My sister-in-law was having fun there, but Wang Xian couldn't let her continue.
This is an epic-level dungeon world. Although the big BOSS in Lanruo Temple is just a tree demon that has practiced for thousands of years, no one can guarantee whether an epic-level BOSS will suddenly pass by Lanruo Temple.
If there really is an epic BOSS that happens to pass by Lanruo Temple, even if they just take a casual look at them, they will almost be wiped out here.
"Ouch~"
A loud dragon roar sounded.
The golden divine dragon phantom appeared again from Wang Xian's Heavenly Dragon Spear.
"Hahaha, my brother-in-law is back, and all you female ghosts are finished!"
Seeing the golden dragon's shadow, Su Jin suddenly shouted excitedly.
Everyone in the shield also discovered Wang Xian, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, they were worried when they saw Wang Xian suddenly disappearing in front of them. Now that they saw Wang Xian, they finally felt relieved.
The golden dragon phantom roared and rushed towards a female ghost.
bump!
The female ghost was directly knocked out by the phantom of the dragon, and hit a wall of Lanruo Temple heavily.
"escape!"
The female ghost shouted to the other female ghosts, and her figure disappeared directly from Wang Xian's sight.
Really disappear!
Not invisible!
The remaining female ghosts followed suit and disappeared in front of everyone.
"well!"
In this regard, Wang Xian could only sigh.
He had already expected this situation, but when it actually happened, he still couldn't help but be disappointed.
However, even if the monk can run around the temple, these female ghosts cannot stay away from Lanruo Temple. When he kills the thousand-year-old tree demon, none of these female ghosts can escape.
"Hand it over!"
Wang Xian's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ning Caichen.
"What to hand over? I don't know what you mean!"
Ning Caichen folded his hands around his chest and looked at Wang Xian warily.
"Hand it over if I ask you to, there is so much nonsense!"
Wang Xian patted Ning Caichen's pitch-black face with the blade of the Tianlong Spear.
"I do not know what you're talking about!"
Ning Caichen continued to play dumb, but his hands unconsciously held the things in his arms tighter.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"
The Tianlong Spear moved down, and the barrel of the gun pressed on Ning Caichen's shoulder. With a slight force, Ning Caichen knelt directly towards the ground.
"ah!"
Perhaps as an instinctive reaction, Ning Caichen screamed and couldn't help but stretch out his hands, trying to support the ground.
At this time, a gray jar also fell out of Ning Caichen's arms.
Ning Caichen also discovered this and stretched out his hand to catch the gray jar, but the gray jar turned mid-air and flew into Wang Xian's hand.
Mind power!
"Give Xiaoqian back to me!"
Ning Caichen stood up, roared angrily, and rushed towards Wang Xian with red eyes.
boom!
With the power of thought, Ning Caichen knelt on the ground again.
He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but a force suddenly appeared on his mouth, making him unable to open his mouth any longer.
When he wanted to get up, there was also a strong force pressing on him, forcing him to remain in a kneeling position on the ground.
"Isn't it good to be alive? You actually want to be a Japanese ghost!"
Wang Xian muttered and began to study the gray jar in his hand.
After all, humans and ghosts are two different beings. Ghosts are the most yin beings. Even if they really have no intention of harming people, if they live with humans for a long time, the breath of human life will be eroded by the yin energy of ghosts.
Humans may not have any problems in a short period of time, but as time goes by, they will begin to feel sleepy, tired, listless, and eventually die of exhaustion.
Especially for a weak scholar like Ning Caichen, it won't take long, at most a month, to become skinny.
But he is different. He is now a first-level being. Let alone a female ghost, even if a ghost king comes, he can bear it.
Depend on!
What the hell was I thinking?
Wang Xian shook his head, threw away the strange thoughts in his mind, and continued to study the jar in his hand.
The others looked at Wang Xian in confusion, wondering why he was shaking his head while looking at a jar.
Only Nangong Wu glared at Wang Xian angrily. As the person who 'understood' Wang Xian best, she had already guessed what Wang Xian was thinking.
After studying for a while, Wang Xian found that except for some gray-white powder in the jar, there was nothing special about this jar.
As for the gray-white powder in the jar, it goes without saying that he knew that it must be Xiaoqian's ashes.
Moreover, Ning Caichen's performance just now is enough to prove that Xiaoqian's ashes are in this jar.
