Tianguanzi passed by and saw Fang Cai Chu Moyu kicking the corpse to the burial pit, and couldn't help but sigh.

Tianguanzi hides his identity, without a jade pendant, he will not return to the main altar, and he doesn't want to cause trouble, after all, the Daomen priest has laid out various formations here, if he makes a move, he will break all the formations and cause a heavenly earthquake.

"How much hatred you have for this kick!" Tianguanzi said that, and the gods returned in hiding.

Chu Moyu was startled.

He wasn't afraid, he thought it was the old master of the Daomen who rewarded him with a stick.

"You care about me! What's in your way, and you're not lazy. ”

Chu Moyu patted the dust on his shoulder, touching the epaulettes of the four bars of the Dao Gate on his shoulder, this Vajra Realm Taoist uniform has more benefits than the previous plain clothes.

In the past, the plain clothes carried a few corpses, but they couldn't resist the friction and broke them.

At this moment, twenty corpses have been carried, and the robes are not wrinkled.

In the formation, several more corpses were thrown.

"Is it necessary for a group of adventurers who disregard life and death to part, just to gamble on their success one day?"

Chu Moyu took a breath.

Just now, I also ordered a bottle of Daomen Coke in the shed, which was specially supplied to Daomen disciples.

If it weren't for the festivities of the Daomen, there would be not enough manpower, and whoever would dare to steal it on a sunny day and day would not be looking for death.

Ye Zifu once said that the Taoist classics have been published: "Opportunism is also the way of heaven, if you don't have its heart, it will be embarrassing and useful, if you have its heart, you might as well do it, if you have its heart and don't want to do it, and then regret the opportunity in front of you, don't take it, all day long crazy and restless and don't do anything on the day, it's really a killing!" Stupid pig is also. ”

Chu Moyu took a sip of it, and he found something.

"No, this smell is on the weak side, and the workshops of the disciples of the Daomen have begun to deceive."

You can't buy Daomen Coke outside, they are all specially offered for disciples to do things, and they are all distributed and customized.

Chu Moyu looked at the bottle, this bottle said first-order lower grade, the bottle is made of Ru porcelain open pieces, and the bottle is a bit heavy.

Chu Moyu has heard it, and he has also read it in the Taoist classics, the second-order high-grade bottle is made of Qianlianzi steel with the addition of pills, and the ingredients in the first-order lower grade are ordinary secret medicines, which can go to the heat of the summer.

The higher the grade, the different materials used in the bottle.

……

Chu Moyu drank it all in one gulp.

"What sound ......"

"Crackling ......"

"Flying armor?"

The sound is getting closer, the feeling of a behemoth.

It's in a hurry.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and rabbits are also a scarce resource.

"Could it be some kind of monster?"

Chu Moyu was sweating, anxious, and frightened.

The most beautiful scene caught Chu Moyu's eyes.

"What kind of world, what kind of person, what kind of Qimen flying armor is riding, is it flying armor, ...... slot"

Li Guanzhu rode Ye Zifu's motorcycle and rushed in front of Chu Moyu's eyes, the wheels of the motorcycle rolling and crushing the grass.

Li Guanzhu's eyes skimmed Chu Moyu for a few seconds, as if there was light, thoughtful.

In Chu Moyu's eyes, the person just now was already an old and faint person, with gray hair, and he didn't have time to carefully see what style of clothes he was wearing, and his speed was extremely fast.

Seeing this old man's cheerful hands pressing the terrifying Qimen Flying Armor, as well as the five swords on his back, it seemed so abrupt.

"It's so scary for ghosts to come out of the bushes!"

Frightened, Chu Moyu was paralyzed and rolled down into the burial pit.

At the moment, the mood is not calm.

Li Guanzhu tried to ride a motorcycle, recalling that night more than 4,700 years ago, when Yezifu did the same.

A mysterious light flashed like a lightning strike, and the shadow of Tianguanzi appeared, blocking Li Guanzhu.

Li Guanzhu instinctively reacted, and his body method was so mysterious, very good.

"Who are you, so lucky! The magic that can dissolve my two golden bodies. ”

Tianguanzi pushed Li Guanzhu and snatched the key to the motorcycle.

Tianguanzi is very familiar, the Taoist priest day and night, word of mouth, regarded as the Qimen flying armor of the night Zifu motorcycle, what is the magic of that.

It's all the stuff of the earth, and it's strange that the Daoist disciples cause trouble.

"Master Li Guan'er, you don't recognize me, with your cultivation, you can't reach the first-level priesthood, you can see this official, and you don't bow down!"

