Half of it looks like it was pushed by human hands, and the other half looks like it was blown by the wind.

Outside the door, there was no one.

"Hey, there is someone in this Lanruoye Temple?"

There was obviously someone's voice coming, but no one was seen.

What's even weirder is that the voice is neither male nor female, with an indescribable androgynous flavor.

Chen Yang sighed, sat down together, and said, "Isn't there someone here?"

In his heart, he sighed again.

The situation was much worse than he thought before.

The people who came in to take shelter from the rain were obviously not human beings.

Chen Yang squinted his eyes, and through the occasional flashes of lightning and thunder, he could see clearly what was coming in after pushing the door open.

It was an unknown fruit as big as a child's fist.

The fruit is bright red in color and fully fluorescent, making it particularly eye-catching in the night.

It seemed to be held by invisible big hands, suspended in the air, spinning around, as if it was opening its eyes and looking at Chen Yang.

"It's a bit like the Gao Wu I imagined."

"But not like..."

Chen Yang frowned and muttered: "Gao Wu is a powerful qi and blood body, which nourishes the spirit, and then uses the spirit to stir up the tide of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, turning the world upside down with his fists."

"Essentially, the foundation of high martial arts is the high level of Qi, blood and body, then the high level of spirit, and finally the high level of fist intention."

"Brother Guozi, it is purely spiritual and unattainable. It can be revealed..."

As soon as Chen Yang thought about it, the fruit shook and took the shape of an old woman, appearing in front of him.

The old woman looked octogenarian, holding a crutch with the fruit hanging on the top of the crutch. She looked kind and kind-hearted, wearing a green coat, and saluted Chen Yang:

"This young gentleman is so polite."

"On a thunderstorm day, can I be allowed in to take shelter from the rain?"

After the old woman finished speaking, she was about to step inside.

Chen Yang sighed and uttered two words: "No!"

The old woman was stunned immediately.

She used the fruit as a basis to appear supernaturally, and then transformed into the void. At first glance, she was not an ordinary person.

I just asked for shelter from the rain and to divide the eaves into sections, but it doesn’t work?

He was actually rejected?!

Facing the old woman's surprise, Chen Yang calmly repeated: "I said, no!"

"Appreciate further details!"

The old woman was not angry and bowed her hands.

The courtesy she held was far superior to that of an ordinary old woman in the countryside.

When those ordinary old women reach the age of the old woman in green coat, they have already taken advantage of their seniority and age, not to say to be arrogant, but at least to rely on their old age to act as if they are old, and they have the ability to be unreasonable.

The old woman in the green coat was undoubtedly polite to the point of being flattering.

"This is not normal."

Chen Yang kept sighing in his heart and said lightly:

"The spirit leaves the body and relies on spiritual things."

"In this thunderstorm day, it is easy to cause thunder."

Chen Yang waved his hand and said disdainfully: "I won't block the thunder for you."

He really dislikes it.

He is not an old Taoist named Hongyun, who spends all day in the golden palace, wishing that a thunderbolt would strike him.

Chen Yang's own spiritual cultivation is also not weak. Every time he forcibly probes his spiritual sense out of his body, he always feels that a strong wind will extinguish it.

What's more, it's a thunderstorm, with thunder and lightning rolling.

Chen Yang guessed that this person was obviously not a human being and wanted to enter the ruined temple not so much to avoid rain but to avoid lightning.

The old woman made a bang, paused her crutches, shook her spiritual fruit, and shouted:
Chapter completed!