The remnant sun stands at dusk, at the foot of Xiqiong Mountain, the mountain village is picturesque, and the smoke and birds are cooked.

According to the custom, the goddess offers three incense sticks on the occasion of the intersection of yin and yang. Looking closely, in the shrine that once enshrined the five immortals, there is now only a clay statue of a Taoist priest left.

After the incense was finished, the goddess sat down tremblingly, looking at the clay statue of the Taoist priest in amazement.

I don't know if I fulfilled my wish and went to obsession?

Or is it the collapse of ignorant faith?

Since I met the Taoist priest Mingchen, the body and bones of the goddess are not as good as day by day, and now she is dying of old age and is about to die.

"Grandma, soak your feet!"

A crisp greeting came from outside the courtyard, and I saw a little girl with a ponytail, holding a footbasin, walking in.

"Hey, okay."

Seeing Xiao Mi, the goddess regained a little bit of energy, and under Xiao Mi's service, she took off her cloth shoes and inserted them into the hot water, so comfortable that her whole body was relaxed.

"Grandma, tell me when the water is cold." Xiao Yi gathered his cloth shoes and sat down next to him.

"Hmm." The goddess bows her head.

"Grandma, will the immortals ever appear again?"

Xiao Qi sat for a while, couldn't help but look at the clay statue of the Taoist priest, and asked.

"Hehe, are you still not giving up?"

The goddess opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Mi.

Xiao Qi lowered his head and did not squeak.

Her father asked her to come over to learn her skills, but she didn't expect that her aunt's skills were all fake and deceitful.

However, when her aunt mentioned the immortal, she still had some hope in her heart, because her father had also seen the immortal.

"The immortals don't like me to swagger, so how can they come to see me again?"

The goddess shook her head, looked at the clay statue of the Taoist priest, and sighed softly: "Immortals have great magical powers, and after a hundred years, you will inherit this house, and you must remember to worship with incense from time to time."

"You are different from the old woman, you, you are clean, maybe one day the immortals pass by, see that you are kind-hearted, and they will accept you as a disciple."

The goddess was a little worried that Xiao Mi only cared about her inheritance, ignoring the immortal incense, and thought about drawing a big pie in the hope of painting.

"Got it, Grandma."

Mi'er nodded, and subconsciously looked at the clay statue of the Taoist priest on the shrine.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the clay sculpture Taoist priest seems to be looking at her too, which makes her suddenly feel a little weak and flustered, and quickly looks away.

She didn't know that the fairy in her grandmother's mouth was indeed standing there watching her.

The old woman has a heart, and if she can often offer incense in the future, it is not impossible for the poor road to give her a creation. ，

In the midst of the incense, Mo Chuan, who came out of the yang god, looked at the young child, and then looked at the goddess who soaked his feet, secretly made a promise, and then walked away.

After leaving the mountain village, he took Mantou Mountain, but after two incense sticks, he arrived at the crack in the mountain.

He then stopped and carefully examined his surroundings to make sure no one had touched the gap, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he dispersed again, escaped into the cracks of the mountain, and burrowed into the cave.

The scenery of the cave is still the same, the cave grass that is as bright as a golden lamp, and the fireflies are like a sun, reflecting the cave as hazy as the early morning.

Mo Chuan's footsteps did not stop, and when he reached the depths of the cave, there was nothing on the grotesque pool.

- The cow, who had apparently lost his one-eyed eye, was cautiously hidden. ….

Seeing this, Mo Chuan did not panic, stretched out his hand to copy the void, took out an offering incense, lit it casually, and blew it lightly with his lips.

The incense candles were as bright as the stars, and the billowing smoke gushed out.

In a few moments, the cave was filled and the figure of the cow was outlined.

"What are you going to do?"

The ox that noticed the incense struggled reluctantly, and the demon body writhed, pulling a large piece of chains, and the mountain rumbled.

"With Mr. Hongfu, Poor Dao ascended to the position of the Ten Thousand Dynasty Cave God, and earned a status equal to the thousand-year-old demon. However, my strength is not good, and my heart is very weak, so I came to borrow a few years from Mr. to cultivate."

Mo Chuan arched his hand and said with a smile.

"Bloody soup?"

The cow's voice suddenly sharpened.

