There was silence in the ruined temple, and Chen Xiaoyi leaned against the temple gate and looked at the old man. He is not a bold man, but he has only been able to hold on to it until now. The fact that the old man turned into a ghoul in broad daylight really scared him.

Lao Dao had obviously just begun to transform into a ghoul, and although he had opened his eyes at this time, he still couldn't move. His eyes were particularly terrifying, full of resentment and viciousness. Chen Xiaoyi didn't dare to look at his eyes, so he stared at the two fangs. Lao Dao's mouth had already opened, and mouthfuls of cold breath were slowly spewing out of his mouth.

Chen Xiaoyi wanted to find a rope and trapped him while he couldn't move. But there was no rope in the ruined temple, not even a decent stick. This dilapidated temple has been abandoned for many years, if it weren't for the two of them finding weeds and spreading them on the ground, and picking up a thin quilt, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to live there.

In his eagerness, Chen Xiaoyi couldn't think of any way. Looking left and right, but seeing the leftover fire from last night, Chen Xiaoyi suddenly came up with a plan. It is said that this ghoul is most afraid of fire, and if it is burned with fire, the ghoul will surely die. Chen Xiaoyi immediately moved and found the remaining fire folds from last night.

Chen Xiaoyi gathered all the weeds scattered on the ground, and then threw his head into the corner of the wall. The old man turned around with a grimace, staring at him all the time, watching Chen Xiaoyi throw a bunch of weeds on him, and the resentment in his eyes became even heavier.

Chen Xiaoyi didn't dare to delay, and quickly lit the weeds and retreated to the door. Although he wanted to run away in his heart, reason told him that he couldn't leave now. He had heard a long time ago that this kind of ghost creature was the most vindictive, and if he couldn't get rid of him now, he would definitely come to seek revenge in the future.

The weeds burned quickly, and the fire grew stronger, and even the thin quilt was lit, emitting a foul smell. In the middle of the thin quilt, the old man let out a low roar, obviously aware of something, or extremely painful.

Lao Dao began to struggle in the thin quilt, and through the flames, Chen Xiaoyi could also see that the resentment in his eyes was even more terrifying. Suddenly, he seemed to see Lao Dao's hand on it. Chen Xiaoyi was shocked in his heart, and only felt a cold sweat erupt.

The old Dao's hands had already turned into ghostly hands, pale and bloodless, with claws as sharp as knives. This movement made me feel even more terrifying. The fire was even stronger, and Chen Xiaoyi saw a trace of horror in Lao Dao's eyes, and suddenly felt a little more relieved. The rumor is true, this ghoul is afraid of fire.

He only hoped that the flames would be stronger, and that the Acropolis would not come back. Although he knew in his heart that if he followed the temper of the Acropolis, he knew that his current condition would inevitably rush back. But there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart that the Acropolis wouldn't come too soon.

Yes...... Yes......

Lao Dao let out a roar in the flames, apparently suffering greatly. Chen Xiaoyi watched him struggle in the fire, but another question came to mind. At the moment, this old man can't move, and if he can, he will definitely escape from the fire. Although the fire was strong, it would take some time to burn him to death.

Something had to hold him down and keep him from moving.

Chen Xiaoyi immediately thought that there was a half-stone statue in the corner of another wall, which was the half-stone head of the Lonely Immortal Master. Chen Xiaoyi immediately ran, using all his strength to lift the half of the stone head, and walked towards the flames step by step. Seeing that it was close, Chen Xiaoyi felt the scorching heat of the flames, forcing him not to get closer.

He looked at the distance, but it was not enough, so he took a few more steps forward against the heat. Suddenly, with an acceleration, Chen Xiaoyi took advantage of this momentum to smash out half of the stone head in his hand. Seeing the boulder flying into the fire, Chen Xiaoyi hurriedly retreated.

Roar!

In vain, something happened. There was a roar of rage in the flames, and a figure burst out of the flames, and even the boulder was smashed by his palm. Chen Xiaoyi was stunned, and a chill was cold from head to toe. He tried to run, but found that his legs were numb and he didn't listen to him at all.

The old man pounced, and his whole body was blackened with smoke. As soon as the old man probed, he caught Chen Xiaoyi. Before he could struggle, Lao Dao opened his mouth and bit it. Chen Xiaoyi only felt a tingling pain in his neck, and wanted to call, but he couldn't make a sound. In the body, the blood boiled, and it all flowed towards the neck.

Now he finally knows how Lao Dao's wound came from!

Chen Xiaoyi was lifted in the air by Lao Dao, kicking his feet and struggling violently. His face was already pale, but after being bitten by Lao Dao, he became pale in an instant. After only a few struggles, Chen Xiaoyi fainted. Lao Dao sucked a mouthful of human blood, and his madness was even worse. He threw Chen Xiaoyi aside, and let out an angry roar from his mouth.

