There are a thousand ancient temples in Wudi Lianyun City, no Zen, no trouble, no pilgrims only diffuse yin, the gate in front of the temple is dilapidated, hanging in half of the side of the sign is surprisingly bright, only to see a blue word dazzling to the extreme, the remaining two words are incomplete, vaguely can recognize the shape of the word temple, the shape of the two characters flashes with a trace of thunder and lightning, in this place in the suburbs where there are many beasts infested with fierce beasts, the old temple is very strange, since it is rumored that there is a tree demon cannibalism for ten years and no one has stepped on it, and there is a rocky slope that accidentally rolls down the hillside and dies, the road to the temple has long been cut off, and then it has been waiting for a long time guests。

The old monk sat quietly between the halls of the ancient temple, the old face was gray and black like dead wood, and he didn't know whether he had been sitting quietly for a few years or decades, motionless and like a stone, he didn't seem to have a trace of vitality behind him and vaguely saw a swastika pressed his body, the statue of the god on the hall was naked**, beautiful, concave and convex fairy, which made people fall into a dream at a glance, associated with the fluttering, where is the place to spread the Buddha and enlightenment.

Statue: Demon King, Lan Ruoqian.

Attributes: Four phases, level 44 demon king

Major Method: Enchantment

Good at weapons: physiognomy

Support Skill: Stone

At this time, a scholar rushed to the door, suddenly entered the door, a breeze caused the dust that had been sealed for several years to fly, the old monk anxiously opened his eyes and his original face was different, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty and demonic green light, the young scholar was weak and couldn't help the wind, shook his body, his eyes were clever, and there were some unruly scholar arrogance.

The old monk glanced at the young scholar, why was he unhappy, and let the dust of the temple bury the scholar's face, but it killed him a little arrogant.

Old monk: The vine demon is a strong person, and Lan Ruoqian, the king of the demon clan, is trapped here, practicing the wood body, and is currently a level 43 demon king.

Attributes: Pure wood

Major Cultivation Method: Lost Demon Method

Good at weapons:Fuji root

Support Skill: Poison Path

"Phew"

"Tsk, the ancestor originally married such a beautiful woman, no wonder he refused to return to his ancestral land when he was killed"

"It's better not to go back to the ancestral land, the bad master can't become a rich second generation"

The young scholar spit out a few mouthfuls of dust and muttered, shaking the book raft behind him for fear of dirty his treasure, and as if only in this way could he show that he had a student who was full of poetry and books, staring straight at the statue of the god to the point of obscenity, which was very inappropriate for him to dress as a scholar, the old monk frowned and whispered, the voice swirled and echoed in the hall, and the dust on the hall buried the young scholar's face.

Young scholar: Ming Ning Zeng, who is average, but is a scholar of the Ning family, the Ning family was a great Confucian in Wu Yue, and later fell to the lower ninth rate due to the loss of the Zhibaodan volume.

Attribute: Blank

Major Method: None

Good at weapons: None

Support Ability: Existing protagonist aura.

"Is the Ning family perished, Yan Xiaoxia, who dominated the Wuzhou cultivation realm back then, failed to pick up the rotten mud of the Ning family"

"How did you come to a piece of waste?"

The old monk didn't like to say, the young scholar's eyes went into the dust and scolded his mother, the old monk's face was cold, and he waited for a hundred years to wait for this absurd and frivolous guy, scholar, the book raft is so similar to the original Ning generals, but the two are too different, this person clearly has no trace of mana, a mortal, is it possible that the master was coaxing himself at the beginning, thinking about it and thinking about it, his heart is full of murderous intent.

Yan Xiaoxia: Tianyi Gate Demon Subduer, who was famous for destroying the Black Mountain base camp with his own power, was a thousand-year-old genius of Tianyi Gate, and was later suppressed due to the bloodshed of Ning Jiangchen, and was a four-phase 48-level Demon Subduing Venerable.

Attributes: Four-phase

Major Cultivation Method: Tiangang Fu Demon Technique

Good at weapons: Tianhe Six Swords

Support Skills: Charms and Formations.

Ning Jiangchen: A scholar of the Ning family, with average talent, he went to glorify the Ning family and was strangled by Tianyi Sect for practicing the Blood Demon Holy Method, and practiced the four phases, level 41 blood demon.

