Chapter 753 The Head of the Horse Road of the Temple of the Sun

On the way to the Temple of the Sun, Wang Zhu found out during the exchange with the old Taoist priest that the old Taoist priest was extremely knowledgeable, and his only shortcoming was that his speech was a bit upside down and his expression was unclear.

It really is a specialization in art!

The ginger is really old and spicy.

Although the old Taoist couldn't explain clearly, he almost answered every question. During this exchange, Wang Stupid learned a lot of tricks to deal with the priests of the Holy See.

In fact, not only did Wang Zhu learn some skills, but also Xu Xianxian who was on the side also got a lot of benefits. His original high-cold attitude was also eased a lot, and he would occasionally ask some questions.

The novel www.zuzud> The open-minded attitude of the old Taoist made Wang Zhu very impressed. You must know that some cultivators usually treasure their own brooms, and basically do not share their experiences with others, and this old Taoist seems to be afraid that others will not agree with him. I know, I can't wait to pass on all my skills to others.

However, Wang Clums found that this old and dim-eyed Taoist had a severe memory loss. He said what he said again and again, upside down. If he was not reminded, he would say it over and over again.

"Zhu Daochang is more than one hundred and seventy years old, and he is a little demented." The Chinese werewolf pulled Wang Chu aside and said in a low voice.

"Ah..." Wang Zhu couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"His ears are not good, and his memory is seriously declining. Moreover, he has never been married and has no apprentices. He has practiced alone for more than a hundred years. His personality is very withdrawn and even a little perverted. I know him by chance. He is in the mountains. He was poisoned by the test medicine and fell off the cliff again, and he survived for half a month. I just happened to pass by and sensed the aura of a stranger, so I rescued him..."

A group of people walked slowly on the plank road back to the Temple of the Sun. During the intermittent introduction by the Chinese werewolf, Wang Chu had a good understanding of Taoist Zhu.

Daoist Zhu himself said that he was 170 years old. In fact, no one knew how old he was. Of course, it is conservatively estimated that there is no problem in being over 100 years old.

Daoist Zhu has been cultivating truth all his life, and he is almost isolated from the world except for maintaining a basic life.

In Zhu Daochang's life, he didn't have a single friend who visited famous mountains and great rivers, trying to find immortals. Because of his withdrawn and persistent personality, he was forced to advance to the Jindan period.

Although there are many cultivators in the land of Shenzhou, they are only one out of ten thousand in terms of base numbers. It can be said that there is no one like Zhu Daochang who can cultivate to the golden core stage alone without any external support.

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It is worth mentioning that Taoist Zhu only became a little more human in his life after getting to know the Chinese werewolf, and he also had his first friend in life.

The more he knew about Daoist Zhu, the more Wang Zhu admired him.

Zhu Daochang did not steal or snatch without any secrets of heaven and earth treasures to practice alone to the Golden Core stage, which is enough to make people look impressive, and in Zhu Daochang's life, it is not true that nothing is achieved, because he participated in C City battle.

Back then, the Great Battle of City C was one of the cruelest wars in the history of the Anti-Japanese War. The thousand-year-old city was burnt to scorched earth, and nearly ten thousand soldiers were burned. Behind this tragic war, there was Zhu Daochang. Just a few days later, the Japanese army Then he evacuated, Zhu Daochang can be said to have contributed a lot.

When introducing Zhu Daochang, Wang Zhu also had a new understanding of Chinese werewolves. In those bloody years, the Chinese werewolves had been fighting on the battlefield, but the Chinese werewolves had never told Wang Zhu the details of these achievements, only occasionally mentioning some important figures.

While Wang Zhu was talking to the Chinese werewolf, Xu Xianxian was also humbly asking the old Taoist priest some questions.

Looking at Daoist Zhu's trembling and stooped body, Wang Zhu felt a surge of respect in his heart.

In the land of China, there are too many unsung heroes like Zhu Daochang.

Although this country is not very good, its current peace and prosperity are the result of unsung heroes like Ma Daochang and the Chinese werewolf fighting with their flesh and blood, and they have gradually been forgotten...

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The short distance of ten kilometers took more than an hour to walk. At dawn, the four arrived at the Temple of the Sun.

Originally, Xiao Hei, who was seriously injured, followed behind the group of people, but soon, it disliked Zhu Daochang's walking too slowly, and returned to a different space to heal his injuries. Of course, when he left, he dawdled beside Wang Zhu, After getting a big bag of pills and food, he left contentedly.

Regarding Xiao Hei's injury, Wang Zhu didn't take it seriously, because this guy was covered with thick and fat flesh. Although the palm of the vampire prince inserted into his body, it didn't hurt the vitals at all, because the vampire The prince's palm couldn't penetrate Xiao Hei's fat body, but left a bloody hole on it, which looked terrible, but in fact it was just a skin trauma.

Of course, when Wang Zhu checked its injuries, Xiao Hei wailed a few times on purpose to prove that it had done its best and was not hiding behind the tree because it was afraid of death.

After checking Xiao Hei's injury, Wang Zhu couldn't help sighing: Fatty still has an advantage!

When we arrived at the Temple of the Sun, the sun had already risen in the east, and the blood-red sun shone on the red wall of the Temple of the Sun, making the Temple of the Sun seem to be bathed in raging fire, majestic and magnificent.

It really is a good place for cultivation!

When Wang Zhu climbed the steps of the Temple of the Sun, he immediately sensed the abundant and mighty aura, rushing and boiling among the mountains, like the Yangtze River.

