A white spiritual power on the purification scepter shot into Luo Jiang's body, and the spiritual power in Luo Jiang's body was instantly ignited, and his activity increased greatly. The spiritual power of the whole body frantically poured into Luo Tianjian, and above Luo Tianjian, a dazzling light radiated.

Luo Jiang stretched out his hand and grabbed Luo Tianjian.

Zhang Lei is right, a monk in the foundation building period can send a blow of a spiritual weapon, and Luo Jiang is a cultivator of the eighth layer of the qi cultivation period, and with the assistance of Lan Ruoshui, the spiritual power is no less turbulent than that of a junior monk in the foundation building period.

The spiritual power in Luo Jiang's body was quickly drained, and Luo Tianjian's sword turned into a dazzling golden light, shooting towards the two demon beasts.

Laugh at!

One demon beast was killed immediately, and Luo Tianjian shot at the other demon beast again, stabbing it into its chest, seriously injuring it.

Roar!

The body of the bear-like demon beast stood up suddenly, and the bear's claws violently grabbed the ground, flying sand and rocks for a while. Stones the size of a millstone shot in all directions.

But it was badly wounded, and it was just dying. Xie Yuan and Cao Ying, who had been depressed and unable to break through the defense, suddenly swung their magic weapons and shot them over, expanding the wounds on the bear-like demon beasts.

However, in a few dozen breaths, the last seriously injured bear demon beast was also killed, and two huge corpses as huge as a hill lay there, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xie Yuan and others found that their strength was weaker after all. Even if there are low hands in the Qi training period, but in the face of the foundation building period, there is still a weak heart. It is imminent to improve the strength.

Looking at the rivers of blood flowing under the two bear-like demon beasts, Luo Jiang said to Mo Fei: "Senior Sister Mo Fei, you go and collect blood, let's make talisman juice and carve talisman arrays for people with earth attributes." ”

The bear demon beast is an earth attribute, and it is a two-headed high-level demon beast, and its heart essence and blood are good materials for making talisman juice. Mo Fei recovered from the shock after being reminded by Luo Jiang, and hurriedly ran forward to collect all the jade bottles on his body.

Master Zhang and two other refiners also stepped forward, and with the help of Xie Yuan and the others, they cut off the useful materials on the demon beast's body.

When they were all busy, Luo Jiang took the Middle-grade Spiritual Power Pill, and also restored the spiritual power in his body by thirty percent. He took out five pure crystals from the storage bag, all of which were obtained from the demon beasts in the middle of the Qi cultivation period, and threw them at Xie Yuan, Cao Ying, Xu Yin, Wu Ziniu, and Ren Yuan respectively, and then took out the pure crystals from the hearts of the two bear-like demon beasts, kept one for himself, and gave one to Lan Ruoshui.

After the heart had just now, Lan Ruoshui didn't seem to dare to look at Luo Jiang's eyes, blushed, and took the pure crystal. The soft and charming style she showed made Luo Jiang's heart pound wildly.

"Alright, let's move on. Luo Jiang said: "It is only more than a hundred miles away from the provincial capital of Nanyang. ”

Two days later, after crossing a boundary monument, Luo Jiang and others set foot on the land of Nanyang Province.

In the eighteen provincial capitals of Daqinguo, the places where Luo Jiang is familiar with living are only the capital of Daqinguo, Lingxian Province where Cuiweimen is located, and then Nanyang Province. So the mood is a little different from other people.

Since Nanyang Province is far away from Lingxian Province, it is less affected by the disaster, and there are not a few cultivators who want to come and gather. However, along the way, I still saw that the villages and villages were empty, and the cities were empty, and I didn't know where the people of Lu Dao had retreated.

"Senior Brother Luo, where are we going? Do you have a goal?" Xu Yin couldn't help but ask when she saw that Luo Jiang was comparing the map.

Luo Jiang pointed to a certain place on the map and said, "Here, Fawang Temple." ”

Luo Jiang glanced at the entire team, "It's been more than ten days since we left Xuancheng, and it's time to rest." It's just the right time to absorb the gains of the battle and turn them into strength. ”

After resting from Xuancheng's "Yihong Mansion", after a period of fusion with Meng Bing's team, everyone has more or less obtained pure crystals in their hands, which can be stabilized and absorbed.

And along the way, although the population is rare and all of them have migrated, there is no disaster that people can't look at directly, and it is not so urgent to go to the provincial capital of Qingyang, and they can do and grow.

When another day, a continuous and majestic group of mountains appeared in front of him, Luo Jiang had mixed feelings, patted Barcelona on the head and said: "Barceló, that is the Fawang Mountain!"

However, Barcelona always likes the scenery, and said very unhappily: "Brother Jiang, don't keep touching my head, make me look like a pet." ”

"Fawang Mountain is Fawang Mountain. Barcelo didn't care. For him, what is worth remembering on Fawang Mountain is the incident of meeting Luo Jiang. Anyway, now that Luo Jiang is by his side, what is there to remember about the days of Fawang Mountain?

Killing all the way up the mountain, all the monsters I encountered were monsters mutated from wild beasts, but there was no thrill. When really stepping foot on the outer peaks, there are already man-made roads and palaces. Previously, these belonged to Howangji Temple.

Luo Jiang knew that the outer peaks had been occupied by bandits, but at this time, the buildings had already been emptied.

"It seems that this Fawang Temple used to be extremely brilliant! This scale is not much smaller than that of Cuiwei Gate. Xu Yin couldn't help but exclaim.

