The young Taoist priest pursed his lips nervously, in the hot weather, his hands and feet were cold, like falling into an ice cellar, trembling slightly, and cold sweat broke out between his back and forehead.

"How can a living person disappear if he can't say it? Is it possible...... Could it be that the person I just met was ...... at all Not human at all? So...... Is he a ghost, or is he a fairy?"

The heart was pounding, and the young Taoist priest looked at the fortune-telling booth, where three red and bright banknotes were lying quietly, and quickly reached out to pick them up, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it is not like a horror movie watched in the mountains, and the money becomes a dead money when you take it in your hand.

It's silky......

This feel......

Judging from his experience in collecting incense money on the mountain for so many years, this is definitely not a fake money, but a real banknote!

I just don't know if this real money is clean or obscure.

"Maoshan is the ancestor of the ancestors, please bless the unscrupulous disciple Chen Xuanhe to turn evil into good fortune, everything goes smoothly, these three hundred yuan disciples dare not take it all, they will take out one hundred yuan to buy some melons and fruits fragrant candles to honor you. ”

The young Taoist priest still felt a little unsteady in his heart, so he took out a hundred yuan in pain, ready to buy a peace of mind and think of the person who gave him money......

Wait a minute!

The young Taoist priest's eyelids jumped, and he was stunned to find that he couldn't remember the face, body shape, and voice of the person just now, as if everything about him was shrouded in a heavy fog, unable to distinguish or distinguish, but vaguely remembered that such a person existed.

Incredible!

It's so wicked.

......

Mo Yan, who had disappeared, appeared on the top of a skyscraper out of thin air, looking at the endless stream of vehicles and all kinds of people below, his eyes did not fluctuate at all.

He left a time-space mark on the young Taoist priest, and in two days, the door of gods and demons opened, and he would be led into the ancient world.

Modern people are not easy to deceive, so let him go to ancient times.

Besides, with the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Talisman he left in the body of this young Taoist priest, as well as the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan True Thunder Decision, as long as his IQ is still in the passing line, he will still be able to mix up his personal appearance, and he will still be able to eat enough.

Like the little girl of the Tianyan clan, this is completely the psychology of planting a seed in the spring and wanting to see if the autumn can bear fruit.

On a whim, he casually gave them an opportunity.

His eyes fell on a bar called "Rendezvous" below, and the various desires and emotions that were wildly entangled in it were so clear in Mo Yan's senses, like a fire that swelled and burned, which couldn't help but flash a hint of deep thought in his eyes.

The power of pure and clean faith can hold a god seat high, so ...... The same original sin of various desires that come from the human heart, maybe it can also create something, can it give him a different surprise?

If these things are useful, Mo Yan doesn't mind making the best use of them and recycling waste, after all, the power of emotions and beliefs both come from the human heart, and they belong to sustainable harvesting resources.

Mo Yan has always been a man of action, and some ideas sprouted in his heart, and he didn't delay at the moment, he gently reached out his palm, as if he wanted to grab something......

In the next moment, the spiritual power generated by the fluctuations of all human desires of all human beings in Blue Star made him grasp it in his hand, forming a colorful and illusory light cluster with no specific shape, joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock...... Arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, gluttony, lust...... This is the convergence of the chaotic spiritual desires of countless sentient beings, even for ordinary gods or immortals, this is also the "poison of sentient beings" that can annihilate divinity, defile the Dao heart, and dare not be easily contaminated.

Mo Yan smiled, put aside the "poison of all beings" in his hand, frowned and pondered for a while, took out a blank five-star treasure painting, picked up the pen and painted, and after a while, a three-legged bronze furnace had jumped on the paper, its body surface was full of fairies, demons and Buddhas, and the fine reliefs of various creatures revealed a breath of ancient vicissitudes.

Name: Xuanxuan Creation Furnace!

Setting: A mysterious treasure handed down from ancient times, it has the power of Qiankun creation, the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods, and can smelt most of the bloodlines below the god level into a new bloodline......

Holding the scroll in his hand, the hazy light flashed, and a bronze furnace had manifested itself and floated in the air.

"For the time being, let's call you the bronze version of the Xuanxuan Creation Furnace. ”

Mo Yan muttered softly, setting the level of this furnace, this space has divided him into a small world, so he is not afraid that his actions will be seen by the people below, and then he took out a four-star figure painting.

The picture soon showed a demon with dark red skin, high muscles, hideous and ugly appearance, with sheep's horns on his head and bat-wings on his back.

Name: Oberon Fergus.

Race: Demon.

Personality: Brutal, arrogant, arrogant......

Rank: Great Demon Peak!

Abilities: Shackles of Darkness, Death Barrier, Hellfire, Curse of Aging, Transfiguration......

Setting: A powerful demon born on the 333rd floor of the abyss......

After writing the setting, Mo Yan shook the scroll, and a red-skinned demon with a height of nearly a foot appeared, his burly and sturdy body was wrapped with dark gray hellfire, and his whole body exuded a scorching and terrifying aura, like a prisoner who had just been liberated from prison, as soon as he appeared, he immediately tore his throat into the sky and roared, setting off bursts of sound that were visible to the naked eye.

After venting, the demon stared at Mo Yan in front of him with his fierce and violent, scarlet-dancing copper bell, and his voice was as hoarse and low as two rough hard stones rubbing against each other.

"Humble mortal, did you summon the great Oberon from the abyss?tell Oberon how you want Oberon to thank you, from head to toe or from foot to head......?"

Looking at the demon who was laughing wildly, Mo Yan slapped his forehead in annoyance, almost forgetting that the life created through the character painting would evolve a complete memory on its own through the basic setting, and the two stunned demons probably thought that they had summoned him through some ritual.

"Guy who has no eyesight, sit down obediently, and call you out to let you donate blood obediently, not to let you tear your voice and talk crazy. ”

"Human Warlock, how dare you ...... me in such a tone"

The demon Oberon was furious, he remembered that he had accepted the sacrificial summons of a certain weak warlock to come to this world, what he didn't expect was that a little warlock would dare to rebel against the great Oberon?

He raised his hand viciously, and then he sat down obediently.

His spirit and body seemed to be completely separated, and he obviously wanted to slap this Terran warlock who dared to disobey him to death, but his body seemed unusually obedient and honest......