Tianguanzi roared angrily, and at this moment, the sky in this city was clear, and the day was instantly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the wind was howling.

"Are you...... You ......" Li Guan guessed the main altar of the Daomen, the heavenly official who resides in the Divine Academy.

According to the Taoist classics, the Lord of the Heavens cannot meet the Heavenly Officials without the opportunity of the Great Heavenly Realm! Therefore, I don't recognize it, the Tianguanzi in front of him has a delicate appearance, his body is overflowing, his son is unparalleled in the world, and the Mo Shangren is like a jade.

Tianguanzi's head emitted a glimmer of frost from the ninth-order Imperial Soul Holy Ruins, which loomed faintly, with a Xuanjizi on his waist, a Qilin Law Seal, a Heavenly Book Divine Lock, three divine runes, and a crape myrtle star umbrella in his hand.

Wearing holy clothes, the stars falling into the sky, and the accessories on his head are mysterious and mysterious, he has never seen it, and he doesn't dare to think about it.

Two long virtual belts, hanging from the top door ornament hairpin, fluttering in the wind, very joyful, elegant and easy-going.

"Greetings to the Heavenly Official!"

Lord Li Guan bowed, three times, three times, five times, ten more bows, then ten bows, then bowed, then bowed, then bowed, and then bowed, and bowed again.

After this set, Li Guanzhu began to sweat on his forehead.

After thousands of years of cultivation, when he met a heavenly official at the upper realm, he dissolved the aura of his own cultivation.

"Enough! Goodbye, your bones are all scattered, and the Daomen will lose another member of the Lord! "Tianguanzi is just pretending, his anger is far away, and the palm of the divine cultivator who is far away from the cliff of the desolation has woken up.

The head of the sect praised the sentence with a summons voice: "Don't be angry, the heavenly official!" ”

Li Guan's rules and regulations stand here.

Tianguanzi stretched out his hand, knocked on the fuel tank of the motorcycle, and shook the car.

"Sure enough, a tank full of oil, the night husband is enough for you to wave!"

Tianguanzi inserted the key back into the motorcycle and patted Li Guanzhu on the back.

"Yezifu's unfinished wish, let you complete it, this trip to help the imperial army, sweep the territory of Nanwu, Li Guanzhu, you want to go to the next level, congratulations."

Lord Li Guan prepared to bow.

Tianguanzi was not in the mood to linger any longer, a lightning bolt flashed, Tianguanzi disappeared, and Li Guanzi's self-enchantment body protection divine light of three thousand was restored.

Li Guan was pleasantly surprised, such an opportunity, he touched his beard, and felt that he had the blessing of the supreme magic method, and he would be able to be at the level of a god for another hundred years, and he would definitely go all out to go to the battlefield.

And here Chu Moyu finally climbed up from the burial pit, and the rain stopped in time.

"The sky has changed, who is passing by, making the sky full of rain."

Chu Moyu pointed to the sky and scolded angrily, how dare he scold the Daomen.

The old master of the Daomen may sharpen his knife and use the magic stick.

Chu Moyu's body has been watered, and the surrounding environment has changed.

At four o'clock on the mountain, the wind is in full bloom, and a thought is like every three autumns, the ice and snow cover the boundless, and the light released by the double moon in the sky gradually dims and is dull and colorless.

The white expanse of the world is covered with snow, and snowflakes fall from the sky.

The ice made Chu Mo Yu tremble.

How many people are willing to carry the corpse, and how many people persist in it.

The pressure of competition is invisible, Chu Moyu has survived, and he has also experienced despair, as long as there is light and temperature in his heart, grit his teeth, after the wind and rain, wait for the wind and snow to melt.

People in the world are busy with three dishes and one soup, and spare no effort to repeat farming, fishing, hunting, and selling...... Carrying corpses is much better than farming traders, that industry is not hard, and Chu Moyu will never give up.

Covered with the smell of blood, wrapped in mud and hands, miserable, cold and desolate face and eyes, pale and weak, barely gasping for the vast air in front of him, solemn and murderous Chu Moyu clenched his fists, returned to the road just now, the footprints just now, and the steps just now returned to the front of the formation.

There were a few more heads in front of the formation, a pile of broken swords, human blood, cheap meat, some of the sparse cultivators who came to break through the level, some of them were already blurred with flesh and blood, rotten flesh all over the ground, pus from the bones, and the stench was overwhelming.

Yes, it's dark.

The night will come.

Ice and snow can't drown the human bones in front of you, and even if they do, you have to dig them out and carry them away.