Chapter 174

The closer to the Lingxian Heavenly King Temple, Qian Chen slowed down instead. When he arrived at the temple gate, he saw Qian Chen, Yan Shu, and Cen Can dressed as scholars, walking into the Heavenly King Temple very naturally.

Believers in the temple shuttled back and forth, devoutly praying for peace and smoothness, auspiciousness and satisfaction.

The sandalwood incense of all kinds lingered between the towers, and monks with slight magic power presided over the temple, adding oil to the green lamps before the Buddha, explaining for the believers, and the sound of chanting accompanied by some noisy sounds echoed in this temple hall. The Buddha statue in the main hall opened its red lips slightly, smiling, standing reservedly, with a graceful posture.

And those four Vajras were gnashing their teeth, glaring. They stepped on ferocious evil ghosts and Yakshas, some standing on one leg stepping on an evil ghost, and some stepping on one with both feet, dancing steel whips, as if subduing demons and glaring.

Although this Heavenly King Temple is not long-standing among the many ancient temples in Chang'an, it has a history of eight hundred years. The glazed tiles on the eaves of the ancient hall have already been eroded, the vermilion on the door walls is a bit dim, the threshold in front of the temple is worn out, and the center of the steps is even a bit sunken.

The temple is not bustling, but there are not a few people. A guest-receiving monk saw Qian Chen and the others coming from afar, his face showing joy, and he was about to come up to greet them... Scholars dressed like Qian Chen, even if they don't have money to donate to the temple, have poems and essays to make a name for themselves.

Temples in Chang'an, if there are no one or two poems written for them, really have no face among the many ancient temples.

"Fortunately, Li Bi has already disguised himself as a Yaksha and mixed into the Yin earth. He should be able to trick out the news of the mastermind behind the scenes," Yan Shu whispered: "Otherwise, with so many commoners here, how can we take action?"

Qian Chen said calmly: "Just use an illusion!"

As he walked slowly in the Heavenly King Temple, wherever he went, the whole temple seemed to become taller, and people became smaller and smaller. Walking inside, it was like an ant. But those believers didn't notice it at all, and even the guest-receiving monk who walked towards Qian Chen and the others didn't notice that the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

As Qian Chen reached out gently, a giant's head also appeared above the temple hall. He looked down at Chang'an city, as if picking up a building block, and picked up the Heavenly King Temple in it.

That head was surprisingly the appearance of Qian Chen.

A giant hand covering the sky fell, holding the Heavenly King Temple where they were in the palm of his hand.

At this time, Qian Chen spread his palm again. What Cen Can saw was that there was also a small Heavenly King Temple in his palm, and some ant-like little people were moving inside.

And in the Heavenly King Temple around Qian Chen, I don't know when, people had disappeared cleanly.

Cen Can was a bit horrified. He looked at the Heavenly King Temple in Qian Chen's hand in horror and said: "How did you catch people into this? In the public eye of Chang'an, showing off your supernatural powers like this. Won't it scare them... Hurry up and let them out!"

At this time, Qian Chen pointed to him to see, and saw that there were also people entering and exiting the Heavenly King Temple in his palm.

Cen Can looked back at the door, and the people who came out of that Heavenly King Temple all appeared on the street outside, and the people who went in appeared in the Heavenly King Temple in Qian Chen's palm.

"I used illusion to divide this Heavenly King Temple into two, one is the Heavenly King Temple where we are, and the other is the Heavenly King Illusion Temple I created. Believers and monks were transferred to the Heavenly King Illusion Temple... This is the true and illusion two realms method in illusion," Qian Chen smiled slightly: "Illusion can not only deceive people, ghosts, and gods, but when illusion reaches the truth, mirages, true and illusion two realms are all ordinary. Now, even if we smash this temple, we don't have to worry about hurting the innocent!"

Qian Chen handed the small Heavenly King Temple in his palm to Cen Can and said: "Keep it well!"

Cen Can took the small Heavenly King Temple in horror and protected it in his palm.

Yan Shu said in surprise: "Li Bi is calm and over-the-top, and his scheming is as much as yours. Why not wait for him to trick out the clues of the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Is this important?" Qian Chen turned his head and asked him.

"The identity of the person behind the scenes is very important to Li Bi and Cen Can, but to us? It doesn't matter if it's the Emperor, the Imperial Consort, or even the Crown Prince, Yang Guozhong, An Lushan, Shi Siming... these people are all fine. As long as it is determined that they are demons who want to destroy this prosperous age, what difference does the identity make."

"Only one sword!" Qian Chen stroked the Affectionate Sword.

Qian Chen stared at the four Heavenly King statues standing in the courtyard: "I just want to know what they want to do."

Under Qian Chen's gaze that could see through the subtle, the four Heavenly King statues slowly revealed their true forms, overlapping with the four guardian gods in the Yin earth. Their bodies swelled, and together with the Heavenly King Temple, they turned into a majestic hall like a small mountain. The four guardian gods stood in four directions, and the Yakshas they stepped on turned into several evil ghosts entangled together.

The resentful ghost souls were stepped on by the Heavenly Kings, and the resentment was like a nail, nailed into the Yin earth.

Such souls, under the feet of each Heavenly King, have nine, and now only the Northern Heavenly King and the Western Heavenly King are not complete, each missing two...

"It seems that the evil ghost looking for a replacement under the Northern Heavenly King's feet is not once every three thousand years, but has just begun."

Qian Chen stared at the evil ghosts and said: "They died at the latest three months ago, and the earliest were imprisoned here twenty years ago!"

"This is a conspiracy that has continued from twenty years ago to today!" Yan Shu's expression was even more solemn.

