Cui Dayong saw that the young master was full of interest in playing, and suddenly remembered that the young master had a place he had never been to, so he said loudly: "Young master, there is a temple on Mulong Mountain called Mulong Temple, where it is resplendent and beautiful, but no one can enter the temple, young master wants to go and see?" Oh, it's so magical, then we'll go there, Dayong, and lead the way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info"Fashionista is attracted to this magical place, so it is natural to go and see it, so that it can also relieve the heart that is about to collapse.

Cui Dayong got the praise of the young master, and he was in a good mood, he raised his whip and whipped the horse's buttocks, and the front hooves of the war horse jumped up and galloped towards the Mulong Temple. The horses kicked up dust like a swimming earth dragon, and about half an hour later, the horse team stopped in front of a tall pavilion.

Fifty meters ahead is the temple gate, which is closed, and there seems to be an icy light surrounding the temple wall and gate. The light was very dim and looming. Cui Dayong pointed to the temple gate in front of him and said: "Young Master, this is the Mulong Temple, legend has it that the Grand Master Xuanbing once practiced here, and then passed away and went to Elysium, and this Mulong Temple gradually closed automatically." No matter how strong the world's martial arts are, they can't get close to the gate of Mulong Temple, let alone enter the temple!"

I heard the legend of the Mulong Temple and the Xuanbing Grand Master earlier, I thought it was made up, but I didn't expect the temple to be in front of me, how could there be a reason not to enter the temple? Fashion jumped off the horse and walked towards the temple gate, Cui Dayong hurriedly took Fashion's hand and said: "Young Master, this is a safe position fifty steps away from the temple gate, and you will get dizzy when you go forward, if you go to a position of twenty steps, people will be unconscious, and if you are serious, you will die!"

Fashion turned around and patted Cui Dayong on the shoulder: "Dayong, you are waiting for me here, I have something to do in the temple." There is also one thing I forgot to tell you, young master, I am actually still a lay disciple of Master Xuanbing, and I can enter this Mulong Temple. ”

Cui Dayong let go of his hand and didn't know what to do for a while, he didn't worry about the young master, but there was no reason to stop him. The fashion straightened his clothes and walked towards the Mulong Temple step by step. At first, Fashion didn't know if she would be able to enter the temple, but after seeing the ice blue light, Fashion was sure that she would be able to enter the temple. Because the ice blue light fashion is too familiar, it is exactly the same as the light emitted by his own ice blue internal force.

Thirty steps, twenty steps, ten steps, the family's eyes were about to fall out when they looked at the fashionable back, they didn't expect their young master to be so powerful. The fashion continues until both hands can reach the temple gate. The family members were almost petrified, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that it would be detrimental to the young master if they alarmed the gods.

Fashion pushed the door a few times, but the temple door did not move. Fashionable hands stroked up and down on the temple door, hoping to find some mechanism. But the gate of this temple is extremely smooth, there are no door nails, no gaps, not even the eyes of a needle, like a stone wall as smooth as a mirror.

Fashion touched for a long time and suddenly thought, "Since Mulong Temple is related to Master Xuanbing, then Master Xuanbing is related to himself, and these are all related to the light emitted by the ice blue internal force, so why not give it a try with the ice blue internal force?"

The temple gate slowly began to crack a thin gap from the middle, and as the flickering ice blue arc light grew larger and larger, the temple gate slowly opened to both sides. Fashion did not hesitate to enter the temple gates......

As soon as the fashion entered the temple, the door of the special material closed again with a "click", and it was restored to its original appearance without a single gap. Fashion already knew how to open the door of this temple, so the temple door was closed, and Fashion did not panic at all.

Fashion was not in a hurry to go inside, he had to carefully observe the layout of the pavilions of the entire temple and the direction of the road, etc. The ghost horn Sanjie of the ghost city of Qilian has been staying in Mulong Mountain and is reluctant to leave, is it related to this Mulong Temple? Is there any treasure in the Mulong Temple? Fashion looked ahead while thinking about various possibilities.

In addition to the fact that the building of this temple is more luxurious than that of ordinary temples, its area is also slightly larger. Why is it that when you look at the sky inside the temple, there is not a trace of cloud in the sky? Why is the whole sky gray and completely different from the sky you see outside the temple? Just as I was thinking about why, a black dot the size of a football with a long black smoke pulled from its tail was much faster than the speed of the ball when the football was shot, and it flew straight towards the chest of the fashion. Fashion dodged sideways, followed by two black ball volleys, four ball volleys, until Fashion used Snow Treading Traceless to skillfully dodge twenty black balls, and the temple returned to calm. The black ball behind him has long since disappeared, which makes it impossible for fashion to study what the black ball is?

