After leaving the Qiu family's house.

Chen Fusheng stopped and looked behind him.

This area is deep in the smoke cage alley, and although it is already afternoon, there is a mist lingering in the distance and near, and many scenes look slightly blurred.

After Chen Fusheng watched silently, he decided to use the magic ritual to see if there was anything special about this area.

He stood in front of him, closed his eyes, and began to move.

The Howling Dog stood beside him, looking at his master with a puzzled expression.

A moment later.

Chen Fusheng shook his head and opened his eyes.

The magic ritual has no effect in this area, and may not have an opportunity.

This is also the second time that he has failed to use the magic technique, the last time was outside the ancient road of Chaochun Tower.

Chen Fusheng didn't think about it anymore, took the Howling Sky Dog, and accelerated to Zhenhao Mountain.

......

......

After a hard trek.

Chen Fusheng came to the vicinity of the broken temple on the top of the mountain again.

This place still looks lush on the surface, with beautiful mountains and forests, like a primeval jungle. But if you stop listening, you can hear all kinds of strange and incomprehensible sounds.

It was the first time for the Howling Sky Dog to come, and it actually reacted the same as Zhu Yan before. Looked a little cringe, looking around nervously.

"What's the danger?" asked Chen Fusheng looking back.

The Howling Dog shook his head blankly, but the tension and fear on his face did not subside, and he said hesitantly:

"Master, I am also the bloodline of the ancient beasts. There aren't many beasts in the world that can pose a threat to me in terms of momentum or bloodline suppression......"

"But at the top of this mountain, I felt as if I had been swept away by a powerful threat...... It's just that this feeling is plausible, like there is, and like nothing, I can't say it, and it's a little uncomfortable......"

Chen Fusheng felt that it was okay, and there were no adverse reactions from beginning to end.

Maybe it's because I'm not a beast or a monster?

"Go, follow me, and don't let your guard down. Chen Fusheng continued to move forward.

The Howling Dog cautiously followed behind him, patrolling his surroundings with great vigilance.

Click~~

Click~~

The two of them stepped on dead leaves and rotten branches and approached the ruined temple.

It was nearly evening, and the ruined temple was set in a dark shadow. The surroundings were desolate and deserted, only the faint wind and grass were low, and the fluttering echoes were shivering.

The Howling Dog shrunk his neck and wrapped his old clothes tightly. As a monster that had reached the strength of the Second Realm, it actually felt a trace of coldness to the bone.

"Wait here, don't move, I'll go to the top of the temple." ”

Chen Fusheng instructed, and the roaring dog nodded quickly, where did he dare to move.

A corner of the ruined temple collapsed slightly.

A few old trees with dead branches that are unknown for many years are hanging limply next to the collapsed broken wall. The thick and thin branches are scattered all around, like countless tentacles.

Chen Fusheng carried a sword on his back and leaned over.

Then, with all his might, he unleashed his agility and quickly climbed upwards along the branches and the corners of the collapsed walls.

In a moment, he had already climbed the roof. Stepping on the mottled and decaying blue and black tiles, he carefully climbed to the top of the temple.

Well?

Chen Fusheng had just stood still, and he couldn't help but immediately raise his vigilance.

This ruined temple is actually not very tall, and people with a little skill can climb up the wall. Even if no one comes, the dexterous beasts in the barren mountains, or birds, snakes and insects, etc., may come to the top of this temple.

But at this moment, on the roof of the entire temple, the blue and black tiles are undulating like thick scales, covered with deep dust, but there is no trace of trampling.

Only Chen Fusheng's own footprints are abruptly displayed on the tile dust, which is extremely eye-catching.

Has there never been anything close to this top?

Chen Fusheng slowly looked around.

With his arrival, the surroundings seemed unusually quiet. And more and more dense fog, like a tide, is piled up with a surge that is visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, Chen Fusheng's upper body was covered by a thick fog like cotton wool.

