Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 157 156, Wild Temple Adventure!
Three days later, Lingwu Mansion, at the foot of Damang Mountain.

In the evening, Shen Lang stepped out of the mountain forest, looked up at the sky, saw the dark clouds in the sky, and the mountain rain was about to come, and was about to choose a place to camp to avoid the rain. Xiao Zhao, who was exploring the way ahead, suddenly sent a telepathic message:
"Shen Lang, come quickly, there is a mountain temple here, although it has been abandoned, but the roof is still intact, you can stay for one night. By the way, I also killed a few pheasants, which are fat and strong, hurry up Come beggar chicken!"

Shen Lang chuckled and replied, "Come here right away!"

Following the telepathy, he flew towards Xiao Zhao's place.

After bypassing a mountain ridge, we stepped into a dense forest. There was a mountain trail overgrown with weeds in the forest. After walking along the trail for a while, we saw a small temple.

This small temple seems to have been abandoned for a long time, and weeds grew more than a foot deep in the cracks of the steps under the eaves.Even between the corrugated roofs, there are many weeds scattered here and there.

The gate of the temple had already collapsed, and the threshold had been pried away by someone. Xiao Zhao squatted in front of the empty gate, licking his paws leisurely, with seven or eight plump pheasants with colorful feathers piled up in front of him.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Shen Lang said his hard work to Xiao Zhao, walked into the temple gate to check, and saw that the inside was also empty, only a statue of a god with a large part of its colored knees peeled off, exposing a large piece of mud was stuck in the temple, and there was not even an altar left in front of the statue. Not to mention the incense burner.

"It's completely abandoned. Even the incense burner and altar table have been removed. This mountain god doesn't seem very effective!"

Shen Lang chuckled, then looked up at the roof, and saw that the roof was basically intact, except for two places where there was light through, so he went out of the temple gate, jumped onto the roof, and repaired the two places where the light was through.

After repairing the roof, Shen Lang nodded in satisfaction, went down to deal with the pheasant that Xiao Zhao had hunted, and started beggar chicken.

When the outside of the temple became pitch black and the rain was pouring down, Shen Lang had already eaten the tender and delicious beggar's chicken with Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu in the temple.Xiao Gu also held a chicken paw, squatting in front of the fire, gnawing the skin of the chicken paw symbolically.

Only the little rabbit didn't smell fishy, ​​hugged a roasted yam, and ate it in small bites, with an extraordinarily elegant demeanor.

When he was eating vigorously, Xiaogu suddenly turned his head and looked outside the temple gate:
[Someone is here...]

In this rainy night, its perception is sharper than that of a cat.

The cat's eyesight, hearing, and sense of smell will be disturbed by heavy rain, but Xiaogu's "soul vision" will not be disturbed in any way. Through the heavy night and thick rain curtain, he can see the bright "soul fire" of living people in the distance .

[Soul Fire, very dazzling, very energetic, no, ordinary people. 】

Shen Lang silently nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he took all the little monsters into the space, even put away the leftover chicken bones, leaving only the half beggar chicken in his hand, eating slowly.

Not long after, footsteps came from outside the temple gate, perhaps seeing the fire in the temple, the people outside the gate stayed for a while, and then walked again and entered the temple gate.

Shen Lang looked sideways, and saw that the people who came were two men and one woman.

Both men were burly men in their thirties, dressed in strong black suits, each carrying a broad-backed machete, both breathing long and sharply, with sharp eyes.

Shen Lang has killed hundreds of warriors with his own hands now, and dozens of warriors who have cultivated over the sixth rank. He himself has reached the sixth rank, so he is very clear about the characteristics of the warriors above the sixth rank.

At this moment, just listening to the breathing rhythm of the two big men and looking at the brilliance in their eyes, one can tell that both of them have cultivation bases above the sixth rank.

As for whether it is the sixth grade or the fifth grade, it is not easy to tell at a glance.

The two big men stepped into the temple gate first, looked around vigilantly for a while, especially stared at Shen Lang for a long time, probably felt that he was not a threat, and then turned sideways to welcome the woman behind him in.

The woman held an oiled paper umbrella and wore a light blue long dress. She had a good face, black hair like a waterfall, and a graceful figure. She didn't have any martial arts characteristics when she walked.

But when the woman in Tsing Yi's eyes fell on Shen Lang, even though she did not directly target Shen Lang with hostility, but had some instinctive precautions when seeing strangers, Shen Lang's increasingly sharp spiritual sense immediately gave birth to a faint A sense of threat, I instinctively perceive that this woman in Tsing Yi can pose a certain threat to himself.

As for whether the threat is fatal...

Unless you really start to do it, it's really hard to judge just by feeling.

"I don't have martial arts, but it makes me instinctively feel threatened... Is this woman a Taoist monk? If she can pose a certain threat to me, she must have a seventh-rank cultivation at least..."

Shen Lang muttered to himself, he didn't look at the woman in Tsing Yi, and gnawed on the chicken with relish.

