Refining Demon Tutuo

Chapter 301, Barren Mountain Ancient Temple

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops hit the leaves and branches, converging into chaotic sounds.

The dense rain curtain makes every step of the walking people so difficult.

"I saw the temple!" Meng Liye, the second child of the Meng family brothers, shouted.

He Yuan looked forward, and through the rain curtain, he saw a corner of the building looming in the woods.

Finally, here we are.

Seeing that there was a shelter from the rain, everyone in the Liu family was already too tired to walk. At this time, they burst out with new strength, dragged their horses, and rushed towards the dilapidated temple.

He Yuan pulled the horse and walked to the gate of the temple.Discovering so-called deserted temples is more than deserted.Most of the original courtyard walls collapsed, leaving only a few piles of walls and scattered soil clods, which have been severely entangled by plants.

Stepping through the ruins that originally belonged to the courtyard gate, I saw a dead tree in the courtyard.Inside the temple, most of the buildings on both sides have collapsed.Most of the main hall in the middle remains, and a corner has collapsed.Only the walls of the houses on both sides remained, and the roofs had collapsed.The vegetation behind the temple is dense, and it is impossible to see clearly what is behind.

Everyone ran to the courtyard only to find that someone had already arrived here one step earlier.

In the yard, several horses were tethered under the porches on both sides where they could shelter from the rain.At the place where the horse was hitched, there was a man looking at him vigilantly.

Before He Yuan could speak, there was movement in the hall.It is estimated that they heard the sound of them entering the temple, and several people appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

He Yuan saw it, it was a coincidence.It turned out to be Chan Master Can Ye, Liu Mengjun and others whom he had met before.

Seeing that it was He Yuan and others coming, Zen Master Can Ye and Liu Mengjun hurriedly greeted: "What a coincidence, Master He came in to avoid the rain. We also came here to avoid the rain."

He Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw whether it was a villain or not.He didn't care so much, said thank you, and let the old, young, women and children enter to shelter from the rain first.I, the Meng family, father and son and others settled the carriage and horses in the porch.

He Yuan took the opportunity to settle the livestock and observed the surrounding environment.The scale of this temple is not small, and the original appearance can no longer be seen clearly.The surrounding terrain is heavily blocked by plants.The majestic hall is already mottled and dilapidated, and I don't know the name of this temple.It seems that this road stopped after reaching the temple, and I don't know what else is behind the temple.In short, the desolate environment gave He Yuan a very uncomfortable feeling.

At this time, a fire had already risen in the main hall, Liu Mengjun took He Yuan's face into consideration, and gave the Liu family a place to shelter from the rain, distributed some dry firewood, and lit another bonfire.

He Yuan took a look and guessed that there would be no enough dry firewood soon, so he simply took the second child of the Meng family to cut down some dead wood around the temple, dragged it back and baked it into dry firewood for use.

While chopping firewood, He Yuan took a look at the surroundings of the temple. The undulating mountains behind the temple were not high, but densely forested. He didn't know why the temple was built here.

With enough firewood, an open space was separated for the female relatives with bamboo hats and coir raincoats, and everyone started to bake clothes.

The smoke from the bonfire and the moisture from drying the clothes mixed into a puff of smoke with an unpleasant smell.Wet clothes are too uncomfortable to wear, so I don't care so much.The heat of the flame will always make people feel comfortable slowly.

Both waves are baking clothes and have free time.Zen Master Can Ye and Liu Mengjun came to introduce their companions to He Yuan.

While He Yuan was talking, he took off his monk's robe, and only wore the small clothes inside, regardless of his appearance, and chatted while warming himself by the fire. Liu Mengjun was a little shy, and turned his face away from time to time.

Zen Master Can Ye introduced He Yuan to a pair of brothers and sisters from the Qingcheng School.Senior brother Li Dayuan, junior sister Cheng Li.Cheng Li had a baby face with narrowed eyes.She is not as beautiful as Liu Mengli, she is more cute in her prettyness.While greeting each other, He Yuan wondered whether these martial arts sects judged people by their appearance when recruiting apprentices.At least it was like this when accepting female disciples.

In addition, there are two brothers from the Diancang School, who are also brothers.The elder brother is called Hou Shicheng, and the younger brother is called Hou Shifu.

These sects are not as famous as Shaolin and Wudang later, but they are all well-known sects in the local area.

He Yuan introduced the Meng family father and son to everyone, and Zen Master Can Ye greeted them very politely.

"I've heard for a long time that Wufeng Dao is also a well-known sect in the north. It's a good fortune to know each other. Let's go around more in the future."

The Meng family father and son are in distress, no matter the other party's words are true or not, anyway, they are very useful.They naturally have a little more respect for such a famous player as Can Ye.

He Yuan saw a little contempt on the faces of the four disciples of the Diancang Sect and the Qingcheng Sect.

Although they didn't speak, this kind of indifference was obvious, because they looked down on He Yuan or the Meng family's Wufengdao.

The clothes were half dry, He Yuan felt less uncomfortable, and put the monk's robe on his shoulders.

As the sky gradually darkened, the Meng family father and son took out dry food and prepared dinner.He Yuan was not polite either.While toasting the dry food, he took out the wine gourd that he carried with him.When he went on a long journey, he brought a leather water bag for clean water and a gourd for wine.

Chan Master Can Ye came over.

"Master He, if you are free, let's chat?"

"Okay," He Yuan picked up the baked pancake, "Come on! Master Zen, come and taste it too." Can Ye politely declined the rice wine, and the two of them ate the pancake and chatted about recent events in Jingzhao Mansion.

Liu Mengjun also came over.As soon as she came over, another girl, Cheng Li, also came over.

Can Ye and He Yuan chatted about the competition for scriptures.He Yuan curiously asked Can Ye why he didn't wait until the competition was over before going back.

"You don't want to see who gets it?"

Chan Master Can Ye smiled: "I'm ashamed to say it. After a fight with Ouyang Feng, I realized that there is someone out there. What's more, this time, I lost a lot of friends. Where is the face left?" He finished speaking Afterwards, he asked a rhetorical question: "Master He. Who do you think the scriptures will go to?"

He Yuan was not polite, and said directly: "It's probably the real king of Chongyang Palace."

Can Ye said: "Oh? Then Ouyang Feng is amazing! The poor monk has seen some of his vicious tricks."

He Yuan said: "I'm afraid his methods won't work against Chongyang Palace. In fact, it's not just the real Wang of Chongyang Palace, there are indeed not many people in the martial arts world who can match Ouyang Feng, but there are still some."

Remnant Leaf nodded.

When the two of them were talking, the people next to them were all listening.Originally, because of Liu Mengjun, some young chivalrous men rejected He Yuan.After listening to Zen Master Can Ye's introduction, he roughly understood He Yuan's abilities.At this moment, the words are also more polite, and nothing bloody happened.

Can Ye talked about his Tianning Temple, which was originally well-known in the south. During his travels, he met two descendants of the previous generation of Yunzhe'an, and later became friends.
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