Attribute: Water

Major Cultivation Method: Blood Demon Holy Method

Good at weapons: Blood and bone fans

Support Skill: Phantom Circle.

"Who said my Ning family was going to perish"

"Wu Dining's family is a family that has been inherited for thousands of years"

"I am the ninth generation of the Ning family, a scholar of the Ning family, and Ning Zeng"

Ning Zeng shouted like a thorn, jumping on the table for more than a meter, his face was a little crazy, and he didn't know how the weak body jumped so high, although the Ning family was defeated, it was still the most noble belief in his heart.

"In the book raft, there are only five copper coins left, and "

"Several pieces of women's underwear"

"It's rare that there is also a three-character scripture, tsk tsk"

The old monk said, his face that never changed color suddenly became frightened, a burst of distortion turned into a wooden vine to the sky and wailed, his mouth spit out a black mist entwined with deep depth, and changed back to the appearance of the old monk, indifferent and indifferent, his eyes flashed red, for a while he couldn't control his emotional transformation, twisting and changing his body was very scary, and the swastika behind him kept flashing golden light to suppress the old monk's body.

"Youkai"

Ning Zeng was so frightened that he lay at the bottom of the table, there was no trace of blood on his face, his legs were soft, his mouth was shaking, and his pants were wet, the old man had an explanation: "There is a little monster in this Lanruo Temple", but it was just an explanation, and now when I see the guardian vine demon, it is still extremely scary Where is the little monster, even the old monk didn't expect this young scholar to be so scared, but he was a little surprised.

"Didn't the ancestor explain it to you?"

The old monk said strangely, since I have come to this place and this hall, the three-character scripture has also been brought, I shouldn't know my origin, I am a famous vine demon king, maybe the younger generation really doesn't know, but I was a little surprised to scare the urine out.

"Naturally, there is an explanation, aren't you a vine demon?"

"Master is just scared by your appearance, saying that monsters are so ugly, wait for me to save my breath"

Ning Zeng said with a pale face, I thought that the Lanruo Temple that the old man said had a lot of gold and silver from the Ning family, but there was a small monster, and it was very cute, and the family couldn't open the pot before he ventured to come, and it was really scary to see this so-called monster, and it happened to solve his own pee.

"Ning Jiangchen has received the benefit of his master, but he is so useless"

"Useless is a scholar"

The old monk was disappointed, when the master disobeyed the demon king and fell in love with Ning Jiangchen, how can the love of the demon have good results, even if the master suffers the seal, he will steal the blood demon book for Ning Jiangchen, thinking that a hundred years later, Ning Jiangchen can break the seal of the master and take her to be at ease, the old monk looked at the image, a drop of green liquid flowed from the corner of his eyes, and he emitted a strong hatred, master, since you are willing to fall, why bother pulling me, Ning Zeng took a breath of cold air, the murderous aura of the old monk is really scary.

"Since you're here, try it, Hugh go"

The old monk said coldly, I saw that the old monk's face was distorted, the young scholar packed up the book raft and wanted to sneak away, how could the old monk let him go, an ancient lamp in his hand was a big victory, the young scholar screamed in horror, but the soul on his body was let the ancient lamp suck in, only to feel that the sky was dark, could it be that I ended my fate in the first episode.

"Actually, my grandfather went back to the ancestral land and let the ghost or something catch the door, everything has nothing to do with the master!"

"It's all my grandfather's fault, so that the Ning family scattered all their wealth"

Ren Ning Zeng shouted, and the old monk just listened to a rough idea, what kind of ghost is it? It's a ghost Luomen.

Now that it has come to this point, how can I be soft, the demonic power infused with the ancient lamp in my body can no longer allow myself to stop, you can only blame your grandfather for boasting about Haikou: "My Ning family will let you return to the demon domain in the future."

"The ancient lamp was stolen by the old master into the ancient holy site"

"I hope you can come back"

The old monk smiled and said, the despair on his face turned into a stone-like crack, in order to stimulate the ancient lamp, it was worth spending half of the cultivation, if you want to get free, you must take a risk, the withered vines and old trees are deserted temples, the lonely grave is smoking, the sun rises, where is there any Lanruo Temple at this time, it is a lifeless mass grave, the deep darkness even if it is the light of the sun, can not be thrown in, outsiders also call the ghost capital here, once buried 100,000 people of the dead place.