txolops Chapter 162 Why Should I Take You With Me? The Heavenly Talisman Sect's Legacy!
Chapter 162 Why Should I Take You With Me? The Heavenly Talisman Sect's Legacy!
Lin Chuan did not answer, but looked at Zi Ling.
Zi Ling also saw him.
She was taken aback at first, then her eyes lit up with uncontrollable joy!
"Senior Lin!"
She shouted it almost instinctively, and then ran towards Lin Chuan without thinking.
Years ago, in the first level of the Void Heaven Palace, the Land of Ghostly Injustice, Lin Chuan casually saved her life. She remembered his face from that time.
Unexpectedly, I encountered him again in this desperate situation!
"stop!"
The burly man reached out to grab Zi Ling, but she broke free.
Zi Ling ran to Lin Chuan's side, panting heavily, her eyes filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.
"Senior Lin...I..."
"Boy, what are you doing? You want our elders to come out and see you? Are you even qualified?"
The burly man caught up, looking Lin Chuan up and down with disdain. The men behind him also surrounded him, their expressions unfriendly.
Lin Chuan glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"
The man reached out to push Lin Chuan, but his hand had barely touched Lin Chuan's shoulder—
Lin Chuan made a move.
He took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of the man, grabbing his wrist holding the knife with his left hand and twisting it gently.
"Snap!"
A broken wrist!
The man screamed, and the knife fell from his hand. Lin Chuan caught the longsword with his right hand and swung it backhand—
A flash of light!
"puff!"
A human head flew high into the air, blood gushing out!
The headless corpse swayed and then collapsed to the ground with a thud!
"ah--!"
Those people were so frightened that they scrambled away and fled!
Lin Chuan threw down the knife in his hand, his face expressionless.
Zi Ling stood behind him, watching this scene with her beautiful eyes filled with shock.
She had witnessed Lin Chuan's actions firsthand—it was at the Void Heaven Palace, where Lin Chuan unleashed his flying sword to slay powerful ghosts with effortless grace. But back then, he was a cultivator, possessing immense magical power, so whatever he did was perfectly normal.
But even now, in this dark and gloomy place where all magic has been lost, he is still so terrifying!
Invulnerable to blades and spears, possessing immense strength, killing is as easy as killing a chicken...
Who exactly is he?
Soon, several village elders arrived upon hearing the news.
"Who are you? Why are you killing my villagers?" a white-haired old man at the head of the group asked in a deep voice.
Lin Chuan glanced at him, about to speak—
"Elder Feng, this person is formidable; he's impervious to swords and spears. You'd better not..."
A villager who had just fled back whispered a word of advice.
But the elder waved his hand dismissively.
"No matter how strong external martial arts are, they are still just brute force. I have cultivated internal energy for decades, and my true qi is profound. How could mere brute force possibly defeat me?"
He strode forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked down at Lin Chuan.
"Your external martial arts skills are quite good. If you're willing to trade with me, I might spare your life. Otherwise—"
"You talk too much nonsense."
Lin Chuan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and kicked him directly.
Elder Feng was shocked and quickly channeled his inner energy, striking out with both palms in an attempt to block the kick.
"Bang!"
The moment his palms made contact with the soles of his feet, Elder Feng felt an overwhelming force crushing down on him like a mountain!
His prized inner energy was as fragile as paper in the face of this immense force!
"Click-clack-clack-clack—"
The bones in both arms snapped instantly!
He was sent flying backward, crashing into the stone wall behind him, then slid down softly, lifeless.
The entire room fell silent!
The elders were all pale-faced and their legs were trembling.
"Who else wants to try?" Lin Chuan asked, his gaze sweeping over the group.
No one dared to answer.
"Now, call out all the people in your village who used to be cultivators."
……
A moment later, more than a dozen people were brought before Lin Chuan.
They stood there trembling, not daring to raise their heads.
Lin Chuan asked about each of them.
"Chaotic Star Sea..."
"The boundless sea..."
"Tiannan..."
"Great Jin Dynasty, Lingjiu Sect..."
Finally, it was the turn of an elderly man in gray.
He was about sixty years old, with gray hair and beard, and a weathered face, but his eyes remained clear.
"I was once the head of the Tianfu Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty."
Tianfu Sect!
A glint of light flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes!
Finally found!
