Yu Tian shook his head, "This is already the tenth time, but still can't break through. These women are ordinary people after all, and the power of pure yin is not enough. They clearly feel the signs of breaking through, but at the critical moment they lack the stamina."
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"Brother, those little girls have been sneaking around the back hill these past few days, seeming to be exploring our whereabouts. I don't think it's better..." Yu Di made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"Haha, those little girls Gu Wu's strength is pretty good, and the pure yin energy in their hearts must not be weak!" At this point, Yu Tian couldn't help but lick his still-stained penis with his scarlet tongue.
His bloody lips and eyes were shining with light, making his appearance even more ferocious.
"We can't stay here any longer. I'm afraid our whereabouts have been exposed. Let's go and catch those little girls right away and extract the pure yin energy to help us practice. If we can't succeed today, we will find another place tomorrow.
.Otherwise, other ancient warriors will come looking for us, and with our current strength, we may be in danger." Yu Tian had a solemn expression on his face.
The two of them immediately walked out of the temple gate and headed straight to the back mountain. A few rabbits and falcons disappeared into the forest. Not long after the two left, a group of people came to Erlang's temple. They were led by a man and a woman.
Extraordinary bearing, delicate and delicate girl, the two of them standing together are like a pair of golden boys and girls, which is admirable. This is exactly what Chen Jinyuan and his group saw. When they saw the decline of Erlang Temple, everyone felt that things were different and people were different.
Feel.
"No, it's only been so long, why has it become like this?" Wang Jiao first sighed, "This is a cultural relic, isn't there anyone to protect it?"
"Haha, those grandsons from the Cultural Relics Bureau only eat and do nothing. They run faster than a dog when something good happens. There is no money or water to fish in this remote country. If you expect them to protect this place, then a sow can climb a tree." Shi Feng
A strange laugh, with a slight cynicism in his words.
Chen Jinyuan shook his head, said hello, and took the lead into the temple.
The Erlang Temple enshrines the statue of Yang Jian, the Erlang God. According to legend, in Cidu County in the late Ming Dynasty, the daughter of a wealthy businessman was possessed by a demon fox. Thanks to the appearance of Erlang God to exorcise the demon, Erlang God asked the wealthy businessman in a dream to build a temple for him and build a golden body.
When the wealthy businessman woke up from his dream and saw that his daughter had recovered, he was overjoyed and donated money to build the Erlang Temple on the top of Biyun Mountain outside the city.
Erlang Shen is the righteous god of heaven. His martial arts can compete with Monkey King, the Monkey King, and he is known as the first god of war in the immortal world. There are many folklores that can be regarded as a heroic god of war. Many of them are in the Chinese mythology system.
Gods are made from people, such as the Mazu Empress in the Mazu Temple, and the Wusheng Guan Erye in the Guandi Temple. These people are either powerful or have made great merits for the world, and are respected by the world. Erlang
Temples can be seen almost everywhere in China. It can be said that there has been no shortage of incense for thousands of years, but now this temple in front of us looks dilapidated.
Chen Jinyuan raised his legs and stepped into the main hall. The main hall, which was originally a bit simple, was now even more messy. A wooden clock frame fell on the ground. The original big iron bell had gone somewhere, and there were layers of spiders.
Nets covered every corner of the temple, and the plaque with the three characters "Erlang Temple" written on it has fallen to the ground. Fortunately, the statue of Erlang God is still there, but because no one has repaired it for a long time, it looks dilapidated. The statue holds three words in its right hand.
A sharp two-edged sword, with his left hand behind his back, gazing forward, looking majestic. Next to his left foot lies a clay sculpture of a roaring dog protecting the divine beast. In front of the statue is an incense table, and on the table is a broken incense burner. Obviously,
It has been long since discontinued.
The hall was full of dead branches and leaves, the dust was thick, and there were two rows of fresh footprints on the ground. "Has anyone else been here?" Chen Jinyuan was a little confused, "Maybe they are people who are full and have nothing to do like me.
, otherwise who would come to this place where chickens don’t poop and birds don’t lay eggs!”
He walked to the statue in a few steps, put his hands together, and bowed devoutly to the statue of Erlang.
"Get a wish value +1!"
"Get a wish value +1!"
.......
Along with the already familiar prompt information, one after another, the apricot-colored belief power separated from the statue and merged into Chen Jinyuan's mind, and he was suddenly immersed in the hearty pleasure again.
Soon the faith and willpower accumulated on the statue was absorbed. What made Chen Jinyuan a little disappointed was that, perhaps because he had stopped incense for many years, the willpower value only increased by a mere 200 points, reaching 4089 points.
"Wow! Old cat, how come this temple is in such a state of ruin? Even a typhoon and an earthquake are not to this extent. It looks like a missile has just been dropped. It has only been a few years since I came here. How come it is like this?" Shi
When Feng saw that the appearance inside the temple was even worse than his own, he couldn't help but ask.
Chen Jinyuan waved his hand and replied: "Don't ask me, I haven't been here for several years!"
"Damn, I really shouldn't have come with you. Damn it, you just look like this. I think we should just go home," Shi Feng said with a heavy look of disappointment on his face.
"It's not easy to come here, let's go shopping around before going back!" Before Chen Jinyuan could answer, Wang Jiao on the side rushed to him.
Shi Feng rolled his eyes and shouted to Wang Jiao: "Sister, what's so interesting about a ruined temple? It's not like I haven't been here before! Do you still expect to find some martial arts secrets in this temple? After you practice it,
Invincible and immortal?"
Zhang Weidao: "Haha, it would be better if there was another 'A Chinese Ghost Story'!"
"I'm talking about Viagra. I can't tell you that you are so sultry. If you are so strong, the female ghost will definitely like it!" Shi Feng said with a smile.
"Fuck, with your appearance, even if there is a ghost, you will be too scared to come out!" Zhang Wei retorted.
"You two fetal gods, the eldest brother let alone the second brother, are all the same. Hurry up and find some entertainment!" Chen Jinyuan saw the two people bickering and interrupted quickly.
"Brothers, come on, come on, clean up the place, take out all the money you have, and let's swindle the golden flowers!" Shi Feng shouted, sweeping away the dead branches and leaves on the ground with his feet, and they were not too dirty.
He sat down cross-legged, took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket, and prepared to gather people to gamble.
Everyone responded, in the land of Bashu, gambling has become the nature of people in Sichuan. If you live in Bashu and don't know how to play cards or mahjong, you will definitely be discriminated against. Chen Jinyuan played a few games and found it boring.
He winked at Xu Meng beside him, Xu Meng smiled knowingly, and the two of them walked out of the temple together.
"Wow, you've grown so tall!" Xu Meng looked at a poplar tree in front of him. He could vaguely make out a few words carved on it. The names of Chen Jinyuan and Xu Meng were on it. It was Chen Jinyuan who came quietly later.
It was engraved, and there were two little figures engraved next to it, with one arrow piercing two hearts. However, because the poplar tree had grown, the words were spread out, and they were a little blurry. Thinking of the scene when I quietly came to carve the words, I felt so...
He was so naive and funny at the time that Chen Jinyuan's face turned a little red.
