Big Dream Master

Thinking of this, Shen Luo stepped into the Palace of Heavenly Kings in front of him. Inside the temple stood a broken statue of Buddha. The left and right sides were supposed to be guarded by the four heavenly kings, but only a pile of rubble was left. The ground was covered with dust and the roof. There are many spider webs hanging on the walls and it looks like it has been abandoned for many years.

He went around in the hall and found no abnormalities, so he turned and left and entered the bell tower on one side.

Soon, Shen Luo inspected all the buildings inside and outside the first courtyard, but the result was nothing unusual, and the ghost did not appear.

He did not stay here, and continued to walk towards the depths of the temple along the aisle on the side of the square.

After a while, Shen Luo walked out of the still-preserved Daxiong Hall with a face as usual, but a faint doubt in his eyes.

He had already explored almost all of the second courtyard as the core area of ​​the temple, and in the end, let alone ghosts, there was no trace of even a little bit of ghost energy.

Not only that, but there were no traces of fighting everywhere in the temple. If he hadn't heard about the Lindu and Du's guest officials in advance, he would have thought that no one had been here at all.

"Could it be that the ghost has already noticed the ecstasy Ma Mian, and has long been hiding? But Ma Mian had expected it a long time ago and won't be so easily exposed." Shen Luo guessed secretly in his heart.

"Forget it, I don't want so much. I will do my own thing. As for whether the ghost appears or not, I will let my fate." He secretly said in his heart, bypassing the Daxiong Hall and continuing to walk towards the depths of the temple. There are still a few lasts there. There is no exploration in the building, it should be places such as the Buddhist hall, the scripture hall, and the Buddhist temple.

A rush of footsteps came from the front, and two yellow-robed monks ran over. One of them was the young monk who opened the door for him. The other monk was older and looked about 30 or 40 years old.

"Master Xianshi, help!" The two were full of panic. Seeing the sinking, the young monk shouted and rushed over.

"What happened? Why haven't you left?" Shen Luo frowned slightly.

"We had planned to leave, but when we just passed the gray tower in front, there was a woman crying inside. A senior monk suddenly stopped and went into the tower. No matter how we called and pulled, he didn't stop. Senior, the ghost you mentioned may be there. I implore the fairy to surrender the ghost and rescue the younger brother." The young monk said, putting his hands together in a salute.

"I implore the immortal master." Another middle-aged monk also bowed and said, looking quite calm.

"Oh, take me to see." Shen Luo said so after hearing this.

"Master, please come with us." Seeing Shen Luo's agreement, the two monks were relieved and immediately led the way.

The three of them moved forward and soon came to the last courtyard, where a three-story gray tower building appeared in front.

There was nothing surprising about this gray tower. The top of the tower had been shattered by a small amount, the walls of the tower had peeled off in many places, and the tower body seemed to be a little slanted.

Shen Luo stood in place and listened. He didn't notice the cry of the woman as the young monk said. Only a gray tower stood quietly in the night.

"That's it," the young monk said, looking at the gray pagoda.

Shen Luo looked at the tower and stepped forward.

"Master Xianshi, we will go with you." The two monks followed.

"Aren't you afraid?" Shen Luo glanced at the two of them.

"Of course I'm afraid, it's just that our senior is inside, how can Master Immortal be allowed to commit the danger alone." The young monk said.

"Follow you." Shen Luo did not stop the two, and stepped into the tower.

The situation in the tower was similar to the hall that was explored before. There was dust everywhere. Two smaller Buddha statues were located here. One was broken and the other fell to the ground.

He glanced around, stepped up the stairs in the tower, and stepped onto the second floor of the gray tower with a creak.

The situation on the second floor is similar to that on the first floor. There are also two statues here, which are more complete than the statue below and stand upright there. Other than that, there is nothing special.

The stairs leading to the third floor had collapsed and couldn't go up. Even if they could go up, the entire third floor had collapsed a lot and couldn't get a foothold.

In fact, the ground on the second floor has also broken a few large holes, creaking when stepping on it, it seems that it may collapse at any time.

Shen Luo is considering whether or not to find a way to go up and take a look.

"Are you looking for me?" A erratic voice suddenly came from behind him.

The sound came into his ears, and Chen Luo's whole body suddenly stiffened, his skin was taut, and all the pores in his body were erected.

He turned around like lightning, raised both hands, and the talisman in his hand was subconsciously aroused, but behind him was nothing but nothing.

When Shen Luo saw this scene, his expression was startled.

But at this moment, two big green hands stretched out from behind and pressed them on his shoulders.

At the same time, his waist tightened, and two **** hands stretched out and held them firmly. It was the two monks who were following him.

The two of them turned into dark-faced zombies at some point, and the blood basin filled with yellow mucus opened their mouths violently, biting toward Shen.

He was shocked in his heart, but he did not panic. His expression instantly became stern, and he took a deep breath, and after a burst of abnormal noise in his body.

His body abruptly shrank more than a circle, and then suddenly jumped upwards, like a slippery fish, he broke free from the two pairs of hands and fell outside Zhang Xu, his face pale.

What Shen Luo just displayed was a method of shrinking bones in the Huang Ting Jing.

Although he couldn't practice Huang Tingjing ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in reality, he cultivated this technique to the realm of Dacheng in his dream. Some simple physical skills could barely be used.

It's just that his actual body has not been tempered by Huang Tingjing, and it is not a small burden to use these methods.

Shen Luo raised his eyes to look at the two zombie monks who were still dazed, his eyes flashed sharply, and when he lifted his hand holding the ghost howling ring, he wanted to give them something.

However, at this moment, he only felt the sound of the wind in his ears. He didn't turn his head between the sparks and flints. Instead, he thought about it, his feet were bright, and he stepped forward.

His figure suddenly became blurred, and he flew forward to the left and jumped out more than two feet, turning his head and looking around, he was shocked.

I saw where I was originally standing, there was an extra white figure with a disheveled hair. The skin was blue-purple, Bai Sensen's eyes were raised, and a long **** tongue protruded from his mouth, hanging down to his waist and abdomen, which looked extremely permeating. .

The long-tongued ghost stretched out with both arms, and the claws on its ten fingers stretched out and stretched.

After sinking, he couldn't help feeling a cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have to make two transparent holes in his body.