The Wujia Great Demon Lu Fengbei and Daomen really have an unknown connection!

Mo Chuan sighed in his heart.

Lu Fengbei tempted his "Huang Zheng Dazhai" in the fight;

and the Taoist robe he prepared with him, which had long made him think of this.

Now that it has been confirmed, my heart is suddenly born, and there is also a bit of yin owl.

"What is the scale of the temple? Can you find other ghosts and fairies? ”

Mo Chuan asked.

He was very worried, Lu Feng Beiming was a Taoist ghost and immortal, feasting on incense;

Behind his back, he snatched people's essence and cultivated ghost bodies.

I am more worried that this is a nest of snakes and rats, and the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked.

Taoist priests are demons, and they must be more terrifying than demons.

"Mr. Hui's words, there is only one elderly master in that Taoist temple, and the disciple is worried about startling the grass and snakes, so he doesn't dare to investigate carefully!"

Huang Buyu said in a low voice.

In fact, it is not so much that he is worried about startling the snake, but that he is worried that this will be Mr. Mo's test.

The fate of the five great demons must not be underestimated.

If he investigates in advance, whether he finds it or not, he will be unable to defend himself if he has no way out.

In this case, it is better to take the initiative to report, if there is a discovery, with Mr. Mo's generosity, he will definitely not be treated badly.

If it is not found, it will not lose a frank report.

"Well done." Mo Chuan nodded.

As he spoke, Huang Buyu suddenly looked at the dark night.

Seeing the deep grass stir, a nine-inch-tall little monk came out, and it looked at Ya San'er who was crawling next to the cow's nose, with a strange and shocked expression.

Is it true that the lepery face wolf king said?

"Yo, the little mage is back?"

Seeing the Lamp Grass Monk, Mo Chuan's tone suddenly became sarcastic.

"The little monk disappointed the Taoist master, the little monk is guilty, the little monk is willing to think about it behind closed doors and ask the Taoist master for mercy."

The monk of Dengcao knelt down with a puff and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"You're going to beg for mercy, haven't you thought about it behind closed doors? Are you meditating and cultivating?! If you can't do this little thing, you will be punished for halving the incense in March. ”

Mo Chuan reprimanded, waved his sleeves, and put the lamp grass monk into the sacrificial furnace.

This scene was seen in Huang Buyu's eyes and touched in his heart.

If you mess up, it's just to cut the incense, and the immortal chief is really merciful!

I don't know what kind of chance this lamp grass spirit has, but it actually entered the eye of the immortal chief and entered the immortal family?

Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be a master and apprentice.

Thinking of this, Huang Buyu subconsciously glanced at Ya San'er, and vaguely guessed the relationship between the Lamp Grass Monk and the Immortal Chief.

The immortal chief had said before that he had already raised a grass and a ghost, and it would not hurt to raise a thin dog.

Obviously, this lamp grass essence is at best just a pet for the immortal to enjoy.

To put it mildly, it's a watchdog.

It's completely different from what we were looking for.

We're going to apprentice!

The Immortal Elder also acquiesced to the title of our disciple, which is many times higher than them.

At this point, Huang Buyu's heart suddenly brightened, and he unconsciously straightened his chest by three points.

"Let's go! Go and take a look at the grave of the great demon of the five armors. ”

Mo Chuan, who took back the lamp grass monk, waved his sleeves, and the incense surged, rolled up Huang Buyu and Ya San'er, and escaped into the incense channel.

In the blink of an eye, it moved thousands of miles and landed on the back wall of a private house.

This place is the Changlan City that has experienced the massacre of the city not long ago.

——The feat of Yan Zhenren sacrificing his life for righteousness has long been spread with the preaching of the Daomen. There is no shortage of sincere worshippers in the city, and Mo Chuan escaped with the help of this incense.

Huang Buyu, who had already seen Mo Shangxian's thousands of miles away, was still shocked when he saw it again.

This is a great power!

As for the wolf demon tooth San'er, he was directly scared stupid.

Its little experience and wisdom, but a teenager, where has he ever seen such a method?

I just feel unfathomable.

"It's getting dark, let's start tomorrow!"

