When a crack appeared in the dark clouds and golden sunlight fell into the courtyard, Lin Beichen had already shaken the six-hole ghost soldier talisman, and all the evil soldiers and ghosts were taken back to hell!
Those Yin soldiers were extremely disappointed, but at the same time they were extremely happy. Every time they were released from hell, not only did they get a chance to breathe in the endless pain, but it also made them feel that the sins on their bodies seemed to be lessened.
Especially those Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts who had died in battle or killed their enemies before felt refreshed and seemed to have drawn some kind of power from death!
[The host kills Guizi Tianjun, obtains 180 Yin virtue points, obtains a random idol fragment, and obtains the ninth-level Yin organ judge pen. 】
[The night tour patrol kills the seventh-level ghost fairy bear Sanwang, and the host gains 18 points of Yin De.]
[Huo Sanque kills the seventh-level demon immortal black-blooded barbarian demon, and the host gains 23 points of Yin De.]
[The Immortal Yaoguang kills...]
The light in Lin Beichen's eyes kept flashing, and the system kept pushing out reward information.
In the end, Lin Beichen's Yin De stopped at 596 points.
When Lin Beichen achieved the fifth-level ghost immortal realm, he spent 300 points of Yin De. To become a fourth-level ghost immortal, Lin Beichen needed to accumulate 900 points of Yin virtue.
From one hundred points to nine hundred points, for each level jump, the required moral virtue increases exponentially.
Suddenly another task appeared in front of Lin Beichen.
"Lin Beichen, if you kill Guizi Tianjun, Yuanxian will not let you go. You'd better take the Immortal Temple as far as possible and escape."
Mu Chenxue's voice interrupted Lin Beichen's gaze at the task.
"How can I take the Immortal Temple away? I can't carry him around, right?" Lin Beichen also knew that the current situation was very dangerous, and said helplessly.
Mu Chenxue asked doubtfully: "Can't you just walk with the statue on your back? Although the bricks and tiles of the temple will have some impact on you like flesh and blood, saving your life is not more important than these?"
Lin Beichen walked to the temple of Immortal Beichen. Looking at the newly renovated temple, he still felt reluctant to leave it and shook his head slowly.
"I don't care about you anymore, just take care of yourself." After Mu Chenxue said that, she turned around and left.
Lin Beichen hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said curiously: "Can you show me your true face?"
Mu Chenxue stopped and turned to look at Lin Beichen: "I have been tortured for several years. I have no skin left and only a painted skin to cover my shame. What's so good about me?"
Lin Beichen said: "It's just out of pure curiosity. I saved your life. Showing me your true face is not too much to ask!"
"Master, this guy is going too far, you let me tear his stinky face off!" The golden thread slave on Mu Chenxue's shoulder yelled angrily.
Mu Chenxue had an ugly look in her eyes, but her beautiful face had no expression at all. She took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, turned her head and said, "Okay, then let's clear things up! Don't be scared!"
Saying that, Mu Chenxue opened her face.
Lin Beichen frowned slightly, then smiled and said: "Some look like rotten persimmons, not good-looking at all!"
Mu Chenxue didn't seem to feel humiliated. On the contrary, there was a relaxed look in her eyes. Compared to Lin Beichen's vicious jokes, she hated seeing pity looks even more!
Mu Chenxue covered her face lightly and turned around to leave.
[The host completes the painting task and obtains a floating skin. 】
Lin Beichen ignored the reward of this new mission and looked at Mu Chenxue's back with only pity in his eyes. What kind of hatred can a person have to live in such a state? The flesh and blood has become like that, and every moment should be immersed in it.
In great pain, right?
Lin Beichen probably wouldn't have had the courage to survive, although he had experienced fighting cancer and considered himself strong enough.
After a brief sigh, Lin Beichen gathered his thoughts. He didn't have time to think about other people's affairs now.
As Mu Chenxue said, Lin Beichen's battle has just begun. If he kills Tianjun and does not give Yuan Xian an explanation, then Yuan Xian will definitely not let Lin Beichen go.
Unlike other ghost immortals who occupy the village, Guizi Tianjun was canonized by Yuan Xian himself!
In the Immortal Continent, the imperial court has a clear hierarchy.
Human beings and immortals have obtained the royal family, and the Confucian pardoners are the city gods, who are in charge of the city, and Yuanxian is one of them.
Yuanxian can canonize ghost immortals and give them official status, and the canonized ghost immortals are included in the system.
Roughly speaking, it is equivalent to the pardoned human immortals being the officials of the border, the ghost immortals being canonized being officials, and the ghost immortals Lin Beichen killed who occupied a village were the officials.
A popular saying is that the boss will not care about the life and death of the younger brother's younger brother, but if the boss's younger brother is beaten to death and the boss does not come forward, the boss may not be able to survive in the future.
What to do next?
Lin Beichen was not without ideas. He got a package from Yangjiang secret guard Zhan Kun, and it was said that a pair of vicious ghosts were sealed inside!
According to Zhan Kun, as long as the thing is given to Mr. Wu Chabai Wu, Daitian Xunshou, or the current Holy Emperor, he can be admitted to the Yangjiang Secret Guard. From then on, he will have a royal official position, even if he is a feudal official, or a person.
Even the immortal dare not offend him easily in person.
During this period, Lin Beichen also carefully inquired about some news about the Yangjiang secret guards.
I roughly figured out some of the situation of the Yangjiang secret guards.
The Yangjiang secret guards are probably equivalent to the Jinyi guards in the Ming Dynasty.
As the supreme ruler of the Immortal Continent, the emperor must have some means of checking and balancing the various city lords. One of the most powerful arms is the iron law of the country, and those who enforce the iron law are the Yangjiang Secret Guards built under the emperor's personal supervision.
There are a total of thirteen iron laws of the state. As long as each city lord does not violate these thirteen iron laws, he can basically be a city god safely.
But the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Who knows if they have violated the iron law?
It's up to the Yangjiang secret guards to verify this.
Zhan Kun said that as long as he joined the Yangjiang Secret Guard, he would not dare to offend even a human being. It was not an exaggeration at all, and he was even a little humble.
The real situation is that regardless of rank or cultivation level, Yangjiang secret guards can walk sideways into any city, and can even go straight into the mansion of immortals without saying hello.
Of course, no Yangjiang secret guard would reveal his identity easily.
In short, if Lin Beichen becomes the secret guard of Yangjiang, then killing a Tianjun is like fart. When Yuan Xian heard about it, he would give a thumbs up and say "well done!"
Otherwise, once you are involved in some nonsense, you will have to peel off your skin even if you die!
Thinking of this, Lin Beichen took out the bronze medal engraved with a tiger's head, a horn, a dog's ears, a dragon's body, a lion's tail, and a unicorn's feet. This thing was the keepsake of the Yangjiang Secret Guard!
What Lin Beichen has to think about now is whether the words Zhan Kun left on the sign are a true message of gratitude, or a secret message to kill someone.
This man has been kind to me, so I ask my uncle to take good care of him!
Lin Beichen was carefully studying the line of text when he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He quickly put away the bronze medal, glanced around, and started searching on the Tianguan map.
But he didn't find anything unusual. He was suspicious and always felt that he was being spied on. But at this time, the sunlight had moved into the temple, and Lin Beichen could only hide in the statue.
In front of a blurry bronze mirror twenty miles away, a young man and woman stared at the mirror with expressions changing greatly.
"Listen to the token? Yangjiang secret guard? What's going on? Isn't this guy the reincarnation of Elder Lin?"