Wang Xian curiously glanced at Ning Caichen, who was still glaring at him. They wasted only ten minutes before Ning Caichen got Xiaoqian's ashes. This guy can do it!
"How did you get Xiaoqian's ashes?"
Wang Xian really couldn't think of the reason, so he could only ask.
"woo woo woo woo!"
Ning Caichen whined for a while.
"What are you whining about? Just say it!"
Wang Xian once again patted Ning Caichen's face with the tip of the Tianlong Spear. This time he used it slightly, making Ning Caichen's face turn red.
Then, something happened that left Wang Xian speechless.
This guy actually cried.
Wang Xian suddenly had a headache.
The woman is crying!
It’s even worse when a man cries!
"Xiao Jin, what's wrong?"
Wang Xian suddenly felt someone pulling at the corner of his clothes. He looked over and found that it was Su Jin.
"Brother-in-law, if you use telekinesis to block his mouth, of course he can only whine." Su Jin said angrily.
"Well……"
Wang Xian choked.
That’s really what happened!
After removing the power of thought that blocked Ning Caichen's mouth, Ning Caichen was able to speak immediately.
"Give Xiaoqian back to me!"
This was the first thing Ning Caichen said after speaking.
"There's no rush. First tell me how you got Xiaoqian's ashes!"
Wang Xian tossed the gray jar up and down in Ning Caichen's horrified eyes.
"Don't throw it away, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"
Ning Caichen begged loudly.
"Say it!"
Wang Xian stopped tossing the gray jar.
"It's a book, a book called "A Chinese Ghost Story". Everything about me is recorded in the book!" Ning Caichen said quickly.
"What did you say?"
Wang Xian almost spit out the blood.
What did he hear?
"A Chinese Ghost Story"?
It’s funny!
"Really, that book is in my box!"
Ning Caichen seemed to feel that Wang Xian didn't believe what he said, so he shouted again.
"Brother-in-law, I'll go find him!"
Before Wang Xian said anything, Su Jin volunteered to go find him.
After a while, Su Jin came back with a book.
When Wang Xian finally took a look, his eyes were a little dark.
It's really "A Chinese Ghost Story"!
Not only that, it’s a comic version!
"Where did you get this book?"
Wang Xian took "A Chinese Ghost Story" and asked Ning Caichen.
"A few days ago, a group of people wearing weird costumes came to me."
Ning Caichen replied.
Wang Xian sweated profusely.
mess!
Recklessly!
Needless to say, Wang Xian also knew that the group of people must be from the Dragon Kingdom, and they were the kind of people who would watch the excitement without taking it too seriously.
No wonder Ning Caichen was able to get Xiaoqian's ashes in such a short period of time. It turned out he had a script!
"I've told you why, can you give Xiaoqian back to me?" Ning Caichen begged.
"You will not be happy!"
Wang Xian decisively stuffed the gray jar into his backpack.
Who would refuse to raise a female ghost, or a beautiful female ghost?
"You don't keep your word, return Xiaoqian to me! Return Xiaoqian to me!"
When Ning Caichen saw the jar disappear, he roared at Wang Xian again.
Wang Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense to this guy, and activated his telekinesis slightly, knocking Ning Caichen unconscious.
At the same time, Wang Xian said silently in his heart: I am doing this for your own good, and there will be no good results between humans and ghosts!
When Nangong Wu saw Wang Xian put away the jar, she immediately rolled her eyes. She had guessed what her man was thinking.
"My friend, can you show me that book?"
Yan Chixia came to Wang Xian's side. After hesitating for a moment, she asked.
"Look!"
After Wang Xian thought for a while, he threw "A Chinese Ghost Story" to Yan Chixia.
He estimated that there was more than one comic book, and that group of people probably brought in many copies.
As for their purpose, it is definitely not simple!
Thinking of this, Wang Xian had a headache.
If no one enters the dungeon, it will continue to develop according to the original plot, but if someone intervenes, it will be different.
The epic level dungeon of 'Liaozhai' is okay, but Wang Xian is thinking of those mythical level dungeons, especially mythical level dungeons, such as 'Journey to the West' and 'Fengshen dungeon'.
And this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the economic dungeon among the mythical level dungeons - 'Prehistoric'.
If someone recklessly brings a copy of "Chronicles of the Wilderness" into the place, the excitement will be huge.
Wang Xian shook his head and sighed. He could only hope that there wouldn't be such a "two-bitter" person who would do such a thing!
