A big oily and slick fresh and fat?!

Mo Xun had always been patient in Yun Chuhan's affairs, he quietly waited for Yun Chuhan to finish talking to the three of them, and put the spirit stone in his-yellow storage bag before pinching the neck of the big and shaking it.

"What are you doing? My old man's neck is going to be shaken off by you?! Wolf baby, how can you touch my old man's house? Do you have any spiritual treasure?! ”

The big rooster's eyes were full of gold stars, and even the red cockscomb was a little dimmed.

"I advise you to stop! I'm afraid you don't know my old man's status in the demon clan! ”

"Status?" Mo Xun raised his eyebrows, "What status?" Do you open your eyes and see who you are? ”

The big rooster flapped its wings and was placed in front of Mo Xun.

"My old man wants to see what you are...... Ga! ”

The big rooster temple spirit seemed to have his tongue cut off, and suddenly lost his voice.

Yun Chuhan tilted his head and looked: "Senior brother, what's wrong with this hall spirit?" ”

Mo Xun sneered: "I think I understand my status, so I don't dare to speak." ”

The big rooster was strangely unrefuted, quiet as a quail.

Mo Xun threw it on the ground, squatted on the ground elegantly, and raised his chin: "Nuo, think about what to do, stewed or roasted, it's up to you." ”

The hall spirit glanced at Mo Xun, turned over without love, and lay away from him: "My old man has been in the house for so many years, and the meat is all firewood, besides, my old man is a spirit body, and he can't eat ......"

Mo Xun rolled his eyes: "Spirits can also eat!" Hanhan: What do you want to do? Senior brother will cook it for you~"

The corners of Yun Chuhan's lips bent, sat down cross-legged, and stuffed a heaven-level spirit cultivation pill into his mouth, getting the distressed eyes of the big rooster.

He couldn't hold back, and chattered again: "The Heavenly Rank Spirit Pill is something that the Heavenly Rank Alchemist can refine at the right time, place, and people, and I don't know which alchemist has nothing to do when he is full." ”

"If you refine it, forget it, it will be so ruined by you dolls, and it will be wasted if a strong opening of the spirit cave and spiritual vein are damaged."

"Why is my old man's life so bitter, my old man just wants to catch a few people to have fun, and finally caught a few big injustices, maybe he can stay, and he also caught a few iron plates!"

"I see, it's me who is the one who is wronged!"

The big whimpered and made people have a headache.

Yun Chuhan listened, the current hall spirit was like a poor and lonely old man who had been lonely for many years and wanted to find a junior to accompany him, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy.

The big bean rolled his eyes, saw that Yun Chuhan's expression gradually softened, and said: "Oh, my old man is just playing a little harder, and he has been pinched and roasted again, it's so pitiful!" ”

The little nun's eyes were shining, and she clenched the long stick in her hand and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

When the big rooster saw that there was still a monk, he said even harder: "The monks don't get meat and fish, and the little nun must be reluctant to eat my old man." ”

Huixian looked into the distance and said: "Poor Ni went out in a hurry this time, but she didn't bring cumin, why don't you just cook it, and put some salt to make it delicious." ”

"......" the big rooster edamame fried, "What kind of meat do you eat as a monk, you still want to be more delicious, are you worthy of your cultivation?" ”

Huixian shook the stick and smiled: "Amitabha, the Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, this kind of eating will come from the poor nun!" ”

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The big went crazy: "Is that how the phrase "I don't go to hell who goes to hell?" ”

As he spoke, the big rooster howled again: "My old man is so miserable! So much to do with a game! I won't have a troubled conscience if you eat it, you guys! ”

Mo Xun picked up a stone and hit it on the beak of the temple spirit's chicken in the air: "Don't howl, withdraw the illusion, and consider sparing your life." ”

The temple spirit turned over, and Doudou's eyes rolled slightly: "Really? ”

Mo Xun's ears moved, and he said impatiently: "Three breaths! ”

"Withdraw, withdraw, hey, you, no, why are you in a hurry, you wolf......"

Seeing that Mo Xun's expression was not good, the big rooster's voice became smaller and smaller, and he muttered to withdraw the illusion of the palace.

"Shhhh

"Oh, people are so scared~"

"Amitabha..."

Yun Chuhan was also taken aback: "Senior brother, is this the spirit of the palace doing it?!" ”

The palace in front of him was paved with white jade, although it was not as dilapidated as Shicai, but it was even more gray.

They were now in a side hall, covered with dust and cobwebs, like the gates of the Abyss Valley.

But in addition to these, the most shocking thing is the white bones on the ground and in the corners!

The white jade floor was bare with a thick layer of dust, mixed with countless coagulated brown bloodstains, and between the bloodstains, there were sometimes white bones of humans or beasts!

The Great Rooster Hall Spirit was quiet at the moment, as if he had been choked by Mo Xun again.

Mo Xun stretched out his hand and covered Yun Chuhan's eyes: "Hanhan, just take a look, don't look too much, ask the chicken if you have something." ”

Yun Chuhan blinked, her long eyelashes swept in Mo Xun's hand, and she said in a muffled voice: "Senior, how can you explain these?" ”

In fact......

When it comes to Fang Cai, why she has to force open the spirit acupoint when the meridians of her whole body are damaged, it comes from her intuitive sense of crisis.

Even though the little old man's voice was not threatening, she always had a sense of urgency.

It's as if if something big would happen if you didn't do that.

That's why she worked hard to break that formation.

It turns out that the sense of crisis comes from here?

Even if the big rooster on the ground is stewed, his mouth is still hard: "My old man wants to find someone to play, these people can't even break the formation, they can't see through the illusion, what is the matter with killing each other and killing my old man?!"

It's not fun at all, and if you play and play, you'll die, and there won't be a single one that can fight, which really disappoints my old man! ”

As soon as these words came out, even Yu Xuanang, who had a low moral bottom line in the Hehuan Sect, was shocked: "There are such brazen people in this world!" Don't you want any face? ”

"Amitabha, this rooster is a spirit body, how can a person's face come from?" The little nun Huixian also had no smile on her face, and the long stick in her hand became tighter and tighter.

Among the bones on the ground, there were several parts of the body that emitted a faint golden light, echoing her life card from afar, it should be a disciple of Wu Zen Buddhism who strayed in and died here.

Yun Chuhan didn't quite understand the thoughts of the temple spirit.

If you can't play with him, you're going to die?

Where does this come from?

"Didn't they come to my old man's palace just to get a chance inheritance? If they get through it, my old man will give them a chance, and if they can't get through it, they will be trapped here, is there a problem? ”

Yun Chuhan unconsciously asked the question, and got such a natural but somewhat unacceptable answer.

"Is this the Cultivation Realm?"