The fire qi emitted by the fire of life is getting weaker and weaker, but where is the altar of Xiao Wu? Feng Yi still couldn't see it.

He was so anxious that he had been running in the snow for nearly an hour.

The fog is getting thicker and the line of sight is getting shorter. Until this time, Feng Yi's gaze could only clearly see the scene ten zhang away in front of him.

In such a bad visual environment, he was very worried about whether he had passed by the altar of Xiao Wu.

I have the heart to turn back, but I am worried that I will lose my way after turning the road.

Just when he was at a loss for anything, he suddenly heard a beast roar coming from not far behind the right.

"Whew......"

Feng Yi subconsciously turned his head to look to the right, and saw that in the thick mist, a little green light rushed like the wind and lightning.

Qingmang's speed is very fast, and the strong wind stirring up when he flies is also very violent.

The wind howled and blew the fog.

Feng Yi pondered: "This strange beast seems to be running away, is it also being chased and killed by the power of the five clans?"

Confused, he moved his gaze and looked behind Qingmang.

But he only saw a thick white mist, and there were no pursuers at all.

There may also be, but Feng Yi can't see it.

"This matter has nothing to do with me, it's better to find the Xiaowu altar first. ”

Feng Yi retracted his gaze, but at some point in front of him, a dilapidated temple appeared.

The broken temple occupies a small area, and the length and width are only more than three zhang. Off-white walls, off-white roof tiles. There were no windows, only a portal wide open, and there was no door on it, and the temple was dark and dreary, and there was no view of the inner scene.

Feng Yi came to the ruined temple, stopped, and watched.

The exterior is very ordinary, nothing unusual. It's just that there is something in the temple, Feng Yi can't see it.

As far as the eye can see, the temple is just pitch black.

He frowned and said secretly, "In the depths of this Spirit Mist Mountain Range, how could a ruined temple suddenly appear?"

Suddenly, he thought: "Isn't this the altar of Xiaowu?"

But no matter how you look at it, this ruined temple doesn't look like an altar of Xiaowu.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly felt a swift wind whistling past him.

In the strong wind, there is a rich green light. On the green mang, there is a strong fishy smell.

It smells like a snake.

Qingmang swept past his self-styled side, as if he paused. But the speed of its burst was too fast, and it only paused for a moment, and then due to inertia, it slammed into the broken temple portal.

Inside the door, the darkness was as good as ever. The blue light entered the inside, like a stubborn stone falling into the vast sea, and even the ripples could not be stirred out.

The fishy wind dissipated and everything returned to normal.

Feng Yi recognized that the blue light was the strange beast that had let out an angry roar before.

But how could the strange beast suddenly disappear when it got into the ruined temple?

No one can make Feng Yi happy, he is just standing in front of the broken temple gate, not entering, not entering.

Let's go in, the broken temple is weird, and I don't know if there is danger inside. And just now, a high-level alien beast has drilled in, or is opening its bloody mouth, waiting for the blood food to be delivered to the door.

The most important thing is whether this broken temple is an altar of Xiaowu or not, Feng Yi doesn't know.

If you don't enter, you will be in the Inner Observation Palace, the fire of life has withered to the extreme, and it seems that in the next moment, you will stop the divergence of fire and fall into silence.

Time is running out.

Feng Yi was anxious and annoyed, and at the same time he was very worried about his master's safety.

finally gritted his teeth violently, and said secretly: "Whether it is the altar of Xiaowu or not, you have to try it first." If I don't go in, the cold wave will freeze me to death. ”

Lift your right foot and step into the darkness.

Suddenly, the world was spinning, and the scene in front of me changed sharply.

There is a golden light, dazzling and dazzling.

Feng Yi's eyes were closed and opened, slightly relieving the dizziness caused by the change of light and the stinging sensation caused by the dazzling golden light.

Calm your mind, hold your breath, and look in front of you.

But it's an ordinary temple.

In the middle of the temple, there is a big Buddha with a height of three zhang and a whole body made of gold. The hands are sealed, and the eyebrows are kind. But at first glance, people can't even feel the slightest sense of goodwill.

Only infinite pressure emanated from the golden Buddha, forcing Feng Yi to almost not stick to his heart and prostrate on the ground.

In front of the Buddha statue, there is a mahogany table, on which are placed three-color pastries, two plates of fruits and vegetables.

Behind the fruit plate, there is a small tripod, and there are three tribute incense sticks inserted in the tripod, which are burning spontaneously.

