It rained all the time, and the atmosphere was a little awkward......

It's really embarrassing in the mountain temple, but Chen Jin is comfortably roasting the fire, although he doesn't need to roast the fire, his whole body is dry anyway, but at this time, it's better not to be an outlier.

Smack... Smack......

The crisp sound of the wood being burned by the fire continued, and Chen Jin regretted that he didn't catch a pheasant, otherwise he could roast a pheasant now and relieve the boredom at this time.

The girl dressed as a man was still glancing at him, maybe she was still peeking in her eyes, but in Chen Jin's eyes, this guy was simply blatantly looking at him... Rape......

But as a man, being peeked at like this by a young girl, the feeling in my heart is still very wonderful.

So Chen Jin also looked back unceremoniously.

Chen Jin's gaze wandered around the girl and then retracted it, because there was really nothing to do, a marble slab.

What is called being extremely vicious, this is called being extremely evil.

After reading this girl, Chen Jin's gaze was on the other side.

Those two women can no longer be called girls, but can become women, Chen Jin's eyes swept over them, and he saw that their Yuan Yin had been lost, and the aura exuded from their bodies was mixed, not as pure as a girl, like this situation is very common in modern times, and it is rare in ancient times.

In short, this man must be sorry for these two women.

So after Chen Jin swept around, he finally put his eyes back on his fire.

The rain outside the temple was still falling, making people irritable, but Chen Jin's heart was very calm, probably as silent as stagnant water.

Cultivation is like this, a bit of a downtown reading.

Chen Jin was silent in his heart, and then let his mind slowly transform, in fact, he has been fusing the five elements spirit objects recently, obtaining the true meaning of the five elements, and then transforming his own mixed vitality into the five qi true yuan, and finally promoting the transformation of his spirit and soul, and promoting the level of concentration to the god realm.

"It should be soon. Chen Jin muttered in his heart.

This takes time, Chen Jin has already started doing this for five days, but it still takes four days, this is not that Chen Jin wants to make up a nine days, but the time that Chen Jin has estimated by himself, well, it is still his own subjective feeling.

Chen Jin worked silently, although it seemed that he was addicted to the fire and couldn't extricate himself, but the mixed vitality in his body was already surging.

......

The mountain rain is still there, but there are a lot of passers-by, and after Chen Jin, another person got in.

This person looks a little embarrassed, and he doesn't look like a good person, no, the sword in his hand dripping blood already shows that he is not a good person.

Tick... Tick ......

The sound of this drop of blood falling to the ground seemed to everyone in the temple louder than the rain outside the house.

The man did not enter the house, but leaned against the door of the temple with his sword.

"Friend, are you in trouble?" said the man of the two men and the man.

He was quite nervous, and he also had a sword by his side, but the sword had been picked up from the ground by him at this time, and he held it tightly, thinking that this was to improve his inner security.

"Killed a few people, and my heart was depressed. The man replied.

There were many blood stains on this man's sword, and it may have been a large piece before, probably because of the fierce rain, the blood stains on his face were washed down.

“......”

The ruined temple fell silent for a moment.

"Dude, you ......"

"Just kidding, just kill a few wild boars. The man interrupted the man with a smile.

"Hehe, this joke isn't funny, man. The man chuckled dryly.

No one in the ruined temple could believe this.

The smell of blood was not completely washed away by the heavy rain, and anyone who had smelled human blood could basically know that the blood on his body was human blood.

But now in this temple, everyone is just a chance encounter and encounter, and it is impossible to accuse the other party of being a murderer, after all, no one wants to cause unnecessary trouble when they are alone.

"Haha, he did kill a few pigs, and those who could be killed by him were naturally stupid pigs. A loud and piercing voice came from outside the temple.

The man leaning against the door frame of the temple stood up with his sword.

"Ghost Sword Man, are you also going to die?" the man yelled at the rain curtain.

"Song Chengfeng, as long as you hand over the Qinglian Sword Technique that you stole from you, I can spare your life. Voices from outside the temple followed.

"Qinglian Sword Technique?" someone in the temple whispered.

This low cry was called out by the girl dressed as a man, and everyone present was very calm, as far as she didn't know much, she was not stable enough.

"The Qinglian Sword Technique is not in my hands. Song Chengfeng didn't look back at the girl who made a strange noise, but continued to yell into the rain.

"Who believes. The man in the rain replied.

Then a golden light pierced through the rain curtain and went straight to Song Chengfeng's head.

Bite......

Before the golden light fell on Song Chengfeng's brain, he was directly knocked away by Song Chengfeng with his sword.

"It seems that you ghost swordsman really want to become a ghost. Song Chengfeng rushed into the rain curtain with his sword.

It seems that this dude is going to fight again and kill a few more pigs.

Then there was a continuous sound of metal colliding in the rain curtain, which was quite harsh, but the people who listened to it were enthusiastic.

The people in the temple were also whispering, especially the girl.

"Uncle Tiger, is this Qinglian Sword Technique owned by the Qinglian Monk?" the girl asked curiously.

"Yes. Uncle Tiger confirmed.

"It turns out that Qinglian is really good at swords, I thought Qinglian was good at writing poetry. The girl was expectant and surprised.

"Qinglian monk can write this masterpiece of Shu Dao difficulty, which has already shown his outstanding martial arts, and his reputation as an immortal is not in vain. The man who had spoken before interjected.

"It's the pole, it's the pole. The girl nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm?!Why are you screwing me?" The man suddenly had a pain in his waist, it turned out that he was pinched by the female companion next to him, and the two female companions pinched one side each, which made the man's head sweat and grin.

"My sister is everyone's best girl, don't talk too much to this disciple, so as not to tarnish your reputation. One of the man's female companions spoke again at this point.

"Huh?" the man looked at the girl in amazement, and then immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Ah?!When my sister saw it, I said that this dress was too fake. The girl was not annoyed, and said with a smile.

And just when there seemed to be harmony in the temple, the sound of fighting outside the temple suddenly stopped.

Then there was another string of footsteps.

It was Song Chengfeng who entered the temple, and it seemed that he had won, but there was an extra blood mark on his face.

The battle seemed to be very sinister.

However, as soon as Song Chengfeng entered the temple, the atmosphere in the temple immediately changed.

Everyone was vigilant, after all, the fact that this guy was carrying the Qinglian Sword Technique was exposed, so he had to be wary of the people around him, and his state was very likely to make him want to kill someone.

Therefore, at this time, only the sound of breathing, rain, and carbon fire remained in the temple.

.........