Chapter 1518 Old King Ling of Tianshi Mansion enters Tubo Temple
When King Lao Ling enters the fourth realm, his divine power will inevitably increase sharply, and even if there is any disturbance nearby, he will not be able to escape.
In order not to be noticed by the old King Ling, Jin'an fell into silence together with the statue of Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord after building the Tubo Temple.
One person and one evil god, they don't speak a word, they don't communicate with their spiritual consciousness, and they don't use their magical powers to monitor external trends.
Needless to say, Master Qing Xi is still unconscious.
Speaking of which, this is not the first time that Jin'an and Qianyan Taojun turned their statues into temples to trap people. During the siege of Bulao Mountain before, this man and the evil god had impersonated the Ersheng Tu Temple and killed Bulao Shan Shouyuan.
magic.
As the saying goes, once you are born again, you will be ripe again.
Practice makes perfect three times.
...a stick of incense...
...two sticks of incense...
Time passed slowly, and he still couldn't wait for Old King Ling to enter the Tubo Temple, and because he was worried about leaking his whereabouts, he did not release his spiritual consciousness to explore the outside world. The situation outside the Tubo Temple was completely obscured and he had no idea.
Jin An waited patiently and stood still.
The Thousand-Eyed Taoist Statue got tired of standing, and the Nezha double-headed golden boy it transformed into looked at Jin'an and winked, asking Jin'an if he should continue to wait?
The three-eyed golden boy in Jin'an remained unmoved by the changes.
After waiting for a while, the golden boy with Nezha's head began to twist his body, scratching here and there, moving back and forth.
After being stared at by the three-eyed golden boy, he became honest again.
But not long after, the golden boy with the head of Nezha once again looked at Jin An with questioning eyes, meaning whether the old King Ling is coming or not, we can't just stand like Wangfu Shi forever, right?
The three-eyed golden boy pretended not to see it.
Suddenly, there was thunder above the head, the wind howled outside the Tubo Temple, and the storm outside suddenly changed.
Then a wave of pressure came.
The three-eyed golden boy glared at the Nezha-headed golden boy. He didn't need to warn him, because the Nezha-headed golden boy was already standing still.
There is a figure wandering outside the Tubo Temple. It seems that the people outside the temple are very cautious and are hesitating and pondering. How come there is a Tubo Temple here and they are not in a hurry to come in.
As footsteps approached, people outside the temple walked into Tubo Temple, and it was none other than King Ling.
King Lao Ling's energy and spirit have been greatly sublimated. It is a kind of sublimation that is visible to the naked eye. His body is filled with divine energy, and it is no longer wrinkled and dry. Every time he exhales and exhales, there are electric snakes swimming in his mouth and nose, and the life in his body is
The energy of essence is overflowing, vigorous and very brilliant.
Even the thunder method is refined to a level far beyond what it used to be.
Even before the soul has left the body, the soul has already overflowed from the body, and its strength has greatly increased.
Before, I was watching from a distance through my spiritual eyes, but now with a closer look, I can see clearly that Old King Ling has indeed entered the fourth realm.
Unexpectedly, Old King Ling would be among the first batch to enter the fourth realm, which was surprising and made people look at him in a new light.
King Lao Ling's eyes were filled with lightning that was several feet long, and his whole body was filled with thunderous energy. Both his body and soul were full of vitality, and even every thought could create lightning sparks in the void.
The shackles of the Yang Realm have just been broken, and these strong men who have just lifted the clouds to break through are still unable to control themselves freely in a short period of time, so they can see energy storms overflowing wherever they pass.
Seeing Old King Ling's thoughts splitting lightning bolts in the void, it can be imagined that when Old King Ling faced Tubo Temple, his heart must be filled with doubts. Countless calculations were running through his mind, and his thoughts were like lightning.
When King Lao Ling entered the Tubo Temple, he first looked at the layout of the Tubo Temple. He first stared at the ancient characters on the plaque for a while, and then turned to look at the Tubo clay statue on the altar.
King Lao Ling did not stare at the Tubo clay statue for too long, and turned to look at the three golden boys and girls in the Tubo temple.
There is nothing suspicious about this Tubo temple. Even the clay statue of Tubo is as lifelike as the Tubo statue on the Loess Plain, with all the details in place.
It can be roughly inferred that the carving techniques come from the same person.
The three extra golden boys and girls are a bit suspicious. In the Tubo temple on the Loess Plain, there are only Tubo statues, but there are no golden boys and girls surrounding them.
The key point is that there are two golden boys and one jade girl. Such an unusual combination made Old Ling Wang couldn't help but look at it again and again.
They say good things come in pairs.
Folk sacrificial activities pay more attention to these auspicious meanings.
"Why three?"
"Does it mean the three talents of heaven, earth and man?"
King Lao Ling was born in the Tianshi Mansion. He was a Feng Shui master who was proficient in Feng Shui, Yi Shu, and Qimen Dunjia. His thoughts were like lightning, and he wanted to find the truth from Feng Shui Yi Shu.
While thinking about it, Old King Ling was also carefully observing the golden boys and girls one by one.