Otherwise, when he has enough strength to open up a mythical level dungeon, he may not face individual BOSSs one by one, but the ultimate alliance composed of all BOSSs!
"Xiaoxian, what's wrong?"
Feeling that Wang Xian's mood fluctuated greatly, Nangong Wu couldn't help but ask.
"fine!"
Wang Xian shook his head.
When Nangong Wu saw this, she didn't speak again.
"My friend, are all the records in this book true? Will the thousand-year-old tree demon die under my broken skin?" Yan Chixia took out a broken skin and asked in an unbelievable tone.
“That might have been the case under the original trajectory, but not necessarily now.”
A mysterious smile appeared on Wang Xian's face.
Xiaoqian's ashes have always been in the hands of the thousand-year-old tree demon, but Ning Caichen obtained it easily.
This is very wrong!
The most likely possibility is that the thousand-year-old tree demon deliberately asked Ning Caichen to take away Xiaoqian's ashes.
The reason is that Ning Caichen showed "A Chinese Ghost Story" to the Millennium Dryad, or the Millennium Dryad also obtained "A Chinese Ghost Story" from that group of people.
What a headache!
Wang Xian scratched his head in distress.
Compared to the legendary level dungeon 'Blackwood Cliff', Thousand-Year Dryad is stronger than Dongfang Bubai, and much stronger.
And the reason why he dared to come was because in the original plot, the thousand-year tree demon would be destroyed by Yan Chixia and others.
The fisherman profited.
This was Wang Xian's original idea.
But now, I guess I can only go head-on!
"My little friend, there's nothing special about my skinny skin, isn't there?"
Yan Chixia studied her broken skin bag for a while, but she still could not figure out why the thousand-year-old tree demon died in this broken skin bag.
Also, what are the claws protruding from the broken skin bag recorded in the book?
It can actually pull a thousand-year-old tree demon into its skin and devour it.
"You ask me, who am I asking? That's your broken skin!"
Wang Xian was speechless.
He only knew that the ghost in the broken skin bag would destroy the thousand-year tree demon. As for the ghost coming from the front, how could he know?
"Let's go meet that thousand-year-old tree demon!"
Wang Xian waved his hand and walked towards the depths of Lanruo Temple.
A few minutes later, an extremely thick and tall tree appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Under the trees, there is an old mother wearing dark red clothes.
She wears silver comb-shaped jewelry on her head. She is hunched over and old. At first glance, she looks very amiable.
Behind her, there were more than a dozen slender figures standing.
They were the female ghosts who had just escaped from Wang Xian.
As for the old mother, needless to say, everyone knows about it.
Thousand-year tree demon!
Known as 'Grandma'!
"Xiaoxian, look at her hands."
Nangong Wu reminded Wang Xian.
Wang Xian stared at it, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched a few times.
At this moment, the thousand-year-old tree demon was holding a copy of "A Chinese Ghost Story" and looking at the book carefully with somewhat cloudy eyes. He seemed not to feel the arrival of Wang Xian and others.
"Brother-in-law, what should I do? Someone spoiled it!"
Su Jin clenched his fists angrily.
She is most annoyed by spoilers.
Just as Wang Xiang was about to say something, a voice that sounded both male and female sounded.
"I guess you are all visitors from another world. I am polite here."
It was the thousand-year-old tree demon who spoke.
Moreover, she stood up and saluted Wang Xian and others.
Wang Xian and his group looked at each other in confusion.
How polite!
Now how to do?
Do it directly?
"You are powerful, but you don't know what you want from a little spirit like me, my old lady? If you want it, just ask, and I will definitely satisfy you with all my strength." Seeing that Wang Xian and others were silent, the thousand-year-old tree demon spoke again.
We want your life!
This is what Wang Xian wants to say, but if he says this, a complete war will begin!
"We want your life!"
Wang Xian didn't say anything, but Su Jin on the side said it for him.
"Is there anything I can do to offend you, old lady?"
Contrary to Wang Xian's imagination, the thousand-year-old tree demon did not become angry.
"We want experience. Only by killing you can we gain experience!" Cheng Yao also said playfully.
"Experience? You people from another world are indeed not normal people. Although I don't know what experience you are talking about, I can give it to you!"
The thousand-year-old tree demon said something that confused everyone.
Can you still give me experience?
Then, everyone saw something speechless.
I saw the thousand-year-old tree demon's big hand for a moment, and dozens of tied large creatures fell in front of everyone.
