"It's empty! How could it be, didn't he know something hidden in my dream? Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lu Le subconsciously blurted out, although there were not many conversations in the dream, Lu Le still remembered it very clearly, this empty obviously knew some inside stories but couldn't say it, and then asked the monks in the temple to wait for Lin Zhenyu, the first sword in Jiangnan, to go south.

"Could it be that Likong and Lin Zhenyu colluded to destroy the Garan Temple? This is possible, the stone tablet at the mountain gate of Garan Temple is obviously only a kendo master. It's just that the last person who answered in the dream was obviously not good, and it wasn't like Hekong was a person all the way. ”

There are too few clues collected at present, and Lu Le is not a detective, so he has no ability to see the subtleties, but Lu Le is not discouraged, and the clues he has learned so far are like the tip of the iceberg, and the confusing mystery of the temple destruction has aroused his curiosity.

"It's getting more and more interesting, I want to know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of this mission released by the system." With the mentality that the task released by the system will definitely be completed, Lu Le is eager to try.

"There shouldn't be any other clues here, so let's move on."

Lu Le left the luxurious lecture hall and walked towards the road behind the scripture hall. Another door was closed, and Lu Le was already surprised, so he shook the door latch with his sword and pushed the door in.

"It turns out that the whole temple is buried here......"

Lu Le looked around, this was originally supposed to be the backyard dedicated to the Futu Tower, except for a few erected Futu Towers, at this time there were many tombstones densely erected.

"The tomb of Yuan Liang, the seventy-eighth disciple of Garan Temple."

"The tomb of Yuan Zheng, the seventy-eighth generation disciple of Garan Temple."

"The tomb of the seventy-seventh generation disciple of Garan Temple."

"The seventy-sixth generation disciple of the Garan Temple has the tomb of the dust."

"The tomb of Juehai, the seventy-fifth generation disciple of Garan Temple."

……

"Alas, this group of monks was really served in a pot. But who helped this group of monks collect the corpses? If it were the murderer, he wouldn't have done it again. ”

Lu Le wandered among the gravestones, and the body collector did not leave his name, which made the investigation unsuccessful.

"The only thing that can be known at present is that the monks in the temple were killed in the lecture hall, and the murderer was suspected to be empty, and then someone came to the Jialan Temple to bury the monks in the temple."

"Hey, what's going on with that tombstone?" Lu Le's eyes were sharp, and he saw the abnormality at a glance, and the other tombstones were all located around the Futu Pagoda one by one in order, but the tombstone was located alone in the remote corner.

Lu Le's heart moved, his footsteps were light, and he quickly walked through the tombstone group and came to the lonely grave.

"The tomb of the deceased wife Xie Xiaoyu."

Gently reading out the inscription on the tombstone, Lu Le suddenly felt a little ridiculous: "What kind of ghost script is this, there is a woman buried in a monk's temple, and the game production team has made a mistake!" ”

However, the task is always a task, and after a messy moment in the wind, Lu Le still carefully looked for clues. The vicinity of the tombstone is clean and contrasts with the overgrown weeds on the other side.

"Take a closer look, there are still traces of recent repairs, could it be that there are still people living here after the temple was destroyed? Is it the corpse collector? So why didn't he reorganize the temple and live in seclusion here? ”

The answer should be in the back, Lu Le looked at the path leading to the backyard at the tombstone and thought to himself.

Since they have all come here, no matter whether the road ahead is dangerous or not, there is no reason to turn back, Lu Le has fought bloodily in the Roman King for four years, and if he turns back in the battlefield, he often dies the fastest, and he has already developed an indomitable spirit, not to mention that this is just a game, and doing everything possible to complete the task is what the player needs to do.

This trail led Lu Le out of the backyard of the temple, and led to the depths of the back mountain after seven turns and eight turns.

Sincere! Sincere! Sincere!

Approaching the grass house, the sound of knocking on the wooden utensils came, Lu Le followed the sound and looked into the house, Rao is he had experienced the Shura battlefield, and he was also shocked at this time, only to see a dry corpse sitting in the house, holding a wooden fish to knock, closing his eyes and meditating.

What is shocking is that with the sound of the wooden fish knocking, Lu Le's heart inadvertently appeared a picture of the Buddha's demise, and his mind unconsciously followed the sound of the wooden fish knocking, and the scenes of the end of the world appeared in his mind, and the flowers and trees near the grass house also withered and withered.

came back to his senses, and when Lu Le saw the scene around him, he turned around and retreated without hesitation.

"Look at the joke, this is clearly what is described in the scroll of water - my heart is a sword, everything is as I please, I see a sword as I see it, and I see me as a sword. Only the Sacred Realm realm above the golden powerhouse can interfere with the rules on such a large scale and use the spirit to affect reality. This bastard system! Wouldn't it make me go to death if he actually issued such a task to me? ”

The division of strength in the Roman Empire is based on the levels of black iron-bronze-silver-gold-sanctuary (according to Lu Le's judgment, they correspond to the first to fifth orders in the game), and the criterion for judging strength is soul.

