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Chapter 60 Lanruo Temple

Three and a half miles east of Guobei County, there is a gloomy ancient temple in the old forest, which is Lanruo Temple.

This is the shortest distance in a straight line.

Zhan Wuzha walked out of Guobei County, walked eastward for a while, jumped 20 meters high, and vaguely saw the location of Lanruo Temple.

"How to unfold it?"

Zhan Wuzha thought like a bright mirror in his heart, knowing that if he practiced at a normal speed, he might not be able to gather enough energy to return after a year. The only way to kill the thousand-year-old Yinmu Kuishu demon, if there is a legendary demon pill or something of.

Naturally, enough energy can be collected.

Zhan Wuzha's only concern is that he doesn't know whether he can kill the millennium tree demon. Of course, the most important thing at the moment is how to obtain the method of cultivation. At present, the closest place is how to exchange the method of cultivation from Yan Chixia.

"I don't know if there is aura of heaven and earth in this world, and I don't know what it looks like. I can't even see it."

Zhan Wuzha pondered the aura of heaven and earth in his heart, and he didn't know that he needed the so-called "open sky eye" from time to time before he could see it.

After all, he has tried running, jumping, handstand, etc. on the ground and water, on trees, haystacks, dry wells, hills, on city walls, roofs, and fields, but all failed. Discover the so-called aura of heaven and earth.

This made him very disappointed.

"Could it be that the aura of the world has a so-called network protocol..."

Zhan Wuzha laughed at his own thought, and his mind was more inclined to a kind of thought, just like only those with the ability of mind can see the energy of mind, and the spirit of heaven and earth needs to be combined with certain conditions to be able to see it.

Soon.

In this old woods, I avoided many smelly places and walked about five miles.

period.

Zhan Wuzha completely restrained his Qi and breath along the way. After carefully observing the species of this forest, he thought that it could be called a locust tree forest. He also knew that the wild wolves in this jungle did not only come out to hunt at night. It seems that he only comes to the woods leading to Lanruo Temple occasionally.

In the forest, there are still many bones half-covered by dead branches and leaves or mud. Most of them are beige, and there are also many gray-white ones. Some of them are animals and some are human. There are many similar to rotten cloth.

In troubled times, monsters are rampant, evil spirits are often corrupted, human lives are worthless, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Zhan Wuzha sighed in his heart and wanted to change, but he knew that his thin arms could not twist his thighs in this troubled world, so he couldn't help convincing himself with the words "if you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world".

night time.

He had gone deep into the locust tree forest, and the birds and insects suddenly disappeared a lot, becoming invisible and inaudible.

Until you see a vertical stone tablet, if you remove the sound of the wind and the wind blowing the leaves, it can be said that everything is completely quiet.

Zhan Wuzha looked at the words on the stone tablet, and half guessed that he had finally come to Lanruo Temple. He stared and observed that there were many resentments entangled in the surrounding area, and the air seemed to be filled with gloom.

"Hmm! Nobody?"

Zhan Wuzha's thoughts were concentrated in his eyes, and he looked inside Lanruo Temple as he walked. In this dilapidated courtyard, he did not find any human life aura in it, but found several concentrated resentment auras.

A thick layer of dead branches and fallen leaves had accumulated on the ground, and it would creak when stepped on, but it was covered by gusts of wind.

"Alas!"

Zhan Wuzha suddenly remembered that in the attic of the wing room of Lanruo Temple, there seemed to be a few mummy corpses that had been sucked out of their blood by the thousand-year-old locust tree demon.

"I don't know if my thoughts can wake up those walking corpses!"

An idea popped up in Zhan Wuzha's mind, and it grew crazily in an instant, thinking: "Tomorrow morning, when the sun comes out, I will try it out."

"If you can't awaken the Qi in Xing Xing's corpse, then that's all. If you can successfully awaken it, let's see if it will become the power of resentment!"

Zhan Wuzha had searched the hunter's information last time, and knew that his mind energy belongs to mind power, and there is another existence that is not weaker than mind power, that is, resentment power, which is not restricted by the six major systems.

Therefore, the power of resentment can fully exert the abilities of the six major systems of reinforcement, transformation, release, realization, manipulation, and trait. It is just that it is necessary to formulate the task constraints that must be completed in order to obtain a powerful force. Resentment power.

"If you can awaken the Qi in the walking corpses, make them make a vow and awaken the power of resentment, then let them be the vanguard and explore the way."

Zhan Wuzha thought happily in his heart, after all, the walking corpse was originally sucked to death by the tree demon, and he had enough resentment and resentment towards the tree demon. With a little guidance, the result was what he wanted to see.

Sudden.

In the midst of the whistling wind and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Zhan Wuzha heard the sound of metal and iron colliding, accompanied by hissing roars, and the sound of stepping on doors and windows, left, up, right, down, and the sound of something being kicked and hitting the floor and ceiling of the wooden building .

at this time.

I saw two figures carrying sword lights fly out of the window on the second floor one after the other. After landing, the sword lights flickered, and they continued to fight each other endlessly.

At this moment, Zhan Wuzha's eyes are full of thoughts, so he can completely see all the moves of the two people in the field. One of them is a square-faced man, and he is the Xiahou swordsman he has seen before. His swordsmanship is quite exquisite, or tricky. , or strong attack onslaught.

The other person was born with a leopard head, ring eyes, iron face and beard. His swordsmanship may be powerful, or exquisite, or clumsy and skillful.

But in the eyes of Zhan Wuzha, the moves of the two are really slow, like a stop-motion animation, as if the two are demonstrating their respective moves in slow motion, demonstrating every movement.

In the blink of an eye, the two performed over a hundred moves, among which the long swords collided more than 50 times, and the remaining dozens of times were temporary changes of moves.
After all, it was Yan Chixia's superb swordsmanship. She scratched Xiahou swordsman's arm with one sword. Heavy, and the sword skills have regressed so much.

Xiahou swordsman couldn't believe that Yan Chixia's swordsmanship was far better than ever in just one month. When he heard Yan Chixia, the winner, preaching to him, the loser, he couldn't listen at all. He left without looking back.

But in Zhan Wuzha's eyes, he found that Yan Chixia had completely kept his hand, and he found that Yan Chixia was still suppressing a certain energy in his body.

Naturally, Zhan Wuzha also knew that after Yan Chixia practiced Taoism, there was a certain kind of energy in her body, and her physical strength and eyesight increased a lot. Even if Yan Chixia was lowered to the same level as Xiahou Swordsman, she could easily defeat him.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Zhan Wuzha clapped his palms and walked into the largest courtyard in the dilapidated Lanruo Temple while praising him.

"who!"

Yan Chixia shouted loudly, raising her sword to be on guard, looking at the person coming, but she didn't notice any aura from the person coming, just like the trees and stones on the side of the road, not attracting attention at all.

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