"Is it going to be liberated, has the Daomen collapsed, and those old masters were stoned to death?"

Chu Moyu happily hugged the top of the tree, and the horse monkey spirit was not as crazy as him.

The Daomen has stood for hundreds of millions of years, and if you say praise, it will fall.

What do you think in your heart, I don't plan to carry the corpse, I count on the end of the world, Yezifu doesn't have this ability, it's your turn to pray.

The Scribe Soul Clerk writes the history of the local Benguan tonight.

On the desk of the Shuling official, there is an interstellar navigation board map, what he can govern is the positioning of the characters in the city, he can see the three-dimensional image of the characters by clicking, this magical object, is a gift from the Heavenly Official Emperor to the Daomen, and the priests of the Daomen Divine Cultivation Hall have made a large number of supplies to all branches of the Daomen.

He noticed that the position of Chu Moyu, the corpse bearer of the four bars of the Dao Gate, had shifted a little, and a red alert was being issued.

"It's him again, see if I don't teach him a lesson."

The Shuling Officer held a rune in his hand, recited the mantra, and the rune flew into the sky above Chu Moyu.

The rune ignited a fire and struck Chu Moyu's body.

If it weren't for this set of Vajra Realm robes to resist for a while, it is estimated that the hair on his body would have burned out.

"If you do it again, it will make your soul scattered!" The Scribe warned once.

What kind of temper did Chu Moyu have, this fire completely burned the wine on his body, and the whole person was much more sober.

The earthquake did not affect the daily tasks and training of the Daomen.

Daomen disciples have their own places to go, and those bright lights on the mountain are Daomen disciples training.

"I envy them for being so carefree."

Chu Moyu carried the flying armor bag on his back and continued to carry the corpse to the burial pit.

"Ridiculous, I have an indissoluble bond with corpses?"

Chu Moyu laughed at it was not worth it, his head swayed, he felt that he was so nervous now.

"Keep carrying corpses, what's the trouble."

Chu Moyu is so unwilling, the days have come like this, there is always a process for the corpse bearer to go, and he himself often makes this kind of mistake.

It's been a few years since the corpse was carried, and I can't bear it like this, what kind of complaints, who will resist for you, who will carry it for you, and the family is broken, it is no longer the time to be willful.

"Take care of your mood and carry the corpse with a smile!"

"Calm down your emotions, a hundred dollars for a corpse!"

"Daomen is invincible, I want to be optimistic about carrying the corpse!"

Chu Moyu repeated the words with his mouth and mouth.

"Ah, I'll leave it here, let me see what blind box treasures I can find."

The corpse was lifted out of the flying armor backpack, and Chu Moyu began to search the pockets of the corpse.

"Yo, it's in stock, an ordinary rope."

"Slut! That's it? ”

"you"

Chu Moyu kicked the corpse into the corpse pit.

"For such a grand ceremony, you actually brought an ordinary rope and used it to hang?"

Chu Moyu doesn't have a good face.

Chu Moyu's stomach began to growl.

This will also be the door of the door outside the door of the food has not yet arrived, at least for a day or so.

There are still a few hours to go.

At the barrier on Daomen Mountain, there is a light, and there is a darkness outside the barrier, and this rain is coming.

It looks like it's going to rain for ten days.

Chu Moyu was not a corpse bearer in the Dao Gate, he had sufficient equipment to deal with all kinds of abnormal weather.

Habit so invincible.

Tianyan flying armor umbrella, do not need a handle, directly placed on the head of the top door, flying armor automatically buckle the mechanism, wrap the head, support the umbrella, no matter how heavy the rain is, the rain is caught by the Tianyan flying armor umbrella to block the outside.

This set of equipment was exchanged for four Fire Soul Stones.

Step by step, he turned back to the outside of the formation.

The cultivators were all Holy Light Protectors, and they didn't need any Tianyan Flying Armor Umbrella at all, so they didn't do it that way.

Rain, storms, are all insignificant weather for cultivators, because they will face a battlefield in the future, killing phantom beasts to practice, where is the world more terrifying than the current weather, there are pressure and lightning, magma eruptions......

