In addition to the flash of chance that is most concerned at the moment, there are more rare contents in the square, as if the veil has been lifted, floating loomingly.

Chen Fusheng was faintly visible, and there were many points of light in the square, but he was in a hazy and indisputable scene.

If this square is regarded as the area of Baoqi Town, then it can be said that there are many opportunities in Baoqi Town, waiting to be explored.

Chen Fusheng was still not greedy and withdrew his gaze.

Then he closed his eyes and calmed down, and there were no other distractions.

In a moment, the sticky feeling like a surging tide before hit me again.

It didn't take long for all the oppression to fade away, and there was no longer any restraint.

Chen Fusheng exhaled and slowly opened his eyes.

Sure enough, he has returned to the place where Zhenhao Mountain is located.

"The temple on the top of the mountain is broken...... It seems to be within the confines of the Mt. Zhenhao, but perhaps on the edge, looming ......"

Chen Fusheng relaxed his mind and rubbed his sore eyebrows.

Now that the location is known, the next step is to search for it.

The opportunity is fleeting, and it will change later!

He recalls the reflection of the light he saw in the square.

"Go, come with me, take you to seek the opportunity!"

Chen Fusheng stepped over, took the hexagram flag, and after giving an order, he carried the sword on his back and quickly walked towards another mountain peak.

Zhu Yan was so surprised that he hurriedly followed behind Chen Fusheng.

The two of them trekked along the way, climbed over the mountain beams, and gradually reached a deep and desolate place.

The Zhenhao Mountain in the square of the Tiandi Bridge didn't look big, but when he was really in it, rushing to the faintly ruined temple on the top of the mountain, Chen Fusheng felt that he had underestimated the distance.

From noon to late afternoon, three or four hours later.

Chen Fusheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and he could already see the barren mountain top that he remembered in his heart.

"Do you know that there is a ruined temple in this mountain?"

Chen Fusheng asked as he walked.

Zhu Yan has been following Chen Fusheng closely, for fear of falling behind, and shook his head blankly when he heard this:

"I've never seen or heard of any temples in Zhenhao Mountain. ”

After about the time of burning incense, Chen Fusheng raised his hand and pointed:

"Look, isn't it a ruined temple?"

Zhu Yan looked at it in surprise, and was suddenly surprised and delighted:

"Hey! There really is a dilapidated temple! Daochang Chen, how do you know? Such a clever calculation, it is really a god and a man!"

Chen Fusheng didn't explain much, and stopped immediately.

Then, step on the virtual and real yin and yang, with a sword in hand, and draw a brief Taiji diagram on the ground in front of you.

Steps, carving, all in one go.

Now Chen Fusheng is the second realm law, and he no longer needs to cut his hands with a sword and draw blood talismans.

He stretched out his finger, and the mana in the hundred veins surged, quickly drawing a complex and changeable sigil on the blade, and then another sword pointed at the Taiji diagram.

"The law is injected, the intention is instilled, and where do I take my thoughts......"

With an obscure mantra recited silently, Chen Fusheng's sword did not move at all. At the same time, the direction of the flickering light is repeatedly memorized in the mind, and the image is constantly strengthened.

Zhu Yan didn't dare to come out, stood aside, looked at Chen Fusheng with respectful eyes, and didn't dare to have any extra thoughts, and waited anxiously.

After about a few breaths, a faint glow oozed from the tip of the sword.

The light flashed like a phosphorus fire and fell into the ground Taijitu.

Moment!

There was a flash of light in the Taiji diagram.

Then, on the top of the mountain ahead, there was also a flash of light.

Shrouded in clouds and mist, the bleak mountaintop faintly shows the outline of a ruined temple. The light flashed, right inside the ruined temple.

That's right, it's there!

Chen Fusheng's heart was stable, and he stepped forward again.

Zhu Yan is not a Taoist sect, so he can't see Chen Fusheng's actions, let alone the guidance shown in the Taiji diagram. Just bury your head in and follow closely, not daring to fall behind.

