Jianzhou is well known for its mountains. However, in the mountainous environment of Jianzhou, there is a plain. According to legend, this plain was opened up by a sword of a supreme sword immortal. The immortal sword splits the mountains, attracts rivers, and moistens a huge plain.

The Tongtian Sword Sect is on this plain, and the legendary immortals are also the ancestors of the Tongtian Sword Sect. Therefore, the Tongtian Sword Sect is well-known here.

On this large plain, more than half of the population of Jianzhou live, which can be said to be densely populated and densely populated.

Zhang Ying moved along the river, which converged into a big river. The river rushed down and flowed into the huge plain basin. The Jianzhou Plain arrived. Every densely populated area means there is a temple. After coming out of the mountains and forests, Zhang Ying saw monks wearing gray clothes in a small village. However, most of these monks did not get started, but instead actively helped farmers go to the fields to work.

Zhang Ying rode a tiger slowly into the village. The villagers didn't say anything, but the monks came forward to stop him and said, "That Taoist, it's so dangerous to raise wild animals. It's better to walk around the village. It's not beautiful to hurt ordinary people."

The monk spoke a bit arrogantly, but the reason was quite pertinent. Zhang Ying was curious that these monks were more concerned about their safety than the people themselves.

"My tiger will not hurt people." Zhang Ying said loudly. The monks looked at each other, but said, "This is the area of ​​my Hongye Temple. If your tiger hurts people, our Hongye Temple will not let you go."

Zhang Ying nodded, took a look at the village from afar, and then asked Chi Chao to turn his head to leave the village.

Now is when the crops are growing, and the fields outside the village are green. The continuous fields are one after another, as if there is no end. Birds skimming through the sky, frogs chirping in the fields, and half-large young man in the distance hurried away with the cows, and behind them are houses with white walls and green tiles.

Walking in such an environment, Chitou's steps were lighter, and he even had the leisure to smell the wild flowers on the roadside.

After walking for a long time, a temple with yellow walls and red tiles appeared in front of Zhang Ying. The temple was not big. There was a wooden plaque on the small door with the words "Red Leaf Temple". The bluestone foundation raised the temple by one foot, which also made the temple look a bit of a threshold.

The temple is very quiet and the temple gate is tightly closed. Did all these monks go to the village? Zhang Ying thought this way, and then walked around the temple and continued to move forward. If you say that there are masters in such a temple, Zhang Ying would not believe it. The surrounding villages cannot support a large temple. If there are too few people, they will provide less energy and cannot support many monks' practice.

After walking for dozens of miles, the farmland on the roadside gradually became scarce, and the miscellaneous woods and wild land gradually increased. Zhang Ying knew that he was walking into the wilderness. It was getting late, and Zhang Ying was unwilling to move forward. He was planning to find a place to camp, but found that there were traces of a building among the miscellaneous wood shrubs.

When he walked forward, he saw that it was a deserted temple. The yellow walls were mottled, and large pieces of yellow clay boards fell off, revealing gray-white bricks and stones. The red tiles also stubbornly grew grass, the wooden temple door fell down, and the smell of weeds and wild animals in the courtyard were all over the yard.

This is a small temple, which is a hall several meters in radius, next to it is two surrounding wing rooms. It is the smallest temple Zhang Ying has ever seen. The original owner may have changed his new home or he may have abandoned the temple. I think the appearance of the wilderness ridge nearby is probably the latter.

The main body of the temple is still very complete, and it may be very material when it is built. Zhang Ying ordered Yiwujiuqi to clean it up. Unexpectedly, Yiwujiuqi poured out a dozen stupid ghost soldiers from the ghost-controlling bag and asked the ghost soldiers to work!

These ghosts weed, clean, clean, clean, clean, and clean, and smiled and said, "Okay, Yiwu Jiuqi, you all have your own servitude!"

Yiwu Jiuqi smiled and said, "It is also practice to use ghost control talismans to control them. The ghost will improve its intelligence after being used for a long time, and you may be able to let them do it later."

Zhang Ying nodded. These ghost soldiers were controlled by refining them with ghost control talismans, and they were not afraid of them being in trouble.

There are many ghosts and great powers. It doesn’t take long to clean the small temple. There are no plaques in the temple, and the name of this temple is not known. It can only be called the nameless small temple.

Chitag fell to the ground and chose the best position in the entire hall. A few tiles were missing from his head. The bright moonlight shone down from the hole, just on his tiger's head.

Zhang Ying released his own alchemy furnace, which was activated by the fire-induced array. The alchemy furnace lit the fire, and the bright fire illuminated several meters around. The fire-induced array has been transformed into the "White Flame Fire-induced Array". The flames that are now emitted are Baiyan. The fire temperature is extremely high and extremely bright. Even if it is blocked by the alchemy furnace, the light can shine outside through the alchemy furnace. This makes Zhang Ying suspect that the flame is a special ray, otherwise how can it pass through the thick metal.

The more advanced the practice, the more dangerous the monks are. The Qi Refining Stage is not bad, but every monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage is a monster. If they do not restrain their breath, ordinary people will be scared to death. There is not a reason why monks live in the deep mountains and forests, but Buddhist monks do not have this problem, because their cultivation nature is different. Even if they have an impact on ordinary people, it is mostly a spiritual impact, which may lead to many mental illnesses.

Zhang Ying was sure that if this white flame was exposed to ordinary people, it might cause various adverse reactions to ordinary people, similar to radiation diseases.

Zhang Ying opened the alchemy furnace and skillfully threw it into ginseng, Polygonatum and Ganoderma lucidum. He was idle and planned to refine a furnace of Yuanqi Pill to practice his skills. The little ghost next to him who worked hard to clean the alchemy furnace was ready to go. This little ghost had already made it possible to clean the alchemy furnace.

The fire was slowly burning, and the fragrance of the elixir gradually spread. After all, this dilapidated temple is not a professional alchemy room, and the fragrance of the medicine could not be stopped at all, and it was all emitted to the outside.

Yiwu Jiuqi stood in the shadow, holding a ghost soldier in his hand and was refining. A dozen ghost trainers were scattered in the shadow of the small temple, and they were the first line of defense of the small temple.

Chi Tide is sleeping, and in the wild, his tiger's instinct will be stimulated, and he is on guard when he rests.

Zhang Ying looked at the alchemy furnace silently, everything was quiet and peaceful until...

Until a lame old wolf, a bald yellow-skinned and a white-feathered night owl came to the temple. The old wolf circled outside the temple for a long time, and finally limped in. It did not dare to approach the hall, but only dared to lie on the ground, its chin against the ground, its limbs bent, and its eyes looked at Zhang Ying. It is said that this is a manifestation of canine surrender.

The bald yellow-skinned man dared to come in directly. It flexibly avoided the position where the ghosts stood, and stood quietly on the other side of the entrance of the hall. It looked at Zhang Ying with its black eyes the size of mung beans, and its front legs were closed and it kept bowing.

As for the night owl, it was much more courageous. It flew down from the hole above the hall and stood on the beam of the hall.
Chapter completed!