Pagoda Immortality

Jueshang left, and the entire Xihe Temple was immersed in sadness.

The low sound of chanting continued for two whole hours.

At noon.

The sound of chanting gradually subsided, and many monks from Xihe Temple stood up slowly, with blank expressions on their faces.

Although they don't know Jueshang's true identity, since the other party took away the formation talisman and went to Moyun Mountain, this shows that Jueshang is inseparable from the legendary demon clan.

This place is no longer safe.

"Senior Brother Yinfa, we..."

The second elder came slowly and looked at the former great elder but hesitated to speak.

"Why!"

"Send someone to inform the five major sects."

"In addition, give the order to everyone to clean up and prepare to leave here."

Yinfa seemed to have drained all his strength and looked up at the sky. He seemed to see the rain of blood falling again, falling into his eyes and staining his eye sockets red.

"Senior brother, it's not good!"

At this moment, the fourth elder suddenly rushed over from a distance and shouted anxiously to Yinfa: "Junior brother Yinhu, he..."

"Yinhu?"

Hearing these two words, Yinfa couldn't help but feel tense. He turned his head and looked into the distance. He saw many people gathering at the other end of the square, but Yinhu was nowhere to be seen.

Upon seeing this, Yinfa hurried towards the crowd.

In the center of the crowd, Yinhu was lying on the ground, with bulging veins on his forehead, clenching his teeth and letting out a dull roar, as if he was suffering from some kind of severe pain.

Yinfa rushed into the crowd and helped Yinhu up: "How are you?"

Yinhu was vague: "I, I feel like there are countless poisonous insects biting my body, my brain, my head is about to explode..."

When Yinfa heard this, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed. After thinking for a while, he took out a snow-white pill and stuffed it into his mouth: "This is Jasper Disinfectant Pill, which can cure all poisons..."

The second elder suddenly said: "He doesn't seem to be poisoned!"

After everyone heard this, they all looked at the second elder.

The second elder walked to Yinhu and squatted down. He gently turned Yinhu's face, exposing the right side of his face to everyone's eyes. "Look! This thing looks like it's alive."

After everyone took a closer look, they discovered that there were a few squirming black lines on the right side of Yinhu's face near his temple, which made people feel cold.

"This thing seems to be the demonic energy recorded in ancient books..." the third elder said with a frown.

The demons have disappeared for so long that even in places like Xihe Temple, descriptions of demonic energy can only be obtained from ancient books.

As for the demons, most of the ones described above are weird in appearance, cruel and tyrannical in character, and like to feed on living people... and so on.

This was also the main reason why everyone in Xihe Temple did not regard Jueshang as a demon at the beginning, because Jueshang was no different from humans in appearance or breath.

"Demon energy... So, the man in black robe before was most likely a demon servant controlled by the demon clan?" Someone suddenly realized.

"Most likely."

Everyone nodded secretly after hearing this. Until now, they still didn't think Jueshang was a real demon.

"Don't talk about this yet! Second Elder, you are well-informed, but do you know how to clear away the evil energy? Junior Brother Yinhu seems to be unable to hold on any longer." Yinfa suddenly interrupted everyone and said to the Second Elder.

"The demonic energy is overbearing and cannot be easily removed."

As the second elder spoke, he suddenly looked at the third elder and said, "Third elder, I remember that you practice the Demon-Suppressing Heart Sutra, right?"

The third elder nodded slightly: "I practice, and I use it for meditation on weekdays. Why, does the second elder think the Demon-Suppressing Heart Sutra is useful?"

The second elder said: "Although we can't help him completely get rid of the demonic energy, if he suppresses it with the Demon Suppressing Heart Sutra every day, it shouldn't be a problem to protect his mind from being eroded in a short period of time."

"Short time? What about in the future?" the fourth elder asked with a frown.

"From now on...it depends on God's will."

The second elder sighed softly and said thoughtfully: "Counting the time, the fog in the Lost Land should have dispersed. If I can find the Ice Soul inside, maybe Junior Brother Yinhu can still be saved, otherwise... .”

"Land of the Lost?"

Upon hearing these words, all the elders' eyes lit up. That was a place where real opportunities and dangers coexisted. If they are lucky, even those with golden immortal cultivation will be able to gain great benefits from it.

But if they are unlucky, even if they are golden immortals, there is no guarantee that they can escape from it.

"Hanbing Xinso, can you really help Yinhu?" Yinfa asked.

"I have read an ancient book, which says that the Ice Soul is extremely effective in purifying demons. If it is supplemented by the Demon-Suppressing Heart Sutra, it shouldn't be a problem." The second elder replied.

Hearing this, Yinfa felt a little at ease.

He immediately entrusted Yinhu to the second elder and asked him to use the Demon-Suppressing Heart Sutra to help Yinhu temporarily stabilize his mind. He also asked the third elder to be responsible for presiding over the relocation of the sect.

As for himself, he took several elders and left Xihe Temple without stopping, preparing to go to the legendary lost land to help Yinhu find the ice soul.

It can be seen from this that the cohesion of Xihe Temple is quite strong, at least it is not like other sects where there are intrigues everywhere.

There is no sun or moon in cultivation, and thousands of years have passed in a blink of an eye.

This spring, all trees are in spring.

Lu Li, who had been in seclusion for more than 1,300 years, finally walked out of the forest hut.

He looked much more easy-going than before the retreat, with a bit more airiness about him and a slight smile on his face.

This retreat made him quite satisfied with the harvest.

First, the two avenues of time and space broke through to the early stage of Xuanxian at the same time, and the Dao tree gave birth to mysterious flower buds, making him a real Daohua realm powerhouse.

Secondly, the avenue of life broke through from the middle stage of Zhenxian to the peak of Zhenxian, and the avenue of death broke through from the early stage of Zhenxian to the late stage of Zhenxian.

Finally, thanks to the blessing of the four ancestral paths, the seven attributes of the five elements of light and darkness also broke through to the Xuanxian realm at the same time, the thunder attribute reached the late stage of Zhenxian, and only the wind attribute was dragged back and was still in the early stage of Zhenxian.

Such harvests, in such a short time, can only be achieved by Lu Li, who has the Three Treasures Glazed Tower.

Over the past thousand years, the scenery around the cottage has changed a lot, but this cottage, under the protection of the dust-avoiding beads and the formation, is still the same as before.

The only difference is that there is a circle of logs in front of the house, and a circle of flower beds under the wall, with many white flowers blooming in it.

As soon as Lu Li stepped into the yard, he was filled with pleasant flower fragrance.

Chan Bao and the snowman beast were not there at this time. Lu Li walked out of the yard slowly and found that the two little guys were in a daze across the stream. At this time, there were a few crystal-clear "green leaves" on the snowman beast's head.

"Ah! It's out."

Suddenly, Chan Bao shouted in surprise, jumped up from the ground, and flew in front of Lu Li: "Master, you are out of seclusion, I'm almost bored to death."

The snowman beast also followed, grinning and holding Lu Li's feet stupidly. It actually wanted to go back to the medicine garden. It was not fun outside.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Lu Li smiled and rubbed Chan Bao's head, then walked towards the stream, squatted by the stream, scooped up a handful of cool stream water with both hands, poured it on his face, and asked casually:

"Nothing has happened in these years?"