Chapter 682: Little temple

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"You know, who were those figures ?!" Shen Xiaoyao asked after a moment of silence.
Huang Fuxin sneered: "The shadows just now are not humans at all, but ..." She watched the dark shadows in the dark, and she said in a deep voice: "Monster!"
Monsters are aliens between heaven and earth.
The body is a beast. After countless years, it absorbs the heaven and earth aura, produces spiritual wisdom, and can communicate with humanity.
The more powerful ones can even get rid of the beast and become human.
This level of monsters is no longer within the range of the beasts, and is directly turned into a monster!
Shen Xiaoyao heard the words, and nodded slightly, "It really has good eyesight, it seems I look down on you!"
Huang Fuxin said slightly: "You are deliberately testing me ?!"
Shen Xiaoyao shook his head and looked deep into Taolin and said, "As soon as I arrived here, I secretly searched and knew that there should be a temple at the end of Taolin. If these monsters are trained by humans, their masters should be there In this temple. "
"I'd like to see, who is the mastermind of arresting my disciples of Haotian Zong! Who is it?" Huang Fuxin stopped answering and turned to Taolin.
Shen Xiaoyao also touched the peach blossom that fell on the placket, and followed Huang Fuxin behind.
The two were different from the disciples who were beheaded by the monsters in the depths of Taolin. They were the best of the younger generation.
They have evil spirits on them.
This evil spirit, though invisible and invisible, is naturally felt by the spirit-sensitive officer of the monster.
Therefore, during the time the two walked along, no other monsters secretly attacked.
As Huang Fuxin and Shen Xiaoyao moved forward, the pattern of Taolin seemed to have changed.
In the impenetrable peach grove, a small intestine trail appeared, stretching forward.
And just moments ago, there was no way at all.
Under the light of the moonlight, the path appeared white, making the path look more strange and dangerous.
It seemed that there was something unknown waiting for them at the end of the trail.
Huang Fuxin and Shen Xiaoyao also felt this strange atmosphere, but none of them stopped, instead walking along the path of the path.
I don't know how long I walked through the forest. The path seemed to be at the end, and there was a thick black mist in front of it, straight down from the sky, covering everything in front.
As soon as Huang Fuxin and Shen Xiaoyao stopped, they heard a slight sound behind them.
They looked back suddenly, but found that the path when they came was gone, and there were only endless peach branches and leaves, shaking in the moonlight.
The two took a deep breath and looked back, seeing that the black mist in front of them was slowly dissipating, the moonlight penetrated down, and a ruined little temple gradually emerged.
I don't know how many years this temple has gone through, it looks dilapidated and crumbling.
The red tile at the top of the temple has become dark black, covered with bird tracks and weeds.
A thin wooden plaque hanging over the temple door has also been tilted more than halfway, and the bleak gold paint inscribed the three big characters: "Mountain Temple!"
However, what is even more surprising is that on these three large characters, I do not know who was hit by a huge red cross, covering up the original appearance, and adding the word "Fuxian Temple" on the side.
This scene seemed a little funny, but Huang Fuxin couldn't laugh at all.
She frowned at the plaque in front of the temple.
The red ink was still dry, showing red blood, as if it had just been written.
His eyes flickered, and Huang Fuxin subconsciously felt that the color of the ink was wrong.
Sure enough, the next moment, Shen Xiaoyao came to the temple door, reached out to catch a drop of red ink, placed it in front of his nose, and sniffed lightly, then his face was gloomy:
"is blood!"
Around the mountain temple, there is no wilderness.
Nothing but Taolin.
So where does this fresh blood come from, don't ask yourself.
Naturally, those disciples of Haotianzong who disappeared in Taolin!
Can no longer bear the anger in his heart, Huang Fuxin kicked the door of the broken temple!
"Boom!" A loud noise.
The two small doors of the mountain temple were directly kicked into pieces by Huang Fuxin.
The sky was filled with dust from the ruined temple.
"Om !!!"
Shen Xiaoyao also burst out at this moment.
A strong wind passed, and the smoke and dust disappeared.
The scene of broken seconds fell into the eyes of the two.
The small temple is not big.
In the bright moonlight, the two of them saw one thing at a time, and they could see everything clearly.
No one was in the temple.
The table was empty.
On the scarlet shrine, there is an idol sitting, life-size, indistinct moonlight can not see the appearance, only a white coat, dazzling white.
Huang Fuxin retracted his gaze and looked at the most striking box in the temple.
This box is made of millennium iron wood, which can last for thousands of years.
However, this thousand-year-old iron-wood box is in ruins.
It can be seen that it has been here for more than a few years.
On the box, there is a lock.
The lock is the size of a palm, but it is very delicate. It is cast with a statue of Pu'ao, one of the nine dragon sons. The statue is simple, but it is also mostly damaged.
Reaching for a light slam, the lock was already scattered on the ground.
At the same time, like dominoes, the 1,000-year-old iron-wood box collapsed.
There was a splash of dust, but it couldn't stop the light in the box.
Shen Xiaoyao and Huang Fuxin both looked directly at the bottom of the box.
I saw there was a golden bell as bright as new!
Above this golden bell, there was a faint golden light.
The baby's light and shadow seemed to form a protective cover, making it impossible for foreign objects to touch the golden bell.
It seems that it is for this reason that the fist-sized golden bell will be kept as new.
"what is this?!"
Huang Fuxin came curiously to Jin Zhong, reached out, and struck a few times on the bell.
"咚 ~~~"
"咚 ~~"
"咚 ~~~~~~~"
Admiralty beeps a few different lengths.
However, when Huang Fuxin tried to pick up the Admiralty, he found that the seemingly small Admiralty was as heavy as a mountain and remained motionless.
Seeing this, Shen Xiaoyao softly said, "Let me come."
However, Huang Fuxin does not seem willing to help Shen Xiaoyao.
She shook her head, glanced around, and finally decided to give it a shot underneath Admiralty.
"Oh ~"
A clear chime sounded.
I saw Huang Fuxin's hands, not knowing when, an extra dagger.
This dagger is half a foot long, and a faint cold light shines from above.
Huang Fuxin inserted the dagger into the dirt on the edge of Admiralty, and wanted to lift Admiralty from a gap in the ground.
But before she tried hard, Admiralty made a buzzing noise and flew up instantly! !! !!