The green smoke drifted away, and because there was no wind interference, it went straight to the beams of the house.

Other than that, there is nothing left in the temple.

"Buddha statue?"

Feng Yi glanced around the temple and fixed his gaze on the Golden Buddha.

There is no such thing as a Buddha in the boundless world, and there is no Buddhist interpretation.

The reason why Feng Yi knew about the Buddha was because he had seen the life of Du Ziren, the ghost emperor in the south of the other world, through the Ghost Emperor Seal View.

In that glorious and magnificent world, there are Buddhas, immortals, gods, ghosts and demons.

Gods, ghosts, demons, and demons also exist in the boundless world, but there are no immortals and Buddhas.

But now, there is a golden Buddha statue, really sitting in front of Feng Yi's eyes.

Feng Yi was surprised.

When he looked behind him, there were only blue brick walls and no temple gates.

Looking at the Jiang Palace again, the fire of life has been sluggish and silent, and there is no trace of fire dissipation. And there was no chill around him, obviously the cold wave was blocked outside the door of this strange broken temple.

But what about the door?

Feng Yi was surprised at the same time, but he also felt twelve points of caution in his heart.

The Buddha statue that should not have appeared in the boundless world has appeared here.

The cold wave that should have enveloped the heavens and the earth has disappeared.

Even the portal behind him is gone.

How can Feng Yi be careless?

Look in front of me again, the cigarette smoke is wafting.

"The incense is burning, and there are fresh fruit and vegetable pastries, is there anyone?"

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked around again.

The temple is still a temple, there are no doors, no windows, and no people.

"Is anyone there, please?"

Feng Yi straightened out his thoughts and asked softly.

He doesn't believe in Buddhism, but Du Ziren, the original owner of the Ghost Emperor Seal, is a fellow practitioner of the Immortal Buddha. After inheriting the Ghost Emperor Seal and observing Du Ziren's life, Feng Yi more or less had some respect for the religious Taoism of this other world.

Since there is a sense of respect, it is naturally not good to shout loudly in front of the Buddha statue.

As soon as the words landed, a delicate girl's voice suddenly floated out from behind the Buddha statue, "Who is making noise in the Buddha Gate?"

With the sound, a hairless little nun with white skin and beautiful skin walked out from behind the Buddha statue.

She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, not very tall, but her figure was very graceful, although she was wearing a wide robe, it was difficult to hide her graceful and slender state.

After walking out of the Buddha statue, the little nun stared at Feng Yi, her nose slightly wrinkled, and she seemed to be quite angry.

Seeing this, Feng Yi hurriedly took a step back, hugged his fists and said: "The layman Feng Yi strayed into the Guibao Temple and disturbed the mage Qingxiu, I hope you will forgive me." ”

The little nun's face softened slightly, and after looking at Feng Yi from top to bottom, she asked, "You are being hunted down?"

Feng Yi looked down at himself, but saw that his clothes were torn and his body was scarred. The blood clotted into a scab, and the filth was piled up, which was indeed extremely embarrassing.

"But he was never chased and killed, but the master was trapped in a dangerous place and needed to be rushed to help. ”

The little nun let out an "oh", and then heard Feng Yi ask, "Dare to ask the mage, this place is the altar of Xiaowu?"

"Xiaowu Altar?" the little nun's eyes flickered, "You actually want to go to Xiaowu Altar?"

Feng Yi nodded solemnly, with the little nun's words and expressions, he could see that the other party knew about the altar of Xiao Wu, and he was quite jealous.

It's good to know, but it's not good to be afraid.

Fear represents danger inside the altar.

But Master is trapped in it, and he has to be rescued even if he is in danger.

Feng Yi didn't look directly at the little nun's face, and his eyes moved down slightly, "Since the mage knows where the altar of Xiao Wu is, please also point out the direction for you." ”

After saying that, his heart suddenly moved, and he said secretly: "This little nun is not very old, but her feet are not small. ”

His gaze shifted downward, and it was not easy for him to look at the little nun's chest under the tie of the robe, let alone look down. simply stared directly at the ground in front of her, only then did he feel that he would not be rude and offended.

But at a glance, I saw that this girl had a lot of big feet, about a circle bigger than her own feet.

"It's okay to tell you where the altar is, but it's dangerous in there, are you sure you want to go?"

The little nun said.

Feng Yi Zhengse said: "The family teacher is in danger, and he is being raised and taught by his old man, how can he not save him." ”

"You are a loyal and filial man. The little nun clasped her hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name.

