The wandering soul encounters and passes through houses along the way.
Meet the wall and pass through the wall.
When I met a tree...well, I subconsciously took a detour.
What I saw along the way was chaos, fire, and escape...
As he got closer and closer to the Man Mo Temple, Jin An saw more intuitively and clearly the light of the scholar's spirit soaring into the sky.
When a scholar reads an article, every word shines out from all the orifices, like colorful clouds and vast scenery. That’s why people often describe poetry as being able to become an immortal, and literature being able to become a saint.
"Master Yiyun once said that the reason why she can move freely in the daytime with her painting skills is because she is not practicing the heretic kind of ghost painting skin that specializes in ripping off people's skin, but a yang shell."
"It seems that this can explain why Mr. Yiyun's spiritual light has the awe-inspiring righteousness of a scholar, because Danqing is also the way of painting."
The Dan in Danqing refers to cinnabar.
And cinnabar is the most yang thing.
Among the people, there is a saying that all painters are called "masters of painting".
At some times, Haoran Zhengqi is also called "famous".
Because Jin An was concerned about the war situation at the Man Mo Temple, his wandering spirit quickly drifted all the way to the Man Mo Temple, but he was just halfway there when suddenly, boom!
The Man Mo Temple, which was already in flames, exploded with another loud noise, and the flames became even bigger.
Immediately afterwards, Jin An discovered that the light of Master Yiyun's soul had disappeared and disappeared, as if it had been wiped out of thin air by an invisible hand.
"What the hell happened there!"
Jin An Hun'er drifted away anxiously.
But even as he was in a hurry, he still did not relax his vigilance and caution.
When Jin'an approached the Wenwu Temple before, he could no longer get close to the Wenwu Temple, which was covered in raging fire, while still a hundred feet away, because the south belongs to Lihuo, and Lihuo belongs to Suzaku. The Yang fire is heavy and can best burn the ghosts. But this time, as
After the second explosion, the fire spread faster and farther, and Jin'an couldn't even get closer than a hundred feet.
The raging flames expanded outward in a large circle, burning a large area of ​​wooden structure pavilions around them, causing a scalding heat wave.
"Ding Chou extends my life, Ding Hai restrains my soul... Six Ding Liujia Talisman, open!"
The soul of the six-foot-six-foot-six divine weapon and divine armor, with a fierce and energetic momentum, plunged into the blazing flames fearlessly and without retreat.
Liujia is the Yang God!
Don't be afraid of these ordinary fires.
In this raging fire, there was almost no possibility of anyone surviving. It floated all the way and was devastated. There were collapsed roofs and broken walls after the beams were burned by the fire.
And the charred corpses of victims who were trapped under the rubble and had no time to escape.
The closer he got to the Man Mo Temple, the more shocking the devastation became. Jin An felt more and more heavy in his heart. Even the light of Master Yiyun's soul had completely disappeared since the big explosion just now.
Jin An finally drifted closer to the Man Mo Temple, but when he saw the scene of the Man Mo Temple clearly... he was shocked.
What followed was a chill in my heart.
Countless limbs, twisted torsos, and tangled corpses formed a huge web of corpses and tree roots, completely enveloping the Man Mo Temple.
Those corpse net tree roots are all made of the gray-skinned hands, feet, and twisted torsos of the dead. One corpse is tightly wrapped around another corpse, the hands and feet are bent, and the spine is bent. The sap secreted from those bodies is like tree sap.
The same black liquid is tightly entangled and stuck together, regardless of each other! Eternal life!
Twisted necks, heads at weird angles, gray-white faces after death, with a strange calm aura, eyes closed, expressions calm, all quiet, calm gray-white dead faces all face outward, forming a
The corpse net is densely covered with dead faces.
Corpse house?
These dead people include men and women, old and young. They are all people who died tragically after their souls were sucked away by Qingqianliu over the years. They include people from Chang County and tourists from other places who came to participate in the Qingming Temple Fair.
Jin An had never seen any horror movies in his past life, but he was still shocked by the weird and shocking huge corpse house in front of him.
