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Chapter 207 Lanruo Temple

Yang Qing returned to the inn and Wang Mian hadn't come back yet, and it took a while before he heard the sound of the door over there.

"Why did Senior Brother Wang go for so long?"

"Hmph, how can I tolerate that harmful fake Taoist priest..."

The voice gradually became weaker, and Yang Qing also closed her eyes and fell asleep...

In the early morning of the next day, everyone gathered downstairs, and the comatose disciple was also awake, but still slightly weak.

"My next Zhang Siyuan, thank you Senior Brother Yang for saving me!"

He was raised all the way yesterday, and the young man who called himself Zhang Siyuan went up to meet Yang Qing as soon as he came downstairs.

Yang Qing saw that he was about twenty years old, with good features, stretched out his hand to help him up and said with a smile: "I haven't formally started yet, maybe I will call you brother at that time."

"Little brother dare not..."

Zhang Siyuan wanted to say more, but Wang Mian interrupted: "Don't talk too much, go and buy dry food separately, and won't enter the city for the next few days."

His tone was still so blunt, but Yang Qing noticed that his attitude had softened a lot.

Not sure if his actions last night were discovered, he went to the store clerk to ask for dry food as promised, and Wen Jiutong finally paid the bill.

A group of people went out of the city again and hurried to the northwest.

Leaving the city, Wang Mian and Wen Jiu took Zhang Siyuan and flew low in the sky, walking on remote roads that were inaccessible.

Although the four newcomer disciples who followed behind had the amulet on their bodies, they still ran hard and hard, but none of them yelled.

Among them, Yang Qing was the most relaxed one.

With only [-]% of his strength, he followed steadily behind the two Yukong in front, and he still had time to look around and enjoy the novel scenery.

Occasionally, when encountering wider river valleys or higher hills and mountains, he would either jump over them or use the terrain to float and glide.

The figure is free and easy, like a breeze in the mountains, not only the faces of the people behind are full of envy, but even Wang Mian is often surprised.

There was nothing to say along the way, and everyone took a short break at noon, and then they had to stop in a dense jungle until dark.

The trees in this forest are towering, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the terrain is uneven, with steep slopes all over the mountains and rocks, and the sound of springs is faint.

During the day, it should be a quiet place, but at night, when the trees cover the stars and the moon, it looks dark and deep.

If you are not careful, it is easy to step into the air and get injured. In case you get lost in the forest and run into some mountain spirits and wild monsters, it is difficult to say the consequences.

So Wang Mian asked Wen Jiu to wait there with his people, and he went to find the way ahead by himself.

Not long after, Wang Mian came back and waved to everyone, "There is a ruined temple ahead for you to stay in. Follow me."

He said it was a ruined temple, but several people walked through the forest and came to a clearing before realizing that this unmanned temple was quite large.

Covering an area of ​​more than fifty feet vertically and horizontally, there are one side across the courtyard in the southeast, northwest, and countless houses.

The towering Daxiong Palace in the center can be seen clearly even standing outside the wall covered with mottled traces.

Although most of them are dilapidated and collapsed, covered with vines and moss, we can still find quite a few places for people to live in.

In summer, the forest is quite humid and hot, but the surrounding area of ​​this ancient temple is flat and open, and quite dry.

When the evening wind blows, it will be even cooler and more pleasant.

Except for Yang Qing and Zhang Siyuan among the new disciples, the other four were tired and hungry, but they still maintained basic vigilance: "Senior Brother Wang, there are many mountains and dense forests here, so there won't be any strange things in this temple?"

Wang Mian's face remained the same when he heard the words, and he didn't blame the man for questioning. Instead, he patiently explained: "This place is not far from the master's gate. I have heard my fellow disciples mention the location of this temple. It should be fine."

After speaking, he stepped forward, stepped on the decayed temple gate and walked into the courtyard: "Even if there are some lonely ghosts, shouldn't they still be afraid?"

Several people nodded in agreement and followed him into the room, while Yang Qing walked at the end, staring at the three big characters on the gate of the temple in a daze.

Lan Ruo Temple.

"Junior Brother Yang, let's go."

Wen Jiu said hello in front, and Yang Qing regained his composure and entered the temple with everyone.

Entering the temple, a bodhi tree grows lushly in front of it, but because no one takes care of it, the tree is covered with old dead branches and leaves.

The vines and branches all over the courtyard are entangled in the tree trunks. Although they are full of vitality, they are inexplicably more desolate.

Yang Qing doesn't know how much this Lanruo Temple has to do with what he knows well, but he probably wouldn't dare to be presumptuous here if he thinks that the tree demon grandma and the like will not dare to be presumptuous here.

In addition, there are few people living in this area, and monsters who really suck people's yang energy will not come here.

"Everyone come here!"

Not far away in the temple, Wang Mian raised his hand in front of him and flicked out a milky fluorescent talisman floating beside him for illumination, and raised his finger to a meditation room beside him.

The tall Buddha statue that fell to the ground in the meditation room is facing the door, dividing the room into two parts.

Paste the lighting talisman on the door, Wen Jiu and Wang Mian went to one side to rest first, and Yang Qing followed the other four to the other side to find their own places.

The three of them ran around for a day, all supported by the magic amulet and their own perseverance.

At this time, when I stopped, I would lie down or lie down for a while, and fell asleep without eating.

Zhang Siyuan originally wanted to have a chat with Yang Qing, but he was taken flying in the air during the day, so his physical strength was not exhausted.

