The Taoist room is empty, and the furnace burns incense.

Du Guan Xuan Zhenzi, who sent away the disciples of Qingwei Palace, informed the Lord of the purpose of Dehong Taoist 1510 and talked about it.

After finishing speaking, he looked at the Duyun Pole Viewer and asked:

"Senior brother, do you think this matter is true or false?"

"When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and now there is no point in dwelling on the true and the false! Yan Zhen is my disciple of Yunjiguan, how can I see that his reputation is tarnished behind him? ”

The Yunji Doctrine is solemn and strict, setting the tone for this matter and the direction of discussion.

Du Guan bowed his head lightly when he heard this, and looked thoughtfully at Du Jiaojue Zhenzi:

"Senior brother, you have learned the most and dabbled in the most miscellaneous techniques, do you know what kind of Taoism this art of removing the head of immortality is?"

Jue Zhenzi groaned slightly:

"The avenue is heartless, and it runs through everything. It is not uncommon to take off the head and not die, and some market juggling also often appears. ”

"Since Patriarch Fuluan is called the Tao, it shouldn't be a trick!"

"As far as I know, among the seventy-two techniques of the Earth Evil, there is one technique, which is called [Continuation]. It is rumored that even if it is decapitated, it can grow with a snap of a finger and be unharmed. There is another technique, called [Fragmentation], which can fragment any limb of the body and restore it to the same as before. ”

"If what Dehong Daoyou said is true, this technique should most likely be a [fragmented] technique."

Du Guan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What is this magic power?" ”

All said: "Since you are in the realm of evil, you can naturally be a great supernatural power." ”

Du Guan Wendeng became excited, and looked at the Lord of Yunji Guan: "Senior brother, do you want your junior brother to prepare a generous gift and take a trip to Fuluan Temple?" ”

The Lord of Yunji Guan did not answer, but he said that Jue Zhenzi added:

"Senior brother, don't worry, is it a fragmentation technique? It's just me! Yan Zhenzi left the view as a young man, and practiced Yijiazi in Huayin Mountain, which can be described as sincere as a young man, whether he can recognize the preciousness of the Tao, it is not yet known, and the art of beheading immortality may be just a blind method. ”

When he heard this, his face stiffened slightly, and his face suddenly became tangled again.

"Prepare a generous gift, let's take a trip! Whether it's a pseudo-technique or a true art, the wood has become a boat, and my Yunjiguan can't destroy the Fuluan Guan Taoist system because of this, right? ”

The Lord of the Cloud Pole opened his mouth.

Du Guan: "But if it is a pseudo-technique, it will change my Yunji Guan Ben Erjing Method, won't my Yunji Guan become a laughing stock of Daomen?" ”

Hearing this, the Lord of the Cloud Pole Observatory shook his head:

"A lonely light is a little firefly, scattered into a sky full of stars. The three-scene Dao method created by my Yunji patriarch is also the head of the family, and now it is scattered all over the world with the Ben Erjing method, which can be regarded as a branch and leaf, and it strengthens my Taoism, how can it be a laughing stock? ”

As he spoke, he held a fire clip and sent a grain of crushed carbon into the furnace, which suddenly burst into flames and spewed out a cloud of sparks.

"Well, if it's a kind of fragmented supernatural power, you can invite Fuluan to watch the birthday ceremony of my Yunji Patriarch in October!"

The Cloud Pole Viewer added.

Du Guan was stunned when he heard this, and then looked thoughtful.

……

……

The theory of luck is probably true.

The interception of the luck of the Shoushan vein probably exhausted all the luck that Mo Chuan had saved.

For the next week, he never picked up any new incense.

sent Huang Buyu to investigate the matter of the sealing of the north by the top five demon Lu, but he did not report it for a long time.

Okay, if the mountain doesn't come, I'll go there.

As a result, I walked through two small cities, and although I encountered a few ghosts, they were all remnants of the climate.

Don't say it's harmful, if you really meet people, it's also them who are unlucky.

After walking down this week, the Mochuan people were not in a hurry, but the purse was in a hurry.

It turned out that before that, he exchanged the silver in his hand for gold and brought it back to the real world.

Ten taels of silver for one tael of gold.

He exchanged it for a tael of gold, leaving only a little silver and copper to cover his daily expenses.

Thinking about a tael of gold, there are 20,000 yuan at least the market price.

As a result, I ran to weigh it, good guy, only 31.6 grams, and the estimated value was more than 12,000.

Even if you go to a few houses, this is the case.

It was only then that he realized that the two worlds were different in terms of weighting!

Definitely, the wealth shrank by half in an instant.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing, it's selling too much, and maybe it will attract special attention."

At that time, Mo Chuan comforted himself like this.

The first time he sold gold in his life, he knew that he had to register his real name to sell this thing.

Fortunately, he didn't sell much, and looking at the dense list of registration information on the registration form, it shouldn't be noticeable.

As a result, he never expected that the real world was deflated, and the incense world was deflated.

——A rich person like Zhang Yuanwai is not so easy to bump into.

"Save some flowers, I don't know if the gold in the real world can be brought back to the incense world?"

