Yinshan Record

Chapter 78 Black Mountain Monster

Wuzhiqi was locked in battle with Yutujun, unaware that he had been burdened with a huge responsibility.

Alone in the city, the great demons who once sat in the main hall have all left, leaving only the Black Mountain Monster still sitting there, flipping through the books in his hands.

If Young Master Su were to appear here, he might feel a sense of kinship.

Because the book he's currently flipping through is none other than "The Records of Xuanzhong," which Su Che occasionally takes out and flips through like an encyclopedia.

The middle-aged, scholar-like Black Mountain Monster slowly turned a few pages of the book, then gently placed it aside.

His eyes, however, were fixed on the direction of the lobby entrance.

It's hard to describe those eyes in words.

These eyes cannot see any human emotion.

Whether it is hope or fear, anger or balance, pride or cowardice, generosity or timidity, ecstasy or grief.

Not a single emotion flowed from those eyes.

It's like a volcanic lake that has stood alone in the cold wind for many years. The passion of the past has solidified into thick basalt. Only the cold pool left by the long years remains here, burying the past fervor.

A short figure appeared at the entrance of the lobby.

His hair was as red as fire, his purple beard was like a bursting wildfire, he wore a hemp robe, straw sandals, and a long sword hanging behind him.

Censor Lin Jiansheng, the Imperial Censor of the Censorate, stood outside the main hall of the city.

His eyes were fixed on the Black Mountain Monster, filled with both jealousy and pity.

"Alright, to catch the thief, first catch the king."

The Black Mountain Monster placed the scroll on the desk, stood up from his seat, and his shadow, like a python or a dragon, meandered and danced.

"Just you?"

The Black Mountain Monster laughed.

"That's enough."

Lin Jiansheng looked solemn.

"Alright, I'm a bit arrogant."

With a flick of his sleeves, the shadows beneath the Black Mountain Monster surged forth, a hundred ferocious, roaring shadowy figures.

The hall was instantly plunged into darkness.

"Pro."

A powerful surge of earth energy erupted forth, and the hall here vanished into nothingness.

Shadows, passing through broken wood and tiles, were suppressed by the powerful earth energy, bowing their heads to the ground and slowly exhaling their breath, just like living beings.

Lin Jiansheng had painstakingly prepared for ten days, setting up several arrays. The exquisite arrays originally intended for Dushan Jun and the Buddhist sect behind him were now being used on the demon before him.

The dust has settled.

The Black Mountain Monster frowned, a hint of regret appearing in his expression.

Unfortunately, the affectation and pretense in this hint of regret are far too obvious.

"What a pity about that good book."

The middle-aged scholar sighed, and a dark light surged around him.

moment.

He seemed to become the end of all darkness, and in the layers of shadows, it was impossible to distinguish what was real and what was just a shadow.

Amidst these endless demonic shadows, there were melodious sounds from celestial palaces, the soft calls of beautiful women, and the wailing of vengeful ghosts. Amidst the layers of demonic sounds, Lin Jiansheng silently recited the words of the sage, suppressing the fleeting thoughts in his mind with his intellect.

"Soldiers".

A burst of purple flames ignited, but it originated from the heart, burning away all kinds of delusions.

Not bad.

The Black Mountain Monster was somewhat satisfied.

The earth energy gathered here, stirring the primordial magnetism, follows the path of Taoist Yin-Yang and Five Elements, and should be the Songyang Sealing Prison Formation.

The earth's energy faintly contains traces of Geng metal's malevolent energy, hidden within the powerful earth energy, suggesting an extremely powerful sword formation. Such things have recently become quite popular in the East Sea.

High in the sky, the radiant light of the great sun was faintly obscured by a layer, likely due to the Great Sun Miro Formation.

In just a few days, he has brought together the three elements of Heaven, Earth, and Man; his temperament is quite remarkable.

Lin Jiansheng soared into the air with the help of the purple flames, his body engulfed in flames, guiding the energy of heaven and earth.

"Binding."

The earth's energy surged with magnetic force, forming a vortex that tightly gripped the Black Mountain Monster.

The shadow of Black Mountain grew ever more vast, its layers of demonic shadows transforming into a beam of light. Even the deepest hells and the ten most desolate lands could not stop it.

"fall!"