"Exactly!"

As he spoke, Mo Chuan flicked his fingers, and a gravel "banged" and hit the leg of the cow.

The cow, which lost its single eye, subconsciously condensed its demonic power, gathered at the attacked part, and the hair on its body stood up.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Mo Chuan's body swelled wildly.

With a flick of his fingers, he had turned into a giant of dozens of feet, crowding the cave to the brim.

He grabbed the ears of the ox with both hands, and under the copy, the fragmented technique gushed out, wanting to pick the ears of the ox.

"Moo—"

The cow was furious, and opened its mouth to spew out a mouthful of bone-eating ecstasy poisonous mist.

Mo Chuan's giant incarnation had nowhere to dodge at all, and he was stiffly exposed to this poisonous mist!

However, this poisonous mist that was enough to make the thousand-year-old demon even frightened by it fell on Mo Chuan's body like a breeze, and he was not alarmed.

During the attack at this moment, Mo Chuan also successfully took off the cow's ear, and his figure suddenly shrunk and retreated.

"Roar—"

"If you dare to eat the surplus, when the rest comes out, you will be broken into pieces......

The angry roar of the ox echoed in the cave, but at this time, Mo Chuan had already fled thousands of miles away.

……

Feast on the sacrificial furnace and raise the temple.

Mo Chuan, who returned to the flesh, took out a pair of beef ears that he had just picked.

Just looking at this pair of cow ears, it seems to be no different from ordinary cattle, as big as the palm of the hand, covered with cow hair.

However, slashing it with a sword to ward off evil spirits cannot hurt it in the slightest.

Obviously, the body of the demon for ten thousand years is so strong that it is not at all something that he can be bullied at will by a half-Jiazi monk.

In desperation, Mo Chuan could only forcibly cut off with fragmented supernatural powers.

"If you are separated, you will suffer, Mr. Phi."

Mo Chuan pinched the broken cow ear, shook his head and sighed, casually threw it into the boiling water, cooked it, and removed the cow's hair.

After cooking, the cow ears have no defense power of demons for thousands of years, lightly everything, the skin and bones are connected, curled up in a circle, elastic and cute.

Tsk, a good appetizer!

Mo Chuan looked up and looked around, looking for a pot to stir-fry, but he was not good at cooking, so he had no choice but to give up.

He picked up a piece casually and stuffed it into his mouth, and before he could chew it, his old face suddenly turned red, and his face was like an angry King Kong.

Cow ears are poisonous, highly poisonous!

"Hum!"

The one-eyed one-eyed ox suppressed by Mooladhara buzzed and trembled, and the yin runes sparsely connected the blood of its one-eyed bloodline, and the ability to ward off the epidemic swept away the whole body.

After a while, Mo Chuan's old face, which was as red as pork liver, gradually receded and returned to normal.

"Kacha!"

He chewed on the crispy bones of the cow's ears expressionlessly, chewed them until they were crumbled, and then swallowed gently.

Suddenly, the rolling Yuan Qi burst out from the stomach and intestines, surging towards the limbs and hundreds of remains, and under the absorption of the blood soup, it quickly transformed into the host's own Yuan Qi.

Mo Chuan closed his eyes slightly, concentrating.

I don't know how long it has been, he suddenly opened his eyes, a touch of blood flashed from his eyes, and his face was even more irrepressible blood surging.

"It is worthy of being a demon for ten thousand years, and only one piece of cow ear will increase my six years of Taoism!"

"It's a pity that the meat is highly poisonous, and it will cost me seventy percent of my yuan to resolve this poison, which cannot be eaten as a daily meal."

"If you want to enjoy it daily, it is best to refine its toxicity with the power of your eyes in advance, although it will take some effort and time, but it is also the safest and safest."

"I don't know, if I keep eating like this, will I eat the cow into a dried corpse."

Mo Chuan thought about it, and glanced at the cow ear on the table.

I saw that the cow's ear that he had cut off had regrown, and it looked the same as before.

"Inexhaustible, inexhaustible, I hope you don't vomit me."

Niu Er heard Mo Chuan's emotion, and couldn't help but tremble slightly, I don't know, at this time, it's, if

Regret the appearance in the Fengming Palace.

96.

Take a bite of sunshine