Black Iron just opened the Dou Qi Seed and embarked on the transcendent path; And bronze is a great achievement of fighting spirit, awakening the soul thoughts; And the oracle cultist that Lu Le met after the fall of the royal capital was a silver powerhouse who had mastered the ability of soul thoughts, and he could use the power of soul thoughts to interfere with reality a little within his own range, such as opening up an inch of defensive aura around his body and ignoring attacks that did not increase his fighting spirit, just like Lu Le saw that the disciple had never been wet in the rain, and turned a blind eye to his full blow. With such strength, in Lu Le's opinion, as long as he is careful, he can almost run rampant.

Gold powerhouses are even rarer, and in the entire Roman Empire, the only recognized gold level is the elder sister of the king of the empire, the eldest princess of the empire, Her Royal Highness Nero Augustus, who has reached the level of slashing the soul and slashing the body. In such a realm, you can already use your soul to influence matter, just pick up an ordinary weapon, as long as the soul communication is completed, it is an invincible peerless blade, holding this soul blade, there are all kinds of incredible blessings with a single blow, according to legend, His Royal Highness wears a strange shape of the long sword, which is the work of graffiti when she was a child.

Lu Le has seen the heroic and sassy His Royal Highness make a move: a blood-colored battle skirt, a strange long sword, one person and one sword rushed into the barbarian battle array, unstoppable everywhere he went, invincible, thousands of troops and horses avoided the red robe, worthy of the four words invincible in the world. If it weren't for the inexplicable disappearance of His Highness, I am afraid that the two kings of the Northland, who had just entered the gold, would not want to capture the royal capital of Essodar.

As for the Holy Domain, it has always only existed in Romance legends, and Lu Le also knew it because of the inheritance of the Water Scroll, and it turned out that there was a Holy Land on top of the gold: Saint, which means that the cultivator has transcended the Holy Realm and reached the top of the cultivation system; Domain, refers to the realm, to the first order of the holy realm, the soul can already affect reality in a large area, forming a field within a radius of several miles, under the shroud of this realm, everything can change with the mind of the strong in the holy realm, such as the holy domain powerhouse who cultivates the swordsmanship of the royal court, in essence, it has achieved the saying that everything can be a sword in martial arts novels, and the supreme means of blessing the blade with the soul of the golden strong man is just a child's trick for him, and the central idea of the sacred domain can be blessed, and the grass and trees can be blessed into an overwhelming blade frenzy, sweeping all directions.

At this time, Lu Le saw the changes around the grass house, even if it had not reached the range recorded on the Water Scroll, it was already the prototype of the Holy Domain, a fifth-order powerhouse who had entered the Holy Realm beyond the sainthood, and in the eyes of this kind of monster, a 0th-order rookie like himself was not like an ant, life and death were all in one thought? The shape of the dry corpse is so terrifying, like a demon in the deep mountains and old forests, it is by no means a good kind, but fortunately he is still meditating with his eyes closed, and if he doesn't run at this time, when will he stay?

It's just that Lu Le underestimated the vigilance of the fifth-order master, and before Lu Le could turn around and run a few steps, a word full of silence, slaughter, and countless desperate powers came from his ears.

"This junior brother, since he is destined to come here, why bother to save one, why don't you go into the house and talk about it?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge force came, and Lu Le involuntarily turned his body, walked into the grass house step by step uncontrollably, and sat cross-legged on the futon three meters away from the monster.

Oops! Oops! Lu Le secretly scolded the system for being unreliable and pushed himself to a dead end, this monster is speaking so politely now, I don't know how to concoct myself later, won't it also turn me into a dry corpse No. 2, right? By the way, how does this monster call me junior brother? Yes, it should be said that it is the "corpse brother", I am still wearing a monk's robe, this old monster is still knocking on the wooden fish, it must be the corpse of the monk of the Jialan Temple, I must think that I am also the "corpse brother" in the temple, so I have to hurry up and make friends, don't let him think evil together, find out that I am a living person, and turn me into a dry corpse 002.

"This 'corpse' brother, the little monk is happy to see the grass house, and when he sees the 'corpse' brother, he is happy to return, what can he talk about when he is happy?"

"Wherever the excitement goes...... Come home with all your heart......" The dry corpse chewed Lu Le's words.

"Wonderful, wonderful! This junior brother is really a wonderful person. ”

The dry corpse's eyes opened, and for a time the atmosphere of autumn wind in the house was gone, like spring returning to the earth, the withered and withered plants and trees around were also restored to vitality, full of greenery, and the dry corpse suddenly became a middle-aged monk with an elegant temperament, pearl and jade, gentle and elegant, a trace of breeze in the room blowing, monk's robe fluttering, like a mountain wind, washing away the eternal sky, and like a round of spring, sprinkled with Xi and brilliance. At this time, he smiled and looked at Lu Le with a stunned expression.

In the face of the dry corpse turning into a beautiful man, Lu Le couldn't get back to his senses for a while, and only thought in his heart: This monk is so good-looking, if he is a few years younger, I don't know how many women in the world will be fascinated to death! No, looking back, I'm afraid that this appearance is even more loved by the girls, if it is an ordinary woman, I am afraid that I will find death and marry him at a glance. I have only heard of the red face and the troubled water, but I never expected that there is also the saying of the blue face and the troubled water, this monk said that he looked like Pan An, and Yushu Linfeng was afraid that he was wronged.