dissipated the evil spirit from his body.
"Forget it, for the sake of the Vajra relic, let's let this matter go. Monk, just take care of yourself."
He turned around and walked in the direction he came from.
Behind him, the old monk's calm voice could be heard faintly.
"The layman is destined to be a Buddhist, and one day he will put down his butcher's knife. Unfortunately, the monk will never see that day again."
Lin Xin suddenly stopped and looked back at the old monk. The old monk had closed his eyes and was sitting in meditation, without any breath of life anymore.
"You actually passed away?"
Only then did he somewhat understand that the Buddha statue in the main hall was not unaffected, but was probably the result of the monk's exhaustion of his own cultivation and efforts to protect it.
The last time he dispersed his demonic energy just now was probably because he used up his last bit of strength, so he completely passed away.
I feel a little weird in my heart.
He also couldn't understand that these believers actually spent their lives and cultivation just to protect the Buddha statue and a person who had nothing to do with them.
"Does this mean that monks have died quickly since ancient times?"
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Black clouds suddenly rose under his feet, carrying him and flying away into the distance.
Next, now that we know that Kun Ji is the Demon King of Fanjing Mountain and has been hunted for so long, wouldn't it be too cost-effective if we don't give him a gift in return?
But before rushing to return the gift, some preparations need to be done.
The blood energy stored in the giant ray Wansha skill on the body is already insufficient, and it cannot be replenished. It absorbs other blood energy, and there are too many impurities, which hinders the body's cultivation.
"Perhaps we should get some special treasures we need."
Standing in the magic cloud, Lin Xin reached out and took out a mask and put it on his face. He put away all the tattered armor on his body and put on an armored robe that he had snatched from someone before. They were all in black, which was just right.
Meets the standard identity characteristics of a demon monk.
"On the Yuandou Demon Sect's information collection map, there should be a black market trading point nearby. You can go and have a look to see if there is anything worth buying."
Before he came out, he also found a lot of map information about the terrain and power distribution of Zhongfu from the Yuandou Demon Sect. He remembered it all in his mind.
There is a large black market trading point nearby, because it is located between the forces of the Immortal Alliance and the Red Ridge Sect. Therefore, with the exchange of supplies and mutual complementation, the black market business is getting bigger and bigger.
Moreover, there are very few rumors of trouble. It is obvious that the forces behind the black market are extremely powerful and can ensure the safety of transactions.
I sorted out the storage space on my body a little, and found many storage rings, crystals, and pockets, each containing items belonging to different monks. Some were more and some were less, but many of them were extremely precious and of little value.
Fei's high-end items.
Generally speaking, he is not interested in receiving it and carrying it with him.
After sorting and packing things one by one, he planned to change some materials and formation pens for making array disks.
At his current master-level talisman path, the fourth-level formation requires the infusion of mental energy, and a good set of talisman-making props is enough to increase the speed of talisman-making by more than half. There are also some unique and famous talisman-making props that can be made using it
The talisman equipment that comes out has other special and different abilities.
He has never delved deeply into this field.
But this time he lacked strength and vitality, so he planned to personally make a set of true fourth-grade or above formations to make up for his own shortcomings.
To make the array disk and choose the array method, he also needs a stronger array that suits him. There may be records from the Yuandou Demon Sect, but now he has no way to go back and study them.
Since there has been no news there so far, it is obvious that they are planning to give up on him.
Fourth-grade formations are generally large formations, and a small number of them can be used in portable formation disks. They all require extremely precious materials as the base, otherwise they cannot bear such strong force vibrations.
He changed his clothes in mid-air and hid his aura.
Lin Xin quickly flew towards the black market spot in his memory.
Without the pursuit of Demon King Kun Ji, he now looks much more calm and composed. The HP of the Giant Ray Wansha Gong can only be used for a dozen breaths at most. After all, using it like the previous one against Kun Ji consumes too much.
He must find a replacement.
The red flower sword also needs to be repaired.
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White clouds filled the air, and the morning light fell on the surface of the rolling mountains, giving them a faint blue glow.
The hills that were no more than a thousand meters apart were actually shining with translucent blue aura.
Several black whales, as big as elephants, slowly vibrated their shark fins and swam past the mountains, making harsh snorts from time to time.
In this land surrounded by mountains, there is a faint whirlpool of blue aura in the center.
On the outer edge of the vortex, there is a blue and translucent cyclone.
The cyclone was more than ten meters wide and dozens of meters high, with cars, horses and people constantly flowing in and out of it.
Most of the monks entering and exiting were wearing masks, black robes, and various magical instruments that concealed their aura.
Even many people's figures are completely shrouded, and even men, women, old and young cannot be distinguished.
Lin Xin was dressed in a black robe, which also shrouded himself in it, without revealing his identity at all.
Like other black-robed monks around him, he and a few new black-robed monks stood on a hill not far away, watching the blue vortex constantly flow in and out of people.
"This is the jade black market? It doesn't look like it at all. How is it different from the ordinary monk trading market?"
The three people standing not far away from Lin Xin were talking in a low voice. Because they were too close, they were captured by his powerful induction, and their voices were as clear as if they were speaking in his own ears.
"Did you go the wrong way?"
A young girl's voice whispered.
"No, we came exactly according to the marks on the map. Xiaobing, Xiaolian, you two should pay attention. This place cannot be as casual as in your own sect. You must cover up your figure and don't reveal your bottom, otherwise it is very likely that
There is a risk of death."
The leader, who seemed to be a middle-aged uncle with a mature voice, was giving instructions to the two of them carefully.
"Don't worry, Dad, we will leave immediately after buying the blood talisman props. There will be no delay. As long as we are fast enough, others will not be able to catch up in time." The young boy's voice was quite calm.
"Dad, do I still want you to teach me? Follow me obediently, talk less, watch more, and listen more!" The middle-aged man patted his son's head unhappily.
"oh"
"Let's go."
The three of them walked towards the huge blue vortex.
"You three, please stay." Suddenly a voice came from behind and called to the three of them.
The voice sounded like that of a male, young in age.
The three of them stopped at the same time, turned around, and saw a slightly taller man in black robe walking over and standing at a safe distance not far away.
"Are you three new to the black market? Do you need anything? I, Old Wu, know everything here. You can directly consult me on anything. You may not know what you want to buy, the price, and the place. This jade black market actually has restrictions and rules.
Got in.
Ordinary people, hey, can't touch the doorway, and may not even be able to find the main entrance. And only by truly entering the black market can you find those special items that have been screened out and are not allowed to be sold in the market."
The man's babbling words immediately caught the attention of these three people.
Not only the three of them, but also Lin Xin and a man in black robes were attracted to their attention.
It seemed that he had achieved his goal and successfully attracted the attention of the people around him. The man in black robe turned his hand, and a small red badge suddenly appeared.
"To be honest with you, this jade black market is only a jade market in name, and the goods traded are ordinary goods, which can also meet the requirements of ordinary monks.
But for customers with high demand, it is not enough. And the way to enter the black market is to get the red smoke stone in my hand."
"Red smoke stone? How come I have never heard of this stone?" The man in black robe approaching asked in a deep voice, his voice was sharp, and it was difficult to distinguish the male from the male. (To be continued.)