Nian Shicheng asked Chen Ying in a dark voice with a gloomy face: "This time the map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng was born in Baiyujing, and the two hidden Taoist dynasties, Daode Sect and Guixu Temple, were successively mixed up. Now the situation is treacherous and changeable. What will Brother Chen do next?"

The hungry old man Chen Ying beat him up and responded without comment: "I can only take one step at a time. Chen doesn't want to be in his old age. He didn't understand the situation and lost his life in a daze."

Nian Shicheng did not get a positive reply from the hungry old man Chen Ying. The other party obviously did not want to cooperate with him anymore. He couldn't help but look angry in his eyes. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Old cunning guy, hum!"

Chen Ying ignored Nian Shicheng's face, bowed his hand and said goodbye, but he didn't return to the ground, and flew straight out of the air.

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared from Nian Shicheng's sight.

"Old man, you will suffer from your hardships in the future!"

Nian Shicheng looked jealous and said gritting his teeth as he looked at the direction where Chen Ying disappeared.

After all, he is a scholar of Baihua, and he is also a true disciple of the Qing Palace. Behind Chen Ying is just a small Heavenly King Hall.

In his Nian Shicheng's eyes, Yu Zi is not worth mentioning except for the blood sea battle sword Fan Rendian.

After a while, as the blue clouds and blue sea guarding formation exploded, the entire mansion and even the surrounding area were razed to the ground. Gradually, warriors re-entered and searched towards the mansion.

Those who are not in life or in death will not see the corpse. As long as they are not stupid, they know that Wang Le and others in the mansion will not die with the guardian formation and die together with the warriors who broke into the formation.

Seeing this, Nian Shicheng hangs in the sky for a while. After seeing more and more warriors on the ground and there is no danger, he rushed towards the ground with confidence.

After all, it took a lot of effort to put it in vain, and Nian Shicheng would not be willing to say that.

Besides, Mr. Liuzhi and Chen Ying were afraid of the two hidden Taoist dynasties, the Daode Sect and Guixu Temple, but behind his generation, the Qinggong, the top sect in the martial arts world.

What's more, Lord Di Hao, who is the biggest reliance of the Qing Palace, lives in seclusion in the depths of the forbidden area all year round, but is in the prime of Spring and Autumn Period. Except for Xiaoyaozi, the leader of Guixu Temple in the martial arts world, no one dares to win over him!

So after thinking about it, Nian Shicheng really has nothing to be afraid of.

At the same time, Wang Le quickly crossed most of Bai Yujing with Lao Yang and Qing Yangzi from the narrow underground secret passage that looked like sheep's intestines.

When Wang Le followed the old Yang and his wife in front of him to crawl out of the underground secret passage, he was already alone behind the Three Pure Divine Gods in a dilapidated Taoist temple.

Fortunately, Wang Le's eye on the Breaking Demon has not been closed. Otherwise, he would have known where he had come to this temple without lights and black painted darkness.

Looking at the spider webs on the corners and roof beams, and the thick dust on the divine table, Wang Le said in surprise: "I didn't expect that such a bossless little Taoist temple would hide a thousand-year secret passage leading to the outside of the city."

At this time, Qingyangzi, who was behind the pad, also walked up from the secret passage below, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Wang Le saw that the space behind the statue was really small, so he packed up his thoughts and bypassed the statue to give up the space. Otherwise, Qingyangzi would not be able to come out of the secret passage.

When Wang Le just stepped onto the ground, Qing Yangzi also flashed and appeared beside him. At this time, Lao Yang and his wife cleared the broken door at the entrance of the hall, and the moonlight outside shone into the hall without any cover, and it was no longer pitch black.

Qingyangzi took the lead in crossing the threshold and walked out of the hall. Wang Le and Lao Yang and his wife followed each other.

Wang Le, who had just walked out of the hall, suddenly showed surprise because he did not expect that this temple would be located on the hillside of a small hill.

Old Yang, who was standing next to him, knew what was going on when he saw Wang Le's expression, so he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that there is a mountain in this Baiyu Capital."

Wang Le nodded and admitted: "That's right, my nephew thought this Bai Yujing was smooth!"

While talking, Wang Le did not forget to scan the mountains and found that not only this mountain was around, but also the altitude was not very high, and it looked like the hilly areas in the secular south.

From here, although you can't overlook the entire Baiyujing, you can also see the southwest area of ​​the city.

As the slightly wet and cold mountain breeze blows, Wang Le looks at the dim lights and noisy under the night, forming a strong contrast with the quiet place he lives in, as if in two worlds.

In the quiet atmosphere, Wang Le put away his gaze in the distance, looked at Qingyangzi and Lao Yang, who were standing beside him, and said sincerely: "This Baiyujing is indeed big enough. A small area is as big as the urban area of ​​a secular second-tier city."

At this time, Qingyangzi finally broke his silence and replied with a smile: "Although Bai Yujing is no longer as huge as the old city as it was a long time ago, in terms of area in the secular world, it can be as big as three 49 cities."

"Hiss!" Wang Le couldn't help but take a breath. Although he knew that Bai Yujing was very big, he didn't expect it to be so majestic. It was hard to imagine how much manpower and material resources were spent during the reconstruction.

"It's such a miracle. It's not much different from the Great Wall in the secular world, and it's even worse." Wang Le thought deep in his heart.

After thinking about it, Wang Le asked, "Where are we in the city now?"

Before Qingyangzi could speak, Lao Yang took the initiative to take over the topic and responded: "This area is called Wangqiu Mountain, located in the southwest of Baiyujing, and is the most remote place in the city."

After a pause, Lao Yang further introduced: "The Taoist temple we are in is now called Huiyang Temple when it was in its incense hundreds of years ago, but later it was completely abandoned because something happened."

"Oh? What happened?" Wang Le asked casually.

"Uh!" Old Yang suddenly became silent, closed his mouth tightly, and an inexplicable look of fear flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Qing Yangzi smiled indifferently and said, "Actually it's no big deal. This is mainly because Yangguan involves the theory of ghosts and gods. The so-called "Zi doesn't say anything strange and insulting gods. Lao Yang was afraid of getting involved with something, so he didn't dare to say more."

Wang Le was stunned at first, then he habitually touched his nose and said, "It's okay to believe in ghosts and gods in the secular world. I didn't expect that this martial arts world will be popular. It seems that no matter where you go, human nature is common and not different because of your own strong force."

In fact, what Wang Le didn't say is that he also believed in this thing, mainly because the shock was too great when Hong Kong Island and others showed him his face, which completely shook his firm position.
Chapter completed!