I found a cave in the deep mountains and old forests, and meditated for a day in Linshan to recover my spiritual power.
Next, we headed south, leaving the Yanyun Mountains in about two days and arriving at Daming Mansion in the north of the Song Dynasty.
Then Lin Shan showed his elder token at the local Nightingale branch, and the local helmsman immediately arranged a carriage and driver for him. For more than ten days, Lin Shan lay in the carriage and drove back leisurely.
All the way to the west, entering from the important pass Dongmenguan, passing through the Lusong Mountains in the central part of the Song Dynasty, we arrived at the Gyeonggi region.
When he was approaching Bianliang, the capital, Lin Shan told the coachman to go back, and he climbed into the city at night. After all, this was Princess Guo's territory, and these princes and nobles were the local gangsters in the capital. If he went in arrogantly,
It will definitely alert the snake.
Passing by rows of houses, Lin Shan reached Bowang Houfu. After entering, he turned left and right, and finally stopped in front of a house.
Late at night, the two candlelights in the room were still blooming, and a ninety-year-old man with white eyebrows and drooping shoulders sat cross-legged on the banquet. He was the Supreme Elder of Nightingale.
At this time, the candlelight trembled slightly, and the Supreme Elder's innate spiritual sense noticed that something seemed to be wrong around him. He opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that a young man in white was sitting aside, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Master Lin? You are back!"
The Supreme Elder first rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not hallucinating, and then he was overjoyed. He quickly got up and walked to Lin Shan and poured him some tea:
"When did Master Lin come back? Where is Master Huang?"
Lin Shan was quite relaxed at first, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he felt depressed:
"I just came back and was slightly delayed on the way.
As for Master Huang Xian... his deadline has been brought forward and he has passed away."
The elder Taishang nodded slowly and did not ask how Master Huang Xian died. When a person lives to this age, he is already eager for the last fight, so he is naturally mentally prepared, so it is not surprising that he died early.
He just asked in a low voice: "Has what he wanted to do... been accomplished?"
Apparently the Supreme Elder has a good personal relationship with Huang Xianshi, and he also vaguely knows the purpose of Huang Xianshi's trip, and is also concerned about his old friend's wishes.
When Lin Shan heard this, he couldn't help but look strange.
Master Huang Xian asked him to redeem the life of the number one from twenty years ago. The problem was that she had now transformed into the proprietress of a brothel, and she was also a powerful demon.
You can even redeem yourself!
But in the end, judging from the results, Lin Shan delivered both the letter and Master Huang Xian's spiritual stone to the rightful owner, barely completing the explanation. Not to mention that he didn't get any benefits at all.
Lin Shan replied feebly: "It's... done."
Seeing Lin Shan's unwillingness to say more, the Supreme Elder could only nod his head: "Just do your best..."
Then he began to rub his hands anxiously and hesitated to speak to Lin Shan.
How could Lin Shan not know what the old man was thinking? He took out a jade box from his storage bag and pushed it in front of the Supreme Elder.
The Supreme Elder carefully opened the jade box and saw the wood spirit red fruit inside. He sniffed the pure spiritual energy intoxicatedly and greedily, and thanked Lin Shan endlessly.
Lin Shan waved his hand, "It's just a transaction, no need to be polite, I don't know about the token..."
The Supreme Elder smiled cheerfully and directly pulled Lin Shan up: "Follow me!"
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In a side hall, sixty or seventy boxes were placed on the ground, with Nightingale Tokens neatly placed inside.
"There are more than 20 strongholds in the various states of the Song Dynasty. All the tokens for the Nightingale branch are here. I won't disturb you."
The Great Elder was very considerate before leaving and did not forget to close the palace door, leaving Lin Shan alone to indulge in intoxication and get caught up in the journey of finding treasures.
This time, there were nearly 10,000 Nightingale Tokens in sixty or seventy large boxes. Lin Shan touched them for nearly an hour and a half, even touching them again after the last time, for fear of missing one.
After confirming again, this time a full 61 points of ancient rhyme were obtained.
It can be said to be the biggest harvest ever!
At the same time, it was also announced that Nightingale, the killer organization that had monopolized the killer industry in the world and had been spread for eight hundred years and spread throughout the Song Dynasty, had been completely wiped out by him!
