Seeing the annihilating monk, the girl in green clothes became nervous and alert again. The girl in white clothes chuckled and said softly:
"You guys, why are you so nervous? Do you think they are going to drive you away so that you can live alone? Don't worry, I won't drive you away. After all, that is the legacy of the great master. God knows how many traps and traps there are that can kill people.
I don’t dare to break in easily by myself.”
The slayer's expression softened slightly and he said in a deep voice:
"Senior, do you want to explore with us?"
The girl in white raised her hand to play with her braids and chuckled:
"Yes, there must be a few cannon fodder to explore the road. The four boys like me are not enough."
The expressions of the woman in green and the slayer monk changed slightly.
The girl in white smiled sweetly again:
"Don't keep changing your expressions. I didn't say I would use you two as cannon fodder. Isn't there a bearded brother here?"
She looked sideways at Shen Lang and said sweetly:
"Brother, after listening to us talking for so long, you must know what we are going to do, right? Can you please help us and explore the way for us?"
"..."
Shen Lang was speechless for a while, silent for a while, and said solemnly:
"This senior..."
The girl in white smiled and said:
"My surname is Qin, and my name is Qin Wuyue. You can call me Miss Qin, or you can call me Sister Wuyue."
When the disciple-killing monk and the woman in green heard the words, their eyes were subtle, as if they wanted to speak but were hesitant.
Shen Lang also felt a little guilty:
Sister? But the disciple monk, didn’t the woman in green call you senior?
The exterminating monk looks to be in his thirties, and the woman in green is also in her mid-twenties. The custom in the cultivation world of Eastern Chu is not to call someone with a high level of cultivation a senior. Seniors and juniors are all ranked according to their age. You
…
Is she really a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old?
Although he had serious doubts about the girl in white's true age, Shen Lang didn't show any clues on the surface and said with a smile:
"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that Miss Qin and I are still from the same family."
"My family?" The girl in white named "Qin Wuyue", whose actual age is temporarily a mystery, opened her eyes wide with curiosity on her face.
"Yes, my name is Qin Shubao." Shen Lang said seriously.
"Oh, it turns out we are really our family." Qin Wuyue said sweetly: "Since we were the same family five hundred years ago, do you think that Brother Qin would be happy to help my little sister find her way?"
Shen Lang frowned and muttered:
"Miss Qin, have you ever thought that this so-called palace of the former great master is just a scam?"
"A scam?" Qin Wuyue suddenly flashed his big eyes: "How do you say this?"
How does Shen Lang know whether this so-called "former real person"'s legacy is true or false?
He just doesn't want to wade into this muddy water.
No matter whether the legacy palace is real or fake, Shen Lang doesn't want to get involved in this matter - if the legacy palace is real, there must be countless dangerous mechanisms and numerous killing formations.
Shen Lang now needs talents and resources, and he also needs "Ichthyosaurus Wood". Even if he needs more training resources in the future, he can replace them with the Ichthyosaurus Wood, or get them from the Divine Catching Hall.
If you want to learn Taoist secrets, you can also go to the "Imperial Capital Taoist Academy" to study.
Since his practice has already been established and he can get stronger step by step, why should he take unnecessary risks?
And if the legacy is just a scam, or even a trap, then the fun will be even greater - Shen Lang is deeply aware of the fate of those who compete for the "treasure" in "Liancheng Jue".
At the moment, he spoke solemnly, trying to persuade the three people logically:
"As far as I know, there are six great masters in this dynasty. If there is really any remains of the great masters of the previous dynasty, wouldn't it have been dug out by the great masters of this dynasty long ago? No matter what, it's not our turn to explore, right?
"
The slayer monk sneered:
"Boy, do you know what opportunity is? Opportunity cannot be explained clearly. When the opportunity comes, even if you are just an ordinary person, you can still get the chance to become an immortal. If there is no opportunity, even if you are a great master of the world,
Grand Master, the Earthly Immortal’s treasure is here, and you might pass by it without recognizing it.”
The woman in green also chuckled and said in a cold tone:
"Although Da Zhenren has great supernatural powers, he does not know everything. There are countless secret places and relics in the vast Eastern Land, and I have not seen all of them have been excavated by Da Zhen people.
"As a martial artist, you may not know that twenty years ago, a palace from the former dynasty was born and created a great master today. At that time, there were already four great masters in the world, but there were no
I met those four great masters and intercepted the opportunity of the one twenty years ago."
