Lan Gongzi was like a ghost, invisible and invisible, floating directly to the other end of the temple, and then jumped down.

Chen Fusheng followed here, and his steps stopped.

There is a cliff in front of you!

The cliffs are shrouded in dense fog, and the jagged cliffs can be faintly seen. Other than that, I couldn't see anything clearly, only the wind was blowing and howling, like a volley.

If you don't climb to the top of this temple, there is no way to know that there is a cliff behind the temple.

Chen Fusheng saw the phantom of Lan Gongzi and disappeared below.

But he didn't jump down in a hurry, but bent his fingers to ask a hexagram, silently asking about the past.

After a while, I got a hexagram "winding path leads to seclusion".

This hexagram can be said to be flat and straightforward, and at first glance, you can know that it is a hexagram.

Chen Fusheng took a deep breath and jumped down without hesitation.

I felt like a falling stone, the wind whined in my ears, the cold wind and cold air continued to hit my face, and my breathing was sluggish.

Looking down from the top of the temple, the cliff is so deep that it is impossible to see clearly. But Chen Fusheng felt that he hadn't fallen for much time, so he fell on a thick pine branch.

This fluffy branch is like a quilt, and I don't know how many years it has accumulated. Chen Fusheng fell down, unscathed, and was easily beared.

He quickly got up and looked around.

It can be seen that it is indeed a huge ancient pine, lush and forested, with lush branches and leaves, and protruding to form a "platform" that can be lifted.

At the end of the pine, on the cliff where it was rooted, a black hole appeared.

Chen Fusheng stepped on the branches and walked straight to the cliff hole.

"Come in. ”

The voice of Lan Gongzi came from inside the cave.

Chen Fusheng stepped in.

There was a sudden darkness in front of him, and the endless cold breath seemed to condense into substance, and it invaded in bursts.

The surrounding area was full of fog, and it was completely difficult to see the direction.

"Come with me. ”

The phantom of Lan Gongzi appeared in the thick fog and floated forward.

Chen Fusheng followed closely.

I don't know how much time I've been walking, and I don't know where I've walked.

Suddenly, Lan Gongzi's figure stopped, and said in a ghostly voice:

"Raise your sword and cut through the fog in front of you. ”

Chen Fusheng immediately stopped and concentrated, with a sword in his hand.

Sword out!

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The thunder on the sword flashed, and the dragon-shaped Xuanhe's fierce qi machine had not yet been launched.

The thick fog in front of me was like a knife cutting tofu, splitting in half in an instant.

Moment.

All visible fog, as if uncovered by an invisible hand, kept dispersing.

Gradually revealing a space that is not big or small.

Chen Fusheng put away his sword and observed carefully.

The space he was in at the moment was like in the belly of a mountain.

All around are sharp and angular sharp stones, as if they have been chiseled by a human awl and axe, struggling to open up. Form a cave that looks like a circle and a square with a radius of about 100 steps.

He was standing at the entrance to this cave.

There was still a thick fog behind him, and he couldn't see any way out.

The dome above the cave is also rocky and rough. However, there were phosphorescent speckled crystals, and a large amount of faint cold light poured down.

Other than that, the whole cave was empty and nothing else.

"Pick a name, your temple, how do you want to name it?"

Lan Gongzi smiled slightly.

As he spoke, his figure gradually became clear. It's like a picture without lines, gradually sketched with brush and ink, showing his original appearance.

In the blink of an eye, the man in Chen Fusheng's image, who was nine feet tall, tall as a pine, and had a very temperamental temperament, floated in front of him.

Lan Gongzi is still handsome, with sword eyebrows and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. The silver hair is meticulously combed, showing a plump spirit like jade.

He was still nothing, almost transparent, floating like a ghost.

"Name?" Chen Fusheng was slightly stunned.

"The temple view is complete, it is the spiritual kiln. After the spiritual kiln, there is the road to the spiritual mountain!"

"Every spiritual mountain in the world has a name. ”

With a little smile, Lan Gongzi proudly took his hand and said slowly:

"Although your spiritual kiln has not yet been completed, the spiritual mountain is farther. But I still expect you to have this achievement! With your qualifications, if you can't attack the Spirit Mountain, won't it be in vain for me to take you as an apprentice?"

Chen Fusheng already understood the temperament of this named master, so he didn't say much, silently meditated for a moment, and then bowed solemnly and dignifiedly:

"Teacher, I have thought about it, and I will name it - Jian Kai!"

"Oh, why did you choose this name?" Lan Gongzi looked at Chen Fusheng with interest.

"I have an iron sword in my hand, and it has helped me immensely for as long as I can remember. The swordsmanship granted to me by Lan Gongzi also benefited me a lot. Plus, it's me who slashes through the fog and opens up this place!"

"So, I want to name it 'Sword Kai' to show my heart!"

Lan Gongzi nodded slowly in approval:

"That's right, a sword rises, open up the avenue! This name is very meaningful, then as you wish, this place is named 'Sword Kai'!"

"Thank you for your success!" Chen Fusheng saluted solemnly.

