Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

Chapter 366: The Rule of a Ruined Temple Will Produce a Story

The corner of Zhao Yanchen's mouth twitched. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know what to say.

Ever since he was able to practice cultivation, he has never seen any secular woman dare to speak to him like this.

Haha, woman, you successfully caught my attention.

It turns out that not only Liu Mei is a masochist, but Zhao Yanchen in front of her is also one, and his brain is not normal.

Liu Mei seemed to have forgotten that she had been hit on the face. She stepped forward again and angrily said to Shi Ran: "Little mortal, do you know who I and my senior brother are? How dare you speak like this, do you believe it or not..."

Snapped.

Before Liu Mei could finish her words, another crisp slap sounded.

Liu Mei stopped talking for a moment.

Zhao Yanchen showed an apologetic look on his face and said, "My dear girl, please don't be offended by my outspokenness."

"Let's make a fire nearby and not disturb the girl any more."

After saying that, Zhao Yanchen took the lead and walked towards the corner of the ancient temple.

No one knew what means Zhao Yanchen used, but in just a few breaths, a blazing bonfire was lit in the place where there was no firewood.

Liu Mei sat by the campfire with a resentful look on her face.

At this time, Zhao Yanchen's voice came, "Junior sister, was it because I didn't teach you well before? Why do you say such vulgar words..."

The next quarter of an hour was spent lecturing Liu Mei by Zhao Yanchen.

Liu Mei nodded obediently, her voice charming. Her eyes were full of approval when she looked at Zhao Yanchen, but her eyes were full of resentment when she looked at Shi Ran.

Haha, little girl, just wait for me. When Zhao Yanchen gets tired of playing with you, I’ll skin you alive and pull out your tendons.

As if sensing the malicious intent, Shi Ran slowly raised his head and looked at Liu Mei.

Eyes facing each other.

Liu Mei, with eyes full of resentment, felt a chill in her heart and subconsciously avoided Shi Ran's gaze.

At that moment, Liu Mei had an illusion that the crude warrior in front of her could kill her in one move.

Ha ha.

What a ridiculous idea.

How could a helpless person possibly be a match for a cultivator like him?

Thinking in her heart, Liu Mei looked at Shi Ran again.

This time, Shi Ran didn't look at her again.

Looking at the ordinary Shi Ran, Liu Mei just felt that her previous feelings were a little funny.

How could a mortal man have such a feeling?

"You really deserve to die. You made me have such strange thoughts."

Liu Mei's resentment towards Shi Ran reached a new level.

Da da da.

The rain curtain is hanging low, and dark colors are the main theme.

There were crisp footsteps coming from a distance again.

Judging from the footsteps, there should be no less than ten people.

In addition to the sound of footsteps, there was also the sound of carriage wheels.

From far to near.

A group of people walked into the ruined temple.

There were two leaders.

An old woman, a woman dressed as a man.

In the case of a man dressing up as a woman, unless he has the help of a disguise technique, simply sticking on a few pieces of moustache will not confuse others and can only be used for his own amusement.

The woman was wearing a gorgeous suit that only men would wear. She had delicate skin and after removing her men's clothes, she must be a beauty.

The old woman had gray hair and looked weak even when she walked, as if she would be blown down by the wind in the next second.

Zhao Yanchen looked at the old woman with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "How come these great masters in the martial arts world are like freeloaders? I met two of them in a short while." In addition to these two people, there was also a maid and a dozen guards following behind them.

The guards took several large boxes off the carriage and stood obediently behind the two old women.

The old woman half-closed her eyes, looked around, and said, "I am sorry to bother you, the knights. Please do us a favor and let us stay in the temple for a while."

The old woman was very polite.

After saying this, without waiting for Shi Ran and Zhao Yanchen to say anything more, he ordered the people below to light a fire.

Soon, three bonfires appeared in the ruined temple.

Zhao Yanchen's gaze fell on the girl next to the old woman, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

Originally, Zhao Yanchen was called back by the Immortal Sect to resist foreign enemies, but he was unwilling to do so a thousand times.

If you have become an immortal cultivator and still care about the survival of your sect, I just laugh.

Unfortunately, their sect was a little narrow-minded and had planted a poison in the disciples' bodies. It was fine normally, but if the sect was gone...

The poison cannot be cured, and they will only die.

It would be a great thing to be able to recruit two personal maids on the way back to the Immortal Gate.

As for returning to the sect and overcoming the difficulties together with the sect, it was not within Zhao Yanchen's consideration.

How could he, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, control an enemy that even Ancestor Gan Lin was unable to deal with?

At that time, the worst that could happen was surrendering to the enemy.

Anyway, he would not let a mere cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage risk his life for a force that even the sect could not resist.

Turning to look at Shi Ran and the woman dressed as a woman, Zhao Yanchen shook his head. What's the point of thinking so much?

"Aunt Feng, can you tell me more about the story of the Wind Bell Sect?"

Wu Bingning placed her hands on the edge of the campfire to warm them, and looked at the old woman beside her with longing in her eyes.

She was a princess of the Wu Kingdom.

And has a talent for cultivation.

This time I went to Fengling Sect to join the sect and become an immortal cultivator.

Wu Bingning once asked the fairy who wanted to take her in why she didn't just take him away directly, but let her go on her own.

The fairy said, "You have great talent, but I don't know if you have the will to become an immortal."

"The road to immortality is long and arduous. Talent is one aspect, and the will to become immortal is another."

"No one can guarantee that a person with excellent spiritual roots will be able to go far."

"Besides, the talent I mentioned is only relative. It is different from that of a true genius."

Her thoughts returned, and Wu Bingning looked towards Aunt Feng with eyes full of anticipation.

Wu Bingning's voice was not loud, but to the cultivators, it sounded like the sound of thunder piercing their ears.

When Zhao Yanchen and Liu Mei heard the three words "Fengling Sect", they both showed extremely strange expressions on their faces.

They are the disciples of Fengling Sect.

In other words, this woman will become their junior sister.

If I become their junior sister, can I not touch them?

Haha, that’s not the case.

Before becoming a junior sister, she was not a junior sister.

To put it another way, even if she becomes a junior sister, so what?

In the world of cultivating immortals, the strong are respected. For some things, it is up to both parties to do so, and the elders of the sect cannot say anything.

The old woman stared at the burning bonfire, seemingly lost in thought.

The bonfire was burning, making crackling sounds. At this time, the old woman's somewhat old and weak voice came out, "You should know that Aunt Feng used to be a fairy seeker..."

A story told in a leisurely manner just came across like this.

After listening to the old woman's story about the dilapidated temple, Wu Bingning asked in summary: "So, generally speaking, when you come across an ancient temple, you will encounter some things, good or bad?"