The three-eyed golden boy has a vertical mark of gold between his brows and a solemn expression. He is holding a red gourd in both hands, with the mouth of the gourd facing the temple door. There is a gold lock hanging on his chest and a golden copper coin hanging on his waist.
Next to the three-eyed golden boy stands a double-headed golden boy who resembles the image of Nezha in ancient times. This golden boy gives people the impression of a wolf looking evil.
The little Jade Girl has eyes that seem to be open but not open, and sometimes closed but not closed, giving people a drowsy feeling. The Jade Girl dozing off in front of the Tubo statue?
In short, these three golden boys and girls seem to be full of doubts.
The biggest suspicion in this Tubo Temple is the three golden boys and girls in front of me.
Old King Ling stood there and pondered for a moment. He first raised his eyes to look at the Tubo statue erected on the altar, and then released his spiritual consciousness to explore the golden boy and beautiful girl.
He did not forcibly demolish the Tubo temple and desecrate the earth as soon as he came up, nor did he use his spiritual consciousness to explore the Tubo statue. He just did not want to offend the Tubo emperor in this small underworld.
Tu Bo Jiu Yue, ruled by the underground.
As long as he is not a sinner, he will not blaspheme Tubo the Great in the underworld, because he has witnessed Tubo the Great's manifestation in the Loess Plain.
But Old King Ling never imagined that even the statue of Tubo was a magic weapon sealed by Jin'an. As a magic weapon worth 1.6 million Yin De and possessing the power of the fourth realm, it protected the three people of Jin'an in Tubo Temple.
, it is easy to cover up the auras of Jin An and the other three people.
Therefore, Old Ling Wang's spiritual exploration could not find any clues.
Unless he risked the crime of being ungrateful and smashed open the clay statue of the Golden Boy with brute force, only then could he see the true nature of it.
This is the Tubo Temple, and there is a statue of Emperor Tubo beside it. The three people from Jin'an are in the right place at the right time, and they can't blame Old King Ling for not seeing the clues.
There was a void in the back of Old King Ling's head. His thoughts were like lightning, his thoughts were colliding like tides, and violent thunder and fire were erupting. Then he saw Old King Ling turning around and walking out of Tubo Temple and leaving here.
After waiting for a long time, Old King Ling did not come back with his carbine. The Nezha-headed golden boy transformed into the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Statue was about to wink at the three-eyed golden boy transformed into Jin An when he saw Old Ling King suddenly kill him.
Made a comeback.
Because the speed was too fast, it was like a thunderstorm suddenly crashing into the Tubo Temple. The sound of wind and thunder exploded in the Tubo Temple, and sand and rocks flew behind him.
really!
These old monsters are all suspicious!
King Lao Ling held the golden compass and looked around the Tubo Temple suspiciously. However, the gods in the Tubo Temple protected and blocked the golden compass, and the golden compass still yielded no results.
King Lao Ling raised his eyes and glanced at the statue of Tu Bo, flicked his fingers in the air, and a divine light shot out, hitting the golden boy with Nezha's head who looked like a wolf.
Bang!
Half of the arm was cut off by the divine light, making a dull sound.
The timing and location of the appearance of this Tubo temple are really suspicious. King Lao Ling did not dare to demolish the statue of Tubo, so he could only attack the golden boy.
I saw that the severed arm that fell to the ground was filled with earth and rocks, and no blood flowed out. Excluding the possibility of changes in flesh and blood, the golden boy in front of me was indeed a statue of a god.
But this doesn’t make sense…
Old King Ling's frown never relaxed.
"pain!"
"I feel so much pain!"
"My hand!"
"pain!"
"pain!"
"pain!"
Suddenly, a shrill sound of pain rang out in Tubo Temple. The voice was crying and resentful.
Unexpectedly, when Old King Ling heard the cry of pain, his body trembled, a pair of tiger eyes suddenly swelled, the temperature around his body dropped rapidly, and a fierce storm rolled up.
"Yier!"
After "a few years", when I heard the voice of my youngest son again, even though he was in a high position and was canonized as a king with a different surname, he was one of the elders of the Tianshi Mansion and the old King Ling with a profound heart.
The lake is also inevitably affected, and the breath in the body is released uncontrollably, setting off a terrible storm.
"Who dares to pretend to be my son and seek death!" Old King Ling was furious. Even though his mood changed drastically, he still maintained rational thinking.
"It hurts so much!"
"Blood feud!"
"Blood feud!"
"Blood feud!"
"The person who killed me is in Wuzhou Mansion!"
"I feel so much pain!"
"I want revenge!"
The painful memory of losing his son in his later years was awakened again by his younger son's cries of pain and revenge. Bits and pieces of memories about his younger son appeared in the old King Ling's heart, and finally he was forever fixed on learning his younger son's soul card.
The day it broke.
The old King Ling still had reason in his eyes and did not go crazy: "Who killed this king's bloodline!"
"tell me!"
"Father is your bloody enemy!"
