Chapter 76: The Mutation of the Hooked Order

"How bold!"

Luo Mingzi was furious when he saw this and was about to throw the precious sword in his hand.

However, Chen Fagui was not afraid at all and picked up the candle on the table.

Luo Mingzi paused and stopped.

It was because Chen Fagui realized he couldn't stop him, so he placed several gunpowder bags on the altar. To ensure a quick detonation, he even piled gunpowder at the fuse.

Gunpowder is not rare in the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Although the imperial court strictly forbids private use by the people, many Jianghu factions and green forest strongholds have configurations; it simply cannot be managed.

Especially after opening the sea, distant ocean trade, and bloody struggles with other countries, the roar of cannons is indispensable, so many chambers of commerce will privately hoard it.

By now, the ban has existed in name only.

Jianghu people rarely use it in fights, only because using this thing is a major case, and even the Commandant's Office will directly investigate it. Regardless of right or wrong, using it is a capital crime.

As long as Chen Fagui throws it casually, the entire tomb will be blown up, and neither those children nor Wang Daoxuan's Wandering Soul Jar will be saved.

Just then, a faint light flashed in Luo Mingzi's eyes.

His vision was extraordinary, and he saw a hand reaching out from the grave-robbing hole on the back side of the tomb, pressing down lightly, signaling him not to act rashly.

It was Li Yan who had also sneaked in, using the invisibility technique to restrain his aura, but he also sensed the gunpowder, so he didn't come down to attack.

Luo Mingzi saw this, his expression unchanged, and said in a deep voice: "Daoist, Zhao Facheng said you were once a protector of one side; why do you do this?"

"Protector of one side?"

Chen Fagui seemed to be touched by his thoughts and laughed miserably: "Yes, I also thought so, accumulating Yin virtue, adhering to my original heart, comprehending the mysteries of the Profound, and making a name for my sect in the future."

"But, what did I get?"

"Why is it that those who commit crimes can live happily and end their lives peacefully, while I, with my ambitions unfulfilled, have to suffer from lung cancer?"

"What kind of bullshit Yin virtue, the Way of Heaven is unfair; why should I protect it!"

Luo Mingzi saw that he was somewhat crazy, so he narrowed his eyes and persuaded: "You have not yet committed a great mistake; even if you die, you can safely reincarnate, but once you enter the demonic path, it will be difficult to turn back."

"Reincarnation?"

Chen Fagui laughed: "Becoming an immortal, longevity, reincarnation... everyone has said so since ancient times, but who has ever seen it? It's all to deceive the ignorant."

Luo Mingzi sneered, "That's because your knowledge is shallow. There are many brilliant and talented practitioners in the Mystic Sect throughout the ages; do you think they are all fools?"

"To tell you the truth, I really know some..."

"Oh?"

Chen Fagui was attracted by the attention, and his hand loosened a bit.

Li Yan, who was behind, wouldn't miss the opportunity. He leaped out, and at the same time, flicked his right hand, and a flying locust stone roared out.

Pop!

The candle in Chen Fagui's hand was immediately knocked away.

He didn't understand fist and foot techniques, so his reaction speed couldn't compare to a martial artist.

And Luo Mingzi opposite was even more ruthless. He flicked his hand, and the Seven-Star sword was like a silk ribbon, piercing Chen Fagui's heart with a "pfft."

At the same time, Li Yan also landed, flicked his Guanshan blade backhand, and Chen Fagui's head immediately flew up, rolling on the ground.

Thud, the corpse fell, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Mingzi saw this and leaped over, quickly taking away the fire basins and candles around, keeping them away from the explosives in the center of the altar.

There were still twelve children lying on the ground. If any of them suddenly woke up and knocked over the fire basin in panic, they would all have to be buried with them.

Li Yan also quickly sheathed his blade to help.

But just then, the hair on his back stood up, and a chill surged into his heart, as if a wild beast had appeared out of thin air behind him.

Clang!

Li Yan hurriedly drew his blade and turned around.

He saw Chen Fagui's head on the ground, staring at him intently.

The other party was dead, but a resentment surged directly toward him.

"How bold!"

Luo Mingzi had also discovered it, took off a soul-suppressing bell from his waist, shook it with his left hand, pinched the mudra with his right, and said in a deep voice: "Keep your mind and spirit, I will remove the curse for you."

It was Chen Fagui, before his death, relying on his last bit of will, detonating his own stored observation tower to curse Li Yan.

The soul-suppressing bell rang, and the Gang Qi spread with the sound of the bell.

However, it was ultimately a step too late.

Li Yan only felt his eyes go black and his head ache as if splitting. The resentful roar of Chen Fagui seemed to echo in his brain, and at the same time, hallucinations appeared before his eyes:

The six wounds Chen Fagui cut on his forehead actually opened slowly, turning into six eyes, looking in different directions, extremely eerie.

