Zhou Zheng opened his eyes and looked at the faintly glowing talisman on the crack of the window, feeling a little strange in his heart.

He rummaged through the bookcase for a while, took out a replacement pair of straw sandals, and began to change them rustlingly.

The call of the bearded uncle came from the side, and it was still a quiet night outside the door.

Zhou Zheng stood up, lightly stamped his feet, and then started walking around the dilapidated Buddhist hall with his hands behind his hands.

More and more doubts filled my mind.

He vaguely sensed that something was not right here.

Lan Ruosi, Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen...

Obviously, this is just a love story.

If Zhou Zheng remembers it correctly, this story is about a married man Ning Caichen, who said that I will only love my wife forever, and then he was shocked when he met Xiaoqian in Lanruo Temple.

With his guidance and the help of Yan Chixia, he killed the old bustard here and took Xiaoqian home to raise her as a 'ghost wife'.

Liaozhai, most of them are filled with these ridiculous things.

The words spoken by Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin in the main hall inside the Laojun Tai Chi Tu seemed to contain some key information.

Yes, these two boys said that Laojun selected seven places for them to practice.

In other words, this place was personally selected by Laojun, and he even visited it before.

Laojun's actions must have profound meaning.

When Laojun appeared in the villa, he once said to himself that in almost twenty years, the law of heaven would be completely revived in Yang Jian's body.

The Great Heavenly Lord is dead, and all the immortal and Buddha masters in the sky are dead and injured.

Laojun also said that the Three Friends, the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, could no longer interfere with the affairs of the Three Realms, so he made a painstaking arrangement and sent them here.

What is the hidden meaning here?

So far, there are only seven training places in total. Do you really want to use one training place to let yourself experience the sweet love between humans and ghosts?

Yan Chixia's snoring kept ringing, and the night in Lanruo Temple seemed to be quieter.

Zhou Zheng, who was walking around, suddenly stopped and looked down at the corner next to the Buddha statue.

The chopped-off head of the Buddha statue was lying at his feet, with its back to him at the moment. The corners were also somewhat damaged, so there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhou Zheng shook his head slightly, turned and walked aside, but after taking two steps, he suddenly turned back, stepped on the Buddha statue with his left foot, and slid hard to his side, so that the head of the Buddha statue faced him.

Sudden!

Zhou Zheng's whole body was covered with chills. He seemed to hear a noise of "humai" in his ears, and bursts of chanting seemed to appear from all around.

That Buddha statue!

The delicate face of the Buddha statue!

It's him!

It’s his original appearance!

Zhou Zheng felt chills all over his body, and suddenly felt that there were an extra pair of eyes in the dim environment around him, and an inexplicable fear surged into his heart.

What's going on?

Didn’t you come to Lanruo Temple?

Several pictures flashed through my mind quickly, which were the scenes after I was sent out of the Tai Chi diagram.

I opened my eyes and stood in front of the ancient temple. In front of me was a bookcase and a stone tablet covered with vines. I swept away the vines and saw the big characters of Lanruo Temple.

"What are you doing if you don't sleep?"

From the side came an uncle with a beard complaining: "Go to bed quickly. With my Taoist priest's talisman here, those dirty things won't dare to come over."

"Hero?"

Zhou Zheng turned around and looked at the bearded uncle.

"I haven't asked for advice yet..."

"Xiao Chixia, a Taoist."

The uncle muttered, turned over, and soon began to snore again.

Zhou Zheng couldn't help but fall silent.

There was no moonlight outside the window, and there were only a few candles in the temple.

He sat cross-legged and meditated, thinking carefully for a while, then quickly turned around and walked towards the side door behind the temple, pushed the door open and walked out, startling the rough man who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Zhou Zheng quickly stepped into the backyard, his eyes imprinted with a faint golden light, and he kept scanning around.

All have impressions.

I have an impression of the layout and scenery of this place.

