Qingyue Temple

The old ancestor was a little speechless, he said in his heart that when you see him so big now, you yell what is this, if you see him hundreds of times bigger than now, you will bite off your tongue in surprise.

The old ancestor introduced: "This is the real Yangshen who was invited by me to be a guest. I misunderstood just now. The real person didn't come to find fault."

In fact, the old ancestor said that he felt guilty, didn't he really come to find fault?He was actually skeptical.

Yangshen real person?

Where did it come from?

Is Yangshen Daoist a Chinese cabbage now?Come out one at a time!

The bearded man's eyes widened. At this moment, he hadn't equated the Yang God in front of him with the monster he just heard, but he didn't dare to say the words of help just now.

Relying on his Mustard Seed Cave Mansion, this Huang Yun patriarch is not very afraid of the Immortal Yang God, after all, due to the favorable location, many Yang Gods really can't do anything to him.

However, Huang Yun's tone today was particularly polite. It seemed that this Yang God was not an ordinary Yang God real person, so the bearded man couldn't afford to offend him.

The bearded man immediately laughed, and then said, "If you're not looking for faults, then you're friends, hahaha, just come and have a drink together."

When Fang Shanshui saw the bearded man, his heart moved for a moment. He could feel that the bearded man was obviously not some kind of spirit, but a human yin spirit, or the kind with a bad breath. The yin spirit revealed a black light, as if soaked in With evil spirit... It is the taste that Master likes.

Sure enough, the eyes of the figurine master have also lightened up slightly.

Seeing that Daoist Yangshen had stopped changing, Lao Huang looked at the height of the gate of his cave, which seemed to be a little higher than his, so he couldn't help asking: "Renren, can't it be reduced any more?"

The figure master is trying it out. He looks at the height of his apprentice, as if he wants to be as big as Fang Shanshui, so he shrinks to fit Fang Shanshui's size, but he just got stuck. He heard the old Huang who provided Yulu ask , I experimented again with the hand-made master, but this time the experiment was not as peaceful as before.

The hand-figure master's body seemed to be compressed to the limit, and there were layers of swaying phantoms around him. Suddenly, with a "boom", the square under his feet also shook, and the crack he stepped on just now could no longer be covered. Now, many cobweb-like lines suddenly burst out, and the whole square seemed to sink an inch suddenly.

Fang Shanshui was a little unsteady standing next to him, and supported the master's pillar-like legs. The place where he stood seemed to be suppressed by the master, but it was a relatively calm place amidst the turmoil.

"Okay, okay, stop! Immortal, stop now! You can't shrink any more, you can't!" The ancestor yelled in fear, but he regretted it more and more in his heart. Although he didn't quite understand, the sun in front of him What did the real person do just now, but it didn't prevent him from feeling the harm this real person had brought to his cave.

The bearded man who had just come out also supported the door frame, and asked in surprise, "Old Huang, what's the matter?"

This old weasel's cave fantasy has always been its pride, and there are very few people here who can stand up to it. It can be said that even the real Yangshen is not afraid of it, but why now it seems to be as fragile as a piece of paper.

The old ancestor shook his head tiredly, his intestines were green with ruin, he thought that the restriction here could suppress him, and took him to the second floor with confidence, but he didn't expect it to be useless at all.

Feeling that the real person in front of him was no longer moving, and his cave was no longer shaking, Patriarch Huang Yun heaved a sigh of relief.

The figurine of Master stopped and shrunk, stuck in two and a half squares the size of Shanshui, frowned slightly, and shook his elbow.

Seeing this, Fang Shanshui asked in a low voice, "Master? Are you feeling unwell?"

The figurine master glanced at his apprentice with crimson eyes, and shook his head slightly.

There is a little discomfort, but it's not too serious. It just feels that the body is very tense, it seems to be really compressed to the limit, and the figure master doesn't even dare to move casually, otherwise there is a possibility that it will explode at any time, um... …maybe it should be called a rebound?

