Qin Tiexin pinched his throat, lifted him up and pressed him against the stone wall. The formation mage kicked his legs desperately, grabbed Qin Tiexin's wrists with both hands, dug his nails into the skin, and his face gradually turned from red to purple. It wasn't until his struggle became weaker and weaker and his eyes began to roll up that Qin Tiexin let go a little.
The formation mage gasped for air, tears, snot, and saliva mixed with each other and dripped down.
He looked at Qin Tiexin, with only pure fear in his eyes.
"Tell me." Qin Tiexin's voice was calm, "Who are you, why did you ambush me, who sent you, and how many others are there?"
"I said - I said everything -" the array master's voice was hoarse and urgent, for fear of being choked if he spoke too slowly, "My name is Yuanding, we are from Withering and Flourishing Temple - no, we are actually from Golden Summit Temple. Withering and Flourishing Temple It was infiltrated by Golden Summit Temple a hundred years ago, and the core disciples in the temple are all working for Golden Summit Temple. We are here to find the holy objects left by the Pure Land Chan Sect, and by the way - to ambush Mingjue who slipped through the net of Zhaoming Temple."
"Why was Zhaoming Temple destroyed?"
"I--I don't know, I really don't know." Yuanding's face turned red, and his voice was trembling, "The news was all from Yuanshun's one-line contact, and we just followed his orders. But I listened to on the way. Senior Brother Yuanshun mentioned something, and it seems to be related to a big bell belonging to Zhaoming Temple. That bell is in Yuanshun's storage ring. As for the use of that bell, and what Golden Summit Temple wants it to do, I really don't know, I swear."
"How many more people are there?"
"In addition to the six of us, there are four paid killers who are also in Secret Realm Trial. However, they have no direct contact with us, and I don't know their location and identity."
"Anything else?"
"It's gone, it's really gone. I'm just an ordinary formation master, I'm in charge of logistics. The mastermind is the senior executive of Yuanshun and Golden Summit Temple. It has nothing to do with me. Please let me go -"
Qin Tiexin's fingers exerted force and crushed his throat bone.
Yuanding's eyes widened, and his mouth opened as if he wanted to say the last word, but no sound came out. His hands and feet twitched a few times, and then stopped completely.
The cave became quiet. The smell of blood was so strong that it could not be dissipated in the closed space, mixed with the burnt smell of burning talismans and the grassy smell of vine juice.
Qin Tiexin put Yuanding's body down, stood up, walked to the edge of the cave and took a look down. He remembered that there were two monks in the valley and he couldn't let them escape.
At the bottom of the valley, Lin Chuan was pulling the sword out of a monk's throat.
The sword was covered with blood, and had a dull luster under the dark red skylight. The monk's body fell limply to the ground, and blood was still pouring out from the wound in his throat. Not far away, another monk had also fallen to the ground, with several sword wounds on his body. He was obviously killed by Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, raised his head, and saw Qin Tiexin's figure protruding from the entrance of the cave. He was stunned for a moment, then grinned and waved to Qin Tiexin.
Qin Tiexin raised his left arm towards him and waved.
Qin Tiexin turned around and walked back to the cave. He first walked to the bodies of the three monks and took off their Storage Bag and storage rings. Then he picked up all the Law Artifact remains scattered in the cave. Including the broken spears, long swords, and short axes that he had thrown up before, as well as the ring knives, short sticks, and shield fragments that were chopped off by several monks by Edgeless, they were all put into the storage ring. These things were made of good quality and could be used again after being smelted and purified.
The cave was inventoried and nothing was missing. Qin Tiexin took Edgeless back to the storage ring. Edgeless had better not let Lin Chuan and the others see it for the time being.
The Spirit Rune on the ring lit up, and he swallowed the black knife. The blade seemed to make a very slight buzzing sound when it disappeared into the storage space, with a bit of reluctance.
Qin Tiexin walked to the three corpses, and a lotus-shaped Flame formed on his fingertips.
Flame is pale gold with a very faint red light, burning quietly at his fingertips, Vajra Flame.
He projected Flame out. Flame landed on the corpse and burned all over his body in an instant. The pale golden Flame licked the corpse unhurriedly. There was no thick smoke, no burning smell, only an extremely quiet burning, and three balls of Flame were beating quietly in the cave.
What Qin Tiexin doesn't know is that under the cover of Flame, three transparent true spirits are being burned by the fire of karma.
Vajra Flame, whose real name is "Karma-Burning Wisdom King Flame", is not an ordinary Buddhist fire, but a flame of punishment that burns away karma. The deeper the karma, the more severe the torture. The hands of these Golden Summit Temple monks are stained with countless blood debts. The true souls were burned and twisted in Flame, and it took a whole stick of incense to slowly dissipate.
At this time, Qin Tiexin had already reached the entrance of the cave.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Law Artifact wreckage embedded in the stone wall at the edge of the cave entrance, and jumped down.
His body passed through the boundary of the Jueling Zone, and his spiritual power disappeared instantly, but he was well prepared. During the fall, he tapped his left foot lightly on the blade of a scimitar, used the force to move his body laterally, and stepped on the back of a hatchet with his right foot. He repeatedly used the force to cushion, and finally landed firmly on the bottom of the valley.
Lin Chuan was standing next to the boulder. Qin Tiexin made a lot of noise when he landed, and the gravel was shaken and rolled away. Lin Chuan let out a long breath when he saw him jumping down from the entrance of the cave and using the force of the cliff to cushion the landing in front of him.
"Senior Brother Ming, are you okay?"
Qin Tiexin looked at him, Lin Chuan's moon-white brocade robe was stained with blood and gravel powder, the skirt was torn, and a few strands of his usually meticulous hair were scattered. Come. There were several small gaps on the blade of the long sword in his hand. The boulder holding the rope at the entrance of the passage had been chopped into several pieces by him. The gravel was scattered all over the ground, and he forcibly carved out a narrow gap in the middle that could allow one person to pass through.
"It's okay." Qin Tiexin's voice was a little hoarse, "The people who ambush us by the lake have all been killed."
Lin Chuan glanced at him and didn't ask any more questions.
Qin Tiexin said it in an understatement, but Lin Chuan had just fought against the two monks at the bottom of the valley, and knew that these people were well-trained and cooperated tacitly. The two at the bottom of the valley alone were too difficult for him to deal with. He relied on the other party being distracted by the head and corpse that suddenly fell from the cave entrance, and found the opportunity to deal with them one by one with his sword.
Those in the holes above will only be more difficult to deal with.
"Let's go, they are waiting outside." Lin Chuan bent down to pick up the swords scattered by the two monks, took Storage Bag off their bodies, and stuffed it into his arms.
Qin Tiexin walked to the place where he fell to the ground before, picked up the iron rod, walked to the entrance of the passage, bent down and picked up the Zen staff of Yuanshun.
The Zen staff is dark gold in color, and its body is slightly heavier than the iron rod. The tail and head of the staff are both engraved with Sanskrit Spirit Rune, and there are three very fine lines of Vibration Spirit Rune on the staff. It is well made, and its texture is several grades better than his iron rod. This is the only weapon that makes him feel slightly troublesome.
He also took off Yuanshun's storage ring from his corpse. The dark gold storage ring was made of good material at first glance. Apart from anything else, according to what Yuanding said, Zhaoming Temple's big clock was still inside, so it must be retrieved.
He turned around and looked at the several corpses scattered at the bottom of the valley and the Law Artifact wreckage scattered all over the mountains and plains. Since the storage ring could not be opened, it could not be taken away for the time being.
"Let's go, let's go back first."
The two of them drilled out one after another along the slit cut by Lin Chuan.