"Master Hou, isn't it appropriate for the young monk to go in?" Jiumozhi looked at Su Changqing with a slight change of expression. He is really a monk and has been a tantric monk for nearly thirty years. "Master Chen, I'll borrow your concubine for a day. Are you okay?" Su Changqing ignored Jiumozhi and looked at Chen Changhe. "Master Hou wants to use it, how can something happen..." Chen Changhe was stunned and quickly shook his head. "It's an honor for a lower official to use it." Su Changqing waved his hand and asked the three of them to retreat, then turned to look at Jiumozhi. "Sir, if there is nothing else, the young monk can come over." "That woman was an innocent soul. Lanruo Temple was a mass grave many years ago. She was robbed by bandits and dumped in the wilderness. Her soul was controlled by a thousand-year-old tree demon, which devoured the man's essence and blood. A year ago, she penetrated deep into Jinhua City. It’s also to control this place.” Su Changqing sat on a chair, picked up a cup of tea, and said calmly. "I need you to follow that woman and enter Lanruo Temple today."
"...Master Hou, isn't there a thousand-year-old tree demon in that temple? If I go with her, won't I be committing suicide?" Jiumozhi was stunned when he heard this, and said with horror in his eyes. Although he had eaten a lot of Pudu Cihang's meat, swallowed stalactites for thousands of years, and now entered the eighth level of Tiangang, he still had lingering fears when he thought of the battle with Pudu Cihang that day. The two martial saints Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were almost beaten to pieces. "In such a dangerous situation, it's better to let Chen Changhe come..." Jiumozhi took a deep breath and said. "He can't do it. His energy and blood are too low to attract the thousand-year-old tree demon to take action." Su Changqing shook his head decisively and said, The thousand-year-old tree demon has now shrunk and cannot even find Qiu Yu. Jiumozhi tried to seduce her, but it was only possible to find him. "So now I let you make a choice. Originally I planned to let Cheng Shifei follow me, but he is easily tempted by women. You are a tantric monk and your cultivation is at the eighth level of Tiangang, which is enough to resist the temptation." Su Changqing stared at Jiumozhi and said: "You have a firm Taoist heart, which is rare in the world. Few people can match you. After entering, pretending to be seduced by the autumn jade, the thousand-year-old tree demon will use a large number of banshees to devour you." With energy and blood, I will take action and kill it.” Hearing this, Jiumozhi fell silent. He didn't expect that he was so important in the eyes of the Marquis. He wants to be famous all over the world, but it's hard to save his life when he's up against that thousand-year-old tree demon... "Master Hou, what if the young monk doesn't want to go?" Jiumozhi looked at Su Changqing, his eyes moved slightly, and asked. "You are mine. If you don't go, I will choose another master. But if you delay for a long time, it is easy for fluctuations to occur. You and I just arrived here today, and the thousand-year-old tree demon couldn't react in time." "Okay, young monk, go!" Jiumozhi gritted his teeth and said: "Master Hou, if the young monk dies in Lanruo Temple, you will help the young monk spread the "Yi Jin Jing" to the Western Regions, Dachang, and Dali, so that the young monk Xijiumozhi can be fulfilled. of fame!” Jiumozhi looked at Su Changqing with firm eyes. "Since I asked you to run into danger, I am sure that I will not let you die." "The body of this thousand-year-old tree demon is in the form of a tree. Although it is a bit unpalatable, it is considered a treasure. This place is close to the Western Region. At that time, I will give you half of this demon's body." Su Changqing said calmly.
"You bring that tree demon back to Dashang, and you will naturally become famous all over the world. Not only that, but you will swallow half of the tree demon and break through to the realm of the Martial Saint." Jiumozhi was startled, with surprise and joy in his eyes. He clasped his hands together and bowed. "It is my duty as a young monk to be so cruel to the Marquis!" Pulling half of the body of a thousand-year-old tree demon, he traveled all over the country, Not to mention that Xijiumo's name is famous all over the world, but it is mentioned in the history of the Great Shang Dynasty and in the county annals of various places. "At around midnight tonight, you can go in. I will enter Lanruo Temple during the day." "I will obey the order of the Marquis." .................................................... Inside the dim and serene Lanruo Temple, the rolling yellow sand is cool, overgrown with weeds, and a strange and ominous atmosphere permeates. Inside the low and dilapidated red wall, a fair-skinned scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam stayed here, chanting 'Amitabha'. His name is Ning Caichen, and he needs money to enter the city. He has no money, so he can only stay in this ruined temple for one night. Ning Caichen bent down and picked up some dry firewood on the ground. The fire was raised, and the fierce flames illuminated the ruined temple, and he felt a little warmer. "Scholar, who asked you to come?"...... Suddenly, there was a sound that almost scared Ning Caichen to the point where he immediately collapsed to the ground and looked up. Only then was he relieved, sitting above the Buddha was a big man wearing black clothes, with a sword box on his back, a wine gourd on his waist, a beard, and round eyes. He looked fierce and menacing. Although his clothes were shabby, they could not hide his figure. Heroic. "There is a ghost in Lanruo Temple. Get out of here." Yan Chixia looked at the scholar and said, "I have been waiting here for nearly fifty years just to kill the demon." "Big Beard, don't scare me. This temple has been in ruins for a long time. If you can live in it, so can I." Ning Caichen took a deep breath and said. "The ghosts here appear at night," Yan Chixia jumped down, as light as a swallow, and landed at the door, staring at Ning Caichen... "Scholar, if you die, don't blame me for not reminding you." "I have a sword talisman here that can save your life." "Where are there so many ghosts? It is said that Changqing Hou killed a demon, but he killed a thousand-year-old centipede. Where is the ghost?" Ning Caichen glanced at him and said. "You won't believe it even if I tell you. Forget it. I am too lazy to explain. Good words can't persuade the damned ghost. If you don't save people, you will kill them." Yan Chixia threw down the sword talisman and turned away. The sky gradually darkened, the setting sun fell, reflecting the sunset glow, and a figure walked into it. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, extraordinary and otherworldly, and landed in the yellow sand. There was no fluctuation on his body, his breath was restrained, and he pushed the door open, but it seemed that the gloom of the whole temple was diluted. He bent down to pick up the sword talisman, played with it in his hands, and his eyes were slightly fixed. "Are you here to stay as well?" Ning Caichen looked at Su Changqing and couldn't help but admire in his heart, what a peerless swordsman.
"Yes, I went to Beijing to take the exam, and I happened to pass by here. I came to borrow a place and sleep." Su Changqing smiled. "There is a very fierce bearded man here, carrying a sword box, and he said there are ghosts here. Could it be that you are a ghost? Haha." Ning Caichen laughed. Su Changqing shook his head and smiled, then landed beside the fire and waited silently. "This year, the empress will bless the world and hold imperial examinations. If I pass, I will be able to be a parent official and benefit the people in the future." Ning Caichen sighed and said. He really had no bad feelings towards Su Changqing. Compared with the bearded man just now, this man was simply a god. "What is your name? You don't look like you are short of money, so why are you staying here?" Ning Caichen looked at Su Changqing and asked in confusion. .....................................