"I'm afraid that there is only a strange organization like Nightingale in the mortal world that can be passed down from generation to generation for such a long time and has become famous in all folk martial arts circles."
"Recognize orders but not people."
This tradition, talked about by countless mortals, has made the Nightingale Token a unique legend in the martial arts world. It has brought together the beliefs of many warriors and people in the world and has been widely circulated in stories and storytelling.
Lin Shan sighed slightly. The 77 points of Ancient Rhythm currently in his hand should be barely enough for him to strengthen it in the future, including replacing various advanced skills, spells and equipment.
However, the further you get to the later realms, the consumption of Ancient Yun will increase exponentially, and the more reserves you have, the better. After all, after the Nightingale harvest, he will have no other stable channels, and he should focus his main attention on the Immortal Cultivating Sect.
In fact, what he was vaguely worried about was the "Foundation Building Pill". This kind of thing is simply priceless and can only be found occasionally at auctions. If he wants to strengthen one, he must not simply practice Qi.
It's enough to strengthen the elixir in the early stages, but it involves assisting the effects of "Qi and Shenhe" and "Dao Mark". I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort...
After leaving the main hall, he greeted the Supreme Elder who had been waiting outside. The two of them talked about the investigation commissioned by Lin Shan and the news about the giant black lotus Buddha statue that a certain prince and nobleman brought back to the capital from southern Xinjiang.
The Supreme Elder twisted his eyebrows and said that in the past six months, he had only found out that the person came to Beijing that day and sent the Buddha statue directly to the palace. The palace was heavily guarded, and his men were unable to investigate deeply.
Lin Shan could only sigh secretly and keep it in his heart for the time being.
There are foundation-building monks from the Immortal Cultivation Sect stationed in the palace. Even the imperial family of the Song Dynasty has searched for spiritual stones for many years and trained several foundation-building masters of their own. Currently, I still can't break through.
What's more, he also killed Princess Dayan, whom the monks in the foundation-building period of the royal family spent huge sums of money to buy at the Yichuan auction. If both princesses knew about this, they would probably tell the royal family about it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The only good thing is that Princess Dayan seemed to have said before her death that the royal foundation builder who bought her was visiting the Cultivation Family and may not have time for him for the time being.
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Lin Shan shook his head and put this matter aside for now.
The Supreme Elder promptly proposed to Lin Shan to be the Nightingale's guest, with generous treatment, but Lin Shan declined. The mortal world was too barren, and he would not be able to move forward in his lifetime.
The two chatted for a long time again. Seeing that it was almost dawn, Lin Shan finally left.
After all, the people he had to deal with next, Princess Guo, Jinyi Middle-aged and others, were all immortal cultivators from the royal family of the Song Dynasty. They were quite powerful in the mortal world, so he didn't want to involve Nightingale.
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After dawn, Lin Shan hid his face, found an inn and stayed in it.
Although the Supreme Elder's commission for this trip has been completed and Gu Yun has been harvested, it stands to reason that we can return to Yichuan. However, we encountered an ambush on the way here, so we can't just forget about it.
Although two of the four people died, the main culprits, Princess Guo and middle-aged Jinyi, were still alive.
Lin Shan was originally not very generous and would not avenge himself. How could he bear this feeling in his heart?
Fortunately, when I was leaving that fight with the red-faced Tutuo, I picked up Jin Yi's scrapped talisman sword in middle age, just in time to try out the cursed magical power I had mastered - the Seven Arrows Book of Nail Heads.
You're middle-aged in brocade, right? I'll take your flag as a sacrifice today!
Lin Shan arranged a bunch of props in the guest room. The straw man was placed in the front and center, two lamps were lit on both sides, the two broken swords of the middle-aged man in brocade were placed in front of the straw man, and finally he took out a homemade bow and arrow.
After closing the curtains, the light in the room dimmed instantly, leaving only two candles dancing strangely, and an inexplicable cold air invaded the room.
The little straw man seemed to suddenly grow taller at this time, occupying most of the room under the dim candlelight, and a huge shadow appeared behind Lin Shan at some point.
Lin Shan, who had arranged the curse ceremony, had no idea anything was wrong. He just saw that the atmosphere was in place and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
"Hey hey hey!"
With a sinister smile on his lips, Lin Shan drew his bow and arrow, and slowly aimed at the straw man.