Imperial Censor Xingyou lowered his hands, and a fiery red cloud spread down from the sky. Within the red cloud, a crimson bird spirit faintly appeared, its murderous aura surging and true fire permeating the air.

The shadowy blade light was blocked by the red cloud, revealing the figure of the Black Mountain Monster.

A middle-aged scholar stood freely amidst the red clouds.

"cut."

Lin Jiansheng dared not be negligent. A powerful sword aura rose from the northwest, and the hundred-foot sword light had been gathering momentum for a long time. With one slash, he was about to make heaven and earth bow down.

Sword energy pierces the air, amidst a vast expanse of crimson clouds.

A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Black Mountain Monster.

Then came fear.

The Southern Ming's fiery energy melts the flesh, while the vast, boundless sword energy shatters bones.

The middle-aged scholar was astonished when he was reduced to countless ashes.

The Imperial Censor Xingyou of the Censorate frowned deeply.

Did the Black Mountain Monster perish just like that?
High above the nine heavens, a crimson demonic eye watched with a mocking gaze.

In Niushou Mountain.

Su Che led the injured Lin Jiugong and Song Qi, along with the honest man Ma Shoude, on a slow trek through Xuanshan Mountain.

Su Che felt he had gained a lot from his trip to Niushou Mountain.

First, they uncovered the fundamental secret behind the so-called changes in Xuan Mountain: the Black Mountain Monster, who had lived there for a long time, was actually a wisp of demonic thought transformed from the Old Lion, and was the root of all these changes.

Once this demon is subdued, the chaos in Xuanshan will likely be resolved.

With the help of the old fox Mo Gugu, his "Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Manual" was condensed into thirty-six secret manuals in one go, further enhancing his power and making his magic even more powerful, not to mention the sword aura cultivated in his dantian.

He was only a hair's breadth away from achieving the respectable seventh rank of cultivation. In the martial arts world, that would make him a pillar of strength in his own right.

Of course, more importantly, with these thirty-six Yin Tian Fa Lu (a type of magic talisman), he would surely be able to join the Huang Tian Dao sect and become Yu Lizi's inner disciple.

This is the most fundamental benefit.

In addition, he obtained another page of the golden book and, in the darkness, received a trace of the true meaning of the Future Star Tribulation Scripture, thus forming a karmic connection with the fundamental laws of Buddhism.

However, Su Che was very clear about his true nature.

Although the Future Star Tribulation Sutra is one of the fundamental Buddhist teachings, it possesses boundless and immeasurable divine power.

Ultimately, it belongs to someone else.

Not to mention that the wisp of true meaning he obtained contained some of the original power of this scripture, even if it were a complete inheritance, he would not go to the Buddhist sect to become a supreme being for life.

Instead of having a good teacher, Yu Lizi, who had a close relationship with the Su family of Duling, was straightforward and spoke well, he confusedly turned to Buddhism.

This is not even as good as the old lion back then.

Su Che knew what he needed. If it was power and protection, no one could give him more than Yu Lizi.

Including that mysterious Zhongshan Meeting.

Amidst the demonic miasma, Su Che slowly walked at the very front.

"Life is less than a hundred years, yet worries are as long as a thousand. The days are short and the nights are long, why not light a candle and wander?"

Song Qi recited ancient poems left by the previous dynasty, supporting Lin Jiugong with one hand and using a tree branch as a crutch with the other, and slowly moved forward.

Honest man Ma Shoude supported Lin Jiugong, his face grave.

Lin Jiugong, his face as white as paper, smiled as he listened to his senior brother recite poetry.

"What my senior brother experienced today has completely changed his previous dejected mood."

"Some things, once you let go of them and take them lightly, will pass."

Song Qi looked at Lin Jiugong and said, "Junior brother, Shoude will be my disciple from now on. You must take good care of him."

"Of course. But you should take care of your disciple yourself, Senior Brother."

Lin Jiugong sighed and said, "It's already a miracle that I survived this time. I've decided not to stay in Guobei County any longer."

"where are you going?"

"The East Sea is the true place for cultivation." Lin Jiugong looked at Song Qi: "Whoever is willing to take over the business in Guobei County, Qiusheng or Wencai, can do so. If they are willing to come to the East Sea with me, then we can go to the East Sea together."

"it is good."

Song Qi sighed. If he had been as enlightened as Lin Jiugong ten years earlier, would things have turned out this way?
(End of this chapter)