There are so many dead faces tightly intertwined together. The skin on the face is gray and the eyes are closed. They are obviously motionless and unusually calm. They seem to be dead bodies that will not move. But even with such a calm look, it makes people feel even more...
The scalp is numb, the cold, weird smell.
Under that calmness and silence, it was filled with despair, wailing, and the breath of death, with a strong evil and danger like a devil from the abyss.
How tragic!
How many people have been killed by this thousand-year-old evil tree...
Jin An once again thought about tonight's frightening guess...how many twisted roots of the dead were buried under the green money willow tree?
Now is not the time to be distracted by these thoughts.
Jin An recited Liu Ding Liu Jia silently in his mind. After his mind regained its strength and calmed down, he solemnly used the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman.
"Five thunders of pure Yang! The righteousness of heaven and earth! The thunder emperor from the east blasts the sky and shakes the sect... The five thunders evil slaying talisman, open!"
Boom!
Thunder strikes!
Peng!
This muffled thunder, deafening and deafening, resounded throughout the world, and the bright pure sun was not only several times stronger than the five thunder evil-killing talismans that had been sealed once before! Ten times!
Jin An only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes. He clearly had his soul out of his body and was not looking directly with the naked eye, but he still felt that the whiteness in front of his eyes stung, and he could not look directly at the most yang, most powerful and domineering thunder in the world.
.
Boom!
Jin An's eyes are now filled with white, and his soul cannot look directly. He only hears two deafening thunders from the sky and the earth, and then the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman in his hand returns to silence.
Two blasts of thunder?
Jin An was surprised.
Five thunders of pure yang are designed to break through all kinds of darkness and evil spirits. Could it be that they even chopped up the willow tree and the female corpse in the white coffin?
Fortunately, the flash was only momentary. When the lightning disappeared, Jin'an Yuanshen regained his vision again.
He saw that most of the dense net of tree roots covering the Man Mo Temple had vanished into thin air, but even if only half of the limbs and arms were left, there were still thousands of corpses!
As the roots of the corpse tree were split open and huge holes were thrown into the sky, Jin An finally saw the Wen Mo Temple again. The Wen Mo Temple at the center of the explosion was more intense than the outside world. The fire was soaring into the sky and the whole place was enveloped in fire.
Suddenly, Jin An's eyes lit up with joy.
Because the familiar light of Master Yiyun's soul appeared in his sight again.
The surrounding fires seemed to have no effect on Young Master Yiyun. He seemed to be sensing something. The blurred and twisted black shadows in the flames turned around and glanced at Jin An who came from behind to support... Young Master Yiyun made a slight nod.
, seemed to have seen Jin An and was silently thanking the latter.
In front of Master Yiyun's shadow, there was another humanoid figure in the raging flames, fighting something that Jin An couldn't see. Jin An guessed that that person should be the Qi who had been following Master Yiyun.
Uncle.
Before Jin An could be happy for too long, the flames in front of his eyes distorted, and he saw a tall and towering tree growing deep in the flames.
The leaves of the big tree had all withered away, leaving only the bare dry branches. Those branches grew twisted and ugly, as ugly and evil as the twisted and twisted branches of countless people.
And on the branches of a huge tree crown that resembled the twisting growth of countless dead people's hands and feet, a person was hanged. The hanged man's hands and feet were hanging weakly.
But just now!
The dead man hanging on the tree in the fierce fire suddenly turned around!
Although he was separated by the torrential flames, and although Jin An was currently in an out-of-body state, ordinary people could not see him. However, at this moment, Jin An's soul was still frozen, and all kinds of terrifying illusions were suddenly reborn in front of him, as if he had fallen to the eighteenth level.
Hell, never see the light again for eternity!
It’s a terrifying phantom attack from the soul!
"Is this the thousand-year-old evil tree?"
"Sure enough, I can't compete head-on with just the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman!"
At this moment, Jin An's soul was not only frozen, but also frightened by the evil spirit. But in an instant, Jin An's soul returned to normal after being frightened. He saw a phantom like a coffin in the fire at Man Mo Temple.
, blocked in the void between him and the thousand-year-old evil tree.
It blocked the evil gaze of the man hanging from the green willow for him.
To be continued...