Lao Dao's bloody mouth spurted out, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily, as if the demon king was born. At this time, it was just noon, and a ray of sunlight shone into the temple through the tile hole, directly shining on the old Taoist eyebrows. In vain, Lao Dao covered his forehead and let out a painful roar. There was a fierce struggle and pain in his eyes, but the color of resentment faded considerably.

Lao Dao rolled to the ground, as if he was being tortured. It took him a moment before he stopped. He reached out and stroked his fangs, but his fingers were stained bright red. He touched the left side of his neck again, where there was a wound that had scabbed. In the end, he stared at Chen Xiaoyi on the ground and froze.

"How so...... How so...... I...... How could I ......"

Lao Dao knelt on the ground and muttered to himself, but his voice was as cold as a ghost. Suddenly, Lao Dao looked up to the sky and cried bitterly, crying out miserably: "God...... I've been subduing demons all my life...... In the end, he turned into a devil and mutilated the common people...... I'm guilty...... I'm guilty......"

Lao Dao cried for a while, and suddenly rushed over with an arrow and held Chen Xiaoyi in his arms. He stared at the wound on Chen Xiaoyi's neck, sad from his heart, and his eyes were full of guilt. Then, Lao Dao stroked the wound, showing a painful look, and raised his hand to kill him.

His blood-stained right hand was raised in mid-air, but it suddenly froze. Lao Dao was silent for a while, then grabbed Chen Xiaoyi's wrist again and looked at it carefully. After a while, Lao Dao frowned and said to himself: "Maybe there is still a rescue, I can't bear to be sorry for you, and I can't bear to hurt your life again." ”

Lao Dao stripped off all of Chen Xiaoyi's clothes, and carved one rune after another on his body with his fingers. His eyes bloomed, his hands moved in unison, and with his divine power, various mysterious runes were carved on Chen Xiaoyi's limbs, dantian, chest, spine, and forehead.

The old way moves extremely fast, and it doesn't take long to finish the portrayal. The rune disappeared into his body, and he clicked on Chen Xiaoyi again. In the end, he gave Chen Xiaoyi a wisp of energy, and watched Chen Xiaoyi wake up slowly.

Seeing Lao Dao again, Chen Xiaoyi was really taken aback. Lao Dao stretched out his hand to hold him down, and said in a ghostly voice, "I didn't mean to harm you...... It's really ...... I wanted to kill you, and I didn't want you to follow in my footsteps...... But I can't stand you anymore, and I can't bear to hurt your life anymore. ”

Chen Xiaoyi looked at him blankly, but he was not frightened at this time. Lao Dao said, "I have sealed the corpse poison for you, you have to remember my words...... This corpse poison is too domineering, and with my current strength, it can only be sealed for three days...... If you want to cure this poison, there are only three places in the world to go...... Shennong Valley ...... Yixian Valley ...... Yaowang Valley ......"

Chen Xiaoyi was at a loss in his heart, he had never heard of what Lao Dao said, and he didn't know where to look for it. Lao Dao said again: "The other two places are difficult to find, but the Antarctic medical immortal of the Medical Immortal Valley should collect medicine in the Nangu Mountain at this moment, you can go to him to heal you." ”

Subsequently, Lao Dao took out a thin gold sheet and an old book out of nowhere, and said: "This is the "Creation of Immortal Sutra", which records the cultivation method of the Dao of Creation and Transformation, and this book records what I have realized all my life, if you are lucky enough to cure the corpse poison, you can practice, and he will return it to the master on my behalf in the future, and you will be my disciple of Xuanying Zhenren in the future, and the Taoist name is Lonely." ”

Lao Dao stuffed the thin gold sheet and the old book into Chen Xiaoyi's hand, took out a short sword, and said: "Within three days, if you can't find the Antarctic Medical Immortal, you should use this sword to kill yourself, and you must not follow in my footsteps and endanger the common people." After that, he handed the short sword to Chen Xiaoyi.

Lao Dao popped out a wisp of divine power, sent Chen Xiaoyi outside the door, and finally said: "You go to ......", Lao Dao sat down cross-legged, and a painful look flashed on his face. His eyes were closed, as if he were struggling. After a long time, another wisp of divine power popped out. The divine power turned into a flame and enveloped Lao Dao, and he sat in the fire, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

The ruined temple turned into a sea of fire in an instant, and Chen Xiaoyi watched the old Dao turn into ashes in the fire, leaving only the boat-like Dao crown lying on the ground. Chen Xiaoyi was alone, looked at the direction of Guxian Town for a long time, and finally turned around and left. Soon after, the boat-like Dao crown suddenly floated up, and in an instant, the divine light burst into the air.