Chapter 145 Chapter 145 Search (Thirty-Six)

​​Tong'an City, in the Taoist temple of Chen Xuanzong, the weather is bad today, gloomy, and it feels like the sky is about to cry at any time.

It is rare to have such a quiet time in the Taoist temple. In the side hall where people ask for divination, two Taoists have a rare moment of leisure and take out chess to kill time.

In front of the rear hall, Xuanyu Zhenren was watering several pots of green plants in front of him. A middle-aged Taoist priest came over, bowed to Xuanyu Zhenren and said, "Zhenren, I just calculated that there is a change in the southwest. I'm afraid a big monster has appeared."

Xuanyu Zhenren said slowly, "Southwest? Linglan Temple?"

"Yes, Zhenren, Linglan Temple is where Senior Brother Mingxin is..." The Taoist priest paused, changed his words and continued, "Mingxin should be hiding there."

Xuanyu Zhenren squatted down and gently wiped the mud off a leaf: "Have we not contacted Linglan Temple for a while?"

"Yes, Zhenren, should we send someone over to check?"

"This is also their fate... Yun Yan and the others should be there, no need to send anyone over."

The middle-aged Taoist priest thought for a while, with a worried expression on his face: "But Zhenren, Yun Yan is still young, and this time he will inevitably have to fight with Ming Xin and Hu You. Even if Ming Xin will not fight with a young man like him, but Hu You... I am worried about Yun Yan..."

Xuan Yu Zhenren laughed: "Isn't Hu You also young?" "

Although Hu You is young, he is also a leader among the young generation. After all, he is a person who can pick up the Seven Star Sword." The middle-aged Taoist priest became more and more worried, "No, I still have to go and take a look."

After saying that, the middle-aged Taoist priest was ready to turn around and leave. Xuanyu Zhenren called him: "Hey, Mingxu, move the flower pot in the corner to me."

Mingxu looked at the pot of green chrysanthemums in the corner, sighed and moved it to Xuanyu Zhenren's feet. Xuanyu Zhenren bent down and gently pulled out the weeds in the pot, shaking off the mud at the roots: "Mingxu, let the young people solve their own problems, and we old people should not interfere."

"But Zhenren, that big monster is not easy to deal with."

“No matter how powerful that hook snake is, wasn’t it beaten by Guohua and almost lost all its cultivation? It has been hiding for so many years.” Xuanyu Zhenren didn’t seem worried at all. “This is their calamity, let them overcome it on their own. The experience gained from the hardships are the wealth accumulated in their lives.”

Mingxu wanted to say something else, but Xuanyu Zhenren clapped his hands happily and looked at Mingxu. “If they really "If we can't get over it anymore, we can take action again. But Ning Helan and Fang Hui are not as simple as you think..."

After saying that, he went to wash his hands and brought out a pot of tea to Mingxu: "New tea, would you like a taste?"

Thousands of kilometers away at the foot of the Norwegian snow-capped mountains, Ning Guohua stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the auroras in the sky. The auroras were very gorgeous. People around were taking pictures and drinking under the night sky. Ning Guohua saw it all, but he felt uneasy.

Feng Zihe saw his old friend's expression and knew that he was worried about his grandson: "Old Ning, if you are worried about Xiaolan, go back and see him. You are worried here and you can't see him."

Ning Guohua shook his head: "This is a calamity that he must overcome by himself. If he can't overcome this calamity by himself..." He didn't finish his words, but the worry in his tone was almost overflowing.

Feng Zihe sighed: "Hey, you Taoists are really strange. You talk about fate and calamity every day. Don't you think that if it is destined, you can't break it and fight for it?"

Ning Guohua remembered that he was out to eliminate demons and couldn't rush home to spend Ning Helan's fifth birthday. Although he had a bad feeling in his heart, it was too late when he rushed back.

This time he had calculated in advance that Ning Helan would have such a disaster. It was not that he did not want to go back, but when he thought that this was Ning Helan's destiny, he could only worry about it, fearing that his actions would affect Ning Helan's future.

"Old Ning, I don't understand your superstitious things, but think about it, before you were a Taoist priest, you were Xiaolan's grandfather!"

"..."

Linglan Mountain.

The surroundings of Linglan Mountain were originally clear and cloudless, but a thick black cloud was shrouded on the top of Linglan Mountain, which looked very different from the surrounding sky, as if it was photoshopped.

Later, there seemed to be an earthquake in the mountain, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain felt it clearly.

After that, the fog in Mt. Linglan became thicker and thicker, and even spread to the surrounding villages. Curious villagers wanted to go into the mountain to take a look, but they were choked by the fog as soon as they entered the mountain, and there was a bad smell in the air. The nearby villagers

talked about it, and later someone said that the smell was very similar to the smell of the swamp in the mountain. He had seen it before when he entered the mountain, and the fog around was probably because of the earthquake just now, so the swamp bottom heated up and caused the surrounding fog to become this smelly marsh gas. Breathing too much would definitely be bad for the human body, so everyone was asked not to go near the mountain for the time being.

The villagers thought it made sense after hearing the serious talk. They called the children who were playing outside and went home to close the windows. They also blocked the road to the village entrance to prevent outsiders from entering the mountain.

