Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 152 Red Dust Taoist Temple
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Xiao Yin raised his head curiously and saw a minimalist door in the fenced area. The door was made of thatched eaves, and a plaque hung under the eaves. On the plaque, four large characters were majesticly written in elegant notes. .

Hongchen Taoist Temple.

"Hongchen Taoist Temple? Such a small fenced courtyard is actually called a Taoist Temple?" Xiao Yin said in surprise, "Sir, what's the mystery here?"

Chu Tianming looked at the plaque with a smile on his lips, "Hongchen Taoist Temple, Hongchen Taoist Temple... there is a lot of mystery here."

"Is there a great opportunity?" Lin Feng chuckled, as if he wanted to see something famous from this worldly Taoist temple, but in the end his eyes fell on the old man lying on the wicker chair, " Is that old man a hidden king or an acquired master?"

Generally speaking, if a dying old man suddenly appears in such a strange place, there must be something fishy, ​​and there may be a great opportunity.

Chu Tianming glanced at the wicker chair and said with a smile: "He... he is not a human being."

"Ah? It's not a human being, could it be...?" Lin Feng was slightly surprised. You must know that this Shuxuan world was originally an ancient Xuanshu place for refining treasures, and countless people were buried here. "No, this is not Lanting. Is it left behind by the Book Sage? It shouldn’t have much to do with the Earthly Mysterious Book, right?”

"No more riddles, come in with me." After Chu Tianming said that, he stepped into the minimalist wooden door. As soon as he stepped through the door, the branches of the old tree swayed inadvertently.

They couldn't feel the atmosphere in the hospital without being admitted to the hospital. When they stepped in, Xiaoyin and Lin Feng suddenly felt that the hospital was desolate and deserted. It seemed that the old man had no life, and everything seemed a bit strange and dead.

Xiaobai, who was lying on Xiaoyin's shoulders, suddenly opened his eyes, and landed on the old man. The lifeless old man gave him an extremely dangerous aura, and this kind of aura seemed to be stronger than that of the old man. Chu Tianming's groom was even more terrifying.

"Woof!" it called in a low voice. This place was strange. If there was any trouble, it would be beyond the scope of what it could handle. It signaled Xiaoyin to follow Chu Tianming closely.

Chu Tianming went around the thatched house, then came to the old tree, glanced at the old man lying on the wicker chair, and finally walked to a stone table next to him and sat down, took out the wine gourd, and silently drank the wine.

Only then did Xiao Yin and Lin Feng observe the old man. Upon observation, they suddenly discovered that the old man was not a human being at all, but something with a human appearance. It had no vital signs and no breath. It looked like a piece of It lay there like a stone, hard and cold.

"It... what is it?" Xiao Yin couldn't help but ask.

Chu Tianming said calmly: "It depends on how you define it. To the palace, it is an ordinary housekeeper. To the outside world, it is a powerful existence that can destroy a country."

When Lin Feng heard this, his heart was shocked and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but the old man was just looking over his head, and a layman couldn't tell any clues at all, "Is it some kind of weapon from ancient times, or some kind of puppet? "

Chu Tianming nodded and said: "This is a Taoist puppet with the peak combat power of the king. It once caused a war between various parties, and was finally obtained by Lanting Shusheng after he calmed down the war."

"Then what's wrong with it now?" Xiaoyin asked.

Chu Tianming gave a speechless answer: "Sleeping."

"Uh..." Lin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, "Do you want the puppet to sleep?"

Chu Tianming smiled and said nothing.

A puppet naturally does not need to sleep, but if this puppet wants to become a human being, then it needs to experience the experience of becoming a "human".

"Then will it wake up?" Lin Feng asked.

"Yes." Chu Tianming replied, and then took another sip of wine.

Although Tao Zun's puppet sleeps for hundreds of years, it will wake up because Chu Tianming is here.

It's also because... Chu Tianming didn't have much Dao Chong wine left.Wait and wait, most of the day has passed.

Lin Feng became a little anxious and quickly asked: "Master, how long do we have to wait? There are so many treasures in the palace, why don't we just leave them without taking anything? Then when the people behind us come, they will all fall into It’s in their hands!”

Chu Tianming glanced at him and asked, "Have you ever seen the treasures being emptied out after so many years of opening up the world of Shuxuan?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and then laughed, "I understand, it's better to follow the young master to have meat to eat."

After saying that, he stood silently beside Chu Tianming and stopped moving.

In the Hongchen Taoist courtyard, there were only three people and one dog in the originally empty courtyard. However, the three people and one dog were a bit strange, because there was only one person sitting in front of the stone table drinking alone, while the other two were respectful. Standing respectfully behind him.

Outside the palace, the ink rain gradually began to stop, the tide of ink beasts also slowly dissipated, and the palace door opened slightly.

Just like this rain, some people have already secretly formed an alliance...

"The door is open, the door is open!" Some monks shouted in surprise.

Xu Qingqian and the others looked at each other and rushed into the door.

Qingmang Jianzi, Jian Shishi and others also entered quickly.

Just when everyone was almost in, the ink rain finally stopped.

"Wait, what do you think that is?" Some monks came in late and saw some dark figures suddenly appearing on the horizon of the plain. They didn't look like a tide of ink beasts, but more like some kind of inexplicable team... …

The monks stretched their necks and looked around. From a distance, they saw that the team was pitch black, with strange steps and crowds of people.And above those teams, it seemed that Yin Qi was constantly gathering.

In the team, there are countless creatures wearing gray and black torn cloaks. They advance like ghosts, showing a kind of encirclement, faintly shrinking the encirclement of the palace.

"Reverse life..."

"Reverse life..."

"Reverse life..."

……

They spit out obscure syllables, like walking zombies, and like evil spirits.

Among them, a dark red arc of light suddenly flew out, and in the arc of light was the figure of a young man.

The young man's figure flew across the sky, carrying a strange black air, and rushed to the door of the palace.

In front of the palace gate, some monks saw a skeleton wielding a magic sword from behind the figure in a daze. In such a moment of confusion, they were killed by the young figure with a sword.

After the execution, the young man raised his hand and gathered all the blood of those monks. He formed a hand formula, opened his mouth to suck the blood, and then sprayed it on the sword in his hand.

Tempered by the monk's essence and blood, the magic pattern on the sword in the young man's hand flickered slightly, like a burning stream flowing in hell.

(End of this chapter)