59: The White Lotus Blood Infant reappears!

The Liansheng Temple Abbot immediately scanned his surroundings and, upon realizing that the Blackbird Guard had not followed him, finally relaxed.

He then entered the dilapidated Buddhist hall and approached the Buddha statue in front of the hall.

The Liansheng Temple Abbot reached out and gently pushed the foot of the Buddha statue.

The next moment, a deep pit appeared under the offering table placed in front of the Buddha statue.

The deep pit was filled with profound darkness, and in front of it was a stone path made of bluestone slabs, leading straight underground.

Just as the Liansheng Temple Abbot was about to push aside the offering table above the deep pit,

a shadow, elongated by the bright moonlight, appeared on the ground at the Liansheng Temple Abbot's feet, at the entrance of the Buddhist hall.

The Liansheng Temple Abbot's movements instantly stiffened, and a few drops of cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.

He abruptly raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the Buddhist hall.

Reflected in the depths of the Liansheng Temple Abbot's pupils was a tall and upright figure, with his arms crossed over his chest, looking down at the Liansheng Temple Abbot from above.

"You!"

The Liansheng Temple Abbot's terrified eyes were filled with disbelief.

He couldn't understand why the other party had found him.

However, it didn't matter if he couldn't understand, as Lu Xuan had no intention of giving the Liansheng Temple Abbot enough time to figure it out.

Lu Xuan activated the Inner Energy within his body, applying it to his legs.

His body vanished from its original spot like a ghost, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

Bang!

As the wind whistled from his kick, a muffled thud sounded!

The Liansheng Temple Abbot's body shot towards the wall of the Buddhist hall like a cannonball, finally embedding himself straight into the wall.

Lu Xuan, meanwhile, stood where the Liansheng Temple Abbot had been moments before.

"Huh?"

"Not dead?"

Lu Xuan looked somewhat surprised at the Buddhist hall wall where the Liansheng Temple Abbot was located.

He had no intention of holding back; the force of that blow earlier would have been enough to incapacitate even a Blood Refinement Realm martial artist.

Yet, this mere Marrow Refinement Realm martial artist was surprisingly not dead.

Although he was on the verge of death, he was not dead yet.

The Liansheng Temple Abbot's mangled body hung on the wall of the Buddhist hall, his tattered kasaya on his hunched frame swaying gently with the breeze.

Only to see, from his dry, sunken eye sockets, a faint, eerie white glow emanated, and his shriveled, cracked lips parted slightly, speaking something intermittently.

"Hehehe!"

"Blackbird Guard, you cannot kill me.

I have the White Lotus Sacred Scripture bestowed by the Holy Sect to protect my body, making me Undying and Unextinguished."

"White Lotus Sacred Scripture?"

"It seems that's the martial arts cultivation technique that Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow) practices," Lu Xuan thought to himself.

When his Inner Energy had just permeated Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow)'s body, he discovered that there was an aura similar to that of a White Lotus Blood Infant within him.

However, this aura was far inferior to the one within the White Lotus Blood Infant, being too mottled and incomplete.

Lu Xuan lightly tapped the ground with his right foot, and the hard ground instantly shattered into pieces.

Tiny cracks appeared on the ground, resembling a spider web.

Whoosh!

A whooshing sound pierced the quiet night, and a piece of shattered stone shot towards the Liansheng Temple Abbot on the wall of the Buddhist hall.

The next moment, a sound of something bursting open was heard.

The Liansheng Temple Abbot's head instantly exploded, and red and white matter slowly flowed down the wall of the Buddhist hall.

After dealing with the Liansheng Temple Abbot, Lu Xuan's gaze locked onto the deep pit under the offering table.

"An underground palace?"

"I heard them say that there seems to be a so-called Incense Master deep within the underground palace?"

"I just don't know how strong the Incense Master they speak of truly is."

Lu Xuan pondered in place for about a minute before deciding to go down.

If he encountered a situation beyond his expectations, Lu Xuan could also rely on his Wind Chasing Step to escape immediately.

Below the underground palace!

The Liansheng Temple underground palace was a large square covering about half the area of the Liansheng Temple.

In the very center of the empty square was a wide lotus platform, surrounded by white skeletons.

Above the lotus platform was a pure white lotus flower, as large as five or six people.

The petals of the pure white lotus flower were closed, and they glowed with an eerie white light.

Inside the pure white lotus flower, wrapped by its petals, there seemed to be a dark red substance resembling blood.

In front of the huge lotus platform were many prayer mats, and on the largest one at the very front sat a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man wore a loose white robe embroidered with pure white lotus flowers, and his thick black hair was neatly coiled into a Taoist bun.

He wore a white cap embroidered with white lotus flowers.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was furious, scolding the two monks standing beside him.

"Where is that good-for-nothing Kongxin?"

"Why hasn't he brought the blood sacrifice yet? Don't you know that Lord Sacred Infant has been waiting for a long time?"

"That good-for-nothing Kongxin, this Incense Master made him the Abbot of Liansheng Temple because I thought highly of him."

"I didn't expect that at such a critical moment, he would disappoint this Incense Master."

"You two, go and check!"

"Yes, Lord Incense Master!"

Just as the two monks, reprimanded by the middle-aged man, were about to head towards the stairs leading up to the underground palace,

a faint sound of footsteps came from the long staircase leading to the underground palace.

The middle-aged man immediately looked up, his angry expression instantly vanishing, and then he looked towards the stone stairs not far away.

"Hmm?"

"Is that good-for-nothing Kongxin?"

However, when the middle-aged man clearly saw that the person approaching was a young man he had never seen before,

a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

He was stunned for a moment, then spoke with a tone of suspicion, "Who are you?"

"Why did you come down to the underground palace? Where is that good-for-nothing Kongxin?"

The person who had come down from Liansheng Temple was Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan scanned the underground palace and found that there were only these three people in the entire underground palace square.

"Hmm?"

Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly, discovering that among these three people, there was even a Blood Refinement Realm martial artist.

However, Lu Xuan did not waste too much time on these three people.

Instead, he looked up past the three people to the large lotus platform behind them.

"This is!"

Lu Xuan's gaze instantly fell on the very center of the lotus platform, on the pure white lotus flower that glowed with an eerie white light.

"White Lotus Blood Infant!"

Lu Xuan's eyes gradually grew fervent; he had already sensed the blood-red object wrapped within the pure white lotus flower.

No mistake!

It was the aura of the White Lotus Blood Infant he had encountered in the Junling Mountain Range that one time.

It's just that the aura of this White Lotus Blood Infant seemed stronger than that of the previous White Lotus Blood Infant.

This aura was infinitely close to the Inner Energy Realm, just one step away from breaking through to the Inner Energy Realm.

"Bastard!"

A furious roar rang out!

Seeing Lu Xuan ignore him, the middle-aged man stood up and roared at the two monks beside him, "You two, go and capture him for this Incense Master!"