It is inconvenient for Luo Jiang to explain the origin of Fawang Temple, and the heart is that this is the location chosen by the Mingguang monk, and the cultivation of the Mingguang monk is much higher than that of the ancestors of Cuiweimen. Even if someone says that Fawang Temple is more brilliant than Cuiweimen, I believe it.

Crossing the outer peaks and heading towards the central peaks, Luo Jiang gradually showed a sense of familiarity.

Zhou Shan couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Senior Brother Luo, you seem to be extremely familiar with this place, have you been here before?"

Luo Jiang smiled: "It's not just that I've been here. You see, the highest mountain is the main peak of Howangji Temple, where the main temples and halls are located. Next to it was a small mountain where I had spent months. ”

At this moment, everyone was surprised, and asked, "What are you doing in the monk's temple?"

Luo Jiang shrugged his shoulders, "The past is unbearable, so don't mention it." That was before I stepped into the cultivation realm, for some reason, I stayed here, but I didn't expect that one day there would be a chance to revisit the old place. ”

"Let's go, let's go directly to the main peak, and rest there for a few days. Luo Jiang said.

The familiar buildings around, the familiar stones, but there are no people, and there is a sense that things are not people.

Stepping on the main peak, Luo Jiang raised his eyes to see that there was the central hall, there was the Armory Pavilion, there was the Library Pavilion, everything was there.

"There's still someone in the Armory. Ling suddenly said to Luo Jiang.

Luo Jiang was stunned for a moment, so he came to the outside of the Armory Pavilion, and when he walked into Wuzhang, he could already hear the chaotic breathing sound in it, although it was slight, it couldn't hide from his ears, and judging that there were more than 20 people.

"Who the hell is it? Is it an ordinary person who fled up the mountain, or is it from a nearby mountain peak?" Luo Jiang wondered, when he left that day, the Fawang Temple was sealed, so he didn't think it was the original monks.

"People inside, come out. Luo Jiang said outside the door.

No sound.

Luo Jiang shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and popped out a stream of spiritual power, turning into a thin blade, slashing through the thick crack of the door, and the wrist-thick latch broke in response, and the door opened wide, revealing the situation inside.

The people among them exclaimed in surprise, Luo Jiang looked into it, couldn't help but be stunned, and wondered: "Why are they?"

The people in the armory pavilion held a rusty eyebrow stick or ring knife in their hands, guarded, after a period of panic, when they saw that there were normal people outside, they couldn't help but stabilize, and some of them began to walk out.

When the person who came out saw Luo Jiang, he was stunned again, and naturally distinguished the extraordinaryness of these people, and did not dare to speak more.

Luo Jiang recognized this person as a monk named Yuan, but at this time he was unkempt, his hair and beard had grown long, and he didn't look like a monk at all...... Although they didn't look like it before, they were bald.

Luo Jiang opened his mouth and asked, "Isn't the Fawang Temple surrounded by officers and soldiers? If you want to arrest the person who shot the son of the senior general, how can you still be here?"

The monk was puzzled, how could he still take out this old thing and ask, but he still replied honestly: "They turned over the temple and took everything they could take away, and then they only took Yuanqiu away and went down the mountain." ”

Luo Jiang asked again: "Why are you still on the mountain, and how did you survive?"

The monk replied, "The beasts on the mountain have suddenly become so powerful, and the way down the mountain has been blocked, so we have to gather all the food in the temple and hide it in the armory pavilion." ”

Luo Jiang nodded, and everything understood.

At this time, everyone in the Armory Pavilion also came out one after another, all of them were people familiar with Luo Jiang, the monks in the Fawang Temple, and even women such as Qiumei, Lianxiang, Xiyu, and Chrysanthemum.

Luo Jiang said: "If there are still people in Wucheng, I will send you away, and don't continue to defile this meditation temple." ”

"Thank you, thank you. The monks hurriedly thanked them, but they didn't seem to believe in the ability of Luo Jiang and the others, and then asked weakly: "There won't be danger, right?"

Barcelona was beside Luo Jiang and looked curiously.

Qiu Mei's gaze stayed on Barcelo, and after looking at it for a moment, her face turned different. Although Barcelona has grown up, it is not as different as people after all, but she still remembers Barcelona vividly. Another thought immediately came to mind of Luo Jiang.

"You, you're ...... Luo Jiang?" Qiu Mei suddenly pointed at Luo Jiangdao.

Seeing that someone recognized him, Luo Jiang nodded, but did not deny it, and said in his heart, sure enough, it is still a woman with a delicate mind.

Hearing the name Luo Jiang all of a sudden, the others fell into momentary doubts, and when they suddenly remembered, they all looked at them with shocked eyes.

Look at these people yourself, how miserable they are, like beggars, but look at Luo Jiang again, the green shirt is plus, the bearing is extraordinary, and there is a feeling of detachment from the mortal world. The growth trajectory between people is always very different.

After a gap of four or five years, Luo Jiang came to Fawang Temple in another way.

Seeing Qiumei, the first thought of Luojiang Barcelo's master and servant was the scene where Barcelona stole a few gold cakes to see Qiumei's body.

But now, some people in Qiumei are old and yellow, and their charming color has been greatly reduced.

Barcelo shook his head and said, "Oh, I suddenly want to compose poetry." Brother Jiang, and Zhang Lei's kid, are you okay?...... Time is a demon killing knife, black fungus, purple grapes. ”

"Dead dog. Ling scolded in Luo Jiangzhihai.

"How, how?" Barcelo wagged his tail, showing off cheaply.

After a pause, only Xie Yuan had a strange expression on his face, but he disguised it with a straight face.

Luo Jiang despised him in his heart, his face was dazed, and he said very innocently: "I can't understand anything." ”

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