After about the tea time, Chen Fusheng and Zhu Yan had already reached the top of the mountain.

The grass and trees in front of me are lush and green.

A variety of unknown wildflowers and shrubs surround the land, and the trees are covered with green trees. The fog is thick and fluttering, and it is cold and quiet in all directions.

Between the milky white mist and the light yellow twilight, a corner of the temple view cornices, simple vicissitudes, looming and showing.

"Daochang Chen, look, there is a temple ......"

Zhu Yan was pleasantly surprised, but his voice stopped abruptly.

She flinched and took a few steps back, looking around in horror.

For some reason, you can see verdant grass and trees in front of you, and the environment is quiet. But if you listen closely, you can hear the most eerie breathing sounds and the palpitating hissing sounds.

It was as if there were countless ferocious beasts looking around!

It's like stepping into a Jedi that is full of evil and destroys people's hearts!

簌簌~~挲挲挲~~

From time to time, there are black shadow-like snakes and insects, splashing up and down, fleeing everywhere.

Woo woo woo ~ ~ flutter sneering ~~

A few wild birds with frightened wings flew away in the thick fog, emitting piercing screeching, faintly spreading into the distance and disappearing.

Chen Fusheng stared at the ruined temple in front of him, silent. After stopping, he bent his fingers to ask for a hexagram and silently asked about the past.

After a while, I got a hexagram "dust beads are wind".

This is a hexagram that fits the current situation. There are pearls and jades covered with dust, and they are open when they are in the wind. But the wind is dangerous and unpredictable, and you need to be cautious.

"Go, come with me, be careful!"

Chen Fusheng continued to step forward, and Zhu Yan followed nervously.

Walk through the thick fog and the path of tangled vegetation.

In front of the two of them, an open field full of dead leaves appeared.

Then, a decayed, dilapidated temple hall unfolded.

The temple is the only one, with no biased room, no courtyard, and no plaque.

I don't know how many years no one has come, the dust is thick, decaying everywhere, and the color is deflated. Like a "stone" full of holes, it sits motionless.

The roof of the temple was shrouded in a dull mist, and the sun was completely invisible. The surrounding light is also difficult to penetrate, all of them are blocked by the lush old trees, and only speckled shimmers fall.

Click~~

Click~~

The two stepped on the dead leaves, made a broken sound, and slowly approached the temple.

The steps in front of the hall have long since decayed to ashes, and the pillars and door frames are broken. Several windows face outward, which has become a bird's nest, revealing the gloomy and secluded environment of the temple.

When you enter the temple gate, you will immediately see a strong fishy smell and musty smell.

Chen Fusheng took out two pieces of yellow rune paper, gave one to Zhu Yan, and motioned to stick it between his nose.

Then he walked around the temple with his eyes outstretched.

Fortunately, the roof of this temple has not been damaged and collapsed, and the hall is well preserved.

On the left and right, there are incense cases, and there is a long shrine.

In front of each shrine, there are three incense burners.

Due to their age, the shrines and incense burners have become dilapidated. Not only is there no color, but even the style is not real.

Normally, temples and other places in the world either worship Confucian saints, Taoist ancestors, Buddhist Buddhas, etc., or display loyal ministers and good generals, emperors of all dynasties.

Only in this temple, the wood carvings of the gods in each shrine are different. Whether it is Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism or the emperor of the world, there are all of them.

Chen Fusheng was secretly surprised and paced slowly.

Except for the incense cases and shrines on both sides, there are no more displays in the hall. It's just that at the very end, an unusually large incense burner was erected, blocking the front tightly.

I don't know whether this incense burner is made of copper, iron or stone, it is rough and ugly, but the only characteristic is that it is surprisingly large. The three-legged stand is buried in the dust, as if it has not moved for thousands of years.

A dozen worn-out futons, littered on the ground. It is old, and it is no different from decaying to ashes.

Then there are all kinds of fine animal remains, plus dead leaves, soil residue and so on.

