Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 2 Rusty Sword

Wen Lianggong glanced at the statue of the Zhenwu Demon-Conquering God sitting on the central altar, and then took a long stride and took out a rusty sword from the side wall of the dilapidated main hall.

I didn't have time to go in and take a look at it at that time, but I finally got it this time, and I don't know what it has to do with the rusty sword in the Temple of Immortality.

After all, the one who worshiped Sanqing, the one I worshiped here was Zhenwu, who was a head shorter in terms of specifications.

Moreover, the binding task of the attribute panel is the concept of immortality, and it will never be done without aim.

Put this thought down for the time being and look up.

This main hall, to be honest, if it weren't for the size and grandeur of the building, the tiles on the roof would be missing piece by piece, cobwebs would be all over the place, the tables and chairs would be broken and collapsed, and a thick layer of dust would accumulate on the ground.

It's fair to say it's a ruined temple in the wilderness.

At this moment, the surrounding colors became darker, and everything was cast into a layer of gloom. It was like playing a horror game where the colors were deliberately dimmed to create a scary atmosphere.

Wen Lianggong, who was already mentally prepared, didn't have too much fear. Having experienced life and death, he could maintain a relatively calm attitude. He walked around the main hall and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal around him before lifting the bag he was carrying. My heart relaxed a little.

With some difficulty, he pulled out the rusty long sword from the scabbard. Rust covered the sword body, and it no longer had its former sharpness.

Wen Lianggong didn't care, mainly because he took out a prompt from the rusty sword to systematically obtain the mythical aura, which increased the skill points on his attribute panel.

Although the secret book has been transformed into a spiritual light, it actually consumes skill points.

At the same time, he also found a link on the Zhenwu Demon-Conquering God Statue, which was the key to why he was able to quickly master Zhanyi Shibatuo and Taiqing Swordsmanship from first-time practice to first-hand knowledge.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is quick to accept and is diligent, so he has mastered these two skills in just ten days.

As a person from two lifetimes, it is only natural that his talents are extraordinary.

From the point of acquiring the mythical aura, he concluded that this rusty sword was definitely not simple and could not be let go.

He inserted the rusty sword into the scabbard again, then pulled it out, then inserted it again, and repeated this dozens of times.

Rusty Sword: "..."

Scabbard: "..."

After making sure that the rust had been worn away a little by constant friction, and that plugging and unplugging was no longer as jerky as the first time, and gradually became smoother, with no harsh rusty friction sound, Wen Lianggong stopped with satisfaction and hung his hand on his waist. Use the clips reserved in advance.

"suitable!"

Wen Lianggong patted the specially set buckle with satisfaction, pulled out the long sword on his back, and looked at the ajar door of the main hall.

Next, we need to go out of the main hall to see what this ghost place is like.

Walking to the door, Wen Lianggong took a deep breath and slowly pushed open a slightly ajar door with his long sword.

Accompanied by a harsh 'clucking' friction sound caused by years of disrepair, Wen Lianggong immediately stopped moving after pushing it open to accommodate one person in and out, and the movement suddenly stopped.

After all, this movement made him feel a little guilty.

Listening to the sound of his own breathing, he used his long sword to draw the air outside the door several times. After making sure that there was no one to open the door, Wen Lianggong took a step forward and looked around.

Hey!

The Taoist temple architecture in this mysterious place is much better than the real Taoist temple with only one main hall and two side rooms. It is even so tight on a remote mountain with so few tourists that it makes people think it is about to collapse. many.

Coming out of the main hall is a square with a wide view, all paved with bluestone bricks. Around it, you can see ancient buildings scattered on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain, and even towering towers standing on the top of the mountain.

There is also a huge garden next to it, which is exquisitely built and equipped with pavilions, ponds, flowing water and rockery caves. There are towering flowers and trees in the garden, and there are countless covered bridges, pavilions and rockeries. It is enough to predict the grand situation of Taoist temples in this heyday.

Wen Lianggong has been a Taoist priest for several years. Although he is a parallel importer, he has learned some things and can generally understand them.

The entire Taoist temple is in harmony with heaven and earth, pursuing the artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man. However, it is now extremely dilapidated. Even because a peak-like tower building in front was cut in half by something, it reveals a sense of fragmentation. One side of the world is incompatible.

Boom!

A sound came from the corner to the right where Wen Lianggong was standing. Wen Lianggong's heart tightened, and he followed the sound and his pupils shrank.

At the corner, about 1.7 meters tall, there was a pale face looking sideways out of thin air, with a pair of green eyes staring straight at him.

Noticing Wen Lianggong's gaze, the pale face suddenly opened its mouth, revealing the sharp interlocking teeth, and then retracted suddenly, disappearing from his eyes.

Mudd! what? !

Wen Lianggong was slightly shocked, but he didn't panic too much. He had been mentally prepared before. Although he was shocked when he saw this, he didn't panic when he saw such a physical object.

As long as you can hit it and touch it, then everything is easy to talk about.

He held the high-manganese steel sword in his hand. This long sword had been sharpened by modern technology and was extremely sharp. It was easy to blow and break hair.

He put the long sword back on his body, and then took out the folding crossbow from his backpack. This thing was considered contraband. It took him a lot of effort to get it. It was extremely powerful.

Shooting a car can shoot right through the door.

Looking at the corner where the head disappeared, Wen Lianggong turned around and walked in the opposite direction without hesitation. Although he had to explore, rushing forward like this was completely out of his mind.

This was the first time he walked out of the main hall, and Wen Lianggong didn't walk very far.

Instead, he carefully avoided the monster area just now, took out a palm-sized notepad, and slowly placed it against the wall of the main hall. After carefully drawing the general structure of several areas, he carefully kept it close to his body.

Then he glanced at the direction in which the disheveled head was retracting, and finally retreated silently, waiting for him to come back when he was fully prepared next time.

Turning your head to look at the gloomy and dim building, you can see that it is a mass of darkness, just dormant and quiet, which is scary.

Returning to the main hall again, Wen Lianggong carefully avoided the Zhenwu statue that exuded evil nature everywhere, although he felt a mythical aura from the statue and increased his skill point by one.

But from the side, it proves that there is definitely something wrong with this statue.

Touching some things once is enough. If you touch them again, there is no going back.

He huddled in the corner and waited quietly for the time to pass. As his vision blurred and he was about to leave the main hall, Wen Lianggong suddenly felt a black shadow flashing through his blurry vision and darting in from the crack in the main hall door.

By the time he wanted to see clearly, his vision had changed and returned to reality.

"what?"

Wen Lianggong frowned and thought for a long time, trying to remember, but he didn't know whether it was because of his own eyesight or the vision that appeared after returning to reality, so he simply put it aside for the time being, and made up his mind to be more prepared next time he went in. Ballistic shields and stuff like that.

Is that really a mythical world?

With deep thought, Wen Lianggong turned off the phone that was still recording, and then clicked on playback.

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