Bamboo and wood, birds singing.

Unconsciously, the sun is slightly sprinkled, and the east is white.

The demon tea party dissipated like smoke, like a bizarre night dream.

Regarding the whereabouts of the "Tanuki Daoren", Mo Chuan found nothing at the tea party. However, I heard about a few cat demons who were suspected of being raccoons.

"Where are you going to go next?" On the bank of the bamboo forest, the white-tailed green snake raised its head and asked.

"I don't have an idea for the time being, let's follow the clues provided by a few cave gods first, and then look for it, it's really not good......"

Mo Chuan paused, smiled slightly, and said:

"If it really doesn't work, then make some noise, if the Tanuki people are still in the mountains, they may take the initiative to find it."

"Oh? Daoyou, this is to fight for the position of the cave god? ”

Mo Chuan smiled when he heard this, but did not answer.

"This god Meng Lang, I hope you and I will meet again, we are already colleagues."

The white-tailed green snake said a tactful blessing, then turned its head and burrowed into the grass and trees, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Mo Chuan took a deep breath, looked at the hazy morning light on the ridgeline, and his heart moved, turning into a cloud of green smoke and escaping into the mountains.

Where the wind and clouds surge, the red glow breaks through the sky.

When the first morning sun crossed the mountains and sprinkled into the dense forest, Mo Chuan had already arrived at the cave of Jiuyao Mountain.

This is a big cave.

The entrance is quite spacious, and the stampede marks left by pedestrians can be faintly seen around.

In the center of the cave, a simple stone carving incense offering platform is full of melons and fruits to worship, and the clusters of incense offerings are stacked like mountains.

"Poor Dao Mingchen, dare to ask the eight-foot dragon cave god?"

Mo Chuan showed his figure and bowed his hand.

"Your Excellency came after the tea party, but is there something wrong?"

There was a faint inquiry from the depths of the cavern.

"There is nothing to do in the Three Treasures Palace, at the Hundred Birds Tea Party, Poor Dao heard that Mr. Eight Feet Long had mentioned the method of double cultivation of water and jade flowing beads! It just so happens that the poor road is slightly involved, I wonder if Mr. is interested? ”

Mo Chuan asked with a smile.

"Oh? Do you also know the method of yin and yang furnace? ”

The voices in the cavern came quickly from far and near, and when the last syllable fell, a stocky white-billed mule came out.

After seeing Mo Chuan, its front hooves were raised, and its body shape changed rapidly, and it turned into the appearance of a Kongwu Orion wearing a tiger skin in a moment.

It is rumored that horses up to eight feet are dragons.

Therefore, the eight-foot dragon is a horse!

This mule calls itself an eight-foot dragon, I am afraid that it is for the word "dragon".

Don't you see, doesn't the white-tailed green snake also have the nickname of a white-tailed little green dragon?

Mr. said with a smile, how dare the poor Dao talk about yin and yang with the dragon. It's just that the poor road comes from outside the mountain, and the method in his hand may have another mystery. ”

"Okay, okay, take it and take a look at Ben Long?"

The eight-foot dragon looked impatient, but his body did not approach, and there was a hint of vigilance hidden in his seemingly excited eyes.

Mo Chuan smiled and said nothing when he saw this, without any intention of presenting it.

The eight-foot dragon was stunned when he saw this, and then smiled: "The people in the mountains don't have so much red tape, what do you want, but you can say it bluntly." ”

Mo Chuan said: "Since this is the case, then the poor road will be said directly." Dare to ask Mr. if there is a way to cultivate ghosts? Or Taoist supernatural powers? Other miscellaneous studies are also made, and poor meat and vegetarian food are not taboo. ”

The eight-foot dragon smiled, and the vigilance in his eyes went to three points: "It turns out that I came to seek the law, since I took the method of double cultivation, and this dragon also exchanged the method of double cultivation, how about it?" ”

A flash of disappointment flashed in Mo Chuan's eyes, but he still smiled: "That's it, it's very good!" ”

As he spoke, he reached into his arms, took out a copy of Yuan Qi's lingering Taoist scriptures and handed it over: "This is the first volume of the method of double cultivation, and I invite Mr. to take a look at it." ”

Volume? The vigilance is quite strong.

