In the darkness, Chenyi hugged the small mountain of gold, and was so excited that he almost went crazy: Mo Yuan, who lived next door to him, had already fallen into a state of madness.

Mo Yuan was naked, naked, and naked. This arrogant scholar, one of the three great talents of Suihan, was riding on a graceful body, as if he was riding a very comfortable rouge horse.

Ups and downs, as if pouring all the energy into the body beneath him,

On the girl Yin Chenghuan...

In the darkness, in the row of monks' dormitories at the end, almost everyone was doing all kinds of strange things, as if they were playing a movie, with scenes happening at the same time, just like a strange shot, and there was absolutely no trace of it.

The sound came from nettle......

The moon is dark and the wind is high. Nights like this always make people wary, especially when they are in Lanruo Temple. The tree demon's true form is missing. Yan Chixia is silent and does not notice any undercurrent, but it becomes more and more so.

, the more it can make people feel inexplicably depressed.

The night was actually already deep, but Chen Jianchen was still not sleepy. He sat under the lamp, holding a book and reading: Ying Ning was also not sleeping, and was also reading.

The two sat face to face, occasionally looking at each other through the cracks in the pages of the book, giving each other a shallow smile, and their warm feelings flowed out and were passed on from ear to ear.

Wearing red sleeves adds fragrance, reading and writing are all joys in life.

A long time ago, Chen Jianchen never dreamed that he would have these. In his previous life,

He is just an ordinary college student. Even if his grades are better, his poor background has not changed, and his ups and downs in life are just a luxury.

Then, something happened: then, something unusual happened. And then, he entered the story.

Even though this story is dangerous and weird, it is infinitely better than the days before that were like boiled water. There are always fascinating parts.

After all, Chen Jianchen is a young man who never wants to be ordinary. He has an inevitable desire in his heart to start a vigorous career. To put it simply, he wants to get all kinds of things that were impossible to get before...

"Sir, the wind outside is getting stronger..."

Yingning suddenly put down the book and listened slightly.

The wind was really strong, blowing loudly, passing over the window sill, beating everything it could hit, and making all kinds of strange noises.

"Sir, do you think the tree demon will take action?...

Chen Jianchen shook his head: "I don't know... maybe..."

He was actually very unhappy about these uncertainties. This was not the way he was used to and liked doing things. However, given the difference in strength, Yan Chixia was the real main force. What was a bit strange was that Yan Chixia had no regard for Yan Chixia since he left him behind.

Nothing was said about this matter.

Of course, Chen Jianchen didn't ask.

He didn't ask because he knew that if Yan Chixia was willing to say something, he would say it without asking the other party: if the other party didn't say it, there must be a reason not to say it.

This is based on the understanding of Yan Chixia.

Understanding is one thing, but Chen Jianchen's inner curiosity cannot be suppressed. He has also thought carefully about how to eliminate the tree demon, such as finding the tree demon's body, directly cutting it down, or burning it... It was only in vain that he thought more deeply.

Nothing in the world is so simple.

If things were really that simple, Yan Chixia would have done it directly long ago. Why wait until now?

The tree demon has been cultivating for thousands of years and has condensed the realm of Dharma~

How high is the realm of Dharma? At least it must not be several stories high...

Chen Jianchen fell into deep thought, but unfortunately there was no comparison. Although he knew the cultivation realm of Taoism, the comparison and division of specific concepts were always hazy.

"Sir, if the tree demon takes action, what should we do? Should we save those talented people?" Ying Ning's big eyes flickered, and there was an inexplicable compassion flowing out.

Chen Jianchen said: "Of course I will save them if I have the chance, but who knows what tricks the tree demon will use? I can't go to their room and guard them helplessly." This end is a difficult problem to solve.

Ying Ning held her pointed chin: "Well, you can write, sir." On that stormy night, Chen Jianchen took a big pen and wrote "Song of Righteousness" on the walls around the hall to scare off the attack of the tree demon. On the wall

Dragons and snakes were flying, and the pen and ink were dripping and horizontal. But the next day after the incident, due to the disappearance of righteousness, the charm of the large characters was lost and quickly dimmed. After another day or two, the pen and ink turned out to be as light as water, leaving only shallow handwriting.

, almost invisible.

Chen Jianchen has achieved great success on his own, and his control over righteousness has reached a state where he can freely control righteousness. If he writes words that contain righteousness, if they are no longer needed, he should recycle them to avoid unnecessary waste. In this way, he can avoid unnecessary waste to the greatest extent.

Too much righteousness leads to mental fatigue and listlessness.

"Haha, Yingning, you are very thoughtful.

But think about it, if I go to someone's door for no apparent reason and write something, they won't think that I'm going to declare a war and they're going to attack me in groups."

Ying Ning was very smart and quickly figured out the key. She sighed quietly: "It turns out that doing good things is also very difficult..."

Chen Jianchen felt emotional after hearing what she said. He couldn't help but reach out and scratch her small nose: "People's hearts are very complicated... Oh, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to sleep."

