Author: Dongtu Daqia

A few days later, in the evening, the sky was filled with red clouds, and the two of them came to an abandoned temple.

"Lanruo Temple?"

Teng Zijing looked up at the gatehouse archway in front of him, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"I remember there were no temples here back then. Did I remember it wrong?"

"Haha, it seems I'm really old..."

Teng Zijing smiled self-deprecatingly, and then walked inside.

It was getting dark, and there were no inns or houses nearby, so I could only stay here.

Bai Ze didn't say anything, just followed silently.

The last time is here, just go wherever you want, and wherever you go, it will be unobstructed!

This is my last promise to you.

The two of them rested in the temple all night, and nothing strange happened. That night, everything was silent, and even the insects in the grass nearby did not dare to make a sound. Teng Zijing slept very comfortably.

The next morning.

Before Teng Zijing woke up, Bai Ze walked to the backyard of Lanruo Temple alone.

There, there was a huge banyan tree with a trunk as thick as a dozen people hugged it. Countless thorns fell to the ground, making a forest of single trees.

Under the tree, there are many clay pots wrapped around the roots.

Bai Ze walked over and seemed to accidentally knock the clay pots to the ground.

"Click, click..."

The clay pot was broken, and white powder was spilled out inside, leaving with the wind.

The wind seemed to have a feeling of relief, and silent thanks...

"Swishy!"

The big banyan tree shook violently, and the leaves made a sound, seemingly angry.

"You're not convinced?"

Bai Ze looked at the big banyan tree, and a line of blood-colored fonts appeared in the air ahead, with awe-inspiring spirit.

The big banyan tree trembled suddenly and then stopped moving.

"I am a demon, I won't kill you, but the crime of death can be avoided, and the crime of living cannot be escaped."

A line of font appeared in front of Bai Ze again, and then he turned around and left.

"Buzz!"

That line of font turned into a black light and penetrated into the banyan tree.

"Canla, canla!"

The next moment, the lush leaves on the banyan tree fell like rain and couldn't stop at all.

"My Taoism! No—"

A face appeared on the banyan tree, and an unwilling roar came out.

"Boom!"

Over the temple, black clouds suddenly gathered, lightning and thunder roared, and even strong winds blew, making a storm.

"Dong!"

But the next moment, a sound of stomping feet sounded, and the sky seemed to tremble, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly shattered and then dissipated.

"The evil power is so heavy, I don't know how many people I have harmed. It's good to be able to survive. Do you still want to practice Taoism?"

Bai Ze sneered, then shook his tail and leisurely returned to the wing where Teng Zijing was sleeping.

"It's thundering, is it going to rain?" Teng Zijing asked in surprise by the thunder just now.

"No, the thunder is loud and the rain is small." Bai Ze shook his head.

"That's good, clean up and let's continue on the road."

Teng Zijing got up, dressed neatly, and then continued on the road with a bookcase on his back.

The two left the temple.

In the backyard, the leaves of the thousand-year-old banyan tree had fallen out, spread on a thick layer on the ground, and when the wind blew, it dissipated...

Two days later, a little Taoist priest came here with an old Taoist priest.

"Master, it's here, there are monsters, very powerful monsters!!"

The little Taoist priest said in horror.

The old Taoist priest drew out the peach wood sword and looked at the sky in the backyard with a serious expression. After a long time, he suddenly knocked the little Taoist priest a chestnut.

"The demonic energy is so weak, it's just a little demon without transformation! Next time, don't bother me!"

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly, then recited a few spells and threw out the peach wood sword in his hand.

"call out!"

The peach wood sword flew into the backyard with a red light, and then flew back with a trace of blood.

"Okay, it's just an old tree. My wisdom has been cut off. God has the virtue of being alive, so let it continue to grow."

The old Taoist priest said lightly.

But when he saw the blood on the peach wood sword, his pupils suddenly shrank, his face showed a look of horror, and his whole body trembled.

"Golden Demon Blood, Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands

"What's wrong with Master?"

"Idiot, run away!!!"

The old Taoist priest roared, grabbed the little Taoist priest and ran away like crazy.

After running for a while, he seemed to remember that he could fly, so he soared into the air and turned into a ray of light and flew away.

After leaving Lanruo Temple, it was still boring to travel.

I have to say that there are really many monsters between the mountains and rivers. In the next few days, the two met two monsters, one turned into a woodcutter and the other turned into a fisherman.

In their tiny way, they must not see Bai Ze's particularity. They only think they are ordinary dogs, but they have no malicious intentions. The two sides met by chance and then passed by.

Maybe this is the norm.

In fact, most monsters are not extremely vicious. After they transform into shape, they also experience the various aspects of life like ordinary people, or they just get mixed up with the crowd, and may even be your parents.

One person and one dog continues to rush.

As we get closer and closer to the capital, there are more and more cities and villages around us, and the fire of the world is shining, and there are fewer and fewer traces of monsters.

"Finally... it's here."

Half a month later, the two finally arrived at the capital. Teng Zijing looked at the majestic city gate where people were coming and going, and was filled with mixed feelings.

The capital city has been away for many years.

He was an official in the capital for more than 40 years, but was demoted to Baling County in his later years. This demotion lasted for twenty-one years.

Over the years, the late emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne, so he naturally forgot about it.

"My old friends, I don't know how they are doing now." Teng Zijing said to himself with a little sadness.

Bai Ze looked at the majestic city wall ahead solemnly.

In his eyes, the entire capital was emitting a scorching breath, like a huge stove, and the sky was illuminated red!

"Is the fire of the world? The ultimate fire of the world!" Bai Ze took a deep breath.

He once heard that the fire of the world is also called the fire of civilization, which is a symbol of human civilization. The more popular it is, the more prosperous it is, the more prosperous it is.

This is the nemesis of all evil spirits.

Even if the fire of civilization is merged with the iron-blooded evil spirit of the army, it can break all the methods!

Therefore, no matter whether it is a monster or a Taoist monk, even if it is a powerful mana, he will not dare to offend the majesty of the court.

Monsters hide from each other and usually only dare to commit crimes in the wilderness that are rarely visited. In addition to being majestic when subduing demons and demons, Taoists and monks must also obey the people and abide by the laws at other times.

"There is a golden dragon of luck entrenched above the palace. That majesty is also shocking." Bai Ze exclaimed in his heart.

The momentum of the lucky golden dragon was so terrifying. Even with his 6,800-year-old Taoist practice, he felt a little depressed. If it were other monsters, he would probably feel the divine power like Mount Tai!

Therefore, the land of the capital is the least willing to approach monsters from all sides.

He became a monster in the capital and lived in the capital for a long time, so at that time the fire of the world in the capital regarded him as his own.

It’s different now. More than 20 years away from Beijing, the fire of the world in the capital regarded him as an alien monster and began to reject him.

"It's okay, I have a way."
To be continued...