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Lu Xiaofeng suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation.
The large wolfhound, whose intelligence was almost on par with that of a spirit demon, also realized the seriousness of the situation and could naturally understand what Chu Yang and the others were saying.
The large wolfhound wagged its tail immediately, approached Chu Yang, and barked softly, as if to show that it actually liked the name very much.
"Is it too late for me to apologize now?"
Lu Xiaofeng said sincerely to Chu Yang.
Chu Yang shook his head, disregarding the extent of his injuries, and kicked him away, then placed his hand on the big wolfhound's head.
Wangcai stuck out its tongue and revealed a fawning smile.
"I've asked you to keep watch outside beforehand. If you can't find that skeleton, I'll make a dog meat hotpot today."
With a howl, Wangcai dashed off, using its excellent sense of smell to detect the demonic aura emanating from the pink skull, and led the way for everyone.
The group traveled day and night to Yunjian Temple, which was mentioned by Huamanlou.
In the original storyline, Yue Qing, who was in charge of making counterfeit banknotes, hid in Yunjian Temple. He was coerced by Boss Qian and a constable named Luo Ma to make a large number of counterfeit banknotes to make money for them.
In order to successfully retire from their criminal activities, the two tried to use the Paradise Tower to divert everyone's attention and fake their deaths to escape, but Lu Xiaofeng saw through their scheme at a glance.
The constable Luo Ma does not exist in this world; only Boss Qian distributes those silver notes tainted with demonic power.
The one in the Blissful Pavilion is also a pink skeleton demon that feeds on those who are succumbing to desire, making its connection with the Cloud Temple increasingly mysterious.
With the plot spiraling out of control, what Chu Yang knew was no longer of any value. He was also curious about the relationship between Yunjian Temple and the Red Powder Skull.
As the night grew colder, when they arrived at Yunjian Temple without stopping, they found the once solemn and dignified Buddhist temple now eerily cold, like a hellish underworld. (End of Chapter)
Chapter 182. Could it be that I was right?
182.
"Good heavens, with such a strong ghostly and demonic aura, this is no longer a Buddhist temple; it's more like a great demon's lair than the Paradise Tower!"
Li Gexiao drew his embroidered spring knife from his waist and silently stood in front of Chu Yang.
Although he was not as strong as Chu Yang, he still had to fulfill his duties.
Lu Xiaofeng watched this scene thoughtfully.
Hua Manlou, blind, was completely focused on the faint chanting. He whispered, "That's the sound of a young girl in the temple chanting sutras for her mother. I heard she's Qian Laoda's daughter..."
"Huh?" Li Ge was taken aback. "A demon who acts as an accomplice to evil actually has such a filial daughter?"
Lu Xiaofeng pointed at him and laughed, "As her father's killer, you have no right to say anything."
Li Ge chuckled and clicked her tongue, "Killing my father and then killing my daughter, I'm really ruthless."
Hua Manlou shook his head and said, "Right and wrong, good and evil, are still unknown. It is best not to make a hasty judgment, Master Li. I met that girl once, and she does not seem to be like Boss Qian."
Chu Yang waved his hand and said, "Let's go in first and see for ourselves whether they are human or ghost."
The four of them slowly walked into Yunjian Temple. As soon as they entered, a sense of resentment and ghostly energy rushed towards them. Upon seeing this, Li Gexiao drew his sword and slashed, but a burst of sword energy broke through the resentment and death energy.
"Your move is quite novel. You used a knife technique, but it triggered sword energy. How come your martial arts have improved so much after all these years?"
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Li Gexiao in surprise. In his memory, Li Gexiao suffered from a hidden illness and his martial arts skills were only one-tenth of what they used to be, making him much weaker than himself.
But the Li Gexiao in front of him was so skilled in martial arts that he seemed like a completely different person.
"You might not believe it, but on the way here I met Yan Nantian, the number one swordsman in the world. He saw that I had extraordinary talent and passed on all his skills to me. I couldn't refuse!"
Li Ge smiled smugly at Lu Xiaofeng.
"Your boasting is completely illogical. Next time, please think before you brag."
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head in annoyance.
"But speaking of which, where did you learn your skills, young master? You even managed to defeat a great demon. I remember you couldn't even execute a single set of the Surging Wave Palm back then."
Compared to Li Gexiao, Lu Xiaofeng felt that Chu Yang was even more outrageous now. It is said that a scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation, and Chu Yang's change has seriously exceeded expectations.
"You might not believe it, but we met them on the way here..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Can't you be a little more sincere and come up with a different version to keep hyping it up?"
Chu Yang pondered for a moment and then said, "Actually, I've been a martial arts genius since I was a child. I originally planned to interact with you as an ordinary person, but instead, I was met with estrangement. So now I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean!"