"Hey!" After boarding the Sun Temple, Wang Zhu sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Daoist Zhu turned his head suddenly, staring at Wang Chu with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"Many people say that Chinese people have no faith, but in this land, faith has become a burden. Think about it, in the land of China, all famous mountains and rivers are occupied by Taoist temples, and then surrounded by walls, a group of believers , If you want to burn an incense to the gods, you have to buy a ticket to enter. How can you bear such a belief? If it is not a transactional vow, who can accept such a belief?"

"There are no tickets for Sun Mountain." Zhu Daochang said after a long silence.

"I'm just feeling it."

"Wang stupid, Zhu Daochang is old and cannot use his brain too much." The Chinese werewolf reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, got it."

Wang Zhu glanced at Daoist Zhu who was frowning and thinking, and nodded.

"Ma Daochang, open the door." The Chinese werewolf walked up to Zhu Daochang.

"Ah... open the door, open the door..."

As if waking up from a big dream, Daoist Zhu hastily took out a small key from his pocket and opened the big red wooden door of the Temple of the Sun.

It was not the first time for Wang Zhu to visit the Temple of the Sun, but in his memory, the Temple of the Sun had always been closed.

The inside of the Temple of the Sun is very simple, except for a statue of a god, it is just something for meditation, there is nothing superfluous, and the surrounding wooden windows are all transparent, exactly the same as what Wang Zhu had seen before.

"Zhu Daochang lives here?" Wang Zhu asked suspiciously.

"No, he has a room in the staff dormitory next to him, and he just comes here to meditate and practice at night."

"Oh……"

"Who are you?"

Daoist Ma suddenly yelled violently, exuding a strong murderous aura all over his body, and the beard under his chin opened like steel needles, which was shocking.

Wang Zhu hurriedly followed Daoist Ma's gaze, and saw a Westerner in a red robe bound under the statue of the sun god. The Westerner was so frightened by Daoist Ma's murderous look that he moved back and forth, and was stuffed with a towel There was a "woo woo" sound from his mouth, with a look of fear on his face.

"Master Ma, he is the one we arrested just now." The Chinese werewolf hurriedly grabbed Daoist Ma.

"Oh... look, I'm so forgetful." Daoist Ma slapped his head violently.

"..."

The Chinese werewolf glanced at Wang Zhu and smiled wryly.

"So forgetful?" Wang Chu didn't expect that Daoist Ma would be so forgetful that he couldn't remember what happened in the past two hours.

"Basically, I can't remember anything. Sometimes I am sober and sometimes confused. Moreover, the only person he can remember is me. He can still know you now, but he probably won't know you tomorrow." The Chinese werewolf sighed.

"He is a cultivator in the golden core stage, why is this happening?"

Wang Zhu looked puzzled, because once he reached the golden core stage, he could transform his body, display thousands of illusions, the power of spells and other powers would increase greatly, and his face would remain forever. He would start to be fundamentally different from the world of martial arts, and his lifespan would increase significantly .

In theory, even if Daoist Ma died, his appearance should not change.

"A few years ago, Daoist Ma looked like he was only in his thirties." The Chinese werewolf said.

"It took a few years to age like this?" Wang Zhu was surprised.

"Yes."

"Why is this...why is this?" Wang Zhu muttered to himself.

"Shouyuan is here." Daoist Ma suddenly replied.

"Ah..." Looking at Daoist Ma's clear eyes, Wang Zhu was taken aback.

"Every morning is the time when my brain is most awake." Daoist Ma smiled with extraordinary bearing, which was quite different from the image of an old man who had started to tremble.

"The best time to practice." Wang Chu understood immediately.

"As expected of a master in the Nascent Soul Stage, in this life you can see a master in the Nascent Soul Stage, and you will die without regret!" Daoist Ma stared at Wang Zhu with extremely deep eyes.

"It's just luck." Wang Chu was humbled once in a while.

"Hehe, it's not luck, it's strength." Daoist Ma said slowly.

"Master Ma, people from the Holy See..."

"There is nothing to ask about a person like him, and he doesn't know. It's better to kill him."

Ma Daochang's tone was flat, and that ordinary expression sent an inexplicable chill down the spine. This is the person who has really seen the big scene!

Wang Chu sighed again.

Wang Chu found that although he had experienced countless lives and deaths in different spaces, he was not in a desperate situation because he could return to the earth at any time, that is to say, he would always have a way out in a different space.

Wang Chu knew that Taoist Ma did not. The death threats he experienced with the Chinese werewolf far exceeded his experience in a different space. Killing spirit...

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"Killed?" Xu Xianxian, who had been standing still, asked.

"Kill them. They won't send people here unless they come and kill each other." Daoist Ma glanced at Xu Xianxian lightly.

"it is good."

As soon as Xu Xianxian finished speaking, she had already pounced on the priest of the Holy See. The two sharp teeth exposed in her mouth pierced the priest's neck. The priest's limbs twitched, and his eyes became hollow and lifeless.

"...I was going to ask." Wang Zhu said with a wry smile.

"There is nothing to ask. Asking me is better than asking him. I don't have much time." Ma Daochang waved his long sleeves, and all the windows on all sides of the Temple of the Sun opened, and the cool mountain breeze blew in, making people feel refreshed.

"Time is running out?" Wang Chu felt something was wrong.

"Yes, my lifespan has arrived, and it's time to arrange the funeral. God has eyes and let you come." After Ma Daochang's eyes became clear, his whole image and temperament changed. Even when he spoke, It has also become full of rhythm, with the demeanor of a worldly master.