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- Just as Lin Yan watched coldly as the other party turned into a puddle of flesh and blood, a hint of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Because the moment Mo Yun flew into ashes and disappeared, a mark flew out from his dissipated soul. The invisible mark seemed to have spiritual consciousness, rushing into Lin Yan's body and taking root.
This mark seemed to have crossed the barrier of space and landed on Lin Yan instantly. Lin Yan used his spiritual consciousness to scan his body, but found no abnormalities at all. He knew that this was a sign of killing Mo Yun. It was a powerful mark left on Mo Yun. Once someone killed Mo Yun, the mark would be transferred to the murderer.
The person who left the mark is definitely a peerless expert in the Dongxu realm, and he has been immersed in the Dongxu realm for many years. Because monks who have just entered the cave realm cannot graft the soul mark.
"If you dare to come, I will kill you!" Lin Yan's spiritual consciousness has not reached the realm of Dongxu, so he cannot get rid of this mark, but he doesn't care, as long as he is given time, he can make breakthroughs in this demon-sealing space one after another!
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"Who, who killed my grandson!" From somewhere in the demon-sealing space, an old man roared out with a crazy look on his face.
This old man is the head of the Mo family, a peerless power in the Nine Heavens of Dongxu. The old man had an angry look on his face and an extremely arrogant tone. He left a soul mark on Mo Yun's body, so that he would be able to feel it immediately if something unexpected happened to Mo Yun.
"Someone actually attacked my Mo family. I want to see who it is!" The old man gritted his teeth and muttered to himself in a harsh tone.
This Mo Yun is a young genius from the Mo family and a direct descendant of the Mo family, so he has great expectations. He never expected that someone would dare to take action against his grandson in the Demon-Sealing Space, because if he dared to attack the Mo family in the Demon-Sealing Space, he would be digging his own grave!
The Mo family, the three major families in the demon-sealing space, his family head alone can hold up half the sky, let alone the old family heads and ancestors standing behind them.
Even a high-ranking figure would not dare to be too presumptuous in front of the Mo family!
"Mohun, Mopo, you two, come in!" Mo Lin, the head of the Mo family, shouted loudly at the door.
"Master!" Two black figures suddenly appeared in the secret room, half-kneeling on the ground, their voices extremely respectful and pious.
¡°Master Mo Yun was killed, you two bring the murderer back to me!¡± Mo Lin waved his big hand, and a roulette wheel was thrown towards Mo Hun.
"This soul-chasing spirit plate can guide you to find the murderer. Bring this cowardly criminal here within half a year!"
"If this thing can't be done, don't come back." Mo Lin's tone was very calm, but Mo Hun and Mo Po were in a cold sweat. They heard the suppressed anger in the calm tone of the family leader.
"Don't come back, you'll just die outside."
"Yes! I swear to the death to bring the murderer back!" After receiving the Soul Chasing Spirit Plate, Mohun and Mopo knelt there and bowed their heads in response.
"Go down!" Mo Lin waved his hand.
"yes!"
The two masters of the two realms disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.
"Puppet family and Pu family, I hope it wasn't you who did it. The demon-sealed space has been silent for too long. Lord Sword Demon has been silent for many years and may have left the demon-sealed space. This is an extremely rare opportunity." Mo Lin murmured. He muttered to himself, with a sharp look in his eyes.
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At Lanquan Temple, after Lin Yan cleaned up Young Master Moyun of the Mo family, he turned his attention to the temple. He doesn't care if anyone wants to deal with him. The worst he can do is enter the God Burial Space to retreat before anyone comes.
Even if Lin Yan is a strong man in the Dongxu Realm, after Lin Yan enters the God Burial Space, outsiders cannot pry into the God Burial Space.
Moreover, this crazy space is a unique and perfect training ground for him.
"Is this the stone pillar that Mo Yun was looking at before?" Lin Yan moved his gaze to where Mo Yun was looking.
The temple has gone through an extremely long time and is now in dilapidated state, with no trace left behind. Even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas that were worshiped before have disappeared at this moment. The only thing that is intact is the stone pillar in the center of the temple.
The stone pillar is ordinary and seems to be made of the simplest mud, stone and earth materials, but anyone with a brain knows that this stone pillar is not that simple.
Everything in this temple has been completely eroded by the years, only this stone pillar remains.
"Thiswhich Buddhist master is this stone pillar?"The Buddha's light that I hold is actually still auspicious at this time. " Lin Yan touched the stone pillar with his palm and secretly clicked his tongue.
"Chi-chi!"
Lin Yan was lucky enough to bury the god Lei Yuan, and a ray of Lei Yuan was lost into the stone pillar.
Suddenly, a ray of golden light illuminated the entire temple, and then Lin Yan was pushed away by a huge backlash. There were faint Buddhist chants in the temple, and there seemed to be ripples of swastikas spreading in the space.
Weird!
Lin Yan frowned. He clearly felt that there was no formation here. This was not an investigation of spiritual consciousness, but a kind of spiritual awareness, the instinctive reaction of the soul in the previous life.
A bright sword light flashed, and the long sword in Lin Yan's hand slashed down with a crushing force.
