Mo Ling restrained the power of divine light and quietly approached the door.

"I don't know who this ghost-footed ancestor is and what kind of power he has, so it's better to be careful on this trip. ”

Mo Ling hid, waited for the two to chat, to listen to some useful news, after a while, seeing that no one came, the two really began to chat, at first it was just a short family, and then they began to talk about others.

"Lao Jia, why don't you see Grandpa Devil's Foot pulling people these days? After a few days, we all rely on some tea money to live, and the monthly money is too widowed. ”

The old man stood up and looked left and right, but no one came, and he was not worried, he smashed his mouth with a cigarette gun, and said:

"I heard the boss say that Grandpa Ghost Foot went to Li Yuanwai's house in Yishui City to grab a fetus some time ago, but he was injured by a fairy, and he was recuperating during this time. ”

"What kind of fairy is so powerful? Grandpa Ghost Foot will also be afraid?"

"It's not that Grandpa Ghostfoot is invincible, I heard Grandpa Ghostfoot say that it was all because of the deceit of the gods, the success of the sneak attack, and the help of Li Yuan's foreign family, so he was defeated, but..."

Lao Jia said this, waited and waited, his voice was deliberately prolonged, and the person who was waiting for the question was anxious, and hurriedly asked:

"But what? Lao Jia, what else are you selling with me?"

Lao Jia saw that this person was in a hurry, and naturally felt a little proud in his heart, so he said:

"But Grandpa Devil's Foot also hit the fairy hard in every possible way. ”

When the man heard this, he exclaimed:

"It is worthy of Grandpa Ghostfoot, it is reasonable for this fairy to occupy the right time and place to defeat Grandpa Ghostfoot, but he was seriously injured in this case, which shows that our Grandpa Ghostfoot is really powerful!"

The two chatted, but Mo Ling was surprised to hear it on the side, when he was fighting the ghost sea, he didn't see any ghost-footed grandfather?

Mo Ling pondered for a while, and then looked at the expressions of the two people, but he realized in his heart:

"This evil god also needs to be pious to believers, if the Devil's Foot Ancestor says that he hasn't even hit Mo Lingmian, how can believers be convinced? If they are not religious, how can they be supplied with incense every day?"

And although the Ghost Foot Ancestor seems to be far inferior to Mo Ling, it is not actually so. Mo Ling had a lot of incense at that time, and Li Dazhi was not stingy with money, and invited many Taoist monks to support him, and there were even more precious incense that didn't stop for a while, and with many blessings, the ghost sea was naturally not afraid, not to mention the evil god hidden in it.

But if you put all that aside and go it alone, the situation is different.

Mo Ling was not arrogant, and continued to listen, and the man then asked Lao Jia:

"Lao Jia, who is this immortal? Why don't I wait to smash his signature shrine and vent my anger for Grandpa Ghostfoot!"

Lao Jia rolled his eyes and said directly:

"Do you think this immortal has done Li Yuanwai such a big favor, Li Yuanwai will not say anything? The immortal is not far away, it is right in front of you!"

Lao Jia pointed to the top of his head and continued:

"It's the White God City God Temple on the mountain!"

After Lao Jia finished speaking, this person stopped talking, how could they not know how the white god incense was strong? Although they were not ghosts and gods, they also knew a little about the strength of ghosts and gods and the incense, just looking at the number of people, it was already very far behind, and the white gods were obviously stronger than their ancestors.

This man was silent for a moment and deliberately diverted the topic:

"Then we're going to open a teahouse at the bottom of the mountain?"

Lao Jia shook the cigarette ash and sighed slightly:

"The teahouse must not be able to open, the boss has been looking for a new store every day, presumably there will be results in a few days, and then we will move the ancestor away at night, and the ancestor will not dare to go out these days, and he will recuperate quietly below every day, presumably he is also waiting to move away, and then come out to show his magical powers. ”

After the two of them finished speaking, they didn't continue to speak, silently guarding the nightclub, Mo Ling knew that the Ghost Foot Ancestor was at his feet, so he didn't go to investigate first, and concluded that he would not leave in the next few days, so he quietly retreated and returned to the temple.

That old ancestor Dao Xing didn't think about it well, and after going back and forth in their lair, they didn't even detect Mo Ling's peeping.

Mo Ling had nothing else to do at night, so he pressed the agitation in his heart and waited for Li Dazhi to send paper armor and paper soldiers the next day.

Early the next morning

Li Dazhi took four or five servants, drove three carriages, and came to the temple early, Li Xuanji had been instructed earlier, greeted at the door, and the three carriages went directly to the backyard, Li Dazhi took a bag of silver money to Li Xuanji, said that it was an offering, and personally went to the front door hall to put a stick of incense, and then left again.

Li Xuanji did not burn these fifty pairs of paper armor and paper soldiers immediately, but waited until sunset and the pilgrims left, and then took advantage of the dusk to light a big fire, put incense in front of the fire, and burned it to Mo Ling.

Mo Ling accepted this physical offering for the first time, thinking about where this thing would burn, standing by the fire to take a closer look, but saw that the weapons and armor were attached to the incense, each of them was really like a gorgeous divine soldier, the divine armor appeared in the fire, and then turned into a divine light and rushed directly into Mo Ling's Divine Record.

"Fengshenlu can actually be used as storage?!"

Mo Ling was extremely surprised when he saw this, and hurriedly sensed the Divine Record, only to feel that there was an endless space within it, and fifty pairs of divine light shining armor blades were floating in it.

The paper armor paper weapon is made of extremely gorgeous, and there are cumbersome patterns painted on it, which looks extremely beautiful and atmospheric, Mo Ling looked at the armor blade, his heart moved, and he directly took it out and floated in front of him, looking at this divine light, but he sighed slightly in his heart:

"The armor blades look gorgeous, but they are made of meager incense, and they will definitely not be able to keep their shape for a long time, and they will continue to disappear, and they look extremely gorgeous, if there is no divine power, it will not be long in use, but it doesn't matter, just wait for me to refine it again." ”

After Mo Ling finished speaking, he directly opened the sealed divine record, and the incense was continuously taken out, constantly refining the armor of the divine soldiers, at first the light was great, but under the refining, it began to slowly gather the light, condense the entity, and the weapons and armor were refined according to Mo Ling's requirements, and each pair had two weapons: the whole body armor and stomach plus the spear and sword.

The armor is like gold armor under the refinement, the spear is like the silver spear, and it is as dazzling as a light spear at a rough glance, and although the sword is simple and unpretentious, it reflects the light of the sun and the moon, like the cold light.

Mo Ling refined for a full quarter of an hour, and spent a lot of incense before he was satisfied with putting it down, and included fifty pairs of armor and weapons in the Fengshen Record.

The front yard was occupied by the divine soldiers just after nightfall, they knew that they were going to issue weapons and armor tonight, and their hearts were naturally happy, Heishui's handsome armor and weapons had already made them envious, and they didn't feel it at all when they held the wooden branches and sticks to train every day, and they naturally looked forward to receiving the armor blade tonight.

Mo Ling came to the front yard, the eyes of the divine soldiers looked at it unconsciously, Mo Ling didn't answer, flew directly in front of him, with a wave of his right hand, the fifty armor blades emitted light and floated in the air, looking around him, he only felt handsome and extraordinary, heroic.

Mo Ling had already told Li Dazhi earlier that this weapon and armor had to be heroic and handsome, after all, Mo Ling didn't want the divine soldiers around him to look like ghosts in the underworld!