Chapter 82 White Snake has a life story, the master of Jinshan Temple (please subscribe)
"Damn Taoist priest!

Do you know what you have done!
This white snake is the only descendant of the Nascent Soul White Snake that was suppressed in Jinshan Temple hundreds of years ago!

You, you, you! "

Bloodshot gradually filled the old monk's eyes. Although Shi Jian was shocked, he did not show any regret.

It's just a suppressed white snake. Even though it has powerful cultivation, what can it do?

The old monk was furious at this moment. Why didn't Jinshan Temple take any action against the white snake? Why did it indulge the white snake again and again?
It’s because the seal that suppressed the White Snake back then has loosened. In less than twenty years, when the seal is completely loosened, the White Snake will be able to escape.

The Demon Emperor in the Nascent Soul stage!

Even after hundreds of years of suppression, their cultivation has weakened and Jinshan Temple is definitely not able to cope with it.

But now...

Shi Jian killed the only offspring of the White Snake Demon Emperor. The old monk could already foresee how angry the White Snake Demon Emperor would be when he escaped.

"You stinky Taoist priest, no matter who you are, I will make you pay the price today!"

Seeing the white snake die, the old monk went completely berserk. He threw all the Buddhist etiquette and the God's benevolence to others out of his mind.

At this moment, he just wanted Shi Jian to be buried with the entire Jinshan Temple.

In an instant, a staff appeared in the old monk's hand, which turned out to be a treasure!
The Buddhist magic power turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Shi Jian frantically.

Shi Jian was not worried. He shook his whole body and then a series of lightning spears rushed straight towards the old monk.

The battle between the two was extremely thrilling.

Thunder and Buddha's light kept alternating above the West Lake until Shi Jian's true energy was exhausted. Only then did he decide to leave for the time being.

In Dantian, a flying sword was summoned and flew into the sky, leaving only the old monk who had also consumed his true energy standing in the void and roaring helplessly...

After a long time, when the old monk calmed down completely, he looked at the white snake that had already turned cold, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

But just then...

A very young monk stepped towards them step by step from the void.

Lotus flowers bloom with every step, and the whole atmosphere is extremely mysterious.

"Intelligence, now that things have come to this, why get angry?
The incident with the white snake was originally a disaster for Jinshan Temple. Let this little snake die.

Devouring dozens of people, he deserved to die."

Hearing this, the old monk turned around abruptly and looked at the young monk who was walking with lotus steps behind him.

He immediately bowed.

"Grandmaster...

you!
Why didn't you stop the Taoist priest?

We can obviously..."

"Shut up!"

Following the young monk's loud shout, the old monk suddenly fell silent.

"I have said that this little snake deserves to die. I will just stay in seclusion for a while, and you will allow this little snake to leave Jinshan Temple.

It ate so many innocent people. You are responsible for its death. You are also responsible for the evil it committed!"

"Master, but..."

“No buts. I have said that Jinshan Temple cannot escape this disaster. The White Snake Demon Emperor has been sealed for nearly a thousand years.

Do you think it will let go of Jinshan Temple just for a child?"

With a sigh, the young monk looked in the direction where Shi Jian left, and his originally bitter expression suddenly turned into a slight smile.

"Zhengneng, do you know who the Taoist priest was who just killed this little snake?"

Following the young monk's guidance, the intelligent old monk suddenly started to think.

"Grandmaster, I just noticed that the Taoist priest was so young, yet he was able to fight with me for such a long time.

In the late stage of foundation building, he is able to rival a half-step golden elixir. This level of cultivation is rare in the world!"

Nodding, the young monk smiled even more widely.

“This Taoist priest, if nothing unexpected happens, is Shi Jian, the direct disciple of the Maoshan Sect’s headmaster.

The people from the Zhengyi Taoist Alliance who patrol the world do have some tricks!
However, since he killed this little snake today, he has established a cause and effect relationship with the White Snake Demon Emperor.

from now on……

Jinshan Temple is not vulnerable to the White Snake Demon Emperor.

If used properly, the White Snake Demon Emperor will first cause trouble for Shi Jian of Maoshan.

If we can lure out those ancestors in the Maoshan Underworld..."

As he spoke, the young monk's eyes gradually became deeper.

The old monk also understood what his master meant, and he became calmer.

......................................................

Shi Jian, who left West Lake, didn't know this. To him, a suppressed Nascent Soul Demon Emperor was powerful.

But I am also growing up, and besides, am I not still being suppressed?
By the time the seal is broken, maybe Shi Jian has already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.

What's more...

It's nice to sit under a big tree and enjoy the shade, although I don't want to trouble the ancestor of the underworld.

But if he really encountered such a demon emperor now, he could only ask the ancestors of the underworld for protection.

Who made it so that most of the ancestors of Maoshan entered the underworld, while most of the ancestors of other sects stepped into the unknown?

He didn't care about killing a small snake, as the snake demon in Hangzhou City had been dealt with.

Shi Jian decided to start by inspecting the territories of his fellow junior fellow apprentices.

If you encounter a foundation-building demon, it is better to kill it one by one in advance.

Paving the way for my fellow apprentices...

Renjia Town.

After these few days, Lin Fengjiao, who had just arrived in the town, was exhausted.

The charity cemetery in Renjia Town has been abandoned since the tragic death of the previous garrison disciple.

When Lin Fengjiao arrived at the charity cemetery, the first thing she did was to clean it. It took her three full days to clean up the entire cemetery.

