Flower ghosts are not good at fighting.

The inheritance of mountain and sea techniques is usually "red sleeves add fragrance", "warm jade smoke", "fragrant flavor" and so on, messy bias towards auxiliary abilities, similar to the land god's "land tea", if people choose to practice mountain and sea arts, they will not consider this one at all.

Ye Ling punched quickly and knocked down a flower ghost.

But the white-clothed female ghost Xiaoqian is different, from the beginning of her birth, the accompanying mountain and sea techniques are biased towards combat.

In the eyes, a dark moon slowly rises.

The sky is slightly blue, as if it is dusk and night.

Xiao Qian's entire body was suspended in the air, her white clothes fluttering, like a nine-day fairy descending to the mortal world, and said angrily: "We are kind enough to go down the mountain to greet each other, you don't know what to do, and you do your best to commit murder, do you really think that Lanruo Temple is a place of lawlessness?"

The aura that erupted from her body was very powerful, and she had reached the peak of the Blood Cultivation Realm!

Ye Ling replied: "I can't afford your hospitality. ”

Song Zhili spread his hands and said: "The gentleman is lustful, you take it in a good way, you are too enthusiastic, I am embarrassed to read, I don't like this kind of tone." ”

Xiao Qian said coldly: "If you don't like the atmosphere here, you can leave, the road is under your feet, and no one is forced to stay." We are not angry with this, and Lanruo Temple will not serve you anymore. ”

Ye Ling was a little puzzled when he heard this, and there was something wrong with the script.

How can there be any reason to drive away customers in business? Don't be yang?

Such an insult, can they endure it?

But he won't go.

Because he had already discovered that among this group of delicate flower ghosts, at least two of them exuded the aura of metal mountain and sea arts, and if he got these two drops of metal true blood, the awakening level of the sword swallowing technique could be raised to a higher level.

Moreover, among the remaining flower ghosts, there is still a water breath, and you can cultivate Taiyi True Water.

He can force it at the moment, but it's not necessary for the time being.

Ye Ling has to wait and see.

At the very least, the door of Lanruo Temple has not yet been seen.

"The little lady still has a big temper?"

Song Zhili snorted coldly: "Open the door to pick up the guests, what's the matter, the guests are unhappy, and if you scold them twice, you dare to pick and choose?

Song Zhili said in a deep voice: "We must enter Lanruo Temple, you little female ghost, dare to violate the rules set by that thousand-year-old Huai?"

When Xiao Qian heard this, her face changed, as if she thought of some terrifying things, and she was silent.

"Sister Xiaoqian, we can't drive the guests away, the host knows about it, and it's time to punish us again. ”

"Yes, it's not that I haven't met such a guest, just bear with it, Sister Xiaoqian, you don't have to be angry every time. ”

"Grandpa Land didn't stop them. ”

"Let's lead them into Lanruo Temple. ”

The flower ghosts with flower looks and moon looked at each other, whispering, and someone pulled the corner of Xiaoqian's clothes, signaling that she couldn't be rash.

Xiao Qian suddenly seemed to be deflated, the two dark moons in her eyes went out, and she lowered her head and said.

"Since you want to see the real Lanruo Temple, then go up the mountain. ”

Ye Ling and Song Zhili glanced at each other.

"Good. ”

"Wonderful. ”

......

Outside the city of Guobei, above the mountains, there is a thousand-year-old temple, named Lanruo Temple.

The tower hall is magnificent, Qionglou Yuyu, the red wall of the golden tile, the pavilion is built in all directions, the atmosphere is charming, the red pink rouge is all over the temple, the person who enters the hall does not think it is a fairyland, and is willing to forget the troubles of the world.

Legend has it that Lanruo Temple is a dilapidated ancient temple, but at this time, it seems that this is not the case.

Lanruo Temple is famous in the world for the eight flowers and ghosts, the day is peaceful, but the night is extremely lively, and the visitors who come to be chic are endless.

Among the visitors were mortals who had strayed into this place, but more of them were well-known cultivators.

In a private room, the furnishings are very simple and very retro, but everything is a boutique of extraordinary value.

There is a certain precious spice burning in the small furnace of the beast, which smells very good, which makes people's bodies relax, but the heart rises with a feeling of dryness and heat, and the blood is boiling.

Ye Ling stared at the incense burner and sniffed the fragrance in the air with the tip of his nose.

