Walking three and a half miles east of Guobei County, a gloomy ancient temple in the old forest is Lanruo Temple.

This is the shortest distance in a straight line.

Zhan Wuzha walked out of Guobei County, walked east for a while, jumped up twenty meters high, and vaguely seemed to see the location of Lanruo Temple.

"How?"

Zhan Wuzha thought in his heart like a mirror, knowing that if it was an ordinary cultivation speed, I am afraid that he might not be able to gather enough energy to return after a year, only to kill the thousand-year-old Yin Mukui Tree Demon, if there is a legendary demon pill or something.

Naturally, you will be able to gather enough energy.

Zhan Wuzha's only concern is that he doesn't know if he can kill the thousand-year-old tree demon, of course, the most important thing at the moment is how to obtain the cultivation method, and the closest place at the moment is how to exchange the cultivation method from Yan Chixia.

"I don't know if there is heaven and earth aura in this world, and I don't know what it looks like, I can't see it."

Zhan Wuzha pondered the aura of heaven and earth in his heart, and he didn't know that he needed the so-called "opening the eyes of heaven" from time to time before he could see it.

After all, he had tried running, jumping, handstanding, and other actions on the ground and water, and had also tried on trees, haystacks, dry wells, hills, and on city walls, rooftops, and fields, but he had not been able to find the so-called heaven and earth aura.

It made him very disappointed.

"Could it be that the aura of heaven and earth has a so-called network protocol ......?"

Zhan Wuzha smiled at this thought, and his heart was more inclined to one thought, just like only those who have the ability to read can see the mind, and the heaven and earth aura also need to compound certain conditions to see.

Not much.

In this old forest, I avoided many smelly places, and walked more than five miles.

Duration.

Zhan Wuzha completely restrained his qi and aura along the way, and after carefully observing the species of this forest, he thought that this could be called a locust forest, and also knew that the wild wolves in this jungle did not come out to hunt only at night, they had good patrol habits, and it seemed that they would occasionally come to this forest leading to Lanruo Temple.

There are also a lot of bones in the forest that are half-hidden by dead branches and leaves or mud, mostly beige, and many gray-white, some of which are animal and some are human, and there are many cloth that are almost rotten.

In troubled times, demons are rampant, the gang is often corrupted, human life is like grass mustard, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Zhan Wuzha sighed a little in his heart, and he had the heart to change, but he knew that his thin arms couldn't twist the thighs of this troubled world, so he couldn't help but use the sentence "If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world" to convince yourself.

At night.

He had gone deep into the locust forest, and the birds and insects were suddenly missing, and they became invisible and inaudible.

Until you see a stone monument standing upright, if you remove the sound of the wind and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, it can be called quiet.

Zhan Wuzha looked at the words on the stone tablet, and half-guessed that he knew that he had finally come to this Lanruo Temple, and observed that there were many resentments entangled in it, and the air seemed to be filled with a forest and yin qi.

"Hmmm! No one? ”

Zhan Wuzha's thoughts were concentrated in his eyes, and he looked at the interior of Lanruo Temple as he walked, this dilapidated courtyard, and did not find that anyone's life aura existed in it, but found a few relatively concentrated resentment aura.

The dead branches and leaves on the ground accumulated a thick layer, and they would squeak when they stepped on it, but they were covered by gusts of wind.

"Wow!"

Zhan Wuzha suddenly remembered that in the attic of the wing room of this Lanruo Temple, there seemed to be a few dried corpses that had been sucked off by the thousand-year-old locust tree demon, and after death, they were full of resentment and turned into shriveled walking corpses.

"I don't know if my mind can wake up those walking corpses!"

An idea popped up in Zhan Wuzha's heart, and he grew crazy in an instant, thinking: "Tomorrow morning, when the sun comes out, I'll go and test it." ”

"If you can't awaken the qi in the corpse, then that's it, if you can successfully awaken it, let's see if it will become a resentful force!"

Zhan Wuzha had already looked up the hunter's information last time, and knew that his mental energy belonged to mental power, and there was an existence that was not weaker than mental power, that is, resentment power, and there was no restriction on the six major systems.

Therefore, the resentment power can fully exert the abilities of the six major systems of the enhancement system, the change system, the release system, the embodiment system, the manipulation system, and the trait system, but it is necessary to formulate the task constraints that must be completed in order to obtain a strong resentment power.

"If you can awaken the qi in the corpses, make them make an oath and awaken the resentment power, then let them become a striker and explore a way or something."

Zhan Wuzha thought happily in his heart, after all, the walking corpse was originally sucked out of the essence blood of the tree demon and died, and the resentment and resentment of the tree demon were quite sufficient, and with a little guidance, the result was what he wanted to see.

Suddenly.

In the midst of the howling of the yin wind and the sound of the leaves blowing in the wind.

Zhan Wuzha heard the sound of gold and iron clashing, accompanied by hoarse roars, and the sound of stepping on doors and windows, flickering left and right, and the sound of kicking objects against the floor and ceiling of the wooden building.

That's when it happened.

I saw two figures carrying sword light flying out of the window on the second floor one after the other, and after landing, the sword light flickered, and they were still fighting each other.

At this moment, Zhan Wuzha's eyes were full of thoughts, and he completely saw all the moves of the two people in the field, one of them was a square-faced man, and he was the Xiahou swordsman he had seen before, and his swordsmanship was quite exquisite, or tricky, or strong and fierce.

The other person, born with a leopard's head and ringed eyes, an iron face and beard, and a powerful swordsmanship, or exquisite, or clumsy and ingenious, and the change of strength turned as desired, and seemed to have no flaws.

But in Zhan Wuzha's eyes, the moves of the two are really a little slow, as if they are a stop-motion animation, as if the two are demonstrating their respective moves in slow motion, demonstrating each action.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them dismantled hundreds of moves, of which there were more than fifty long sword collisions, and the remaining dozens were temporary changes and moves.

After all, Yan Chixia's swordsmanship was superb, a sword cut Xiahou Swordsman's arm, instantly pointed, took a few steps back, and after standing up straight, he began to say that Xiahou Swordsman was lost for the sake of the world's No. 1 swordsman's false name, and his anger was too heavy, and his swordsmanship also regressed.

Xiahou Swordsman couldn't believe that it had only been a month, Yan Chixia's swordsmanship was far better than before, and when he heard Yan Chixia, the winner, preach to him, the loser, he suddenly couldn't listen to it at all, snorted coldly, shook off the cruel words, turned around and left without looking back.

But in Zhan Wuzha's eyes, he found that Yan Chixia had completely left his hands, and he found that Yan Chixia was still suppressing a certain amount of energy in her body.

Naturally, Zhan Wuzha also knew that after Yan Chixia cultivated, she had a certain amount of energy in her body, and her physical strength and eyesight had increased a lot, even if Yan Chixia was lowered to the same level as Xiahou Swordsman, she could easily defeat her.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Zhan Wuzha clapped his palms and walked into the largest courtyard in the dilapidated Lanruo Temple while praising it.

"What people!"

Yan Chixia drank heavily, raised her sword and looked at the visitor, but she didn't find that the other party had any breath, just like the trees and stones on the side of the road, which did not attract attention at all.