Just then, a sharp burning pain came from his abdomen.

Although the pain was unbearable, it made Li Yan's brain recover its clarity.

Looking at Chen Fagui's forehead again, where were there six eyes?

He endured the pain and took an object from his waist—it was Wu Laosi's Hooked Order!

At that time, after Wu Laosi died, this object returned to normal, with no aura, like an ordinary token.

Sha Lifei was timid and didn't dare to handle this object, so Li Yan wrapped it in red cloth and put it at his waist. Unexpectedly, it mutated again at this moment.

Li Yan held the Hooked Order, covered in cold sweat, feeling as if he was holding a red-hot branding iron, and even smelled the burnt smell of roasted meat, but he couldn't shake it off.

This burning pain was like a sharp blade drilling into his heart, and his whole arm was numb.

The Great Luo Dala Dala Fa Shen in his Dantian actually began to repair itself automatically.

The wound on his hand disappeared immediately, but was burnt by the Hooked Order again in a blink of an eye.

Within a short time, it repeated several times.

Finally, the burning pain disappeared.

The Hooked Order fell to the ground with a "clatter," and Li Yan's eyes went black, almost falling to the ground.

Lifting his palm to look, there was a scar branded by the Hooked Order.

It was charred black, like a tattoo.

!.

Luo Mingzi on the side also eliminated Chen Fagui's dying curse, first pasted a yellow talisman on his forehead, and then put away the soul-suppressing bell.

He also saw the scar on Li Yan's hand and was stunned:

"Hooked Order? A living Yin Messenger?"

"How is that possible!"

Whoosh!

Just then, a violent wind blew outside.

The City God Temple soldiers arrived, the wind roared, Yin mist shrouded, wrapping the entire mountaintop. Those wandering ghosts hiding in the thin mist seemed to be dragged by invisible ropes, rising directly into the air and disappearing...

This scene was truly spectacular.

Li Yan activated his olfactory supernatural ability and felt it more deeply.

No wonder the City God Temple could suppress the peace of a place. These soldiers were like an army. Although a single one couldn't compare to the Cold Altar Chang soldiers of the past, there were many of them, and any Yin soul or fierce ghost that saw them would flee in panic.

Li Yan looked at Chen Fagui's corpse on the ground and suddenly sighed: "Do these soldiers always come last to clean up the mess?"

"The situation tonight is special; it wouldn't be so laborious in the past."

Luo Mingzi shook his head, looked at Li Yan with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about these; you are in big trouble."

"Not a Crossing-to-the-Yin person, yet you became a living Yin Messenger..."

"I have never heard of such a thing!"

…………

The morning light shone through the window lattice, forming pillars of light.

Wang Daoxuan's two eyelids twitched constantly, then he slowly opened them and saw a circle of figures surrounding him.

Li Yan, Shopkeeper Wan, Sha Lifei, and a Daoist he didn't recognize.

As if waking from a long nightmare, he was confused for a moment.

"Daoist, how do you feel?"

Sha Lifei was anxious and hurriedly asked.

This sound was like a key, making Wang Daoxuan's chaotic memory recover quickly. Associating it with the situation at the time, he had already guessed what had happened.

"Thank you all for saving me."

He squeezed out a smile, his voice hoarse.

Luo Mingzi stepped forward quickly, pulled open Wang Daoxuan's eyelids, looked at the whites of his eyes, and nodded: "It's fine. The spirit is damaged; rest for two days and it will recover."

"That's good, thank you, Daoist Luo."

Shopkeeper Wan breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand: "Let's leave first. Daoist Wang, you rest first; everything can wait until you are better."

Wang Daoxuan nodded, seemingly having exhausted his spirit by saying these few words, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

After leaving the room, Shopkeeper Wan hurriedly bowed: "Thanks to Daoist Luo's help this time, I have prepared some thin wine..."

After finding the Wandering Soul Jar, to prevent accidents, Li Yan invited Luo Mingzi to Shangyi Village to help Wang Daoxuan return his soul.

The Profound Heaven Sect disciples were indeed extraordinary; they finished it easily before dawn.

"Shopkeeper Wan is too polite."

Luo Mingzi shook his head: "The mess hasn't been cleaned up yet, and there are other important matters. I will say a few words to Little Brother Li and then leave."

Having said this, he pulled Li Yan to a quiet place.

Everyone was very sensible and avoided them one after another.

Luo Mingzi said to Li Yan in a deep voice: "It's already dawn; see if the mark on your hand is still there?"

Li Yan hurriedly raised his hand, only to see that the pattern of the Hooked Order on his left palm not only hadn't disappeared but was even more obvious, like a pitch-black tattoo.

"Senior, what is going on?"

Seeing this situation, Li Yan couldn't help but panic.

Because not only on his hand, but also on the hand of the Great Luo Dala Dala Fa Shen in his Dantian, the same Hooked Order brand appeared!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 77 =====