Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 68 Si Tianjian

When the autumn rain falls and the leaves of the paulownia trees patter on the bluestone slabs.

Roar!

The living curse's massive jaws snapped down, but missed. Lin Fan's movements instantly became several times faster than before.

He had gained a lot of weight, his muscles were bulging, and he looked radiant. He was nothing like the pale, half-dead man he used to be.

Feng Xufeng's eyes narrowed, and he stood up on the roof. "Master's mighty pill, who exactly is this person?"

Lin Fan knew that this person was so confident in staying here that he must have a way to prevent people from the county government from causing trouble, or he was simply not afraid of anyone else in the county government.

But he couldn't just accept his fate. He was so close. If he could finish everything by tomorrow, it would be worth dying for. But dying today was something Lin Fan was unwilling to accept.

So this time he simply swallowed two powerful pills, no matter what the consequences or how great the side effects would be, he just couldn't give up.

Lin Fan not only dodged the living curse, but also swung his hoe down at the opponent.

Snap! The wooden stick broke in two with a loud crack.

Holy crap, this thing is completely useless against the resurrection spell.

When the Living Curse realized it couldn't bite Lin Fan, it shrank back into its previous child form, then stretched out its hands, which grew several meters long in an instant, and reached out to grab Lin Fan.

Lin Fan grabbed the outstretched arm with both hands, but he didn't expect that the Living Curse's arm was like two soft, boneless ropes, which wrapped around his body one by one.

drink.

Lin Fan strained with both hands, trying to break free by brute force. Just as he was about to succeed, Feng Xufeng made a hand seal, and the talisman on the back of the Living Curse lit up, instantly increasing the binding force by several times.

Wow!

The living curse cried incessantly like a baby in pain, tears of blood streaming from its eyes, desperately binding Lin Fan.

What other options are there? Should I take another powerful pill? But I can't even extend my hand right now!

Just as Lin Fan was fighting desperately, a bell rang from the other side of the roof, and Lin Fan felt a sharp pain in his head as he listened.

"Looks like we've made it. The Imperial Observatory is here. Yu Xuzi, why don't you surrender?"

With just that one sentence, Feng Xufeng immediately stopped his methods, and Lin Fan felt the pressure ease. He used his hands to gradually break free from the bindings.

A boy stood on the rooftop, panting heavily. He pulled out a string of bronze bells from his sleeves, their jingling sending chills down one's spine.

But that wasn't enough for him. He bit his index finger and ran it across the bells one by one, the sound transforming into tangible threads that pierced towards Feng Xufeng.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Xufeng made a hand seal and decisively abandoned Lin Fan. He opened his mouth wide and desperately inhaled, quickly turning into a balloon and slowly rising into the air.

More and more thin threads surrounded Feng Xufeng, and it seemed he was about to be entangled before he could dodge them. The Living Curse had already drifted to his side.

He grabbed one of the living curse's legs and pulled it, and the latter let out two strange cries, turning into a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument).

Feng Xufeng didn't blow on him; he simply flicked his wrist in all directions, tearing all the dotted lines to shreds.

Only then did Feng Xufeng have the strength to speak, "The Imperial Observatory? How come you arrived so quickly?"

The boy replied, "It really is a living curse. Master Jianzheng's calculations were indeed correct. Many of my fellow disciples came this time, just to capture you. It's just that I'm faster on foot. I'll just have to surrender and avoid suffering!"

Feng Xufeng gritted his teeth and said, "Supervisor? Why is such a big shot like him eyeing me! What bad luck! Kid, what do you know? Someone like you has everything, so naturally you don't need to resort to tricks. But we've paid countless prices just so we can have our own path like you!"

The Junior Astronomical Bureau naturally ignored his nonsense. Seeing that they still couldn't capture him, they held a Taoist bell in each hand and started shaking it.

Soon, two phantom figures, a dragon and a tiger, appeared in the darkness and pounced towards Feng Xufeng.

Feng Xufeng threw out a bunch of talismans, from which gusts of cold wind blew, as if evil spirits were roaring, and countless black shadows surged out and rushed towards the dragon and tiger phantoms.

With a roar, the tiger-like shadow swallowed the black shadow whole.

Long Ying then became entangled with Feng Xufeng.

The latter pinched again, and the living curse grew into a large balloon in the wind. Feng Xufeng grabbed the living curse's little feet and floated up into the air.

The dragon's shadow arrived, tail to tail, and entangled the living curse that had turned into a balloon. The living curse emitted sounds of unbearable pain.

The dragon's shadow tightened its grip, and the balloon was about to burst. The dragon's shadow became deeply embedded within the balloon.

Feng Xufeng made another hand seal, using the Life-Saving Spell to sever the dragon's tail and survive, causing the part that had been in contact with the dragon shadow to detach from his body. However, the detached part stuck to the dragon shadow, rendering it unable to move.

The living curse that had fallen from its original body quickly transformed again, its arms turning into wings, and it soon carried Feng Xufeng into the air. This speed was far faster than a balloon, and it soared into the sky in a flash.

The young man from the Imperial Observatory clicked his tongue, "How come there are so many changes!"

Lin Fan was dumbfounded. The battle between these two was truly beyond common sense. Was this the power of the Imperial Observatory and the criminals they personally wanted? Was it really beyond reason, or was it some kind of magic trick?

Before leaving, the young man from the Imperial Observatory glanced at Lin Fan and said, "I need to hurry and catch up with this person. Be careful!" With that, he jumped into the air and disappeared without a trace.

"Senior brother, senior brother!" Miao Zhuzi searched for Lin Fan in the rain, holding an umbrella.

Two constables followed behind her. Although they had been ordered to keep a close watch on her, she wasn't a criminal, so they couldn't prevent her from leaving.

Actually, they had tried to stop her from leaving earlier, and she looked like she was about to fight back. The two constables exchanged glances; since their orders were only to keep an eye on her, not to confine her, they followed along.

Poor thing, she had an umbrella, but the two constables had no choice but to follow behind her in the rain.

"Ah, there's blood!" a constable shouted.

Two people in front of Miaozhuzi had died silently, bleeding from their seven orifices, as if they had seen an extremely terrifying being and were scared to death.

Such a death is chilling; it certainly couldn't have been caused by human hands.

The constable recognized one of them. "He was assigned to watch over, no, protect Constable Chen. It was him, he killed him!"

Miao Zhuzi ignored him and the corpse on the ground. If her senior brother wanted to escape, he wouldn't have chosen this time. Judging from the way the man died, he was most likely killed by a legitimate disciple of the Xuanmen sect.

Well, although he is the senior brother, he doesn't know these things. His methods are more direct.

Miaozhu continued searching for the person, and the two yamen runners were at a loss. One of them continued to follow, while the other went to inform Registrar Jia.

Tap tap tap, Miaozhu's cloth shoes shattered the mirror-like surface of the water, splashing up sprays of water.

The water here is black.

"Is it human blood? It seems so, but it isn't..." Miao Zhu stared at the puddle for a while, feeling a chill run down her spine. So much blood, yet her senior brother was nowhere to be seen. Could it be...?

Looking up, she saw Clerk Jia standing under the eaves with his hands in his pockets, smiling at Miaozhuzi. "Daoist, there's no need to worry. Your senior brother wasn't seriously injured this time. I've already had someone take him back to his room to rest."