Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 96
The night wind is gentle, and thousands of trees are whirling.

The mountain is still the mountain, and the person is still the same person.

Everything seems to have not changed, and everything seems to be turned upside down.

"Don't be afraid, you two, it's just a Taoist spell to cure that arrogant worm!"

Mo Chuan, who had recovered as before, looked at Wei Li's father and daughter whose faces were full of lingering fear, and comforted him.

The man in the mandarin jacket looked shocked, swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he heard the words, bowed and said:
"The raccoon has blind eyes and doesn't know real immortals, so he offended me just now, and I still hope that the immortals will grow up in Haihan."

"Hey, what kind of real immortal is Pindao, just a seeker in the mountains and fields."

Mo Chuan waved his hand, seeing Wei Li's father and daughter still looking cautious, he sighed in his heart, thought for a while and said:
"The big worm has been captured by the poor Taoist, and you two don't need to worry about the revenge of the cave god. However, the poor Taoist is not from the mountains, and the specific situation cannot be determined. If there are evil spirits harassing him in the future, hold three sticks of incense and visualize the appearance of the poor Taoist, or Recite the Daoist name of Mingchen, the poor Daoist has his own perception, and if he has the energy to spare, he will surely subdue demons and eliminate demons."

After finishing speaking, Mo Chuan cupped his hands: "See you today, three lives are lucky, layman take care!"

The man in the jacket returned the gift with a look of sincerity and trepidation: "Congratulations to the immortal!"

Mo Chuan nodded, then turned and left.

The moment he turned around, Wei Li, who had kept his head down, suddenly raised his head, trying to see Mo Chuan again.

Unexpectedly, the moment she raised her head, Mo Chuan had already turned around, and within a few breaths, she disappeared into the mist of the mountains.

Looking at the back of Shanqing who was quickly going away, Wei Li bit his lip lightly, his bright eyes were covered with mist.

All kinds of loss and melancholy grow from the tip of my heart.

……

……

In the Jiuyao Cave, Mo Chuan sat lazily leaning against the stone wall, playing with a pair of huge eyeballs with one hand, like playing with walnuts.

This pair of eyeballs are exactly the eyes of Mr. Xiaoyun Mountain.

Being eye-catching is naturally a bad habit left over from Fei Niu.

But don't tell me, this bad habit is just as bad as it is good.

Take a closer look inside the furnace.

Then I saw Mr. Xiaoyun Shan, twisting and twisting like drunk, in the incense of nothingness.

Not long after, he opened his mouth and let out a "wow" and vomited.

This is because there is nothing under the claws, and the sense of direction is lost;
It is because a pair of tricks fell into Mo Chuan's hands, just like the Wenwan walnuts in the hands of Lord Baylor, circling yin and yang. This vision fell into the mind of Mr. Xiaoyunshan, can it not make the vestibule feel chaotic?
"If you want to kill or cut casually, what is the meaning of teasing me like this?!"

Little Yunshan Jun roared, his voice was extremely painful.

It is really a distorted picture from the feedback of the field of vision, which is too frustrating.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan smiled slightly, looked back, and continued to play with his eyeballs.

This is not so much that he is training the dog with the eagle, it is better to say that he is killing Xiaoyun's arrogance.

——Because he decided to list Jun Xiaoyun as a candidate for the belly chakra demon!
Now he has filled the root chakra into the one-eyed cow, and the next step is the abdominal chakra. This chakra needs Jiazi cultivation, which sounds like it will take a long time.

However, according to his practice speed, it shouldn't take long.

During this period of time, there is the back garden of Wanli Jinghuang, which can just reserve candidates.

back yard?
Thinking of this ambiguous word, in Mo Chuan's mind, the delicate face that was passing by the Jiuyao Cave and showing through the curtain quietly emerged.

The tinkling silver phoenix crown really sets off that face like a banished fairy descended into the world!
"The scent of flowers makes people want to break Zen!"

Mo Chuan shook his head slightly with a sad expression.

Just in time, a ray of incense curled up.

Turning the fog into a mirror, it turned out to be a skinny old woman in a mess, kneeling in front of the low land shrine beside the road, praying to the land god to bless her cows to come back by themselves.

