Chapter 200: The Lan Nuo Temple Before It Was Destroyed
From before, Ling Tian had realized that he had fallen into someone else's plan, and was considered a part of the plan.
This is not terrible for Ling Tian. After several worlds, Ling Tian has long been used to being plotted against. The only thing is that no one knows who is behind this plan. It feels like being watched in secret by a poisonous snake.
It's the most terrifying.
But at this time, no matter how powerful this phantom was, Ling Tian no longer had much fear when he clearly stood up to his face with gongs and drums.
"What do you want me to do..."
Ling Tian looked at the phantom coldly and said.
Ling Tian had already confirmed that he was being used as a plan. Now, he was even more sure that the person who planned the plan was able to use his trump card, which was the shadow in front of him. At this moment, Ling Tian felt completely relaxed.
With his worries gone, Ling Tian was now interested in seeing what the seventh prince was playing with these sects.
Of course I don’t believe that bullshit that everyone can practice Ling Tian.
Everyone can practice cultivation, which sounds like it will strengthen the country, but in fact it is not conducive to governance.
It is impossible for any dynasty with even the slightest bit of selfishness to allow everyone in the country to practice cultivation.
"You don't need to know that much. Just listen to my actions. Otherwise, I'm sure you won't survive..."
The phantom's voice dispersed calmly, and then, the phantom began to slowly disappear in front of Ling Tian's eyes.
"Continue forward, enter Guobei County, and then go to Lannuo Temple..."
The calm voice slowly dissipated in my ears.
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, then walked forward with a smile.
Guobei County.
This is indeed a famous school. It seems that countless people who seek immortality have taken Jiu Shu as their enlightenment, and then Guobei County as an advanced school.
Yan Chixia is an advanced mentor who is not inferior to Uncle Jiu.
However, for Ling Tian now, Guobei County is more of a troublesome place, a real troublesome place.
Dryads, Black Mountain, Yan Chixia, these are nothing, but the ones that come after them are the ones that make Ling Tian die at any time.
People from the seventh prince, people from the sect...
This deceiving Liao Zhai world.
Ling Tian cursed secretly. Fortunately, his lifespan has been greatly extended now. Otherwise, the task of reshaping the Three Realms would really make him die of old age in this world.
The timeline of this world is obviously not yet at the level of the world of A Chinese Ghost Story.
Ling Tian went all the way south. Although the scene he saw on the road was not prosperous, it was far from as exaggerated as in A Chinese Ghost Story. At least, even some towns are still lively now, and they give people a sense of orderliness.
a feeling of.
You can even see police officers patrolling the streets.
Ling Tian's speed in such an environment was also a little faster. A few days later, he had entered the territory of Guobei County. In the past few days, Ling Tian had not encountered a single sect's pursuer.
Under this situation, Ling Tian once again had a new understanding of the Seventh Prince's strength.
Those sects were no match for the Seventh Prince, and the Seventh Prince's previous claim that everyone could practice was just a ridiculous excuse.
There must be some unknown reason for the fight between the seventh prince and the sect.
It's a pity that Ling Tian can't know what it is now.
Slowly entering Guobei County, Ling Tian quickly inquired about the location of Lannuo Temple.
At this time, Lannuo Temple was not the monster-filled temple in A Chinese Ghost Story, but a quite famous temple.
Ling Tian followed the road and soon entered the forest where Lannuo Temple is located.
Lush mountain forests separate the temple from the county town. However, the road from the county town to the temple does not appear deserted, and there is no wolf that almost chased Ning Caichen to death in the original work.
A quiet mountain road winds up from the foot of the mountain, paved with bluestone steps, until it reaches the vaguely visible temple in the forest.
Ling Tian walked up slowly and soon arrived at the temple.
This quiet temple was completely silent at this time, and the door was closed. Ling Tian arrived at the temple gate, and before he could think of what to do, whether to knock on the door or leave, suddenly, the phantom's voice sounded in Ling Tian's ears out of thin air.
"Knock on the door..."
The extremely low voice seemed to sound directly in Ling Tian's mind.
The shadow seemed to turn into some kind of mosquito and ant hiding deep in Ling Tian's ears, giving people a chilling feeling.
