After leaving Jian Tiansi's office, Lin Ji stood alone on the street, feeling a little confused.
Holding the Yuxing Token in his hand, from today on, he is a fifth-grade Yuxing Officer.
Traveling to various parts of Jiuzhou, you have to bow respectfully when you see him, including the county magistrate of every county, and even the chief constable of a prefectural city.
"This is too baffling. Don't I just want to eat and die in Qingyang County? How come it's only been half a year and I'm already at level 5?"
Lin Ji found that the current situation was completely different from what he had imagined.
He had no intention of becoming a high official, and he only practiced for self-preservation.
All kinds of inexplicable things happened in the past six months, which pushed him forward.
"That's all, I don't want to think about this anymore. If the hidden dangers in me are not eliminated, I will not be able to sit even if I am given the position of emperor."
With a bit of melancholy, Lin Ji arrived outside the small courtyard in the east of the city.
Speaking of which, Lei Bao arranged this small courtyard for him.
Thinking of Lei Bao, Lin Ji suddenly felt a little sad again.
Although he had not dealt with Lei Bao many times, Lin Ji was not disgusted with this person, and it was difficult for him to be disgusted with generous people.
But such a capital police chief, who could be considered a figure anywhere, died in mysterious circumstances.
Lin Ji thought again of what Gao Qunshu said before leaving that day.
"In the eyes of high-level monks, people like me and Lei Bao are just chess pieces that can be killed with ease?"
Gao Qunshu's nonchalant look that day really left too many shadows in Lin Ji's heart.
It shouldn't be like this.
Even if you are a monk, you should not rely on your cultivation to be unscrupulous.
It’s impossible for Gao Qunshu not to understand this truth! Because this rule was set by the Supervisor Tiansi to the monks all over the world. As the head of the Supervisor Tiansi, how could Gao Qunshu not understand?
But he just did it, relying on his monstrous cultivation, doing it without any guilt, and doing it openly.
Extremely ironic and candid!
"Until now, Supervisor Tiansi has never issued a wanted order for Gao Qunshu, haha."
Obviously, when the target exceeds a certain limit, even Supervisor Tiansi will choose to swallow his anger.
Before this incident, Lin Ji naively felt that because of the existence of Supervisor Tiansi, cultivation might not be respected in this world, and no matter how powerful a monk was, he should always be restrained.
But now, Lin Ji realized that he was so wrong.
"In the final analysis, it still comes down to cultivation. If I reach the seventh realm, who would dare to plot against me again?"
Thinking of this, Lin Ji had secretly made up his mind.
In the following days, one is to find a way to remove the black energy from the body, and the other is to work hard to improve his cultivation level.
He was fed up with this feeling of being plotted against for no apparent reason.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the small courtyard.
"Why is Donor Lin looking so sad?"
The door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and Master Xingchi stood in the courtyard, looking at Lin Ji with a smile.
Lin Ji was stunned and glanced around to make sure he was not going the wrong way.
"Why is the master in the courtyard?"
"Waiting for the donor." Master Xingchi said with his hands clasped together.
Lin Ji walked into the small courtyard and saw that Master Xingchi had even made tea.
Lin Ji didn't know what to say for a moment when he came so uninvited.
"Master, what do you want from me?"
"Come to say thank you."
"Why are you saying thank you?" Lin Ji was a little confused.
"The long-cherished wish of my master has been fulfilled." Master Xingchi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the smile on his face faded a little.
Seeing this scene, Lin Ji had some enlightenment in his heart.
"Master Zhang Mi has...?"
"Yes, just yesterday, my master died together with that evil Buddha."
"Condolences."
Master Xingchi shook his head: "This has been my master's long-cherished wish for thousands of years. Now that my wish has come true, this is a good thing."
Lin Ji silently felt a little weird in his heart.
According to Master Xingchi, Master Zhang Mi’s death can be considered a joyful mourning?
This was a family matter, and Lin Ji didn't want to ask any more questions.
But seeing Master Xingchi, Lin Ji suddenly remembered what was happening to him.
The black energy in his body is the trick of the evil Buddha Mi Zhang. Zhang Mi and Mi Zhang are from the same body, and Xing Chi is Zhang Mi's disciple.
"Master, I was tricked by the evil Buddha in Longshou Land that day. You see..."
"The poor monk already knows it. This is also the second thing the poor monk came here to do." Master Xingchi sighed softly, "That is the evil Buddha seal."
"Evil Buddha Seal?" Lin Ji raised his eyebrows.
Master Xingchi closed his eyes and recalled: "Master once told me about this, probably more than a hundred years ago, when he was still traveling in Xiangzhou, also to track the traces of the evil Buddha, and then the two of them came together
We met at a temple called Leiyun Temple."
"Leiyun Temple? Where does the evil Buddha seal come from?" Lin Ji quickly asked.
Master Xingchi nodded slightly: "When my master rushed to Leiyun Temple, the whole gate of Leiyun Temple had been slaughtered by the evil Buddha. Later, during the fight with the evil Buddha, he learned that the evil Buddha went for the evil Buddha's seal.
"
Having said this, Master Xingchi looked at Lin Ji.
"The evil Buddha Seal intercepts people's vitality and uses it for their own use. It can be regarded as an evil method among evil methods."
"But isn't the evil Buddha already dead?" Lin Ji was puzzled.
The evil Buddha is dead, where has his life gone?
Master Xingchi shook his head: "I don't know either, and the master has never said much about this matter. If you want to know the details, the donor will have to go to Xiangzhou in person."
"But hasn't Leiyun Temple been destroyed?"
"It is true that it was destroyed, but there may not be any survivors from that time. After all, Leiyun Temple is quite famous in Xiangzhou, so it is impossible to really destroy them all. The evil Buddha is here to seize the treasure, not to destroy the family.
.”
"It makes sense." Lin Ji suddenly realized.
Although hundreds of years have passed, some inheritances will not be easily cut off.
No matter how high the hope is, it is still a clue.
It seems that a trip to Xiangzhou is indispensable.
At this moment, Master Xingchi suddenly reached into his arms, took out a small bead, and handed it to Lin Ji.
Lin Ji took the beads in confusion.
"Master, this is...?"
"Master's relics."
"Master Zhang Mi's relic?" Lin Ji's eyes suddenly widened.
Then, he realized something was wrong.
"But didn't Master Zhangmi die together with the evil Buddha at Dragon Head? With the Demon Suppressing Tower Formation here, even if you die... and go west, you won't be able to bring out this relic, right?"
"It's not a relic from this life." Xing Chi explained in a low voice.
Lin Ji wanted to ask more questions, but saw Xing Chi's unwillingness to say more, so he gave up.
After getting the relic, Lin Ji felt that his body seemed to relax a little. Looking inside with his spiritual consciousness, he found that the black energy in his heart seemed to have stagnated a bit.
"This relic can help the donor resist the invasion of the evil Buddha's seal. This is the only thing the poor monk can do."
This was the only good news Lin Ji heard after waking up.
"That's enough, thank you Master."
"No, it is the poor monk who should thank the benefactor."