The eight-foot dragon sneered in his heart, and directly took the scroll into his hand.

It subconsciously opened it, and as far as the eye could see, its face changed greatly!

It barely thought about it, and abruptly stepped back.

"Ding!"

A crisp sword roared, volleying in the air, and the dazzling sword light illuminated the cave.

This sword light came so abruptly that even if the eight-foot dragon had a Jiazi Dao, it would not be able to avoid the sharp range for a while.

Seeing that the sword was about to be slashed in half.

"Shhhh

With a sound like a horse and a donkey, the eight-foot dragon suddenly clasped his hands together, and held the sword in mid-air.

"How daring!"

Mo Chuan praised angrily, Yuan Qi gushed wildly, and the sword shot fiercely, wanting to cut the hands of the big demon.

Unexpectedly, a pair of metallic mule hooves phantoms shone from the hands of the eight-foot dragon, like a golden bell jar of the Buddhist gate, blocking all the swords.

The eight-foot dragon smiled fiercely, and with the strength of both hands, relying on the brute force of the Jiazi Great Demon, he snatched away the flying sword.

"Just a remnant soul, dare to kill me?"

The eight-foot dragon that snatched the blade quickly became larger, and transformed into the true appearance of a mule, eager to fight quickly.

It suspected that the little white-tailed green dragon was nearby!

This is a strategy to attack the west.

In a flicker of thought, it lifted its hind hooves and trampled to its feet.

"Bang!"

A hoof stepped on it, and it suddenly stepped into the air.

But I saw that Mo Chuan had already dispersed into gas, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and steamed.

"Want to escape? No way. ”

Seeing this, the eight-foot dragon was not angry but happy, and the seven orifices around his body suddenly closed, and the rolling Yuan Qi turned into a steaming flame, burning his body.

As a god of Jing Huang Cave, how rich is his experience in fighting methods?

The remnant soul dispersed, seemingly avoiding the physical attack, but in fact it was even more vulnerable.

Therefore, after instinctively closing the qi aperture, it violently bites the tip of its tongue and spits out a mouthful of blood mist, and it will cast a spell to stimulate yang qi and suppress the remnant soul!

"Hmm-"

Unexpectedly, Mo Chuan not only did not escape, but crashed headlong into its protective body flames.

This abnormal operation made the eight-foot dragon stunned.

Before it could cast a spell to attack, the world spun abruptly.

In the rotating screen, it saw a rather familiar ...... Headless mules!

That's, that's ......

"Boom! Boom! ”

It was a big mule's head, and it finally fell to the ground, dripping and rolling a long way.

In the rotating screen, the eight-foot dragon saw that the ghost fairy condensed again, and one arm suddenly became larger, like a giant curtain covering the sky.

"No, no, no—"

The eight-foot dragon subconsciously raised its hooves to block, but the misalignment of its head body made it completely lost, and its control over the sense of space and the raised hooves were completely useless.

"Whoa—"

In the roar of breaking the air, the giant palm fell, the skull shattered, and the eyeballs popped out!

The world is quiet.

With a "poof", the headless mule body that had lost its head fell to the ground in response, and the fragmented effect dispersed, causing blood to gurgle down at the neck, like a stream.

A remnant soul struggled to its feet.

Before it could break free from its body, several terrifying ghosts attacked, and it was instantly beaten to pieces.

Mo Chuan exhaled lightly, withdrew his multiplication arm, and then looked at his palm, a touch of fishy stuff was like mosquito blood, sticking to the palm of his hand, which was disgusting.

On the ground, the mule's head has become a puddle of flesh!

'It is worthy of the Tiangang Dao Method, and the power is amazing! If I use the size Ruyi at the beginning, although it only has a few breaths, it is enough to slap it to death with one palm! However, if you zoom in at the beginning, it is easy to scare away the prey, so it is just right. ’

Mo Chuan secretly pondered.

At this time, there was a faint noise at the end of the mountain road, and even the sound of silk and bamboo celebrations, which was suspected to be a family sending process.

Mo Chuan smiled slightly when he heard this, and with a wave of his hand, he put the mule's body into the sacrificial furnace.

(End of chapter)