Mo Chuan looked up at the sky and arranged the itinerary.

As he spoke, he waved his hand and put Ya San'er into the sacrificial furnace, and then led Huang Buyu to find an inn and stay.

Huang Buyu naturally has no objection to this.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Chuan had just opened the door when he saw Huang Buyu standing outside the door with a copper basin.

That courteous gesture made Mo Chuan very emotional.

After washing, he led Huang Buyu to eat a bowl of green onion ramen on the side of the street.

The light oil flowers floating in the soup noodles do not taste as good as yesterday's bowl of wild vegetable wontons, but they are also suitable for a day's breakfast.

After breakfast, Mo Chuan hired another carriage, and then left the city and headed for the suburbs.

This morning's drink and peck, look at Huang Buyu's eyes, there is a different taste in his heart.

After the carriage reached a small village at the foot of Xinghuan Mountain, it stopped.

But it's the end of the road.

The mountain road ahead is no longer a smooth road for a horse-drawn carriage.

Huang Buyu grabbed the fare, one person and one demon, and walked to the mountains.

Without the coachman's six ears, and the mountain road was boring, Mo Chuan simply inquired about Huang Buyu's feet.

Huang Buyu saw that Mo Chuan was very interested in talking, and hurriedly took the opportunity to tell him about his strange experience.

It is not only to please the immortals, but also to accept the name.

Huang Buyu Demon was born for seventy-seven years.

In his words, it had lived for nine years when it was born by chance.

Babies are born with the seal, and so is Huang Buyu, who was born as a demon.

It walked in front of and behind the human window in ignorance, learned human language for a few years, and learned private school for a few years, until its wisdom gradually opened.

One day, I happened to see a family asking the goddess to appease the child's fright, and saw the four major immortal families doing business, so they took the opportunity to take a relationship and worship the hall.

This worship is twenty years.

Until a willow fairy at the entrance of the hall, because the farmhouse renovated the house, was turned out, shoveled to death, and the hall was dissolved.

Huang Buyu relied on his professional skills, caught the disciples of famous and lay people, recruited a few spirits, and formed a horse fairy hall, which has been passed down to this day.

During this period, Tangkou changed several immortal families.

Either killed by mistake by humans, or killed by spirits.

Huang Buyu can be regarded as a blessing from heaven, there is no danger along the way, and he has cultivated to the realm of Jiazi.

In Qingshui County, I don't dare to say that the scorpion is poisonous, and it can be regarded as a famous demon.

After listening to Huang Buyu, Mo Chuan was quite emotional.

Cultivating is difficult, and cultivating spirits is even more difficult.

Before Jiazi, if you have an epiphany, it's just that;

If not, it is actually stronger than ordinary animals, especially small animals to become spirits, and it is more difficult for demons to be born.

It is not easy to be beaten and killed, and hunting with peers abounds.

There are only a few people like the wolf king who whistling like the wind after all.

First, the base of meat eaters is small, and the essence is naturally less;

Second, it becomes the climate, and it is easy to become an opportunity in the eyes of high monks and Taoists.

It is said that the shortest way to walk with a confidant.

In Mo Chuan's opinion, the road to listening to stories is also short.

During the chat, the two of them had unconsciously climbed the Taoist temple in the mountain.

Seeing that Taoist temple, Mo Chuan was a little surprised.

It is said to be a Taoist temple, but it is actually three humble houses, and there is a yard with weathered stone chips at the door, and there are chickens and ducks in it.

Mo Chuan patted his clothes, and was about to knock on the door to visit, but he didn't want to hear a babbling sound from a mountain trail next to him.

When I followed the sound, I saw a man with a black face.

He rushed over with a child on his back, followed by several barefoot peasant women.

"Captain Fang! Fang Dao Chief! ”

Before the people ran to the door of the Taoist temple, they shouted anxiously.

"Squeak-"

The door opened, and a thin old man walked out.

"What's wrong?"

"I was bitten by a snake, my lips are black, Fang Daochang, you can save my baby!"

The barefoot peasant woman who came with her was so anxious that her old face turned red.

"Okay, come in, get in, get in."

The thin old Taoist priest hurriedly greeted.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan followed in quietly.