Ling Tian stood at the door of the temple, his eyes flashing with horror, but then he reached out and knocked on the door of the temple extremely calmly.
At this time, Ling Tian knew very well that no matter what he did, he had no way to deal with the phantom for the time being. So, it would be better to do what the phantom said for the time being. Maybe there would be some way to deal with it.
There was a low knock on the door, and then slowly drifted towards the temple.
However, apart from this sound, there was no other sound. The temple was still quiet, but it seemed that there was no one inside.
"Knock again...keep knocking..."
The phantom's voice continued, and Ling Tian didn't hesitate at all. He stretched out his hand and started knocking on the door.
The sound of knocking on the door came one after another.
Most of the temple was immediately enveloped in the sound of knocking on the door.
Finally, deep in the temple, rapid footsteps sounded.
Standing at the gate, Ling Tian could tell that the owner of the footsteps was not only urgent, but also very angry.
There is no doubt that the way he knocked on the door in this way greatly angered others. Presumably, Ling Tian himself would also be very unhappy if someone knocked on the door in this way.
"As I said, this temple will not accept pilgrims for the time being..."
With a hint of impatience, the door was opened, and a monk appeared in front of Ling Tian.
"Really hot..."
However, the next second, the monk looked at Ling Tian and spoke silently.
"Who are you and how did you get here..."
Looking at Ling Tian, the monk showed surprise at first, and then became extremely wary. He looked at Ling Tian and asked.
It was obvious that the monk felt that it was impossible for a pie to fall from the sky. If it did, it would be a trap. However, looking at Ling Tian, or looking at the so-called real fire appearing in front of him, the monk couldn't help but
That kind of attraction.
The shadow brought Ling Tian here, no doubt because the monk needed real fire.
Nine times out of ten, the shadow wants to deal with the monk.
However, the shadow didn't give Ling Tian any hint at this time, and he didn't know whether he was away or was afraid of being discovered by the monk, so he didn't dare to say anything.
However, there is no doubt that Ling Tian must find a way to enter the temple, otherwise, after the monk leaves and Ling Tian is turned away, the shadow will immediately attack Ling Tian.
"What is real fire..."
With a hint of doubt and confusion on his face, Ling Tian looked at the monk and said.
True fire is in the secret book of fire control, but Ling Tian really doesn't know what true fire is.
Originally, he only thought that it was a flame that could burn many things, a higher level of flame than ordinary flames, but now it seems that this real fire is obviously much more than that simple.
There must be a lot missing from the secret book given to him by the Seventh Prince.
Come to think of it, who would give an extremely valuable secret book to others at will, even if it is a lifesaver, or even if it is someone you want to use.
Now, if Ling Tian wants to save himself, he might as well disguise himself, so that he can figure out what Zhen Huo means.
"You, you don't know how hot it is..."
The monk looked at Ling Tian, and he could naturally see that Ling Tian's doubts about not knowing the true fire were true.
This made the monk less suspicious of Ling Tian, and the greed in his heart immediately increased.
"I don't know. I know the fire control technique, but my fire control technique was learned from a fire control secret book. As for real fire, I really don't know what it is..."
Ling Tian spoke with great sincerity.
While speaking, Ling Tian looked at the monk again and made an apologetic gesture.
"I was a little anxious when I knocked on the door just now. However, it is purely due to the weather. If it is really inconvenient, Master, please lend me an umbrella. It will be fine tomorrow and I will return it in time..."
Ling Tian pointed at the sky. It was a coincidence that the weather today was not good. The sky was now covered with dark clouds and it looked like it was about to rain.
"this……"
The monk hesitated slightly when he saw Ling Tian's reaction.
"It's going to rain, the donor might as well go to the temple to take shelter from the rain..."
Finally, after hesitating, the monk opened the door of the temple and made a gesture of invitation to Ling Tian.
The temple was peaceful and quiet. Ling Tian also hesitated slightly before raising his feet and stepping into the temple.
The shadow asked him to come to the temple, and when the monk appeared in the temple, he immediately pretended to be deaf and dumb. Obviously, the shadow definitely had some conspiracy.
