"Alas, it's so easy to condense the soul body, yes, once back to the pre-liberation period!"

Mo Chuan opened his eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling, saying frustrating words on his lips, but a smile appeared on his face.

He got up and came to the refrigerator, took out a can of Fat House Happy Water, and poured most of it in one go.

"Whew-"

"Cool!"

Mo Chuan let out a long breath!

In the past few days, he has been suffocated by the old way.

Especially the beak has to fade out of the bird!

But he didn't dare to come back.

I was afraid that the body that was about to die would be nourished by the soul, and he would die suddenly to show him.

"What Ying, Xiong, gray head and dirty face, cold ...... back"

Mo Chuan hummed a little song, walked to the sofa with the happy water of the fat house, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it.

Yes, after leaving for a few days, except for a bunch of garbage advertising pop-ups, there was not even half a person looking for him.

"It's really a shame that it's worn, otherwise one day it will die, and the maggots stink, and no one will know."

Mo Chuan laughed at himself, raised his hand uninhibitedly, and swept all the bits and pieces on the coffee table.

In the jingle of the floor, with another wave of his hand, a row of objects was placed on the coffee table.

"Dao Master, I give up the spoils of the Cloud Pole View to seek the Dao, don't let me down."

Mo Chuan muttered to himself, took another breath of soaked water, burped, and between the bubbles in his nose, his eyes fell on these objects, and he looked at them carefully.

Not surprisingly, the objects that can be carried in the soul body are naturally spiritual objects.

If you look closely, you can see a few pieces of red bone, a few beads of different colors, a set of fluorescent robes, and a clay puppet.

Mo Chuan pinched a bead at random, and after some understanding, he had to put it down.

I have limited knowledge, and I really can't figure out what this thing is?

His gaze wandered, and his gaze froze on the clay figurines.

When I first saw the clay puppet, I was not surprised.

At this time, the more I look at it, the more grotesque it becomes, and an indescribable feeling arises in my heart.

It feels familiar.

But because it is too familiar, it is ignored.

What is it?

Mo Chuan picked up the clay sculpture and looked left and right, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Possess!

It is the possession of the soul body that longs for the protection of the body!

In a flash of inspiration, looking at the clay puppet again, where does it look like a clay puppet?

It is clearly a living fetus.

Mo Chuan's heart trembled.

He followed his deaf instincts, trying to dissipate his qi and possess it, but he couldn't do it at all.

Because between heaven and earth, there seems to be a dark coercion, restraining his form.

"Maybe this world is the Netherworld!"

Mo Chuan muttered, casually swept the objects on the coffee table into the sacrificial furnace.

A fierce battle, full of exhaustion.

Seeing that there was nothing to ponder about the loot, Mo Chuan simply covered his head and fell asleep.

Wake up.

Good fellow, the shattered soul body has recovered as before.

Taking the incense as a mirror, looking for the root and taking a look, in addition to Fuluan Guan incense, he actually had an extra tablet in a Buddhist hall.

If you look closely, it reads "Yunji Guanyan is really a real person".

"It's kind of interesting, I act as Yanzhen, so even if this incense is offered in Yanzhen's name, will it be my enjoyment in the end?"

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, his figure moved, and disappeared in the living room.

When he appeared again, he had already followed the incense passage and arrived at the Fuluan Temple.

He was distracted, avoided the sun, followed the shadow of the eaves, slipped out, and stopped at random in the back forest and mountains, looking for a place sheltered by green shade.

He took out the clay puppet, and without further hesitation, got inside.

Suddenly, the mud occasionally rose when the wind rose, the rough facial features quickly became clear, and the bare head grew long hair.

But after two breaths, a young man in his twenties jumped out.

Mo Chuan was stunned.

He looked down at his body, and then suddenly at his hands, and an indescribable wonderful feeling floated in his heart.

This clay clay puppet turned out to be a Kunlun tire.

Also known as: ground birth.

When Fuluan Lao Dao preached Xuanyun Daotong, he once coordinated the introduction of the world's spirits and ghosts.

