Reborn from Another World to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 154.Immortal Erlang enters the stage!Qiang Qiang~cai~!

As soon as everyone heard that Daoist Gu was about to start checking homework, one by one hurriedly got to work.

I'm afraid that I'm not qualified. There are only a few people left now. If they don't graduate in the end, it's really a waste of work.

It's embarrassing to say it.

Li Moli helped Yu'er tear the cotton cloth strips as evenly as possible, while Yun Duo and Li Meng were there to prepare to summon the spider.

Fatty Wang had already taken back the wooden ball in the corner, and at the same time took out the wooden ball that had been carved during the day.

everything's ready.

Yu'er's bird came over the crowd, the wooden balls also started to work, and dense spiders crawled out from the sewer.

For a time, the possessed zombies on the street fell to the ground one after another.

Gu Daochang laughed, these little guys are really simple and rude.

If the senior brother in charge saw it, he would probably have a headache and say it was a crime.

Although it is a bit troublesome for these young people to do things, they are efficient at least.

"That's what they do? Didn't I teach them spells before? Not at all? I remember I taught some?"

Standing by the window, Mo Zitong glanced at Third Martial Uncle, who was usually lazy, and nodded with a funny smile:
"It's true that you didn't talk about anything. You talked about some theoretical things, but you haven't talked about drawing symbols. What's wrong with your memory, Third Master? Besides, time is tight and tasks are heavy now. Back then I How long did it take me to learn it? How could this group of people digest all that in such a short period of time? Anyway, their own abilities are not bad, and they can use this method to get things done."

Daoist Gu has indeed been lazy these past few days. Hearing what Mo Zitong said, thinking about it this week basically...

Just let them exercise there.

The things that should normally be said were delayed a little later because he was studying some changes in his body recently.

"Yes, but I still have to talk about it. This is what the fourth brother said to tell them the most, so that they can save their lives. It seems that I still have to talk about these things after I go back. I still have to rely on you when I go back. Uncle Shi is getting old, and his memory is not good."

After Daoist Gu finished speaking, he did the gesture of holding his forehead in the future, for fear that Mo Zitong would not believe it...

Mo Zitong nodded, she knew that this matter now fell on her head.

She even felt that at first these two uncles came to Yunduo and the others...

Just come to make up the numbers.

In fact, he was playing her idea...

Hey.

They are all old foxes...

In the middle of the night, the yin energy began to increase, and everyone could feel the biting cold. Xiao Yu'er ran behind the third uncle, and the third uncle used a body protection spell to protect Yu'er.

Mo Zhitong frowned. She could feel that something was coming nearby.

"Come back, children."

Gu Daochang took out his sword and flew out of the window...

Huang Man and Mu Jinqian also returned to the house at this time, and the outside was covered by thick fog for a while, so they couldn't see anything.

Originally, Mo Zitong wanted to take a break, but when she heard the voice of Mrs. Huang...

She drew her sword and rushed into the mist.

"Old man, I didn't expect such an old thing like you to be left in Qingfeng Temple."

The streets were filled with mist, Mo Zitong frowned...

She didn't expect that after two years, Mrs. Huang would still dare to hang around here with her blood debt on her...

I'm really not afraid of dying.

Gu Daochang's hands trembled, he was so excited!
Finally, he had a chance to avenge the head brother. The bear demon was killed by Mo Zitong before, and he always felt uneasy. He was still thinking about when he could seek revenge from Mrs. Huang Santai. In his heart, insulting Qingfengguan was a capital crime.

It’s just that for a while there will be no trace of the spirit!

Now Mrs. Huang came to the door by herself!
Gu Daochang recited the Golden Light Curse without saying a word and rushed over. It was too late and then quickly, and the two sides immediately entered into an anxious battle. Mo Zitong frowned when he saw many little yellow leather children standing behind him. Eyebrows, she leaned back to the window and whispered to Yu'er:
"Is it possible to control those yellow skins?"

Yu'er looked at the window, shook her head and said:

"No, we generally only make friends with ordinary animals. Beastmasters control them. This kind has become a master and won't listen to us. But my grandpa should be able to... I'm too young... Our beastmen and them are sworn enemies , but I haven’t really encountered it yet, this is the first time.”

Speaking of this, Yu'er is a little excited...

"If my brother knew what I saw, he would be so envious! He would be so envious! Hehehehe..."

Mo Zitong hummed and looked to the other side.

At the moment, Fatty Wang's wooden ball and Yuer's little bird are busy there, while she is sitting by the window secretly killing zombies with ice needles.

When the surrounding zombies were almost killed, Mo Zitong ran directly to the yellow leather behind.

A living Huang Pizi must be worth more to sacrifice than Huang Pizi's corpse. Mo Zitong rushed in without saying a word and began to sacrifice Huang Pizi.

Third Uncle's battle against Mrs. Huang Santai was a little bit difficult, probably because the previous battle hurt his vitality...

Mo Zitong remembered that he had a lot of spells given by Ari that were useless, why not give it a try at this time!
She took out a charm and lit it in the thick fog.

thump thump thump thump thump ~!

Qiang Qiang~Cang~cai~!

bang bang bang bang ~
Inexplicably, a Beijing beat sounded in the air.

Mo Zitong opened his mouth wide and looked at the golden light floating in the air that was constantly transpiring and rolling...

This fucking has BGM?
I saw Erlang Shenjun hanging in the air, with his feet on auspicious clouds, wearing a golden battle robe, Que Ting has divine eyes, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, and a white short-haired dog standing beside him.

Before Mo Zitong could say anything, Lord Erlang had already gone in with a knife and beheaded Huang Pizi.

Grandma Huang Santa couldn't see who was coming in the thick fog, so she thought she was a Taoist priest of Qingfengguan. Before she could start cursing, she saw Yisan rushing towards her, and stabbed her chest open with a knife.

"Hey! You monster dare to cause trouble in the world! Today is your death day!"

The Xiaotian dog was not a vegetarian either, and the yellow skins around him that had not been sacrificed by Mo Zitong were all killed by the Xiaotian dog.

Mo Zitong followed behind Xiaotiangou to sacrifice Huang Pizi. Halfway through the battle, Xiaotiangou glanced at Mo Zitong. His eyes were full of doubts. Mo Zitong stood there and smiled awkwardly...

Subconsciously said something...

"Don't shoot, my own."

As if the Xiaotiangou really understood, he turned around and continued to kill Huang Pizi.

Huang Santai's chest was pushed open, and she was lying there dying, looking at the god in front of her in disbelief...

"You are...no...impossible...impossible in this world...you are...Erlang Shenjun!"

Just when Erlang Shenjun was about to make a move, Mo Zitong immediately waved his hands to create a bigger fog, ran over and rushed over.

Don't kill.

This level of yellow skin is still alive...

So after the sacrifice, can't you make something awesome for her?

Mo Zitong looked at Huang Santai's grandma, still with the humble appearance of a junior, and said with a smile:

"Fuck off."

Huang Santai's milk disappeared in an instant...

Mo Zitong received three golden talismans, two Erlang Zhenjun talismans, and one Yuelao talisman.

When she saw Yue Lao's name, she felt funny...

Row.

(End of this chapter)