Before blowing out the lights, he deliberately opened the door and walked under the eaves to observe. But there was endless darkness outside, and everyone else, including the monk Yan Chixia's house, was in complete darkness without any lights.

They should have gone to bed long ago.

Chen Jianchen laughed at himself, turned back, closed the door and went to sleep.

The night passed under the whistling wind, and nothing seemed to happen. But when he arrived at the Japanese and Chinese identity, there was no movement from the Suihan Sancaizi. Chen Jianchen felt that something was wrong, and walked over casually, fearing that the door would not answer.

Under the circumstances, Qiang Zi broke down the door and entered, only to see a shriveled green and black corpse.

Dead, everyone is dead...

Without any movement, overnight, the three talented men of Suihan, as well as their servants and servants, were all drained of Yang Qi, essence and blood, and turned into mummies like dead wood.

Looking at the mummies with different postures, Chen Jianchen was not too shocked or frightened, but had inexplicable emotions, like a stream in the mountains, gurgling through his heart.

"This officer's sneaky tricks are so silent, they are indeed extraordinary!" Yan Chixia's face was solemn. The other party's actions last night were even concealed from him. He frowned, thought for a while, and slowly

Said: "Liu Xian, I'm afraid a certain family has to talk to you about some things." Chen Jianchen nodded.

They first found a place to bury all the mummies. After finishing this work, they gathered in Yan Chixia's monk's residence and began to discuss matters.

"Liu Xian, do you know the origin of this officer?"

Yan Chixia asked first.

Chen Jianchen immediately told what he knew.

Yan Chixia said: "Yes, this officer migrated from Jiangzhou to Lanruo Temple. A certain family was in Jiangzhou that day and noticed it when passing by Jianjiang. However, this officer saw the opportunity quickly and did not hesitate to spend his magic power to directly transfer the body.

When he came to Zhezhou, he occupied this temple, committed evil acts, used human beings as meat, and practiced magic skills, and he harmed many people."

Chen Jianchen asked: "Then what should we do?"

"This official has been practicing for thousands of years, and he can reach the realm of Dharma. His power has become great. But if a certain family is a swordsman, what should we fear? They will be killed." Yan Chixia slashed nails and iron with a sound.

Chen Jianchen was not as heroic as him, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Yan, how should we start?" Then Yan Chixia began to talk in detail. It turns out that since the tree demon has condensed the realm of Dharma, the Nascent Soul has transformed into a god, and it has changed a lot.

The dependence on it has been minimized, and the main body has been tempered into an extremely powerful magic weapon that can transform countless roots. These roots are quite powerful, like tentacles. They can be used with ease and can break through walls.

The land is unfavorable and there are so many of them that it is extremely difficult to guard against.

Yan Chixia had a fierce fight with it before and suffered great losses on these roots.

The tree demon has lost its true form, but the banyan trees on the mountain behind Lanruo Temple were all moved from other places by it using great magic power. It also used special techniques to arrange them into a tree array.

The biggest function of the tree formation is to increase the speed and intensity of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Under the ground of Lanruo Temple, there is already a spiritual vein, and with the help of the tree array, the spiritual energy is more intense. If you practice in it, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

The tree demon usually practices in the center of the tree array.

Back then, the tree demon was struck by lightning and had his orifices opened. It was considered a natural talent, and it was even more unusual because he had received demonic skills from heaven. The demonic skills he practiced required feeding on a large number of people's yang energy and blood.

In order to meet the needs, he used magic to turn gold into the temple, so as to deceive the nearby people to come in and look for the treasure.

The so-called gold is actually a magic weapon condensed by the tree demon: the Rakshasa ghost bone. If a person is greedy and takes it, the ghost bone will cut off the person's heart and liver and then give it to the tree demon for enjoyment.

This is the truth behind the haunting of Lanruo Temple.

I would like to ask, when the golden treasure is placed in front of you, who can hold it? It is natural for people to be greedy for money. Thousands of things can connect to the gods, let alone ordinary people?

Relying on this method, the tree demon could eat a lot of blood. However, because the noise was so fierce, the locals were afraid and avoided Lanruo Temple as far away as they dared not approach. The blood diet could not continue, so the tree demon tried another trick.

He wanted to temper zombie ghosts as his subordinates, use them to kill people, and hunt blood food for himself. This plan was not implemented for a long time, but had to be interrupted due to the arrival of Yan Chixia. Yizhuang initially trained three zombie ghosts.

They were all killed by him.

At the same time, the two sides also lost their skin and began to fight to the death.

After hearing this, Chen Jianchen was horrified: If we just sit back and watch the tree demon develop, the consequences will be really disastrous. Originally, there is a way in the world, and there is a way for demons, but when the demon wants to kill people and become enlightened, it will be a catastrophic development trend.

"Brother Yan, if there is anything you can do, please feel free to ask me." Since Yan Chixia asked to keep him here, he must have had some considerations.
Chapter completed!