The dark blue flames swayed in a 'hu'.

Lu Liangsheng raised his face slightly and glanced at the top of the prison. He probably guessed that Ji Chenghuang showed it, but he shook his head and his eyes fell back to the weak old man's soul opposite.

"It is impossible to decide whether the demon star comes from there."

The City God is an emperor on earth, or a court enthronement, so the position he is standing on earth is naturally here. However, Lu Liangsheng did not dare to rashly use the Wanling Formation. The First Emperor secretly told others that if he was noticed, it would probably lead to variables.

After thinking about it, the scholar changed the topic and spoke again.

"In addition to this, City God has any other discoveries?"

The fire of the underworld shook slightly, and the soul-bound chain in the dark swayed lightly. City God Ji Xin nodded and said, "Of course there are." Then, he approached the scholar next to him.

"When this person was captured back to Yin Zhuo, there was still a remaining magic star aura in his soul. Ji's spiritual consciousness carefully examined it. The remaining energy gradually grew like a living thing, but Ji could have known before that the national master captured the magic star aura from his body."

Over there, Lu Liangsheng's eyes stared at the old man's soul and turned his head to look at the City God, frowned.

......This is not much different from what I knew before, but the remaining demon star energy will grow again?!

Wouldn't that be completely eliminated?

"Ji Chenghuang, is there anything else that's strange?"

Hearing the scholar's questioning again, Ji Xin took his hands and recalled the details of his spiritual consciousness. He fell into silence. After a while, he spoke slowly.

"Yes, the demon star aura seems to be unable to be completely killed. The remaining aura was made by Ji's ghost-squeezing seal made by the lightning strike wood. It was found that it did not play any role, and even had the intention of erosion."

When Lu Liangsheng heard this, he couldn't help but interrupt and said in an uncertain tone: "What is the City God's meaning? If it is placed in an ordinary pottery jar, over time, the pottery jar may be eroded into a demon?"

"Take it off, surely."

The City God's words were honest, and it was definitely not a lie. Lu Liangsheng was silent for a moment and bowed to the other party. He didn't have to come to the aura of the demon star, so he said goodbye and left. Ji Xin sent him out. On the way, the scholar also asked the soul of the late emperor Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian is very good here. The chief clerk of the two departments of rewarding good and punishing evil is checking past merits and demerits. It won't take long to go to the Yin Mansion of Mount Tai. If good and evil are not up to evil, they will be sent to the Ghost City of Fengdu."

"Thank you to the Chenghuang to inform."

When we walked out of Yin Zhu, the sky was shining. There were already early pilgrims in the City God Temple raising the first stick of incense. The yawning temple Zhu picked up a broom and swept the courtyard. Hearing the footsteps, he looked suspiciously at a scholar coming out from the back of the hall, and there was a majestic middle-aged man beside him.

‘When did you come...uh... the person next to you is so familiar, where have you seen him?’

I didn't realize that it was the statue of the god in the worship hall and walked past him. After thinking for a while, I couldn't think of who was carrying a broom back to the temple.

Outside the City God Temple, Lu Liangsheng walked down the stone steps, turned around and bowed to Ji Xin who was standing in front of the temple gate, bowed his hand and bowed to him, brushed his sleeves and carried him behind him, and walked straight into the city gate in the first ray of morning light under the sky and clouds.

On the street, people who were seeking life got up early, carrying foodies to the streets, street vendors opened steamers, and steam was wafting out, attracting hungry pedestrians, carrying cargo peddlers, and walking around the streets and alleys to shout loudly towards the open window lattice of the attic.

"Rouge...gou...southern rice~~"

The golden autumn morning pushes away the blue sky, and the crowded pier is surrounded by thousands of sails, facing the sunshine, presenting a noisy and bustling vitality.

Lu Liangsheng walked across the street stall, bought a few sugar-heart cakes, wrapped them in oil cloth paper, carried them in his hand and walked through the disturbing long street to return to Wanshou Temple.

