Chapter 149: The Dryad's Lair! (Happy New Year~~~)

"Enlightened!" Wang Yi got up and stood up from the ground, stroking the magic sword in his hand, and the qi around his body became sharper and sharper.

Click! Click! Click!

A crisp sound came from Wang Yi's body, and a whirlwind rose into the sky on the ground where Wang Yi was standing.

"Good Talent !!" Yan Chixia looked at Wang Yi who was in the whirlwind, like a vast star, and a look of surprise burst out of her eyes.

All kinds of visions lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, knowing that Wang Yi's true qi was exhausted, the whirlwind gradually stopped, and Wang Yi also fell down weakly.

"Thank you, Master, for your advice!" After a long time, Wang Yi got up and bowed to Yan Chixia.

"Good apprentice, good apprentice! Hahaha!! ”

The uninhibited whisper resounded throughout the Lanruo Temple, and it didn't stop for a long time.

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"Okay, how are you feeling now?"

In the gazebo, Wang Yi sat cross-legged on the side, while Nie Xiaoqian stood beside him as she did not say a word at the beginning.

"I feel weak now, but I feel like I have all the strength." Saying that, Wang Yi put his hand on the stone fence on the side, and the huge power instantly made Wang Yi clench into the air, and when he opened his palm, his hand was full of flying ash.

"Normal, it's all normal!" Yan Chixia nodded, smiled and looked at the bright moon in the sky: "You can realize it just by looking at it once, it can be seen that I can't compare to you!" ”

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

"Back then, I watched it ten times for my teacher to have an epiphany, just like that, your ancestors called me the pride of the sky, and you just watched it once, it can be seen that my reputation as the pride of the sky is very watery!" Yan Chixia sighed bitterly, shook her head and said.

"I'm just lucky." Wang Yi scratched his head with a smile, although he pretended not to care on the surface, his heart was already surging.

He has almost mastered the essentials of the Kunlun Thirteen Swords, and what he lacks now is a real battle to hone himself, and in this world, I am afraid that the only one who can hone himself is the one hiding in the underworld... Black Mountain Old Demon!

"Master, when will you cultivate the sword for me?" Wang Yi suddenly remembered what Yan Chixia promised him before, although he picked up a watermelon, but with Wang Yi's character as an iron rooster, the sesame seeds could not be thrown away.

"The matter of sword cultivation is relatively simple, you give me the sword, and tomorrow, come here to get the sword."

"Yes!"

Wang Yi nodded and handed the magic sword to Yan Chixia.

"You guys leave first, by the way, it's best for you to ask what the people thought at that time, otherwise there will be a big twist and turn when the time comes to collect the sword spirit." Yan Chixia took the long sword, and then looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who had been silent behind Wang Yi.

"Hmm."

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"Xiaoqian, can you walk with me?"

After leaving the pavilion, Wang Yi asked.

Nie Xiaoqian just nodded listlessly, and then her little head lowered again, it seemed that she hadn't figured it out yet.

"How about taking me to see the old monster's cave?" Along the way, Wang Yi talked to Nie Xiaoqian without a match, but Nie Xiaoqian obviously had no interest in chatting, no matter what questions NetEase asked, she only had a few simple words, well, okay, okay.

"Uh-huh~"

Nie Xiaoqian was ready to deal with Wang Yi with a very simple answer, but this time Wang Yi's patience had obviously been exhausted, and he hugged Nie Xiaoqian.

"What are you doing, let me go."

was held in Wang Yi's arms, still in front of everyone, Nie Xiaoqian only felt that her brain was "buzzing", her whole head was blank, her face was red all of a sudden, and even the roots of her ears were slightly red.

Nie Xiaoqian struggled a few times in Wang Yi's arms and wanted to push him away, but her struggle was obviously useless, let alone pushing Wang Yi away with her little strength, she wouldn't even feel a little bit of tickling Wang Yi.