Among them is the mention of terrestrial birth.

As the saying goes: everything can become fine.

The same is true of leylines.

The so-called earth-born fetus is conceived from the leylines of the earth, and after thousands of years of derivation, it can give birth to spiritual wisdom and enjoy supernatural powers, and it is the mother of the natural mountain god and earth!

In general, ground births are rare.

In Feng Shui, the points of the leylines are often born into the earth's birth.

Dig out the ground to give birth to a fetus and bury a direct blood relative, you can replace it and get the blessing of the earth's leyline.

Folks call it the dragon vein!

However, in most cases, even the dragon's lair may not be able to raise a fetus.

Even if the earth is raised to give birth to a fetus, the leylines may not be able to remain unchanged for thousands of years.

Therefore, the birth of the earth that really gave birth to spiritual wisdom is extremely rare, and there is only a record of a scale armor in myths and legends.

"The earth-born fetus is born and raised, embraces all things, and refines them into skins, which can be called a stroke of genius. No wonder Lu Fengbei will prepare a robe, and his feelings are already prepared. ”

"Wait!"

"The earth birth fetus needs to go through ten thousand years of evolution, if the years are too low, it is just a special-shaped ingenious thing, how can Lu Fengbei be so lucky and intercept it before the earth birth birth is derived from the spiritual intelligence?"

"Isn't it ......"

Mo Chuan lowered his head and sniffed his skin, the slightest hint of fishy sweetness made his face change slightly.

"No wonder Lu Fengbei is full of men and women who are extremely yin and yang, if I guess correctly, I am afraid that this is the birth of this earth with the breath of the human fetus."

Mo Chuan, who had figured out the cause and effect, had a complicated look on his face.

"A drink and a peck, is it predetermined?"

In a sigh, he took out the robe and draped it over his body.

Then he walked slowly to the edge of the shade of the big tree, raised his hand and probed into the sun, the warm sunlight sprinkled on the back of his hand, penetrating the back of his hand, and hiding blood vessels.

Mo Chuan's heart moved, he withdrew his palm, and counted the fingertip vortices.

Six buckets and four streams.

One is not more, one is not less.

"It seems that the appearance of this body should be the same as my true appearance."

Even if there was no mirror, Mo Chuan had a faint conjecture.

He raised his eyes to look at Fuluanguan, and saw that on the mountain road, there were endless tourists, and the incense was eternal, so he simply sat cross-legged under the tree and tried to leave this world.

He wanted to see if he was going back to his hometown this time, or was he wearing?

The field of vision is shaking, and the familiar living room is imprinted into the eye.

He hurriedly looked down, and the cyan robe came into view.

He hurriedly rushed into the bathroom and took a look at the water-stained mirror with a young man's long hair fluttering.

"I'll go!"

Mo Chuan was taken aback.

The face is still his stinky face, but the acne marks left by his youth have disappeared.

It's just a long flowing hair, how awkward it looks, full of sissies.

Mo Chuan had the heart to go out and cut it, thought about it, clicked on his phone again, recorded a video, and went to the incense world again.

After coming back and going through the video, I made sure that I was indeed wearing it.

That's when I was relieved.

However, this time back and forth, the idea of wanting to get a haircut quietly faded.

This long hair is just coiled up and inserted into a hairpin, which can somewhat avoid a bit of strange eyes and make it easier to act.

"Now I'm really going to become a disciple of the Dao Sect!"

"I have to find an opportunity, worship a Taoist temple, and learn a few real skills!"

Mo Chuan was secretly thinking in his heart, and he had a faint plan in his heart.

As everyone knows, the plan can't keep up with the changes.

While he was pondering the apprenticeship, a carriage sandwiched between the dart team drove into the official road leading to Xishan City.

"Luo Darthead, Xishan City is almost here."

A runner came with a horse, and with a respectful face with a whip and a fist.

"Ahem...... Got it, you go get busy, just send me to Yunji Temple in two people. ”

On the carriage, a black-faced man who coughed incessantly said in a weak voice.

- This person is none other than Huayin Feihu Luo Feibai.