The Taoist temple has almost been repaired, and the damaged attic stands brand new in the sunshine. The yellow leaves on both sides of the mountain gate are flying, revealing the bark branches.

The scholar gently flicked a leaf on his shoulder, and walked up the stone steps step by step with a pancake. In front of his gaze, the Taoist fled in the square again in the illuminated sun, punched with his palm and leg, kicked out, bringing out the whistling sound of the wind, and the qi was traction. The stone bricks around his feet were shaking and undulating.

[     www.xbqg5200.xyz] feels like he is improving his cultivation.

Sun Yingxian took his skills and returned his breath, and his robe instantly moved from caressing and became still. After a moment, he turned around and saw the sugar cake thrown in his sight. The Taoist reached out and took it steadily, uncovered the outer layer of oil cloth paper, took a bite, and looked at the scholar passing by in front of him, and laughed twice.

"I said Lao Lu, you didn't spend the night at Chenghuang Temple last night, did you not go anywhere else? For example, that person in Min's mansion."

"I really spend the night in the City God Temple, don't slander me for nothing."

Lu Liangsheng also made a joke. In the disdainful tone of the Taoist "I don't understand the fun.", he walked to the attic and happened to meet the master who was dragging a recliner.

Taoist Toad crossed the high threshold, swayed his legs outside for two times without finding a support point. A big hand from behind reached out to cushion under his feet, then dragged the lounge chair inside the door, moved it to the eaves, jumped on it, lying down, took a booklet in his hand, flipped it up with relish, and waved the webbing at the apprentice beside him.

"Liangsheng, it's blocking the sunshine of our teacher."

However, no one responded. Taoist Toad put down the booklet, turned his head and looked into the hall, and saw that the scholar's back had already crossed the threshold and walked up the stairs.

‘I always ask you about me on weekdays, what’s wrong today? It’s better to go and see it so that I don’t care about my apprentice.’

The toad turned around and looked at the booklet in his hand, put it down, threw it on the recliner, got up and turned into the threshold, and climbed up step by step along the wooden ladder.

On the turning stairs, Lu Liangsheng walked through the corridor and pushed open the door and returned to the room. He sat quietly at the desk. The sun was shining in through the window frame and sprinkled on the paper covered with ink lines.

Then, he reached out and kneaded the paper into a ball, pinched it in his palm and burned it. The flames retreated, and the ashes fell from the fingers to the sunlight.

Lu Liangsheng watched the light and dust flying, his cheeks tight and bulging.

......If the demon star energy cannot be destroyed, then it can only be sealed. However, as Ji Chenghuang said, the sealed magic weapon will be eroded and slowly become a demon.

...How can I do this...or what can I do.

What I practice is the human way. If I don’t care about this, it will damage my heart and will probably be difficult to make progress in the future. The chaos in the world will harm the luck of the king, which will also be detrimental to me...

Thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng turned around and raised his hand. The chalk of the chalk floated out of the bookshelf and put it on his body. A red light appeared from Qiankun's sleeve. When illuminating the scholar's handsome face, he also pushed the sunlight out the window.

The whole room was covered in blood.

‘…Whether magic weapons or ordinary objects are objects of unconscious thoughts, they are naturally easily eroded into evil spirits. Perhaps there is another way.’

Looking at the red blood balls floating on the palm of my palm, flowing wildly, rushing left and right, raising terrifying faces on the surface, and opening my mouth as if I was roaring silently.

Lu Liangsheng stumbled his lips, looked at the blocked sunlight outside, took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, held the demon star with one hand, and sat there quietly and silently.

At some point, he held the red light floating in the palm of his palm to his face.

‘…I hope Confucian Haoran can awaken my mind.’

In the red room, the door creaked lightly, the short figure stepped in with a short legs, then leaned into his head and looked inward, calling in a low voice.
Chapter completed!