From the looks of it, he had obviously searched for most of the night and was on the verge of despair.

Mo Chuan looked up at the sky outside the cave, and with a wave of his hand, Monk Deng Cao and Ya San'er appeared.

"Master Dao, you call me."

As soon as Monk Dengcao came out, he bowed and bowed with a shy smile.

"disease!"

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand, and Monk Dengcao's body suddenly swelled up, turning into a dwarf monk with a height of less than four feet.

——But it has already reached the limit of Mo Chuan's size.

"This face is so ugly!"

Mo Chuan cursed, and blew lightly on his mouth, a stream of prophecy poured out and landed on Monk Dengcao's face.

Immediately, that adult face quickly turned into that of a seven or eight-year-old child.

——It's the Earth Sha Dao Technique·Spray!
"Hurry up and retrieve the farm cattle that the woman lost. If the goblin eats it, beat it if you can. If you can't, Shangxiang will tell me."

"Ya San'er, keep an eye on this picky thing, if it dares to tinker with the method of yin and yang dual cultivation, you are allowed to kill it first and then play it!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two demons to reply, Mo Chuan waved his hand and threw them over with the help of the woman's incense.

"Who?"

The old woman who was offering incense and praying suddenly heard a strange noise and looked up subconsciously.

Then I saw a young boy emerging from behind the shrine.

"Yeah, whose doll is this? Why is it hiding here in the middle of the night?"

baby?

Ugly face?
How clever is the Dengcao monk?

Although he was thrown over suddenly, he still reacted immediately, with a polite face, cupped his hands and said:
"Grandma, I'm so polite! I'm a boy from the Immortal family. I heard that you lost your cow. The Shangxian specially ordered this monk to come and help you find it. May I ask what your grandmother's cattle look like? Do you have anything with you?"

"You, are you a fairy boy?"

The old woman was dumbfounded, the doll in front of her was really too small, but the old-fashioned language made her have to believe it.

While speaking, a huge jackal emerged from behind the shrine.

"Oh my god, wolf—"

When the old woman saw Ya San'er, she was startled and fell to the ground.

"Grandma, don't be afraid, this is the sacred beast under the Immortal Throne, come and follow me to help you find cattle."

What is "with you"?
Ya San'er looked at Monk Deng Cao with a dissatisfied face, thinking that this guy really deserved to be killed, but the Immortal didn't say who should be in charge?

Even in terms of priority, it has to be my priority and yours!

It should be noted that the Shangxian gave this wolf the right to kill first and play later, what are you?
Ya San'er was dissatisfied and wanted to tear down the stage, but after thinking about it, he didn't refute, and said:

"Don't be afraid, old man. If I want to eat you, I don't need to say hello to you. I'll bring something from the cattle. My nose can chase the prey for thousands of miles. I promise to help you find the cattle."

The woman was even more horrified when she heard the wolf talking.

After a while, he came back to his senses under the comfort of Monk Dengcao.

In the end, worrying about the cattle, he went home to get the cattle's personal belongings.

"Ya San'er, let's hide for a while, the villagers are suspicious, if you are killed as a mountain monster, losing your life is not a big deal, but humiliating the reputation of the immortal is a big deal."

Monk Deng Cao looked at the back of the woman, turned his head and said.

But his eyes couldn't help but look around, it's really the enlarged field of vision, it's too impactful.

……

At this time, Mo Chuan, who used the incense as a mirror, looked at the words and deeds of Monk Dengcao, and nodded in satisfaction.

In the fluffy hemp, straight without support;

The white sand is in Nirvana, and it is black with it.

Monk Dengcao, a picky bastard, although he did some nasty things when he first became a goblin, he was ultimately influenced by Zhang Yuanwai's collection of books.

After a good training, it might be possible to become an errand boy.

Speaking of which, Huang Buyu, who also came from a demon background, but because of attending private schools in the first few years, his words and deeds are quite like a scholar.

I have to say that the environment affects people!
　[Thanks to "Book Friends 20170624180920059" and "Wang Sanzhi" for their rewards! 】

　
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