It's a temple complex, with sand and mottled walls.

Looking at the temple from the outside, I only felt desolate and silent, I couldn't see half a figure, and there was no movement, but I saw that inside the open temple gate, a little yellow sand was blown by the wind, and a wonderful atmosphere enveloped everything.

"Where's the Isolation Mirror?"

Liu Yun glanced at the temple in front of him and asked.

"It should be on the abbot of this bitter temple!"

Demon Flower Road.

"Alright, let's go in!"

Liu Yun took out the Immortal Demon Sword and the Yunshui Sword, held a sword on the left and right, and stepped forward.

A group of demons hurriedly followed.

Correct.

Before he stepped into the temple, he saw a monk with sallow skin and a thin figure suddenly appear from the inside of the temple door.

Liu Yun was startled, and even the demons behind him were a little stunned, and they gathered around and wrapped Liu Yun around, beware of the monk who suddenly appeared.

"Don't panic!"

At this time, Liu Yun shouted.

Although the monk's appearance was very strange, he saw the name on the monk's head.

Dervishes.

Moreover, the name is yellow

If it is a yellow name, it means that as long as Liu Yun does not mess around, he will not take the initiative to attack him.

"Donors have come from afar, hard work!! If you don't dislike it, come to the bitter temple and sit down and rest for a while. ”

But seeing that the thin and sallow monk showed an ugly smile, he said to these demons.

The voice was hoarse, like the sound of a millstone.

Liu Yun glanced at him a few times, but seeing that the ascetic monk was wearing a shabby monk's robe, his hands were empty, and he didn't seem to have any combat power, so he opened the True King's Eye and glanced at it, but the hints he could get were extremely surprising.

System: This target is not viewable.

What kind of existence can not be seen by the eyes of the real king?

Liu Yun didn't understand at all.

However, the other party is a yellow monster, there should be no danger, after thinking about it again, Liu Yun decided to try to communicate.

Judging by the words and actions of this ascetic, he should belong to the wisdom NPC, and maybe he can get the Isolation Mirror without using a sword.

After thinking about it, Liu Yun walked over directly and said, "If that's the case, it's really disturbing!" ”

"If you come, you are a guest, and there have been no pilgrims in the Bitter Temple for many years!! Come in and make an incense to my Buddha, that is the fate of you and me! ”

The ascetic monk made a Buddha salute and said with a smile on his face.

Liu Yun nodded, and stepped into the temple.

However, as soon as he landed on the ground, a system prompt rang in his ears again.

Bite! System: When you enter the range of the 'Temple of Bitterness', everything that happens in this area is calculated by the data itself, and is not within the scope set by the system, please pay attention to the player.

All right.

Liu Yun took a breath, and the little slack he had just put down was lifted again.

"Donors, please come inside, the little monk will go and inform the abbot!"

The ascetic monk showed an ugly smile, beckoning Liu Yun to enter the temple, and the group entered a dilapidated temple that was not too big, completely made of yellow clay, there was only a huge earthen Buddha statue in the temple, the Buddha statue closed its eyes, sat quietly, pinched the Buddha ceremony with one hand, and dragged it down with the other hand, and there was a desk in front of the Buddha statue, and on the platform was a dilapidated incense burner, smokeless and incenseless. The rest of the place was empty and there was nothing.

"Everyone, please wait!"

The ascetic left the group of demons, demon generals, and Liu Yun in the house, and then quickly walked out of the house, as if to inform the abbot.

A large number of other demons were waiting outside the temple, and although the bitter temple was big enough, it couldn't accommodate so many demons.

The ascetic monks walked away, and the big demons and the demon generals came over.

"Zhenjun, something feels wrong! This temple is so quiet and there is no breath at all! Didn't Lord Demon Flower say that the existence in this temple is a god-level existence? So their breath should be strong, right? Weishenme will have no breath? Are they deliberately restrained? ”

A demon general asked in a low voice.

Liu Yun turned his head, looked at the demon flower and asked, "Did your master say that the monks in this bitter temple would attack people who were close to here at will?" ”

"I didn't say it, but the master said that when his old man approached the bitter temple, because the aura in the bitter temple was too strong, so his old man didn't dare to approach, as for whether the monks in the bitter temple would take the initiative to hurt people, I don't know!"

Demon Flower whispered.

"Breath? There must be a reason why the breath was strong at that moment, but there was no breath at this time! ”

Liu Yun looked at the demon generals and quietly made a look, and these demon generals understood and immediately went down to act.

"My lord, what should we do?"

The Demon Bull King, who had shrunk his body, asked.

"Act when you see the opportunity, if the situation is not right, act immediately, look at my eyes and act, if there is an accident, kill the abbot first!"

The words that popped out between Liu Yun's teeth revealed a strong killing intent.

"Yes!"

The crowd whispered.

A moment later, the sound of light footsteps sounded outside the house.

Liu Yun turned around to look, but saw several monks in shabby clothes walking here, they were all thin, sallow skin, as if weathered, so pitiful, and in the front, was a very thin old man in a sallow robe, when he saw Liu Yun and others, there were bursts of light in his eyes, and his face was full of joy.

