In the night, a figure walked quickly along the street, and when there was a sudden fire behind him, he came to the outside of a temple.

At this time, the Baiyun Temple looks quiet from the outside, even with the eyes of the monks, you can't see the incense rising during the day, but there are wisps of demonic energy, which are entrenched in the sky above the temple.

When Shen Lang saw this scene, his heart suddenly sank, although he had already prepared, but after really seeing the changes in Baiyun Temple, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

From this point of view, not to mention wanting to get the help of the Buddhist monks of Baiyun Temple, I am afraid that even the people inside are already fierce and unlucky at this moment.

"There is a breeze in the world, always by my side."

He whispered, and a mighty qi emerged from his body, dissipating between heaven and earth, and a wisp of wind came in response to the sound and wrapped around his body.

This is exactly the method of the Confucian monks, at the cost of Haoran Qi, to a certain extent, to achieve 'words and laws'.

With a wisp of breeze on his body, Shen Lang's body suddenly had a touch of demonic inviolation, and his body appeared lighter and lighter, just a light touch on the ground with his toes, and his body jumped up to the temple wall as light as a swallow.

However, when Shen Lang climbed over the high wall and stepped into the Baiyun Temple, there was immediately a demonic wind, and several cold lights suddenly appeared in the howling wind.

Seeing this, the scholar did not show a panicked look on his face, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly, and caught a few iron darts hidden in the wind, as for the demon wind that could shake people's souls, it was offset by the breeze on his body.

"Lang Lang Qiankun, the demons and evil have dispersed!"

He suddenly drank in a low voice, and the mighty qi on his body suddenly swept out, sweeping away all the demonic qi around him.

At this time, Shen Lang, in the Baiyun Temple, which was full of demonic energy, was like a bright fire in the dark night, and a mighty aura gushed out, which immediately attracted a series of eyes hidden in the dark.

However, he ignored this, his face straightened slightly, and then he strode towards the temple courtyard.

The demon wind did not stop along the way, but he was never able to add his body, which really responded to his words, all demons and evil will not invade.

Not long after, the courtyard located at the back of the temple appeared in front of him in a gust of demon wind, but at this moment, Shen Lang showed hesitation.

Although he has confidence in himself, but the journey has been too smooth, it really makes him feel a little drumming in his heart, could it be that this is the only way for demons and evil here?

But if there are only such means, how can it be possible to occupy a Baiyun Temple, and if you really become a Buddhist monk, you can only chant the scriptures and chant the Buddha!

"That's it, you're going to have to treat me to a drink when you get back."

Shen Lang sighed, gritted his teeth and said to himself: "It must be the kind of money and silver pot!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he walked towards the courtyard in front of him, and there was a feeling of 'the wind is sluggish and the water is cold'.

It's just that this step fell, and as soon as his figure crossed the courtyard gate in front of him, the things in front of him were turned upside down for a while, and a sense of pulling arose.

After a few breaths, when everything was abnormal, Shen Lang found himself in a dimly lit hall.

There were only sporadic candle flames here, which could only light up a very small area, and in the line of sight, a hideous-faced god statue was staring at the scholars in the hall with angry eyes.

Among these statues, there are both the Dharma Protector Vajra of Buddhism and the Bodhisattva Buddha, but the former is just that, even the latter who should have a kind face, at this moment is angry and hideous, like a hellish ghost.

"The world is like hell, evil spirits are in the world, let go of the obsession in my heart and enter my Elysium."

The magnificent voice suddenly sounded in the main hall, like a magic sound filling his ears, and finally echoed in Shen Lang's heart.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes looked around with disgust, and he muttered that he didn't know what he was talking about, but suddenly there was a yellowed book in his hand.

"If you want to say this, I'll be strong, come on, come, I'll talk to you about our Confucian holy words."

The scholar grinned, the breeze blew on his body, and the book in his hand opened by itself, and there was a clear light blooming on the first page, and the words jumped on the page, as if they had life.

The next moment, the gods in the hall walked down the altar together, raising their hands towards Shen Lang with angry faces.

A clear light has also flourished since then, almost filling the entire candlelit hall, and a magnificent and solemn voice sounds, but it is the article of the Confucian sage that is recited.

……

Thundered!!!

A violent roar rang out like thunder, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

A figure flew upside down from the smoke and dust in the sky, rolled out on the ground in embarrassment, and then smashed against a thick wall.

Zhao Yuansong leaned against the courtyard wall, at this time, he was not only wearing a drape, but the robe on his body was also torn, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

Looking at the glittering City God Temple, he couldn't help but let out a wry smile, he had been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, but he didn't expect that this time he capsized in the gutter and walked into someone else's trap.

At that moment before, he almost thought that he was really going to give his life here.

Sighing slightly, Zhao Yuansong stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered up from the ground, and then waved his hand, and the long sword that had been punched into the courtyard earlier immediately flew upside down and was firmly held by him.

He slowly walked towards the main hall of the City God Temple in front of him, and with each step he fell, the aura on his body would rise by one point, and even more Ling Yan sword qi would flow out from his body.

After more than ten breaths, a middle-aged man with a bright golden light, wearing mighty armor and holding a heavy spear walked out of the main hall of the City God Temple.

He was more than three feet tall, like a giant, and his body was wrapped in a thick mist of incense, as if a god had descended into the world.

In fact, this middle-aged man is indeed a god, and he is the city god here.

It's just that the city god, who was supposed to guard one side and prevent the people from being harmed by evil spirits, was shining with scarlet light in his eyes at this moment, and under the power of that rich incense fire, there was a rolling demonic qi surging, obviously he had entered the demon path.

