Chapter 295

With Lin Jue's current cultivation, he is actually far from being able to contend with the imperial court, let alone the gods of the Nine Heavens.

At most, he can only do not being afraid of the imperial court.

However, he still has to stay in the capital, to search for the whereabouts of Yanluan incense, to search for the Great Yin-Yang Law, and maybe even to refine Golden Core in the capital. If he were to be wanted by the imperial court like Lord Luo, hiding his name and coming and going in the dark of the capital and the world, it would also be unfavorable for his cultivation.

Fortunately, things are not that bad.

After all, this world is not the Emperor's one-man show, not to mention this Emperor, whose power and prestige have both dropped to a very low level.

Above there are moral laws, below there are constant laws, heaven and earth, few are not bound by these. After all, we are the side that occupies the reason. As long as there are witnesses and material evidence, even if the whereabouts of the matter are exposed, not to mention the Emperor and the Imperial Consort, even if the gods know everything, what can they do to us?

Therefore, for this kind of thing, either don't do it, or if you want to do it, the simplest way is to act first and report later, and be swift and decisive.

Seeing that the two people's eyes were becoming more and more firm, Master Fan seemed to see the death date of the many Daoists in Jingyun Temple, and also saw this soaring chivalry, and also saw the trouble that might follow.

Immediately, he knew in his heart that he couldn't persuade them anymore.

But did he want to persuade them?

He had already heard about this matter. If he didn't have this ability, would he not want to do this?

It's just that this path doesn't belong to him.

"Sigh..."

Master Fan sighed and said:

"Since Fellow Daoist Lin and Lord Luo have made up their minds, this poor Daoist will not say much, just remind a few words: first find good evidence, then disperse the pilgrims, and finally, it is best not to be easily seen by others. In this way, even the gods can't say anything, and if the imperial court and the government office ask, this poor Daoist can also help you deal with it."

"That's very good!"

"That's best!"

Lin Jue and Lord Luo said one after another.

"No time to lose, Luo will go and invite some heroes from the Jianghu to help." Lord Luo said.

"We will also make a final confirmation." Lin Jue said to him, "Then let's meet one mile south of Jingyun Temple."

"Okay!"

Lord Luo's actions were truly swift and decisive. He picked up his family's treasure saber in one hand, picked up his bamboo hat in the other, covered his head casually, and walked out in a hurry.

"Wan will go with the True Person!"

"I will go with senior brother!"

Wan Xinrong and his junior sister both looked at Lin Jue.

"Let's go."

Lin Jue also looked at them.

Half a day later—

The evening mist in the mountains was heavy, all because it contained the setting sun, turning into a golden flowing sea of fog, only a lonely straight green smoke rose from a Daoist temple in front.

The three people and one fox stopped at the edge of the forest, looking forward.

The Daoist temple was built on a small hill, and the surroundings were very flat. There was no mountain higher than it. Looking at it this way, there were also several palaces, several courtyards, and I'm afraid there were twenty or thirty guest rooms.

His junior sister held a small bell in one hand and a long sword in the other, her face calm.

Wan Xinrong's body was trembling, gritting his teeth.

Lin Jue took out two strange insects, both the size of a fist, looking like wasps and some kind of beetle.

One strange insect was golden yellow with stripes, with sharp and huge jaws, and a silver one, also with stripes on its body, had a long and sharp mouthpart, and both had a sharp needle behind their tails. Among them, the silver one was split in two, and there was still residual essence and blood that had not completely dried in its body.

Lin Jue bent down and handed it to the fox.

"Go find if there is this." Lin Jue said, "If you can't find it, look for the smell of blood."

The fox was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but turn its head to look at him, but after all, it was well-behaved, so it leaned closer and sniffed carefully.

Then it saw it shake its head, seemingly having remembered the smell, jumped up lightly, turned its body in the air, and plunged down—

"Puff!"

The white fox instantly plunged into the soil and disappeared.