At this time, several people who were with the bearded man in the cave, as well as a few other spirit-like guests invited by Patriarch Huang Yun, also came out under the sway of the cave.

I won't talk about those ghosts, but the bearded group seems to be visited by Yuanshen, and the Yuanshen is obviously carrying a layer of blackness, and it doesn't look like a good person.

The bearded man turned his head: "You guys came out too."

One, two, three, four, five, plus Patriarch Huang Yun, there are six, and a few tasteless little desserts...

The figurine master silently counted.

A feminine middle-aged man frowned and asked: "Why did you stay outside for so long, Lao Huang, your master is not here, so you keep some of our guests for a drink, isn't it good, is this to see off the guests?"

Although Patriarch Huang Yun wasn't afraid of these people, he didn't want to offend them either, so he immediately said with a smile: "Why? It's nothing. It's just that I just learned that there are more guests, so I'll come out to greet you. Let me introduce you, this Yang God The real person is... eh? The real person, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"Hiss—the real Yangshen!"

The people and spirits who came out were immediately startled by these four words. Looking at the tall giant in front of them, it seemed like a big dragonfly ran in from the world of worms... It was like a monster from another world.

Fang Shanshui answered for the silent master: "My master's name is Fang Yuanqing."

Patriarch Huang Yun: "Oh, Master Yuanqing..."

The surprised people and monsters behind them also showed a look of admiration for a long time, but in private, they have already quickly asked each other through voice transmission.

[Yuanqing real person? 】

[Where did the Yang God come from?Who heard of it? 】

[It seems a little familiar, but I can't remember it. 】

[It doesn't look like a righteous way, but it doesn't look like us. 】

Ancestor Huang Yun introduced to Fang Yuanqing: "These guests who came to my house are also famous people. This is the real Feisha, this is Lin Xiaoling, and this is the real blood ghost..."

Patriarch Huang Yun pointed to the people who came out one by one, starting with the bearded ones, and the people who were pointed out greeted Fang Yuanqing, the real person in front of him.

Master Yuan Qing didn't look too cold. Although he didn't even nod his head to the people who greeted him, his eyes were extremely fiery.

The few old monsters who greeted Master Yuanqing trembled inexplicably under such sight, and felt strange in their hearts.

Fang Shanshui gently tugged at the corner of the master's clothes, signaling the master to keep a low profile and calm down, so as not to scare people away.

The figurine master then withdrew his gaze.

Patriarch Huang Yun invited: "Let's stop standing here and go in to have a chat. I have prepared a lot of good things to entertain everyone. Daoist Yuan Qing, please also, but this door is a bit small, so you have to condescend to squeeze in." After a while, fortunately, the interior of my house is quite spacious.”

The bearded man: "Let's go, let's go. It's overdue! I think your little goblin can make wine."

The people who came out also responded one after another.

Seeing that the food was about to go in, the figurine master also bent down slightly and pulled his apprentice, and slowly walked up the steps.

He was very careful with every step he took, without making too many movements, as if he was waiting for Fang Shanshui, or as if he couldn't move freely?

Several people who were watching the real Yangshen from above raised their eyebrows when they saw this, and glanced at each other, as if they sensed that the real Yangshen's state was not right, and the fear just now disappeared, and instead they started a little temptation heart of.

Seeing the appearance of these people, Fang Shanshui couldn't help becoming a little vigilant.

Although the master shook his head and said it was fine, Fang Shanshui could feel that if the master really fought with people like this now, he would definitely suffer.

The soft middle man named Lin Xiaoling, when Fang Yuanqing brought up Fang Shanshui, turned his attention to Fang Shanshui who was not noticed by everyone, showing a strange expression.

Lin Xiaoling's mind was shocked when he suddenly met a pair of blood-red eyes. With his nails dyed dark blue, he patted his chest lightly, not daring to look any further, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Fang Shanshui watched the master bow his head and enter the gate. He was worried about the space in the palace, but after entering the gate and passing through a corridor, the inside suddenly opened up and was very spacious.

