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The temple of the Stone Buddha Temple has three entrances, and most of the walls around the temple have collapsed, and several side halls on both sides have collapsed due to the long-term abandonment. Only the stone base that is less than the base of the thigh remains.

When I found the apse, I saw that there was only a messy stone foundation left in front of me, and even the wooden structure was gone, how much more serious was the damage to the main hall?

Looking at the remaining traces of burning on the ground, it should have been destroyed by a fire.

It's just that I don't know if it's man-made, or is it a natural disaster?

The stone Buddha statue was burned by smoke and fire, and it has long been damaged. Because of the wind and rain in the open air, his body was also covered with thatch and moss.

As the sun set at dusk, several crows suddenly flew in and landed on the Buddha statue, pulling at their hoarse throats, "Dumb... Dumb ......" screamed, indescribably desolate and eerie.

Seeing this, Meng Xingnan couldn't help but shake his head, he knew that this place was so messy, it was better not to work hard, just sleep in the wilderness for one night just like before.

But since you've already come, there's no reason to go down now.

Thinking about it, Meng Xingnan continued to walk over. When I found the bell tower, I saw that although the roof had collapsed in several places, it was still sheltered from the wind at night, which was much better than in the field. But it's dusty everywhere, and it can't live at all.

Using spells to clean up the dirt inside the main hall is quite disrespectful to the Buddha, but there are not so many scruples here. casually pinched a small Heavenly Wind Forbidden spell, and Meng Xingnan cleaned up the place, preparing to rest here tonight.

Meng Xingnan sat cross-legged, feeling a little hungry in his stomach. So he took out the gourd from his backpack, pulled out the stopper and drank it, took out some godmothers, and began to eat.

In summer and autumn, day and night change quickly. Before Meng Xingnan finished eating the godmother in his hand, the sky gradually darkened.

Soon, a bright moon rose in the sky, and under the moonlight, those demons with broken walls and ruins were like hideous shadows in the night sky, making people's hearts palpitate.

Moreover, the mountain wind outside the Stone Buddha Temple is howling, blowing those treetops whining, as if countless invisible demons are dancing wildly, which makes people creepy.

If you are an ordinary person, when you see such a situation, you are afraid that you will either scream loudly or tremble with your ears covered.

However, Meng Xingnan is such a person, since he was a child, he has been subduing demons and monsters with the dustless Taoist people, and he has also slept next to the coffin, and he is boundless in courage.

Hearing the mountain wind whistling, the strange sound was poignant and weird, and suddenly with interest, he gently slapped the gourd in his hand, and the stopper jumped up in response, splashing a long splash from the gourd.

Then the splash suddenly condensed into a long sword, which shimmered faintly in the moonlight, and the cold air overflowed.

At the beginning of the Condensation Yuan Realm, cultivators can refine Qi Condensing Yuan, transforming the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into true yuan, which can urge the true yuan to circulate smoothly in the body and use the corresponding spells.

At this time, what Meng Xingnan used was the method of condensing water into soldiers. The main thing is to use the true element to influence and change the order of the water element, and condense it into a long sword.

After reaching the stage of consummation of the condensing element, Meng Xingnan could not rely on external objects, and could condense into various blades at will with the true yuan alone.

After Meng Xingnan condensed the water into a sword, he let out a long roar, jumped up, and landed in the open space in front of the bell tower.

Singing in his mouth, he spread the sword in his hand and sang loudly: "Bah...... One-dimensional initial, biochemical yin and yang. The road is simple, and it doesn't matter if you are virtuous and foolish. Cover the wisdom, and the greedy intestines. Go to materialistic desires, heaven and earth are beaming. ”

"There are hundreds of schools, heaven and earth are in all directions, the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high. I have righteousness, swing a sword and slash demons. Sweeping away the haze, the sky is ethereal...... Hahaha...... I have righteousness, swing my sword and slash the demon ......"

While making a song, Meng Xingnan danced with a long sword in his hand, and under the moonlight, the sword light was like a wave, becoming more and more dazzling and terrifying.

When singing rose, he simply danced the swordsmanship that the dustless Taoist usually passed down into a cloud of cold light and snow shadows, as fast as lightning, rolling up and down. But seeing the light and the sky, the movement is changing. Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the grass and trees were sizzling, and even the mountain wind was muffled by the whistling sound.

The blade of the sword is like a spirit snake spitting out letters, and the telescopic electric switch looks like a cold rainbow, which is awe-inspiring.

This set of swordsmanship is called "Seven Star Swordsmanship", which is a common martial art for immortals.

Originally, it was the swordsmanship of the town faction of the secular martial arts sect "Seven Star Gate", but later because the "Seven Star Gate" participated in the anti-Yuan incident, the sect was destroyed. This set of swordsmanship fell into the Lushan sect.

The so-called immortal universality means that this kind of martial art is somewhat special, and even cultivators can play a certain role.

The Seven Star Sword Technique is such a special martial art, and if it weren't for that, it would not have been included in the Lushan Sect.

The swordsmanship is distributed horizontally according to the Big Dipper, and it is a seven-style sword move such as greedy wolf, giant gate, Lu Cun, Xuan Ming, Lian Zhen, Wuqu, and broken army.

The Seven Star Sword Technique has certain requirements for strength, and in this way of power, the secular martial artist uses his own physical strength, and the cultivator can change it to his own spiritual power when he uses it.

And the sword skills driven by spiritual power are naturally stronger and faster than the physical strength of the martial artists, but it doesn't stop there.

After all, it is just a martial art that uses the power of the weapon itself, and it cannot be made more powerful through spells, let alone make it change.

While he was dancing the sword, Meng Xingnan didn't notice that the floor tiles under his feet suddenly cracked silently, and a withered and rotten arm stretched out from it, and his five fingers couldn't help but bend and stretch, wanting to grab his legs and feet.

It's just that Meng Xingnan's body can't stop moving and wandering because of the sword dance, so that this withered hand can't catch the soles of his feet.

On the ground, Meng Xingnan shouted, jumped up in the sky.

The bell tower was three or four feet above the ground, and the ladder had already collapsed. When he was in Shimen Mountain, he also learned the art of light gong and indulgence, and he had already practiced as light as a swallow, which put the bell tower a few zhang high in his heart. With a slight leap, he has jumped to the top of the bell tower.

At this time, the mountain wind was still howling, but the moonlight was also as clear as day, the starry sky was sparse and the stars were flickering, Meng Xingnan was on the top of the building, looking at the scenery, singing with a sword, and feeling very unhappy in his heart.

But when a man stands tall, the mountain wind blows very hard. It didn't take long for Meng Xingnan to feel a little chill in his body, so he suddenly turned the long sword in his hand and plunged it into his mouth.

Before the sword body entered his throat, it suddenly turned into a clear water, and poured it into his mouth with a bang. In the midst of hearty laughter, Meng Xingnan jumped from the roof of the bell tower.

Who knew that with this jump, he didn't even lean on it, and just stepped on the withered hand under his feet.

The withered hand was trampled on the soles of Meng Xingnan's feet, and it sank into the soil at once, unable to move. Fortunately, the soil was soft and dense, and Meng Xingnan did not notice anything abnormal, and quickly got up and left.

After the withered hand was trampled under Meng Xingnan's feet, he did not continue to try to catch Meng Xingnan, but gradually retracted into the ground.

Meng Xingnan didn't know anything about this, and after walking back to the bottom of the bell tower, he felt that his body was also a little tired, so he hugged the magic sword, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and recuperated, and waited for the next day to leave at dawn.

There was silence except for the sound of the mountain wind blowing through the treetops.