"Outsiders are really not welcome here......"

Looking at Wei Lai's suddenly disappeared figure, Mo Chuan sighed!

Pulling Wei Lai over is not only a temporary idea, but also a long-term plan.

The temporary intention was to rescue Wei Lai;

has been planning for a long time, but he has long wanted to bring people over for an experiment, but he has not found a suitable target for a while.

I never thought that the plan could not keep up with the changes.

actually pulled Wei Lai over by mistake.

In any case, Wei Lai's appearance can be regarded as completing the experimental results he has always wanted.

"Although there is only one isolated case of Wei Lai at present, judging from the situation that the headless ghost appeared and the Dao line plummeted, this world is obviously very repulsive to outsiders."

"If the theory of hell is true, there may only be a living deaf body here!"

"When a creature from another realm comes, if it is a soul body, it will cut the path, and if it is a physical body, it will be exiled directly."

"But in that case, how can my physical body last so long and not be rejected?"

"Could it be that my soul is a native being, so I have been accepted by the world? Or is it that the sacrificial furnace is hiding the heavenly machine? ”

"At the moment, it seems that there are both possibilities! In short, I am an extremely special existence here, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I have certain privileges, this is a place worth using! ”

Mo Chuan secretly analyzed the characteristics of the world, and countless possibilities rolled in his mind.

As his thoughts wandered, his mind fell on Wei Lai again.

"Looking at Wei Lai's words and deeds, he is either a traitor or a person with a pure nature."

"Whether it's the former or the latter, he shouldn't spread the matter around, at most inform the teacher."

"Still, I had to think of a reason in advance. In case you bump into it one day, you can have a rhetoric to deal with. ”

Mo Chuan secretly thought about it, and he wasn't too worried about the consequences of this matter.

His hometown is his greatest refuge.

He can escape back at any time, Wei Lai is aware of it, so what's the matter?

In fact, if you make good use of this experience, you can't make friends with Tai and seek benefits!

In that case, which rhetoric should be used?

Netherworld?

Xianjia Cave Heaven?

Kunlun Wonderland?

Still is...... A world in a pot?

Countless thoughts flashed through Mo Chuan's mind, and his thoughts wandered, and he faintly had some ideas, and the specific details had to be improvised.

After all, people's minds are treacherous and changeable.

It's often easier to trust what you're feeling and thinking.

Therefore, if you don't believe it, even if the evidence is ironclad, you will still have conspiracy theories and stir up nonsense;

If you believe it, even if it is ridiculous, you will be convinced.

Mo Chuan has seen a lot of this kind of thing on the Internet, so he naturally understands it deeply.

"But then again, where is this world?"

Mo Chuan picked up a scroll of Taoist scriptures on the ground and flipped through it casually, the confusion in his eyes became more and more obvious.

These Taoist scriptures were all purchased by him when he bought talisman materials online.

Most of them are Taoist theories, and they seem to understand whether they understand or not, and if there is a hidden avenue, it seems to be nonsense, which makes people scratch their heads.

Among them, there are many cultivation methods, but he doesn't dare to try them easily.

Having seen the teachings of the Fuluan View and the Yunji Temple, he knows very well that the Fa cannot be cultivated indiscriminately!

Many of the key lineages of the Taoist tradition are passed down from master to apprentice, and are not recorded in scriptures that are easily stolen.

Cultivating according to books indiscriminately, I don't know how to die.

So to be on the safe side, it's better not to try it lightly.

What's more, he has no shortage of cultivation methods for the time being.

Most importantly, he didn't know if there were cultivators in this world.

If so, where are they? Why let these texts proliferate?

In his thoughts, Mo Chuan casually threw aside the Dao Sutra in his hand, and his eyes fell into the sacrificial Dao furnace.

At this time, the young son of the Qian family, who at least had Jiazi cultivation, was scurrying around in the sacrificial furnace, chasing the monk of the lamp grass.

The monk of the lamp grass was also confused.

Half a day ago, he was pouring incense and practicing, but he didn't think that a childish Jiazi demon suddenly fell from the sky and opened his mouth to play a game.

How dare he refuse?

With a bitter face, I have been playing with it until now.

It's endless.

……

Seeing the scenery in the furnace, Mo Chuan smiled lightly, waved his hand, and the sacrificial Dao furnace came out, spitting out the Qian family's child.

"Oops! My ass! ”

The Qian family was caught off guard, sat on the ground with his ass, covered his butt and grinned.

Mo Chuan was surprised when he saw this.

This childish child is a ghost body, although there is a Jiazi Dao line condensed entity, but it is not a physical body after all, how can it hurt?

Thinking of his senses as a deaf body, he suddenly felt a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart.

"Is that you? You big liar, you said you would see who is fast, but you ran away! ”

The child of the Qian family, who was covering his stomach and screaming in pain, suddenly saw Mo Chuan standing next to him, his face changed suddenly, and he was about to rush with his teeth and claws!

No, the next second, his face changed greatly.

"My Body ......"

He exclaimed, he seemed to be completely fine, but the Tao Xing was falling wildly.

It's about to fall out of Jiazi Road!

Ignorant and turned into a ghost, he didn't know what was going on?

But instinct made him realize that all this must have been done by the Taoist priest in front of him.

He subconsciously hit the floor, and was about to disperse and run away.

"Boom-"

I didn't want to, but in exchange for grabbing the ground with my head, it was a solid collision sound, which made him scream in pain.

His hands rubbed his head desperately, as if trying to rub the pain away.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Seeing this, Mo Chuan asked sharply.

"I—I know it's wrong, sir!"

The memory buried in the depths of the soul wakes up at this moment, and the child has a kind of picture of returning to the time of private school, making mistakes and being taught by Mr. in a trance.

"What's wrong?"

"I—I don't know! Sir, I was really wrong! ”

The childish child panicked and admitted his mistake, and at this moment, a mysterious voice suddenly came from his body.

- But it was the realm of Jiazi that quietly shattered.

"Wow-"

The child couldn't hold back any longer, and he cried out loud when he pulled his throat.

Speaking of which, although he lived for sixteen years, he was trapped in the deep mountains and old forests for eleven years, and there were no people all year round, how could his mind grow?

After all, it's just a child who has been affected by the hole of the great murderer!

"Shut up!"

An angry reprimand made the childish child subconsciously close his mouth and look at Mo Chuan with tears on his face.

"I don't think you hurt anyone's life, spare your life for the time being, go in!"

Mo Chuan's heart moved, and with a wave of his hand, the sacrificial Dao furnace appeared.

The childish boy knew that it was vast, and hurriedly jumped into it, and the crazy plunge of the Tao finally stopped, and stabilized at fifty-three years.

……

In the sacrificial furnace, the lamp grass monk was glad that the demon boy of the mixed world had left.

I don't want to snap my fingers, but the demon boy of the mixed world actually went and returned.

This scene made him tremble with horror and bitterness in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, after the demon boy came in, he actually curled up in the void like a frightened quail, trembling.

I don't have the original spirit anymore!

Not to mention forcing him to play.

A closer look shows that his terrified armor and Taoism have disappeared as he goes and returns.

"This ......"

The monk of the lamp grass was shocked, and he didn't know what had happened?

In the next second, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the furnace, which shocked him, and he hurriedly hid in the teapot, for fear of being seen by him.

It's like facing the teacher's roll call, as an ostrich-like student.