Patriarch Huang Yun led everyone to sit down at the banquet, and ordered: "Serve singing and dancing, wine and food."

After speaking, the sound of music came from behind.

Some dancers in Chinese costumes slapped their small drums and flew into the arena like spinning flowers. After landing in the arena, they performed strange dances, as if they were offering sacrifices.

Fang Shanshui sat down with his master. Patriarch Huang Yun had ordered them to be seated, and they could fully accommodate the current figure master. However, the figure master could only sit cross-legged on the futon prepared by Patriarch Huang Yun, because He was still too big, Patriarch Huang Yun couldn't find a chair that big for a while, so he could only apologize and let him make do with it.

This seat is still very near the front, which shows that Patriarch Huang Yun attaches great importance to the real Yangshen. In front of the seat is a wooden coffee table connected to the ground, and there are flowers, green branches and leaves that seem to grow on the table. It looks very green.

The dancers were dancing, Patriarch Huang Yun's walking stick paused on the floor, the ceiling above the palace suddenly disappeared, Fang Shanshui raised his head, and saw a full moon appearing above his head, and everyone seemed to be sitting on a cloud platform on the top of a mountain , a round of moon appeared overhead.

Patriarch Huang Yun: "I'll do it first to show my respect. You all came by coincidence. Today is the fifteenth day, and it's our full moon dance. Everyone, please enjoy the dance slowly."

As he spoke, he raised his glass and drank it all, and all the spirits and monsters in the seat responded one after another, only Fang Shanshui and a few humans did not make much movement.

"Boom...boom..." The dancers holding hand bones tapped the snare drum, and their hands and feet moved in correspondence with the bright moon like symbols.

During the dance, someone from behind slowly brought the banquet, and the table of Fang Shanshui's master and apprentice was also filled with fruit plates, and the enchanting maid poured wine for Fang Shanshui and his master respectively.

The fruit wine was fragrant, and the bearded man over there immediately picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, while the feminine Lin Xiaoling sipped the wine glass without touching his lips. Sweep Fang Shanshui.

The new Daoist Yangshen didn't seem to care about others prying and sizing him up, but he cared a lot about others staring at his apprentice with ill intentions. With so many prying eyes, Lin Xiaoling found that he was the only one being targeted, tsk.

However, Lin Xiaoling, who had suffered a lot, didn't remind his companions, and sat in his seat, sipping wine and fingernails, looking like he was watching the fun.

"Boom..." The drumbeat seemed to be beating on the human heart.

After the moon came out, the dancers in the field suddenly gathered together in circles, like a blooming flower, bowing under the moon, suddenly revealing their big fluffy tails behind them.

The dancers with their big tails got up and separated. After dancing for a while, they circled around and gathered for the second moon bow. They showed their furry ears again, got up and separated again...

The dance looks very weird, it doesn't look like dancing, but rather like a group of goblins meeting to worship the moon.

The master sitting cross-legged next to Fang Shanshui is the focus of everyone's attention at this time, and people look at it from time to time, but the figure master doesn't care at all, but looks at his apprentice from time to time, as if he hasn't grown much older than his apprentice Pulled out of the strangeness, treated Fang Shanshui like a child, peeled an orange and cut a fruit for him.

Probably because the figurines of Master are relatively large, the fruit bowls presented in front of them are two circles larger than other places. The peaches are as big as a washbasin, and the watermelon is as big as a bathtub... All the food is large, fortunately The coffee table is also very big, otherwise there is really no place to put it.

A touch of the master's fingernail, the fruit under his hand will be divided into eight pieces immediately. He cut a peach the size of a washbasin in this way, and the peach flesh will automatically separate into teeth and fall into the plate. A peach pit is exposed inside, and the peach is picked out He made a hand-made master and then pushed the plate to his apprentices, without any scruples about how many people were watching him.

Fang Shanshui coughed, accepted the fruit, and helped Master peel an orange the size of a washbasin.

