This is an ancient temple, not only an ancient temple that existed when it existed, but it is known that there are many stories about it in the world of cultivating immortals.

Countless years later, the story gradually began to become a legend, and the legend was submerged in the red world, but this ancient temple still exists in this land. I don't know how many years, maybe it should have been weathered a long time ago, but why does it still exist? Under the decay, what is supporting it to refuse to disperse?

Why does it exist?

The beginning of the story, and how to decide the ending.

The ending, how should it end, and after the ending, will there be an ending?

No one knows the Dao, mortals have long been in the past, the world of cultivating immortals only knows that the Dao is a forbidden place, a forbidden place that cannot be approached, even if it is as powerful as a scattered immortal, it is still discolored, so everyone is afraid, but they don't know what the Dao is afraid of, only that the Dao Scattered Immortals do not dare to step into this ancient temple that is listed as a forbidden place.

And this is Lanruo Temple!

A temple that originally existed in the mortal world, a temple that didn't even have immortal cultivators, but it had existed for countless years, and the longest-living scattered immortals in the immortal cultivation world didn't know its true origin.

"How many people, are you unwilling?"

No one moved, and the atmosphere was somewhat frozen, but in the end it was the scholar who broke the atmosphere.

Ma Feiyun gritted his teeth, it's like this anyway, it's a big deal, why be afraid of it?

"The younger generation has worshiped the seniors, but I don't know that the seniors are cultivating here, so I bothered them. Ma Feiyun walked in and bowed.

This man looked to be in his twenties, about the same age as Ma Feiyun, dressed in a white scholarly robe, which was a little old, but very clean. I saw this scholar waving his hand and said with a smile: "Xiaosheng is just a sour scholar, not like you and other immortal cultivators, how can there be a senior's say? ”

Outside, Huang Daopo looked at Drunk Qingfeng and asked, "Drunk real person, how is it good?"

"Hehe, that kid has all gone in, I've been cultivating for hundreds of years and achieving Yuanying, can it be that he can't even be as good as this Jindan kid?" Drunk Qingfeng chuckled lightly and stepped into Lanruo Temple.

"Hmph!" Huang Daopo snorted coldly and followed in.

The scholar was still polite, but the meaning in his words was bright in the hearts of several people. Before Death...... This guy is not a living person, but a spirit ghost!

Lanruo Temple has existed for countless years, and this guy just doesn't cultivate at all, and his strength is absolutely powerful.

"Hehe, Xiaosheng doesn't know the years of reading here, but I don't want to have three people coming, which really makes Xiaosheng happy. I don't know what about my big business?

The three of them looked at each other in their hearts, and at this time, Ma Feiyun's heart also jumped, and he couldn't help but look at the two Yuanying real people. Nima, it turns out that there is such an old antique here, no wonder you two dare not come in!

"Ahem, the predecessors didn't know that the Great Shang Dynasty was founded for 8,700 years, and it was replaced by King Wu of Zhou 20,000 years ago. Now, for example, today is the Great Qin and the Great Han to divide the world. This was said by Drunken Qingfeng, and he understood these things more clearly.

After the Battle of Yingcheng, the state of Chu had completely collapsed, and the territory was divided between the Qin and Han dynasties in less than ten days.

"So, King Da Yi has passed away, and Dashang no longer exists in the world? How can this be? How can this be? How can this be so? King Da Yi, you have a word, how can Dashang be destroyed in just 9,000 years?"

The scholar was a little unconvinced, or rather shocked.

"Senior, nine thousand years is already a long time, and the longest existing dynasty, the Great Zhou, is only 11,000 years. Drunk Qingfeng explained with a wry smile.

The scholar was suddenly stunned, and said to himself: "The longest, but only 11,000 years? Impossible, Great Xia has existed for no less than 100,000 years, and the era of the Three Emperors is even longer, has the dynasty weakened to such a point?"

"What?" several people didn't hear clearly, even though their ears were extremely powerful, but they only felt that the bees were 'buzzing' their wings in their ears, and they couldn't listen carefully at all.

"Nothing. ”

The scholar shook his head with a smile, and suddenly looked at Ma Feiyun: "Your eyes are very good, you have a strong blood vein power, if you can completely exert the strength in it, it should be able to make your strength tenfold." However, this force is an evil force, so I hope you can use it with caution. ”

"Huh?"

Drunk Qingfeng and Huang Daopo looked at it when they heard this, and at this time, they really looked at Ma Feiyun's strange eyes. This sight shocked their hearts.

The blood red is red, and the middle pupils are all blood red, but there are three black hooks in the blood red. And in the eyes, you can see the blood vessels that are like green tendons, which are not a little thinner than the green tendons on your hands.

What kind of eyes are these, how can they be so terrifying!

Scarlet Shura, this name is really not wrong at all. This is a pair of eyes that only a netherworld Shura has, just by looking at it, he feels that his heart has been hit by a lot of impact, and his strength is a little lower, I am afraid that his eyes will take his mind. This is not at all like the strength that the human world can have!

Could it be that this blood-colored Shura ancestor has Shura bloodline? Otherwise, how could he inherit this terrifying power!

They believe that this senior has no reason to deceive them. This evil power is definitely from the Netherworld. Moreover, the power has definitely not been fully exerted!

Ma Feiyun smiled bitterly: "The seniors have praised it falsely, and the younger generations are just ants in the red world after all." ”

"You have a great hatred in your heart, and the influence of these eyes...... Xiaosheng advises you, hatred is only the scenery of your life after all, not your end. The road is your own way, and as a result, no one can give it to you, only you can master it. Moreover, you have a lot of blood succession, I'm afraid many people will covet it!" the scholar smiled and glanced at Drunken Qingfeng and Huang Daopo.

There was a little more embarrassment on the faces of the two, they did have no grievances with Ma Feiyun, and it was completely right to covet them. If it was said that it was an order from the sect at the beginning, then now they are also a little moved.

The amount of blood inheritance power has always been an enviable existence in the immortal cultivation world!

There are hundreds of millions of mortals, but there are only 10 million people who can become immortal cultivators, and there are only 10,000 people who can inherit the blood line. As long as there is enough time for them to grow, every blood inheritor will be a powerful existence in the immortal cultivation world.

Didn't grow up, that's all nonsense.

Blood succession plundering, this is a common thing in the immortal cultivation world, but the amount of blood inheritance power is not something that anyone can afford, but there will always be people who are crazy to snatch it.

It also makes sense that Xiao Chen, the young sect master of Baiyun Mountain, has a heavenly spirit vein but does not dare to spread it. Baiyun Mountain is very strong, but there are sects or characters that are stronger than Baiyun Mountain!

The amount of blood inheritance is a godsend, and there is an ancestral inheritance, which is insufficient.

But Ma Feiyun's blood relay power is enough to make any sect or strong person excited.

"Hehe, hatred? If you don't understand the knot, how can you step into the pinnacle? Even if you are incarnated as Shura, the younger generation doesn't care. Ma Feiyun said coldly.

"I also ask my seniors to tell me a way out, and when I have time in the future, I will accompany my predecessors to talk about the green lantern. ”

The scholar smiled, he didn't care about the coldness in Ma Feiyun's tone. It's like adults don't care about children.

"It's closed, and there's only one way out there. But with you and the other three, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out. ”

"Senior, is there really a way out?"

Huang Daopo was overjoyed and asked aloud.

"There is a way, but it is difficult to get out. Well, it's dark!"

The scholar suddenly said inexplicably.

The road is near, the road is at the end, and there is always a road. The road is rough, and it is impossible to predict where it will end at the last end.