He Shouweng's smiling face stiffened, and he hummed:

"Is Xiaoyou joking with the old man?"

Chen Fusheng still pointed to the hall behind him with a smile:

"Mr. Shouweng, you see that this hall is wide and large. We occupy the rear, you occupy the front. The two families lived in harmony and practiced separately. Wouldn't it be nice to talk about it in your spare time?"

He Shouweng turned his eyes to Zhu Yan and said lightly:

"Your friend, you don't make sense in what you say and do. Are you here to bully the old and mediocre?"

Zhu Yan didn't know why Chen Fusheng spoke like this, and couldn't help but blush.

"It's not getting early, since we're already here, let's rest first, and continue cleaning tomorrow. ”

Chen Fusheng completely ignored He Shouweng's dissatisfaction, stretched his waist directly, turned around and returned to the temple, walked under the three feet of the incense burner, and rested.

"You!!"

He Shouweng's face sank, and he had no previous amiable demeanor.

Zhu Yan hurriedly confessed, and also buried his head in the hall, not far from Chen Fusheng, leaning against the wall.

Although she is a mountain beast and lacks experience, she is not stupid after all. knows that at this moment, everything is dominated by Chen Fusheng.

No matter what Chen Fusheng does, she can only support and never oppose it.

Seeing this, He Shouweng's expression became gloomy.

But he actually endured it, and without knowing what to think, he sat cross-legged on the threshold, looking at the gradually dim environment, and said nothing.

The whole scene fell into an absurd silence.

The two sides are clearly separated, as if they are deliberately angry.

Chen Fusheng sat on the side of the incense burner, squinting his half-blind eyes. With a quiet movement in his hand, he pointed the blade of the sword to his eyes.

In an instant, he clearly saw his heterochromatic eyes.

Then he raised his head slightly and stared at He Shouweng in front of the temple gate.

"Not a youkai?"

As far as he could see, He Shouweng was indeed a human, not a goblin or a ghost.

But this snooping made Chen Fusheng's heart secretly tighten.

In the line of sight, it can be seen that although He Shouweng is sitting on the threshold, there is a looming mana around his body like a silk shadow, like a tree root, deep into the ground.

Such a phenomenon represents He Shouweng's strength, which is the "Dinglu" of the Three Realms.

When a cultivator reaches the peak of the Three Realms, he can always use his own mana to communicate with the general trend of geography. With the help of the environment, terrain, utensils and other external appearances, play a stronger strength.

Because of this, the cultivators of the Three Realms can start to create temples and attack the spiritual kiln. In this way, he hopes to be promoted to the Grandmaster of the Four Realms and successfully achieve the master of the spirit kiln.

"What is the origin of this old guy? Why is he wandering around Zhenhao Mountain? If he comes to Baoqi Town to build a spiritual kiln, why don't he go to Baoqi Town to compete for opportunities?"

Chen Fusheng thought silently.

The reason why he deliberately stirred up nonsense was to provoke He Shouweng and see if He Shouweng was evil and what his idea was.

Chen Fusheng still has the first-generation talisman of "Taiyin is missing" in his hand, even if he bumps into the Grandmaster of the Four Realms, he has the certainty of escaping, so he is not afraid of He Shouweng's rudeness.

It is of course better to be able to anger He Shouweng.

But this old guy actually held his breath and stalemate with the two juniors, and he didn't move or leave.

Chen Fusheng wanted to dig up the opportunity, but he didn't have a chance for a while.

"Then let's spend it. When you're gone, I'll dig ...... If you don't go, I won't go, see who can hold their breath......"

After Chen Fusheng thought about it, he closed his eyes and sat and pretended to sleep.

Time passed slowly.

Night falls.

Inside and outside the temple, it fell into a dark and eerie atmosphere.

This place is a mountaintop area on the edge of Mt. Zhenhao, and it is fine during the day. As soon as night falls, it is immediately bitterly cold, and mist pours into the temple in bursts.

I don't know how many years this dilapidated temple has been located and how much decay and gloom it has accumulated. The autumn cold and mist are intertwined, and the temple seems to fall into an ice kiln, and the white vapor is steaming between breaths.

Although Chen Fusheng felt cold, after all, he had mana and had taken dragon cultivation medicine, so he was not particularly unwell.

He rolled his eyes slightly and looked at Zhu Yan, who was leaning against the wall not far away.

Although his eyes were not real, he did not hear Zhu Yan's breathing.

The fox demon woman was like she was asleep, completely silent.

"You can fall asleep like this, and your heart is also ......."

Chen Fusheng didn't suspect that Zhu Yan was hurt in any way, after all, the two were not far apart. If she had been hurt, she would not have been spared.

He remained silent, squinting his half-blind eyes, and quietly spied on He Shouweng, who had been sitting outside the temple.

But in a flash, there was a sudden surprise!

He Shouweng actually disappeared!

Chen Fusheng had been sleeping before, although he didn't keep an eye on He Shouweng, but he could probably feel that this old guy had been staying at the threshold and was unmoved.

"Not good!"

Chen Fusheng's heart was alarmed.

He Shouweng wants to leave, and he will never leave silently at this time.

Then there is only one conclusion - the old guy has become invisible!

Zhu Yan also mentioned that her stealth technique was taught by He Shouweng.

Laugh at~~

The sharp tearing sound resounded in the back of Chen Fusheng's head.

Caught with one's pants down!

It's a thrilling juncture!

Chen Fusheng's years of experience and hard work on the foundation of his body, as well as the changes brought about by the nourishment of dragon medicine day and night, contributed to his reaction far beyond ordinary people.

