Chapter 80: Staying Overnight at an Abandoned Temple

Qian Chen walked along the small path for about an hour of a normal person's walking distance and discovered a village. At this time, the night was deep, and the village had long been abandoned. There were broken walls and ruins everywhere, and Qian Chen even saw many unburied white bones scattered among the ruins.

"It seems that the location where the Lord of Reincarnation dropped us was not random; there must be some clues nearby."

Qian Chen stared at the gloomy skull in the ruins for a moment, then his eyes turned to a larger mansion, where bloodstains could even be seen on the remaining white walls.

If it could be said that the skulls that were bitten to pieces were the work of wild dogs in the mountains after the villagers of this village were harmed, then the bloodstains that splashed on a wall could completely allow Qian Chen to outline the scene in his heart where the victimized villagers were bitten by huge biting force, and their upper bodies suddenly splashed on the wall.

"Is this... a demon?"

Judging from the remaining ruins, it had been more than ten years since the disaster here, and all the demon qi and magic qi had long since dissipated.

On the contrary, these traces left in the ruins could determine more things.

"Since the Lord of Reincarnation wants us to go to Heavenly Malevolence Peak, he won't let us be too far from Heavenly Malevolence Peak. There are traces of demons causing trouble here, which shows that the unusual movement of Heavenly Malevolence Peak in the mission background is related to demons. If I were an ordinary reincarnator, I would start investigating from this destroyed village, and if I found that group of demons, I would definitely be able to find clues to the unusual movement of Heavenly Malevolence Peak."

"But now, completing the reincarnation mission is secondary; the primary thing is to guard against when Master Miaokong will attack and prepare an ambush to kill him."

"If my guess is correct, the difficulty of Main Mission 1 is not how to get to Heavenly Malevolence Peak..." Qian Chen looked up at the dark, towering mountain in the distance. The mountain peak was like a pillar of heaven, very majestic, the mountain color was deep like black iron, solemn and towering.

"But finding clues to the unusual movement, and choosing a camp in this process."

"In this way, all reincarnators will not be too far away, but will be near this Heavenly Malevolence Peak... In this way, there is not much time left for me."

Qian Chen risked driving the black fog to soar dozens of feet into the air and glanced at the vicinity, seeing another ruin from afar.

He flew close to the ground and landed, only to find that it was a ruined temple, but the halls and towers in the temple had all collapsed. Besides a few houses that had collapsed for the most part, and the Buddhist pagoda behind that didn't even have a layer left, there were only various remaining statues of lions, Garudas, Skanda, and Wisdom Kings, as well as mugwort that could submerge a person's head.

The bamboo in the southeast corner and the wild lotus in the merit pond were growing very lushly.

Qian Chen looked at the temple that was completely uninhabitable, but nodded with satisfaction. Traces of thoughts still remained on this Buddhist forest, although weak, they could just right hide some fluctuations of magic power. He took out the newly pinched paper man from his tucked sleeves and pointed with his hand, transforming it into ten warriors with yellow turbans tied around their necks.

The Gold and Silver Boys jumped down from the gourd at his waist, cheering, and directed the Huang Jin Warriors to repair this temple.

The Huang Jin Warriors had great strength, and Qian Chen also used pill dregs to ingest nearby wild ghosts to help with the method of moving, and even ingested bricks and tiles from the abandoned village dozens of miles away. He buried spiritual talismans one by one in the main hall of the temple, in the Buddhist bricks engraved with Buddhist scriptures. If a high-ranking Buddhist monk saw him hiding Daoist spiritual talismans in the scripture bricks engraved with Buddha statues, he would have long been unable to resist using his tin staff to blow up his head.

Qian Chen hid the Spiritual Light Mirror on the roof of the newly repaired main hall and summoned the Clear Rainbow Sword. Under the moonlight, the Clear Rainbow Sword was crystal clear, but it was two inches long and the size of a leek leaf.

Qian Chen selected the lotus flower with the most spiritual energy in the merit pond and placed the Clear Rainbow Sword in the center of the flower.

Then he pointed with his hand, and the blooming lotus flower petals contained inside, restoring it to the appearance of a flower bud.

The Guanghan Guanghan Guanghan Bingpo Dan appeared in his mysterious pass, and that external pill, crystal clear like an ice bead, also reflected the shimmering moonlight under the moonlight. Qian Chen stood in the hall, as if two bright moons had risen inside and outside the hall. The Guanghan Guanghan Guanghan Bingpo Dan emitted clear brilliance and cold qi. Qian Chen picked it up and faced the moon... The ice bead and the bright moon overlapped, and the moonlight shone into his eyes through the ice soul, quiet and gentle.

Qian Chen moved his hand away, and the ice soul in his hand had disappeared...

It was just that the moonlight shining into the abandoned temple, which had been repaired for an hour, was even more clear and bright, and the merit lotus pond and the courtyard were filled with moonlight, gentle as water.

Lanruo... means an abandoned temple.

