Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

Chu Huan frowned slightly and took a step back. He turned around and glanced at the surrounding enchantment, trying to forcefully break the seal in his hand.

Naturally, it failed. Although Chu Huan was very proficient in barriers, it was not an easy task to forcibly break through an inexplicable barrier in a secret realm where his cultivation was suppressed.

Moreover, the formation eye of the enchantment in front of him seems to be hidden in that incomplete temple, making it difficult for people to find its location.

Now we can only go in together with Xiao Zhuo,? Thinking so, Chu Huan pulled Xiao Zhuo behind him by the way.

The other villagers standing in front of the temple seemed to have forgotten to look for Xiao Zhuo following the opening of the barrier, and only looked eagerly at the temple in front of them, their faces full of greed.

Not only that, but Chu Huan could clearly feel that their aura became stronger the moment the barrier fell, and their actions were much faster, but they were just standing outside the temple, as if they were waiting to enter. Licensing is generally well-behaved.

Seeing this, Chu Huan set his eyes on the dilapidated temple again, and then saw that the door seemed to have opened a gap.

The remaining half of the door was squeezed and creaked. After everyone entered, the wooden door also shook violently. Rough sawdust fell from the top and scattered all over the floor.

"Master, what should we do now?" Xiao Zhuo looked at the increasingly strange villagers in the distance and turned around and asked.

"Wait quietly." Chu Huan didn't look back.

Even though he really wanted to know the relationship between these people and that ghost clan, he still held back.If you follow them in so recklessly, the unknowns and possible secrets inside are potential dangers.

After the time passed, all the villagers outside the temple came to the temple, and the half-closed door was also crushed by them, leaving only a wooden frame dangling in place.

Not a moment later, there were some sharp and piercing voices from inside, which seemed to be singing or shouting irregularly.

As the chanting sounded, there was a faint black energy inside and outside the dilapidated temple. Different from the devil energy, this energy could only make Chu Huan feel disgusted.

Chu Huan turned around and sized up Xiao Zhuo, then casually took out a black cloak and threw it to him.

The disciple uniform on Xiao Zhuo's body is very conspicuous, and he can be recognized even in the corner.

Chu Huan signaled Xiao Zhuo to put it on with his eyes, and when he saw him put it on obediently, he turned around and walked towards the temple.

Xiao Zhuo walked behind him, and followed with a slightly cheerful pace. The cloak given to him by the master was exactly the same as the one worn by the master.

Chu Huan didn't care about Xiao Zhuo's thoughts, he just thought that since Xiao Zhuo came with him, it would be safer to keep it by his side, so as to save him from encountering any hidden troubles later and disappear in a blink of an eye. Xiao Zhuo died, and the spirit vein that he was thinking about might also disappear along with it.

But if Xiao Zhuo was by his side, this wouldn't happen, and even Xiao Zhuo's luck might encounter some ghost clan's weaknesses...

Chu Huan never doubted Xiao Zhuo's luck.

Looking at the temple in front of him, Chu Huanwei jumped up vigorously.

This temple was indeed extremely dilapidated. Even the eaves were missing bricks and tiles. It was very shabby. Chu Huan stopped at a huge hole and looked down.

The temple is not unique, it is still the dilapidated image, with layers of spider webs, the villagers kneel on the broken ground for unknown reasons, and some of the heads still have some spider webs that they hit just now, and they are ashes. His face was full of admiration and he looked at the Buddha statue in front of him.

Buddha statue?

Chu Huan squatted down halfway, looking at the gilded Buddha statue that was offered up, he felt a little doubtful in his heart. How could the ghost race respect Buddha? He had only heard that Buddha would offer Buddha statues in one discipline.

Did he guess wrong before?Are these things related to Buddhist practice?

The group of people put their hands in some strange poses, and Chu Huan, who was chanting stabs out of his throat, felt a little impatient in his heart.

He waited quietly on the spot, wanting to find out the strangeness in it.

Xiao Zhuo at the side leaned over and also saw the strange scene in the temple.

Not long after, the villagers who were looking at the Buddha statue slowly stood up and put their bodies in a strange shape on the spot.

Chu Huan frowned slightly and looked at the scene in front of him, but didn't make a sound.They seem to be completing a ritual that is unique to them.

After waiting for a long time like this, the villagers suddenly stopped their movements and looked up suddenly. It was terrifying just to put on the face without flesh and blood.

"what--"

As if being irritated, a little resentment appeared in the eyes of these villagers, and they frantically walked to the side pillar

Scratching these stone pillars before the child.

Chu Huan was stunned for a moment at first, then followed their gazes to look at the people beside him.

Oops!It seems that the elixir used to cover up the breath just now has failed.

Chu Huan pulled Xiao Zhuo, looked at the villagers in the temple and said in a low voice, "The pill has failed."

"Is it so fast?" Xiao Zhuo was obviously also taken aback.

At this moment, a withered white hand suddenly appeared out of sight, and then, that hand grabbed Xiao Zhuo's ankle fiercely.

Looking down, he saw that the person who was still scratching the stone pillar just now jumped up with his strength, and there was a strange smile on his pale face.

Before Xiao Zhuo kicked him off, Chu Huan had already raised his sword and landed on it.

With the bang of clang, the man was shot down, but then he stood up, and he didn't suffer much injury under the sharp sword aura.

"Master, their flesh is very hard, and they cannot be hurt by ordinary attacks." Xiao Zhuo took a step back and said.

While speaking, the already dilapidated temple began to collapse, the bricks and tiles were all broken, Xiao Zhuo didn't notice for a moment that his feet were empty, and he fell down abruptly.

The author has something to say: the rest has not been revised, so this chapter is less, and there are still more chapters today