it!

When Ponchai turned around again, he was scared on the spot!

In addition to the two seats in the front row, the two rows of seats in the back row are like stacks of arhats, not to mention dozens of people!

The small space was densely packed with arms and legs, and when he turned around, he happened to see Lu Deshuang's old face, who was being squeezed on the back of his car seat with a depressed face, and was pressed at the bottom by a bunch of translucent human figures, and his face was squeezed out of shape, right?

"So, don't think I'm looking down on your head-lowering technique...... Well, you get the idea!"

The puppet smiled and snapped his fingers again, and the invisible servants who had been crowded into a cart disappeared.

Only Lao Lu was left to get up, rub back his deformed face, and then grinned at Pengchai.

Frightened, Peng Chai quickly turned his head, he had a psychological shadow on this guy, the two of them had a face-to-face cross-eyed fight last night, and now he was disgusted when he saw this old face.

"Your Excellency Aoi Nian?"

Peng Chai couldn't help but be curious: "I wonder what the spell you used to make me speechless last night was?"

"Oh, that's the 'Tongue Cutting Curse'. ”

"What kind of mess did your master teach you? Why don't you know anything?"

"And even at my level, I can only call myself a 'Fangshi', and you are embarrassed to call yourself a 'teacher' just by relying on these tricks such as blind tricks and small illusions?

Pengchai's lame Huang Chinese made the puppet who was "setting" himself can't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and complain: "If this is known by those cultivators who are escaping from the world, you have to go to the door and weigh how many pounds and taels your head lowering master has!"

"Are there many cultivation sects in the Huang Kingdom?"

Peng Chai was in a cold sweat when he heard this: "Why haven't you seen it all the time?"

"Nonsense, it's all said that it's a retreat, where do you go up and see it?"

"Don't you know that after the founding of the Huang Kingdom, all things are not allowed to become essence, and if they become essence, they are not allowed to come out for activities?"

"In order to honor the emperor's holy decree of the new people, the sect of the world closed a Jiazi's 'zodiac ban', don't you know?"

The puppet didn't roll his eyes at him, and it was clear that he was bullying him and a Siamese foreigner had never seen the urban fantasy: "You are still not a cultivator from the outside world?"

Pengchai suddenly looked ashamed, and he didn't know what to say.

"Don't tell me, what kind of ancient sect head lowering master of yours is just a boast of the outer Dao Ye cultivators, right?"

The puppet said with a skeptical face: "We are ordered by the master to contact the sects born in the world and rebuild the friendship of fellow Daoists outside the world, if you are a wild cultivator with no roots, no foundation and no inheritance, we don't have to go to the demon capital, it's a waste of time!"

"No, no, no, we have roots! We have roots!"

Peng Chai panicked when he heard this, and he didn't care that he hadn't consulted Master Gu yet, anyway, he said it in a big way, and he completely forgot that just now he was afraid that this gang of people would kill their lair and take their lair!

"You have roots, so tell me where your roots are, and which branch are they in?"

The more Peng Chai said this, the more "unbelievable" the puppet became, and asked with a suspicious face: "Don't tell me, your master didn't even tell you about the origin of your sect?"

"This ......"

Peng Chai opened his mouth and stammered, Master Gu really hadn't told these disciples about this, only knew that he had indeed immigrated from the Huang Kingdom in the early years.

"Your master calls himself 'Qing Zhai', which should be one of the branch lineages handed down by the descendants of the three Qing Daoists of 'Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing'. ”

The puppet sighed, but instead helped Peng Guess analyze: "Is he not on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar calendar every month, he does not eat wine and meat, and fasts in retreat?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Peng Chai, Master Gu would occasionally retreat, but it didn't seem to be closed every month? And he didn't retreat for fasting, it seemed to be for refining little ghosts?

What these very powerful young people said, although Peng Chai didn't understand it very well, but he felt so powerful, no matter, recognize his relatives first!

"That's the disciple under the Sanmao Sect of the Shangqing Sect!"

"It's just that I don't know how it got to the Nanyang side, and the path of cultivation is not correct. ”

The puppet looked affirmative: "Could it be that what he cultivated was not the "Cave Xuanling Treasure Canon", but the spells in the "Outer Dao Zheng Fa Xiao" that fell out during the Tang Dynasty?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Although I don't understand what the puppet is saying, Peng Chai doesn't even know what he said, but he feels very tall and woody?

"Well, that's also a descendant of our fellow Daoists of the Shangqing Sect!"

"Sanmaomen and our Seven Star Sect, although they do not belong to the same lineage, they also have some origins. ”

The puppet said with a gentle face: "When your master arrives, check his 'spirit coffin', maybe you and I can still recognize a relative!"

Peng Chai couldn't help but be dumbfounded, do cultivators still have to have a certificate? Haven't you heard of this? Besides, Master Gu didn't say that he was a Taoist?

Hey?

Wait a minute!

Why did my master arrive?

Peng Chai suddenly reacted, in order to save his life, he seemed to say that his master Master Gu wanted to invite the Dharma Fighters to the Demon Capital to gather, right?

Could it be that this young man from the Seven Star Sect thought that he was going to meet Master Gu in the Demon Capital? But Master Gu is said to have sworn in his early years that he would never enter Yanhuang again in this life?

Finished!

Ponchai began to break out in a cold sweat again!

If they knew about it, and I just said it casually, would they just kill me and bury me next to the highway?

"Eh, look at you, why is your face white again?"

Probably recognized the relationship between "relatives", the puppet's tone and expression were obviously much gentler, and he asked Peng Guess with concern: "What's the matter?

"I didn't ...... Not...... It's okay!"

Pengchai laughed as if crying: "It's just a little bit not rested." ”

"You can't do this, your master didn't teach you the method of refining your body? Look at you!"

The puppet said sympathetically: "Cultivation starts with self-cultivation, if you don't have a good body, how can you persist in hard practice!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted Peng Chai on the shoulder, only to see a flash of milky white light, and Peng Chai only felt that he was trapped in a warm energy package, and he was affected by the cold qi of ghosts all year round, and the symptoms of body cold qi deficiency caused by it were immediately improved.

And last night, the imp died, and the internal injuries caused by the backlash were also wrapped in this warm current, and they quickly improved.

"What is this?"

Peng Chai raised his thin hands in surprise and looked at the dark and gray skin that shrouded him, a layer of glow like jade.