The dancers in the arena circled countless times. As they continued to pay respects to the moon, tentacles and protruding noses were exposed on their beautiful faces, and their fine clothes were gradually covered by thick hair. At the end of the worship, These dancers completely revealed their original shapes, but they were weasels dancing under the moon.

The applause of the elves came from all around.

"Okay! Reward." Patriarch Huang Yun also called out, and then poured out the wine in his cup, and immediately a curtain of rain fell on the bodies of many moon worship dancers. The whole venue was lifted up, everyone seemed to be riding on the clouds, the surrounding walls were no longer visible, the moon in the sky was getting closer and closer, everyone seemed to have left the cave of the ancestor Huang Yun, and rode the clouds into the night sky.

The dancers are still dancing, they are dancing in the clouds, as if they are floating on the clouds, and then they dance in the opposite direction. Before worshiping the moon several times, they began to change from weasel back to good-looking The girl, first her hairy arms turned into human hands, then her legs, waist, face...

After Patriarch Huang Yun had rewarded them, the people who were invited also showed their hands one after another, showing some kindness to the little fairies.

The bearded man ordered the wine in his hand, and the liquid in the wine glass instantly solidified and turned into yellow sand, which looked like gold grains. When it was sprinkled into the arena, the gold seemed to have turned into ornaments on the dancers, and the dancers showed crisp smiles Voice.

The other people did not fall behind either, and resorted to tricks one after another. For a moment, the venue became very lively.

After seeing all these people making moves, Fang Shanshui felt a little bad, as if a science student entered the liberal arts examination room, and was a little dazed for a while.

Sure enough, after giving the tip, those people turned back to stare at the master. Even the goblin dancers in the field also glanced at the master from time to time during the dance.

"Realist Yuan Qing, everyone is looking at you, hehe, as the senior with the highest cultivation here, you can't be justified if you don't show your skills." The bearded man put his wine glass and laughed maliciously.

Someone echoed the radical general: "Realist Yangshen must be stronger than us, let's just look at it."

Sure enough, these people seemed to feel that Master's aura was not right, and they wanted to try to make things difficult.

The figurine master didn't feel being made things difficult, but just dragged his chin and looked at the people who wanted him to show his hands. His red eyes showed a little confusion. How could he show his hands? Can eating these people be regarded as showing his hands?

But the apprentice seems to have something to do.

Fang Shanshui felt the master's thoughts, laughed a little, stood up, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Let me do it. I have always taken care of this little matter on behalf of my teacher."

Seeing the inconspicuous Fang Shanshui stand out, everyone was a little dissatisfied. Although Fang Shanshui was also a yin god, these people didn't take Fang Shanshui very seriously, just like the ancestor Huang Yun at the beginning.

Although Fang Shanshui didn't care about this, he found some strange things. For example, these people were the real Yinshen like him, but their aura was much thicker than his, as if they were not on the same level. At first, Fang Shanshui felt that his Yinshen already had Turning to the sign of the sun, he thought he had touched the threshold of the Yang God, but seeing these people in front of him, Fang Shanshui became uncertain again, so he had been sensing the breath of these people just now.

The dissatisfied people looked at Master Huang Yun, but the current Master Huang Yun was a little timid, without saying a word, he offered a glass of wine to Fang Shanshui, and kindly signaled Fang Shanshui to please.

Fang Shanshui pointed at the wine glass with his fingertips, and moved his fingertips lightly, as if drawing a symbol in the wine water. Ripples moved lightly on the wine water surface. The people around him didn't know what Fang Shanshui was doing, so they squinted their eyes. However, the next moment, Fang Shanshui had already lifted the wine glass, Spilled the liquid in the cup.

The spilled wine falls into the field like poured beads, big and small beads fall into the jade plate.

Fang Shanshui flicked his finger far away, and the dewdrops in the field rolled again, slowly connecting into lines and forming a talisman array.

The talisman formed by the water droplets immediately shone under the moonlight, as if corresponding to the moon in the sky.