Kicking open the door of a backyard dining room where the yin monastery lives, the scenery inside made Zhou Zheng's pupils shrink slightly.

"What are you doing?" The bearded uncle ran over, holding a shining long sword in his hand.

Zhou Zheng avoided him subconsciously, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes, and then, under the dumbfounded expression of the uncle, he jumped into the air.

This frail scholar crashed into the mass grave at the back of the mountain!

"Being of countless gods! Who are you!"

The bearded uncle's Adam's apple trembled, and he grabbed his back, and the sword box flew up on its own and stuck to his back.

The sword box opened, and a flying sword flew out from it. The bearded uncle staggered into the air on the flying sword, and hurriedly chased after him up the mountain. He could only vaguely see the scholar falling under a big banyan tree.

"That's...be careful! There's a demon hiding there..."

Before the uncle finished shouting, he saw the scholar's right hand raised his sword fingers, and a little sword light was coming out of his fingertips.

The big banyan tree seemed to come to life, and the branches and vines on it turned into dark ghost hands, grabbing directly at the scholar.

The scholar's figure was suspended in mid-air, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand moving forward quickly. Just a few sword lights passed by, and he tore apart the numerous ghosts and chopped them directly on the big banyan tree!

There was no gap in the trunk, but drops of dark blood flowed out from under the bark.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound in the back mountain, and a powerful demonic aura rose into the sky, making the bearded uncle suddenly change his color.

Such a change happened too quickly.

But the scholar turned a deaf ear to the billowing evil spirit that appeared in the back mountain, and just lowered his head and rummaged under the tree.

When the bearded uncle approached, the scholar had already dug out a pile of bones and a pile of pottery altars.

"This is the urn!"

Xiao Chixia hurriedly said:

"There is red paper on it, and if you write down your birth date and last name, you can control the soul left behind by that person! It's really an evil method!"

"Well," Zhou Zheng nodded, signaling the Taoist priest not to come near, and then he pondered for a while about the urn in his hand.

Xiao Chixia looked at it from a distance and said in confusion:

"Ao Xiaoqian? Is this Taoist friend's old friend?"

Zhou Zheng smiled and said nothing.

Xiao Chixia pointed to the huge black shadow that appeared on the mountain behind: "Um, fellow Taoist, should we deal with this guy first, or run away first and summon fellow Taoists from all walks of life to come here to eliminate the demon together?"

"No need."

Zhou Zheng looked at Xiao Chixia with very sincere eyes and a bit of encouragement.

"I believe, Taoist Priest, you alone are enough to deal with this monster!"

"What?"

After Zhou Zheng finished speaking, he rose into the air and when he landed, he was back in front of the Lanruo Temple. He ignored the muddy ground and sat cross-legged in meditation.

This is the starting point of his trip.

The back mountain lit up with sword lights.

Zhou Zheng didn't look at these, he closed his eyes, concentrated, and adjusted his breathing.

Suddenly, the figure of Tang Sanzang's sister appeared in Zhou Zheng's heart, and a piece of scripture accompanied by her soft voice slowly spread in Zhou Zheng's heart.

Ah, it was those Buddhist scriptures that Sister Tang Sanzang asked me to learn in those days, but I never thought that they would come into play here.

Whether it is a Buddhist scripture or a Taoist scripture, it is a good scripture if you can find the original truth.

Zhou Zheng chanted quickly: "Ah Wado, please brush and pull Bodhisattva..."

After a while, a shallow treasure wheel appeared behind him. This treasure wheel burst out with Buddha light like moonlight, spreading on the road in front of the ancient temple.

A fierce fight is going on in the back mountain.

Zhou Zheng's voice when reciting scriptures became faster and faster, and the Buddha's light behind him became brighter and brighter!

Words of 'swastika' floated out from his mouth, flying into the world between heaven and earth, forming shallow Buddha shadows in the air, and reciting them in all directions.
To be continued...