Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

The next day.....

Jiuhua Mountain...

Li Mingxuan walked on the rugged mountain road with his bag on his back. As he went higher, he could clearly see the clouds surrounding the mountain.

The melodious sound of temple bells could be heard in the distance. As Li Mingxuan walked towards the top of the mountain step by step, an ancient temple sitting on the top of Mount Hua gradually appeared before his eyes.

"We're finally here! Why is this temple built so high?"

When Li Mingxuan saw the temple, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down on a stone pier, and looked at the temple in front of him.

It looks very old, and even the outer wall has faint cracks due to the baptism of time....

The sun shines on the temple, bringing out a sacred atmosphere...

Li Mingxuan turned his head and saw the floating white clouds close at hand. Looking at the towering mountains under his feet, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart...

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Inside the temple hall...

Master Jinchan sat cross-legged on a cushion, chanting Buddhist scriptures, with the rosary in his hands constantly turning. He seemed to have noticed something and a smile appeared on his face.

This little guy finally came...

The fact that that person owed him a favor was enough to show how important this little guy was in that person's heart...

but....

This matter is not so easy to solve...

You may need help from others...

"Huiming, there are guests coming, go and greet them..."

A young monk was sweeping the fallen leaves in the temple with a broom as tall as himself, when an old voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Yes, Archmage!"

Upon hearing this, the young monk instantly knew where the old voice came from. He clasped his hands together, bowed in the direction of Master Jinchan, and answered piously.

The young monk put his broom aside, straightened his clothes, opened the front door of the temple, and walked out slowly to greet the guest who came from afar....

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Outside the temple...

Li Mingxuan took a sip of water and was about to get up when he found that the temple's tightly closed front door suddenly opened, as if to welcome him...

Then a young monk walked out slowly from the door, looked around, with a little doubt on his face, until he saw Li Mingxuan sitting on a stone pier in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Amitabha, donor, please come in, the great master has been waiting for a long time..."

The young monk clasped his hands together and shouted.

"Ok?"

Li Mingxuan looked at the young monk in confusion. Has the great master been waiting for him for a long time? Did he expect him to come?

However, considering Haoran's mysteriousness, it is not surprising that the other party expected him to come.

Li Mingxuan quickly figured it all out, nodded, and followed the young monk into the ancient temple....

Led by the young monk, Li Mingxuan walked on the steps in front of the temple, crossed the threshold, and came into the Buddhist temple....

There are many magnificent Buddha statues inside the temple, and in the center of the temple, an old monk in a cassock is sitting cross-legged on a cushion, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

As Li Mingxuan entered the Buddhist temple, the old monk stopped chanting Buddhist scriptures and looked at Li Mingxuan calmly, his deep eyes staring at Li Mingxuan.

Li Mingxuan suddenly felt a palpitation, which soon disappeared.

Could this monk be the Great Master Jinchan?

Li Mingxuan thought so, the other party was at least in the divine realm.

"Greetings to the Great Master Jinchan."

Li Mingxuan was also very well-mannered and bowed.

"Master, I have brought Mr. Li here. Huiming will take his leave first."

The young monk put his hands together and bowed, then slowly left the place and continued to clean the temple.

"Amitabha, Mr. Li Mingxuan, I wonder if you can bring the letter over."

Master Jinchan slowly stood up from the cushion, came to Li Mingxuan, clasped his hands together, and spoke calmly.

As expected, he even knew my name and also knew about the letter.

"Bring it."

Li Mingxuan immediately guessed many possibilities, but quickly came to his senses, took out the letter that Haoran asked him to bring from his backpack, and respectfully handed it to Master Jinchan.

Master Jinchan took the letter, which still had a faint divine power on it. Seeing this, Master Jinchan smiled helplessly.

With a wave of his old hand, the sealed envelope opened automatically, and a letter engraved on parchment flew out from it.

After glancing at the content above, a smile appeared on the originally calm face of Master Jinchan.

As he finished reading the letter, it began to spontaneously combust. After the letter burned to ashes, the ashes suddenly turned into a black jade seal and slowly fell into the palm of Master Jinchan.

The black jade seal was flowing with black divine power, like the underworld, which made people feel chilling.

Master Jinchan glanced at Li Mingxuan without leaving a trace.

It seems that in order to be on the safe side, they are even willing to take out their things?

"what is this?"

Li Mingxuan watched the letter suddenly catch fire and turn into the black jade seal. He couldn't help but walk forward with curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"Amitabha, Mr. Li, I wonder if you are interested in getting rid of the curse of Shiva. I can see that the miraculous power in you doesn't seem to last long..."

Master Jinchan did not answer Li Mingxuan's question. He just looked at Li Mingxuan and asked calmly.

Li Mingxuan frowned when he heard this. This great wizard Jin Chan saw through his condition at a glance. Is he so powerful?

"I'm interested, for sure, but I don't know how to get rid of it."

Li Mingxuan responded quickly.

Is not this nonsensical?

I'm definitely interested!

Otherwise, in a year or two, I will be gone along with Cangnan City, and I still have a lot of prime years left.

If you can be alive, then you must be alive!

Although there are many doubts, this matter is indeed more important at the moment.

"Amitabha, I will prepare for a few days. During these few days, please rest in the temple."

Master Jinchan looked at Li Mingxuan with a smile, then turned and left the Buddhist temple.

"Master, I want to ask, why do you want to help me? Is it because of Haoran? Or do you need any conditions?"

Li Mingxuan looked at the Great Master Jinchan who was about to leave, and hurriedly called him to stop, asking about the doubts in his mind.

"Amitabha, part of the reason is because of him, but more of the reason comes from you..."

Upon hearing this, Master Jinchan stopped but did not look back. He just said this calmly and left without looking back.

"As for the conditions...when Daxia is in crisis, just take appropriate action..."

As the Golden Cicada Master disappeared from Li Mingxuan's sight, his old voice reached his ears from afar again...

"Is it appropriate to take action..." Li Mingxuan muttered to himself.