There was a cold smell mixed with decay in his nose, and there was a blur of light around him, only a thick fog that could not be seen as far as the eye could see.

"There is a feeling of being in prison......"

Chen Fusheng secretly laughed at himself, and also eased the depressing atmosphere.

There is no danger or danger yet.

But he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, and he always felt that there was an indescribable weirdness around him. Even if you just stand still, you have the horror of stepping on the bottomless abyss.

Chen Fusheng quickly stood the hexagram flag in front of him, and then stroked the iron sword.

A sword up!

He held the banner in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, and stabbed straight into the air.

“...... After you take the four necessary things, go to the top of this ruined temple, raise your sword and wait. I have a sense, and I will come to you immediately......"

Chen Fusheng recalled Lan Gongzi's words, concentrating on raising his sword, without any distractions.

Time passed slowly.

The silence around was as if it were death, only a bitter chill, constantly cold to the bone. In the thick mist, there were countless thorny ice edges, which brushed past Chen Fusheng's face from time to time.

Pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding...... Chen Fusheng could hear his heart beating.

Just when he was extremely depressed, extremely treacherous, and his spirit was on the verge of breaking the bowstring, Chen Fusheng finally heard a voice in his ears:

"Floating life, have you got what you need?"

The voice is ghostly, ethereal. Immediately, in front of Chen Fusheng's eyes, a thick fog opened slightly, revealing a gap.

In the gap, the phantom of Lan Gongzi loomed.

"Teacher, fortunately, I am not dishonored!"

Chen Fusheng hurriedly put away his sword and saluted, and said respectfully, "I was lucky enough to capture two Underworld Walkers, both of whom are the strength of the Second Realm. I wonder if it can replace the demons that my teacher said?"

"Underworld Walker?!"

Lan Gongzi's tone was full of surprise, "You actually captured the Underworld Walker?"

"Yes. I've imprisoned it, I wonder if I can replace it?"

"Of course! it couldn't be better, hahaha......"

Lan Gongzi laughed heartily.

"Fusheng, I want you to hunt down demons and ghosts, the purpose is to refine the altar. ”

"To create a temple, the difficulty is how to build an altar, and the altar is the key! Fairies and ghosts are used as the foundation, supplemented by natural materials and earthly treasures, and local luck can be formed. ”

"With your cultivation when you first ascended to the Second Realm, I want you to hunt down the demons and ghosts in the Second Realm, which also matches your strength. But I never imagined that you would catch a better one!"

Lan Gongzi's tone was very relieved, and even faintly proud.

Chen Fusheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was also happy.

"Just because the people who created the temple in the world must personally search for demons and ghosts as the foundation. This matter must not be done by others, but must be done by oneself. ”

"The better the foundation, the more stable the temple view will be, and the higher the starting point!"

"Therefore, before the ten major factions create temples for Tianjiao's disciples, they must pave the way for the selected Tianjiao disciples at any cost. ”

"Generally speaking, if you can personally search for demons and ghosts with the strength of the second realm as a foundation, then you can call it the choice of the elite. If you can hunt down the demons and ghosts of the Three Realms to lay the foundation, then you will be the choice of genius, Tianjiao qualification!"

Lan Gongzi said with a smile, "As far as I know, throughout the ages, the whole world has been able to capture the Underworld Walker as the foundation. You're not the first, but you're a rare and proud achievement!"

Chen Fusheng immediately said modestly: "It's just a fluke, and it shouldn't be praised by the teacher." ”

Lan Gongzi waved his hand and said:

"Cultivators create temples and compete for luck, how can they be lucky? You must know that the road to fighting for luck must be indomitable, and I am invincible!"

Lan Gongzi said, and there was an unstoppable sharp momentum around him.

But he immediately paused his words, was slightly silent, and all momentum disappeared again.

"Without further ado, let's go, I'll take you to create a temple. ”

Lan Gongzi flicked his sleeves and turned around and floated forward.

Chen Fusheng hurriedly followed.

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