Chapter 142 Massacre
"Isn't that the idea?"
The King of Qin embraced the beauty in his arms wantonly, buried his head in her warmth and fragrance, and took the time to raise his head and laugh wantonly.
"Forget Worry Pavilion. Forget Worry Pavilion. When you come here, no matter how great your sorrow is, it will be nothing but a passing cloud."
"The Taoist priest is worried. Isn't that exactly what this place means?"
"A thousand kinds of sorrow can be solved by beauties. Even if there are a thousand kinds of worries, there are only a few more beauties. Hahahahaha!"
Jiang Lin listened to King Qin's shameless words and shook his head helplessly.
Seeing this, the beautiful woman who was serving Jiang Lin on the side plucked up her courage, gave him a seductive look, and handed him a glass of wine.
"Master, I will serve you a cup..."
Jiang Lin raised his hand to take it and was about to drink it, but suddenly he was stunned, turned his head abruptly and looked at King Qin.
The latter smiled at Jiang Lin and blinked.
"Master, although this place is not my property, it is not a big deal if it burns down."
The King of Qin spoke softly with a calm tone, but it frightened the beauties present.
There is no shortage of nobles in Wangyou Pavilion, and even the Duke of Zhuzi is not too rare, but this is the first time I have seen a guest as generous as this one.
They are not fools. If they can survive in this world, it is impossible for them not to be able to read people's expressions.
This magnanimous gentleman is telling the truth.
No matter who is behind Wangyou Pavilion, even if this land becomes a wasteland, it is only a matter of a word from this gentleman and there will not be any consequences.
The King of Qin stood up from the crowd of beauties, came to Jiang Lin's side, took the wine glass from Jiang Lin's hand, and clinked it with his own glass.
"Master, since you are upset and don't know how to deal with it, there are only two solutions for men."
The King of Qin drank the wine in the cup, patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder with a smile, and grinned.
"Either it's a beautiful woman who can speak, or... it's a massacre!"
"I will bear all the consequences for you, Taoist Priest!"
Hearing this, Jiang Lin silently drank the wine in the glass, stood up and raised his hand.
"Zheng..."
The Zhenwu sword appeared in his hand, and under the dull gazes of the beauties, Jiang Lin walked out of the room.
There are five floors in Wangyou Pavilion. The higher you go, the more luxurious it is and the fewer rooms there are.
Given the status of the King of Qin, he naturally lived on the fifth floor. There were only three rooms here, and each one was reserved for the top officials and dignitaries of the Zhou Kingdom.
The one where Jiang Lin and King Qin were located was in the middle.
Jiang Lin glanced to both sides and slowly walked towards the room on the left.
His expression was calm, but a dark light was emanating from his eyes, until it enveloped his entire pupils, rendering them as thick ink.
The Fengdu Dharma Eye opened quietly, and Jiang Lin also saw more things.
Just now, Jiang Lin sensed some different and familiar aura.
The aura that was once sensed by Hongxiuzhao in Hangzhou Prefecture appeared in Wangyou Pavilion in Kyoto.
The same place of entertainment and brothel, where the same vile things that are not tolerated by the black law are done.
When I stepped into the room on the left, there were two practitioners guarding the door, each of them had a strong aura.
"What are you..."
One of the practitioners, seeing Jiang Lin coming over, started to scold him, but before he could finish his words...
"Zheng!"
The scarlet magic sword stirred up the positive energy of thunder, and with one strike of the sword, the cultivator's head turned into a rolling gourd.
The other practitioner was so shocked by this sudden scene that he lost consciousness for a moment and subconsciously met the eyes of the swordsman.
The dark and cold eyes made the practitioner feel cold all over.
"Zheng!"
The warning from his spiritual sense came too late. By the time he sensed the extreme life-and-death crisis, his head had already fallen to the ground quietly.
"Assisting evil dharma, creating chaos in the world, taking human lives lightly, and killing innocent people."
Jiang Lin spoke slowly, his voice was not loud but extremely cold.
"Now, I will enforce the Black Law. I will chop off your bodies and imprison your souls. You will be sent to hell and suffer for three hundred years in the Copper Pillar Hell."
After saying that, Jiang Lin raised his foot.
"boom!"
The door in front of him was kicked and smashed. The faint sound of stringed instruments inside suddenly became louder, then became chaotic and died down.
Instead, there were the beauties' panicked screams.
as well as……
Jiang Lin looked up and saw a large nanmu bed in the huge room. It was very big, a full five meters wide.
On one side, a cavity was hollowed out, like a hot spring on the bed.
But the so-called hot spring was not warm water, but black and red...
"Pregnant woman's fetal blood, as expected..."
