Chapter 457

Only seeing those Daoists of the Guanxing Palace rushing inside frantically, shouting words like "absorbing dragon energy," "evil Daoist," and "go in and see," not knowing whether they really thought so, whether they were also deceived, or whether they intentionally used it as a cover, in short, everyone seemed to be protecting the national destiny of the Great Jiang.

The short and thin man held a lantern in one hand and blew hard, blowing out a river of thousands of fire stars, submerging these Daoists.

The other hand held a thunder-light sword, sweeping out thunder lights. Only hearing the crackling sound, the Daoists protected by golden light were knocked down one by one.

There were Daoists of the Guanxing Palace chanting spells and swinging swords.

Daoist Tao raised the bell in his hand, and suddenly the golden light flourished, shining so that everyone could not open their eyes.

Then there was the sound of breaking through the air, and flying knives danced wildly.

Even if the Daoists of the Guanxing Palace had golden light protection, they were slashed with fire stars and wounds by the flying knives, one by one in a mess, swinging swords randomly, trying to block, and even falling to the ground.

At the same time, a fierce tiger was walking on the wall, looking at that side with staring eyes—

Dragon-Transforming Play!

The wooden swords and iron swords turned into poisonous snakes, and were thrown to the ground by the terrified Daoists of the Guanxing Palace.

There were also Daoists of the Guanxing Palace throwing talisman paper.

As soon as it was thrown, Daoist Jia waved his sleeve, fanning out a gale, and fanned it away.

There were also Daoists holding bows and crossbows in the distance shooting arrows.

Just before the bows and crossbows were shot, they heard a sound:

"Freeze!"

There were flying knives going to find him.

There were also Daoists climbing the courtyard wall.

However, just after climbing the courtyard wall, looking closely, below were armored soldiers in heavy armor, their faces painted with bright red oil paint, wearing face masks, tall and mighty, like celestial soldiers.

With this kind of formation, I'm afraid even yaoguai and ghosts would be scared.

Everyone hesitated immediately.

In this hesitation, suddenly flying knives flew over, and vigorous energy shot over, or a colorful civet cat that suddenly jumped out fiercely pounced on the face, and one by one they fell off the courtyard wall.

Daoist Tao's apprentice stood in the courtyard, holding a Hu bow. If it was close, with a thought, he let the flying knives go find them. If it was in the distance, he bent the bow and pulled the string, not taking an arrow, just shooting toward that side, and it seemed that invisible arrows were shot out, shooting them down.

"Why haven't the soldiers taken action yet? Do you want to disobey orders?"

However, those imperial guards did not move at all.

Both sides had to continue to fight fiercely, with casualties on both sides.

Wan Xinrong's side won because their Daoist practice was deeper and their abilities were strong, but the other side won because of their large numbers, and even had talismans invited down.

"Although True Person Lin has not yet reached the critical moment, we cannot let them in even if we die!"

"Do you still need to say it?"

Everyone gritted their teeth and fought with the Daoists.

Just when Wan Xinrong and others were about to have casualties, only seeing a white light flash—

The white fox jumped onto the courtyard wall and shook its body, turning into a huge six-tailed white fox, so that the courtyard wall was as thin as a blade under its feet. When its tail opened, it was like an ancient divine being.

The white fox was serious and did not drag its feet. As soon as it jumped onto the courtyard wall, it opened its mouth and spat toward the bottom:

A burst of cold air, freezing a group of Daoists!

A streak of fierce fire, melting how much golden light!

A mouthful of yellow smoke, creating dozens of statues!

After spitting, the fox quickly returned to the courtyard.

Those imperial guards watched from afar and were all stunned.

In their hearts, they could only be glad that they did not come forward.

Just at this moment, a person walked over with big strides, panting.

"Lord, Lord Nan..."

This person was Lord Nan who returned from Mount Fengshan.

After Master Fan Tian died, the most prestigious and popular people in the capital were True Person Lin and Master Nan. Seeing Master Nan, not only did the commoners watching from afar consciously make way for him and bow to greet him, but even the imperial guards saw him and were respectful, as if they had found their backbone, and bowed one after another.

"What are you doing here!?"

"This..."

"Are you all stupid? Life is your own, and right and wrong must be in your hearts. How can there be a reason in this world to die for evil without getting any benefit?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Many imperial guards heard this and actually retreated again.

Master Nan scolded the army back alone, without any effort.

Lin Jue sat in front of the alchemy furnace, his face unchanged.

The first thing the fox did when it returned was to continue spitting fire.

"Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun..."

From the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun who gave him the longevity wood, it can be seen that the Four Saints under the Heavenly Grandfather are not all in the same boat as the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun. And just because of him, he has Fuyao and his junior sister to protect him, has many Dao-protectors, has the hearts of the people in the capital, and has Lord Nan and Daoist Jiang to help him. He really doesn't know how he can stop him even if he wants to descend to the mortal world in person.

The so-called "those who follow the Dao get much help, those who lose the Dao get little help" is just like this.

And at this moment, the spiritual aura in the furnace had almost merged into one, the dragon and phoenix were fighting, and the luck was shocking, so that even the alchemy furnace seemed unable to bear it, and cracks appeared.

Only the last alchemy material was missing.

That was Lin Jue's merit.

Lin Jue just sat here, unmoved.

