He Shouweng's smile froze and he snorted:

"Are you kidding me?"

Chen Fusheng still pointed to the hall behind him with a smile:

"Mr. Shouweng, you see that the hall is wide and large. We occupy the rear and you occupy the front. The two families live in harmony and practice each other. Isn't it a good talk to discuss their experiences in their spare time?"

He Shouweng looked at Zhu Yan in a blink of an eye and said lightly:

"You friend, you have no reason to speak and act. Are you here to bully me for being foolish?"

Zhu Yan didn't know why Chen Fusheng spoke like this, and his face flushed.

"It's getting late. Since it's already here, let's take a break first and continue cleaning tomorrow."

Chen Fusheng completely ignored He Shouweng's dissatisfaction, stretched his body, turned around and returned to the temple, walked to the three feet of the incense burner, and leaned on the rest.

"you!!"

He Shouweng's face darkened, and he was completely inferior to his previous affable demeanor.

Zhu Yan hurriedly accused him of guilt and walked into the hall, leaning against the wall not far from Chen Fusheng.

Although she is a mountain beast and lacks experience, she is not stupid after all. She knows that at this moment, everything is mainly based on Chen Fusheng.

No matter what Chen Fusheng does, she can only support it and never object.

Seeing this, He Shouweng looked gloomy.

But he actually endured it. He didn't know what he thought of, sat cross-legged by the threshold, looking at the gradually dim environment, without saying a word.

The whole scene fell into absurd silence.

The two sides are clearly separated, as if they are deliberately angry.

Chen Fusheng sat beside the feet of the incense burner, squinting his half-blind eyes. He moved his hand quietly, illuminating the sword blade to his eyes.

In an instant, he clearly saw his two different-colored pupils.

Then he looked up slightly and stared at He Shouweng in front of the temple gate.

"Not a monster?"

As I saw in my eyes, He Shouweng was indeed a human being, not a fairy or a ghost.

But this time, Chen Fusheng's heart was secretly tightened.

In his sight, it can be seen that although He Shouweng sat on the threshold with his back, his magic power was hidden around him like silk, like a tree root, penetrated deep into the ground.

Such a phenomenon means that He Shouweng's strength is the "Dinglu" in the three realms.

When a practitioner reaches the three realms of Dinglu, he can always use his own magic power to communicate the general trend of the geographical situation. With the help of the environment, terrain, objects and other externalities, he can exert stronger strength.

Because of this, practitioners of the third level can start creating temples and impacting the spiritual kiln. Therefore, they hope to be promoted to the master of the fourth level and to achieve the master of the spiritual kiln.

"What is this old guy from? Why are he wandering in Zhenlong Mountain? If he came to Baoqi Town to build a spiritual kiln, why not go to Baoqi Town to compete for opportunities?"

Chen Fusheng thought silently.

The reason why he deliberately made trouble was to anger He Shouweng and see if He Shouweng was right or wrong and what was his idea.

Chen Fusheng also had the first generation of talismans "Taiyin Ruoque" in his hand. Even if he hit the master of the fourth realm, he would be sure to escape, so he was not afraid of He Shouweng's move.

Of course, it is better to be able to get rid of He Shouweng.

But this old guy was so calm that he was in a stalemate with the two juniors, and he didn't take action or left.

Chen Fusheng wanted to excavate the opportunity, but he had no chance for a while.

"Then let it go. When you leave, I will dig... If you don't leave, I won't leave. Let's see who can calm down..."

After thinking for a while, Chen Fusheng closed his eyes and sat down while sleeping.

Time passes slowly.

Night falls.

Inside and outside the temple, there was a dark and gloomy atmosphere.

This place is the top area on the edge of Zhenlong Mountain, and it is fine during the day. Once it is night, it is immediately cold and mist pours into the temple.

I don’t know how many years this dilapidated temple has been located, and how much decay and dark bad luck has accumulated. The cold autumn and the mist have come in, and the temple seems to fall into an ice kiln, and the white air is ripe as it breathes.

Although Chen Fusheng felt cold and sarcastic, he had magic power and had taken the dragon-raising medicine, so he had no special discomfort.

He blinked his eyes slightly and looked at Zhu Yan, who was leaning against the wall not far away.

Although my eyes were not clear, I could not hear Zhu Yan's breathing.

The fox demon woman seemed to be asleep, completely silent.

"Can you fall asleep like this? Your heart is also great..."

Chen Fusheng didn't doubt what harm Zhu Yan was. After all, the two were not far apart. If she was hurt, she wouldn't be spared.

He remained silent, squinted his eyes half blind, and quietly peeked at He Shouweng who had been sitting wither outside the temple.

But when I glanced at me, I was suddenly shocked!

He Shouweng actually disappeared!

Chen Fusheng had been pretending to sleep before. Although he had not kept a close eye on He Shouweng, he probably felt that this old guy had been staying by the threshold and was unmoved.

"not good!"

Chen Fusheng felt a loud warning.

He Shouweng was leaving, and he would never stay silently at this time.

Then there is only one conclusion - the old guy has been invisible!

Zhu Yan also mentioned that her invisibility technique was taught by He Shouweng.

Sneak~~

The sharp tearing sounded behind Chen Fusheng's head.

Caught off guard!

A thrilling moment!

Chen Fusheng's years of experience in training and the changes brought about by the dragon-raising medicine day and night nourishment have led to his reactions far beyond ordinary people.

In addition, after he woke up, he was prepared and was always in a tense state.

At this moment, I suddenly encountered an attack.

Chen Fusheng didn't even think about it and suddenly fell down.

Pang~~

The force of the bones was as powerful as a broken bone, hitting the hexagram banner hard.

Chen Fusheng's throat became salty, and Yu Jin almost bleed out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, there was a hexagram banner stuck behind him and he reacted quickly, allowing him to avoid the sneak attack on the back of his head.

He rose up and rolled several times, leaving the incense burner.

"Boy, you are alert! Humph, I want to see if you escape quickly or kill quickly."

He Shouweng's sinister voice came from every corner of the hall.

Just like his countless clones, all of them were invisible at the same time.

At this moment, it was pitch black inside and outside the temple, covered by cold mist. Even if He Shouweng was not invisible, it was difficult to find his figure easily.

While Chen Fusheng escaped, he quickly raised his sword and reflected his eyes.

He can only rely on the changes in his eyes to break He Shouweng's invisibility.

But there was no light on the blade, and Chen Fusheng could not see his two alien eyes.

The entire temple was completely covered with a dark curtain, extremely strange.

Sneak~~

A crack sounded from behind the head again.

Chen Fusheng waved his sword decisively.

But as soon as the sword started, the left armpit seemed to be immersed in an ice kiln, and the coldness and coldness swept over like an ice skate, and the skin inside the clothes was irritated and painful.

At this moment, I was caught off guard again!

Chen Fusheng sank rapidly.

At the same time, the legs suddenly exerted force and flew backwards.

Pang~~

The heavy and condensed force, like a bone-breaking cone, hit Chen Fusheng's elbow hard.

Chen Fusheng felt that his arm was about to break. He gritted his teeth and finally pulled his legs away, and a layer of cold sweat broke out behind him.
To be continued...