The girl in white, Qin Wuyue, slowly nodded and said with a smile:
"Brother Qin, it's not unreasonable for you to be worried about this. But opportunities are really wonderful. As far as I know, the person who got that opportunity twenty years ago was only a seventh-grade man.
Xiaoxiu, among the strong men, is the only one who has an opportunity. Such coincidences can happen, why can't we stumble upon an opportunity?"
All three people said this, and there were examples to prove it. Shen Lang couldn't argue with it, so he could only ask angrily:
"I wonder who the lucky little monk twenty years ago is, the great master today?"
Qin Wuyue smiled and said:
"It is the confidante of the 'Head of Heroes' Yan Tianying, Sanyu Zhenchangda Zhenren, who is known as the 'Wanfa Zhenren'."
"..."
Shen Lang was speechless for a while again.
Unexpectedly, twenty years ago, they had the opportunity, and the person Qin Wuyue and the others used as an example to refute his "scam" theory turned out to be an "acquaintance".
Shen Lang, who had nothing to say, was silent for a while, then reluctantly said:
"But I am a martial artist..."
Qin Wuyue smiled sweetly and said in a gentle tone:
"Brother Qin, do you think you have a choice? When someone talks to you so nicely, does it make you misunderstand something and think that my little sister is really an easy negotiator? Didn't you hear that the 'slayer' called me a witch?
"
"..."
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering if he should release all the little monsters and kill this witch who forced people to use them as cannon fodder.
Even though this demon girl has learned a lot of magic and is stronger than him, she is no match for him in a one-on-one fight, but he has the help of little demons who have greatly improved their cultivation, and he also has an "indestructible amulet" on his body.
If he tried his best to use up the "Invulnerable Talisman", he would be absolutely sure to kill Qin Yaonv.
Even the disciple-killing monk and the girl in green are sure to be killed together.
But before he could take action, the woman in green suddenly took out a palm-sized compass and said in a deep voice:
"The time has come! We are about to enter the ruins!"
Before he finished speaking, Shen Lang felt his eyes blurred, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed. Although he was still in a temple, this temple...
The originally empty and dilapidated temple suddenly became brand new in an instant.
The statue, which had already peeled off most of its paint and exposed a large area of mud, now looks as if it had just been painted recently, with bright and full color and a lively and majestic expression.
Offering tables, incense burners, and futons are all available in front of the statues, and there are even ever-burning lanterns hung on the walls, making the temple brightly lit.
This strange change made Shen Lang's face full of astonishment.
Qin Wuyue covered his mouth with his sleeves and smiled sweetly:
"Brother Qin, I can only blame you for your bad luck. It happened this year, this month, today, that you moved into this small temple..."
The exterminating monk also laughed and said:
"This mountain temple is the entrance to the former great master's palace. It is only opened on specific years, months, days, and hours. As long as you enter this temple on a specific year, month, day, and do nothing, when the time comes, Then you can enter the palace on your own."
The woman in green also smiled and said:
"Qin Shubao, we didn't force you to come in. You came here by chance.
"Speaking of which, we spent countless efforts to find clues from various ancient documents from previous dynasties, and deduced the location of the entrance to the ruins, as well as the year, month, date, and hour when the ruins were opened. It's better for you, you can do everything. I didn’t know, so I followed in easily. Should I say you are lucky or bad?
"Anyway, if you don't take the initiative to help us explore the path...then we will have to kill you first, then raise your body and make a zombie Taoist to help us explore the path."
This woman has a good face and a seemingly gentle temperament, but at this moment she smiles and says such cruel words. No wonder she is nicknamed "Green Bamboo Snake".
"..."
The corners of Shen Lang's eyes twitched slightly, with a look of pain on his face.
The mark of the dot pen on the back of the hand was slightly warm, and Xiao Zhao's voice came from his heart:
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I'm sorry, it's just meow, I found a place to trick people...】
"It's not your fault. Who would have thought that an ordinary-looking ruined temple could actually be the entrance to some ruins?"
Shen Lang comforted Xiao Zhao in his heart, picked up a pair of copper maces, faced the evil eyes of Qin Wuyue, the woman in green, and the slain monk, and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, I'll explore the way for you, but you also have to give me something to save my life!"
Now that you have accidentally entered the ruins, there is no point in fighting for your life. It is better to wait for the opportunity and wait for the opportunity.
"I'm sorry, Brother Qin. To save my life, I have to keep a close eye on these four boys under me first. As for the Green Bamboo Snake, I'm afraid I have to save the lives of her two faces first. Why don't you ask the Slayer Monk?"
