In the north of Jinhua City, although it is still in the city, there are no buildings around, and there are some vacant barren mountains.

After a pause, Zhang Chen looked at a dense forest a few hundred meters away.

According to the residents, there is indeed a dilapidated temple in the forest, but it has been abandoned for decades, and it is so eerie that the people of the city avoid it.

Glancing at the sun hanging above, Zhang Chen walked slowly towards the woods.

In the daytime, even if there are demons and monsters, I am afraid they will not choose this time to come out.

Moreover, he is not an ordinary person.

As a monk, he still has the guts.

Stepping into the woods, the light suddenly dimmed, and the luxuriant directly blocked the sunlight, but there were still dappled light spots shining into the trees.

The breeze blows, and the branches make a series of salsa sounds, and the atmosphere is eerie.

Beneath your feet is a loess road overgrown with weeds and thorns, and you can vaguely see that it is a road leading to the interior.

Moreover, the traces on it are obvious that someone has been here in the near future.

Walking along the road to the interior, the loess road under your feet was replaced by a dilapidated bluestone path, and there were fewer weeds, and it was desolate.

About half a pillar of incense, Zhang Chen's footsteps stopped, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Standing dozens of zhang away, a temple several zhang tall and the walls are full of vines.

Looking to the left, there was a broken plaque diagonally in front of the cracked stone pillar.

The plaque is covered with spider webs, but the three ancient seal fonts of 'Lanruo Temple' are clearly recognizable.

Perhaps because of the monk, he could feel that this temple exuded an eerie aura from dozens of feet.

Lanruo Temple.

Unexpectedly, the second world is actually the world of Liaozhai.

You know, this world is no less than one person, and there are endless ghosts and monsters, but it is a real dangerous place.

Even if he broke through the foundation building realm, he still didn't have any certainty.

Fortunately, there is a reclusive chivalrous warrior 'Yan Chixia' in this Lanruo Temple, as long as you don't run around, the danger can be greatly reduced.

"Ding, please survive in Lanruo Temple for 3 days, task reward: 500 system points, hint: the host must not leave the range of Lanruo Temple during the mission."

The system prompt fell, and Zhang Chen's brows furrowed.

It seems that the tasks released by the system are all related to the plot, and if you want to get system points, you must participate in the plot.

To be honest, with his strength at the ninefold peak of Qi cultivation, participating in it would be a death.

After all, he is not Ning Caichen.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen immediately sat down cross-legged.

Since you can't leave the range of Lanruo Temple, you can only break through on the spot, and this clearing is sunny, and ghosts don't dare to make trouble.

Fingertips brushed over the Sumeru ring, and a fluorescent pearl appeared in his hand.

Tsukidan: There is a fifty percent chance that a Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator will break through to the Tsuki-Tsuji Realm.

Pinching Tsukidan, Zhang Chen's eyes flashed with heat, and he swallowed it into his stomach without hesitation.

Zhuji Dan entered the abdomen, and under the operation of "Qinglian Duel" and "Eight Gate Dunjia", it immediately turned into a majestic clear stream and merged into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Zhou Tian runs, and this energy constantly refines every corner of the body.

Finally, when all the energy is turned into cyan aura, it merges into the dantian like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

"Knock knock—"

The powerful heartbeat echoed, Zhang Chen's body trembled violently, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered one after another and poured into his heavenly spirit cover.

In an instant, every cell in his body became active, and his aura gradually rose.

At the same time, in the dantian, a white jade gourd is suspended on it, and the clear air circulates to make the white jade exude a lustrous luster.

At the moment when Zhang Chen broke through the foundation, the level of the white jade gourd as a natal artifact also increased slightly.

The strength of the natal weapon depends on the monk himself.

The stronger the monk's strength, the more terrifying the power of the natal weapon becomes.

Above the clearing, a majestic aura swept out towards the surroundings with Zhang Chen as the center.

The robes are hunting, and the leaves are flying......

A mouthful of turbid air came out of his mouth, and Zhang Chen gradually opened his clear eyes, and a trace of essence flashed under his eyes.

"Building the foundation realm, the aura is endless."

The characteristics of the foundation realm, the breath is introverted, and it returns to the basics.

Standing up, after Zhang Chen restrained his breath, he looked like a handsome little Taoist priest without any cultivation.

Unless the strength is much higher than him, or there is some other special way.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to see his realm cultivation at all.

The mouth opened, the white jade luster emerged, and a palm-sized white jade gourd appeared in his hand.

The lid of the gourd was opened, and Zhang Chen poured the aura into it.

However, after pouring two wisps of aura, the white jade gourd entered a saturated state.

The function of this magic weapon is to compress the energy to the limit, and then it erupts to exert unimaginable power.

As his strength increased and the longer he cultivated, the more energy the white jade gourd could hold, and the more terrifying the power it exerted.

"I don't know, I can use this magic weapon now to kill the monks who have built several realms."

Shaking his head, he took the white jade gourd back into the dantian, although this magic weapon was strong, it only had one attack in a short period of time.

In other words, if he strikes, he must kill with one hit.

When I came back to my senses, I looked at the sky, the sun was about to set, and the afterglow dyed the clouds on the horizon brilliantly.

The sky is getting dark, and the cold wind is howling around Lanruo Temple, and the gloomy atmosphere is unobstructed.

Next, spend three days in Lanruo Temple.

With his current foundation building realm, plus the Eight Gate Dun Armor, even the monsters with three foundation building are not afraid.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen stepped on the stone steps and walked slowly towards the temple.

Abandoned for decades, the gate is in dilapidation, covered with cobwebs, and with a wave of his robe, he pushes it open.

Stepping into it, the hall of Lanruo Temple is quite spacious, which shows that this place was glorious for a while.

It's a pity that now it's a haunt's nest.

Walking in the temple, the east and west sides are the monks' houses, there is a high pavilion on the north side, and the high lord is a courtyard, there is a pool of lotus flowers in the courtyard, rippling blue waves.

It's hard to imagine seeing such a scene in such a temple that has been abandoned for decades.

There was only the sound of his footsteps in the temple, which was quiet and a little eerie.

After walking around the temple and getting familiar with the terrain, Zhang Chen returned to the temple on the left side and cleaned it a little, except for some residual musty smell, which was barely able to live in people.

Subsequently, take out the spare lighter from the Sumeru ring and light the candlestick.

All of a sudden, the light in the monastic house gradually became brighter.

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