The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 142 - Soul Sedation
"Here, put on this robe." The girl took off her outer robe, still remaining quite thick clothes on her body. The robe was the official attire of the Flower sect. However as this matter was more urgent, the girl handed it to Ye Long. The dragon had also saved him earlier.
"Thank you." Xin Chen accepted it and closed Ye Long down.
The Lightning Fox said she had to go first, a danger if other humans saw her. Especially if there was one senior swordsman there, it could be that that person could recognize a demon power like him.
Huang Kun and Su Zhen had come up with lanterns in their hands, a standby stance visible on the man's face. He held full responsibility towards the safety of the Lotus Temple.
"Chen, what's going on here? Where-to"
Huang Kun walked over then crouched down on the ashes that were at Xin Chen's feet. For a moment the man seemed to think, he raised his face so that he could look at the child of his best friend. "Can you explain, I just heard there was a fight here. Who's the opponent you're up against and who made him the ashes he is today?"
Xin Chen silenced his mouth, saying nothing.
Su Zhen swooped a tight eyebrow, "Fu Yu! I told you not to go out anywhere by nightfall! You like to trouble people!"
Fu Yu, that sapphire-eyed girl lowered her head, making her long black hair come down covering her face. "I'm sorry Master, I'm looking for a cure to treat Bai'er's wounds." During the trip to the Lotus Temple, his fellow students developed a high fever. It made him heartless and looking for ingredients to make medicine. It was just that Su Zhen did not allow it so Fu Yu forced his way alone.
While Huang Kun was still constantly staring at Xin Chen fixedly, it seemed like the boy only wanted to tell his strength to the person he truly trusted.
"It wasn't me who killed, it was my demon. He saved us all."
Said that as Ye Long acted pretentious, the dragon climbed a large rock in the middle of the lake while flapping its wide wings.
"Woahh just this time I saw a demon like him!" Said a disciple from the Lotus Temple, he was very interested in Ye Long's form.
"Aaaa that's a kind of desert lizard from the marriage of lizard and dragonfly. That's why he has wings. Ye Long, quickly we must go home before our Master gets angry!!"
Ye Long hurriedly got down and walked over to his master, lifted Xin Chen up on his back and ran to their inn before the Thunder Fox got angry and nagged at them.
Huang Kun took a deep breath, telling the others it was safe and they could continue resting without having to think about any danger as he would take care of the rest. The match between disciples would be held tomorrow, he advocated for sufficient rest so that both his disciple and the other sect disciples could show the best performance.
Actually there were still many who questioned about the fight earlier, they tried to ask Fu Yu but the girl said the same as Xin Chen said. It was Ye Long who finished off the intruder alone.
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In the next morning, the sect courtyard was filled with Lotus Temple sect disciples. It seems their Patriarch has returned. Li Yong, the man with great authority and great respect all of those people were walking around with a few people in control. Huang Kun approached then whispered to him. The man's eyes widened slightly before a small thump.
"I'll be visiting him in a minute."
The door of the house was wide open, the inn that was originally in the form of an ordinary house had become a broken ship. The furniture and cotton from the room were scattered. Ye Long must be. The man scrunched his nose dizzy. He had tried to search all the way to the backyard but the person he was looking for was completely absent. Giving up, Li Yong finally decided to return.
There was one place that had crossed his head, Li Yong hesitated but decided to go to him. Just to remember his past.
The silhouette of the body of a disciple of his ten years ago appeared under the trees above the ground quite high. Li Yong came closer, the more obvious it was not just a mere hallucination. He missed his student so much.
Xin Chen was training there. Not physical training like his student used to do but blowing on an object with his calm face. Li Yong frowned before greeting him.
"You're coming too."
"Hm? Senior Li, I've been waiting for you from yesterday." Xin Chen stood up and bowed his body, Li Yong was one of his father's teachers and he had so much respect for the man. Just as he respects his father and mother.
Li Yong sat with Xin Chen under the tree, it felt like he had not taken the time to just sit down to enjoy the air in his own house, the Lotus Temple. Facing many problems made him forget to rest.
Suddenly the so soothing sound of a flute greeted his ears, like removing all the weight on his shoulders. Li Yong smiled slightly, "You learned that as well? I don't think people like you would practice a musical instrument like this."
"Yes, the Water Smile of the Lotus Temple is indeed necessary to calm the spirits. It's just that I'm not very good at playing it. So the resulting rhythm is also different."
"It's true."
"What if I use my serule and make the rhythm mess up?"
Li Yong who was originally sitting leaning against the tree straightened his back, "Try doing it."
Xin Chen gave a small nod, this time he followed a death rhythm that was almost the same as Water Smiling. Instead of calming the soul, the rhythm was precisely like trying to destroy one's soul from within. Li Yong said enough, the air pressure around him became slight. This quite pressing aura should depend on the user.
"You've been studying black magic for a long time? I can not deny, the rhythm a little disturbing my psychic. It should only be done by black people.."
Xin Chen nodded, "Study this science for feeling weird. I know only in the Lotus Temple who use musical instruments in exorcisms. It's just... This Deathly Rhythm, it doesn't seem to be from your sect but it's almost the same rhythm. My question is, is the founder of this sect not from the Shang Empire?"
Xin Chen first asked whereas in this position it should be Li Yong who was confused. "That's a very long history. It was almost thousands of years ago. If you ask like that, maybe the answer's only in one place."
"Tell me where." His face was so solemn, Li Yong was slightly stunned by that gaze. During his life he had never met a child of Xin Chen's age, he seemed to bear a great responsibility on his shoulders. Li Yong exhaled softly.
"Let's come with me if I can help you with that."
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