In addition, after he woke up, he was on guard and was always in a tight spirit.

At this moment, there was a sudden attack.

Chen Fusheng didn't think about it, and suddenly fell low.

Disheveled~~

The strength of the broken bones hit the hexagram flag hard.

Chen Fusheng's throat was salty, and he was almost shocked by Yu Jin with a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, there was a hexagram flag stuck in his back all the time, and his quick reaction allowed him to avoid a sneak attack in the back of his head.

He rose far away, rolled several times in succession, and got out of the range of the incense burner.

"Boy, you're alert! Hmph, but the old man wants to see if you can escape quickly, or if the old man kills quickly. ”

In all directions of the hall, in every corner, He Shouweng's gloomy voice was heard.

It's like he's got countless doppelgangers, and all of them are invisible at the same time.

At this moment, it was pitch black inside and outside the temple, and the cold fog was shrouded and covered. Even if He Shouweng is not invisible, it is difficult to find out the figure easily.

While Chen Fusheng escaped, he quickly raised his sword to reflect his eyes.

can only rely on the mutation of his eyes to crack He Shouweng's invisibility.

But there was no light on the blade, and Chen Fusheng couldn't see his heterochromatic eyes.

The entire temple was completely covered with a black veil, which was extremely weird.

Laugh at~~

There was another crackling in the back of his head.

Chen Fusheng waved his sword decisively.

But as soon as the sword momentum was raised, the left armpit seemed to be immersed in the ice kiln, and the cold and cold invaded like an ice knife, and the skin inside the clothes was stimulated to numbness and pain.

Caught off guard again at this moment!

Chen Fusheng quickly sank his elbow.

At the same time, the legs suddenly exert force and fly backwards.

Disheveled~~

Heavy and condensed, like the force of a bone-breaking sharp cone, it struck Chen Fusheng's elbow hard.

Chen Fusheng instantly felt as if his arm was about to break, he gritted his teeth and held on, and finally kicked his legs back, and a layer of cold sweat exploded behind his back.

"The old man struck you all over the body ten times to punish you for the sin of resisting the old man. Then use the method of dividing the tendons to break your bones and scatter ashes. Soon, you will know what will happen if you offend the old man!"

He Shouweng's voice sounded again in all directions, as if every corner existed, and everything was invisible.

The old guy's voice was full of viciousness and banter, as if he wanted to use this method to completely play with Chen Fusheng's will, making him worse than dead.

Chen Fusheng kept adjusting his breathing, suppressing the trembling pain in his body, trying to regain his composure and deal with this invisible and difficult old guy.

This was the first time he had fought against a cultivator with the strength of the Three Realms alone.

And it is also an opponent with superb stealth skills.

In such an environment and in such a situation, the slightest negligence is a death due to hatred.

"Calm down! Calm down......"

Chen Fusheng quickly reached into his sleeve, tore off a small piece of yellow rune paper hidden in his sleeve, and threw it away.

Crash~~

All the yellow runes flew down.

However, there was a terrifying chill in the back of his head again.

Unable to activate the talisman, Chen Fusheng tried his best to dodge, and at the same time slashed with his sword.

But the opponent's stealth does not exist, and the sword momentum misses.

Disheveled~~

The sharp and heavy chisel force hit the side of the hexagram flag again, and almost hit Chen Fusheng's back heart.

The corners of Chen Fusheng's mouth oozed blood, gritted his teeth and braced wildly, his arm probed back, and instantly buckled the banner pole, pointing to the lines of the talisman, and the mana surged.

Fu Hum ~~

All the yellow rune paper thrown away instantly turned into a whirlwind.

The forest pillars formed a whirlwind formation and quickly gathered towards Chen Fusheng.

"Hmph, just a talisman, how can you stop me?"

He Shouweng's voice sounded.

At the same time, a whirlwind was completely torn apart.

Chen Fusheng always maintained a high degree of vigilance, and when he saw that the wind whirlwind was extinguished, there was no doubt that the other party's whereabouts would be exposed.

He drew his sword decisively.

Don't retreat, advance on the contrary, a sword is as fast as lightning!

But this sword has not yet done its best, and even the thunder has not yet appeared, and the dragon form has not yet happened.

The back of Chen Fusheng's head was once again stimulated by the strong sharpness.

"Not good!"

He reacted quickly, slamming his sword and bowing his head, meeting it with his back.

Disheveled~~

The sharp and piercing force hit the hexagram flag again.

This hit was real, without the slightest dodge.

Chen Fusheng's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person's tense spirit was almost shattered.

He gritted his teeth and pushed forward desperately, pulling away again.

"Hmph, boy, how many blows are left? Have you counted? Hehehe, the old man slowly tortured you, so that you can't survive, you can't ...... death"

He Shouweng's voice echoed in all directions, full of banter and mockery.

In the face of a stealthy strong enemy, Chen Fusheng himself was restricted by the strange shady environment, which was undoubtedly a big loss.

Ten points of force are not half of it.

Suddenly!

A fluttering, ghostly voice sounded in Chen Fusheng's ears:

"Silly boy, he is a cultivator of the Three Realms of Stealing Doors, and his best skill is the 'Stealth Split Trace Method'. You are restrained everywhere, how can you prevail?"

Chen Fusheng was suddenly taken aback.

But at the same time, he also recognized that this voice was the voice of the male ghost.

I don't know where this male ghost is or when it will come.

The ethereal ghostly voice continued:

"You have such a good sword in your hand, why do you need to defend it? Come, I will pass on you a swordsmanship, called 'Thunder Chaos Style'. Teach you to fight fast and attack quickly, and attack to attack, listen well......"