"Rumble..."

"rub!"

A black beam of light shot into the Taoist temple.

Entering it, he didn't pay attention to the shadow on the altar. He didn't show it when he was "forced" to come before, and nothing would happen now. After all, if the shadow had any ill intentions towards him, he would have been killed long ago.

You won't waste half a day playing with all the bells and whistles.

He Xiaotian was hiding behind the door, calculating how many seconds it would take for the storm to arrive.

"Three, two, one... coming!"

As soon as the words fell, the ground shook.

All kinds of miserable howls poured into his ears, almost tearing his spirit apart. Fortunately, he has [Eternal Attribute: Breath of the Evil God], the special attribute of the Evil God's Will +20%, which reduces the damage by one-fifth.

harm.

Otherwise, he might be sitting on wax now.

No wonder Mr. Men was so confused when he asked questions.

The world of feelings and despair is too dangerous!

Evils are everywhere, and occasionally an evil god emerges to give people some insight.

What a cheat.

No, it should be said that it is one step at a time.

In front of the Taoist temple, gray spirits of different races or scary things with colors flashed across like lightning.

It's like locusts passing through the border, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

Fortunately, the earth was chewed up by them.

The Taoist temple is like a small boat in the storm. Although it rises and falls in the storm, it always stands firm and is safe and sound.

He Xiaotian leaned against the trembling wall and stretched his head to watch without any curiosity.

Who knows whether Taoist temples can withstand these things?

There is no need to go into further crazy temptations on the verge of death.

What if the scriptures go crazy and have to transform these evil spirits?

Fortunately, there was no convulsion in a single page of the sutra, and it didn't even dare to chant sutras for brainwashing, which it liked most, and kept silent.

Even quieter than He Xiaotian, he seemed to know that this storm was not something to be trifled with.

It's just that he and Jing Shu didn't look for trouble, but trouble always came to them.

"Yinxian...familiar with...the ancestor...the scripture...the disciple..."

"Senior...Senior brother, you, you...are you still alive?"

There was intermittent conversation outside the door, which seemed to be related to the Taoist temple!

Normally, he would definitely be extremely interested.

It’s just now, it’s hard to put it into words.

"Go in...go in..."

"Bear...worship...worship..."

He Xiaotian has a toothache and is a turtle grandson.

Aren’t you just looking for trouble?!

What to do?

The Xiaopo Taoist Temple is such a big place in total, but everyone can see it all at a glance, and there is no way to hide it.

Damn it, can't you two just follow the crowd and follow other evil spirits to harm various monsters in the world of despair? It's okay to pay homage to me!

You are already dead. Wouldn't it be better to just be a dead person? Don't you, Erleng, have been taught by our ancestors about not causing trouble to others?

Besides, there is no reason for dead ghosts to worship people.

You two brothers died unjustly. You are not smart enough. It is your turn to take the first step.

He Xiaotian cursed in his heart. If he hadn't been worried about the endless storm of evil spirits outside, he would have killed both of them with a knife.

When he accidentally glanced at the shadow on the altar, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

The conversation between the two gave people the impression that they were completely mentally retarded and in a confused state. They were acting like they were mentally retarded, following certain instincts during their lifetime.

Now it's just because after seeing the Taoist temple, it reminded me of some past events.

So, as long as he can fool him, it's enough.

rub!

He Xiaotian rushed to the altar, and his whole body immediately returned to his human appearance.

When passing by the altar table, he moved his right hand and placed the scriptures in their original positions.

"Crack!"

When you land on the altar, push your feet slightly hard.

The figure flashed directly behind the shadow and shrank behind it.

As a former disciple of a Taoist temple, you can't move your ancestor down during worship, right?

Just as He Xiaotian finished everything, footsteps came from the door of the Taoist temple.

"Senior brother...God, God, God...Shenxiang..."

"I I...I didn't..."

Mudd, two idiots.

It’s not fragrant, why don’t you worship Nima!

It's a good thing that I'm not your ancestor, otherwise I would have to live out my anger.

Who accepted the fool?

Is the threshold for accepting disciples in a sect so low now?

"Ling Lingling...Lingxiang can...can it not..."

"No no no... don't know... but but... but ancestor... ancestor... ancestor should...

You shouldn't...don't blame me...me, our..."

As soon as the words fell, footsteps sounded again, and the two idiots turned around and walked away again.

I guess you are looking for the so-called spiritual incense, right?

He Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a snapping sound in his ears.

"?!"

He carefully stretched out his head, only to see the scriptures on the altar slumped on the table.

It seemed that because the two fools left, he relaxed.

"..."

This thing is so evil, it can't be alive.

Thinking of this, He Xiaotian's hair stood on end.

If he survives, things will be very serious.

"Click!" "Click!"

The sound of footsteps sounded, and He Xiaotian held his breath and concentrated, not daring to make the slightest move.

I thought to myself, thank the evil spirit storm, otherwise I would have chopped you both into pieces.

"Dot, dot, dot...light the incense..."

"I, I, I...I know..."

After a while, the aroma filled the air.

'Hurry up and worship. After the worship is over, you two can get out.'

The spiritual incense ignited and drifted towards the shadows.

It's just that this thing doesn't seem to be alive, and it hasn't absorbed any scent.

As a result, the green smoke drifted behind the shadow.

Following He Xiaotian's nostrils, he went straight in regardless of whether he wanted it or not.

"..."

What the hell...wait, what is this?!
Chapter completed!