Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 296 The door of hell is wide open

The return of the wolves immediately made the Forgotten Town lively.

The scene of children chasing wolves filled the village with laughter and the howls of aggrieved wolves.

The lights in the pavilion on the rock peak are bright, reflecting the stars in the night sky, just like the intersection of the human world and heaven.

The tea sets in the pavilion are exquisite and elegant. A pot of tea is steaming, and the fragrance of tea is everywhere, refreshing.

The tea sways gently in the cup, emitting a faint luster, as if it is a gift from nature, condensing the essence of herbs.

The surroundings were quiet and silent, with only the breeze blowing gently, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Occasionally, the howling of wolves could be heard in the village, breaking the tranquility of the night, but was quickly swallowed up by the darkness and the tranquility of the night returned to normal.

On this quiet and peaceful night, people in the pavilion sipped tea, chatted, and enjoyed this rare peaceful time.

Their moods relaxed with the aroma of tea, as if all their troubles and worries were dispelled by this peaceful night.

At this moment, they seemed to be in a paradise, savoring the fragrance of tea, and savoring life.

But this atmosphere was broken with the arrival of a person.

The leopard hurried over to find the old patriarch and told him the purpose of his visit. After listening, the old patriarch pondered and said, "The gray wolf cubs are still small and cannot meet the requirements of mounts. As for the silver wolf guards, they only recognize temple guards."

"Chief, the Eighth Elder said that we can do adaptive training first." Yibao settled for the next best option.

"Did Lao Liu really say that?" The old patriarch looked at Yihuo and asked.

"I don't know." Yihuo shook his head.

He really didn't know that as soon as he returned to his hometown, he was invited by the old patriarch to a big meal.

"It's true. How would I dare to lie to you?" Yibao patted his chest and guaranteed.

"Okay then, you can discuss the wolf cavalry training with Lao Liu." The old patriarch was lazy again.

"I'm going to discuss it with the Eighth Elder." After Yibao finished speaking, he jumped off the cliff impatiently.

"Alas, it's really true that the top beam is crooked and the bottom beams are crooked. People jump off cliffs at the slightest provocation. This bad habit is all started by you, a fool." The old patriarch glared at Yihuo unhappily.

"Chief, I don't take the blame for this. You were the one who started this trend." Yihuo responded angrily.

"What are you talking about? When did the old man jump off the cliff?"

"A long, long time ago." Well, these two old kids started arguing again.

Liu Weizi, who was standing by, was watching with great interest, and a group of young men, who were chatting and laughing on the rock wall, were laughing secretly with their hands covering their mouths.

The three hunting teams returned on time with full loads.

At this point, Forgotten Township entered the stage of full preparation for war.

During this period, the remaining gold, remaining water, remaining soil and the guards came out of seclusion one after another, and the first three broke through to the fifth level of Tongxuan.

The number of fourth-grade warriors in the Forgotten Township also reached a staggering 646, as well as four fourth-grade spiritual practitioners who were both loyal and filial.

There are five fifth-grade warriors and four sixth-grade warriors, which can be said to be a huge increase in strength.

In the Huawai Taoist Temple, Xiao Cao, who was checking the results of transplanting in the new medicine garden, suddenly heard the whistling of the wind, which made him subconsciously look towards the white palace.

As expected, spiritual mist rose and auspicious light waves rippled.

Suddenly, the word "all" uttered like thunder, resounding throughout the Taoist temple, giving people a feeling of evening drum and morning bell.

"Hmm..." Upon hearing the sound, Xiaocao felt that his talent for fooling people was sublimated. He hurriedly sat cross-legged, grasped the feeling of sublimation, and began to comprehend it.

"What a strange energy fluctuation, it has the meaning of making people calm physically and mentally and gaining insight into the world. It is truly a great supernatural power." The soil layer that was being dragged by Xiao Jin to look for ripe fruit murmured.

"I feel very comfortable." said Hanzi, who was sitting under a fruit tree and eating fruit.

