Outside the Lotus Temple.
Let the magicians of the Magic Brotherhood wait in the distance for now.
Yang An’s incarnation appeared again at the temple gate.
Raise your head and look at the sky.
A bright moonlight fell on the ground.
Different from the bright and soft moonlight on weekdays, the moonlight falling from the moon tonight gives people a strange feeling and makes people feel scared.
Looking at the gate of Lotus Temple, the undulating barrier actually became a bit thinner under the moonlight.
I noticed that the black energy and the righteous energy above my head were gathering here, and they were fighting fiercely.
Yang Anxin had a bad premonition, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.
After all, wherever Xiaoyu appears, there will be a series of coincidences, which will eventually form the root of the disaster. In other words, she has great luck, which can always cause things that ordinary people cannot encounter to happen to her. around.
The black energy may use this luck to forcibly help those dark races regain their freedom.
Facts have proven this to be the case.
With the influence of Xiaoyu's appearance, those dark races have regained their freedom.
Fortunately, Xiaoyu is on the side of righteousness.
So even if the dark race gains freedom, it will be suppressed again by righteousness.
However, the appearance of Yang An and his identity as the son of darkness caused the black energy and the righteous energy to start fighting separately.
As a result, it is uncertain whether something big will happen to Lotus Temple.
Just when Yang An was thinking carefully about what trouble would happen.
The bamboo forest not far away.
“Boom——!”
Several strands of magic power exploded into the sky, and Yang An sensed it immediately.
He turned his head sharply and narrowed his eyes.
Feel carefully, most of these magic powers are the magician's magic power fluctuations, but there is also a strange power fluctuation that he has never sensed before.
A stranger appears here?
“Whoops!”
Yang An disappeared from the spot and headed towards the battlefield where the fierce fighting was taking place in the bamboo forest.
The bamboo shadow retreated beside Yang An.
"Ancient wisdom, you wizards from the West, how dare you come to my east! It seems that the old monk must take action to drive you away."
An old and carrying A slightly hoarse tone reached Yang An's ears.
Wait until he arrives at the site of a fierce battle.
You can see a group of magicians wearing dark blue magic robes chanting spells intently to form plasma balls.
In the center, there is a short, bald old monk wearing shabby clothes, holding a magic pestle in his hand, fighting other magicians on his own.
I saw him use the magic pestle several times to sweep away the plasma balls shot by the magician, and then exploded in other places in the bamboo forest.
Then the whole person floated in the air, with wisps of beard on his chin and a somewhat sinister and cunning expression on his face, he said proudly.
"Ancient wisdom and knowledge inheritance are the source of power. You are not even a formal mage, you are vulnerable!"
As he spoke, the treacherous old monk suddenly threw out a few talismans from his robes and quickly made a few gestures.
"Thunder and lightning help me!"
"Boom——!"
In an instant, several lightning beams shot out from the talisman paper.
Following several magicians and rushing forward.
This old monk is indeed much stronger than the magicians. If he is hit, he may be in danger.
At the critical moment, Yang An takes action!
His figure flashed and he came to the old monk as if teleporting.
"You talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but you use it to kill. I think you are not trying to protect it, but you want to take this place as your own."
Yang An said calmly.
Seeing a young man suddenly appear in front of him, the old monk in the center was stunned.
The light beam emitted from the talisman paper around him seemed to hit some barrier and was directly blocked back.
"The divine blade is invisible!"
Yang An forcefully chopped down the wand in his hand, and countless invisible blades swept towards the old monk in the center.
“Boohoo!”
A chill ran down the old monk's neck, and the terrifying sense of crisis made his hair stand on end. Without hesitation, the old monk patted the cloth bag wrapped around his waist, and dozens of talismans flew out from it, heading towards the invisible blades that were attacking overwhelmingly. go.
At the same time, the old monk glanced at Yang An. Panic flashed in his eyes. "What a powerful force of darkness, ancient wisdom. No matter how bright the light is in the middle of the night, it can't completely eliminate the darkness."
The old monk turned around and ran away.
While running away, he patted the cloth bag on his body and kept throwing out talismans with various effects.
Falled to the ground.
Some turned into paper puppets, wearing paper armor and fighting the magicians in an attempt to delay time.
Other talisman papers exploded, and the explosion of fire forced the magicians who were shouting "Holy Son" and chasing the old monk to stop.
"Want to run away? Can you run away?"
Yang An said lightly, and he just saw the old monk from a distance for the first time.
It reminds me of the old monk who appeared in the original plot.