Qin Wuyue looked apologetic.
The slayer monk snorted coldly:
"No! I said, why are you talking nonsense with this kid? Wouldn't it be better to kill him and turn him into a walking zombie?"
Qin Wuyue smiled and said:
"The freshly made walking corpse is so clumsy that no living person can handle it. Besides, Brother Qin has deep internal strength. If he is made into a walking corpse, his internal strength will also be wasted, which is a pity.
"Well, Brother Qin, if you are really worried about safety, I have a 'Power King Gu' here, which can stimulate the warrior's energy and blood and double the warrior's strength. Otherwise, you can use this King of Power Gu first. top?"
As she spoke, she took out a small red insect that looked like an ant in the front and a beetle in the back but was the size of a grain of rice. She spread it out in the palm of her snow-white palm and showed it to Shen Lang.
As long as there are poisonous insects, there must be hidden dangers.
Even if you refine the Gu insect yourself, there will be a risk of backlash, let alone the Gu insect given by others?
Once you are poisoned, your life will be at the mercy of others.
Shen Lang was of course respectful and insensitive to this "Power King Gu" and said in a deep voice:
"That's all, I'm unlucky today! Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Qin Wuyue nodded with satisfaction and pointed toward the door with her slender hand:
"Go out of the temple first and check the situation."
Shen Lang snorted coldly, holding a pair of copper maces, and strode towards the temple gate.
Arriving at the threshold that had returned to its original state, he paused slightly, raised his head and glanced upward——
For some reason, he always felt like he was being "peeped", but his spiritual sense did not have any warning of "hostile gaze", which made him a little confused.
Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Lang took a deep breath and looked at the darkness outside the temple door. Under the gaze of the woman in green, the sect-killing monk, and Qin Wuyue, he stepped across the threshold, escaped from the light, and stepped into the darkness.
at the same time.
Some mysterious place, some secret room.
A man in rich clothes, wearing a golden mask, lazily half lying and half sitting on a Taishi chair.
In front of the Grand Master's chair, a woman wearing only tulle and a silver mask was sitting on her knees. She was holding one of his legs in her arms and squeezing his legs skillfully.
Another enchanting woman, also wearing only tulle and a silver mask, stood beside him, peeling fruit for him.
On the wall opposite the masked man, there was a large silver mirror as tall as a person hanging.
In the mirror, the scene in the small temple is clearly reflected.
Shen Lang, the girl in green, the slayer monk, Qin Wuyue, and their followers were all clearly reflected in the mirror. Even their voices could be heard clearly. It looked like a "live broadcast".
At this time, the scene of Shen Lang being "forced" to walk out of the threshold was projected in the silver mirror.
And just when Shen Lang stepped over the threshold, the screen suddenly stopped, as if the freeze frame button had been pressed.
Then a strange voice, indistinguishable between male and female, echoed out of thin air in the secret room:
"This game is a 'Ruins Exploration'. We have been preparing for this for three months, and even sent high-quality monks to implant false memories into all participants, making them think that they had found clues to the ruins.
Exited the entrance to the ruins.
"Therefore, this game is different from previous games. Not only are the participants stronger, but all the participants do not know that they are in the game. Instead, they devote themselves to exploring the ruins. The process is bound to be more exciting and exciting.
"This expedition to the ruins has opened four entrances, namely the four mountain temples A, B, C and D. There are ten people admitted to Temple A, nine people to Temple B, twelve people to Temple C, and eleven people to Temple D..."
When he said this, the picture on the silver mirror suddenly split into four, showing four temple scenes respectively.
The small temple where Shen Lang and others are located is called "A Temple". The layout of the other three temples is almost exactly the same as that of Temple A except for the different statues of gods.
In each temple, there are a varying number of figures.
At this time, all the scenes are in a frozen state, and in each scene, there is a person who is about to cross the threshold.
And the strange voice, indistinguishable from male to female, continued to say:
"Dear guests, start betting now. The first bet: There are four entrances to A, B, C and D. Which entrance's pathfinder dies first? Tip: A 'Ghost Sword Mantis' has been released and will randomly appear at any entrance.
Odds…”
The man in rich clothes laughed, picked up a crystal chip, and threw it on a brass tray under the silver mirror:
"The pathfinder from Jia Temple didn't know anything. He followed him in by mistake and was forced to explore the path. With such bad luck, the Ghost Sword Mantis might appear on his path. Just play small on the first bet.
For one thousand yuan, I bet that the pathfinder from Jia Temple will die first!"