At this time, the magical seeds deep in his soul activated an indescribable charm. Lin Shan instantly felt that the bow and arrow in his hand seemed to be aimed not at the straw man in front of him, but at the little man who was colluding behind him.
Small space passage...
His consciousness instantly extended infinitely, crossing an unknown distance. Through the straw man, he came to the opposite side, which seemed to be a dark and airtight space, where a dark silhouette like a figure was sitting cross-legged.
The candlelight in front of the straw man also slowly penetrated into the space strangely. Through the candlelight, Lin Shan saw clearly that the figure was dressed in brocade clothes and had a square face. It was the middle-aged man in brocade clothes who ambushed him with Princess Guo that day.
At this time, the middle-aged Jinyi suddenly felt a little cold around him. He opened his eyes in confusion, but found that at some point, two more beams of light appeared for no reason in his dark and closed secret room. Looking at the floor below him, two beams of light appeared.
His own shadows overlapped faintly on the left and right.
"What's going on? What the hell?"
The middle-aged Jinyi suddenly felt something was wrong. Where did the light come from in his dark secret room? How could there be his own shadow on the floor?
But at the next moment, Lin Shan outside the space loosened his bowstring directly towards the straw man.
"Snapped!"
An arrow hit the straw man.
"Uh-huh!"
On the other side of the passage, the middle-aged man in Jinyi screamed heart-breakingly, his voice filled with emotions such as panic, doubt, hesitation, and confusion.
Lin Shan took advantage of the fact that the passage was not over, and continued to observe the middle-aged man in Jinyi across the other side. He found that this man was covering his chest with his hands, his face was twisted in extreme pain, his legs were kneeling on the ground at some point, and his body was covered with wisps of strange purple color.
Gray mist is steaming.
Gray lines appeared one after another on his face, and there seemed to be indescribable terrifying creatures squirming in his skin. His whole body was green and green, and his blood vessels were sometimes thick and sometimes narrow, as if countless ants were crawling under his skin.
In his middle age, Jinyi also began to act like a madman, sometimes dancing wildly and sometimes crying.
"Chi chi chi chi!"
Inexplicable screams broke the silence. His skin was like a deflated balloon, which was popped "pop pop pop". Black beetles came out one after another, crawling in and out of his body.
Lin Shan outside the passage also felt a little cold. This seemed completely different from the first time he experimented with the soul of the old man in green robe!
Could it be that the souls of the dead are too fragile and the disaster is gone immediately? The living need to be tortured slowly?
"Ho ho! Ho..."
"What? Ah! No..."
But the next scene gradually blurred, and the passage on the other side of the straw man slowly closed. However, before it was closed, it seemed that the figure on the opposite side was twitching randomly, as if some more terrifying creature was coming out of nowhere.
The sound of heavy breathing, messy footsteps, and the tearing of flesh and blood, including the final roar, made Lin Shan's scalp numb.
"There seems to be something wrong with this magical power..."
At this time, all the props on the field were restored to their original state. Everything just seemed to be an illusion, but Lin Shan knew that these had really happened.
The curtains were opened, and the skylight from outside spilled into the guest room. The straw man inside the room fell to the ground with arrows stuck in his body. The two lamps on both sides were still burning, but the flames seemed to have dimmed a lot.
Lin Shan was thoughtful. The fire was still burning, which meant that the middle-aged Jinyi was still alive. If the fire went out, it meant that the middle-aged Jinyi was directly cursed to death. It might be that he had just reached the late stage of Qi training and his cultivation level was not as good as that of the middle-aged Jinyi.
Because it's too high.
Didn’t die once? Then come a few more times! Don’t you like playing with me? Let’s have a good time!
Because the Seven Arrows of Nails book has magical power restrictions, it can only be used three times a day. Lin Shan waited patiently for it to cool down after using up the number of times.
After these few days, he stayed in the guest room every day. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would curse the middle-aged Jinyi once. Every time, the lights would dim a lot until it seemed like they were about to be destroyed...
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At the same time, located to the southwest of the capital of the Song Dynasty, is the majestic Qi Prince's Mansion with carved railings and jade walls.
A group of royal family members were wailing and sobbing continuously. It turned out that the Crown Prince of Qi was suffering from a serious illness for some unknown reason and his health was deteriorating.
Chapter completed!