But he was weak and dizzy, and fell asleep after a while.

Hearing the snoring of several people gradually, Wang Mian and the other side were silent, Yang Qing sat against the wall for a while and slowly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a strange movement suddenly sounded in his ears, and his divine sense subconsciously swept away, only to see the wedding dress girl he met the day before yesterday standing silently at the door.

"She" stretched her arms forward to face herself, but the head covered by Xipa twisted back and forth from side to side, making crisp sounds of dislocation of bones.

Behind her, at least dozens of jumping zombies dressed as welcoming the bridegroom gathered around, rolling their horrible white eyes and looking into the house.

The talisman left by Wang Mian in front of the door remained silent.

Yang Qing just wanted to open his eyes, but there was a figure in the void in front of him, and then there was a biting chill all over his body, as if he was hugged tightly.

With these two days of experience, he has become accustomed to the existence of these gods and ghosts.

Feeling the coldness gradually seeping into his body, his true energy suddenly shot up like a flame all over his body, and a shrill scream came from his ear, and his body returned to normal.

Before he could get up, Wen Jiu on the other side suddenly shouted: "Everyone, get up!"

After he finished speaking, he shook his hand and threw out a talisman to hit the bride in wedding dress, then his figure flashed to the door, and with a wave of his hand, five golden lights shot out from his sleeve.

Five palm-sized talismans burst into golden light in the air, forming a piece and pushing outward like a wall.

All the jumpers including the wedding dress girl were swept away by the golden light, and they all fell backwards and flew out.

Wen Jiu took this opportunity to jump out of the door and said loudly: "Senior Brother Wang, I'm going to find the person who manipulates the Yin Corpse, and I'll leave it to you, fellow apprentices!"

After speaking, he flew into the night sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When Yang Qing got up, he saw Wang Mian was still lying on the ground.

His face was blue and purple, his facial features were distorted, and his round eyes were full of fierceness and struggle.

The other four were all curled up on the ground, shivering non-stop in the scorching summer.

Thinking of what happened to him just now, Yang Qing frowned slightly and went to Wang Mian's side to check first: "Senior Brother Wang?"

After shouting, seeing that Wang Mian didn't respond, he put his hand on the opponent's wrist, and as soon as he probed his body, he was immediately corroded by a strong Yin Qi, and then bounced out.

This situation is obviously possessed by ghosts and ghosts, sucking the essence of the human body.

Yang Qing wanted to force his body with true energy, but he could faintly feel that Wang Mian's meridians were unbearable, and if he used force recklessly, it would cause him five labors and seven injuries.

In a flash of thought, he leaned forward in front of Wang Mian, looked him in the eyes, and summoned the soul-stirring technique, shouting in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Wang!"

Wang Mian's body trembled when he heard a deep shout, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes: "Help...help me up."

Yang Qing helped him up without hesitation when he heard the words, and helped him do the cross-legged cross.

I saw that he stretched out his left hand with difficulty, with the palm facing up and sinking under his stomach; he raised his right hand together, and his middle two fingers stood on his chest.

Immediately, he exhaled a long mouthful of turbid air, and a stream of light suddenly appeared between the two fingers out of thin air.

The stream of light flickered in front of him, and turned into a flashing bright yellow fluorescent talisman in a moment.

Once the talisman was formed, a breeze as cool as water blew around.

Wang Mian's wrinkled Taoist robe was instantly stretched and calmed by the wind, and his trembling figure just now also relaxed and stabilized.

Yang Qing was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, when he heard a sound outside the door.

Turning around, I saw all the people who had been swept down by Wen Jiu just stood upright again, and the talisman on the wedding dress girl was also rotten into scum under her constant struggle.

"Senior Brother Wang, these ghost corpses have stood up again!"

Wang Mian closed his eyes tightly, his expression unchanged.Hearing the words, he said slowly: "Junior Brother Yang, if you still have the means, you might as well use it. No matter how poor the Yufu Sect is, it won't be... ahem!"

He didn't finish the sentence, but Yang Qing understood the meaning.

At this moment, he didn't care about hiding his clumsiness, and his spiritual thoughts scattered outside the house, and a majestic piercing sound suddenly appeared in the void where the thoughts moved.

The flaming blade shot out of the air, and the sword energy swept across it wantonly, causing a head to jump stiffly.

Before these lowest-level jumping zombies fell to the ground again, they were already burned into balls of torches, and burned to ashes in an instant!

The dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground of the temple were licked by the flames, and pieces of fireworks were also set off, illuminating the dark corners around.

Although the girl in wedding dress who broke free from the talisman was not burned by the invisible sword energy, she was also knocked aside by the sword energy with great force, her neck limp and drooping on her chest.

At this time, he was using his arms to forcefully move his head and place it on his neck.

Her posture was distorted, and there was an indescribable weirdness against the endless dark forest outside the temple and the little sparks around her.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?"

In the quiet night, a surprised voice came from a man.

Yang Qing heard the reputation, and saw a young man in a dark green robe standing on the top of the bodhi tree in front of the Daxiong Hall.

In his left hand he held a banner for summoning souls, but in his right hand he held the half-dead Wen Jiu.

"You are an ordinary person, you have repeatedly destroyed my spirit corpse with just one move, you really deserve to die!"

This young man originally had a handsome face, but at the moment when he said a word, the corners of his mouth were slightly grinning to the sides, the teeth in his mouth gleamed coldly, and his complexion instantly became cold and gloomy as if he was jumping stiff.

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(End of this chapter)