Beginning Prehistoric: I Can Travel Through the Heavens

Chapter 15
Chapter 15
After asking Xu Ning, Ye Liang returned to a nearby dilapidated house.

After his efforts in repairing it, the house, which had only a frame left, finally took shape, but there were still a few small holes that were difficult to plug.

At this moment, the moon was rising in the sky, the temperature dropped sharply, and a cold wind blew again, filling Ye Liang's house along the small holes.

The temperature inside the house became the same as that of the outside world, and the house was as if it didn't exist at all. It had no effect of keeping warm and sheltering from the wind.

"Ah." Ye Liang's old bone was stimulated, and his nose and sneeze came together, but he didn't care, he wiped it with the old Taoist robe, and felt the breath of Xu Ning in the complete room next to him, full of security.

""Tianshui Qingxinyuan Dao Gong"!" Ye Liang used a little spiritual power to form a light spot to illuminate himself, then took out the manuscript of "Tianshui Qingxinyuan Dao Gong" and read it with relish.

The cultivation forces in this world attach great importance to inheritance. If such a technique that leads directly to the avenue is not a pie in the sky, Ye Liang will never be able to see it in his life.

But what he didn't expect was that after Xu Ning got the technique, he directly asked him to copy it by hand as a reward for his obedience during this period.

At this point, Ye Liang's loyalty to Xu Ning has risen in a straight line, and the matter of Xu Ning's use of strength to oppress him was left behind by him.

It's a joke. At this moment, it seems that he is very lucky to be favored by this senior Xu based on his strength.

Others who are more talented and cultivated than themselves are not qualified to serve.

"It turns out that the Taoist sect is practicing this way. I'm afraid something went wrong in my usual practice. Fortunately, there is a way to fix it..." Ye Liang began to practice with joy and sorrow.

In the main hall of Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia specially chose this place as a place to rest at night.

He sits in the center of the hall, surrounded by statues of the four great vajras of the King of Knowledge, the King of States, the King of Growth and the King of Guangmu.

Suddenly, the cold wind suddenly picked up outside the window, and with a click, the four heavenly kings seemed to glare angrily, and the thunder suddenly rang.

The door of the main hall opened, and the fallen leaves were carried by the cold wind and poured into the main hall, and a cold breath rose.

Yan Chixia opened her eyes, feeling bad. She picked up her sword, turned over, and headed straight towards his old enemy, Swordsman Xiahou.

Water splashed everywhere, and Yan Chixia galloped towards the waterfall where Xiahou swordsman was.

But it was too late. When he felt it, he only saw a corpse wearing Xiahou swordsman's armor lying on the shore.

The corpse has become withered, and the skinny skeleton is covered with a thin layer of human skin. The bulges of the bones below can be vaguely seen, as if the yang energy of his flesh and blood has been robbed clean.

Yan Chixia looked at Xiahou swordsman's death, sighed, and said: "Brother Xiahou, you were so ambitious in life, but you are just a stinky skin after death, so why bother?"

He shook his head, lifted up the withered corpse, and said, "You and I have finally gotten to know each other, and I won't let you expose your corpse in the wilderness."

Yan Chixia was about to turn around when suddenly the corpse in her arms moved, and the drooping human skin tightened. Xiahou Swordsman's corpse suddenly opened its eyes and grabbed Yan Chixia's neck roughly with two arms. The force was so strong that part of her body The sharp bones had even pierced his worn-out human skin, exposing it to the outside.

Yan Chixia was still thinking about where to dig a hole for Swordsman Xiahou to bury. At this moment, the corpse suddenly transformed into a corpse. She was unprepared and was attacked directly by the opponent. "You still want to fight me even after you die!" Yan Chixia finally reacted and pinched the neck of the mummy with one hand, narrowly avoiding being bitten, and then took out a stick from the bag at her waist. A gold needle more than 20 centimeters long was inserted directly into the head of the mummy.

The golden needle entered the brain, and the spiritual energy bloomed, directly immobilizing the mummy. Yan Chixia threw the mummy into the air, took out the talisman with the other hand, ignited the spiritual power, threw it at the mummy, and at the same time shouted: "Fire !”

The talisman turned into a billowing fire dragon, rolling up the mummy and biting it.

After dozens of breaths, the fire dragon dissipated, a piece of black dust in the air was blown away by the wind, Xiahou swordsman completely disappeared.

"That boy is taken care of by people from the Tianshi Mansion, so there should be no problem." Yan Chixia thought after briefly cleaning up, recalling the three people in Lanruo Temple.

He could tell that the old man in the worn Taoist robes was practicing at the cyclone level, but he couldn't see through the man's cultivation level at all.

But there was no response from the things in the box behind him, which made him understand that the other party was a human monk, and that the other party did have the token of the Tianshi Mansion, which was enough.

After settling the matter with Xiahou Swordsman, Yan Chixia was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, she wandered around the waterfall and spring, searching for something.

Although Xu Ning came here to slay demons this time, there was a slight difference with Yan Chixia's idea. When Ning Caichen was taken away by Nie Xiaoqian, he did not take action, but watched for a while and then returned. In his own room, Ye Liang was forbidden to take action at the same time, and he was ready to take a long shot to catch the big fish.

Inside Lanruo Temple, dark clouds were high, completely blocking the scarce moonlight.

Next to a dry well, two graceful and graceful women rose up from the well, talking frivolously.

"The bearded guy has finally left. He's been here like an evil star. I haven't had anything to eat in the past few days. He's just playing with you, a prodigal." The one on the left is wearing red clothes, with a red head on his head. The bright red scarf completely covered her face, making her look like a bride.

At this moment, he smiled and said, and the other hand was about to touch the girl in blue next to him.

The girl is about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a cyan waist-length skirt and long black hair reaching her waist. Her skin is fair and smooth, like mutton-fat jade. There are dots of blush on her cheeks and her eyes are misty. The corners of his eyes are slightly curved, as if he is shy and naive.

Facing the claws that were grabbing at her, she sideways dodged and grinned: "Those who don't know think my sister is a vixen, why are you hungrier than my sister?"

The girl in green clothes turned around at this moment, and a yellow furry tail appeared on her back. The tail twitched and gently swept the hand of the bride in red clothes aside.

"Usually, my younger sister might rely on my elder sister, but now my skills are bottlenecked and I need the man's yang energy. Don't blame my younger sister for being unloyal. Let the monk who practices cyclone photo be given to my sister to drink. As for the mortals, I will do it for you." ." The girl in green licked her lips with her pink tongue, a hint of cunning appeared on her face, and when she moved, it was as if a stream of green smoke flowed towards the room where Xu Ning was.

Leaving the bride in bright red clothes standing there, the woman curled her lips and said softly: "That's all, let's get older. Maybe we will get stronger with age and be better than that young man."

Comforting herself in this way, the bride in red walked towards the house where Ye Liang was, but unlike the nimbleness of the girl in green, her pace was a little slow.

Her steps were twisting and turning, and she walked forward on the ground in a somewhat unhuman way. At the same time, she walked along her bright red clothes, leaving a long path of blood.

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