I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

"And you? Come with me!"

Ximen Qing looked at Qing Songzi, whom he had only met once, and wanted to abduct him to be his bodyguard.

"Excuse me, this humble Taoist priest is going to visit the Lanruo Temple!"

Qing Songzi shook his head and patted the peach wood sword hanging at his waist.

"This isn't a task your master assigned to you, is it?"

Ximen Qing looked at him.

Qing Songzi shook his head. Gu Yunzi only told him to hand over the tree demon's remains to Ximen Qing and then wait for them to return.

"What if there really are hidden demons in Lanruo Temple?"

Ximen Qing suddenly asked.

Qing Songzi puffed out his chest firmly: "Of course, it's to slay demons and eliminate evil!"

Ximen Qing was silent for a moment, then his peach blossom eyes narrowed.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze arose from the ground.

"If that's the case, then I haven't even gone to Lanruo Temple to offer incense yet."

"Master Ximen?"

Qing Songzi looked at him in surprise, but shook her head: "No! What you have to do is more important!"

"My family is about to assemble a caravan to the prefectural capital. I will give this to my father; it won't be a delay! See you at Lanruo Temple in half an hour!"

Ximen Qing patted him on the shoulder.

Without waiting for Qingsongzi's response, he turned around and jumped onto the wall.

Break into Lanruo Temple!

It was a decision made after careful consideration by Ximen Qing.

After experiencing crisis after crisis, he no longer harbored any illusions. In this messed-up worldview, he had no way of living peacefully as Master Ximen.

A few evil cultivators and a tree demon grandmother were enough to force him to flee thousands of miles away, causing unrest in his home.

Therefore, he needs the ability to protect himself.

Fortunately, he still has a cheat code.

Gu Yunzi only had some doubts about Lanruo Temple, but Ximen Qing had read the script, and his bond with the Tree Demon Granny and Lanruo Temple would not waver.

There's definitely something wrong with Monk Yuantong!

So now is the perfect time to take action!

Like Laoshan Temple, Lanruo Temple also dispatched its elite warrior monks to Tiecheng Mountain, fifty miles away.

Then the temple must be empty.

and so--

"Dad! Interested in pulling off a big heist?"

Simonda looked at his son in horror.

"What...what did you say?"

"That's right, let's go cut down mountains and destroy temples! Let's take down Lanruo Temple!"

A glint of light flashed in Ximen Qing's eyes.

"But... Lanruo Temple belongs to the Wutai School..."

"Father! I'm ninety percent certain that the female ghost I encountered, and the tree demon from last night, are both connected to Lanruo Temple. They struck first! If we just keep hiding, when will this ever end?"

Ximen Qing patted his father on the shoulder.

"What?! It's them?"

Simenda instantly flew into a rage, his towering two-meter-tall frame leaping to the ground: "You damned bald monk, how dare you harm my son! You deserve to die!"

As expected, Ximen Da reacted strongly when it came to Ximen Qing! He completely forgot about the Wutai Sect; even a rabbit will bite when cornered!

His gaze instantly turned downwards, he cupped his hands to his mouth, whistled, and almost instantly, more than a dozen strong young men rushed out of the mansion.

Each of them was strong and powerful, and looked fierce and menacing.

"Brothers, those bald monks from Lanruo Temple want to kill our young master. What do you say we do?"

"Kill him!" a dozen burly men shouted in unison.

"Uncles, I, Ximen Qing, will not say anything else today, but after this is done, there will be a great reward! Lanruo Temple is a den of iniquity, but we are doing something righteous. We also have the assistance of the Taoist priests of Laoshan Temple! We will surely win this battle!" Ximen Qing looked around.

"We'll all listen to you, young master!"

"Alright! Grab your gear! Let's go!"

Even with his advanced magical power at the third level, he still couldn't defeat a hundred opponents single-handedly; having more people around was still useful.

Qing Songzi wanted to sneak in, but Ximen Qing didn't have the time or energy for it!

