The original mournful cry in the Bat King Temple suddenly disappeared and disappeared from the moment Zhang Yan stepped into the temple.

The huge Dansha on his body is always circulating to protect his body, and he doesn't need to deliberately exert it, even if he leaks a little outside, it also suppresses the filthy qi here.

In this hall, there were more than a dozen cat-like raccoon dogs, tiger striped beasts, lying on the ground and watching him walk in in horror, trembling all over.

Zhang Yan ignored it, he glanced around coldly, and a little white light was emitted in his eyes, as if he was a fierce sword aura.

This temple should have been abandoned for more than 100 years, but there are no dust cobwebs around, but it seems that someone has been sweeping it from time to time, knowing that these strange beasts have done it, and thinking that this should be their usual residence, so they will take care of it like this.

This temple is not small, divided into two halls before and after, he started to the apse, looked up, only to see a statue of the god of the land standing on the case, although it looks like it is also kind eyebrows, but the lips stand upright, the fangs are exposed, the red eyes and black skin, the cheeks are white and fluffy, not like a human appearance.

Zhang Yan thought in his heart, since this temple has been named after the Bat King, this should be a bat spirit that has been cultivated into a spirit, and was later worshiped as land by the local villagers.

This is not unusual, like a remote rural place, if the spirit is willing to protect the safety of the party, from the evil spirits, not only can live a good practice, but also enjoy incense, fire and blood food, even the Taoist priests of the Taoist Palace will not come to look for trouble.

It's just that after a few more glances, he saw that something was wrong.

With a flick of his hand, he peeled off a layer of dry mud above the statue, revealing the dark black wood grain underneath, and a pale yellow talisman was pasted on it.

He sneered and said, "There is no formation set up here, but why is my Dao so depressed Yin Qi." It turns out that the roots are here. ”

The statue of this land temple is only wrapped in a layer of mud on the outside and painted with a layer of paint, and the inside is carved from a piece of Yin Tangle wood that has been refined by magic.

This wooden statue has been concocted by some secret method, and it was originally used to ward off evil spirits. But now it is hidden in the yin, but whenever someone dies nearby, its soul will be absorbed by it, imprisoned in it, and refining the yin qi, and after a long time, it will become a place to raise demons.

If you ignore it, let it go. In another 100 years, a demon will definitely come out.

With such methods, he knew at a glance that it was the Demon Sect's disciples who lacked the Demon Sect's previous Demon Sacrifice Evil Method. It's a different way. Pregnant with the devil, and now the demon calamity is together, and the devil in the devil's den does not know how many, so that there is no need for such means.

This is probably the reason why this temple was abandoned here.

It's been hundreds of years. I don't know how many yin souls have been detained and refined in this wooden statue, just like this, there are more than ten newly detained souls, who are suffering from the soul refining, and they are in pain, but Zhang Yan is in front. But he was unable to make a sound by the pressure of the behemoth on his body.

Zhang Yan thought for a while, although this place has been abolished, but the living people are contaminated with a strong atmosphere, it is inevitable that they will be in a trance, and the visions in front of them are frequent all day long, and the time is long. I'm going to hurt my vitality, since I've bumped into it. You can't let it go on like this.

He pointed out, the talisman in the middle, only to hear a soft sound, immediately broke the spell, the wooden statue trembled a few times, can no longer restrain the yin soul, the more than ten souls from the top of the down, bow to Zhang Yan a few times, and then disperse.

Zhang Yan didn't care about them, and with a flick of his sleeve, a purple lightning flew out, and he circled around the wooden statue, sweeping away the yin qi accumulated for hundreds of years.

After doing this, he was looking for a place to meditate, and the more than ten strange beasts had been watching his movements, and during this period, a strange beast with a short nose and a pure bright coat folded its ears back, called a few times, took a clean futon over, and stood up again, and shook him like a human.

Zhang Yan nodded and said, "You can be sensible when you wait." ”

He groaned slightly, took out a pill, and said, "I ruined your hiding place, and this transformation pill will be given to you." ”

The strange beast looked like a surprise, took it in its mouth, and after bowing to Zhang Yan a few times, he went to the side, called a few times, and then took the strange beasts out of the temple, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhang Yan sat down on the futon, closed his eyes and said nothing, just waiting for someone to come to the door.

When he was talking to Wang Sanlang, he did not deliberately avoid that little guy, although Wang Sanlang specially instructed him not to say it, but the news of the immortal master teaching the law still spread far and wide, and there was a lot of uproar, although many people had a change in their hearts, but when they heard that they were going to go to the Bat King Temple. But he was deterred and shrank back.

However, there are still some who are bold and dare to venture here.

But the strange thing is that all the villagers who went to this temple woke up the next day, only to find that they were lying in their own beds, and they couldn't remember anything about yesterday, but their bodies and bones were much stronger than before.

As soon as this news came out, it attracted more people to go here.

More than 20 miles away from the Bat King Temple, there is a place called Wei Zhuang, there is a thatched hut leaking everywhere in the west of the village, and there is a child in the house who is taking a small piece of neatly cut cotton cloth, carefully wiping away the saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth for the paralyzed old mother, he said softly: "Mother, you can rest in peace, the child goes to accompany the young master of the Tong four families to study." ”

The old woman's eyelids moved, and she replied.

