"Rain...the rain stopped...the rain finally stopped!"

Looking at the rising sun outside the temple, the little boy's body trembled slightly, and tears fell silently in his eyes.

"It's dawn..."

Sister Die looked at the rising red sun blankly, feeling that what happened this day and night was like a dream.

But the weak scholar standing at the door and the broken appearance of the ruined temple after two abnormal destruction.

She was reminding her all the time how real everything before was.

Seeing Fang Yi slowly turning around, Sister Die subconsciously took a step back.

The little boy's expression flashed and he knelt down and kowtowed for a moment.

Bang.

When I looked up again, there were some blood marks on my forehead.

Fang Yi's expression moved slightly.

"You are..."

"Mr. Yi should receive this ceremony when he kills the ghost and avenges Grandpa Tomb."

Bang.

As soon as he finished speaking, he kowtowed again.

"This is it again?"

"Mr. Yi is very skilled in martial arts. In today's troubled times, ghosts are rampant. The little monk Xuanyun wants to contribute to this troubled times and wants to worship Mr. Yi as his teacher!"

Xuanyun's eyes stared at Fang Yi tightly, full of hope and desire.

Want to worship me as your teacher?

Fang Yi was slightly stunned, and then his expression became strange.

The Hidden Family is not open to the public because it wants to monopolize martial arts and maintain its status.

Instead, only people with family blood can learn their own martial arts.

If outsiders want to practice, no matter how talented they are, it will be useless.

Shaking his head, Fang Yi said decisively: "I won't accept disciples."

His expression stagnated, and the expression on Xuanyun's face gradually changed into a look of disappointment. He slowly lowered his head and his eyes dimmed.

"but……"

but?!

Xuanyun suddenly looked up.

"Please make it clear that no matter what your request is, as long as Xuanyun can do it, he will never refuse!"

"No, it's not that I change my mind. But I remember that the sects in the Central Plains and the South all have the ability to deal with ghosts. If you really have the heart to save all living beings, you can go to those sects to try your luck... In addition, are you a monk?"

A sect?

Hope ignited in Xuanyun's eyes again.

The death of Grandpa Tomb and the cruelty of the ghosts allowed him to see a broader world and also planted a seed in his young heart.

Taking a deep breath, Xuanyun nodded slowly: "I dare not hide it from Mr. Yi. Actually, I am the current abbot of [Lengyue Temple], and the previous abbot is Grandpa Tomb..."

What?

This little guy is the abbot of [Lengyue Temple]?

Such a young abbot... Fang Yi's face became strange, and even Sister Die next to him couldn't help but look at Xuan Yun a few more times.

"Wait! Since you are the abbot here, don't you mean you have lived here all the time?"

Previously, Fang Yi just thought that the grandfather and grandson were just wandering people and temporarily stayed in the ruined temple for a period of time.

Unexpectedly, the dilapidated temple was the home of both of them.

"I know what Mr. Yi is thinking, but it's not what you think. That group of ghosts did not live in Lengyue Temple all the time, but had just moved in quietly in a while. It may be related to the dilapidation of our temple or the legend of our temple."

Fang Yi's heart moved.

"It's interesting, let's talk about it in detail."

If you are interested in Fang Yi, Xuan Yun will not hide his own privateness.

No matter what, the other party avenged his blood kin, and this favor must be returned.

"It is said that many, many years ago, our [Lengyue Temple] was very prosperous and prosperous, and even had a record of becoming a national religion.

Later, because of the sealing of some existence, his vitality was severely damaged and continued to decline.

About a hundred years ago, according to the records of that generation of abbots, the seal had been automatically broken.

At that time, someone asserted that the residual aura after the seal was broken was very serious and needed to be relocated immediately, but in the end, because he was short of money and was unable to move, he gave up.

Now a hundred years have passed, nothing happened in the temple, and Lengyue Temple has also declined greatly.

Therefore, they have become legends, and have long been forgotten except for written records.

It was not until more than ten days ago that the group of ghosts suddenly appeared and occupied the place completely. I remembered that I had read it and was once regarded as a legendary document record.

However, in such a short ten days, countless deaths were caused.

This is still the result of the constant filling of outsiders.

In the end, only Grandpa Tomb and the people in the temple were killed and injured, and the position of the abbot was passed on to me..."

Fang Yi suddenly realized.

I remembered the little boy's reminder when the ugly and strong man was caught.

I'm afraid he had seen the fog of mist, so he knew some ways to deal with it.

"Take me to the sealed place to see."

"good."

The two walked towards the back of the temple. Sister Die hesitated for a while and stomped her feet and followed them.

...

South, Perseverance Plain.

A middle-aged man with a dense beard was holding his breath and hanging quietly on the branches of the towering tree.

He is the leader of the Tiger Sword Sect, with 30,000 tigers!

Because of the fierce scars on his face, people who know each other will respectfully call him Scar Boss.

Half a month has passed since I was forced into the Perseverance Plain by the strange breeze half a month ago.

If we count from the time we entered the copy, it will be a month and a half.

Although he was forced to escape from the Perseverance Plain and went back to develop his power.

But in the past half month, he has not gained no results at all.

"Tiger Soul Sword: The Tenth Level Great Perfection!"

In the past half a month, while avoiding the powerful animals and strange ghost phenomena in the Person Plain, he practiced the sword technique, and finally practiced the sword technique that was originally only one step away from the character, to the Great Perfection Realm!

"According to the background introduction of the character, and the news I found when I entered the Forest of Ten Thousand Trees. Now I... have entered the realm of a third-rate master!"

Third-rate expert!

Whenever he thought of these four words, he couldn't help but feel excited.

In just one and a half months, he entered the realm of a third-rate master. At this start, progress, and strength, no one can defeat him!

You should know that at the point where Panhuo City was his arrival, the third-rate master was the top force that could dominate the entire town!

"Apart from those ghosts, in this area, I can already be the king and dominate without any scruples!"

"I'm afraid my teammates and enemies are still struggling in the introductory stage of martial arts, and they are even unable to get it. They can't even touch the power system!"

"We must leave the Perseverance Plain as soon as possible, go back to develop our forces, and search for hostile players and teammates... This dungeon requires me to lead the team to victory! No... Only I can make the team win!"

"Teammates, please be optimistic. Enemies, tremble... This dungeon will completely become my personal show of [Zai Yifang]!"
Chapter completed!