The sound of horse hooves came from behind.

Lin Jue turned his head to look. Lord Luo was alone on a horse, walking slowly.

"Didn't Lord Luo go to invite Jianghu heroes to help? Why come alone?" Lin Jue asked.

"Don't worry."

The martial artist on the horse had a calm demeanor.

Not long after he finished speaking, he heard the sound of horse hooves again, coming from the dirt road in the forest behind him.

Lin Jue turned his head to look—

Seven or eight Jianghu people came riding horses.

Turning his head to look to the right, on the small mountain road, there were also a few people riding horses, and even on the small field road on the left, there were people walking. They couldn't be seen clearly from afar, but from the blades they were holding, it could be seen that they were definitely not farmers in the countryside.

In less than two quarters of an hour, more than twenty Jianghu people gathered here.

Lin Jue even saw a familiar figure among them, who had helped deal with the Alligator Dragon King by the Wei Shui River before, and now actually came to the capital.

"Thank you all brothers for coming to help!"

Lord Luo stood on the horse and bowed to them.

"Haha! Lord Luo invited, how can there be no reason to come?" A sturdy man said, holding a long-handled golden melon hammer in his palm and a flail tucked at his waist.

"Fortunately, I was in the teahouse today, otherwise I would have missed Lord Luo's grand event?" A middle-aged man carrying a broadsword laughed.

"There are a few who can't afford horses and went to rent them. Maybe they will arrive in a while." A fat and strong man holding a nine-ring broadsword said in a muffled voice.

"These dog things, specifically harming our women, if I didn't know their whereabouts, I would have wanted to come and find them long ago." A middle-aged woman holding a long sword said, "Today, it doesn't count that Lord Luo owes me a favor, it counts that I owe Lord Luo a favor. Another day, pick a clear night and repay the favor well."

The woman's face was yellow and black. Although she was a woman, her waist was thicker than many men present. After saying this, she also looked at the many men around her like a man, and all laughed.

Lord Luo lowered his eyelids and did not answer her.

Another person walked up and saluted Lin Jue and his junior sister. It was the one by the Wei Shui River before.

Many Jianghu people looked at this scene and knew roughly that this was True Person Lin, who had eliminated the demon king by the Wei Shui River before and had been quite famous in the capital recently.

I don't know how much of True Person Lin's reputation is true and how much is false, but just from the fact that Lord Luo is willing to be his guardian and the other party also came here today to eliminate the demon, it is worth their respect. In addition, these Jianghu people were not laughing and joking in front of the Daoist, so they all straightened their faces, bowed, and saluted.

Lin Jue returned the salute one by one.

Just at this time, there was a slight movement underground.

Although the movement was extremely light, it was captured by some keen Jianghu people, who immediately looked down.

"Don't worry."

Luo Seng said.

The next moment, a white fox the size of a cat suddenly drilled out from the ground.

"Eh?"

Many Jianghu people felt novel.

Seeing the fox holding something in its mouth, after coming out of the ground, it turned its head to look, saw so many people, and was obviously very surprised, but seeing Lin Jue and the others, it walked over with small steps.

Lowering its head and opening its mouth, two things fell.

Many Jianghu people looked over.

Seeing two insects, also like two stones, looking quite strange, one with large jaws, one with a sharp needle, falling to the ground, hitting together, and making a stone-like sound.

Seeing the fox lift its left front paw and show it to them.

Its left front paw was originally snow-white, but now there was a bit of dark red, like bloodstains.

"It really is them!"

Luo Seng's voice was cold, and he immediately put on his bamboo hat.

The Jianghu people beside him were about to tease, but seeing this scene, they all straightened their faces and took out black cloth to cover their faces, their movements both chaotic and neat.

At the same time, Lin Jue raised his left hand, covered his mouth, and spoke to his palm.

Many Jianghu people only saw his movements, but couldn't hear the sound.