"I haven't tried it before, but if you have enough money one day, you can try it."

"If it doesn't work, I'll go to the gambling house to get some change and spend it."

Mo Chuan was secretly worried, and there was no pressure in his heart.

Can a living person suffocate to death?

It is worth mentioning that during the period, someone from Yunjiguan came, prepared a big gift, and took away the art of fragmentation.

Leave a festival invitation at the same time.

Fuluan Lao Dao was quite excited about this.

This is said to be a birthday festival, but in fact, it is also a conference on Taoism.

In the past, Fuluanguan was in decline, and the resources of the carriages and horses were stretched, so this kind of festival was naturally able to hide, so that in the end no one invited.

Now that the ancestor has returned, the Taoist system will be prosperous, and it is time to show his face.

Compared with the festival of Yunjiguan, Mo Chuan is more concerned about the movement of Qingwei Palace.

As a result, he waited until he intercepted a new incense, and Qingwei Palace did not send anyone to take away the ghost and immortal descending technique.

This made Mo Chuan regretful, but he had to praise in his heart, it is not a good thing to adhere to Taoism.

To be honest, if it weren't for Aiwu and Wu, he would have some opinions about Fuluan Daotong.

As a disciple of the Taoist Sect, he does not cultivate supernatural powers, but focuses on worshipping ghosts and descending to beggars, how do you think this way is extreme?

This is also the fundamental reason why he passed down the Ben Erjing method.

Of course, these are personal opinions, not for outsiders.

……

Let's say that when Mo Chuan felt the new incense, he was surprised in his heart.

Because I looked at it with incense as a mirror, I actually saw a group of ghosts.

He looked amused, and then fled through the incense passage.

As soon as Fang appeared, there was a deafening thunder in his head.

Following the sound, I saw hundreds of blue-faced and fanged people, beating cowhide drums, holding knives, forks and halberds, stepping on Qigang steps, and coming with great momentum.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan hurriedly flashed to the side of the road.

The group did not embarrass him, and roared down the long street.

Behind him, more than a dozen gods with heads bigger than their bodies staggered and stepped on unique steps.

When they saw Mo Chuan, they all held the dust and blessed them.

Then, a team on stilts, against the backdrop of the night, like a group of elves, and like spiders patrolling the streets, clattering by, so wonderful.

Mo Chuan looked at the rarity, and hated that he had two less eyes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Before the stilt team could understand it, another burst of leading drums came, but they saw two bare-chested men beating the spirit drum a flowery float.

Exactly: Thunder Drum Drum Shrine, Spirit Drum Drum Society Sacrifice.

On the spirit drum float, a graceful woman doesn't know which way she is playing, sitting quietly like a pine, not smiling, and graceful and atmospheric.

When I saw Mo Chuan, I didn't know if it was because of the rare Taoist priests, or it was rare to see such a handsome Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth, but he actually smiled slightly.

attracted Mo Chuan to give up again and again.

"Slow down, slow down!"

At this time, both sides of the road were already crowded with spectators, who were chasing the team with excitement on their faces.

There are even more elderly people who dot on their children and grandchildren, chasing naughty children with inconvenient steps.

"Dare to ask the old man, what is this for?"

Mo Chuan pulled his throat and asked an old man beside him who was watching the excitement.

"Shehuo! It's Shehuo! Young people are coming for the first time, right? ”

"Ah, yes!"

"That's blessed, come, ask the gods for a silver zhu, and bless the children and grandchildren to be safe and sound, free of illness and disaster!"

The old man pulled Mo Chuan.

It just so happened that a big-headed god came to the team!

The old man hurriedly approached, stretched out his hand to wipe a little paint from the face of the big head, and pointed it on Mo Chuan's eyebrows.

Mo Chuan smiled.

"Uncle Xie!"

"You're welcome!"

At this time, the teams of the gods had already passed.

Behind them are the private clubs.

But I saw a Yangge team with a colorful face, shaking their heads in the sound of rubbing cymbals, taking three steps forward and one step back, twisting the cheerful rhythm, and trampling on the long street.

Further back, the two golden-eyed and silver-toothed, hard-dressed and double-eared lions, follow the rhythm of the drum, joy, anger and sorrow. Leaping or quiet, happy or angry, quite a bit of the joy of the frame drop beast.

The more Mo Chuan looked at his eyes, the more bright he became, and before he knew it, he had already blended into the team, looking left and right, it was really exciting!

"Oh, oh, oh-"

Suddenly, a high-pitched rooster crowed from the corner of the rich eaves of the street.

A gust of night breeze blows, and the big-headed gods, heavenly soldiers, Yangge teams, float goddesses, stilt people, frolicking children, and charitable old people in front of them ......

It was like a burst of corpse dust and green smoke, curling away.

It's dawn.

But I saw that the streets were barren, the cobwebs were dark, and the broken walls were disturbed by fireflies.

Mo Chuan's shining eyes gradually dimmed.

He turned his head to look at the rooster fluttering on the eaves, and he blamed him, but finally sighed softly helplessly.

I have a ecstasy that I can't move, and the rooster is white all over the world.