"Clang!"
The knife is broken.
A trace of caution flashed in Lin Yan's eyes. Although the weapon in his hand was a mortal weapon, it was several times harder than ordinary treasures under the blessing of the Buried God Lei Yuan.
With a thought, Lin Yan thought of King Ming¡¯s Mahamudra, which is a Buddhist martial art and may have some special significance to this place.
The sudden appearance of such a temple in this barren wasteland is definitely special. It even contains some treasure. It is strange that there are only weeds growing around the temple in the entire wasteland.
The seal of the Great Wheel Ming King!
The big golden handprint was thrown out, and the golden light on the handprint was bright, and the unique atmosphere of Buddhism was undoubtedly revealed. There seemed to be a trace of resonance in the space in the temple, and bursts of Buddhist chants were faintly chanted.
The big handprint landed on the stone pillar and disappeared quietly, like a stone sinking into the sea, as if it had never appeared. The deep thought in Lin Yan's eyes was even more obvious. The Mingwang Mahamudra did have some influence on the stone pillar, but the influence was not enough, far from it.
The Mahamudra of King Ming can only be absorbed, and cannot be compared with this stone pillar at all. Perhaps, it was because Lin Yan did not realize the higher level of Ming Wang Seal.
¡°If we can take the Ming King Mahamudra a step further and develop it into the Angry Ming King Seal or even the Mighty Ming King Seal, we will definitely be able to arouse resonance in this place, and even suppress it!
"Forget it, since you have no chance with me, it's better to kill the demons to improve your strength." Lin Yan took one last look at this place and turned to leave.
As soon as he reached the door of the temple and before he even stepped out of the temple, Lin Yan's consciousness jumped again and he noticed a wave of fluctuations. This fluctuation comes from the God Burial Space.
"It's it again!" Lin Yan's eyes narrowed, and the scroll called "The Great Compassion Mantra" appeared in his hand.
"The Great Compassion Mantra" broke away from Lin Yan's palm and slowly rose into the air. This scene was a bit shocking, because Lin Yan did not use any force to hold the scripture, and it could fly automatically.
Does the scripture have spirit?
How can it be! Could it be that this scripture is a weapon and exceeds the level of a spiritual weapon? Although the spiritual weapon has a hint of spirituality and may even give birth to some low-level spiritual consciousness, it cannot take the initiative to take off and must be controlled by the master.
"Qi Changsheng, you really gave me a 'monster'."
After the scripture lifted into the air, it slowly moved towards the stone pillar. Lin Yan raised his heels and walked over.
At this moment, he became somewhat interested in the eminent monks mentioned by Qi Changsheng. The eminent monks who could hand out such scriptures obviously had extraordinary and refined cultivation.
"The Great Compassion Mantra, the Great Compassion, who is qualified to write this book?" Lin Yan stepped forward and came to the stone pillar and under the book.
The rays of light shone everywhere, countless rays of light emitted from the stone pillars, bursts of Buddhist chants came from the stone pillars, and Lin Yan's eyes widened.
The book opened automatically, and a golden light fell on it. The stone pillars were stained with golden light. In an instant, the entire Lanquan Temple was filled with golden light, like a temple made of pure gold.
There was a turmoil on the ground, like an earthquake. A crack appeared accidentally on the temple floor and expanded instantly.
Click-click
Countless cracks appeared on the stone pillar, and then turned into countless pieces of gravel and fell. The stone pillar that had stood for countless years finally shattered, scattering dust all over the ground.
When the dust settled, the "Great Compassion Mantra" fell into Lin Yan's hands, and a huge crack appeared at Lin Yan's feet. The golden light dissipated, and billowing demonic energy overflowed from the ground.
Under the stone pillar, where the large crack is now, a wooden coffin appeared in Lin Yan's eyes. This coffin, which had been buried for who knows how many years, was actually brand new, with no trace of time at all.
"What a pure demonic energy. It's actually richer than the demonic energy in the body of the demons. Is this a demonic eye?"Lin Yan looked at the location of the coffin with a hint of surprise in his heart.
"No, this is not a natural magic eye. This is a gathering of demonic veins triggered by a special technique, which was suppressed by the previous stone pillar. Now that the stone pillar is broken, this special magic eye is exposed." Lin Yan's expression showed an abnormality. , this is pie in the sky.
"Great Compassion Curse, you are really merciful. This is my blessing." Lin Yan turned over and put away the "Great Compassion Curse" in his hand, and turned his gaze to the magic eye in front of him.
Lin Yan frowned at a strange coffin that was still brand new after countless years, hesitating in his heart. Should he contaminate this thing?
The physical objects of Buddhist suppression are definitely not something ordinary people can get their hands on.
"With a coffin, I don't believe you can stir up big waves!" After all, Ana couldn't control the turmoil in her heart, and Lin Yan took the coffin into the God Burial Space with a movement of his consciousness.
There was no abnormality in the entire movement, and Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he entered the God Burial Space, Lin Yan was not afraid of the big waves it would cause.
Looking straight at the magic eye in front of his feet, Lin Yan's mouth curved.
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