This time there was no voice to answer the old King Ling, but Tu Bo showed his holiness. The environment inside the Tu Bo temple turned into a scene of purgatory in the underworld. There were many heads on the Huangquan River in the underworld. Those were lonely ghosts who could not reincarnate and be reincarnated. They also represented the persistence of the dead.
read.
There was a wave of water in the Huangquan River, and a human head turned upside down, revealing facial features that were swollen and white from the soaking.
Even though it was badly soaked, Old King Ling could still recognize at a glance that it was his youngest son's head.
Old Ling Wang Yuan Shen used the object to pick up his youngest son's head from a distance. The soaked dead head flew into the hands of Old Ling Wang, and then the scene before his death appeared.
Wuzhou Prefecture.
Fucheng.
Many masters gathered around to hunt corpses and unravel immortals and mount stone oxen, including the golden-winged roc bird soul, the fire-trained Taoist priest, the faceless man, the flying giant centipede soul, the Rakshasa king soul...
Among them, one Yuan Shen is the most eye-catching, surpassing many Yuan Shen masters. As soon as he appears, he is extremely talented and crushes all the masters. That Yuan Shen is a god with a dragon body and a bird head, and is good at controlling thunder.
He practices the same contemplation method as Lao Ling Wang.
Old King Ling had thought about the scene before his son's death countless times. He never expected to see his youngest son in this way. Even the vicious old King Ling, who was as vicious as an old fox, was shaken at this moment. Is this a dream or a dream?
real.
Because the scene of the younger son’s spiritual battle was too real.
The spirit and form are the same as before life.
Seeing the younger son's face and form reappear, his eyes that should have been shining brightly gradually became immersed in memories and the pain of losing his son.
Boom!
The appearance of a three-headed and six-armed demon god holding the sky broke all the good memories that Old King Ling had for his young son. As soon as this spirit appeared, it overwhelmed the god with the body of a dragon and the head of a bird. He was also a master in practicing thunder, and the god with the body of a dragon and the head of a bird was obviously
Fall into disadvantage.
When he saw his youngest son fall and his soul being scattered, the calmness in Old King Ling's eyes was no longer replaced by anger.
"I recognize you!"
"The 'my surname is not Chen' who rose up in the corpse cave!"
"From now on, no matter in heaven or on earth, I will chase you to the ends of the earth and kill your nine tribes to avenge my son!"
Old King Ling doesn't care whether it is true or false in front of him. If he can find the truth about his son's death and the enemy who killed his son, it is true to him.
At this time, in the Huangquan River filled with human heads, another dead head was picked up by the big waves, revealing the severely rotten face of Little Ling Wang.
"It hurts so much! I hate it so much!"
"Father, I hate your injustice!"
"You only care about the death of my good-for-nothing brother. You don't care at all about how I died, how painful I was before my death, and who the enemy was who killed me!"
Seeing that his eldest son's head also appeared here, Old King Ling was so angry that his eyes were splitting: "If this is really the underworld, tell father who killed you two brothers!"
"Father will make them pay with blood!"
Old King Ling once again photographed objects from the air, and saw that the head of young King Ling was about to fly into his hands. Everything disappeared before his eyes, the underworld disappeared, his son's head disappeared, the Tubo temple disappeared, the Tubo statue disappeared, and only the child who lost his son in his old age was left.
The painful old King Ling stood there alone.
The hatred towards King Xiao Ling before his head disappeared echoed over and over again in his ears.
"Tell me, how did my son die!" Lao Lingwang Yuanshen came out of his body and frantically pursued him underground.
However, the turbid underground soil in the small underworld is filled with a lot of evil and filthy gases of death. The further down you go, the more difficult it becomes for the soul to escape the light, and you soon lose sight of the other party.
Old Ling Wang Yuanshen returned to the body. At this time, the aura in his body was chaotic. He lacked the excitement when he first broke through the fourth realm, and the uncanny ability to make further progress, and had more blocked thoughts.
This is a sign of knots of heart.
For Shinto masters, only if their thoughts are smooth can their practice be of endless benefit.
If your thoughts are not smooth, everything will not go smoothly.
…
Seeing that the statue of Qianyan Daojun was in danger of being exposed, at the critical moment, Jin An decisively used the Tubo statue to cover up his aura, used the 18th Earth Transformation Technique, and left underground.
"Martial Arts Corpse Immortal, it's not worth it for you to reveal your identity for the sake of my Tao Lord." The one-armed statue of the Thousand-Eyed Tao Lord sighed.
Jin An picked up the broken arm, connected it to the statue of Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord, and said coldly: "He made you suffer the pain of a broken arm, so I will let him go through the pain of losing a child twice more, and help you collect some interest.
"
"This time, I will first plant the seed of knot in Old King Ling's heart to mess with his mind. Give me a few days. When my soul recovers from the injury and my soul returns to its peak, see how I can kill Old King Ling and avenge you."
The statue of the Thousand-Eyed Taoist Lord was greatly moved: "Martial Arts Corpse Immortal, you are so good to me, you will definitely be a good person and give birth to ten sons. The Five Zang Taoist Temple will flourish and flourish in your hands..."