Chu Moyu carried the corpse to the backpack, and his body was a little sleepy.

He has a heavy task and is short on time, no.

Daomen didn't stipulate whether he should be positive or not, anyway, all the corpses outside the formation had to be carried away.

Those who are lucky enough to be able to clear here, and if they have to pass the eighth level, they can worship the mountain and become a new disciple of the outer sect of the Daomen.

Thinking about the previous levels, the casualties were even more tragic.

What Chu Moyu was even more worried about was whether the treasures brought by these cultivators would be lost or used up at other levels.

Yes, Chu Moyu didn't care if they lived or died, just that after they died, the strange treasure left behind was his.

Daomen knows it, and it should be acquiesced, after all, carrying corpses is not such a glorious profession, only once a year.

Now it's twice a year, and it seems that there are too many casualties among the Daomen disciples, and the number of people urgently needs to be replenished.

"Yezifu is also too powerful, every time he comes, he pulls a group of Daomen disciples to be buried! It's not a genius. ”

Chu Moyu sighed a little envious, the more Daomen disciples were killed and injured, the more times they recruited outer disciples every year in the future, and the more opportunities they would have to pick up treasures in the future.

The more times there are, the more financial resources there are, and every time the corpse is lifted, you can receive silver and pills.

It used to be once a year.

Now twice a year.

"It seems that to make a fortune, you have to rely on countless deaths and injuries of Dao disciples and cultivators to send you to death!"

Chu Moyu laughed secretly, and he laughed in his heart.

Chu Moyu laughed so loudly.

The practitioner sees it in his eyes.

"A scruffy nervous monster!"

Yes, they boast of being extraordinary, only Chu Moyu in front of them is out of place, constantly moving corpses, carrying corpses, and walking back and forth.

Chu Moyu is something, not a thing, no one looks at him at all.

Chu Moyu's footsteps in carrying the corpse began to slow down, the heavy rain was pouring down, and the snow melting on the ground was freezing cold.

In the long years, how many corpses of cultivators have been buried here are too many to count, and there is no need to count.

Chu Moyu was lonely and lonely, he counted how many corpses he carried, and there were not many who could live, he carried eight cultivators who were still alive with broken hands down the mountain, and the people of their sect would come and take them away.

After being washed by the rain, Chu Moyu's body was stained with blood again.

The filthy dirt and blood of the corpses washed away from his head.

I can't see it, his eyebrows are delicate and poetic, his pupils are gradually blue with a fine green texture, and his eyebrows are dripping.

"Am I ugly?"

Chu Moyu glared at the heavens and asked such a humorous question!

Who did you provoke, a flower fell down.

I saw that the sky was under the custody of the two moons, and the two rays of light were intertwined with each other.

Tianguanzi and the concubine of the master of the Xuanmen Tianzi Mansion had a fight.

How many Twin Dao Sect cultivators look at the sky, and ordinary people see it just a light and shadow below.

People in the world are busy with things.

Chu Moyu thought it was a belt of brilliance, and he didn't pay attention to it, that piece of flower was the concubine's unique mysticism, this flower illusion hit people unharmed, but people felt a little bit of mosquito bites, if they hit the great cultivator, they could penetrate the opponent's third-order light shield.

Chu Moyu's side face was scratched by flowers.

"What's wrong with you female officials!"

Chu Moyu thought that this flower was a female official of the Daomen who was punishing him.

He has a lot of flowers, and the female officials of the Daomen are not as nosy as the old masters of the Daomen.

The female official of the Daomen is a county, town, and village within the jurisdiction of each city, and selects an outstanding woman to enter the Daomen, without assessment, without customs clearance, and directly enters the Daomen to study.

There is a female official in the door.

If you learn the Taoist classics and the primary divine skills of the Taoist Gate in the Daomen, you can go down the mountain and return to the local area to become a Daomen Dharma messenger, and directly enter the school to become a female master!

Yezifu said: "These female masters, put on the earth, are the female principals, and they are good at the exercises. ”

Yezifu never slaughtered the female master of the Taoist sect when he came into the world, maybe he took pity on the jade.