Sticking closer, a cool accompanied by a fragrance came from Nie Xiaoqian's body, different from the gloomy ghostly atmosphere, the coolness from Nie Xiaoqian's body was much softer, just like you were exposed to the hot summer sun for a long time and then suddenly entered the air-conditioned room, you will only have a shock to sweep away the fatigue of the comfort, not the biting cold of winter.

"You're mine now! Your grandma has been killed by me! Wang Yi said very toughly, as soon as Nie Xiaoqian heard this, her body obviously softened, yes, grandma is dead, and now this Ruolan Temple is already Wang Yi's property, including herself, of course.

"But..."Saying that, Nie Xiaoqian's eyes shone with tears, unlike the previous kind of coquettishness, the current Nie Xiaoqian is like a bullied sister next door, which will only make people feel pity, and can't afford to think about it at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, didn't I hurt you?" Wang Yi hurriedly let go of his arm and gently brushed away the tears on Nie Xiaoqian's pretty face.

"No.. No. Nie Xiaoqian wiped her tears and whispered with her head down.

"Is that what I did badly?" Looking at the delicate beauty in front of her, Wang Yi was afraid that her action would hurt her, so she could only ask timidly with a stupid movement.

"You.. Poof, hehehe. Nie Xiaoqian looked at the stupid Wang Yi and suddenly burst into tears and laughed, which made Wang Yi even more dazed, is this woman stupid, why was she still crying just now, and now she is laughing again?

"Nerd~" Nie Xiaoqian muttered softly, then waved her hand in front of Wang Yi's eyes and said, "Let's go, I'll take you there~"

After that, ignoring Wang Yi, who was still in a state of confusion, Nie Xiaoqian walked forward with light steps.

"Nerd? What about me? ”

Wang Yi paused for a moment, then looked at Nie Xiaoqian who was bouncing in the distance and chuckled, and ran two steps in a row to follow.

"Wait for me."

"I'll talk about it when I catch up~ Hehehehehe" The laughter like silver bells echoed in the courtyard of Ruolan Temple, this night was destined to be a sleepless night, whether it was those female ghosts who were still alive or Yan Chixia who was busy cultivating swords or Wang Yi who was rushing to the tree demon cave at this time, of course, there was a salted fish.

In the small attic, Ning Caichen was sleeping peacefully with a thick book, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had a good dream.

Lanruo Temple occupies a very large area, there are more than 10 temples dedicated to the Buddha and Bodhisattva alone, through the long corridor, behind is the place where the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located, on weekdays, the female ghosts are not allowed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are those who dare to trespass, the light is whipped and punished, and the heavy is the soul is scattered.

Nie Xiaoqian took Wang Yi through the corridor, all the way inward, walked to an ancient well, waved his right hand, recited the mantra, the air in front of him trembled like water waves, and when he took a step, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and in front of him was no longer a temple, but a road five or six meters wide and more than three meters high.

"The place where grandma lives is under Lanruo Temple, and you can only enter from here!"

Nie Xiaoqian was the first to walk in, and Wang Yi followed closely after taking a closer look.

There was no crunch in it, and there was a clattering sound from time to time under your feet, which were corpses that had not yet been completely decomposed, and you could occasionally see dark blue ghost fires on both sides, and with the whining of the wind, this passage was as hair-making as the Yellow Spring Road leading to the ghost dragon.

In just ten minutes away, Wang Yi saw no less than a thousand corpses, which can only be seen with the naked eye, and I don't know how many of them have been corrupted or buried in the soil.

The further you go in, the more dense the ghost fires on both sides, the rancid smell in the air is getting lighter and lighter, replaced by a thicker and thicker smell of blood, and the ground under your feet is also wet.

After walking for a while, as I walked around a corner of more than 90 degrees, my eyes suddenly opened up.

Different from the darkness outside, the stone walls inside are inlaid with many night pearls of different sizes, exuding a soft light, illuminating the entire stone cave.