The other party coveted the power of the magic scroll in Lotus Temple. He was even the keeper of Lotus Temple, but he did not dare to step into Lotus Temple for fear of being hunted down by the keeper of Lotus Temple.
I have been wandering outside, unwilling to leave, and not daring to enter.
This old monk must know many secrets of Lotus Temple.
It is said that there is no place to be found even after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there.
Yang Anzheng was vaguely worried that a crisis would come, but he couldn't explain the source of his bad premonition. How could he let him go if he caught a former eunuch guard?
Yang An teleported and chased after him.
“Run?”
With a cold voice.
The figure of the old monk stopped suddenly. His limbs were entangled with vines growing from the ground, making him unable to move.
“When?”
The old monk's face was greatly shocked and he stopped saying his mantra.
And in front of him.
Far away at the end of the bamboo forest, stood a young man in black robes. He was very handsome, but his face was a little pale, his eyes were dark, and he was staring at him with an evil look.
At first glance, it seems that it is an existence that is not easy to mess with.
The sense of danger of death is coming.
The old monk realized immediately that he was no match for this young man, and he shouted quickly in the flash of lightning.
"I can answer your questions! Let's explore the secrets of Lotus Temple together."
Yang An took a step forward.
Under the nervous eyes of the old monk who suddenly shrank, he teleported directly in front of him.
Now he knew why he couldn't escape.
"Sir."
The old monk just showed a flattering smile on his face and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yang An.
"Rather than listening to what you say, I want to see it myself."
"What?"
The old monk was stunned for a moment, and then Yang An pressed his hand on his forehead superior.
"Legilimency!"
"Boom!"
Powerful magic flowed into the old monk's mind. He groaned and rolled his eyes.
The body wanted to struggle, but was entangled in the vines.
If you ask the old monk how he feels, it feels like a terrifying big hand is stirring his brain and looking through his memories.
As time passes.
The old monk's struggle became weaker and weaker, and his eyes became increasingly blurry.
The surprise on Yang An's face became more and more intense, and his brows were furrowed.
Eventually, he lifted Legilimency. The old monk's body was shaky, and finally he fell directly to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Legilimency is actually a very overbearing method.
The most mysterious thing in the human body is the soul.
Legilimency is a magic that acts directly on the soul. When used, it can see certain memories of the opponent. If you increase the magic power, you can see more memories, but it will also trigger a strong rebound from the opponent.
At this time, if you are not careful, you may be counterattacked by the curse.
On the contrary, others see your secret.
Of course, the stronger the magic power, the harder it is to resist, but when there is a strong rebound, it is easy to be struck by the magic power and become a fool.
Like an old monk who fell to the ground, twitching all over and foaming at the mouth.
He was transformed into an idiot by the magic power.
“I’m sorry.”
Yang An squatted down, looked at the old monk whose body was shaking like an epileptic seizure, and said without apology.
He originally thought that the old monk was quite powerful, so he might be able to make a contract or something and use it for his own use.
Looking at it now, the old man is completely useless.
However, through memory, Yang An learned that this old monk was by no means a good thing, he was cunning and did all kinds of evil.
Yang An saw the ordinary people who entered the Lotus Temple before, and the original gods were written by the old monk.
In the past ten years, he has been kidnapping ordinary people.
Thrown it into the Lotus Temple to help him find his way.
It's a pity that ordinary people can't be the opponents of the monsters guarding the temple.
In the past ten years, the old monk has kidnapped thousands of people.
But Yang An saw only a dozen ordinary people guarding the temple.
More ordinary people who were kidnapped to explore the road were probably killed by the monsters guarding the temple.
It is not a pity to die for such a sinful guy.
Yang An can be regarded as doing a good deed.
"Lord Holy Son."
Other magicians also caught up.
They were in a bit of a panic. They were at a disadvantage in the battle just now, and several people were injured.
At this time, everyone looked at the silly old monk who fell to the ground, and then looked at Yang An who was unharmed, with awe and enthusiasm on their faces.
None of them were a match for the old monk, but Lord Shengzi defeated them with three strikes, five strikes, and two strikes.
Too strong!
Yang An nodded, and then rummaged around the old monk without hesitation.
It’s really rewarding.
Like the cloth bag wrapped around the old monk's waist, it is also a magic prop.
The real space inside is much larger than the cloth bag itself looks.
It can be regarded as a kind of storage treasure.
It is filled with a large number of pre-drawn runes, which only need to be injected with magic power to activate.
They are all magic spells carved by the old monk.
At the same time, there are some powerful runes among them, but the old monk has no chance to use them.
In addition, there are some medicinal materials and spell-casting materials, as well as dozens of ancient books that have been looked through and have rough edges.
