Return to Luoyue County and come to Thunder Temple.

Su Ting thought this time was a return home in glory, to visit the lonely and widowed old man in his hometown, to give wine, medicine and care, and to help Qingping, and tell him the wonderful world outside.

Unexpectedly, when I returned, I found that the Thunder God Temple was mysterious, as if it was covered with a layer of dark clouds.

And this mysterious place would be even more difficult to detect if he had not cultivated his heavenly eye.

"It's indeed mysterious."

Su Ting sighed in his heart. He was in Luoyue County earlier. Although he had a profound heritage, he practiced first and was still shallow in Taoism. He inevitably felt mysterious about the Thunder God Temple and regarded Mr. Song as a predecessor in practicing.

Now that he is approaching the real person, he thought that a temple would not shock him even if there were some secrets.

The Taoist Song Lao is a little bit lower. Now he is in a profound way and is always afraid that the life span of Song Lao is exhausted.

With this impression, when I came back, I found that the Thunder God Temple was unfathomable, and the Song Lao was also unfathomable, and the real real person did not show his appearance.

It is said that ignorant people are fearless. The more people know, the more they are afraid of everything in the world.

Now Su Ting also sighs like this.

After sighing, he looked at Qingping and said, "Please urge me to ask Si Tianjian what I asked about before, and I will give me a reply."

Qingping nodded and replied: "Okay."

Su Ting stopped and said angrily: "Tell them not to discriminate against temporary workers. If you don't ask questions in the future, the worst thing is that I will stop doing it!"

Qingping didn't know the truth and was very confused.

The elf felt deeply the same and nodded repeatedly.

——

Afternoon.

"What did you see from above what Qingping gave to you?" asked the elf.

"Look at it."

Su Ting stretched out his hand and condensed it, his magic power was as solid as wood, condensed into paper, and what he saw before was what he had seen.

The elf was quite surprised and looked at him. With this move alone, it was obvious that Su Ting made many progress in his Taoism after killing the soul of Kui Mulang.

Despite her surprise, she knew Su Ting's talent and did not say much. She just took the paper from Su Ting's hand and looked over carefully.

"For generations, the previous temple has celebrated a long life, and the next temple has mostly been a short life, and the next temple has celebrated a long life?"

The elf said: "One longevity, one short life, another long life, and another short life. Why is this temple of all dynasties so strange?"

Su Ting shook his head slightly and said, "This records the temple blessings of all dynasties. The time he was in this position may not necessarily refer to the longevity. For example, Song Lao, now he has a long life, and the position of temple blessings has been passed on to Qingping. Now, Qingping is the new temple blessing, and Song Lao's time is frozen this year."

When the elf heard this, he looked at it again. It was indeed the case and thought, "I thought it was my preconceived idea. I thought it was the birthday celebration that the temple had celebrated over the years, but even if it did not refer to the birthday celebration, the rules were too consistent."

Su Ting nodded and said, "Eight hundred years ago, this was the case. There was always a temple prayer who reigned for more than fifty years, or even seventy years. The new temple prayer that followed often did not exceed twenty years, but the temple prayer that followed was a temple prayer that he served as a temple prayer for more than fifty years."

He said slowly: "This pattern is neat and there is no deviation for eight hundred years."

If it were an ordinary person, perhaps looking at those years and months, he might not be able to see anything.

But he and the elf had the intention to find some rules in it, and with the calculation of the soul, he could easily see through the rules in it in an instant.

"What do you think is weird about it?" asked the elf.

"I don't know." Su Ting shook his head and said, "It may not be possible to see this clue alone, but if there are other clues in the future, it may be possible to find out something by connecting it. However, Mr. Song and the original Taoist should know it."

"But where did they go?" asked the elf, "Can't you check your sky eyes?"

"My cultivation is not as good as the Yang God. How can I explore the entire world?" Su Ting rolled his eyes and said, "When will I become an immortal? Maybe it's not a difficult thing to look at this world. I'm still a little short of it..."

"What a pity." The elf felt a little regretful.

"It's a pity." Su Ting also felt a little regretful, saying: "If you could know where they went, perhaps most of the doubts would be solved."

"What do you mean is that the place where Song Lao went may be the place where Gaoshou Temple went to in the past dynasties?" the elf asked.

"Not bad." Su Ting nodded and said, "And, according to the rules here, at most twenty years, Qingping will retreat from the position of temple prayer, and the next temple prayer will be in power for more than fifty years. At that time, if you could know where Qingping went, you might also know where the temple prayer, which had been in power for a shorter period, went."

"You're going to wait here for twenty years?"

"How is it possible? I have only been practicing for a few years. If I wait for another twenty years, I might be sure that Su has become an immortal. Any conspiracy and mystery fog can't escape the heavenly eye that I have a clear understanding of the secrets of heaven. I still have to pay attention to these things?"

"Oh..." the elf responded.

"What does it mean? You seem to disagree with my words, so you respond so perfunctorily?" Su Ting said angrily.

"No, I believe you." The elf rolled his eyes and replied casually.

“It’s almost the same.”

——

At night.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The night wind blows, silent.

Qingping seemed quite solemn.

Su Ting frowned slightly and said, "You don't have to worry, he won't come tonight."

Qingping raised his head, looked at Su Ting, and said, "The other party is quite intent to win. Although you scared him last night, I'm afraid he will come again tonight."

"The skills I showed last night easily destroyed his secret skills."

Su Ting said slowly: "He must be afraid tonight. At most, he will be exploring, and most of it is because I was scared yesterday."

Qingping breathed a little relieved when he heard this and said, "It's good to be like this."

Su Ting glanced at him and said, "Do you think it would be a one-time and for all if you don't come tonight?"

Qingping was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you mean?"

Su Ting said with a singular voice, "It is impossible for me to be your guard in the temple for a long time. When I leave, he will have to make a comeback? What's more, he is trapped now, and I guess he probably used the Thunder Temple as an opportunity to escape. Even if I am here for a long time, he will be more afraid at most and he will not give up."

Qingping's face turned slightly dark and his cheeks twitched.

Since he learned that the other party was a master who was close to the realm of Yang Shen, he felt a little nervous.

Although I occasionally remembered that I had been dealing with this person for several days and admired me a little, the bronze flag was broken. How could the other party be safe if he really made a comeback?

"Okay, look at you so cowardly."

Su Ting waved his hand and said, "When Si Tianjian responds, I will be sure of killing the other party, once and for all... Even if Fu Chongshan is unfathomable, I will set up a formation around the temple and give you protective things, which will be enough to deal with his paper-cutting technique."

Qingping then breathed a sigh of relief and bowed: "Thank you."

Su Ting carried his hands on his back and said, "I am a god, Yuntian, what's more, right?"

When the voice fell, his eyes were fixed on Qingping, and he did not move away for a long time.

Qingping was a little stunned, then woke up and bowed: "Thank you, God."
Chapter completed!