This city god who had lost his mind suddenly raised the heavy spear in his hand and waved it towards the small figure in front of him.

A semi-circular wheel of light shot out, and appeared in front of Zhao Yuansong in an instant, and he could barely open his eyes under the golden light, as if he was going to directly break it apart.

"Ahh

Zhao Yuansong let out a loud shout, and against the terrifying power in front of him, he raised the long sword in his hand with difficulty.

It was at this moment that when the long sword slashed out horizontally, the brilliant sword light rose like a great sun, and the aura on his body suddenly rose several times, and the majestic essence in his body was instantly restrained and integrated into the qi sea dantian.

However, in the snap of his fingers, surging pure mana gushed out from his dantian, rushing within the meridians, and several spiritual soul lights fell, dispelling many obstacles in his body.

This elder brother of the outer gate of the Nine Xuanmen actually broke through the realm between life and death, and stepped into the spiritual realm of the second realm in one fell swoop, also known as the barrier-breaking realm!

When all the light dissipated, Zhao Yuansong slowly opened his eyes, the unprecedented essence light in his eyes was flickering, and at this moment, his aura had climbed to the peak of his cultivation.

"Now...... It's my turn! ”

He muttered softly, then glanced down at the sword in his hand, slowly gathering it above his head.

Seeing this scene, Cheng God's face couldn't help but show a dignified color, and the scarlet fierce light in his eyes became a little richer.

"Slash!"

Zhao Yuansong let out a low snort, and the long sword in his hand slashed down.

An earthy yellow sword light flew out, and instantly appeared in front of the city god.

However, the golden body, which was more than three zhang high, subconsciously took a few steps back when facing this sword light that was only half a zhang long, and blocked it in front of him with a heavy spear.

In the eyes of this city god, that small sword light seemed to transform into a mountain peak, as if it had the weight of ten thousand pounds.

Rumble!!!

At the moment when the sword light fell, the golden body of the city god, which was more than three feet high, was suddenly smashed into the main hall behind him, and the entire temple suddenly collapsed, turning into a ruin with a few snaps of his fingers.

Among the layers of bricks and tiles, the golden light that should have been dazzling dimmed in an instant, and even the thick layers of incense clouds above the City God Temple gradually became fragmented at this moment.

When Zhao Yuansong slowly walked towards the collapsed hall, a famous priest appeared from the left and right side halls, either holding thick books, or holding brushes engraved with flowers and birds, and military generals with swords and spears, wearing heavy armor.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuansong took a deep breath, let the mana in his body rush in the meridians, and his sword qi gradually became condensed.

……

"If you don't have a back hand, will you have to wait for death here after the sage's article is dispersed?!"

Ji Yuan looked at the old man in front of him with a solemn face, and his eyebrows were already tightly wrinkled together.

He never thought that the Zhao family, which was black and white in a radius of hundreds of miles, would only have a wooden building that copied the articles of Confucian sages as its last resort.

Even if you don't talk about the precious and abnormal divine weapons, as well as the powerful magic weapons of incalculable value, how can there be a few entry talismans that even martial artists can use, right?

Hearing this, Old Man Zhao's face was full of bitterness, and he let out a long sigh: "Over the years, in order to maintain the status of the Zhao family, I don't know how much money has been dispersed. ”

He told Ji Yuan that the Zhao family was indeed very rich, but it was limited to gold and silver, but almost all the things that the monks could use were taken to the county town to make connections, and there was really not much left in the family.

Old Man Zhao even made it clear that there is a lot of gold and silver in the treasure house at home, and even many antique cultural toys, as well as jewelry that is rarely seen on the market.

But these things have no effect on the current disaster of the Zhao family.

And after calming down, Ji Yuan also figured out the key, as the head of a family of three factions, the power of black and white within a radius of hundreds of miles, it is obviously impossible for the imperial court to let it have, too many heavy weapons beyond the scope of control.

And the Zhao family has not yet existed, so they can ignore the confidence of the imperial court in the local area, so in addition to the regular reserves, they dare not leave at all, and they must spend an astonishing price every year to make some connections in the county town.

"In this way, when the sage articles on the building dissipate, we will have to rely on ourselves."

Jiang He glanced at the little Taoist priest beside him, and then whispered.

If there were no other means or hole cards, the Zhao family at this time would indeed not be able to help anything, and they would even need to be distracted to support.

Although there are still more than a dozen martial artists left in the Zhao family, plus a few domestic servants who are not low, and the old man Zhao who is strong enough to rank in the top three within a radius of hundreds of miles.

But these people are either seriously injured, or they have seriously overdrawn the strength in their bodies, let alone dealing with a second-realm evil thing, even if it is a few young and strong men who are not skilled in martial arts, I am afraid that they can surround and kill them with a little effort.

"If that's the case, we'd better find a way to deal with the evil things out there before the sage's article dissipates."

Xu Qiqi said with a deep face.

If the sage's article is still there, it will naturally be able to shelter the people of the Zhao family in the wooden building, and there is no need for them to be distracted to protect it, and they can concentrate on dealing with the evil thing that is causing trouble.

But fortunately, although the other party has two realm cultivation, but its heels are yin and evil, as long as the way to deal with it is appropriate, it is not impossible to fight with it.

If they change their heels, I am afraid that at this time, they will not think about fighting hard, but should think about how to escape from here.

"If Daoist Ji decides to kill the evil thing, can he rescue the old man's young son?"

When Old Man Zhao heard about the plans of the three of them, he looked excited.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbed Ji Yuan's wrist hard, and then said with tears: "My young son Yuebai has been robbed by evil creatures for two days, and he still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!" ”