Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060: Stunning Silhouette
Xu Xichao closed his eyes tightly, his voice fierce as he asked, "What do you mean? Explain it clearly!"
"Do I really need to explain? Haven’t you noticed there’s not a breath of wind by your side?" Lin Tian asked with a smile.
The fierceness on Xu Xichao’s face instantly disappeared, leaving him bewildered.
He took a moment to carefully feel.
Damn, there really wasn’t any!
Suddenly, he recalled the four words Yunkun had shouted at him earlier: ’Fool, go back!’
Only then did he remember that he had an Exorcism Talisman written by Yunkun himself on him, a blue talisman at that.
Talismans are divided into five colors: yellow, blue, purple, silver, and gold. An ordinary Daoist might only manage to write a yellow one in their lifetime, as blue talismans require exceptionally high skill and materials, few can achieve it.
As for the green talisman that Xu Dongxu had, it was likely the same level as a purple talisman, just too peculiar.
So, would those ghosts not be afraid of this blue talisman? Naturally, they would stay as far away as possible.
At this moment, Xu Xichao truly felt like a total fool.
Lin Tian watched the changes on Xu Xichao’s face, from fierceness to bewilderment, then from bewilderment to regret, and it was quite a spectacle.
Unfortunately, it’s too late for regrets now.
"Second Uncle, you must have something valuable on you, right? Give it to me, and I’ll let you go back, otherwise, following me is quite dangerous." Lin Tian said with a smug smile.
He glanced upwards to see those ghosts with hostile faces either dressed in mourning clothes or in rags, hovering in the air, with fierce expressions, yet helpless, which made him feel very pleased.
Unfortunately, he hadn’t learned a trick or two from Shu Xuanyi, otherwise, he’d wipe out these wandering ghosts with a wave of his hand.
Xu Xichao let out a heavy snort and said with a pout, "Give it to you? Dream on!"
"Ah..." Lin Tian sighed long and hard, "Why make it difficult for yourself? Why don’t you check your pockets? See if the item’s still there?"
Xu Xichao’s expression changed again, and according to Lin Tian’s suggestion, he felt his pocket, which was indeed empty!
When did this guy make his move? Why hadn’t he noticed at all?
"Alright, you’re of no use to me, and you’re a burden by my side, go back to where you came from."
After saying that, Lin Tian turned Xu Xichao around, making him back face him, and then kicked his bottom lightly.
Xu Xichao stumbled forward, but luckily he was quite agile, quickly regaining his balance and endures the pain to look ahead before turning back to stand beside Xu Beishan.
Xu Beishan also had a blue talisman on him, it was a safe place.
Standing before Xu Beishan, Xu Xichao lowered his head and said, "Sorry, big brother, I messed things up!"
Xu Beishan didn’t look any better, he truly hadn’t expected such an unforeseen event.
"It’s not your fault, I didn’t expect this either." Xu Beishan sighed deeply as he looked towards Lin Tian, "I hope we haven’t ruined Yunkun’s plan."
Xu Xichao glanced in a certain direction, feeling a bit guilty, but he didn’t say much.
At this moment, an old man in a yellow Daoist robe, hunched over, walked out slowly and unsteadily from the main hall!
Dong, dong, dong...
His footsteps echoed as if stepping on a copper drum, each step resounding, creating an imposing aura.
Lin Tian turned to look at the hunched figure, frowning.
The old man’s face was full of wrinkles, like a steamed bun skin, with bright, piercing eyes.
Lin Tian couldn’t discern the depth of this old man’s skills and felt the old man was exceedingly strange, but couldn’t pinpoint exactly where the oddness lay.
Swoosh~
A dark-colored Peach Wood Sword appeared in his hand, yet it exuded no killing intent, with his gaze and expression remaining unchanged.
"Boy, I can see you have good bones; your skin can make a drum, your bones a flute, and your innards can feed my livestock well,"
The aged, hoarse voice resonated once again, yet the old man before Lin Tian did not even open his mouth, with the voice still so ethereal, making it impossible to discern its origin.
Lin Tian’s face turned gloomy, but he didn’t respond, seething with anger within.
Who wouldn’t be riled up hearing such words?
"I’ll feed your corpse to the dogs later!"
Lin Tian shouted loudly, gripping the Black Dragon Dagger. He charged towards the peculiar old man.
Holding the dagger in a reverse grip, with agile steps, Lin Tian reached the old man’s side in a breath, leapt up, and stabbed towards the old man’s shoulder.
Yet the old man appeared unaffected, with a demeanor of ignoring all aggressions, like a breeze brushing a mountainside.
Lin Tian naturally wouldn’t hold back, for this old geezer had pushed him to such embarrassment, and it was time for revenge.
Crack!
The reverse-grip dagger pierced the old man’s shoulder, but the sound it made was all wrong, like the breaking of wood, and not a drop of blood was seen!
Instantly, a flame erupted on the old man’s shoulder, setting his whole body ablaze!
The flames soared skyward, reaching three meters high.
Everything happened too quickly, and by the time Lin Tian realized, a large patch of his skin was already scorched red, burning painfully.
Gritting his teeth against the intense pain, Lin Tian quickly retreated three steps. Observing the burning figure, he realized it was just a hollow paper figure supported by bamboo strips, with something hidden inside that combusted violently upon contact with air.
Lin Tian couldn’t comprehend how such paper figures were crafted to mimic reality so well, reaching a divine level.
At this moment, a hunched figure appeared behind Lin Tian, wielding a dark-colored Peach Wood Sword, moving with a speed outstripping that of the paper figure.
He seemed to meld with the wind, soundlessly moving until he reached behind Lin Tian, only then did Lin Tian notice.
"Hah!"
Lin Tian turned his head, seeing the old man wielding the Peach Wood Sword in a diagonal sweep, forcing Lin Tian to dodge aside.
Kun Yun wielded the Peach Wood Sword, pressing his advantage, launching a direct thrust.
Lin Tian dodged awkwardly again, wanting to counterattack, yet unable to find a single flaw in the old man’s moves!
Just then, the Bodhi Plum tree by the courtyard started shaking violently. Lin Tian glanced with the corner of his eye, wondering whether the tree had become a spirit too?
The tree hadn’t become a spirit, but a radiant figure floated down from atop the canopy like a fairy.
Her speed was so swift, Lin Tian couldn’t see her face clearly, only catching a glimpse of an incredibly graceful silhouette.
It seemed she was also holding a long sword, truly like a celestial being.
In a flash, her figure floated over, her long sword danced, cutting through the air with a flash of blood!
