The dawn in the east, the rooster cries and the dog barks.

The sky is just dark, and in the Chen family's mansion at the mouth of the Qingshui Canal, there is already an early servant Zhang Luo who has started the trivial work of the master's family for a day.

However, compared to the vitality of the front yard, the ancestral hall in the back yard is extremely quiet.

So much so that when there were whispers in the ancestral hall, no one noticed it at all.

Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be rumors of haunting.

In the ancestral hall, Huang Buyu bowed under the shrine, and asked God with a respectful expression.

In an inadvertent trance, the green smoke on the incense candle suddenly stretched and overflowed, like clouds rolling up.

Immediately, a cyan figure leaped forward, like a ghost.

Take a closer look, it is the Nine Shadows Immortal:

- Mr. Mok.

Unlike last time, Huang Buyu came prepared, but he took a closer look.

In that frightening glance, it clearly saw the hustle and bustle of the market and heard the vast crowd from the faint incense.

It was an old farmer selling chickens;

It was a small wonton for sale;

That's the woman of the market picking the fat and the thin......

This seemingly ordinary glimpse of the light aroused a surging tide in Huang Buyu's heart.

I especially remember the first time I saw Mo Shangxian, the fleeting deaf and dark realm, and the supreme yin qi that soared into the sky.

The comparison between the two is even more emotional.

Come to think of it, Mo Shangxian, who has reshaped his body, is already floating like an immortal, and the game is in the world.

"Disciple Huang Buyu, knock on Mr. Mo."

With his thoughts surging, Huang Buyu respectfully performed the disciple salute and said nondescript and ridiculous things.

"Looking for me early in the morning, didn't you find out the heel of the heavy stone?"

Mo Chuan asked.

- In other words, he left Jinghe County in a hurry precisely because he heard Huang Buyu's incense prayer.

As he spoke, he leaped slightly, and his figure fluttered away from the shrine and landed on the ground like a feather.

This heavy lifting is like a light scene, and Huang Buyu's eyes are hot.

"The immortal's eyes are like torches, and the disciple of the Nine Roads Immortal Family has already found out that the heavy stone is heel, and the stakes are very high, so I dare not delay it."

"Oh? Let's talk about it carefully. ”

"As far as the disciple knows, that heavy stone is a disciple of Qingwei Palace in Yunzhou, and he was killed a few days ago.

"Qingwei Palace disciple?"

Mo Chuan was slightly startled, and finally understood why Huang Buyu reported early in the morning.

Qingwei Palace, one of the three branches of Fu Zheng, is good at thunder law, and enjoys a reputation in Yunzhou.

Qingshui County is not in Yunzhou, but it is actually better in Yunzhou.

During this period, it involved local struggles for imperial power, which is difficult to explain in one word.

That's not the point.

The key is that Qingwei Palace is extremely repulsive to the theory of surrendering and possession.

The Five Great Immortals, the Four Great Gates, the Baojia Immortals, and the Great Jumping God, in their eyes, are all evil ways that do not enter the stream.

So it's no wonder that Huang Buyu is so frightened.

Qingwei disciple Chongshizi died in Qingshui County, Qingwei Palace will inevitably send someone to investigate thoroughly, and I am afraid that there will be another wave of chickens and dogs!

If the murderer can't be found, it is very likely that the county will be full of blood.

I can't say that I will worship the top of Fuluan Mountain.

"Have you ever found the murderer?"

"No, I didn't."

Huang Buyu said in a low voice, but his heart became uneasy.

It didn't know what it meant by Mo Shangxian asking it to investigate the heavy stone heel?

Is it to remind it to beware of Qingwei Palace?

Still is...... That heavy stone was killed by the immortals?

"The disciple was instructed by Mr. to find a cymbal under the fruit tree, and the disciple searched all over the Huangfeng Slope, but did not find the second piece, and asked Mr. Mo to forgive the sin."

As he spoke, Huang Buyu took out a cymbal from the blanket beside him, raised his paws, and offered it high.

Mo Chuan was full of confusion when he heard this.

Point?

Master Dao, when did I instruct you?

"Oh, tell me more about it."

Mo Chuan, who was full of inexplicability, still reached out to take the cymbal, and asked while examining it carefully.