After finally getting some rest, he began to investigate the situation in Renjia Town.

Renjia Town is a big town with a population of over 10,000. It is more prosperous than the average county town.

The reason why it is called Renjia Town is not because there are many people with the surname Ren in the town, but because the richest man in the town is named Ren.

However, some time ago, the richest man in Renjia Town, Old Master Ren Weiyong, passed away suddenly.

So the whole town seemed a little deserted because of the Ren family's funeral.

Just after going out, Lin Fengjiao was planning to visit the Ren family.

Although the old man of the Ren family had just passed away and been buried recently, as a resident disciple from Maoshan, he would have to build good relations with the local richest and most powerful people.

It will also be difficult to move forward.

No matter what mountain you are crossing, no matter what path you take, even a strong dragon will not defeat a local snake.

It is too difficult to quickly gain recognition from the townspeople with the identity of a Maoshan disciple.

But if you can use the power of the Ren family to establish your own brand, it will be much easier.

As she was thinking, Lin Fengjiao finally arrived at the gate of Ren's house.

"Please inform that Maoshan disciple Lin Jiu is here to pay a visit to Master Ren."

The servant guarding the door had not yet taken off his mourning clothes. After hearing Lin Fengjiao's voice, he belatedly looked at Lin Fengjiao.

"You said you were a new disciple from Maoshan?"

"Yes, I am the disciple of Maoshan, Lin Jiu."

"Master, please wait a moment. I will inform my master immediately."

Afterwards, the servant went towards the mansion. After a while, Ren Fa, who was also wearing mourning clothes, appeared in front of Lin Fengjiao.

"Master Lin, please come in quickly. I didn't expect that Master Lin would come to the Ren Mansion in person today. If the Ren Mansion hadn't been busy with my father's funeral recently,

I will go to the charity cemetery to visit Master Lin in person."

As he spoke, Ren Fa kept looking at Lin Fengjiao.

At this moment, Lin Fengjiao had a full forehead and was full of righteousness. That kind of uprightness made Ren Fa feel happy.

He is indeed worthy of being a disciple from Mount Mao!

As Lin Fengjiao followed Ren Fa into the hall, she couldn't help but frown.

There is no doubt that the Ren family is very large, and even the decoration is so luxurious that Lin Fengjiao has never seen it before in her life.

but……

In a subtle way, the feng shui of the Ren family is extremely strange.

Lin Fengjiao had an indescribable feeling, as if the Ren family was suppressed by something and seemed particularly heavy.

When he saw Lin Fengjiao frowned as soon as she entered the room, Ren Fa's eyes were also very good.

He asked with some curiosity.

"Master Lin, did you find something wrong with your house?"

Lin Fengjiao nodded.

"Master Ren, is there a baby in the Ling Mansion?"

Hearing Lin Fengjiao's question, Ren Fa's expression suddenly changed, he became a little excited and anxious.

"To be honest with you, Master Lin, I just happen to have a daughter who is only a few months old."

Lin Fengjiao nodded and sighed softly.

"Master Ren, has your daughter been crying frequently at night recently?
Even no matter how much you care for it, it can't stop crying?"

Upon hearing Lin Fengjiao's words, Ren Fa's face suddenly changed.

"Master Lin is truly a god!
To be honest with Master Lin, my daughter has been in this condition for several days. Since my father was buried, she has been crying every night.

We consulted Chinese doctors and foreign doctors, but there was no improvement.

Since Master Lin was able to figure out my daughter's condition, I wonder if Master Lin can help her recover?"

Hearing this, Lin Fengjiao was silent. It was not that she was unwilling, but she was just thinking about what caused it and how to solve it.

When Ren Fa saw it, he instantly became anxious, thinking that he was not sincere enough.

"Master Lin, can you please say something?

As long as you can cure my daughter, I will definitely prepare a generous gift and come to thank you in person, Master Lin."

Lin Fengjiao realized that Ren Fa had misunderstood her meaning and reacted this time.

"No, no, no!

Master Ren misunderstood what I meant. I wanted to say…"

Before Lin Fengjiao could finish speaking, a blue talisman instantly shot out from his pocket.

While it was burning, Shi Jian's face was clearly visible!
"Junior Brother Lin, can you come to the charity cemetery in Renjia Town?"

When she saw that it was her senior brother, Lin Fengjiao's face instantly became serious.

"Junior brother greets senior brother!"

“No need to be so polite, judging from Junior Brother Lin’s appearance, it’s obvious that he has already arrived at Renjia Town.

In two days, I will come to your territory, and I will help you eliminate all the foundation-building demons!"

"Junior brother thanks you, senior brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman burned up.

Ren, who was standing aside, stared blankly at what had just happened, his eyes a little dazed.

It's no wonder that he was shocked. How could an ordinary Taoist priest perform such a method?
Looking at Lin Fengjiao, Ren Fa wanted to say something, but found himself so shocked that he was speechless.

　Ahem, today I'm going to dig a big hole for Senior Brother to put some pressure on him. The Nascent Soul Demon Emperor under the Jinshan Temple must be inspired by the Legend of the White Snake. However, this snake plans to replace him with a male one... This way, it will be easier to kill him.

　　Okay, back to the topic. Today is another four chapters and twelve thousand words. It’s the last day of May Day, and it’s really hard to endure. I almost cried during the last class.

　　Here, I wish all book friends good luck on May Day, a smooth trip on May Day, a happy May Day, and a safe and happy May Day.
　　
　　
　
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