"I'm from where Langa came from. Wuyan looked at Wujiao very seriously, and said in a calm and desolate tone.

These words are not words that Wu Jiao can understand, but he will not look like a wicked person when he looks faceless, and Wang Lin looks very simple. If it weren't for the fact that the five-colored spirit deer left in too much hurry just now, he wouldn't have known what was going on.

Since you don't understand it, you don't have to dwell on it, but you still have to ask about what happened before.

"I wonder how long this master has been behind me?" asked Wujiao, embarrassed and cautious.

"It's been like this since you were injured and unconscious, and your injuries were still cured by the medicine given by the master. Without waiting for a faceless reply, Wang Lin replied first.

Wu Jiao froze suddenly, and then his face turned rosy. After being together for so long, he didn't know anything by himself, and he made a fool of himself in front of strangers, thinking of his respectful and flattering appearance in front of the spirit deer before, his face turned a little redder.

After checking his body a little, Wu Jiao was even more surprised at the same time, he knew that his injuries were impossible to get good without a year and a half of cultivation.

But because no one had ever dared to ride the spirit deer in Langa Temple, Wu Jiao panicked all of a sudden, and he ignored so many things.

"Then where are you going, masters?" Wu Jiao hurriedly greeted. He no longer doubted who Wang Lin and the others were, and since the five-colored spirit deer was able to take him so far with them, Wu Jiao knew that the two people in front of him must not be bad people.

"Like you, go to Langa Monastery. Shameless smiled, kindly.

"It's only five or six miles to go back, so let the little monk guide the two of you. Wu Jiao Mao then recommended himself.

The late autumn night always comes very fast, Wang Lin, Wujiao and Wuyan continue to walk by the river, the night is unknown, but everyone walks steadily, there is little difference between night and day.

"Do you know the origin of the demon rat you fought with?" asked Shameless thoughtfully.

"It's a monster formed by the combination of a wisp of demonic energy and a wild mouse that escaped from the recent loosening of the seal of the Angry Blood Demon Clan. Wu Jiao said with palpitations: "I thought it was just ordinary demonic energy, so I chased it out with Master Lu, where did I think that the other party's strength is so strong, if it weren't for you, Master Lu and I would have become the blood food of the demon clan." ”

There are many places without borders that are sealed with demons, and this is not a secret thing. He only felt the endless majestic greatness of the faceless breath, so Wu Jiao didn't hide anything about it.

"It's the Demon God Blood Dove that came out!" said in a heavy tone.

"Impossible! If it's a demon god, then how can we be entangled with him for so long?" Wu Jiao's first feeling was that Wuyan was telling a joke, the existence of the demon god level was equivalent to the boundless Dao realm, not to mention entanglement, they couldn't resist even a look.

"He wants to escape, unless the seal is broken, if he wants to escape with the seal intact, what way do you think he should choose?" asked Wuyan.

Wu Jiao suddenly fell into thought, why didn't the elders in the temple see that the demon god came out? The more I think about it, the more I don't get an answer.

After Wang Lin heard the faceless question, he was silent for a while before replying: "If a very powerful enemy wants to run away quietly, then he must pretend that he has no strength. In this way, when others also send people of the same realm to chase and kill, they can escape 100%. ”

There was a look of appreciation in Wuyan's eyes, but now it was pitch black, and there were many clouds in the sky, and no one could see it.

"Xiao Lin is right, in order to disguise, the blood dove uses the blood of living beings in a low realm, and it does not have a lot of divine consciousness attached. In this way, he not only successfully escaped from Langa Temple, but also successfully intercepted him by you and Linglu. Wuyan turned his head to look at Wujiao and continued to explain.

After listening to Wuyan's explanation, Wujiao's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his heart was full of fear. This demon god escaped from a low realm, and then wanted to wait for himself to chase and kill, and then kill himself, and then escape after taking a body of blood.

"How have the seals been in recent years?" asked Wuyan casually.

"It hasn't been cleaned up for five years, and the blood in the battle is getting thicker. Wu Jiao said.

"Then it looks like it's time to organize a demon slaying operation. ”

"yes......"

The three of them continued to walk, and when they were estimating the moon and the middle sky, Wang Lin could vaguely see two majestic mountains connected in the distance, and there were faint lights coming from them.

"Are we coming?" Wang Lin suddenly came from behind, and quickly ran up and asked.

Wuyan just nodded.

"Mmmm, it's almost there, you see that the place where the fire is lit is our Langa Temple. Wu Jiao was also excited. He went out today to die for a lifetime, and it feels good to be able to come back.

The three of them sped up, and in a short time they arrived at their destination.

Langa Monastery is five or six hundred meters away from the river, and behind it is a flat impact plain with a small area. Behind the plains are two huge mountain ranges.

Langa Temple is divided into one main hall and two halls, the main hall is two floors, the hall is one floor, and there are more than a dozen fine houses on both sides of the branch hall.

All but the branch hall on the left was now brightly lit, and monks dressed in plain cloth were shuttling back and forth, completely oblivious to the fact that it was time to rest.

Wang Lin and the others came to the main hall, the vermilion gate was silent, and the stone lions on both sides were as powerful as life.

"Master, do we need to knock on the door?" Wang Lin looked up at the Cangjin brand with 'Langa Temple' written on it.

"Hey, no need, this junior brother, have you forgotten that I am a monk here? When Wu Jiao heard Wang Lin say this, he immediately stopped him. Wouldn't it be too unreasonable to let the other senior brothers knock on the door early when they saw the guests who came with them enter the temple?

"However, you haven't invited the teacher Fu Fa yet?" Before entering, Wu Jiao bowed to Wuyan with his hands folded and asked respectfully.

"You just told Monk Haihui that Wuyan is here. Wuyan replied.

Hearing what Wuyan said, Wujiao's eyes widened suddenly, and the footsteps that he was about to step out were also retracted.

Wu Jiao took a serious look at Wuyan, and found that Wuyan didn't look like he was joking, so he saluted again and respectfully asked, "Master first, please!"

Hearing this, he didn't shirk it, smiled and nodded, and then strode into Langa Temple.

Wang Lin didn't know what the rules were, so he stepped in without a face, and he followed.

Wujiao wiped the sweat from his forehead after both of them entered the temple gate.

Why did Wujiao react so much, because the host of Langa Temple is called Haihui, and he has been the host for thirty years. Wuyan said the name of the host as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't bring any honorifics, indicating that they knew each other. And the host of his own family may not be in front of the monk in front of him.

"If I let the host know that these two people will knock on the door when they enter the temple, then I will not be punished to death. Wu Jiao thought as he walked.