The closer to Lingxian Tianwang Temple, Qian Chen slowed down. When he arrived in front of the temple, he saw Qian Chen, Yan Shu and Cen Shen dressed up as scholars and walked into Tianwang Temple very freely.
The believers travel back and forth in the temple, praying piously for peace, smoothness and good fortune.
The lingering of sandalwood lingers among the pavilions, and some monks with a small amount of magic power presided over the temple, adding oil to the green lamps in front of the Buddha and enlightening the believers. The chanting of scriptures echoed in the temple with some noises. The Buddha statue in the main hall opened its red lips slightly, with a smile on its face, stood reserved, and had a graceful posture.
But the four Vajra gritted their teeth and looked at them with glaring eyes. They stepped on the hideous evil ghost Yasha. Some golden roosters stepped on one evil ghost alone, and some stepped on one with one on each of their feet, dancing with steel whips in their hands, as if they were angry with demons.
Although this Tianwang Temple is not long among the ancient temples in Chang'an, it has a history of 800 years. The glazed tiles on the eaves of the ancient temple have been deteriorated, the vermilion on the door wall is also a little dim, the threshold in front of the temple is worn out, and the center of the steps is even sunken.
The temple was not very lively, but there were many people. A monk from a distance saw Qian Chen and the others coming in and looked happy, so he was about to come up to him... Even if the scholars dressed like Qian Chen had no money to give alms to the temple, they still had poems to make a name for themselves.
If there are no one or two poems written for the temples in Chang'an, it is really worthless among the ancient temples.
"Fortunately, Li Mi has disguised himself as a yaksha and has sneaked into Yin Tu, so he should be able to trick the news from the envoy behind the scenes." Yan Shu whispered: "Otherwise, with so many people here, how can we do it?"
Qian Chen said calmly: "Just use one illusion!"
As he walked slowly in Tianwang Temple, wherever he went, the entire temple seemed to become taller, while the people became smaller and smaller, walking inside like ants. But those believers suddenly didn't realize that even the monks who came towards Qian Chen and the others did not realize that the distance between them was getting farther and farther.
As Qian Chen gently stretched out his hand, a giant's head appeared on the temple hall. He looked down at Chang'an City, and picked up the Tianwang Temple in it as if he had picked up a building block.
The head was exactly what Qian Chen looked like.
A giant hand covering the sky fell down and held the Tianwang Temple where they were in the palm of their hand.
At this time, Qian Chen spread his palms again. As Cen Shen saw, there was a small Tianwang Temple in his palm, with some ants-like villains moving.
In the Tianwang Temple around Qian Chen, people had disappeared completely at some point.
Cen Shen was a little shocked. He looked at the Tianwang Temple in Qian Chen's hand in horror and said, "Why did you catch everyone here? Chang'an public, showing off his magical powers so much. Wouldn't it scare them... Let them out quickly!"
At this time, Qian Chen pointed it out to him and saw someone coming in and out of the Tianwang Temple on his palm.
Cen Shen turned around and looked outside the door. The people who came out of the Tianwang Temple appeared on the street outside the door. The people who entered appeared in the Tianwang Temple in Qian Chen's palm.
"I used illusion to divide this Tianwang Temple into two, one is the Tianwang Temple where we are, and the other is the Tianwang Temple I created. Believers and monks have been transferred to the Tianwang Temple... This is the real and illusion two realms in the illusion." Qian Chen smiled slightly and said, "Illusion can not only deceive people, ghosts and gods, but also the real world of illusion, mirage, and real and illusion are all easy. Now, even if we smash this temple, we don't have to worry about hurting the innocent!"
Qian Chen handed over the Tianwang Temple in his palm to Cen Shen and said, "Save it!"
Cen Shen took the small Tianwang Temple in fear and protected it in his palm.
Yan Shu said in surprise: "Li Mi is extremely calm and has as many scheming as you do. Why don't you wait for him to find clues to the person behind the scenes?"
"Is this important?" Qian Chen turned to ask him.
"The identity of the person behind the scenes is very important to Li Mi and Cen Shen, but to us? No matter whether he is the emperor, the imperial concubine, or even the crown prince, Yang Guozhong, An Lushan, Shi Siming... these people are all good. As long as they are sure that they want to destroy this prosperous devil, what is the difference in identity."
"It's the only sword!" Qian Chen stroked his hand with the lovely sword.
Qian Chen stared at the four statues of the heavenly kings standing in the courtyard: "I just want to know what they want to do."
Under Qian Chen's subtle gaze of Zhun, the statues of the four heavenly kings slowly revealed their true form, overlapping with the four guardian gods in the Yin soil. Their bodies soared, and together with the Tianwang Temple, they turned into a towering palace like a hill. The four guardian gods stood in all directions. The yakshas they stepped on under their feet immediately turned into several evil ghosts entangled together.
The resentful ghost was stepped on by the king's foot, and the resentment was like a nail, pierced into the Yin soil.
There are nine such souls under the feet of each Heavenly King. Now only the Northern Heavenly King and the Western Heavenly King have not been perfected, and there are two of them each...
"It seems that the evil ghosts at the feet of the King of Heaven are looking for a substitute, not every three thousand years, but just beginning."
Qian Chen stared at the evil ghosts and said, "They died three months ago at the latest, and were imprisoned here as early as twenty years ago!"
