It can be seen that this small temple was later stamped. It may have been after that disaster that it was replenished one after another to reach its current scale.

No one came here early in the morning, so Fang Chang and Sang Ziping walked into the interior with confidence and boldness, but saw a statue standing in the middle.

The person in the statue is tall, with a fluttering green dress, a wide robe and a big sleeve, and an outstanding appearance.

He held a golden sword with green vine tangled handle without sheath in his right hand, and held two fingers in his left hand, but his face was unclear.

In small towns and towns, the pigments used are only bright red, green, green, and purple, which are very bright and have a very rural atmosphere. Perhaps a hundred decades later, when these pigments fade and then become old after incense, they will bring enough "artisticity".

There are also traces of incense inside, and it can be seen that it should be from the past few days.

However, people nearby heard about the origin of the Jianxian Temple and would come here to pray for blessings, seek to cure diseases, seek children, and seek marriage, so the incense continues to spread.

Fang Chang looked at all this and said to himself:

"Sure enough."

This sentence made Sang Ziping, who was watching the small temple beside him, feel very confused.

He turned around and asked:

"What does Mr. Fang mean? However, there is indeed a residual demonic energy here that has not dissipated. It seems that the rumors are indeed true."

"Of course." Fang Chang smiled and said, "The monster's corpse is buried at our feet. It seems that there is indeed a fierce battle here. However, the person who led it inside was actually the one I killed at the beginning. Because it has some connection with me, I have to take care of it."

"Oh?" Sang Ziping became curious in an instant and looked at the Lingquan Sword behind Fang Chang.

Fang Chang walked out of this small country temple with his hands behind his back and said to Sang Ziping:

"Once, a demon in Yunzhongshan was caught by me. He was not guilty until he died, but he was still full of quibbling and very slippery. I had no choice but to force him to make a vow and not to take the initiative to do evil. As a result, it ran here to slaughter the people. When I learned about it, I had to take action to kill him."

The Lingquan Sword "dinks" at the right time, as if confirming the matter.

When Fang Chang just saw this temple, he felt that the demonic aura had not completely dissipated from the land under the temple, and also knew that it was done by himself and Lingquan Jian. The fate of this distant town was actually related to him in a dark way, and it was really a wonderful thing to be encountered by him today.

Sang Ziping smiled and said:

"So that's it, but I don't know what this matter has been circulated here."

"This is simple. We can ask someone to ask and ask about the current situation in the Ant Mountain. I am a little curious about what the monsters are doing in the mountains." Fang Chang said, and then he walked out of the temple gate and walked a few steps towards the town.

There was an old man over there walking out of the town with a cane.

He walked up and bowed to the old man, "I'm invited this guy."

Although the old man was old and had a little staggering, his head was full of energy and his eyes were not blurred. He looked at the polite young man in white in front of him and felt a good impression: "What's wrong with this guy?"

Fang Chang continued to bow and said, "We both have been studying here since Zhongyuan. I heard that there is a Sword Immortal Temple here. Although it has not been established for a long time, there are twists and turns in it, so I have thoughts and want to ask what happened at that time."

Hearing this question, the father-in-law's expression suddenly dimmed. He sighed and said:

"The rumors are true, but I really don't want to recall the tragic situation that day. In short, in order to resist, the people in the town and the surrounding villages happened to be present, and the people who were suffering from unpredictable disasters rose up to resist and then suffered serious casualties. However, we can talk about the final thing."

"At that time, those of us who survived were gathered into a pile of monsters, right there..." He pointed out a field in front, where it was now a well-growing wheat field. "It was in that position, everyone was afraid of being confused and didn't know what the outcome would be."

"Then the terrifying monster leader ordered that the old and weak among us be slaughtered, and then the young and strong will be pulled up the mountain as slaves. As a result, the monster leader was killed on the spot by a golden sword. The monsters fled in scattered and dared not come again."

"So we dug a hole to bury the monster's corpse. Among them were the leader who was killed by the flying sword, and the little monster who was resisted and killed by the people in the town - the little monsters would be injured and died. As long as we are united, we are not as irresistible as the rumors."

While talking about this, several young people passing by saw the situation here and came over to listen to the old man retelling the original story.

At the end, they couldn't help but start talking:

"I want to tell you, it must be the sword immortals in Shu. After all, although there are many rumors about the gods in Guanzhong, I have never heard of the golden sword slashing demons elsewhere. This place is close to Shu. It must be the powerful man who passed by, hiding his figure somewhere next to him, and then commanded the immortal sword to kill demons..."

"Yes, yes, everyone thinks so, so they are almost inseparable, so they set up this Sword Immortal Temple. Unfortunately, the Sword Immortal did not show up, so they could only use guesses to shape his statue..."

"I feel like we're doing it well. Even if an immortal appears, it should be like this. Look! How elegant, elegant and majestic..."

The last person who spoke, pointed to the statue in the temple with ordinary paint and painted earthy flavor through the open temple door, and said confidently.

Then another person suggested:

"Since you two have come to Liangchi Town, do you want to go to Jianxian Temple to pour incense? There are incense and candles for visitors. It is not expensive, but you have to save some money. This place is very effective!"

Fang Chang laughed and said, "Hahahahaha, OK!"

Then he and Sang Ziping bid farewell to the old man and returned to the temple behind him. Following the instructions of several young people, they took out the prepared homemade incense and candles from the small cage on one side, and meticulously gave the unclear sword immortal in the temple to the front of him. Then they asked several young people about the recent situation around them before leaving here.

However, the townspeople behind him were very hospitable and suggested that he come again next time.

Walking out, Sang Ziping smiled and said, "The villagers of Liangchi Town are so... enthusiastic."

Fang Chang nodded, but did not go into the topic. He said to Sang Ziping: "It happened that this place has reached the foot of the Ant Mountain. Why don't we go up the mountain to take a look? Check out what the monsters that have raging in the surrounding towns over the past few years have come from."

In fact, based on the vague information Fang Chang got when he killed the pangolin and when the Lingquan Sword flew back, he had already had some speculations about this in his mind, but he still had to go up the mountain to take a look before he could draw a conclusion.
Chapter completed!