"Wow—"

The moonlight seemed to be attracted by the talisman array in the field, and suddenly condensed into a bunch, like a ladder descending from the sky, falling from above and shining on the top of everyone's heads, a sense of coolness permeated into everyone's primordial spirit, immediately giving everyone a sense of relief. Brings a glimmer of benefit.

"Void Talisman!"

"The Spirit Gathering Array!"

A few evil people sat up straight and gave Fang Shanshui a straight look.

Patriarch Huang Yun and the other goblins were stunned, not because they knew how powerful Fang Shanshui was, but because they were a little confused because their full moon meeting was to perform lively dances and sacrifices, attracting the essence of the moonlight to irrigate them. , gather the crowd and have fun.

Unexpectedly, right after the ball started, the Moonlight Essence would be lured down by an outsider with a strange method. This naturally made them a little weird, as if they were pierced by someone just as soon as they got angry.

The dancers in the arena had already stopped their movements, and when they realized that the moon spirit with the full moon above their heads had been drawn down without them worshiping the moon, they immediately exclaimed and fell to the ground one after another, and stopped dancing. Keep kowtowing to the moon.

Fang Shanshui looked at the surprised people around him, put the wine glass on the table, and said flatly, "It's a shame."

The hand-figured master clapped Fang Shanshui's hands beside him, and his red eyes looked at the apprentice like jewels, emitting an intoxicating light.

Daoist Yangshen clapped his hands. Although he was applauding his apprentice, the others also applauded one after another because they couldn't put on a show too much.

Patriarch Huang Yun burst out laughing immediately: "Little friend is indeed a famous teacher who gave birth to an excellent apprentice. Come on, let's continue to drink, enjoy the dance, and the dance will continue."

The weasels worshiping the moon in the arena hovered and receded, and a bunch of new dancers came out to start a new performance.

The bearded man looked at the flurry of demons in front of him with great interest, and said to Huang Yun's ancestor in the chief seat: "Old Huang, we have come here four times this month. Today is the first time you have such a big battle."

Patriarch Huang Yun shook his head, expressing that he did not discriminate in treatment: "Today is our monthly full moon dance, and you came by coincidence."

A goblin who knew about it helped Patriarch Huang Yun to smooth things over: "Yeah, it's been so lively here since the fifteenth day. The goblins on the lower floor are probably still watching our broadcast here, and it will be more lively over there."

The Kuchan old ghost who closed his eyes opened his eyes: "Huang Yun, you have to give us a correct answer this time, right?"

Hearing the old ghost of Kuchan's words, Patriarch Huang Yun pondered for a while, and a vixen next to him asked, "What is the purpose of you coming to find Patriarch? It seems that I heard that you are digging for some treasure? Go to the right path Digging under the eyelids?"

These days, the purpose of the bearded man and others has also been spread, and most of the goblins have heard it, but the inside story is not very clear.

The bearded man smiled and said: "That's right, it is indeed to dig treasures. We took a look and there were people watching the place on both sides. We don't want to dig it openly, so we came to ask the ancestors for advice. You here There are the most goblins burrowing into the mountains and escaping into the ground, and you, the ancestor, are also a master, so we came here this time to borrow some people, otherwise we would not be able to bring out the things we found."

A goblin asked, "What kind of treasure is it that deserves all your efforts?"

The bearded man smiled without saying a word, and the people around him drank their own wine, and the fairies naturally knew that the bearded man would not speak easily.

Patriarch Huang Yun: "If the righteous way finds out, I'm afraid the little demons under me will suffer. Those people of the right way have prejudice against us. Although my old man Shudongfu is not afraid of these people, but if we Taking such a big risk, what benefit can you give me?"

Fang Shanshui silently took a bite of the peach that his master had cut for him, and listened to what these people said.

What are they trying to dig?

The figurine master didn't care much about those people's conversations. Seeing the fruit with spiritual energy here seemed to satisfy Fang Shanshui's appetite, he cut a fist-sized grape for the apprentice.