"Me too." Fangkuai, who was holding Xiao Jin and patting his head, nodded in agreement.

"Squeak", Xiao Jin, who was eating a fruit, expressed his agreement.

"Meow!" The little lynx, who was looking for ripe fruit among the trees, also expressed his agreement.

In response, the soil layer decided to ignore them. What could a bunch of foodies understand?

In the white palace, the seated Shang Liangshan was shrouded in spiritual dew. He did not have a earth-shaking momentum, but was as calm as an ancient well.

Of course, this is only the superficial appearance, and the inner appearance is in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Those who are about to fight have five golden characters floating in the air, emitting dazzling light, and the huge dark purple fireball in the sky illuminates the vast sea of ​​consciousness.

"Nourishing Qi, Accumulating Qi, Cultivating Yuan, Divine Palace, Words, Mysterious Cave, Cultivating Soul, True Spirit..."

"What is a true spirit? I am a spirit myself. It seems that the realm of spiritual cultivation is really as Taoist Xuanzhen said, or rather, a spiritual body."

"Soul cultivation is actually cultivating the spirit to perfection, and then transforming it into a powerful true spirit, as powerful as ancient spirit beasts and ancient spirit treasures."

"My own spiritual form is the Tai Chi diagram, which is a different spiritual form. The way forward needs to evolve. Forget it. It's useless to think too much. I'd better follow my own deduction."

As Shang Liangshan finished speaking, the golden characters disappeared into the void, leaving only a huge dark purple fireball shining in the sky.

"Ah" a sound of stretching was heard, accompanied by the horrifying sound of bones crackling.

The wind was light and the clouds were thin. The spiritual mist disappeared into the ground. Shang Liangshandu walked out of the palace and stood in front of the palace door. He looked at the elves shuttling among the abundant fruits and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Master, your black spot is coming." The black spot came roaring.

Shang Liangshan's mouth twitched when he heard this. Such words would easily lead to criticism.

In the evening, Liu Weizi saw Shang Liangshan coming out of seclusion. He was very happy and joked: "The Ghost Festival is approaching. Liangshan, you are not coming out of seclusion. I am worried."

“If I had known that Taoist Liu was here, I would never have come out.” Shang Liangshan said with a smile.

"It sounds like a polite remark. You have to drink a glass of wine as a penalty." Liu Weizi raised his glass and said.

It was said to be a punishment, but in fact they drank together.

After three rounds of drinks, Taoist Liu started talking about business.

"The elder sent me a letter. He said that during the Ghost Festival, he would hide in the triangle center of Forgotten Township, Yujia Village, and Manshi Village, so we can do whatever we want without worrying about killing demons and ghosts and stealing our luck."

"Seize the luck?" Yihuo was the first to ask the question.

"Luck is illusory, and I can't explain it clearly. I just know that this involves the confrontation between the Ancient Continent and the Nine Netherworld."

"Let's drink, there's no need to cause ourselves trouble." Shang Liangshan raised his glass and said.

"Yes, yes, let's drink." The old patriarch was the first to respond.

On July 13, a chilly wind blew suddenly, howling in gusts. The chill penetrated into the body, making people feel cold all over and their hearts creepy.

Three escort teams and fifteen hunting teams moved into the Forgotten Village and began distributing weapons to young and middle-aged people and putting them in the reserve force.

Two guard teams and ten hunting teams moved into Wanghuai Village, and the villagers spontaneously formed teams to help defend the village.

On July 14, cold wind howled between heaven and earth. The sound of ghosts crying followed the cold wind, appearing and disappearing. The roars of beasts rose and fell, making the atmosphere restless and sending chills down people's spines.

The warehouses were opened and war supplies were transported to the two villages.

The long swords are snow-white, the long and short spears are sharp, and the bows and arrows are in bundles.

As the midnight passed, the fifteenth day of the seventh month approached, night fell, and a chilly atmosphere filled the air.

The gates of hell were wide open, and the evil energy surged like a tide, shrouding the entire world in haze.