The Kashyapa lineage is facing the greatest purge.

Blood flowed into a river, and countless corpses of night ghosts were lying on the ground, with ferocious and distorted expressions. There were also many night ghosts floating in the air, surrounding Qianjiangyue like locusts.

However, no matter how cruel they were, Qian Jiangyue was decisive from beginning to end, and even attacked but not defended.

Under the extremely amazing combat power, the coldness of Kashyapa lineage also had a hint of retreat.

The momentum is weak, and there are only 70% or 80% of the 100% of the power that can burst out. Some people even find the right gap to escape when the situation is not good.

Qian Jiangyue did not chase after him, and waved his sword all the way forward. Faced with the continuous murderous intent, the brutal Ye Gui couldn't help but retreat.

They are terrifying existences in the eyes of the world, but the killing god in front of them is far more bloodthirsty than them.

...

"The color of the painting seems to have become darker." Lin Xun sat on a small stool, looking up at the changes on the portrait. He could see blood flashing slightly from the originally blank background.

[System: Qian Jiangyue completely removed the most evil force in her body from her seal. The blood light means that he was interested in killing.]

Lin Xun stared at the painting and pondered: "Is it possible for the seal of this painting to be broken?"

[System: It is all determined by his intentions.]

When the desire to kill can no longer be suppressed, the force that was forcibly sealed will become more fiercely counterattacked.

Lin Xun's current preference for the world master is Qian Jiangyue's disciple. If he is a demonic person, he may not be able to be threatened with life.

[System: The host does not need to worry too much. The strength of the three is above most people, and there is a great hope of survival.]

Lin Xun silently rolled the picture and walked out the door. Wu Que crossed her legs and was still blowing on the eaves. Her childish face was serious that was completely inconsistent with her age. His expression looked more like a philosopher than a Taoist priest.

After seeing the person clearly, Wu Que raised her chin slightly and pretended not to see it.

Lin Xun was not talking loudly, but he could hear it clearly: "If one day your master fell into the devil's path, what would you do?"

Wu Que raised his eyebrows, "You are the biggest pagan."

Lin Xun said, "Raising the sword to face each other, and destroying his relatives for justice?"

Wu Que rolled her eyes, "It must have been over and asked clearly."

"What if he admits it personally?"

Wu Que said seriously: "Then let's persuade you with kind words."

Lin Xun nodded and walked back. He did not light the light again, leaned directly against the head of the bed, and the voice of talking to the system was a little slight ridiculous: "High survival rate?"

The system wisely chose silence.

A "boom" suddenly interrupted what Lin Xun was going to say next. His voice was very low and dull. It could be heard that it was coming from a faraway place. Wu Que, who was originally sitting on the eaves, was so shocked that he almost jumped down.

When I opened the window, I vaguely saw very bright fireworks blooming on the hill to the east. It was very bright in color, but it was completely formed but was a terrifying skull pattern.

"The help arrow from Kashyapa lineage."

Lin Xun could probably guess what happened, but he didn't understand why Qianjiangyue hated Kashyapa's lineage and killed him now.

He was probably the only one who had such doubts. The next morning, news about the almost extermination of Kashyapa's lineage shocked the whole country. Wu Que's eyes were bright all morning. In his heart, his master was like a great hero who stood up to earth.

It was not until afternoon that Nan Hengyi slowly came back in the carriage. The temporary rental car was very luxurious. Not to mention anything else, just a small window was carved with extremely complex patterns, and it exuded a strong atmosphere of luxury from the outside.

Wu Que was raising the carriage and wanted to discuss his master's great deeds with him. When he spoke to him, he saw Nan Heng's face cold and his thin lips pursed into a line.

Lin Xun walked up from behind: "What did you find out?"

Nan Heng got off the carriage, waved to the driver, and turned around when he rented a carriage for a lot of money. Passers-by thought there were some dignitaries sitting inside, and they all gave way.

"No major incident has happened in the city recently. There is one thing you can pay attention to," he said as he walked: "Tian Guangyuan secretly sent letters to many Taoist temples, saying that a night ghost had been infiltrated in the mansion, and several servants had died. He wanted to ask someone to take action to help him find out the night ghost."

Lin Xun: "Who is Tian Guangyuan?"

Nan Heng was stunned for a moment, and became more curious about Lin Xun's origin. Tian Guangyuan was a character at least, and he seemed to be unaware of the other party's appearance.

"He was the former Minister of Revenue. Before the death of the former emperor, he was in a coma for a month. Several princes fought fiercely against the throne. Tian Guangyuan was trying to protect the second prince, which is the current emperor. After the emperor ascended the throne, he helped to provide advice and solve many problems. He suddenly resigned a few years ago, and the emperor tried to keep him several times but was fruitless."

