Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 416 Return to the Dark Land

The river water is so clear that you can see small fish playing in the water, adding a touch of vitality to the tranquil mountains, like a vibrant paradise full of laughter.

The flowers and plants in the mountains and fields bloom with brilliant colors in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if they were nature's palette.

Various flowers are blooming, emitting bursts of fragrance, like a beautiful melody that makes people intoxicated.

The beautiful sunset is like a beautiful poem that makes people intoxicated.

Whether it is the majestic mountains, the green ocean or the sparkling rivers, they all make people feel the magic and beauty of nature, as if they were masterpieces of nature.

Here, time seems to stand still, and only the beauty and tranquility of nature accompany you, as if it is a gift from nature.

This is the beautiful scenery around Forgotten Township.

However, this beauty was broken by a cry of surprise: "What? Hanzi has broken through to the seventh level."

In the kitchen courtyard of the temple guard, Yihuo, who was washing wild vegetables, screamed and water splashed everywhere.

"What are you making so much noise for? Can't my Hanzi make a breakthrough?" The old patriarch glared at Shuihua when he was greeted by her.

"No, that's not what I meant. I was just shocked. Hanzi's breakthrough is great, great breakthrough." Yihuo explained hurriedly and finally gave a thumbs up.

"That's more like it." The old patriarch nodded with satisfaction, and then he started to laugh as if he had gone mad, and even praised his own fool for being a good boy.

Shang Liangshan and Yihuo were speechless after seeing this.

Sometimes time passes so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, night falls. The clouds in the sky are dyed into various colors, from orange to red, and then to purple, as if it were nature's palette.

Stars began to appear, twinkling in the night sky, as if showing people the mysteries of the universe, like bright lights, illuminating the entire night sky.

"Cheers!" In the pavilion on the rock peak, a group of grown men were toasting each other happily. Only with Shang Liangshan around could they be so relaxed and not afraid of their wives pulling their ears.

"Master Liu, I have something to trouble you with." After three rounds of drinks, Shang Liangshan looked at Liu Weizi and said.

"What's the matter?" Liu Weizi asked incoherently.

He really doesn't look like a sage at all.

"We have to choose a good day for the lifelong event of the old patriarch and Elder Zhu." Shang Liangshan said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes." As soon as these words were spoken, voices of agreement arose.

The old patriarch blushed and remained silent, which was rare.

"Haha, I will do my best on this matter and work as fast as I can." Liu Weizi said happily.

"Reliable." Yihuo gave Liu Weizi a thumbs up, and then the angry old patriarch forced him to drink three cups of wine.

This scene made Shang Liangshan and others laugh, just like the sound of wind chimes swaying in the wind, crisp and pleasant.

In the middle of the night, Shang Liangshan, who was lying on a chair, suddenly opened his eyes, which were like two bright stars, bright and sharp.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, looking towards the southeast.

The next second, he summoned a phantom thundercloud, which whizzed away like a flash of lightning across the night sky. The speed was so fast that the old patriarch, who was awakened by the sensation, didn't even see its shadow.

"What happened?" The old patriarch couldn't help but frown, as if he was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

"The ghostly aura is boiling in the underworld. I'll go take a look and be back soon." This was Shang Liangshan's message, like a breeze brushing past the old patriarch's ears.

"A shady place?" The old patriarch looked confused. Where was the shady place? Wait, could it be there?

The old man recalled the underworld that was purified by Shang Liangshan several years ago. It was a place shrouded in darkness, eerie and terrifying.

"Dark place, dark road, damn it." The old patriarch cursed.

Yihuo, who was flying the Iron Eagle to the top of the rock, was so frightened that he asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay. The old man just thought of something." The old patriarch concealed it intentionally because he was just guessing, and the more people knew about it, the more people would worry.

"What's the matter?" Yihuo jumped off the Mechanical Eagle and asked.

"It's Hanzi's business." The old patriarch took out his own baby and started talking about how he couldn't get the old man to hold his grandson after trying for a long time, trying to change the subject.

Deep in the unfathomable cave, waves of cold and chilling ghostly aura surged like the tide, as if a group of ferocious beasts were running rampant in the darkness, making creepy roars, as if they were going to swallow up the entire cave.

These ghostly spirits seemed to have life, constantly changing their forms, sometimes condensing into hideous faces, and sometimes turning into ink-black tentacles, trying to attack the invaders.

Surrounded by this ghostly aura, the interior of the cave seemed extremely dark, with only a few faint lights emanating from underground, barely illuminating the surrounding environment.

The ghost light is the will-o'-the-wisp burning from bone meal.

However, these lights were just insignificant embellishments to the ghosts, which still wreaked havoc in the darkness unscrupulously.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the cave filled with ghostly aura.

He was wearing a grey robe and had long hair draped over his shoulders, looking both elegant and mysterious, as if he was a fairy from a fairyland.

Facing the sinister and ferocious ghost hair, he appeared extremely calm, standing with his hands behind his back, like a tall green pine, unmoved by the outside world.

A powerful and holy aura emanated from his entire body, as if a god had descended to the earth. This aura formed a sharp contrast with the ghostly aura around him, as if two completely different worlds had converged at this moment.

He took a deep breath, feeling the strong ghost energy around him, and looked for the source.

This figure is none other than Shang Liangshan, full of the aura of the protagonist.

As if to highlight the extraordinary nature of the protagonist, a low and long dragon roar "moo" echoed in the cave. The sound contained great power and majesty, like a low symphony played in the cave.

A dragon-shaped light appeared out of nowhere, opened its mouth and swallowed up the pervasive ghost energy, like opening a huge mouth to swallow up all the darkness and evil.

This faint light existed as if it were real and soon swallowed up all the darkness and evil, as if it was a mysterious light that illuminated the entire cave.

As the dragon-shaped light disappeared into the void, the ghostly aura in the cave also completely dissipated, replaced by a chill, as if a gust of cold wind was blowing through the dim cave.

The entire cave seemed to have been purified and regained its former gloom, as if it were an ancient castle, quietly waiting for the next visitor in the darkness.

Shang Liangshan stood quietly in place, emitting a faint light all around him, as if he was a guardian guarding this ancient and mysterious land.

His eyes were deep and firm, as if they could see through all falsehoods and illusions and reach the essence of things.