Taking this step into the temple, what awaits Ling Tian may be that he will be involved in some kind of fight between dragons and tigers.
However, it would be extremely dangerous if you don't go in.
Ling Tian compared the pros and cons and finally stepped into the temple.
As he took a step forward, traces of gloomy aura began to entangle around Ling Tian. Those auras were extremely weird and had no lethality in themselves, but they were constantly entangled like spider threads.
Ling Tian frowned slightly, and the scorching breath in his body immediately started to react, and then, very naturally, those scorching breaths began to burn.
The gloomy aura lingering around Ling Tian's body began to melt away.
"Really, really... really hot..."
The monk walking next to Ling Tian kept paying attention to Ling Tian. When he saw the hot aura in Ling Tian's body burning the gloomy aura, he immediately shouted with joy.
"Go, go, come with me to save Master and the others..."
With a cry of extreme joy, the monk grabbed Ling Tian's sleeve and headed towards the depths of the temple.
Ling Tian was pulled by the monk, and he quickly headed towards the back of the temple. Soon, after passing through the halls and corridors, Ling Tian was pulled by the monk to the back of the temple, where the meditation rooms were lined up one after another.
Ling Tian was pulled by the young monk to the door of a huge open shop. As soon as he arrived, Ling Tian was so shocked by what he saw that he couldn't help himself.
In the huge pavilion, countless monks were sitting cross-legged, each one like an Arhat, either elongating their ears, elongating their eyebrows, or elongating their arms, legs and feet...
Except for Arhats such as subduing dragons and subduing tigers, you can basically see all the physical characteristics here.
Not only his appearance, but his aura is also full of the sacredness of Buddhism and the strength of Arhat.
"The young monk asks the donor to lend a helping hand and save the whole temple..."
The monk's pleading voice sounded.
Ling Tian stood at the gate of Tongpu. Before he could say anything, suddenly, a trace of erratic breath came out from behind Ling Tian.
A frightened voice suddenly sounded, and the monk's figure staggered back into the pavilion. In the pavilion, all the old monks opened their eyes one after another.
However, even though each of these old monks looks like an Arhat and has the aura and might of an Arhat, they have obviously been in some kind of trouble. Even if they open their eyes at this time, they feel extremely weak.
"You are really lucky people. This little guy has indeed cultivated the real fire that can help you. Originally, the seventh prince simply wanted to use his possession of the secret book of real fire to seduce the people of the sect. Who would have thought that...
He has actually cultivated true fire and can save you all...or refined true fire..."
The phantom's voice sounded slowly.
Ling Tian stood at the door of Tongpu, with a wry smile in his heart. At first, the Seventh Prince only came to take a shot.
The reason why I became more and more concerned about him and made him part of the plan was simply because his cultivation speed was too strong.
It was so easy to be so majestic and master a magical skill that few people understood, but it brought about such unreasonable disasters. As expected, I still needed to cheat.
Ling Tian thought to himself silently, while his eyes scanned around.
He couldn't save this temple, and he couldn't defeat the phantom, so now he just wanted to see if there was any chance to escape when the phantom started fighting with those monks.
The ghosts and monsters that would roam Lannuo Temple in the future would be extremely terrifying, but at this moment, Ling Tian glanced over and found that this extremely quiet Lannuo Temple was equally dangerous.
The monks had arranged the temple so well that Ling Tian could clearly feel that the temple was surrounded by many formations and he would definitely not be able to rush out for a while.
And even if Xuying joins the group of old monks first, he will definitely be able to turn around and catch up with him who has no monks to lead the way and has to go out alone.
"Congratulations to the host for winning one hundred thousand..."
"Congratulations to the host for receiving 230,000..."
………………
At this moment, the system mechanical prompt suddenly sounded.
Ling Tian was slightly startled by the unexpected fame. The next second, he suddenly saw many old monks in Tongpu looking at him with mixed emotions such as surprise, admiration, admiration...etc.
Those reputations... come from these old monks, no, not these, but only a dozen or twenty at most.
Who are these people? How could each one of them provide so much fame?
For a moment, Ling Tian felt as if he had seen some incredible secret.
At this time, the shadow's wild laughter had already burst out.