He rejected Simon's suggestion to follow and told his father to immediately take the family's belongings and leave the city to prepare.

Ximen Qing led more than a dozen strong horses out of the city and arrived at Lanruo Temple in an instant, where he saw Qingsongzi who had been waiting for a long time.

When the young Taoist priest saw the magnificent caravan of horses, he was shocked and stared wide-eyed at Ximen Qing, who was at the head of the procession.

His eyes seemed to ask: Is it really necessary? You call this infiltration?

Ximen Qing did not respond, but simply waved his hand and shouted, "Uncles and elders! Attack!"

Perhaps due to the monk Yuantong's departure, Lanruo Temple is closed today and appears extremely quiet.

However, this also saves the trouble of covering it up.

Ximen Qing pulled Qingsongzi onto the horse's back, and the horse charged up the stone steps.

"Master Ximen, Master hasn't confirmed that the demon is truly hiding in Lanruo Temple!"

"Ha! But that female ghost is definitely related to Lanruo Temple! She almost got me killed! How could I let her go!"

As they spoke, all the servants around them pulled out crossbows from their robes and shot down several monks who were sweeping the mountain gate.

As a medicinal herb merchant, it's normal for him to carry some weapons for self-defense!

"Someone's attacking the mountain! Close the gate immediately!"

Just then, a voice came from the top of the wall.

Without even looking, Ximen Qing unleashed a golden light from his waist, and a brick flew towards his face, smashing him off the wall.

"magic weapon?"

Qing Songzi's eyes widened, and he gripped the peach wood sword at his waist.

"If you don't make a move now, fellow Daoist, you'll miss your chance!" Ximen Qing looked at him, "kind and approachable."

We all went up the mountain together; if you don't kill a few, it'll be hard to end the situation!

Qing Songzi felt as if he had stumbled into a den of thieves, but he was doing a great deed of investigating the underworld and protecting the people!

Why do you look like a bandit now?

However, Ximen Qing's words made sense. Left with no other choice, Qing Songzi dismounted, picked up his peach wood sword, and transformed into a hazy phantom, rushing straight towards the mountain gate.

"Wow! Master Qing Songzi's swordsmanship is truly superb!!"

Ximen Qing cheered loudly.

The servants behind him also shouted in unison.

The sound reverberated through the mountains and forests, reaching the monks in the temple who could hear it clearly.

"Oh no! The Taoist priests from the foot of the mountain have come up here! Damn it, these hypocritical righteous sects are indeed going to attack my unorthodox sect! The Primordial Ancestor and the Abbot have raised me for over ten years, it's time to protect the Buddha, follow me and kill them!"

A robust monk stood up, brandishing a short staff that reached his eyebrows, and immediately charged towards Qing Songzi.

At this moment, Qing Songzi was completely numb.

Having no time to pay attention to Ximen Qing's rumors and trouble-making behind his back, he quickly blocked the attack.

The short stick, held at eyebrow level, carried immense force, causing Qing Songzi to stagger back several steps.

There are also masters among the unorthodox sects!

This monk is also a true practitioner, possessing at least the power of the third level of acquired cultivation.

Sure enough, the vast Lanruo Temple could not have been completely unprepared.

However, just as Qing Songzi was pondering how to defeat the opposing monk...

A loud shout rang out: "Hey! You bald monk, take this arrow!"

Ximen Qing then took up his bow and crossbow and shot.

The monk was furious: "You ignorant brat, how dare you offend my Buddha!"

He quickly dodged the arrow.

However, a whooshing sound came from behind my head.

Before he could even see what it was, his brain was smashed by a gold brick, and red and white matter flew everywhere.

Before the remaining monks could charge forward, they were all taken down by a volley of fire from Ximen Qing's guards.

"Fellow Daoist Qingsong, don't just stand there, let's go!"

Ximen Qing patted Qingsongzi and pulled him toward the main hall.

Within fifteen minutes, all the resistance forces in the temple were eliminated, and the remaining spineless individuals confessed one after another.

However, it's not about tree spirits, but rather...