In the deep swamp of Linglan Mountain, Ning Helan was hung upside down by a hook snake with its tail hooked around his neck. One of his eyes was bleeding and his body was injured. The bun on the back of his head was scattered, and he looked miserable. On

the surrounding ground, the swamp mud had risen to the waist level. Hu You stood in the mud holding the broken Seven Star Sword. Although the blade of the Seven Star Sword was broken into two pieces, it was still shining because the barrier it brought helped Hu You block some of the miasma.

Hu You's body had been corroded by the miasma and there was almost no intact skin left. His flesh had been poisoned and dissolved, but after picking up the Seven Star Sword, the magical energy and barrier of the Seven Star Sword made him look like a complete human being again.

He touched the half-broken Seven Star Sword in his hand, glanced at the half-dead Ning Helan, took a step forward and stabbed him fiercely.

Ning Helan groaned and frowned. Hu You laughed obscenely: "Go to hell, Ning Helan!"

As if he was still not satisfied, he swung the sword in his hand around inside his body. Ning Helan frowned and sweat dripped down his face in pain: "Ugh!"

"Haha, hahahahaha!" Hu You pulled out the Seven Star Broken Sword. A hole suddenly appeared in Ning Helan's chest. Blood gushed out, and it looked shocking.

Hu You turned around and looked at the hook snake flatteringly: "Master hook snake, Master hook snake, you see I have helped you vent your anger. My master is gone now, but I can do things for you on his behalf..."

He licked his dry lips and moved his eyes to the half bead floating in the air next to the hook snake.

The hook snake's eyes were cold, it spit out cold tongues, opened its mouth and sprayed out a stream of air, blowing Hu You away. After the Seven Star Sword was broken, its magic power was not as good as before, and it could not protect Hu You. Hu You fell headfirst into the mud behind him and couldn't climb out for a long time, and the Seven Star Sword also slipped out of his hand.

Without the protection of the Seven Star Sword barrier, his body quickly turned back into a half-human, half-ghost state. There was no intact skin on his face, and his teeth and tongue could be seen through the half of his lips that remained.

Hu You got up in horror and looked at the hook snake floating in the air. The hook snake smiled contemptuously: "Does everyone have the inner elixir of this demon? Your master is quite capable, so I gave the inner elixir to him. What do you have?"

"I, I can pick up the Seven Star Sword. Only I can pick up the Seven Star Sword!" Hu You hurriedly found a value for himself, "There are hundreds of disciples in our sect, but only I can pick up the Seven Star Sword. This is an immortal sword!"

Hearing him say this, the hook snake spit out a mouthful of venom, which fell on the broken Seven Star Sword. The sword that originally still had a stream of light quickly lost its luster and not only became an ordinary sword, but was also quickly corroded into slag by the venom: "Is this the immortal sword?"

"..." Hu You's pupils trembled, he swallowed his saliva, but heard the hook snake say: "Compared to you, I think this kid is more qualified to inherit my inner elixir."

"What?!" Hu You looked at Ning Helan hanging there with hatred, "Why!"

"This kid is not an ordinary person..." The hook snake looked at Ning Helan carefully, Hu You was furious, jumped up from the ground, picked up the broken tip of the Seven Star Sword, and prepared to cut Ning Helan's neck. The hook snake spit out

a fang, and the fang instantly pierced through Hu You's forehead, "Dang!", the tip of the Seven Star Sword fell to the ground, and before Hu You's body had time to fall to the ground, it turned into a pool of poisonous water in the air, and not even his clothes were left.

After dealing with the noisy Hu You, the hook snake hung Ning Helan in front of him. Ning Helan looked a little dazed due to excessive blood loss, and the wound he had just been stabbed was bleeding like a stream.

"It seems that you will die without my help, but dying like this is too easy for you." The hook snake said as he stuffed the half of the inner pill into Ning Helan's mouth, "After eating this great demon's inner pill, you can not only be resurrected, but also have my third or fourth level of power."

Ning Helan gritted her teeth and used her tongue to push the inner pill out. The hook snake narrowed his eyes and forcefully stuffed the inner pill into Ning Helan's mouth again.

Ning Helan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "What do you want to do?"

The hook snake hissed and laughed: "Isn't it obvious? Let you be my puppet. With a gifted kid like you, those stinky Taoists are no match for me at all!"

Ning Helan didn't believe that he was just because of such a small matter. The hook snake pinched his neck and forced him to swallow the inner elixir, and then laughed sinisterly: "Of course, if the old immortal Ning Guohua saw that his precious grandson became my subordinate and turned into a monster, what would he think? Will he beat you to death without hesitation, just like he defeated me back then? Hahahaha..."

It turned out to be an ancient snake demon, so insidious!

Ning Helan closed his eyes. With the blessing of the snake pill's magic power, the wounds on Ning Helan's body healed quickly, and the skin eroded by the miasma also recovered to normal skin color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Ning Helan felt that his whole body was in pain as if it was burning. He closed his eyes and tried to break free from the shackles of the hook snake. A faint demonic aura emanated from his body. The hook snake looked at his changes and felt very excited. Suddenly, Ning Helan opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally as deep as the deep sea, had turned into snake pupils!

The hook snake was overjoyed: "Haha, haha, hahaha! Ning Guohua! Your grandson has now turned from a Taoist priest into a demon! It's like this, why don't you show up to save him?!"

Then he patted Ning Helan with his icy snake tail and whispered to him: "The first thing you have to do next is to kill your grandfather with your own hands..."