Stop and go, wandering around the city aimlessly.

Even if it is an old winemaker, he doesn't know where Tianli is, or he doesn't dare to be 100% Tianli still in this city, after all, they haven't seen each other for decades, and for ordinary people, decades are likely to be the birth of a life to death.

Unconsciously, the two came to a village, and from a distance, they saw the smell of incense, fluttering layer by layer, like a cloud of smoke.

Chidori-mura!

A name given to centuries of history is this magical village.

The Dragon King Temple in the mouth of the ancient ancestors was built in this village, and the cigarette smoke that floated just now was the smoke that floated out after the worship of everyone, and it is foreseeable what a grand scale it will be.

According to the previous ancient names, Jian Yi and Lao Jiuzi first saw the big wells placed at the entrance of the village.

However, there is no water in the well, it is very dry, and there are even weeds around the well.

Yuan Longjing!

This is the name of the well, which is said to have been dug by the ancient ancestors, and has gone through countless winds and rains, but now it is no longer able to drip water.

A legend is a legend after all, in Jian Yi's opinion, these wells are not much different from ordinary wells, and without water, they are even more worthless.

However, next to the well, a wooden sign was erected, which read: Yuanlongjing!

Below the three big characters, there are several rows of small characters, which are nothing more than the story of how the ancient ancestors dug these wells.

The story is brilliant, but it is too simple, and the word legend is also mentioned above.

There is no circumstantial evidence of historical biography, after all, it is just a legend, but even if it is a legend, there will still be many people who come to watch.

Further inside, a more prosperous street appears.

On the streets, shouts came and went.

Not only the shouting, but also the shouting of many passers-by, because it was too crowded.

Today is the day of the market, many people also came out, it happened that not long ago, after a spring rain, the whole dry breath also became moist, and everyone also ran out, strolling, breathing fresh air.

Jian Yi and Lao Jiuzi shuttled through the streets, moving aimlessly.

To be honest, up to now, Jian Yi was still a little panicked.

Calculating the time, more than a month has passed, and there is still a gap between the Taiyi sword qi on Tianli's side, but even Lao Jiuzi doesn't know the specific location of Tianli, let alone him.

However, if it drags on like this, the loss of his life will be even more serious.

Now he has become a seventy-year-old man, and his originally black hair is now as white as snow, and there is a trace of bright brilliance, which can only be refracted from his eyes.

To the north of the intersection is the Dragon King Temple.

As soon as she arrived at the crossroads, Jian Yi asked about a very strong smell of incense, which penetrated into her nostrils and made people choke for a while.

Then I saw an endless stream of people, coming out and going in, each with a pious smile on their faces.

Among them, most of them were grateful for the sudden spring rain before.

Although the temple is guarded, no one is forbidden to go to worship.

"Drunkard, what do you want to do? This is the Dragon King Temple, how can you be wild!"

At this moment, Jian Yi heard an angry roar, and immediately saw a group of people surrounding the entrance of the Dragon King Temple, and in the center, there were a few people with red faces, who couldn't walk, and their eyes were wandering, obviously they had just drunk too much.

"Hey, aren't they the guards of Lord Yang's mansion?

Someone recognized it and was surprised.

Hiss!

After hearing that it was those drunken men who turned out to be the guards of Lord Yang's mansion, the bodies of the few people who were originally scolded trembled for a moment, and in their eyes, they immediately became hesitant from anger, and finally became a little jealous, even afraid.

"Lord Yang, that's a master of cultivation, but it's not something we can fight against, so it's better not to cause trouble. ”

Someone persuaded those men, and in the same way, they were slowly retreating.

Some others, although they were very angry, but Lord Yang's name made him have to weigh his own weight, and slowly retreated with resentful eyes.

"Hmph, what a bullshit dragon king, my family turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain, that is called powerful!"

One of them staggered to his feet, stretched out his right hand, and pointed ahead, it was the statue of the dragon king enshrined in the Dragon King Temple, his mouth swallowing dates, his voice gradually rising, and finally almost a loud roar.

"That's it, what bullshit dragon king, if you want me to say, just tear down this dragon king temple, put the statue of my adult here, and let them offer it, don't you say?!"

"Yes, that's right!"

“......”

The other guards, stumbling at the corners of their mouths, nodded their heads, and even laughed wildly at the end.

Those people present dared not speak out, Lord Yang's name was still very loud here, so they didn't dare to resist.

Even the few guards guarding the Dragon King Temple had changed their faces drastically, and they had the intention to stop it, but they couldn't do anything about it.

Boom!

One of them staggered, stepped on the stairs, and almost fell down, but finally walked up, turned his head and smiled, and then raised his right foot, and lifted it fiercely towards the gate of the temple, and made a bang.

Click!

Although this person was in a drunken state, he had some cultivation himself, so this kick, even if he didn't exert all his strength, still made the gate force crack, like a fine spider web.

Before everyone could react, he kicked again.

Click!

This time, the gate was completely shattered, shattering along the lines that had been cracked before, and collapsing to the ground, splashing dust from the walk of the people below just now.

Burst!

In a daze, the man was hurt by the splash of flying dust, and some dust entered his mouth, so he quickly snorted and spit out the innermost dust.

The people below only felt that this man's smile was so hateful, and before they could react, they kicked and smashed the door of the temple twice.

In an instant, it was silent!

In the midst of the shock, everyone's faces became a little flushed, it was the flush after anger, and in their eyes, anger was about to erupt.

"How can this be? This is the Dragon King Temple! This is disrespectful to the Dragon King!"

Some people wept and their voices trembled.

"Oh my God, why is this happening?"

There are also people who tilt their heads and scream hoarsely!

There were also people who pointed at the drunken men, but no one stood up to stop his atrocities.

"Hmph!

When the drunken man saw this, he smiled very proudly, then pointed at these people, and roared viciously.

"Young man, this is a pure place, please leave!"

Just when everyone saw the drunken man stepping into the temple, worried about destroying the statue of the dragon king, a rather clear voice came from the side.

Dressed in green clothes, with a strange cloth bag on his back, he said in the face of the drunken man.