"Envoy, is there anything wrong with this Dragon Worship Sect?"

Jiang Ge noticed the strangeness of the closed night.

Feng Ye glanced at Jiang Ge.

"Since Wenjun has joined the Poetry Society, there are some things that can be revealed to you...... The old president of the Poetry Society was inspired by the moon and learned that the Worship Dragon Sect seems to be planning something big, and that's why I'm here."

"Big deal?"

"I don't know too much about the immortals involved," Feng Ye shook his head.

"But in the image of the moon enlightenment that the old president received, the source of all the changes is related to a temple."

Temple?

Jiang Ge's eyelids jumped slightly.

Is it such a coincidence?

His curse is a temple that chases him through the illusion realm to the ruined temple, should it ......

Feng Ye didn't find Jiang Ge's strange behavior, "This temple should only appear in the illusion realm of the Dragon Palace City region, Wen Jun, have you seen any traces of anything like that?"

"I'm sorry, Sir, I've never seen anything like this."

Jiang Ge pondered for a while, and said regretfully.

"It doesn't matter, that temple is the source of all mutations, and it's normal that you can't meet an apprentice." Feng Ye said with relief.

Jiang Ge was about to continue to listen to some information, but suddenly felt something.

There was a faint rumbling sound in the distance.

This feeling......

Not good!

Jiang Ge's right eyelid jumped.

He's been in the realm too long.

The ruined temple has come to the door!

It's time to run!

Fortunately, at this time, he and Feng Ye had already come to the vicinity of the three forks, as long as they were not disturbed, they could already get out of the illusion world, and there was no big problem.

However, it doesn't seem good to just leave.

Jiang Ge's mind turned.

"Greeter, look over there, there's something coming!"

"Huh? Like a temple?"

Feng Ye frowned, and also noticed that something was wrong, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

After looking at it for a while, his brows suddenly stretched, and his eyes lit up with a strange light.

"Temple!

Could it be the source of the mutation I'm looking for?!"

"Temple? What temple? Envoy, I can't see it?" Jiang Ge's eyes widened and he said.

"Can't you see? Yes, the essence of the source of this mutation does not seem to be at the First Day Gate, and it cannot be seen without the senses of those who know it."

I see, can I see this temple because I already have the characteristics of a Knower, or because this broken temple has something to do with me? Jiang Ge groaned secretly.

At this time, Feng Ye also seemed to see something, "This ruined temple seems to be coming at us, the person who came is not good, Wenjun, you return to the present world first, and leave it to me here."

"Emissary...... What about you?" Jiang Ge said with concern.

Feng Ye smiled confidently, and was a little more satisfied with Jiang Ge in his heart, with his hands behind his back, and said suddenly.

"Don't worry, I'm the strength of a knower, and this thing can't hurt me."

"I live in Dragon Palace City, No. XX Road, XX, you can come to this place to find me after tonight."

Feng Ye thought about it, as if he was afraid that Jiang Ge would not be able to find him in this way, so he thoughtfully reported a series of phone numbers.

"Take care, Sir. Messenger!"

Listening to the louder and louder rumbling sound in the distance, Jiang Ge hurriedly said that he had written it down, and then hurriedly went offline.

It's boiling.

Jiang Ge's figure disappeared into the illusionary world.

Feng Ye looked at the ruined temple again.

"It's a temple, but it's strange that it has four legs."

"No, today's luck is good, Liu Wenjun, this kid, is really my lucky star! I've been looking for the source of the anomaly for so long, and I've actually sent it to my door."

Feng Ye smiled, put his hands behind his back, and was about to observe.

But I found the broken temple that came wildly, and the footsteps

However, it stagnated, and the four legs were retracted, and the void appeared, as if it was about to disappear into the illusory realm where the first day gate was located.

"What's going on? It's going to disappear?"

"How can a duck in your mouth let you run, I want to see what you are!"

I saw the moonlight circulating in Feng Ye's hand.

The sound of chanting echoed in the illusionary world.

"Swap the virtual and the real, give me the reverse!"

But he saw an illusory light shoot out of his hand and shine on the ruined temple.

Instead, there are signs of solidification.

The phenomenon of the virtual transformation of the broken temple suddenly stopped, and then it turned from virtual to real.

Four pitch-black stone legs stretched out, stood up again, and slowly turned around to look at Feng Ye.

Feng Ye's face twitched twice, and he realized that he seemed to have done something stupid.

In the next second, I saw that the huge broken temple was actually furious.

The four legs almost flung out of the afterimage, and slammed into him at a terrifying speed.

Feng Ye hurriedly wanted to undo the influence of the invisible art.

only to find that the power of the exchange of virtual and real has been absorbed by the broken temple, and even has some kind of chain reaction.

"It seems that it can't be closed, but fortunately I let Wen Jun go back! The moonlight is guiding me back, and there is no shame in retreating!"

Seal the night to make a judgment.

The moonlight appeared under his feet, his speed increased, and he turned his head and ran.

Quickly distance yourself from the broken temple, and you must be in your heart.

"Careless! It was definitely under the influence of some kind of force just now that I used the power of the virtual and real exchange on the ruined temple, causing it to change."

"Fortunately, with the scale of this broken temple, even if there is that, it won't last long."

But when he looked back, he suddenly felt a sense of death.

only to see that the whole ruined temple appeared virtual again.

The four stone legs of the broken temple suddenly bent into a deformed arc.

Gather momentum!

Jump!

Bang!

The land of the illusory world instantly opened four large holes.

Under the action of the thrust of terror.

The whole ruined temple flew into the sky in a strange posture, spiraling at 360 degrees.

Then sweep through a twisted arc.

A dark shadow hung over the head.

Feng Ye's face twitched wildly, and he found that he had been locked.

But no matter how he changed direction, the ruined temple was like a rampaging mud cart, and it was rushing straight towards him.

Boom——!

Feng Ye flew out like a rag doll.

And that is the day.

The sound of an ambulance rang out at Councillor Lim's home.

…………

Earthly.

Jiang Ge woke up from his dream.

Reluctantly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and looked out the window.

It was a little bright, about five o'clock in the morning.

"The Wing Moon School's Night Closure...... The strength of the Knowing."

Jiang Ge touched his chin, "I remember that the ruined temple seemed to disappear after I left......

"It's weird, why do you feel uneasy, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Standing up from the bed, Jiang Ge washed up and sat down at the desk to think.

"Feng Ye said that the big things that the Dragon Worship Sect was going on were related to the broken temple, and then the broken temple became my "Broken Temple Curse" because I absorbed the dragon egg......

"In other words, the big things that the Worship Dragon Cult is going on have something to do with me?"

"It seems that we still have to find a way to improve our strength!"

"The 'Secret Record of Moving Mountains' needs to be cultivated, and there is still a night seal, so we have to find a way to see if we can have more information, or the invisible technique can come out."

"Speaking of the night, it seems like telling me an address and phone number."

Jiang Ge recalled the scene at that time, and the expression on his face suddenly became exciting.

"How does this call feel like I've made?"

"Isn't this the phone number of Councilor Lin's house?"

He still remembers that when he was a messenger of justice, he made that call!

Tidy things up.

Wait until it's almost seven o'clock.

Jiang Ge came to the phone booth and dialed the phone.

"Crooked, Ah? That Lin Xunlin, has there been any news here, and has anyone lived in their family recently?"

"Yes? Okay, wait! What's that? Hit by a mud truck? Now it's being rescued?!"