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"You said there were two cultivators chasing the whereabouts of Ren Xuanyan's soul..." The Northern Heavenly King's expression moved: "What about Ren Xuanyan's soul? Yang Guozhong promised to hand him over to me. Chang'an is not Luoyang, Lord Zhong Kui is not easy to talk to. If it weren't for... hum... the Nine Ghost Yin Demon Nails need living souls with specific birth dates, which are hard to find, so I can only use cultivators with foundations to replace them."

The Northern Heavenly King secretly thought: "I originally took a fancy to a sorcerer selling skills in the West Market, bewitched a foreign monk to harm him, but provoked a meddling cultivator to take action. The foreign monk's soul was also caught by Lord Zhong Kui... If Ren Xuanyan is missing, the Nine Ghost Yin Demon Nails will not be completed, and the master's great plan will be delayed..."

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"This is the Nine Ghost Yin Demon Nail, a magic technique specifically used by the demonic path to demonize the earth veins and pollute the spirit veins!" Qian Chen whispered.

He stared at the Chang'an city in his palm and said: "Hundreds of Daoist temples and temples in Chang'an suppress the Yin earth veins and have long been refined into an indestructible array. This is the key to why Chang'an is called the 'Divine Capital'. Because every ward in this place has divine earth and gods suppressing it, the whole city is not only a city of people, but also a city where gods live."

"In this city, any demons and ghosts, don't even think about causing chaos."

"Similarly, if you want to cause chaos, you must first destroy these temples in the city that suppress the Divine Capital."

"You mean..." Yan Shu said solemnly: "Someone is refining the Nine Ghost Yin Demon Nails, wanting to destroy the Divine Capital?"

Qian Chen shook his head and said: "The same means, how can it be repeated? Do you really think Lord Zhong Kui is blind? I just suspect, this Northern Heavenly King... and the other three Heavenly Kings in this temple, what kind of ghosts are they?"

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At this time, the Northern Heavenly King in the Yin earth suddenly opened his eyes and said to the Yaksha evil ghost: "The two cultivators you mentioned, are they these two people."

After saying this, he projected the figures of Qian Chen and Yan Shu from his eyes. They were standing in the courtyard of the Heavenly King Temple, reflected in the eyes of the Northern Heavenly King statue, and then projected out.

Li Bi was horrified, secretly saying not good, he didn't know why Qian Chen and the others launched in advance, but his side...

"You really have a problem..." The Northern Heavenly King whispered: "You are not a Yaksha!"

Li Bi withdrew and flew back. The pagoda in the Northern Heavenly King's hand had turned into a thirteen-story stupa, crashing down towards him. The other three Heavenly Kings also took action. The Eastern Heavenly King of Holding the Country plucked the strings of the pipa in his hand, emitting bursts of magic sounds, clanging and powerful, like the clashing of gold and stone, and the Qi of killing and cutting poured out, making Li Bi's magic power chaotic.

The Southern Heavenly King of Growth had a long sword in his hand, like a demon, with an eye growing on the sword, and the magic light saw Li Bi.

The magic sword slashed out. Li Bi just said not good in his heart, and was slashed by the magic light sword light.

The Heavenly King of Growth was stunned for a moment, seeing a Yaksha ghost skin under the magic sword, which was slashed into two halves, rolling in the air. The Northern Heavenly King's pagoda also failed to suppress Li Bi.

The Western Heavenly King of Wide Eyes held an iron mace and looked around, only to find that Li Bi had almost escaped the Yin earth.

Li Bi wiped the cold sweat on his head while secretly rejoicing. If it weren't for the substitute ability of the ghost skin peeled off by Qian Chen, even if he wasn't seriously injured, he would have been trapped by the array of the four Heavenly Kings and surrounded by the four.

The pipa sound rang again, the melody was faster and tighter, the pipa was carried on the back of the Heavenly King of Holding the Country, playing sideways, the ten fingers jumping, the pipa sound was noisy and cutting, emitting magic sounds that took people's souls. Because Li Bi was paying attention to avoiding the iron mace swung by the Western Heavenly King of Wide Eyes, he was invaded by the magic sound, and his body couldn't help but dance with the pipa sound.

The Northern Heavenly King of Hearing's pagoda fell, wanting to completely block Li Bi's retreat.

The eye of the magic sword in the hand of the Heavenly King of Growth opened again...

At this time, when Li Bi had no retreat, a sword sound clanged!

The sword sound hummed low, accompanied by inaudible thunder sounds, colorless thunder light shrouded the Yin earth, exploded suddenly, the pagoda, magic sword, and iron mace were all shrouded in thunder light, suffered this explosion, thrown high, and bounced away.

The pipa sound was even more defeated, instantly disrupted. The Heavenly King of Holding the Country held the pipa with two broken strings and looked outside the Yin earth.

Over there...

Qian Chen stood among the four Heavenly King statues, flicking the sword hilt casually.

He raised his head slowly, swept a glance at the four Heavenly Kings, and smiled: "If the four Heavenly Kings are just you few wine bags and rice sacks, I should have killed my way to Mount Sumeru long ago, changed the Great Dasheng Leiyin Temple into my Little Electric Sound Temple, and come to be the Tathagata myself!"

The Yin earth Divine Capital and the Chang'an Heavenly King Temple gradually overlapped, and the figures of the four Heavenly Kings also merged with the four god statues. The god statues opened their eyes and slowly recovered. Li Bi's figure suddenly appeared beside Qian Chen, standing side by side with him. He held a whisk and faced the god statue of the Heavenly King of Growth, asking without looking back: "What are you doing?"

"No need to trick their words! I already know what they are..."

Qian Chen swept a glance at the four Heavenly Kings and sneered coldly.