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. "That's a novel way of putting it."
Hua Manlou listened to their banter, a slight smile playing on his lips. Being with a group of interesting people always made things fun, no matter when or where, even though they were currently deep in the lion's den.
Li Gexiao was in charge of clearing the way ahead, using his sword and blade energy to annihilate countless eerie ghostly energies. Strangely enough, even though it was a great demon's lair, the ghostly energy was greater than the demonic energy.
"That demon is about to die, and it might transform into a ghost, its demonic energy turning into ghostly energy, making it even more dangerous!"
Lu Xiaofeng, being knowledgeable and experienced, immediately explained the origin of the ghostly aura filling the sky.
Chu Yang said, "That's not all."
Lu Xiaofeng looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Chu Yang did not explain immediately, but said, "Let's continue watching."
The four continued forward and arrived at the Mahavira Hall in the center of the Buddhist temple. This was the place where the demonic and ghostly aura was most concentrated. In addition, a ray of Buddhist light could be faintly seen in the hall.
The three auras mingled together, forming a barrier that firmly protected the main hall.
Li Gexiao stepped forward, raised his sword high, and concentrated his sword aura. At the same time, the Divine Sword Technique within his body was activated, and the sword energy and sword intent flowed endlessly. A sword and a blade appeared in the void, and the buzzing sound was like a tsunami.
The swords and blades flew out simultaneously, like two dazzling aurora borealis, crashing straight into the solemn Mahavira Hall!
The three streams of energy outside the Buddhist temple descended, clashing with the swords and creating strange phenomena, emitting various mournful roars, as if they were alive.
There was a loud bang!
The main gate was blasted open, and the gold-painted doors fell to the sides, revealing the interior of the Buddhist temple.
Apart from Hua Manlou, the other three people present all had strange expressions.
The dying, pink-clad skeleton lay in the arms of the old abbot of Yunjian Temple, the two whispering sweet nothings to each other like a loving couple. Beside them knelt a young girl, tears streaming down her face as she chanted Buddhist scriptures.
The scene was absolutely bizarre!
“Amitabha, please wait a moment, everyone. I will perform a ritual for my deceased wife before I come to accept my death.”
The old host looked compassionate.
"Your deceased wife?" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed in shock, "This skeleton demon is your wife?"
The old abbot nodded and said, "It is the remains of his deceased wife."
Li Gexiao coldly shouted, "What kind of wife does a monk have? I think you, this demonic monk, have fallen into the demonic path and should be killed!"
Having said that, Li Gexiao raised his knife and stepped forward, ready to kill the old abbot of Yunjian Temple.
"Don't kill my dad!"
The chanting abruptly stopped, and the girl, panicked, stood in front of the old abbot, pleading tearfully.
"Huh? He's your dad? Then who's Boss Qian?"
Li Gexiao froze, one problem after another, causing his brain to short-circuit.
The girl said softly, "My mother had a difficult childbirth and gave birth to me with great difficulty. After she passed away, my father buried her under a locust tree outside the temple, entrusted me to Manager Qian's family, and then became a monk at Yunjian Temple."
Hua Manlou continued, "The locust tree gathers yin energy, which is why your mother's remains became a spirit. But you and your father should know that the red-faced skeleton is not your mother at all!"
The girl cried, "Father loves Mother very much, but he is obsessed with evil and refuses to see the truth."
Hua Manlou sighed, "That's why he aided and abetted the wicked..."
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked, "Where did all that ghostly energy and resentment in Yunjian Temple come from?"
The girl's delicate body trembled incessantly.
Chu Yang glanced at her and said coldly, "I'm afraid that many of the eminent monks of Yunjian Temple were fed into the belly of a monster by her father. Otherwise, how did those thirty-six Buddha relics come about?"
The girl collapsed to the ground, her expression dazed.
Li Ge laughed and cursed, "What a wicked creature!"
The old abbot gripped the red-painted skull's hand bones tightly, as if he hadn't heard them, and just kept muttering, "Those relics were never yours to begin with. You can't refine them; on the contrary, it will only hinder your cultivation."
"Eat me, for I have a relic here. I am different from them; I am of one heart with you and your husband."
Upon hearing this, the dying pink skeleton suddenly opened its eyes, its gaze flashing with ferocity!
"Oh no!" Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly exclaimed, "That monster is going to eat people!"
"father!"
The girl screamed and scrambled to her feet, but was pulled back by Hua Manlou.
Li Gexiao drew his sword, ready to strike, while Chu Yang watched coldly from the side.
Surprisingly, the pink skull didn't attack. Instead, it transformed into its former appearance and gently stroked the old host's face.
The soul is gone.
The fact that the Red Skull didn't kill the old abbot in the end surprised everyone, even Chu Yang.