After a moment of calm, a girl with a fiery figure walked out of the hall in front of her, only to see her wearing a golden feather coat and swaying steps. She held a red silk scarf in her hand and danced gently, and the gray sky highlighted her extraordinarily gorgeous. Her beauty is by no means inferior to Yang Yuhuan, one of the four beauties! For a moment, Fashion thought that she had seen Xiao Jing again! Fashion couldn't help but have the urge to rush up and hug her tightly.

Although this girl's eyes are also smart and beautiful, they are not as bright and cold as Xiao Jing's eyes! The little woman swayed and walked delicately towards fashion. Fashion thought quickly in his mind, "Is this a ghost?" It shouldn't be possible, the strong ice blue Xuan Qi is arranged around the Mulong Temple, and it has the same effect as his own ice blue internal force to kill ghosts, so there can't be ghosts here. But why is this beautiful woman here? Is it a nun in the nursing home? Is it an image of the dojo? Is it not a real person? If it is not a real person, then why is she so lethal?"

Fashion thought as he threw an ice blue internal force light punch and smashed it into the swaying woman. The delicate woman didn't stop, the ice blue light fist smashed on the woman, and the woman just trembled slightly, as if she used her internal force to resist the heavy punch of fashion. She still came with all her money, not like a ghost who would be penetrated when she encountered the ice blue internal force. The woman's body has no holes and is almost unharmed, which shows that the conjecture of fashion is correct, and she is not a ghost.

"This woman is not afraid of ice blue light fist, it is impossible to hurt herself, look at her delicate appearance, she can be overwhelmed as soon as she turns over" Fashion thought of this, he stood still and arranged defenses, and reinforced the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt of Ziling Tongzigong in two layers, and Fashion just wanted to drive this woman away.

The delicate woman twisted her small waist and walked in front of the fashion and looked at the fashionable deep eyes. She looked at the fashion standing still, her eyes not squinting, and the woman seemed to hesitate. The red silk scarf on the delicate woman's chest fluttered, and she stroked the red silk scarf with her small hand, as if to comfort the silk scarf not to be restless. The woman pursed her lips and smiled, raised her leg and kicked the fashion.

Fashion thinks that the delicate woman is harmless to him, even if he is attacked, it is estimated that with her small body, it is estimated that she will be beaten by a small pink fist! Fashion thinks that using the purple spirit boy iron cloth shirt is enough, so he does not care about the attack of the delicate woman. It wasn't until a powerful force kicked fashion into the air that fashion realized that it was wrong.

Although the delicate woman is delicate on the outside, she actually has a violent attack power. Her martial arts strength should be the master of the three songs of the Tang Dynasty, and the fashion is only the master of the three songs of the Tang Dynasty, and there is almost no possibility of a battle between the two. In other words, this woman's martial arts are much higher than those of the white gibbon, and the white gibbon is like eating tofu, so how can this fashion fight against this woman?

Fortunately, fashion fooled the delicate woman, and the woman did not wrap the fashion with the red silk scarf in her hand, but tentatively kicked the fashion. Fashion was kicked away, and the delicate woman smiled, laughing upside down. She shook the red silk scarf in her hand and raised it high above her head, as if she was about to make a killing move against fashion.

After the fashion was kicked away, he finally understood that this delicate woman was not a nun in the courtyard, let alone a dojo phantom laid by the Xuanbing Archmage before his death. This delicate woman is a foreign intruder, she does not belong to the Mulong Temple, she is not a ghost, she is a human being, a martial arts belongs to Shangsanqu, at least a beauty who is a master of the underworld.

So how did she get into the Mulong Temple? Before fashion could figure it out, a red silk scarf flew over and wrapped around fashion's neck. The silk scarf became tighter and tighter, as if it was going to strangle the fashion. Fashion used all his strength to resist, tearing the red silk scarf with both hands, wanting to tear the silk scarf off. But all the efforts were in vain, and the delicate woman's internal force completely suppressed the internal force of fashion. Did you just die like this? Being strangled to death by a "delicate" beauty for no apparent reason? Fashion felt that she was going to be wronged by her grandmother's house!