Chen Daochang...... I, I'm a little scared ......"

Zhu Yan approached Chen Fusheng, lowered his tone, and said with some trembling.

The hall was dark and oppressive, and the smell of fishy and musty was permeaty, which was indeed uncomfortable.

"Well, or you wait at the door, and I'll take a look. Chen Fusheng groaned.

"Okay, I'm ...... I'm just waiting outside for the Dao Chief's orders!"

Zhu Yan was pardoned, and quickly turned around and ran back to the temple gate. After all, there is still light outside the temple, even if the environment is weird, but it is much stronger than the gloomy and depressing inside the temple.

Chen Fusheng continued to walk inward, directly through the bottom of the towering incense burner, to the end of the wall, and then squatted down to investigate.

The location shown in the "Fu Yin" is here.

Chen Fusheng stared at the ground, carefully peeking inch by inch.

Really!

A glimmer of light, like a flame, lingered on the ground.

He immediately did not hesitate, the mana in the hundred veins poured out, poured the iron sword in his palm, and began to use the sword as a shovel, digging along the location of the glimmer.

The "Infernal Dragon Sparrow" is a divine weapon, and it is blessed with mana, which can be called sharpening iron like clay. Although it is used for excavation, Chen Fusheng has no other equipment in his hands.

The sword has just been drawn, and not much dirt has been cut off.

Suddenly, Zhu Yan, who was outside the temple, exclaimed:

"Ah, it's you, old man!"

Chen Fusheng immediately stopped, covered his feet with mud crumbs, got up quietly, and walked out of the range of the incense burner.

At the door outside the temple, beside Zhu Yan, there was an old man.

The old man was dressed in a lightly fluttering kudzu robe, and his gray hair was combed into a bun. The face is clear, a few locks of long beard brushes the chest, and the temperament is very easy-going and amiable.

He put his hands behind his back, as if he was wandering, and raised his eyes to look at Chen Fusheng in the hall.

"Old man, why are you here?" said Zhu Yan with a familiar salute.

Chen Fusheng frowned secretly, but still walked to the door and asked with a polite number:

"Who is this?"

Zhu Yan immediately said:

"The old gentleman is the one who named me, and he also taught me the stealth technique from his old man!"

The old man smiled and said:

"The old man's surname is He, and he calls himself Shouweng, and Taoist friends can call me Mr. Shouweng. ”

Chen Fusheng bowed slightly, but at the same time, he also raised his vigilance in his heart.

After all, he came to dig for opportunities, and a stranger suddenly popped up, which can't be said to be a good thing anyway.

"The old man lives in seclusion here, and he doesn't want to meet two Taoist friends, it is indeed fate, hehehe......"

He Shouweng has a kind and kind face, and his voice is kind, which makes people feel good.

He said, and looked at Zhu Yan again, "I don't know Miss Zhu Yan, what happened to the temple here?"

Zhu Yan faced Engong and didn't want to lie and deceive, but he didn't know how to tell the truth. had to turn red, turn his head and look at Chen Fusheng in a daze.

Chen Fusheng smiled and said:

"Miss Zhu Yan wanted to move to a residence, I asked for a hexagram for her, and when I learned that the environment of this temple was good, I wanted to clean it and come here to live and practice. ”

"Oh?" He Shouweng smiled and shook his head, "It's not a secret, the old man lives here and practices in this temple." Xiaoyou came unfortunately, and happened to take a fancy to the old snail dwelling, hehehe......"

This means that it is necessary to come first and come first.

"I believe you are a ghost ......" Chen Fusheng secretly mocked in his heart, this temple has almost been visited for almost 800 years, and the old guy must not have any good intentions when he opens his eyes and talks nonsense.

"It was also a borderland before, and since both families have a fancy to it, let's divide it in half. You can practice both before and after, half of a family. ”

Chen Fusheng said with a smile, looking at He Shouweng with a smile on a natural expression.

He Shouweng's smiling face suddenly froze.