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't look at Shen Lang too much, and soon took the two big men in black to the corner of the temple, sat on the ground, closed her eyes and meditated.Two big men in black stood by her side with their arms down.

"Using warriors of the sixth rank or above as guards... This woman seems to be a real monk!"

While thinking, heavy footsteps sounded outside the door again.

The woman in Tsing Yi slowly opened her eyes and looked sideways at the temple gate.

Shen Lang also looked sideways, and saw a bald monk with a height of nearly two meters, arms thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and a hand-held shovel, wearing a dilapidated cassock, revealing a large amount of chest hair, and a fleshy face, striding into the temple gate .

This bald-headed monk is tall and strong, with well-developed muscles, and he is holding a "heavy weapon". You can watch his steps and listen to his breathing, and it is obvious that he does not have any martial arts in him.

However, when the monk's fierce eyes swept across the temple, Shen Lang suddenly felt a faint sense of threat, and the sense of threat was slightly stronger than that of the woman in Tsing Yi. .

"Another monk?"

Shen Lang was surprised:

"What's the matter with this ruined temple? It's rare to see Taoist monks in the capital city of Yingzhou. How come there are only two in this small ruined temple?"

When he was surprised, the monk's eyes fell on the girl in Tsing Yi, and he sneered:
"Green Bamboo Snake? Why are you here?"

The woman in Tsing Yi also looked at the great monk with cold eyes, and said coldly:
"I can be where I want, what's the matter with you Sect Monk?"

The great monk sneered and said:

"You Green Bamboo Snake can't care about your troubles elsewhere, but here, hey, it's not the place you should come."

As soon as these words came out, the two big men in black beside her suddenly breathed slowly, their eyes fixed, and they raised their hands to hold the handle of the knife on their backs.

Just when the atmosphere between the two sides was getting tense, and there was a posture of fighting if there was a disagreement.

There was another sound of small footsteps outside the door.

The great monk named "Miemen Monk" frowned, looked back, but didn't know what he saw, his expression changed slightly, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, walked to a corner of the temple with a handy shovel, leaned against his back He sat down in the corner, staring at the temple door, his muscles tensed, and he looked on high alert.

The green-clothed woman named "Green Bamboo Snake" also frowned at the temple gate, her expression more dignified than when she confronted the Monk Miemen just now.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Shen Lang couldn't help looking at the temple gate curiously.

Soon, I saw four teenagers in gray clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing boy buns, carrying a small sedan chair, and walked into the gate of the temple with small steps.

On the sedan chair, sat a girl in white clothes who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

The young girl's appearance was extremely beautiful, but her complexion was pale and almost transparent, revealing a pitiful sickness.The figure is also thin and thin, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.It was even more empty below the knees, and there was no calf.

But just such a thin, sickly-faced girl without a pair of calves, when her sickly eyes swept past the temple, Shen Lang couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart, and once again felt a sense of threat .

This time the girl in white gave him a stronger sense of threat than the girl in green and the monk who killed the door.

Shen Lang knew instinctively that he was probably no match for this white-clothed girl in a one-on-one duel.

"Another Taoist monk, whose cultivation level is even stronger than that of the Tsing Yi girl and the door-killing monk! Well, although the threat is great, the 'spiritual seed' does not feel suppressed by the level. Therefore, the level of this female cultivation base should still be only Seventh rank. But she may have completed all the spells, and all ninth rank spells can be cast instantly..."

A seventh-rank monk, if he has completed all the spells, will have three seventh-rank spells, six eighth-rank spells, and nine ninth-rank spells.They are much more powerful than Li Ying, Ge Qingyun, Han Chuna and other "congqipin" who have never fully practiced their spells, and even learned what they have learned.

Although Shen Lang's cultivation is equivalent to the sixth rank, he has no spells to cultivate.

There are no sixth-rank spells, only one seventh-rank spell, which is still auxiliary, eighth-rank spells only have one "flame knife", and ninth-rank spells only have four.

He really can't beat a seventh-rank monk who has completed all spells and can cast all ninth-rank spells instantly, one-on-one.

Fortunately, the girl in white was the same as the girl in Tsing Yi and the Monk Miemen. She only glanced at Shen Lang casually, without showing any targeted hostility, and then turned her attention to the Monk Miemen and the Miemen Monk.

"Miemen Monk, Green Bamboo Snake? Are you here too?"

The girl in white had a crisp and melodious voice, which sounded quite energetic, not as weak as her sickly appearance.

The girl in Tsing Yi didn't make a sound, she only slightly moved her chin, her eyes were still fixed on the girl in white, with a look of high alert.

The door-killing monk just snorted coldly and stared at the girl in white without blinking, his face also full of nervousness and alertness.

"Ah……"

The girl in white covered her mouth with her sleeve and said with a delicate smile:

"Don't be so nervous, people won't eat you..."

As they spoke, they lightly waved their hands, and the four boys in gray clothes gently dropped the sedan chair to the ground.