"Do you still have the items you had when you were stranded here?" Lin Chuan asked, suppressing his excitement.
The old man was taken aback, then nodded.
"Yes...yes. Those things are unwanted by the villagers, so they've always been kept with me."
He turned around, took out a wooden box from a simple stone house behind him, and handed it to Lin Chuan with both hands.
Lin Chuan took the wooden box and opened it.
Inside was a pile of bone fragments. The fragments were about the size of a palm, dark yellow in color, and densely covered with tiny characters and some complex runes.
It is the secret technique of the Heavenly Talisman Sect—the method of refining the Spirit-Subduing Talisman!
Lin Chuan glanced at it briefly, and after confirming that everything was correct, he put the wooden box into his pocket.
"very good."
He turned around, ready to leave.
"Senior Lin!"
Zi Ling suddenly spoke and quickly caught up.
"Can I...go with you?"
She bit her lip, her eyes filled with pleading.
She knew what awaited her if she stayed. She could clearly see the villagers' gazes.
Following Lin Chuan is the only way out.
Lin Chuan stopped and turned to look at her.
"Why...why should I bring you along?"
Zi Ling opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer.
What can she give? In this place where all her magic has been lost, she can give nothing.
"I...I can..."
She couldn't continue.
Lin Chuan looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:
"How about this? After we get out, I can train you and make you my furnace."
A furnace or cauldron?
Zi Ling was taken aback, then she understood.
A furnace or cauldron?
Zi Ling was taken aback, then she understood.
Her pure and innocent body is a top-tier furnace-cauldron physique.
Once her cultivation level improves, her practice of absorbing spiritual energy can help Lin Chuan break through his cultivation bottleneck.
This is the "great medicine" that countless cultivators dream of.
If it were in the past, she would have turned on anyone who dared to say such things to her.
But now...
Looking into Lin Chuan's calm eyes, she recalled how he had saved her from danger twice, his elegant and composed figure in the Void Heaven Palace, and how he remained so powerful even when he had lost all his magic...
A thought suddenly occurred to me—
If it's him... it seems... not impossible.
"I promised you, senior."
She lowered her head, her voice barely audible.
Lin Chuan nodded and said nothing more.
……
"Where is Wen Tianren, who came with you before?" Lin Chuan asked.
Zi Ling raised her head, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
"He... has already died from the fall."
Wen Tianren, the self-proclaimed "Number One Core Formation Cultivator," a prodigy and the personal disciple of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, was no different from an ordinary person the moment he lost his magical power. He fell from the sky and was smashed into a pile of minced meat.
"What happened to his belongings?"
Zi Ling turned around and looked at the villagers huddled to the side.
"When they brought me into the village, they also took Wen Tianren's things."
Lin Chuan's gaze swept over those people.
"Hand it over."
Without hesitation, those people quickly took out several items from their pockets and handed them over with both hands.
A storage bag, but it can't be opened in this dark and gloomy place.
There is also a belt.
The belt was entirely silver-white, made of some unknown material, and had a warm, smooth feel to the touch, faintly emitting a spiritual glow.
Lin Chuan examined it closely and discovered that there were four beads the size of a fingernail embedded in the belt—in four colors: green, red, blue, and yellow.
Four Symbols Coiled Dragon Belt.
These four beads are respectively four kinds of miraculous beads that ward off wind, fire, water, and dust. Wearing this belt will protect you from strong winds, raging fires, deep waters, and dust.
At the same time, this belt also has the remarkable effect of calming the mind and stabilizing the spirit, and can resist inner demons.
Lin Chuan looked at the belt in his hand, then at Zi Ling.
His own physical body was incredibly strong, allowing him to climb Storm Mountain without fear of the biting winds. But this belt would be perfect for Zi Ling.
"Put it on."
He handed the belt to Zi Ling.
Zi Ling took it, hesitated for a moment, and tied it around her waist. A warm aura instantly enveloped her, isolating her from the outside world.
……
After leaving the village, Lin Chuan, with Zi Ling by his side, found Ti Hun by relying on the guidance of the daily divination.
The crying soul at this moment is very different from before.
It had devoured countless Yin beasts, and although its size hadn't increased, its entire body shimmered with azure light, and its aura had become several times more solid. Upon seeing Lin Chuan, it cried out excitedly, transforming into a beam of azure light and landing on his shoulder.
"Let's go, little one."