The most famous inn in Kyoto City, called Homecoming Inn, as the name suggests, come here to have a sense of home, this inn is located on Kyoto East Street, you know, in Kyoto City, the most prosperous, must be Xuanlong East Street.

Not to mention the closest to the inner city, the people who can come and go here are dignitaries, and almost all the famous taverns, inns, restaurants, and teahouses in Kyoto Castle are gathered here.

Business is the most prosperous.

The old people of Kyoto Castle often say that as long as you can open a small shop here, you can make a steady profit without losing money, and you can count it as a place where every inch of land is valuable.

The homecoming inn can be located here, and it is naturally a well-known existence, not only the service is considerate, but the price is naturally expensive.

And at this moment, in a wing room on the third floor of the homecoming inn, a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe was leaning against the window, drinking wine, humming a little song, admiring the white jade plate in the sky, his eyes were full of smiles, and when the wine was at its highest, he even whispered a poem to help the fun.

"I wish that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight will always shine in the golden bottle!"

"Watching the moon is improvised, drinking is the same, life is the most beautiful, nothing is more beautiful than this."

When the young Taoist priest said that he was happy, he raised his head and drank a big sip of wine, secretly exclaiming that he was refreshed.

Suddenly, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes showed a little surprise, and he said softly:

"It's only been a long time since I touched the Demon Suppression Spell, why did this kid go?"

The young Taoist priest put down the wine jug in his hand and pinched his fingers slightly, but showed a little surprise.

"Can't even figure it out?"

The young Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, with some curiosity in his eyes, and muttered:

"In the important land of Kyoto, there are still people who dare to hide the heavens."

After thinking about it, he waved the cuffs of his robe, and an invisible qi machine swayed, pouring into the breeze outside the window, and went away with the wind.

He pinched the trick again, and said leisurely:

"All the laws in the world are all avenues, and the laws of my heart, the natural world, the breeze and the bright moon are all for my use."

"Edict!"

When this sound fell, an untraceable mysterious qi machine swayed above Kyoto, walking with the wind, walking with the moonlight, and the whole of Kyoto was under its cover.

Eventually, the breeze blew through the Emperor's Mausoleum, and the moonlight shone here.

The young Taoist priest's eyes finally opened, revealing a slight look of astonishment, and said in surprise:

"Poor and obedient, someone dares to make a fuss in the Mausoleum of Emperor Shengzhou, pulling out his beard under the tiger's nose, don't die."

After he carefully calculated again, his face changed slightly, and a trace of anger crossed his eyes:

"What a gut, dare to do such a hurtful thing, plot against yin and yang, perverse, really looking for death!"

After the young Taoist priest finished speaking, he wanted to get up and walk, but suddenly his eyes moved, looked in one direction, and frowned slightly.

After a while, he sat down against the window again, drank a little wine again, and said softly:

"That's it, it's not time yet, let's see."

......

Lin Xiuyuan took off the blessing bag from his waist, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

That Taoist priest is really not simple!

Lin Xiuyuan had already noticed this, otherwise, he would not have made a special trip to let the other party calculate a hexagram for himself, which naturally had a sense of temptation.

As for the blessing bag, he naturally has to pay attention, otherwise, why does he keep hanging it with him, instead of putting it in his arms, it is somewhat guarded.

But he didn't expect that there would be an orthodox Taoist exorcism spell in the blessing bag.

Moreover, the cultivation of the person who casts the spell is definitely not weak.

Otherwise, I am not here, and with just a spell touching in the air, how can I so easily kill a powerful ghost that can be called a golden pill cultivation.

Lin Xiuyuan hesitated for a moment, did not open the blessing bag, but continued to hang it on his waist and walked forward.

There are no ghosts here, there is no yin wind, and even the dark clouds in the sky have dispersed a lot, but the moonlight is still muddy and can't be seen.

And the still strong prohibition also told him that it was still dangerous here.

The road further forward was relatively quiet, although it felt a little gloomy, but the deeper it went, the less yin qi there was, and even the rich ghost qi began to decrease.

By the time he passed through the second hall, he felt a sudden sense of relief. Even his perceptual power, which had been open, expanded in an instant, and it was a feeling that there was no limit.

In an instant, it was a hundred zhang distance, sweeping several halls behind.

Not only that, but at the same time as he exerted his perception, the mask on his face flashed again.

In the next moment, Lin Xiuyuan's perceptual power skyrocketed again, and he actually included all the halls in the rear.

What shocked him was that this time his perception was no longer limited to treasure hunting, but formed a divine thought.

In his mind, all the places where perception extended, whether living or dead, were all presented in his mind.

This scene also shocked Lin Xiuyuan slightly, and even became sluggish again.

Feeling everything in his mind, he didn't understand at all, what the hell was going on?

Why did the perception suddenly change, not only enhanced, but even became what it is now?

Lin Xiuyuan concentrated slightly, and continued to try to sweep backwards with his perception, until the last hall, when he suddenly encountered a faint obstacle, but it was only for a moment.