The girl in white raised her slender wrists, clenched her small hands into fists, beat her knees lightly, and said in a tone of self-pity:
"Hey, when it's rainy, my broken legs hurt so much..."

No one answered, and the girl in white didn't feel embarrassed, and said with a smile:

"By the way, have you heard? Someone is offering a reward of [-] silver dollars on the black market for the life of a minion of the God of Catchers."

Hearing this, Shen Lang immediately lifted his spirits and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

Seeing that the girl in white seemed to have no hostility at all, the "monk exterminating monk" finally cheered up and spoke slowly:
"I heard. One hundred thousand silver dollars can buy a human life. Such a high bounty ranks in the top ten in the history of the black market. I don't know who has such a big money, and how much hatred he has with the guy who was offered a reward."

The woman in Tsing Yi also exhaled slowly, and said curiously:

"I recently retreated to practice the law, but I have never heard of it. I don't know who was offered a reward? What skills do they have that are worth such a large reward?"

The door-killing monk said:

"A minion named Shen Lang. Ability, hey, it's a combination of martial arts and martial arts. It's not a small skill."

I'm going, it's me?
Shen Lang was secretly astonished:

Who the hell is so generous, offering a reward of [-] yuan for my life?

The annual salary of Qipin County Venerable, plus the New Year's bonus, is only three hundred silver dollars a year!One hundred thousand silver dollars is enough to pay salaries to more than 300 county officials for a whole year.

Such a arrogant person, can't he be the emperor's old man?
But isn't he short of money, why is he willing to spend so much money to offer me a reward?

However, one hundred thousand silver dollars is just one of the top ten rewards in the history of the so-called "black market". How much should the reward be for the other rewards, especially the largest one?
Who will be the target of the bounty?

Although there was a sky-high reward on his body, and at least two people in the temple knew about the reward, Shen Lang didn't panic at all.

Because he has put on makeup now, and he is no longer what he used to be.

He wears a pirate patch over his left eye, pretending to be a one-eyed dragon.A big beard was pasted on his face, and his weapons were replaced with two three-foot-long copper maces, and he was dressed like a gangster.

With his current appearance, unless it is Chen Yuniang, Mu Qingxue and a few people who are very familiar with him, it is impossible for others to recognize him just based on that sketch.

At this time, the woman in Tsing Yi laughed and said:

"Dual practice of martial arts and martial arts? You are so young, it is simply whimsical. How can anyone practice martial arts and martial arts at the same time?"

The exterminator smiled and shook his head:
"Don't underestimate that kid named Shen Lang. It is said that he has reached the seventh rank of martial arts. He can use the 'flame knife' to kill a fifth-rank warrior with this technique, and he has at least an eighth-rank cultivation. for."

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled and shook her head:
"Although I don't practice martial arts, I also know that after the sixth grade of martial arts, it takes a long time every day to meditate and breathe, to accumulate internal strength, and to practice fighting skills such as fists, feet, weapons and blades.

"Not to mention Taoism, it takes at least two hours a day to visualize and cultivate the primordial spirit. In addition, any Taoism of the ninth rank or above also requires a lot of time to study and practice.

"That kid surnamed Shen not only practiced Dharma, but also practiced martial arts. Where did he have so much time and energy to practice? Even if he is a peerless genius, if he refuses to give up one discipline, his achievements will stop here. Maybe he can rely on seven High-grade martial arts and eight-grade spells are available for a while, but there is no hope of a higher level forever.

"The person who offered the reward is really ridiculous. Just such a kid who is destined to fail in writing and martial arts, is willing to throw a hundred thousand silver dollars... He has the hatred of killing his family and taking his wife, and killing his son and father?"

The door-killing monk smiled:
"Sajia likes this kind of high-ranking customers. But it is extremely difficult to offer sky-high rewards. Like the highest reward in history, it has been hanging for a full ten years, and the reward has risen from the original 20 silver dollars ten years ago. Today's million dollars.

"But who dares to take that order? No matter how much money you have, you have to get it.

"And this top ten reward in history is a windfall for us. As long as we can find that kid, we can get one hundred thousand silver dollars at our fingertips. Of course, if it is Qin Yao... Senior is also interested in this reward, and the Sa family withdrew That's right."

The white-clothed girl chuckled:
"If you want to be called a 'demon girl', you can call it. People are never afraid of this. I'm naturally interested in offering rewards. But that kid is very thieves. It is said that after he wiped out the South Sea Sword Sect with traps, he disappeared. Has not been seen for more than a month.

"I can't be bothered to go out of my way to find him. If I bump into him by accident, I can pick off his head and get a bonus. If I don't hit him, I'll count him lucky!"

After chatting and laughing for a while, the atmosphere between the three of them was no longer as tense and tense as before, but rather harmonious.

But at this moment, the girl in white suddenly changed her words:
"Speaking of which, you all came here for the residence of the Great Master of the Former Dynasty, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the door-killing monk and the girl in Tsing Yi fell silent at the same time, and the atmosphere that had been joyous just now became heavy and depressing again.

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)