He stepped forward a few steps, looked at everyone carefully, and the smile on his face continued, and after a while, he took a few steps back, respectfully gave a Buddha salute to everyone, and exclaimed: "Amitabha!" The visit of the donors to the small temple really makes the small temple flourish!! The poor monk is the abbot of this bitter temple 'bitter sea', and the donors are polite!! ”

"It's a courtesy!"

Liu Yun smiled slightly, looked at the abbot, and there was some doubt in his eyes.

But I heard the monk turn his head and say to the monk beside him: "Bitter sand, bitter soil, don't hurry up and make tea to entertain your distinguished guests!" ”

"Yes, Master!"

The monks nodded hurriedly and hurried down.

Soon, the monks brought chairs made of stone and clay and placed them in the room, and brought cups of muddy tea.

Liu Yun glanced at the sallow and uneven earthen chairs, and was slightly stunned.

I saw that the chair was full of particles and dust.

It is better to sit on this chair than to sit directly on the ground.

As for the tea, Liu Yun didn't think it was much faster than muddy water, but in this kind of yellow sandy place, it was still very good to have water, like those players with poor cultivation, if they were lost in the desert, they would slowly enter a state of thirst, and if they didn't use water in time to relieve this state, they would die of thirst directly.

"The abbot doesn't have to be polite, I really have something to ask for when I come here today!"

Liu Yun didn't sit down, and ran directly to the topic.

The other demons didn't dare to sit down when they saw that Liu Yun was not seated.

"One thing?"

When the abbot heard this, he immediately laughed like a flower: "Dare to ask the donor what is going on, if the old man can do it, he will definitely not refuse!" ”

"Oh, it's not a cumbersome matter, I heard that there is a treasure in your temple called 'Isolation Mirror', my demon Taoist is going to do great things recently, I need this treasure to use, I beg the abbot to lend me this treasure, can you?"

Liu Yun said as he waited quietly.

Historically, at this time, the system should have prompted itself to use words to convince the abbot to get the mirror of isolation. However, he waited for a while, but still didn't listen to the system's prompts.

Isn't there a prompt here? Thinking about the strange words given by the system when he entered the temple, Liu Yun felt that something was wrong here.

And when this voice fell, the demons behind Liu Yun secretly stored spells, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the abbot.

These demons are all wise, and if they don't do the right thing, they will use the most powerful spells to raze the temple to the ground.

"Oh? Isolate the mirror? The donor should know that this treasure is the treasure of my bitter temple town, and it is generally not allowed to be borrowed, and the donor's request is a bit harsh! ”

The abbot didn't make any strange moves, but said with a look of embarrassment.

Seeing this situation, Liu Yun was slightly happy.

Although the abbot was full of embarrassment, he did not show anger or disgust, which showed that this NPC was still negotiable.

"We are sincerely here, just to borrow a treasure, the Buddha said: saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter. This treasure is related to the lives of so many people such as me, can the abbot just watch it and not save it when he sees death? ”

"Don't say that the donor wants to say so seriously, if you really want to borrow, it's not that there is no way, but this thing is really the treasure of my bitter temple, you can't borrow it casually, or else, it just so happens that my bitter temple is encountering a troublesome matter, if you can help us solve this matter, this 'isolated mirror', but lend it to you without complaints!"

The abbot suddenly looked free and easy, and the embarrassment on his face was swept away.

"No problem!"

Liu Yun hurriedly agreed, and then pricked up his ears to listen.

Can.

Still no hints.

It's weird.

Liu Yun was confused.

Isn't that a mission?

"Hehe, that's great!!"

The abbot smiled again and again: "There is a well behind our bitter temple, originally this well is a living spiritual well, we wait every day from this spiritual well to make a sweet spiritual spring to drink, the spiritual water in the spiritual well can not only eliminate the pain of disease, but also provide us with a large amount of spiritual energy, for us to practice quickly, but for some reason, this spiritual spring is gone, the spiritual well has dried up, and we can no longer make spiritual water, which can make us wait for the monks in the temple!" Therefore, I would like to ask you to find out what the reason is for our bitter temple! If you can restore this well, then the 'Mirror of Separation' can be lent to you! ”

When the big demons and demon generals heard this, they looked at each other.

"Can you take me to the well to have a look?"

Liu Yun asked.

"Hehe, of course this is no problem, everyone, please here.

The abbot said with a smile, and then led the group inside.

"Demon Bull King, you and the Demon Sword Spirit are waiting outside to lead the troops, let's go in!"

Liu Yun stopped the Demon Bull King, who was about to enter together, and said in a low voice.

Looking at Liu Yun's serious eyes, the Demon Bull King understood, and glanced at the demon sword spirit, and the two walked out of the temple quickly.

Liu Yun's purpose in doing this is very simple, that is, he is worried about what kind of trap this abbot will take them, if all the big demons and demon generals go in, and no one will rescue them if they fall into the trap, therefore, Liu Yun must leave two powerful big demons to wait, if the situation is not right, at least there will be support outside.

"Oh? Won't the two adults come together? ”

The abbot saw the two Demon Bull Kings leaving, and asked slightly.

"There are still troops to be integrated outside, let's just go!"

Liu Yundao.

"Hehe, it's okay, this adult's strength shouldn't be simple, to treat this spiritual well, Lao Wei thinks it's more than enough!"

The abbot said with a smile.

For some reason, Liu Yun always felt that this guy's smile revealed a strange smell.

Is that the taste of confidence?