Jiang Lin spoke in a cold voice, stepped into the room, glanced at the many beauties present, raised his hand, and swung his sword.
"Zheng!"
The sword light fell, startling countless beauties and causing them to scream. The beauties panicked and fled from the room in dishevel.
Jiang Lin did not stop them. With the Fengdu Dharma Eye, Jiang Lin could see clearly that there was no karma or evil karma on these people.
Even if there is, it is not Jiang Lin's business.
There are no clean people in a brothel.
From Jiang Lin's current perspective, the real cause and effect of evil that is worthy of Jiang Lin's inspection and punishment by Hei Lu is in that hot spring.
The thick aura of evil and evil almost turned into substance.
"Who? How dare you disturb this prince!"
A head popped out of the hot spring.
It was a young man, naked, with his face and body covered with black and red liquid that looked like blood.
The young man's face was a little flushed and his expression was dazed. It was obvious that he was immersed in some bliss.
As the young man stood up, two figures emerged from the hot spring.
Two stunning beauties stood up, not caring at all about exposing their beauty, and leaned on both sides of the young man with seductive eyes and flushed faces.
The bright red tongue curled at the corner of the lips like a snake's kiss, licking the dark red blood on the young man's face.
"What a handsome young man, are you here to have fun with us?"
The beauty on the left steps out of the hot spring with a smile, accompanied by the sound of splashing water, like a ghost walking out of the abyss, making people sink into it unconsciously.
In a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes, two spots of blood-red light flashed.
It’s a charm technique, and a very advanced one at that.
At least, if it were the two practitioners outside the door, they would definitely not be able to hold on.
Even Jiang Lin was dazed for a moment.
This woman's charm alone was nothing to Jiang Lin, but combined with the environment here, it greatly enhanced his ability.
In that hot spring was the evil magic that Jiang Lin had revealed in Red Sleeves.
Fetal blood beauty care method.
It is not only a method for women's beauty, but also an extremely evil method. At this moment, the fetal blood is stimulated, combined with the woman's unique charm technique, it can be said to be pervasive.
The fetal blood of a pregnant woman is originally a very yin substance. After being refined by evil means, it takes yin from yin, which has extreme attraction to the yang body of men. If one is not careful, he will be attracted to it.
The woman walked to Jiang Lin with a cat-like step, and a strange black and red liquid was flowing on her plump and white legs.
The greasy sweet fragrance entered Jiang Lin's nose.
She came to Jiang Lin's side, leaned forward, and was about to snuggle up to him.
But the next moment, her movements froze.
Because the boy in front of him raised his eyes.
There was not a trace of color in those dark eyes; they were just cold, endlessly cold.
He was not at all attracted by her charm?
Such thoughts flashed through the woman's mind.
"Swish..." The white-blazing thunder flashed in front of the woman's eyes for a moment.
Jiang Lin looked at the corpse in front of him, which looked like charcoal and no longer had any beauty. He stepped over it and walked towards the extremely large bed.
His dark eyes turned to the other woman.
"Forget-Sorrow Pavilion, how many people are there like you?"
Jiang Lin spoke softly, as if chatting about family matters.
The woman had long since awakened from her evil magic and no longer looked charming. She slowly stepped back, trying to stay away from the young man holding the scarlet magic sword.
"Zheng!"
Jiang Lin didn't wait for an answer, but he knew the woman's answer.
There are many people practicing evil rituals in Wangyou Pavilion.
That's enough to know.
The Xuantian Zhenwu flying sword technique was suddenly activated, and the scarlet magic sword turned into a stream of lightning and went straight to the back of the woman.
These women who practiced evil magic were all highly skilled in the art of seduction, but their other abilities were mediocre.
Under the attack of Zhenwu's righteous Qi, death is inevitable.
After beheading the two women who used pregnant women's blood to practice evil magic, Jiang Lin looked at the so-called prince who was still immersed in the charm technique and had not yet woken up.
After just a glance, Jiang Lin didn't care much.
He's just a guy whose soul has been bewitched by evil magic.
Jiang Lin walked around the huge bed and went to the window.
Below is the backyard of Wangyou Pavilion.
Looking down with his dark eyes, Jiang Lin saw a lot of things.
Streaks of scarlet evil were flowing like a pool of blood, covering the entire backyard of Wangyou Pavilion.
But not even a trace of it could leak out. Even Jiang Lin only became aware of it after the two women in the room used their charm techniques.
This situation gave Jiang Lin a very familiar feeling.
As the Fengdu Dharma Eye was further stimulated, dark lightning flashed in Jiang Lin's eyes.
What followed was a change in the scene before his eyes.
In the midst of the dense atmosphere of cause and effect and evil, Jiang Lin saw a bit of red-gold light.
The light carried an aura that Jiang Lin was very familiar with.
