Qi Fei stood outside the broken temple, looking at the candle shadow in the temple gate, and after a daze, he began to look at the temple door expressionless and silent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Deserted and ruined temples, ink trees and pine forests, everything is so freehand, but it is so absurd.

He pondered for a long time, then narrowed his eyes and tried to look into the ruined temple, but he could only see the light and shadow, as if there was a god in the innermost part, and some god was enshrined on it.

Qi Fei took a deep breath, and finally walked forward, he walked to the door of the broken temple, reached out and put on the handle of the green thunder sword behind his back, and then before he could make the next move, the half of the broken temple door fell to the ground with a "clang".

Qi Fei looked coldly at the half-broken door, then snorted and stepped into the temple.

The dilapidated hall, the four thick red candles that suddenly lit up, the red candles were dimly red, and I don't know how many years they have existed.

Red candles were placed in the four corners of the main hall, and in the middle of the main hall was a coffin with a dark color.

Qi Fei held the Green Thunder Sword in his hand and stood inside the temple gate, staring at the coffin with his eyes.

How can there be a coffin? Coffins are basically not used after the death of monks, and it is rare to hear of any monk who actually put them in a coffin after death.

He put the green thunder sword horizontally to his chest, and the sword light flashed, faintly flooding with thunder.

Thunder and lightning are the most masculine things in the world, which can ward off all filth and ghosts, not to mention that this is still a temple, Qi Fei's heart is actually not afraid, but extremely doubtful.

To put it bluntly, the ghosts in the world do not disperse after death, lingering in the mortal world, most of them are ignorant and ignorant, and a few have resentments, because they are spiritual bodies, so they can disturb people's spirits and produce all kinds of hallucinations.

The evil in the world is a kind of alien shape, and the scope of the alien is large, but it can still be recognized, and the evil people still use mental disturbance as their main means.

Qi Fei had entered the illusion once before, but it was a monster that turned into a hairless man who was making trouble, because he was a special physique, and he had practiced all kinds of high-level mastery, so his spiritual power was much stronger than that of normal evolutionaries, but because he was not an evolutionary who specialized in spiritual power, it was impossible for him to hold Yuan Yi for a long time without interference from the outside world.

He looked at this place carefully, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the broken temple is a poor man's four walls, and the gables here have been broken and leaking, except for the coffin, there is only a Buddha statue enshrined in the shrine.

It is an eight-armed statue of the Ming King, although it has been baptized for a long time, but it can still be seen that the Ming King is different, the general Ming King is wide-faced and angry, full of fire, holding the Ming King's pestle and other magic weapons, making a big wrath statue.

But this statue of King Ming, nothing else is wrong, the only thing is the face of this Buddha statue, some sharp-beaked monkey gills, although it is not a real monkey face, but it is very different from what he knows.

Qi Fei frowned, and couldn't figure out anything after looking at it for a long time, so he set his eyes back on the coffin, which was dark black, some like gloomy wood, but some like ebony.

His eyes tightened, he slowly stepped forward, took the Qinglei Sword and slowly stretched it under the coffin lid, and then gently picked it, a half-foot-long gap suddenly appeared between the coffin lid and the coffin, and a thick black smoke was visible to the naked eye.

The black smoke curled up in the air, and suddenly, the black smoke converged and gathered in one place, turning into a little old man like a withered monkey, sitting cross-legged, his eyes staring at Qi Fei.

Qi Fei only felt a layer of cold sweat all over his body, the little old man's eyes were extremely vicious, insidious and ruthless, and suddenly the little old man opened his mouth suddenly, revealing a mouthful of shark-like teeth, and then a blood-red tongue was thrown out like a rope, and went straight to Qi Fei's neck to wrap around.

The corners of Qi Fei's mouth twitched, and he clearly saw that on the tongue of the meat rope, there were countless little monkeys, grinning one after another, wanting to find people and devour them.

He waved the green thunder sword in his hand, and suddenly lightning and thunder, the rope-like tongue turned into green smoke and dissipated as soon as he touched the blade of the sword, and the little old man immediately wanted to flee when he saw this scene, Qi Fei didn't speak, a sword volleyed away, and the scorching thunder exploded, and the little old man was immediately blown into smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Qi Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead, and didn't dare to get too close, but just used the green thunder sword to pick up the void forward, and suddenly the black coffin lid was lifted, revealing the scene inside.

In the coffin, there was clearly a blackened and withered corpse, the body was thin, and the face was quite monkey-like, which was somewhat similar to the eight-armed and angry-eyed statue of the Ming King.

When Qi Fei wanted to identify it carefully, the corpse instantly turned into a pool of black water, flowing into the bottom of the coffin and not knowing where to go, he took a deep breath when he saw this, he didn't think about it, turned around and walked outside the broken temple, after leaving the temple, he walked quickly on the path, and continued to walk forward with a gloomy face, this thing was too weird, Qi Fei knew in his heart that this was by no means an illusion, it was a real thing.

He frowned as he walked, and suddenly looked back sharply with a feeling in his heart, but he couldn't help but gasp, only to see the side of the path in the distance behind him, but where did it come from, only a few ink-colored tall pine trees stood there, I don't know how many years have passed.

Qi Fei hurriedly communicated with the Qinglei Sword Spirit to ask, but Lei Wa said absentmindedly: "The master doesn't know, when the master returned to this path just now, the broken temple automatically disappeared." ”

"Are you sure it's not an illusion?" Qi Fei asked.

"Of course not, if the illusion of Leiwa will definitely remind the master this time, if the master does not wake up, there is no way to take Leiwa, but to desperately protect the safety of the master." The chubby big fat boy said with a sigh.

Qi Fei nodded, no longer doubting it, and then buried his head in the ascetic.

At this time, he had only penetrated more than thirty miles into the ancient mine, which was not far, but it was already an extremely terrifying distance for this chaotic ancient mine.

Qi Fei didn't know that just a dozen miles behind him, there was a man with an iron cover who couldn't see his face clearly, fighting with a group of monsters with difficulty, and that group of monsters was the hairless monster that Qi Fei had encountered, but at this time, it was not just one, but a whole group.

This group of monsters are all physically strong and powerful, and they are surrounding the masked man in the middle, some directly scratching with their claws, and some are slightly closed, standing with their hands folded in front of their chests, motionless, as if they are using some kind of illusion secret method.

The man in the mask was in tatters, quite embarrassed, there was a silver giant seal suspended above his head, this giant seal was seeping into the top of his head with a trace of white light, the man's eyes shot out a silver light, forming a huge cover around him, and then he suddenly raised his hands upward, and suddenly the light of the big seal bloomed, and then countless small people the size of bees, with wings and bare buttocks, flew out.

These unclothed villains couldn't tell whether they were men or women, but they were all very fierce, and they could spit white light from their mouths, and they fought with monsters for a while.

In a few moments, the monsters were killed by the villains, and they fell to the ground and turned into white hairs, and all the figures of those villains flashed in midair, turned into a little silver light, and flew into the big seal.

The masked man let out a sigh of relief, the large seal still hovering above his head, but under the mask, a trail of blood slowly flowed from the position of his jaw. (To be continued.) )