These are some Taoist magic books that the old monk took away when he escaped from the Lotus Temple. Most of his abilities come from the knowledge of these ancient books.
Because of this, the old monk has always coveted the inheritance of Lotus Temple.
Yang An searched all the memories of the old monk and understood the identity of the old monk and the ins and outs of this temple.
The old monk has lived for more than 1,300 years!
During this period, he was kept in the Lotus Temple as a temple guardian for 1,200 years.
The Lotus Temple was built by the great sage at that time, relying on the lotus bag used by He Xiangu to suppress the curse. It is a self-contained magic circle, with the magic scroll as the center of the seal.
The interior is a space of its own.
Without the flow of time, people will naturally not age and die due to the passage of time.
After the temple was built, many wise men voluntarily stayed in the temple as temple keepers.
Originally, the temple guardians would not turn into monsters, but would sleep all the time, only waking up occasionally for a period of time, and taking turns guarding the temple to prevent outsiders from entering.
But soon, the old monk couldn't bear the endless loneliness, and he began to covet the power of the magic scroll, the center of the sealing formation.
I wanted to steal the magic scroll and gain the power left by the immortal god, but instead destroyed part of the seal and awakened the other temple keepers.
Causing seal decay.
Part of the power sealed by Curse Blue also began to invade the eunuch keepers, transforming the contamination of the eunuch keepers' bodies into demonic bodies.
Originally, the temple could be entered and exited freely.
But after realizing that part of Curran's power had broken away from the seal, the temple became closed and the temple keeper could not leave.
As for the old monk, he was kicked out by other temple keepers after he failed to steal the magic scroll.
He hid the magic scroll in a hidden part of the temple.
He has been unwilling to linger around here for a hundred years, and time has made him extremely old.
The temple's sealing formation has also been continuously weakened over the past hundred years, and now it has become precarious and may collapse at any time.
If it collapses, even if the cursed blue cannot return to the world from hell, part of the magical energy of the cursed blue can still affect the world, causing unimaginable disasters.
After learning so much.
Yang An immediately understood where his sense of crisis came from!
The seal of Lotus Temple is about to be destroyed!
Yang An stood up and looked in the direction of Lotus Temple with a solemn expression.
"I, the seal of the Lotus Temple, is being worn away and is on the verge of being broken. You must find the magic scroll, the central prop of the sealing circle!"
Inside the Lotus Temple.
Yang An himself and Xiaoyu continued to walk towards the deepest part of the passage.
The memory of the incarnation is his memory,
At this moment, Yang An's expression changed slightly, which attracted the attention of Xiaoyu, who had been quietly staring at him.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm just wondering where we are going." Yang An replied casually.
"Yes, we seem to have been walking for a long time." Xiaoyu bit her lip, a little worried, "How about we turn around and go back?"
Oddly enough, Xiaoyu just finished speaking. , her feet stepped on a certain floor tile.
"Rumble--!"
The roar of moving boulders appeared.
Yang An was already prepared to deal with any mechanism. After waiting for a moment, he found that there was suddenly some light in front of him.
It looks like the end of the passage is coming soon.
Yang An: "."
Xiaoyu blinked, "Yeah, it looks like we found the exit."
Well, it seems it was right to take Xiaoyu with us. It's hard to describe Xiaoyu's luck with luck.
Yang An breathed a sigh of relief. He frowned and thought secretly, "It is necessary to use magic scrolls to re-strengthen the seal of the Lotus Temple."
Curse Lan wanted to get out of trouble, which was not in line with Yang An's wishes. Interests, so he will definitely not help Julan escape from trouble.
The inheritance left by the immortal god He Xiangu is also among the magic scrolls.
It seems that I still have to go back to the Lotus Temple for a walk.
Time is tight and he has to complete it before the morning sun rises. Otherwise, according to the old monk, the seal of the Lotus Temple will be completely destroyed when the morning sun rises.
It will be too late.
Thinking of a lot, Yang An said, "Xiaoyu."
"Huh?"
"Follow me later, and we have to find a scroll."
"What do you mean?" Xiaoyu didn't quite understand.
"It doesn't matter, you just need to know that we are looking for a magic scroll." Yang An patted Xiaoyu on the shoulder.
The space inside Lotus Temple is a hundred times wider than it looks from the outside!
It is already late at night, and it is very difficult to find the hidden magic scroll in the maze-like Lotus Temple.
After a critical hundred years, the old monk himself forgot exactly where he hid the scroll.
So this time, we have to rely on Xiaoyu’s luck.
(End of this chapter)