Lan Gongzi looked around the entire cave and said in a deep voice:

"Before you build a temple, there are some things that you have to tell you to know. ”

"I am the inheritance of the soldiers, and I will create a temple for you, no matter how I cover it up, I will leave a little imprint of the soldiers here. ”

"According to the rules, in the nameless town where the spirit kiln can be contested, each cultivation faction can only have one temple. ”

"So, when your temple is established, this rule will be broken. Then in the future, there will definitely be military cultivators who will come to you for trouble, so you have to be prepared. ”

Chen Fusheng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

After thinking about it, since there is no Taoist background to support it, and the trouble caused by getting Lan Gongzi's help to create a temple should also be accepted calmly.

What's more, the cultivation world talks about rules and reasoning, and it also looks at strength!

The bright moon shines on the river, and the breeze blows the hills.

As long as your fists are hard enough and the sword in your hand is sharp enough, what can't you solve?

"What the teacher said, the disciple should keep in mind!" Chen Fusheng said calmly.

"Good. ”

Lan Gongzi bowed his head, said no more, and took a few steps forward.

He grabbed in the air in the void.

Immediately, there was a colorful "streamer" in the palm of the hand.

Lan Gongzi put his palm on the "streamer" and stroked it gently.

Moment.

A long "streamer" was broken into dozens of pieces.

Then, Lan Gongzi pointed like a sword, and clicked on each "streamer" one by one.

With each click, this "streamer" shot out in the air and landed in a corner.

Moment!

Rumble~~

A "streamer" fell to the ground, and it was like an underground pillar in an instant.

The majestic column of the dome of the ground has taken shape in an instant and stands steadily. Down to the earth, on the top of the high dome, solemn and majestic.

Columns one after the other, sprung up in all corners.

Just blink for a moment.

In the entire space, dozens of columns have been formed.

The magnificent and unpredictable atmosphere, like the tide in an instant, suddenly evokes the perception of God and sacredness.

Chen Fusheng observed attentively, his heart pounding.

This is my temple view!!

Through observation, Chen Fusheng could see that the "streamers" with seven colors and nine colors should be the essence of luck in the territory of Baoqi Town.

Every cultivator regards the luck of his life, but in the hands of Lan Gongzi, it seems to be at his fingertips, swaying freely.

Luck descended, and the space in the cave took shape.

Whether it is up and down, left and right, outside and inside, there are indescribable ups and downs of momentum, like a hazy temple.

Lan Gongzi didn't look back, just stretched out his hand:

"Bring the Underworld Walker you captured. ”

Chen Fusheng immediately took out the "Futu Mother Lock", injected mana, and shook it gently with the hole in the bottom towards Lan Gongzi.

Moment.

Two black balls entangled like mist burst out and landed in Lan Gongzi's palm.

"Yes, it's an underworld walker!"

Lan Gongzi didn't even look at it, as if he knew what was in his palm, smiled slightly, and threw it forward casually.

Rumble~~

The two black balls landed in an instant without any struggle, and suddenly turned into a mixed black mist, forming a strangely shaped altar.

But this altar is only a shadow, not a substance.

Lan Gongzi waved his hand like a sword, pointed forward, and paused slightly.

Whoa~~

A series of muffled voices rang out.

Under the ethereal altar, the ground seemed to be sprayed, and a large number of unsightly appearances were unseemly, as if strange "stones" were springing up.

Then, in front of Chen Fusheng's eyes, it was extremely fast like a swaying afterimage, and all the things that poured out quickly surrounded and spliced.

The altar, which was originally illusory, was formed inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just a few breaths later.

A unique shape, the outer ring flashes with seven colors and nine colors, the inside is like a wellhead, and the upper end of the void floating shadow is full of colorful streamers, and the altar of complete substance appears.

"Fusheng, leave a name with a sword, go. Lan Gongzi said indifferently.

Chen Fusheng took a deep breath and took a few steps forward, approaching the altar.

Then concentrate on the sword and aim the tip of the sword at the current side.

Volley engraved - sword open.

The word "sword open", after the writing is completed, instantly appears like a relief at the front of the altar.

Immediately, in the darkness, there seemed to be an unpredictable qi machine descending.

Chen Fusheng sensed the increase of qi and body, and his spirit and heart trembled.

Moment!

The right palm of his sword, slightly hot, as if there was an extra brand.

Chen Fusheng immediately looked at it carefully.

It can be seen that in the palm of the hand, there are indeed a little more traces of beans. It is like a mark rendered by seven colors and nine colors, and it is like a miniature and extremely small altar image.

Meanwhile.

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Laugh at~~

A continuous humming sound.

On the dome, those wonderful crystals, like starlight, converged and shone downward. All of them were reflected in the sky above the altar, and it was mysterious.

"Okay, the merit is complete, and the temple view has been completed!"

Lan Gongzi flicked his sleeves lightly and let out a clear drink.

The whole space, as if in silence, trembled for a moment. Then the silence and tranquility were restored, like the vicissitudes of eternity, flowing with the tranquility of endless years.

Chen Fusheng stood beside the altar, shook his palms lightly, and closed his eyes.

From the imprint of his palm, it stretched to the altar, then to the entire temple, and then to the nameless mountain peak outside the cave.

At this moment, everything that he sensed, as if he was connected by blood, was all displayed in his heart.

Every breath and breath resonates.

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