Qian Chen casually sprinkled ten thousand points of gold sand, which fell on the mugwort in the courtyard where no one was. The Flying Cloud Pocket transformed into the sleeves of the black Daoist robe. From then on, Qian Chen only had the various magic treasures left by Master Miaokong on his body. He tied the Bone Sarira around his neck, put the Dragon Sparrow Ring on his wrist, held the Seven Malevolence Banners in his left hand, tied the Soul-Binding Rope around his waist, carried the Heavenly Net Umbrella that had transformed back to its original appearance on his back, and hid the Black Gold Black Malevolence Hook in his sleeve.

It was necessary to make Master Miaokong feel at ease, relieved...

Other magic treasures such as the Two Worlds Copper Plate had too low a number of restriction layers and could not be used in magic battles, so Qian Chen did not waste time arranging them.

By the time these ambushes were all set up, the temple had also been repaired for the most part.

The main hall was quite spacious, and the double doors of the east and west monk rooms were slightly ajar. Qian Chen casually covered up the traces of the new repairs, and it just looked like an abandoned temple in the wilderness. There were even spiders spinning webs on the doors, a look of old traces.

Qian Chen entered the main hall, inserted the black banner behind him, casually lit a bonfire, and said to the left and right: "You go by yourselves!"

The Gold and Silver Boys returned to his waist, the group of ghosts dispersed, and the Huang Jin Warriors turned into talisman paper and were thrown into the fire, burning out in an instant. Qian Chen sat upright in front of the bonfire, facing the door of the main hall, closing his eyes to rest, conserving his energy, and preparing for the next battle.

The reason for such great trouble was that Qian Chen was not familiar with Master Miaokong's style of doing things. Judging from the destruction of the Louguan Dao, this person was quite quick and nimble. If Qian Chen ambushed various magic treasures, people would burn them down with a Nine Heavens Demon Fire, and everything would be in vain. But if he created a location related to the mission clues, with the importance reincarnators attached to the mission, they would instinctively avoid destroying the clues.

But what Qian Chen didn't expect was that Master Miaokong didn't arrive at the first moment, but someone else discovered this broken temple, the only place with human traces within hundreds of miles...

Qian Chen's spiritual sense always covered the entire temple. When he discovered that the sword qi crossed the sky, he guessed that the person would come down to investigate, and the sword qi was pure, even above Qian Chen. By the time that person reached the door, he pretended to have just discovered the visitor and looked at the door with vigilance.

After a few breaths, a middle-aged scholar pushed open the hall door and saw Qian Chen in black, with a gloomy temperament and a bloody aura on his body, so he frowned slightly, but still cupped his hands and saluted: "Disturbing you late at night, I hope the fellow Daoist won't blame me. This is the only place to stay nearby, so I ask the fellow Daoist to give me some convenience."

Qian Chen pretended to be cold and replied: "This place has no owner, and I am just borrowing it to sacrifice my body."

The scholar still cupped his hands in salute before entering the hall, looking for some firewood, and started another fire. He placed the soft bag at his waist by the fire.

The two only said this one sentence, did not talk deeply, and did not test whether the other party was also a reincarnator.

By midnight, human voices suddenly came from outside the door: "Alas! There is a temple here... strange. Why didn't I see it before? There is firelight inside... Anyway, we lost that group of demons, and now it's late, so why not go in and stay for the night! By the way, warn the people inside to guard against demons."

The person outside walked to the door of the main hall, suddenly twitched his nose, and said: "Not good, there is a bloody smell inside!"

After saying that, someone pushed the door and broke in. It was a young Daoist priest wearing a lotus leaf scarf, with the top of the hat raised backward and upward, like the folds of a lotus leaf. He was only wearing a coarse cloth Daoist robe, a pair of coarse cloth shoes on his feet, and armor horses tied to his calves. There were mud marks and bloodstains on his body. As soon as he entered, he scanned the circle, then his eyes locked on Qian Chen, and the magic sword in his right hand had already been raised.

Following him in was a person dressed as a swordsman, about thirty years old.

He entered and saw the two people in the hall. First, he scanned the white-clothed scholar with fear, then saw Qian Chen's left-path attire, cold light flashed in his eyes, and said: "This person has the appearance of a demon, and is full of bloody smell. He is definitely not a good person!" After saying that, he was about to raise his sword to go up, but was stopped by the young Daoist priest: "Brother Liang, don't be reckless!"

After saying that, he cupped his hands to Qian Chen: "Is the fellow Daoist a human?"

Qian Chen nodded slightly and continued to maintain his taciturn persona: "Of course I am a human!"

"Since you are a human, then when you go out, don't ask so much." The young Daoist priest retracted his magic sword and saluted Qian Chen and the two again: "I am Zhichiu, a Kunlun Daoist. I have met two fellow Daoists. I got lost chasing demons and passed by this place. I hope the two fellow Daoists can lend me a place to rest for a while."

"Everyone is a guest!" The white-clothed scholar nodded: "Please feel free!" ===== CHAPTER 81 =====