In front of the old man, a crimson peach wood sword was suspended in the air. It was engraved with a string of runes that Shen Luo couldn't understand, but he knew it wasn't an ordinary item.
But it was a little strange that whether it was the floating sword or the three people confronting each other, they were all motionless at the moment. It looked like they were all under a spell.
Shen Luo didn't dare to act rashly. Instead, he carefully approached from the side. Only then did he clearly see the faces of the two people floating in the air. They were actually two skeletal ghosts with green light emitting from their eye sockets.
At the same time, he also heard a burst of "zheng zheng" sound similar to the sound of zither strings being stretched.
Shen Luo observed carefully and finally saw clearly that the thin old Daoist's body was actually wrapped by black threads that were almost invisible to the naked eye. However, they were blocked by a thin layer of green light outside the old Daoist's Daoist robe, so it was difficult to detect.
As for the two skeletal ghosts, they actually opened their mouths and spat out strands of black silk that tightly bound the crimson magic sword that was hovering in the air. Within the dense black mist that violently surged around their bodies, one could even see numerous dense crimson runes that constantly surged and attacked the ghosts' bodies. The two of them were actually like two armies, one attacking and one defending, locked in a fierce battle that was difficult to distinguish between the two.
"It turns out that the three of them are not motionless, but have formed a subtle balance. No one can do anything to each other." Shen Luo understood and no longer hesitated. He made a gesture with both hands and suddenly waved his sleeve, "Go!"
His voice had barely faded when a gust of wind burst out from his sleeve. Then, a white light shot out like an arrow with a 'whiz' sound.
Only a muffled "bang" sound was heard.
The back of the head of one of the two ghosts on the left was pierced by a talisman fork wrapped in white light. The entire skull was sent flying, smashing into the stone wall and shattering.
Bone fragments splashed on the stone wall, revealing a twisted and fuzzy green ghost shadow nailed under the talisman fork. Under the illumination of the white light emitted by the talisman fork, it let out a sharp wail and quickly turned into thick water.
What remained of his body dissipated like smoke, leaving behind only a tattered black robe that fell to the ground.
At the corner of the wall, the balance between one man and two ghosts was broken by Shen Luo. The pressure on the thin old Taoist was greatly reduced.
His eyes suddenly lit up. With one hand, he pulled the black thread that was wrapped around his body and pulled the remaining ghost in front of him. His other hand made a flower-pinching gesture and pointed at the ghost's forehead.
The old Daoist pointed his finger and the ghost let out a mournful howl. Its body was immediately surrounded by a large number of red runes. The black ghost mist around its body surged violently and dissipated.
The old Daoist priest let go of the thread and waved his hand in the air. The crimson magic sword immediately flew into his hand and slashed down at the ghost. His movements were as smooth as flowing water.
"Chi" a light sound was heard!
A scarlet red crack appeared on the ghost from head to toe. It had actually been split into two halves. Immediately after, its body burned with raging scarlet flames and was quickly reduced to ashes.
Seeing that the old Daoist priest had broken free, Shen Luo hurried to greet him.
However, the old Daoist priest glared at him and raised his magic sword to point at him.
Shen Luo's movements stiffened. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the old Daoist priest's other hand bend slightly and grab at him in the air.
He only felt a strong suction force suddenly attack him. Something in the clothes on his chest involuntarily flew out.
Shen Luo took a closer look and found that it was the jade pendant that Master Luo had hurriedly thrown into his arms when he sent him here.
The old Daoist priest sized up the jade pendant and frowned.
"What happened to Yuan Zhen?"
He didn't seem to feel that there was anything strange about Shen Luo's appearance here.
Shen Luo was stunned when he heard this. Then, he realized that the "Yuan Zhen" the old Daoist priest was talking about was Master Luo.
"Reporting to Grand Uncle-Master, Master Luo, he …" Shen Luo immediately told the old Daoist about what had happened in Master Luo's courtyard.
When the old Daoist priest heard Shen Luo say that after Master Luo had transformed into an ancient spirit, he called it a "demon". His face suddenly became very ugly.
He sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the ancient spirit who had been in the sect for so many years was actually a demon in disguise … It seems that the demon has been eyeing our Temple of Spring and Autumn for a long time, sparing no expense to lie dormant for so long."
"Master Luo, the situation over there is critical. Please go and help as soon as possible," Shen Luo said anxiously.
The old Daoist priest shook his head bitterly and opened his Daoist robe.
Shen Luo looked at him in confusion. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly.
There was a fist-sized bloody hole on the right side of the old Daoist priest's Daoist robe. There was a circle of black crystals on it, emitting a fishy smell.
"Like Yuan Zhen, I was poisoned long ago. Previously, I was ambushed by the two Nether Ghosts and was seriously injured. Now, I have less than ten percent of my cultivation left and only a small part of my magic power left. I can't even take care of myself," the old Daoist priest said bitterly.
"If that's the case, I can only escape first and think of other ways," Shen Luo murmured.
The old Daoist priest shook his head and suddenly asked,
"I know the three inner disciples in the temple. You don't seem to be one of them?"
"I am Shen Luo. Master Luo has just accepted me as an inner disciple! Master Luo, now is not the time to talk about this. Let me take you out of here first, "Shen Luo said anxiously.
"Forget it. You're already a true disciple nurtured by the monastery, and you've already cultivated mana. Since Yuan Zhen was able to send you here, he must be someone he truly trusts. Let me ask you something. Are you willing to inherit the Pure Yang Scripture of the Spring and Autumn Temple so that the Little Mao Mountain can continue? "The old Daoist priest's expression suddenly became serious. His eyes stared straight at Shen Luo as he asked.
"Master Luo, of course I am willing to inherit the Spring and Autumn Temple's secret scripture. The inheritance of the sect is very important. Let's talk about it after you are safe." Shen Luo was surprised when he heard this. He didn't understand the pros and cons of the offer. So, he could only give a vague answer.
"It's too late. My injuries are more serious than you can see. Moreover, the Nether Ghosts have already planted a magic mark on me. I can't leave this stone room now. You and I have just killed two Nether Ghosts. I'm afraid that more powerful enemies will come soon … "The old Daoist priest coughed violently and a trace of dirty blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Shen Luo's face was full of hesitation when he saw this.
"Don't be hesitant! If you delay any longer, you and I will die here. The inheritance of the Spring and Autumn Temple will also be severed! "The old Daoist priest grabbed Shen Luo's shoulder and said sternly.
"I agree," Shen Luo immediately made up his mind. He suddenly raised his head and answered firmly.
"Good. Shen Luo, from today onwards, you are the new guardian of the Pure Yang Scripture of the Spring and Autumn Temple." The old Daoist priest's expression relaxed as he nodded and said.
Then, he took Shen Luo's hand and placed the jade token in his palm.
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