"After Tian Guangyuan retired, he settled in Anyang. Anyang is the hometown of his original wife and is also known as Huadu, which is very suitable for retirement."

Lin Xun: "I haven't received the post, is there any way to get in?"

Nan Heng nodded: "He had asked someone to make a noise before, and anyone with the ability can be present."

Seeing Lin Xun raise his eyebrows, Nan Hengyi explained: "In fact, many Taoist priests like to go alone. The so-called masters actually make sense among the people."

As he said that, he still looked at Lin Xun meaningfully, but he didn't know which disciple this person had ever worshipped and could participate in the Battle of Sunset Mountain. He would never be an unknown person.

Lin Xun glanced at the two of them, and Nan Heng waved his hand: "Lulan Temple will definitely receive a post. The master will not take action himself, but there may not be anyone else taking this business... I'm fine, wearing a mask can cover it up at will, and Wu Que can't hide it."

Lin Xun smiled and said, "How come he can't hide it?"

Wu Que was so furrowed by his eyes. Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and was about to run away. Lin Xun flashed to him and said, "Where are you going?"

Wu Que said viciously: "Don't go too far."

Lin Xun: "So what are you going to do... to fight to death?"

Wu Que thought about it and took the initiative to walk back to her original position. Nan Heng shook his head and sighed, "Can't you have some backbone?"

Wu Que looked at him squintedly: "I don't want to die in front of you."

Nan Heng held his head and rubbed it hard twice: "Then let's live a long life."

At the end of April, it is also called the Ghost Day. To put it bluntly, it is unlucky and is not suitable for travel.

The Tian Mansion occupies the best piece of land in Ancheng. There are two red lanterns hanging outside the mansion, and there are servants on both sides to guide the way. From time to time, one or two people who look fairy-like will appear in front of the door, and the servants will respectfully introduce them.

"Why are you afraid of scaring the night ghost away with such a big fanfare?" Wu Que had exaggerated long red hair, her clothes were also very exotic, with a gauze scarf tied around her neck, and a beautiful face that was hard to tell was covered with a mask. At first glance, she looked like a little alien girl.

Compared to him, Nan Hengyi looked much simpler and elegant, wearing a blue dress, and there was basically no other change except for the mask.

Nan Hengyi: "According to the news I received, two more people died in Tian’s mansion last night, one of which was Tian Guangyuan's youngest daughter."

Wu Que: "Is this a provocation?"

Nan Hengyi: "Maybe."

The arrival of the three of them soon attracted the attention of the servants. First, they were dressed strangely, and second, they were because of Wu Que. Who would bring the delicate little girl to subdue the demons?

No matter how much I think about it, all the visitors are guests. The most feared thing about being servants is that they offend distinguished guests when they don’t know, so the servants will still welcome them in.

There were already many people sitting in the main hall. Even though Tian Guangyuan retired, his connections he had accumulated when he was an official only increased. When he left, the emperor gave countless rewards, and the entire Ancheng was probably not as good as his wealth.

There are many Taoist priests in the world, and most of them do not seem to be so ignorant of Rongli, and they also want to find an opportunity to show off.

The housekeeper was responsible for registering at the door. Lin Xun glanced at him in a hurry and saw many well-known Taoist temples.

"Uh, this one is..." The butler hesitated when he saw this strange group of people.

Lin Xun: "Here to get rid of ghosts."

It doesn't seem reliable, but Tian Guang had already told everyone who came today to treat him. The housekeeper asked him about the names and Taoist sects.

When Lin Xun was about to answer, an impatient voice suddenly came from behind him. A young man with an arrogant face came over and inserted in front of them: "Please let me go, you are blocking my way."

His movements did not mean "invitation" at all. The butler looked surprised when he saw the Taoist robe on his body.

Seeing this, the young man became even more proud, "Low Lantern View, Zhao He."

Lin Xunchong Nanheng winked, saying, "Why do you think there are such outputs in the Light View?"

Nan Hengyi whispered: "His master is good at taking in apprentices, but his vision of taking in apprentices has never been very good."

Hearing the three words "Liaolan Temple", the main hall was quiet for a moment and looked at Zhao He secretly. Seeing that he was only twenty-seven or eight years old, they all felt that he had been to Luolan Temple at a young age. This person would definitely have a bright future in the future.

Almost thirty, still a young man?

Lin Xun couldn't help but look back at Wu Que. Through the mask, he could feel the contempt in the latter's eyes.

After Zhao He entered the door, the housekeeper asked the question he had just done on a routine basis. Wu Que was about to help make up a very domineering name, but Lin Xun said directly: "Switch off the lights and watch."

The butler's eyes twitched: "Who is your priest?"

Lin Xun: "My name is Wanliyun."

A tea drinker in the main hall squirted out on the spot... Should there be a limit on nonsense?

There are thousands of clouds, and I will still have thousands of moons in the rivers!?
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