The next moment, two figures appeared in his perception, as well as the suspended globular ghost mist and the three imperial corpses.

Lin Xiuyuan's eyes shrank slightly, he felt the powerful power of qi and blood and true yuan from the two of them, and immediately knew that it was those two people who were worshipped.

What are they doing?

Before Lin Xiuyuan could take a closer look, one of them turned around abruptly and seemed to glance at him.

Although the two were nearly a thousand feet apart, Lin Xiuyuan clearly felt that those eyes were looking at him. He was shocked and hurried to retract his senses, but it was too late.

In the last palace, the corner of the Confucian cultivator's mouth showed a wicked smile, and he said softly:

"I didn't expect that there was really a little mouse who could come here quietly and dare to use his divine thoughts to investigate, it was really bold."

The next moment, his right hand was raised, and he grabbed the void forward, and the place where his right hand stretched out began to appear in the main hall.

Immediately after, Lin Xiuyuan's figure appeared directly in the main hall.

And he himself still looked dazed, but when he saw the two people in front of him and the environment he was in, his face changed greatly.

He had felt something was wrong and wanted to withdraw his senses and leave, but before he could make any movements, he felt everything in front of him suddenly blur, and when it was clear again, he appeared here.

The Confucian chuckled and looked at Lin Xiuyuan, who was slightly dazed:

"It seems to be a little guy, but he is quite bold, and you can break into this imperial tomb?"

The Confucian suddenly frowned, and said a little strangely:

"You're actually a forging body? How can you perceive with divine thoughts? ”

Lin Xiuyuan had calmed down at this moment, and the two people opposite were obviously the royal enshrinements of this imperial tomb, and the one who was talking was dressed as a Confucian scholar, and it should be Shen Jingchuan, a Confucian cultivator who had entered the Xuan Realm.

And the strong man beside him was extremely strong, his qi and blood were as strong as fire, and his qi was full of power, which could only be a symbol of martial cultivation, and it must be Liu Chuandong of the Soul Refining Realm.

However, that Yanagawa Dong seemed to be a little strange.

Lin Xiuyuan sighed slightly in his heart, this time it is really troublesome, this trip to the imperial tomb, the most worrying thing is to bump into these two worshippers, and now they still bump into it.

He did not answer Shen Jingchuan's question, but asked rhetorically:

"How did you get me here when you and I are so far apart?"

Shen Jingchuan was not in a hurry, in his eyes, Lin Xiuyuan at this moment was like a delicacy in his mouth, how he wanted to eat it, when he would eat it, it was only a matter of time, so he generously answered his doubts.

"Do you know what a mystery is?"

He didn't wait for Lin Xiuyuan to answer, so he explained to himself:

"The so-called Xuanxuan, is from the book of the truth to perceive the way of heaven and earth, through the mysteries of the mysteries, so for the Xuan, once into the Xuan, you can manipulate the power of heaven and earth for your own use, in this heaven and earth, my mind moves, can move anything, push away, including you."

Lin Xiuyuan suddenly realized that although he had followed his master to practice for many years, he only knew that the people who practiced the four veins had different directions and means of being good at, but he had never fought with Confucian cultivators, even if he had seen a few fights, at least they were all strong people above the regular realm, and with his current cultivation, he naturally couldn't understand it. This was the first time he had faced a Confucian practitioner on his own.

Shen Jingchuan asked with a smile:

"I've already answered yours, and you haven't answered mine yet?"

After Lin Xiuyuan thought about it, he said seriously:

"I don't know what a divine thought is, what I used to do was a kind of magic power."

Shen Jingchuan also bowed slightly, then chuckled lightly, and said leisurely:

"For the sake of your honesty, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Lin Xiuyuan said calmly:

"Answering the question is because of the exchange of courtesies, but I am not prepared to stand by, if you want to kill me, I will do my best to kill you."

Shen Jingchuan suddenly laughed and said continuously:

"Interesting, interesting, your little doll's courage is indeed not small, but unfortunately, it's a little stupid, do you think, in front of me, you have the qualifications to do it?"

Lin Xiuyuan's eyes were firm, and he was in a desperate situation, but he calmed down, didn't say anything, just said seriously:

"Try it!"

Shen Jingchuan seemed to see something extremely interesting, changed his mind, and did not intend to kill him directly, but beckoned to Liu Chuandong behind him:

"It's okay, it's boring to be idle anyway, let's just watch a show, go, slaughter that kid!"

Liu Chuandong behind him was originally indifferent, but after hearing Shen Jingchuan's words, he immediately took action.

The figure jumped up, and then fell three zhang in front of Lin Xiuyuan, his body was surging with qi and blood, and the power of True Yuan exploded like a wave.

In the face of the true yuan coercion of a soul refining realm that was almost exerted with all his might, although Lin Xiuyuan's body did not move, there was a faint sweat on his forehead, but even so, it did not make him have the slightest intention of retreating.

Because from Shen Jingchuan's relaxed and casual hand before, he knew that it was almost impossible for him to escape today.

In this case, there is no need to retreat, only to fight!