"The name of Lanruo Temple, I have also heard of it in the years I have been a director of Jiangnan. The middle-aged Taoist priest Sun Huaiyi said to Ye Ling.

"How?" Ye Ling asked.

"How to say it, this is a relatively formal monster Fengyue land in the mountain and sea realm, female ghosts absorb people's yang energy, but do not absorb light, leaving people alive. No one has died here for hundreds of years, and it is a rule-abiding demon territory. ”

Sun Huaiyi paused for a moment and continued: "This kind of place, the cultivation world acquiesces in the existence, as long as things are not done too well, no one is idle to take care of things. Besides, many cultivators like this kind of place, and it is fair to give a part of their yang energy and get endless pleasures that cannot be found in the mortal world. ”

Demons rely on yang energy to cultivate, and people rely on true blood to cultivate mountain and sea arts, in fact, the essence is no different.

As long as you don't do too much, it's okay if you don't provoke the anger of the heavens. Lanruo Temple is not too much.

Demons have a way of living, and so do people.

Ye Ling laughed: "Fun, sleeping with ghosts is also called fun, it's crazy, right?"

Sun Huaiyi was silent and silent.

Ye Ling walked to the incense burner, lifted the lid and sniffed it. He snorted, his fingers manipulating a stream of water to extinguish it.

"It's not so fragrant. ”

It's a good temple, and it doesn't look serious.

......

"It smells so good!"

Song Zhili's fingers rubbed the pattern of the Rui beast on the incense burner, and secretly praised in his heart: "It's a bit of a doorway, you don't need to make this trip." ”

He sat precariously and looked at the furnishings in the room.

"Alas, Brother Ye Ling has no pity for the jade, he shouldn't go with him, this is a good place, how can he easily use force?"

Song Zhili complained softly, opened the bookcase, took out a book and read it.

happened to see a sentence "Things are man-made, and everything is fate......

Song Zhili closed the book with a smile and heard the joyful slapstick of the female ghosts outside the room.

Wait a little longer, take a look at the service of Lanruo Temple at night, whether it is as thoughtful as the legend, making people forget to return and forget their worries.

If it doesn't work.

His eyes are not mixed with sand.

How about smashing this extremely luxurious Lanruo Temple?

......

Night.

Outside Lanruo Temple, there are barren grasses and thousands of graves, and there are no tombstones.

I don't know who are buried under the soil, ancient scholars, rangers, woodcutters, and merchants on the road?

Maybe both.

In the center of the desolate graves, there is an old locust tree, as if it had been struck by lightning, the whole body is scorched black, there is not a single leaf, and the root system is like a dragon piercing into the ground.

Not far away on top of a few graves.

Cinnamon, peony, orchid, green lotus, yueji, chrysanthemum, rhododendron, plum blossom......

On a grave closest to the locust tree.

The white-clothed female ghost knelt on the ground, daring to look only at the ground.

"Master, times have changed, in recent years, there are few mortals on the mountain, only some cultivators will come to Lanruo Temple, and Yang Qi is not easy to find......"

"Something, it's not going to change. ”

A hoarse voice came from the old locust tree, like an old woman who was about to die and spoke with difficulty.

Female ghosts are delicate, and naturally there will be men who seek novelty to come to the door.

I can't stop it.

"Xiaoqian, how many people are here in Lanruo Temple today?"

"It's just a few regular customers, and there are two strangers who don't know what to do, it's not easy to deal with, it's hard to bewitch, and I'm afraid it's not easy to ......take yang energy."

"If you eat, you have to give money, the rules of Lanruo Temple, no one can disobey. ”

"But if they don't eat the trick of bewitchment, we can't really ...... it."

"You don't want to?"

“...... Serve the master willingly. ”

"If you don't give them yang...... There have been no new burial mounds here for hundreds of years, and with two more, no one dares to say anything!"

Xiao Qian nodded silently, glanced at the delicate flowers, and sighed in her heart.

After she reported the situation of Lanruo Temple tonight, she respectfully retreated.

In fact, there was an extremely important thing she didn't say tonight, the human boy provoked by Oiran Danzhu was a little wrong, and the yang energy on his body seemed to be heavy.

The night wind choked and was incomparably infiltrating.

There was a hoarse voice floating here, faintly, repeating it for a long time.

"Where's the mountain?"

"Where has my mountain gone?"

"Do you want to do it again......"

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