Chapter 148: The ruined temple

The spring is chilly.

It’s still surprisingly cold in early spring.

Lingchu, who had left Chen State, was not in a hurry to return to Tianyuan City and return to the sect.

Walking along the way slowly.

One day, when we walked to night, there was no one around, and the dripping spring rain fell without warning.

The invisible spiritual shield separated the raindrops. Ling Chu, who was still wearing a green garland, seemed to be walking on the ground, but did not get any mud.

I saw a dilapidated temple not far away. The sky that was rarely released from the wind turned into a petite snow-white cat. I lay on Ling Chu's shoulders, happily stretched out my fleshy claws and pointed to the dilapidated temple.

Ling Chu thought about it, although she didn't care whether she was sleeping in the wild, it was still good to have a house that sheltered from the wind and rain.

Then he nodded, pulled Qingkong off his shoulder, held it in his arms and pulled it several times.

After the foundation was built in the clear sky, the fur became softer and smoother, which was so easy to touch.

The little tiger in his arms shouted twice in protest, but he still obediently let the master pick it up.

The dilapidated temple is not big, you can see clearly at a glance.

The statue of the god who was worshipped in the middle was covered with dust.

Looking at the appearance of the statue of the god, it is a Taoist statue. Ling Chu slightly lowered his eyebrows and eyes, waved his sleeves to cast spells, and the statue of the god was spotless in an instant.

He held Taoist etiquette and bowed with respect.

After saying a few noises, Ling Chu then came to the corner of the ruined temple and sat down casually in a position where the wind could not penetrate.

The storage bag tied between the clear sky and the neck flashed with inspiration, and a rabbit with four legs facing the sky drooped its head.

The fleshy paw patted the rabbit and signaled to the owner.

Ling Chu glanced at Qingkong and said slowly, "Do you want to eat roasted rabbits? Go and pick up firewood."

Qingkong raised his head and screamed happily, and the snow-white figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the night outside the temple.

Sitting cross-legged in the dilapidated temple, Lingchu was not worried about the clear sky. Although he was getting closer to Tianyuan City, he was still within the secular world.

The cultivation of building foundations with clear sky will not be too dangerous even in the cultivation world.

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The sound of stepping through the rain and muddy water came into Ling Chu's ears.

Lingchu, who had just practiced Zhou Tian, ​​opened his eyes and looked at the temple gate.

A flash of inspiration in his hand, and the rabbit placed on the ground instantly peeled off the hair, and processed it cleanly and fell on a clean cloth.

Well, when someone comes, it will be difficult to deal with the rabbit with spiritual power later. It is better to deal with it clean before the person is not in.

After the rabbit was dealt with, just a moment later, there was a pair of grandparents and grandchildren holding oil paper umbrellas in hand.

The old woman is over 70 years old, with her white hair as shiny as silver threads, neatly combed. She is pinned with a silver hairpin. On her old face, her eyes that should have been turbid are extremely bright.

Holding the old woman was a boy who was only eight or nine years old, with a tall bun and a royal blue hairband. His white and delicate face was curious, and he looked at the girl sitting alone in the dilapidated temple with blinking.

This was the first time he saw an elderly sister alone in the wilderness.

Outside the dilapidated temple, there is no people within dozens of miles around, which is indeed a wilderness.

However, the old woman glanced at Lingchu with a sharp look. Seeing Lingchu looking soft and harmless, the vigilance in her eyes increased instead of decreasing.

Ling Chu did not look nervous at all. As soon as the grandparents and grandchildren came in, she had already discovered that they were all monks.

However, the cultivation level is not very high.

The old woman has a higher cultivation level, which is in the middle stage of Qi training.

The boy had just drawn his energy into his body, and his spiritual power was thin and unstable, but he looked like a layer of Qi training.

Otherwise, there would be no mortal grandparents, old, young, young, dare to walk alone in the wild, and sleep in the dilapidated temple. The expression on their faces was curious and alert, but there was no fear or worry.

He looked up and smiled slightly at the old woman's grandparents and grandson, then closed his eyes and looked like he was resting.

Ling Chu did not continue to practice and restrained his spiritual power. In the eyes of the old women and the other ones, Ling Chu was just an ordinary mortal.

However, the old woman has a good experience and how dare she really believe that a woman who dares to sleep alone in the wilderness will be a simple ordinary person.

Seeing Ling Chu's gentle smile, the boy subconsciously showed a big smile.

The old woman pulled her grandson, but she didn't even look at Lingchu. Instead, she chose a place far away from Lingchu and pulled her grandson to sit down.

The boy didn't care either, so he actively brought a bunch of hay in the corner for his grandmother and placed it in the place where his grandmother sat so that the old woman could make it more comfortable.

He raised his hand and touched the boy's hair. The old woman smiled with relief, "Stop busy, sit down and rest. We have to hurry up tomorrow morning."

The boy nodded obediently, took the cake handed over by the old woman, and ate it in a small sip of the cake with cowhide water bags.

The old woman looked at the boy eating with a smile, and took out a piece of cake from her bag and started eating.

After eating two bites, the old woman suddenly raised her head and looked at the entrance of the ruined temple, with a strong look of vigilance.

A snow-white figure swept in quickly and fell into Ling Chu's arms.

Qingkong looked up at Ling Chu with grievance, his round eyes were full of accusations.

It was raining outside, so where was there dry firewood for it to pick it up?

Ling Chu naturally thought of it, but when she swore to the sky, she really didn't remember it for a while when she asked Qingkong to go out to find it.

Whether it rains or not is a trivial matter that monks don’t care at all.

Later, when he saw the grandparents and grandchildren coming in with oil paper umbrellas, the raindrops falling from the oil paper umbrellas immediately reminded Ling Chu of this incident.

But at that time, Qingkong had already gone out.

Anyway, I have gone out, so it doesn’t make any sense to call him back at this time, so I just waited for Qingkong to come back by himself.

I just didn't expect Qingkong to feel so wronged.

Ling Chu smiled and bent his eyes, touched Qingkong's snow-white fur with comfort, looked up at the old woman who had gathered spiritual power and was ready to go, and the boy who looked at Qingkong with his eyes full of likeness.

Qingkong looked at the master's eyes and then noticed that there were two more people in the dilapidated temple. Blinking his round eyes, Qingkong realized it, has it restrained its breath?

For Qingkong, who has broken through to the foundation building, one of the two cultivators in the Qi training stage has just drawn qi into their bodies, so they don’t care much about it.

However, Qingkong carefully glanced at Lingchu. Fortunately, it did not often reveal its breath with its owner, and most of the time, it was restrained.

But, it seems that there is no convergence speed just now?

Of course, Ling Chu could think of what Qingkong was thinking. Seeing those blue eyes, from grievance to guilt, she couldn't help but laugh and gently knocked Qingkong's head.

She restrained her breath just to avoid trouble and not be exposed, and it doesn't matter.

However, Qingkong's irritable personality is not good.

The old woman on the other side of the ruined temple had a deep sense of horror in her eyes, and all kinds of guesses came to her heart.

It seems that many stories happen in the ruined temple, hahaha, I come to join in the fun even if I don’t speak.
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