Capítulo 111: Chapter 111 Relics?
Yan Luo and Yan Feng returned to the compound, and everyone from Fuguang Palace hurriedly surrounded them.
"Sister Luo, Yan Feng, how are you? Why did you come back so early?"
Yan Feng reluctantly told the story about the ancestral hall bell.
Li Zhe asked in confusion,
"Sister Luo, they are just a group of mortals, why should we be afraid of them?"
It only took them a snap of a finger to massacre all the people in this mountain village.
Yan Luo said,
"It's not that I'm afraid of them, but I'm afraid of trouble.
A cultivator cannot commit too many murders, especially against ordinary people who are powerless. If they ascend to become immortals one day in the future, they will be punished by the heavens. "
There are more than 200 people in this village. If we kill them, we will have to bear a lot of karma for killing.
Moreover, some of them were not so bad that they had to die.
Li Zhe was shocked and asked hurriedly,
"Can't all ordinary people be killed? Those who have committed many crimes should be able to be killed, right?"
Yan Luo didn't know either. After all, this was just everyone's speculation in this life, and none of them had actually reached the stage of ascending to become an immortal.
Yan Luo changed the time to go to the ancestral hall to tomorrow morning when supplies were distributed.
"Please hold them for a while."
At that time, everyone was here, there were not many people in the ancestral hall, and it was noisy during the day, so it was easier.
Unexpectedly, before dawn, at only five o'clock, the villagers came in a threatening manner.
They all held torches in their hands. When they arrived in front of the courtyard, they were silent. When the old village chief waved his hand, they all threw the torches into the courtyard.
It was still dark, and the torches thrown out in a parabolic shape were like countless meteors with bright yellow tails.
The temperature around suddenly became hot.
The window covered with a curtain was caught by sparks and caught fire instantly.
The old village chief yelled,
"Throw it into the yard and suffocate them! Don't throw it into the house!"
What if we throw it into the house and burn the supplies?
They laughed evilly, thinking that the people inside were sleeping soundly and must have died of suffocation in their dreams.
At this time, Yan Luo had already placed a formation plate in the yard, and Li Zhe and others were controlling the formation.
The burning seen by outsiders is just an illusion.
Yan Luo and Yan Feng took the opportunity to go to the ancestral hall.
There were two villagers on duty outside the ancestral hall, and Yan Luo quickly knocked them out.
I didn't look closely last night, but today I discovered that the lock on the door has formation patterns.
Yan Luo didn't bother to worry about the lock and simply cut off the bolt with his sword.
The lock fell to the ground with a click and was thrown into space by her.
When the door of the ancestral hall opened, an eerie atmosphere blew towards us, making people feel inexplicably uncomfortable even in broad daylight.
Yan Luo went in first, and Yan Feng closed the door behind him.
The room was dimly lit, and Yan Luo used a lighter to light the candle on the table.
The tiny flame shook for a while and then went out automatically.
Yan Feng was surprised,
"What's going on?"
A ball of white flame rose from Yan Luo's fingers, and the candle lit with real fire did not go out again.
Seeing this, Yan Feng also used the true fire in his body to light the candle. His true fire was affected by the attributes and was dark purple.
As the deep purple flame appeared, Yan Feng seemed to hear a crackling sound.
"Sister, my true fire can burn away the negative energy here."
Thunder and lightning are the nemesis of all evil things between heaven and earth, it is indeed so.
Yan Luo said,
"Then light up the remaining candles."
Yan Feng's true fire really worked. After lighting a whole row of candles, the gloomy atmosphere in the room was actually reduced by a lot.
Yan Luo looked at the black wooden box behind the incense burner. On the wooden box was a black bead that was as big as a human head.
The beads were very bright, reflecting the light, clearly reflecting Yan Luo and Yan Feng on the opposite side.
But what was strange was that the beads were covered with densely packed dark red blood threads, and there was a piece of golden talisman paper stuck on the top.
Yan Luo pointed at it and said,
"This thing should be the core of the formation. Try to peel off the talisman paper on it."
Knowing that Yan Feng was good at defeating evil, Yan Luo gave the job to him.
Yan Feng went up to peel off the talisman paper, but before he got close to the black bead, he was blocked back by the red light on the talisman paper.
Yan Feng condensed the true fire and pushed it towards his chest.
The purple true fire collided with the blood-red light, the spiritual power was turbulent, and the wooden tablet on the table fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Yan Luo exerted force at the same time, and the white true fire joined in, instantly suppressing the red light.
The whole room was filled with spiritual energy, and the old house could not hold on. The roof began to shake violently. After a moment,
the yellow talisman paper exploded, and with a loud bang, the roof collapsed.
Yan Luo rolled up the black bead and retreated quickly.
This earthquake-like noise also attracted the attention of villagers outside the compound.
When the villagers saw that the fire in the yard was out and the outside of the house was burnt black, they rushed into the room.
"Where are the people? Why is there no one?"
"Not only is there no one here, there's nothing here either!"
Someone reacted and slapped his thigh,
"Did they realize something was wrong a long time ago and leave early?"
"Damn! We worked for nothing!"
Just then, the sound of an explosion was heard from the ancestral hall.
The old village chief's face changed and he immediately rushed out of the house.
I saw a blazing fire in the sky in the center of the village, and the fire was very strange.
There are white, purple and black.
"It's the ancestral hall!"
At that moment, they no longer cared about the compound and ran towards the ancestral hall.
The black bead in Yan Luo's hand was icy cold, and there was even a chill that wanted to break through her skin, invade her bone marrow, and devour her.
Yan Luo frowned, she felt that her spiritual power was somewhat out of control.
"Witch! It was you who burned down our ancestral hall!"
The villagers ran over and saw the mess on the ground and the flames that had not yet stopped. Their eyes turned red with anger.
They picked up their weapons and were ready to beat Yan Luo.
Yan Feng waved his hand, and an invisible barrier protected the two of them.
No matter how hard the villagers hit it with shovels, they couldn't break it open.
Yan Feng said in a cold voice,
"Do you know that someone has set up a formation in your ancestral hall to absorb your energy?"
"nonsense!"
A villager said,
"The ancestral temple has blessed our Stone Village with a hundred years of peace. It must be you who have taken a fancy to our ancestral temple!"
Yan Feng taunted,
"I like your ancestral hall? What is there in your ancestral hall that I like?"
The man said confidently,
"The blessing power of our ancestral hall!"
Yan Luo shook his head speechlessly.
In backward areas, the villagers are really ignorant.
"Witch! Why are you shaking your head? What are you holding in your hand? Ah, it's a relic! It must be a relic!
You are here to steal our relic!"
Upon hearing this, the people outside became even more indignant, and they hit the shield harder with greater force.
Yan Luo raised his eyebrows and asked in disbelief,
"What do you think this is?
Relics?"
Her expression was strange. No wonder they took such good care of the temple.
It turned out that they thought they had a Buddhist relic hidden inside.
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