The fox sharpened its paws, and there was an unknown hint in his eyes.

"The Holy Land is silent." The old Taoist priest glanced at Ning An and his party with some disdain.

These people... It's really not a serious origin. I don't know the biggest taboo in the industry, it seems to be a group of little kids who are still shallow.

Ning An's scolding words were gagged in his mouth, and he finally swallowed it back.

There is nothing wrong with the old Taoist priest's words.

Wen Luoyan's fingers lightly tapped the hilt of the knife on his waist, and Yun Qingge pulled Wen Luoyan up the stairs when he saw this.

The temper of his junior brother is getting worse and worse.

Why argue with a bunch of ordinary people.

Ning An hugged the fox and hurriedly followed, Feng Qi glanced at the little Taoist priest lightly, and hurriedly followed.

"You!" The little Taoist priest pointed to the backs of several people and gritted his teeth.

When he went upstairs, a whisk of dust lay in front of Yun Qingge.

Yun Qingge: ......

Her fists were pumping.

The old Taoist priest took the first step to stand on the stone steps, and then looked at the group condescendingly.

The little Taoist priest stood at the end.

"Since ancient times, yin and yang have not committed crimes, if yin and yang converge, we must not only keep people, but also leave ghost roads."

"If you offend, you can't do it."

The old Taoist priest's voice was old, but it did not lose its vitality, and the dust was gently placed on the crook of his arm, looking at everyone seriously.

"Lean against the wall."

After the explanation, he turned his head to look at the end of the stone steps visible to the light and extinction, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and made a strange salute.

Go up.

Yun Qingge put his hands around his chest, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and his apricot eyes were a little more charming.

This old Taoist priest is quite upright, and his mind is still relatively open-minded.

I even feel sorry for the ghost.

Tut.

It seems that there are people in the world who think that the theory of racial equality is valid.

Gee!

With this awareness, I am afraid that I will be able to achieve positive results.

Even if you can't cultivate immortals, maybe you can still be a ghost cultivator or a monster after you die, which can be regarded as a different kind of immortality.

Ning An also nodded thoughtfully.

There is nothing wrong with what the old Taoist priest said!

You should keep to the right, and if she is a ghost, then she must also obey the rules of going up and down the stairs.

If you don't follow the rules, once there is a collision, and then there is a stampede, wouldn't it be to make the headlines of the cultivation realm.

- Surprise! Because of his low quality, a certain immortal went upstairs without keeping to the right, and was accidentally trampled to death by a ghost!

- Thousands of roads, rules first!

...... The system feels that it has become unusually silent lately, which is a bit unlike itself.

It's not that it's quieter.

It's that it can't connect to the host at all!

God, fucking right!

Is the host's brain okay?

Wen Luoyan, who could hear Ning An's voice all the time, was silent for a while, and the word "trampling to death" was circling in his brain, and even began to have a picture.

Wen Luo said: "......"

I've never been so speechless.

Maybe it was the words of the old Taoist priest that had an impact on everyone, or maybe it was because the temple was too quiet and made people feel awe.

No one spoke again. Everyone walked up in silence.

Ning An hugged the fox tightly, his fingers kneading on the fox's ears.

It's so quiet!

It was so quiet that it seemed as if time stood still in the temple.

The wagging tails reminded Ning An from time to time that they were indeed moving.

After walking many floors, the stone steps became narrower and narrower, and the light lit up.

Probably... It's almost to the top.

Everyone's breath was almost stagnant, even the air was a sudden.

There was footsteps upstairs, hurried.

The old Taoist priest's face changed suddenly, and Huang Fu was withdrawn from his arms.

Wen Luoyan stopped tapping on the hilt of his knife, rubbed his thumb against his index finger, and then lightly rested on the hilt.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the group even stopped.

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of hurried downstairs.

A pink figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Yuanle?"

Before Ning An could see the face, a person popped up in his mind.

Pink dress, standard for the heroine, who will compete?

Ning An's voice lived up to expectations, and once again echoed in this small space.

caused the old Taoist priest to turn his head and glared at her several times.

The figure paused, obviously hesitating, as if he didn't expect to meet someone here.

"Senior brother, senior sister."

The figure approached, and gradually became visible.

It's Yuanle.

Ning An guessed correctly at all.

"Why are you here?" Wen Luoyan asked this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't even have the usual demeanor when he spoke.

There was a faint disgust in his tone, and a strong irritability.

"I... I'll investigate the monster ......" Yuan Le stood on the left, looking at the group, his voice a little timid.

The complexion is slightly pale.

Yun Qingge rolled her eyes, she really wanted to cover her ears on the spot.

Listening to every word Yuan Le said was disgusting.

When he heard the voice, he should have thrown a spell over and "mistakenly injured".

It's better to just kill someone.

Ning An stretched his neck to look upstairs, and only after a while did he speak in surprise: "What about Lin Bocheng?" ”

It's not scientific.

The female protagonist is not with the male protagonist? Could this be a private meeting with a male partner?

But she hasn't read the original book, but if she wants to have such a thing as a male partner, there will definitely be no shortage in such a book.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent for two seconds.

Wen Luoyan's hand clenched the handle of the knife almost as soon as he heard the name, and he made a subconscious movement.

After coming back to his senses, he turned his head to look at Ning An.

Liu Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, with a bit of fierceness.

The raider seems to be very interested in Lin Bocheng... What to do?

Killed?

Ning An shuddered.

"Lin Gongzi is in... I'm busy, I'll take a look first. Yuan Lelu's eyes were filled with moisture, and his face was full of nervousness.

It's like being bullied.

"But... But ...... "Ning An does not relent."

Isn't this scientific?

What did Lin Bocheng do to hurt the heavens and make Yuanle willing to run out alone?

"I'll go first! Goodbye, brother and sister. Yuan Le bowed obediently, and then ran down.

The echo was reverberating and deafening.

Yun Qingge turned his head and glanced at Yuan Le's back.

This woman... How not to stumble and fall.

Wen Luoyan looked upward.

Here... What's the secret?

"Bad luck." The little Taoist priest repeated.

How can there be such unruly people, and the holy place must not be noisy.

What if it brings disaster upon them?

The old Taoist priest squeezed the dust whisk in his hand, and he was also a little nervous.

Several people immediately walked upstairs quickly.

The roof of the building is very open and bright, with ventilation on all sides, and there is a statue of a god.

The idol covered his face with a red cloth.

"It used to be an observation deck!" Ning An stood on the side, looking at the open white mist, imagining the rippling blue water.

It's probably also magnificent.