"This is a conspiracy that has lasted from twenty years ago to today!" Yan Shu said with even more serious expression.
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"You said there are two cultivators who are pursuing the whereabouts of Ren Xuanyan's soul..." The King of Northern Heaven said with a look on his face: "Where is Ren Xuanyan's soul? Yang Guozhong promised to hand him over to me. Chang'an is not Luoyang, and Zhong Kui is not easy to talk to. If it weren't... Humph... The Nine Ghost Yin Demon Nails need a specific birth date and are difficult to find, so they can only be replaced by a foundational cultivator."
The King of Northern Heaven said in his heart: "I originally saw a sorcerer who was selling art in the Western market. He bewitched a Hu monk to harm him, but instead caused a cultivator who was meddling in business. The Hu monk's soul was also captured by Zhong Kui... If Ren Xuanyan was missing, the Nine Ghost Yin Demon would not be able to nail it, and he would miss the master's plan..."
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"This is the Nine Ghost Yin Demon Nail, a spell specially used by the Demonic Way to demonize the earth veins and pollute the spiritual veins!" Qian Chen whispered.
He stared at Chang'an City in his palm and said, "The hundreds of temples in Chang'an have suppressed the Yin land veins and have long been transformed into an indestructible formation. This is the key to why Chang'an is called the "Shendu". Because every yard here has a divine land and gods suppressed it. The entire city is not only a city for people, but also a city where gods live."
"In this city, no monster or monster can make trouble."
"Same, if you want to cause trouble, you must first destroy these temples in the city that suppressed the Shendu."
"You mean..." Yan Shu said solemnly: "Someone is refining the Nine Ghost Yin Demon Spikes, wanting to destroy the God City?"
Qian Chen shook his head and said, "How can the same method be used again and again? Do you really think Zhong Kui is blind? I just doubt what kind of ghost things are this Northern Heavenly King... and the other three Heavenly Kings in this temple?"
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At this time, the Northern Heavenly King in the Yin Earth suddenly opened his eyes and said to the evil ghost of Yasha: "Are the two monks you mentioned, these two people?"
After saying that, the figures of Qian Chen and Yan Shu were projected in his eyes. They stood in the courtyard of the Tianwang Temple, reflected into the eyes of the statue of the Northern King, and were projected out.
Li Mi was shocked and thought to himself that it was not good. He didn't know why Qian Chen and others started the operation in advance, but here he...
"You really have a problem..." King Beitian whispered: "You are not Yasha!"
Li Mi retreated, and the pagoda in the hands of the King of Northern Heaven had turned into a thirteenth floor of the Buddha, suppressing him with a bang. The other three kings also took action. The pipa strings in the King of Eastern Jin Dynasty plucked, making waves of magic sounds, sonorous and powerful, like the sound of gold and stone, and the killing aura came out majestic, which caused Li Mi's magic power to chaotic.
The long sword in the hands of the King of Growth in the South was like a demon and a demon. There was an eye on the sword, and the magic light emitted from it saw Li Mi.
The magic sword was slashed out. As soon as Li Mi screamed in his heart, he was slashed by the magic sword light.
The King of Growth was slightly stunned. Seeing the skin of a Yaksha ghost under the magic sword, it was split in half, slowly rolling it in the air, and the King of North was unable to suppress Li Mi.
The Western King of Broad-Muzhan held the iron mace and looked around, only to find that Li Mi was about to escape from the Yin soil.
While wiping the cold sweat on his head, Li Mi secretly rejoiced that if the ghost skin that Qian Chen had peeled off had the ability to be a substitute, even if he was not seriously injured, he would have been trapped by the formation of the four kings and besieged by the four.
The sound of the pipa sounded again, and the rhythm became more urgent and tighter. The pipa was carried by the king of the king of the country and rebounded sideways. The fingers leaped, and the sound of the pipa was loud and loud, making a breathtaking magic sound. Li Mi was careful to avoid the iron mace swinged by the king of the Western Guangmu, and his body danced with the sound of the pipa.
The pagoda in the hands of King Beidowen fell, and Li Mi's retreat was about to completely blockade.
The Eye of the Demon Sword in the hands of the King of Growth opened again...
At this moment, when Li Mi retreated, there was no way to retreat, and a sword sound was louder!
The sound of the sword was low, accompanied by the inaudible thunder sound, and the silent and colorless lightning covered the Yin soil and suddenly exploded. The pagoda, the magic sword, and the iron mace were all shrouded by the lightning. After being bombed, they were thrown high and bounced away.
The sound of the pipa was even more defeated and was instantly disrupted. The Heavenly King of the Kingdom of Chi held the pipa with two broken strings and looked out of the Yin soil.
There……
Qian Chen stood surrounded by statues of the four heavenly kings and flicked the sword body with his own hands.
He slowly looked up, glanced at the four heavenly kings, and smiled and said, "If the four heavenly kings were you, I should have killed Mount Sumeru, and changed the Great Leiyin Temple into my small electronic music temple, and be Tathagata by myself!"
The Yin Earth God gradually overlapped with the Tianwang Temple in Chang'an, and the figures of the four heavenly kings also joined the four gods. The statue opened its eyes and slowly recovered. Li Mi's figure suddenly appeared beside Qian Chen, standing side by side with him. He faced the statue of the Heavenly King with a whisk in his hand, and asked without looking back: "What are you doing?"
"No need to mess with them! I already know what they are..."
Chapter completed!