"The Dragon Qi of the Son of Heaven."
Jiang Lin was not surprised at all, or rather, he had already guessed this from the very beginning.
He was too familiar with the emperor's tricks.
The layout is almost exactly the same as that in the Hangzhou government office.
It's just that the things that are covered up have changed.
Jiang Lin raised his hand, pushed open the window, and then jumped down.
"Taoist Master."
Mr. Baihua was standing downstairs. When he saw Jiang Lin coming down, he stepped forward, bowed, and asked, "Master, do you need help?"
"No need."
Jiang Lin shook his head, slowly waved the Zhenwu sword in his hand, and said: "When you kill people, it is inevitable that you will be contaminated by the karma of killing."
"In that case, I will not bother you any more."
Mr. Baihua didn't say much. A white mist rose around his figure and slowly dissipated.
Jiang Lin looked forward.
The backyard of Wangyou Pavilion is also very big. No, it’s very big.
After all, there are a lot of women here, a lot of them.
Of course, there are also many evils.
The vermilion Zhenwu sword pointed diagonally toward the ground, and streams of positive energy emanated from it, transforming into a layer of light red curtain of light in mid-air.
From time to time, a terrifying flash of lightning flashed above the light curtain.
This is a ban, and it is not a ban.
Because Jiang Lin had never learned any forbidden spells, what he was doing now was just to bless the Shenxiao Thunder with the Zhenwu Zhengqi to cover the entire backyard of Wangyou Pavilion.
Once someone tries to escape, what will greet him/her is naturally the double bombardment of the divine thunder and the Zhenwu positive Qi.
Constructing such a light curtain undoubtedly consumed a lot of energy for Jiang Lin, and his magic power suddenly decreased by 60 to 70 percent.
Next, Jiang Lin will face many enemies, but he is not panicked at all.
He felt in his pocket and pulled out a pill.
It was not the golden elixir given to him by Zhong Mingzhen, but a meeting gift given to him by Taoist Master Weiyuan of Shangqing Temple.
"Nine Yin Yuan Sha Pill."
Jiang Lin read out the name of the elixir, and had a deeper understanding of the relationship between Master Wei Yuan and his master.
The name of this elixir doesn't sound magical at all.
But this is undoubtedly an authentic great elixir.
Because this pill is a unique recipe of the Arctic Black Law lineage, so it is understandable that it has such a sinister name.
Its function is also very simple, to nourish the Yin spirit.
Jiang Lin looked up and stuffed the pitch-black pill into his mouth.
Suddenly, the ghost seemed to have taken a tonic, and even Jiang Lin himself looked refreshed.
Whether it is magic power or spiritual energy, they all need a source, a starting point.
Jiang Lin didn’t know what other Dharma lineages were like, but the source and starting point of his own Arctic Dharma lineage was that seed of Dharma Qi.
That is the Yin God that is now manifested.
When the Yin spirit is invigorated, magic power will naturally be derived. This is several times simpler and more direct than any Qi-replenishing pill.
At the same time, Jiang Lin felt an indescribable feeling of swelling.
It felt like something was about to burst out, but hadn't yet happened.
It's evil spirit.
This type of elixir uses evil spirit to nourish the Yin spirit, and when it is filled with fierce and wild energy, evil spirit will naturally arise.
When evil spirits come together, the next step is naturally to vent them.
As for how to vent evil spirits, there is always a simple channel.
"laugh……"
Black and red mist suddenly appeared, carrying a slight smell of blood, but more of a greasy sweet fragrance.
These mists entangled up, trying to corrode Jiang Lin and drag Jiang Lin's soul into the abyss to taste the deadly but extremely charming pleasure.
"Om..."
White incandescent lightning appeared on Jiang Lin's body, but he did not fight against the strange fog that was about to swirl up.
The next moment, as Jiang Lin raised his head, the white-incandescent lightning suddenly twisted and evolved, turning into a pitch-black color.
"Roar!"
The six-hole demon appeared with a roar and stood behind Jiang Lin.
And those strange black and red mists were annihilated by the dark thunder that looked even more evil. No, not annihilated, but swallowed up!
The Black Law Vein Yin Spirit, which had been amplified and blessed by the Nine Yin Yuansha Pill, was now aroused to an unprecedented terrifying aura.
Jiang Lin grinned.
There was a ferocious hint in that smile.
The Heilü lineage has always been like this.
It is undoubtedly the right way, but the viciousness and cruelty of its methods are even worse than those of the evil ways!
"Here, those who practice evil methods should be beheaded and their spirits arrested."
Jiang Lin raised his hand, and the Zhenwu sword in his hand was covered with a layer of dark thunder at some point.
"Leave no one behind."
(End of this chapter)