After the Daoist finished speaking, he held his hand, took it to his face again, and suddenly spread his hand toward the Daoist temple on the small hillside in front, blowing hard, as if blowing out the words in his hand.

"We will persuade the pilgrims in the temple to leave first, and take action when the sky is dark." Luo Seng said, looking around, "Inviting you all here this time is not to kill people in the Daoist temple, but to ask you to scatter outside and surround this small hillside in all directions. Before the fight, let the pilgrims leave. After the fight, don't let anyone go. If there are pilgrims, please knock them out first."

"Why not let us go in?" The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows and asked.

"The skills of the practitioners of the Dao are unpredictable. Even if you are more skilled in fighting and killing than them, if you don't know in advance, there are risks. Therefore, the matter of fighting magic with them will be left to Luo and the three Daoists."

"Doesn't Lord Luo know that in this capital, how many Jianghu people consider it a fortune to be able to entrust their lives to Lord Luo?" The sturdy man said loudly.

"Brothers, you must know that watching is also a big deal!" Luo Seng bowed, "Please hide well first!"

"..."

Everyone heard this and scattered.

The evening mist was getting heavier. Nearly thirty mounted Jianghu people first went left and right, walking between the barren land and the field ridges. After approaching the small hill, they circled the small hill and surrounded it.

What Lin Jue saw was the overwhelming Jianghu air.

Jingyun Temple was originally a piece of harmony.

Golden sunset, light green incense smoke, a row of white egrets flying past, Daoist music played in the main hall, scripture sounds coming from the side hall, and alchemy fragrance coming from nowhere, intoxicating.

Some pilgrims had just finished vegetarian meals, walking in the courtyard, or talking to each other, or telling the troubles in their hearts to familiar Daoists, or asking the famous experts in the temple about their inner confusion. Some pilgrims were already a little sleepy and went into their rooms to rest.

Among them were merchants and rich people, as well as dignitaries, and even because this was the capital, there were princes and nobles, and royal relatives.

However, just at this time, a voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

"There are demons in the Daoist temple, immortals are about to eliminate demons here, all pilgrims leave quickly."

This voice sounded as if it were right in the ear, and as if it came from the sky.

"Who?"

Someone looked around, but didn't see anyone.

Someone looked up, but only saw the leisurely blue sky.

"There are demons in the Daoist temple...

"..."

But this voice followed for two more sounds, totaling three sounds. Plus, the people around were the same as themselves. No matter what they were doing before, at this time, they all stopped and looked at their surroundings and overhead unexpectedly. This was clearly telling them that this was not an auditory hallucination.

This is Jingyun Temple...

Could it be a hint from the gods?

Someone looked at the statue in the main hall, someone asked the Daoists in the temple, and someone widened their eyes and didn't know what to do.

But even these Daoists were equally puzzled in their hearts, only pretending to be casual, also going to ask the gods, or their teachers with higher cultivation than themselves, whether there was such a thing.

Gradually, some people left the Daoist temple.

Suddenly, a voice came out from beside them again:

"If you are unwilling to leave, please enter the room, close the doors and windows, and do not open your eyes to watch, otherwise it is easy to get involved in cause and effect."

People have hearts and can distinguish right from wrong. This place is a Daoist temple. This voice is gentle, and the words are full of good intentions. Most people are naturally willing to listen.

In this way, more people left.

Even those who didn't leave entered the room.

Only a few dozen or a hundred Daoists remained in the Daoist temple, discussing at a loss, and some even really thought that demons had come to their temple, and this voice was a revelation from the gods, so they searched in the Daoist temple, or went to worship their gods, asking if there was such a thing.

Because they never dared to think that in the capital, someone would dare to break into their door and look for trouble.

So much so that they forgot that they were also demons.

Until a loud bang!

A stone giant taller than the courtyard wall crashed into the courtyard wall and a guest room, crashing into the Daoist temple.

That moment was truly like an earthquake.

"Slap!"

A pilgrim who hadn't left yet closed the window instantly.