When Huang Buyu heard this, he hurriedly said how it speculated on Mo Chuan's thoughts.

In the end, he repeatedly emphasized that only one cymbal had been found, and it was by no means another piece that had been hidden.

Mo Chuan glanced at Huang Buyu with a strange look in his eyes.

Then he tried to inject Yuan Qi into the cymbals, and suddenly it was faintly visible that the golden aura in the cymbals was rich by three points, but it could not be stimulated.

He flicked the cymbals with his fingers again, but he didn't want to, the seemingly thin copper sheet couldn't shake.

Obviously, without another cymbal colliding, it is difficult to stimulate its power.

"Poor Dao only felt that the taste of the fruit was quite different, but he didn't expect it...... It turned out to be a small chance. ”

Mo Chuan sighed casually, and looked at Huang Buyu:

"Poor Dao has heard about the yellow skin for a long time, but he has not studied it in detail, and you will talk to me."

Huang Buyu's heart trembled.

The immortals are unpredictable and have deep intentions.

Naturally, I won't ask it for no reason to ask for a seal, and if I ask at this time, it can't be......

Huang Buyu's heart was pounding, he felt something in his heart, and he couldn't believe it, he was afraid that this was an empty joy.

"Tell Mr. Mo, the way to ask for the seal lies in Jiazi's epiphany......"

Huang Buyu described it in detail.

It turns out that the method of asking for the seal is a kind of epiphany that originates from the consummation of the Great Dao.

When it cultivated to the great perfection of Jiazi and was about to transform into a human, an impulse and a trace of longing inexplicably appeared in my heart.

Desire to borrow the words of others and become human.

like a lamb kneeling at the milk.

After listening to this, Mo Chuan faintly had some conjectures.

Compared with the human race, the wisdom is mostly accumulated in the day after tomorrow;

Most of the longevity is limited to birds and animals, and wisdom is mostly inherited from innate.

The method of asking for the seal that Huang Buyu said is very likely to originate from the bloodline inheritance, and it can only be stimulated if it is touched by cultivation.

However, this is said to be a method of begging for sealing, but in fact it is a creation that robs people, and it is a real evil law! ’

Mo Chuan secretly thought in his heart, a little displeased.

I don't want to, touching the scene, Yun Jiguan has a passage of scriptures, and it suddenly comes to mind.

"The Taoist, the mystery of all things, the treasure of the good, the protection of the unkind!"

He subconsciously read it, and in a trance, he suddenly had a little enlightenment.

Compared with Buddhism's theory of retribution for good and evil, Taoism has a broader range of thought, and in a word, the road does not abandon the unkind.

In other words, even if you are wicked, the Great Dao is not excluded.

It can be said that the sky is selfless, and the earth is selfless.

Truly fair and undiscriminatory.

In the same way, even if Huang Buyu begged for the seal, seeking to harm others and benefit himself, the avenue is still allowed, and there is even a derivative method.

In a way, for the Great Dao, humans, beasts, insects...... There is no essential difference.

It's just that human beings overestimate themselves and think that they are the favorites of the Great Dao.

Thinking of this, Mo Chuan's heart swayed, not only the pleasure of enlightenment, but also more or less contradictions and unhappiness.

He shook his head, glanced at Huang Buyu, and suddenly a little excitement suddenly appeared in his chest.

"You're human!"

The sound fell, and the faint prophecy jumped up, just gushing out, and then suddenly falling.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when he was about to fall, the way of copying rose up, rolled up Mo Chuan's popularity, and poured into Huang Buyu's body.

Huang Buyu was at a loss at what the immortal said, and the prophecies that poured into his body made his eyes widen suddenly.

Its body swelled up like a balloon, its bones swelled, and the fur receded, turning into a young man with clear eyebrows with a flick of his fingers.

The boy looked at his hands with a dumbfounded face and tried to take a step, but unexpectedly, because he was not familiar with the humanoid gait, he fell to the ground with a pop.

I didn't know how to support my hands, but I fell into a dog and ate, and my face was covered with blood.

He wiped it over, looked at the blood on his palm, and laughed with a slight tremor in his expression, tears welling up in his eyes.