Then he turned around and said, "Since you are not afraid of danger, then come with me." ”

With that, he walked behind the Buddha statue.

Feng Yi was puzzled, and thought to himself: "Could it be that the path to the altar of Xiaowu is actually behind this golden Buddha?"

But when she saw that the little nun had walked behind the Buddha statue, she didn't seem to hear footsteps, so she turned her head to look.

Seeing that Feng Yi was still standing in place, her little nose wrinkled again, "Come on." ”

"Thank you for showing the way. Feng Yi thanked him and took a step forward.

There is no wind in the temple, and no air can be circulated. What kind of smell the little nun was, Feng Yi didn't smell it.

But this step out caused a gentle breeze to rise, and suddenly I smelled an intoxicating fragrance coming to my nose.

This fragrance is extremely strong, not the body fragrance that a girl should have, but the smell of spices.

And there are a lot of spices used.

Feng Yi scolded in his heart: "How can a nun use spices?"

At the same time, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and said secretly: "No, this fragrance is not right." ”

The aroma is ordinary, although it is stronger, what could be wrong?

Because there is a subtle special smell hidden in this fragrance.

And not to hide, but to cover up.

Rancid smell.

This kind of smell can only be smelled by martial artist Xuan Xiu, but Feng Yi is more sensitive to it than ordinary people.

Because that's the smell of resentment.

"She's an evil spirit. ”

Feng Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the little nun.

The little nun raised her head lightly, and she was also looking at Feng Yi. It's just that in those clear eyes, there is anxiety and urging.

If it is a demon beast, Feng Yi may still be worried.

But the other party is an evil spirit, so Feng Yi has nothing to worry about.

Because he has a ghost gate.

The ghost gate can ban a few evil spirits, which is related to Feng Yi's own cultivation. Although he didn't know how many evil spirits the little nun was, Feng Yi was sure that her cultivation was not high, and she didn't have many magic patterns.

If her cultivation is very high and she has a lot of magic patterns, she will not use the excuse to lure, and she will directly pounce on her and bite her.

Knowing the details of the other party, Feng Yi didn't bother to entangle with her more. His gaze gradually turned cold, stared at her, and asked, "Do you really know where the altar of Xiaowu is?"

"What? You don't believe it?"

There was a flash of panic on the little nun's face, but after the flash, she hurriedly regained her composure.

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a slight murderous intent floating in his eyes, "If you know, then tell me, I can't spare your life." If I don't know, it will delay my time to save people, hum!"

The left hand is stretched out, and the ghost door is closed.

The little nun finally couldn't calm down, she was shocked, and retreated in panic.

But the fierce suction spurted out of her palm, pulling her body and making her want to retreat and advance.

"The Ghost Gate is closed...... Lord Ghost Emperor spares his life...... Spare your life......"

The little nun's soft voice turned into a strong man's rough cry, full of fear.

Feng Yi's mind moved slightly, the ghost door closed, and the suction dissipated.

In front of her, the little nun's body was gone, and it had turned into an illusory black smoke.

The black smoke changed without wind, slowly condensing into a humanoid shape. A magic pattern on his chest, spinning endlessly.

A magic pattern represents that it is an evil spirit.

For a pattern of evil spirits, Feng Yi wants to fight and kill, and there is no need to borrow the ghost gate at all.

Ignoring the evil spirit, he spoke like thunder, and shouted: "Say!"

But in his heart, he was secretly thinking: "Does it know the Ghost Gate?"

As soon as the words landed, the Buddha statue suddenly trembled.

The golden light is victorious, and the Sanskrit sound is lingering.

Fang Gang's condensed humanoid outline of the evil spirit black smoke, under the illumination of the golden light and the shock of the Sanskrit sound, suddenly spread, turning into a thin black mist again.

Feng Yi frowned and looked at the Buddha statue.

Glancing at it, he saw the black smoke condense into an arm, pointing diagonally at the wall beside him.

At the same time, an obscure man's voice floated from the black smoke, "I'll tell you where the altar of Xiao Wu is, Lord Ghost Emperor, you save ......"

Before he finished speaking, the Buddha statue, which was originally made of gold, suddenly opened his eyes.

The monstrous majesty came from the Buddha statue and scattered in the temple, accompanied by a majestic shout, which exploded in Feng Yi's ears.

"Demons and demons, be punished!"

The word 'Zhu' settled, the black smoke collapsed, and the evil spirit disappeared.