The boy's name was Wei Zihong, and his father had been conscripted into forced labor to dig canals in the early years, but he died of illness, leaving only orphans and widows at home.

He was still young, and the Wei family was paralyzed, and he only relied on the help of his neighbors and clansmen, and his family was very poor.

When he heard that there was an immortal master who had a way to make people infinitely powerful, rivaling a hundred people, he made up his mind to go to the apprenticeship.

He didn't think too much about it, he just thought that he would have the strength to earn some money to cure his mother's illness and never worry about food and clothing again.

Weizhuang is more than 20 miles away from the Bat King Temple, which is nothing to the villagers, but it is extremely difficult for a child like him.

Although he was only seven or eight years old, he had the sophistication of an adult, and a few days earlier he had made an agreement with a familiar foot merchant that he would go on the road with him when he was selling goods.

At this time, the white belly of the sky was slightly exposed, and he was afraid that he would miss the hour, so he decided to go earlier.

First he carried half a dry cake on his body, and then went to his neighbor's house to ask for some boiling water, poured it into the gourd, stuffed it tightly, found a few rags and stuffed some hay into it, and then tied his calf with hemp rope, and stomped on it, and when he saw that he could not fall down, he went out, found the merchant, and went on the road together.

He was also sensible and interesting, and although he was small, he also helped the merchant carry a basket, and after two hours, he arrived in the town.

It was still five miles away from the temple of the Bat King, and before the time came, he asked the merchant for a small piece of realgar, and after taking his leave, he went to the mountains and forests alone.

After walking for a short time, he spotted a large tree, climbed up and found a thick trunk with dense foliage, and rested on it.

It was also because he was tired from walking, but after a while, he fell asleep.

I don't know how long I fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly felt something strange, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it was a white-haired little monkey with round eyes, constantly pushing him.

Wei Zihong flipped up, touched his head and said, "Little monkey, is this your place?"

He looked up and saw that it was already dark, patted his head, and exclaimed, "Oh no, no, oh, don't miss the time to apprentice." ”

He looked around, the night was thick at this time, and it was a wilderness, and he couldn't see his fingers, and the path ahead was not easy to identify.

However, he has the ability to see things at night, which is why he has the confidence to come to apprenticeship.

At this time, he vaguely saw a bright light coming from a boundary in front of him, and looked in that direction, which happened to be the place where the Bat King Temple went, so he hurriedly climbed down from the tree and ran towards the bright light.

The white-haired little monkey suddenly jumped and got on his shoulder, Wei Zihong paused, and said curiously: "Little monkey, are you also going to apprentice?"

The white-haired little monkey squeaked a few times and kept nodding, Wei Zihong saw that it was quite spiritual, and he was a little happy, touched its hair, only to feel that it was quite soft, and said, "Then let's go together." ”

The white-haired little monkey screamed a few more times, Wei Zihong laughed a few times, and then let it climb on top of him and run forward.

He often heard that this place was haunted, and although he came with courage, he was inevitably worried.

Perhaps he was lucky, and in the past, this realm that was rumored to be extremely dangerous by the villagers, nothing strange happened, and he actually arrived in front of the Bat King Temple safely.

But in the distance, there was still a bright light, but when it came closer, it was pitch black, and not even a sound was heard.

Wei Zihong was a child after all, he was a little scared in his heart, and his steps slowed down a lot, but he remembered his old mother who was paralyzed in bed, and he became firm again in an instant, stepped forward, and pushed the old temple door open with a squeak.

He poked his head out, stepped in with his foot through the door, and saw that there was no movement, so he became bold and walked in carefully, but after more than twenty steps, he turned a layer of cloth and saw a young Taoist sitting there with his eyes closed and meditating.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes, then came to his senses, knelt down on the ground hurriedly, and said in a crisp childish voice: "Boy Wei Zihong, the Taoist chief apprentice is here." ”

After that, he prostrated again and again.

Zhang Yan opened his eyes and looked at the little boy.

Seeing that there was a sea in front of his forehead, his body was weak, his skin was fair, he looked thin and small, and it seemed that he would fall down when the wind blew, but his eyes were smart, and his bones were even more extraordinary.

He thought to himself, "Could it be this child?"

These days, more than ten people have come to the door to apprentice, but none of them are the people he is looking for, and the roots and bones are too poor, and he can't learn Taoism, so he pointed out a few methods to strengthen the body, and sent them back.

He said gently: "Since you are here to apprentice, you can come up." ”

Wei Zihong stepped forward as he said.

When he stood still, Zhang Yan stretched out his hand, as if he was going to leave the sea in front of his forehead, Wei Zihong suddenly panicked, covered his hands, and said, "Dao Chief, no." ”

Zhang Yan put down his hand and said with a smile: "Why not?"

Wei Zihong still blocked his forehead with his hands, and replied seriously: "Dao Chief, the kid is strange here, and when others see it, they will faint immediately." ”

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