There was clear breeze between heaven and earth, blowing across the land of Qinzhou. The Daoists of the Guanxing Palace had been repelled, and Wan Xinrong and others were all injured, either struck by lightning, burned by fire, or shone by golden light, but they leaned against the courtyard gate and still held on, guarding the courtyard.

Fighting so desperately, is it just because of the kindness of teaching the Dao, giving magic tools and silver money?

The clear breeze went forward for hundreds of steps. Master Nan was panting, but he scolded the imperial guards beside him. Since True Person Lin entered the capital, what he did, how many times he fought desperately to eliminate yaoguai to protect the commoners, how could he be such an evil person?

The voice was sonorous, full of righteousness, echoing endlessly.

In the tea houses and taverns, voices also came out:

"True Person Lin has saved countless people...

"I was saved by True Person Lin. If you say True Person Lin is an evil Daoist, I am the first one who doesn't believe it!"

"The world is chaotic, and all kinds of strange things happen! Civil officials lose their wisdom, martial artists lose their courage, and the emperor also listens to slander. Fortunately, there is True Person Lin and Master Nan!"

"..."

"Hu..."

The beggar at the city gate was in rags and fell asleep on the ground. Fortunately, the weather was very warm, and hunger and cold were ultimately missing one thing. Even if the clear breeze passed by and lifted his hair, it only sent him a burst of comfort.

Suddenly he had a dream, dreaming back to several years ago.

!

He thought he would die in that winter, but unexpectedly, relying on the thin porridge and wild vegetables on the road, he lived for a year. Since then, although True Person Lin was not in the capital, there were often people in the city imitating his behavior, wanting to accumulate some positive and negative merit for themselves and their descendants in this chaotic world. Relying on repairing roads and building temples, he actually lived through several winters.

By the Wei River, children were playing in the water, and women were washing clothes on the shore. In just over ten years, the story of the Tuo Dragon King was about the same as the rumors from hundreds of years ago in the children's hearts.

In Jinping County, the temple had been built.

The local commoners followed True Person Lin's instructions, removed his divine statue in the temple, and built it into an ordinary temple. But on the stone tablet in front of the temple and the text on the temple wall, the True Person's deeds were engraved.

I don't know how many people came here to offer incense, and I don't know how many people stopped in front of the tablet and under the wall, looking up and reading.

The spring water of Leopard Forest gurgled, bringing blessings for thousands of miles.

Outside Mount Modu, Ziyun, Boyu, Jiguang, and Letian had been rebuilt. The large land outside the city was still uneven, as if telling the shocking yaoguai chaos of that year.

The commoners lived in it, and in their depression, they would sometimes think of the things on Mount Modu, as well as those believers, those "divine messengers," and the Daoist standing on the city wall.

"True Person Lin..."

"True Person Lin..."

"True Person Lin..."

There were calls in the commoners' hearts, and echoes between heaven and earth.

The imperial guards left on their own.

Master Nan protected him.

The commoners in the capital also came to support him, and even the defeated Daoists of the Guanxing Palace were beaten up when they walked on the street.

Yaoguai sensed the spiritual aura here. Those with virtue heard it was "True Person Lin," and either said "no wonder," or said "that person is worthy." Those without virtue, hearing it was True Person Lin, did not dare to have any covetous heart at all, and did not even dare to look more.

Even the divine beings in heaven did not dare to obstruct him openly.

I don't know when, the dragon and phoenix in the alchemy furnace were no longer fighting, but coiling and dancing, and the spiritual aura was harmonious.

In the capital, there was purple energy rushing straight into the clouds.

Clearly it was noon, but the east was red at some point, like a grand morning glow, as if a red sun was about to rise. The west rose with orange-yellow like a sea, magnificent like a sunset, as if a sunset had just sunk from that side, leaving a glow.

Then heard a dragon's roar, a phoenix's cry, and there were actually a dragon and phoenix rising from the roof of this courtyard, ascending into the sky, dancing and ascending to heaven together.

I don't know how many commoners in the capital looked up and saw this scene, all surprised and opened their eyes wide.

"What is that?"

"Look! Divine miracle!"

"Heavenly phenomenon!"

"So there really are dragons and phoenixes in heaven and earth..."

Even the older and well-informed ones had never seen this scene, and at most had seen similar descriptions in ancient strange books.

I don't know how many monsters in the capital felt it, came out of their rooms, chose a high place, and looked toward this side from afar.

"What is this?"

"Is someone about to become an immortal?"

"Did someone refine a Golden Core?"

"If in my lifetime, I can see a 'True Person' attain reality and master the Dao, and fly away as an immortal, I would have no regrets even if I died."

The Daoists of the Guanxing Palace were also looking at this side.

In the magnificent palace, the emperor and eunuchs who had been worried for a long time were also alarmed, and hurriedly ran out of the palace, looking at the sky and this side, all surprised.

Even in the rolling white clouds, above the Nine Heavens, various gazes were cast over.

And in this quiet room, Lin Jue just reached out—

A pill naturally flew out.

The immortal pill was half crystal clear like jade, half orange-red, emitting faint mist, amazing spiritual aura, boundless mystery, and I don't know how many insights and cultivation were condensed in it.

"Boom..."

This Ruyi alchemy furnace shattered.

With help from many sides and obstruction from many sides, the Golden Core was conceived.

(End of chapter)