In the early winter, even if it is an official road, it is sparsely populated.

"Da Da Da-"

The sound of horses' hooves came from the end of the mountain road, and several bandit sentries were looking forward to it.

When the sound of horses' hooves turned to the foot of the mountain, the expressions of the thieves suddenly froze, and they hurriedly shrank into the col to learn from the shrunken turtle.

It was a wagon escorted by officers and soldiers.

The carriage is not big, but it rides eight times in front and back, and it looks very high.

Who is the owner of this team?

It was Mo Chuan.

"Xuanyun!"

In the carriage, a summons was heard.

"Master Zu, you call me?"

Xuanyun Daotong, who was accompanied by a horse, hurriedly bent down and approached.

I haven't seen him for half a year, and Xuanyun has grown tall and big, and he has taken off his childish appearance, but the yellow hair on his lips reveals that he is still milky and undried age.

"How long has it been?"

"Master Zu, it's been three days and two nights." Xuanyun said in a low voice.

"Oh, how long is it until the capital?"

"It's going to take two days."

"Call me when it's time."

"Yes, Master Zu."

Xuanyun lowered his eyebrows, and it was difficult to hide a little loss in his heart.

No one knew that when the ancestor descended to help Luan and ordered him and Xuanyun, he was so excited that he stayed awake all night.

It is both with honor;

I also want to take this opportunity to ask for advice.

It's a pity that since the ancestor entered the carriage, he has issued a decree, and there is nothing important to disturb.

Even three meals a day do not need to be provided.

If you come across a post station, you can stop in the courtyard.

This decree suddenly blocked Xuanyun's way to seek advice, and his heart was naturally inevitably lost.

In other words, the reason why Mo Chuan gave this order was naturally to take advantage of the hard work on the road and learn more about the Taoism.

Especially the spells he got from Double Dragon, most of which he didn't practice.

On the one hand, energy is limited;

On the other hand, it is also disdainful;

However, when he heard the sigh of the cow, he thought, since he is free, he should learn!

Don't you have a lot of skills!

If you learn more about the Tao, you will always be able to bypass it, and it will benefit the Dao if you can't say it.

Look at Master Shenquan, don't you also practice Taoism and metaphysics?

Mo Chuan, who had asked the time, took a rest, and was about to participate in the Dao Law again, not wanting a piece of incense to come.

"Xuanyun!"

Mo Chuan glanced at it, and then immediately evoked Xuanyun again.

"Master Zu."

"At dusk, the incense calls me, if there is something to do, I will come when I go."

"The disciple receives the order."

The sound fell, and the carriage suddenly became lighter and much faster.

……

……

After the Battle of Puze, the underground palace of the Ten Thousand Dynasty Caves has changed greatly.

Everywhere there is a desolate view.

It turned out that although the Mingchen Immortal Chang pulled out the mountain as a cave, he did not rebuild the underground palace, which can be bitter for the demon who took refuge, worshiped the door, and did not have time to show off the glory of worshipping into the cave god of the Ten Thousand Dynasties, so he was forced to become a civil engineer.

Fortunately, Mingchen Immortal has always been generous, participated in the reconstruction of demons, and the rewards were very generous, and there were no demons complaining for a while.

At this time, in this hot spot, in a newly repaired stone pavilion, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the demons sweating like rain.

A little understanding flashed in his eyes.

It is rumored that Mingchen Immortal rarely returns to the cave, and occasionally comes back and never sleeps overnight, which can be said to be the beginning and the end of the dragon.

But the incense of the Ten Thousand Dynasty has always lingered on him, which is amazing.

The demons suspected that Mingchen Immortal Elder should have cultivated some kind of extremely clever incense Dao, so that he was not limited by geography.

Now seeing this scene again, Swallowing Cloud True Monarch is more and more convinced.

As my thoughts wandered, I heard the sound of footsteps.

"The Burrow is in ruins, Zhenjun is here at this time, there is a lot of neglect, forgive me!"

Follow the prestige, and you will see Mingchen Immortal, as always, dressed in green clothes, stepping on clouds, smiling on his face, and coming with a tiger.

"How dare you, bothering at this time, it is time for the gentleman to apologize!"

Swallowing Cloud True Monarch returned the salute again and again.

"Hahaha, Zhenjun is polite, come, please take a seat!"

Mo Chuan smiled, walked into the stone pavilion, greeted each other, and sat down as the guest of honor.

When the little demon served the fragrant tea, Mo Chuan also carefully looked at the Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun, and was secretly frightened in his heart.

This Yunyun Zhenjun is worthy of being a thousand-year-old dragon, he has dragon blood and earns dragon energy, and he has already given birth to a three-point dragon appearance, and if he is given some time, he will not be able to turn into a dragon.

In this way, isn't it asking for dragon blood again?

Mo Chuan's heart moved, and he secretly looked forward to it.

After the little demon left, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said solemnly: "This monarch is here because he has something to understand, but he asks the immortal to solve his doubts." ”

This immortal sound made Mo Chuan's heart chuckle.

This honorific title is a bit abrupt!

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"A few days ago, Daoyou used his great magical powers to spread clouds and rain, which can be described as magnificent! When Benjun saw it, he only felt that the blood was boiling, and he was shocked inexplicably, and then he carefully understood it for a long time, and finally got a trace of understanding, and dared to ask the immortal chief if he took the true dragon bloodline? ”

The sound fell, and the noisy sound of the underground palace seemed to suddenly disappear from his ears, and Mo Chuan's face showed a strange look.

"Friendly eyesight!"

"It's true?"

In the face of Mo Chuan's calmness, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun showed disbelief.

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, his heart moved, and the tea in front of him suddenly poured out of the teacup and flowed to the sky, as if the heavens and the earth were hanging upside down.

In a few moments, the tea was scattered in the air, turned into countless filaments, fell down the stone table, and splashed with water, like a heavy rain in the world.

This vivid scene made Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun more and more excited.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan smiled and said nothing, waiting for Swallowing Cloud True Monarch to speak first.

He guessed that the Swallowing Cloud True Monarch had taken the blood of the true dragon, but had not completed the transformation, so he was unwilling.

Seeing him display his true dragon supernatural powers, he was naturally moved.

Here, it is not only to seek advice, but it is also very possible to change the dragon's blood.

"Whew-"

After a long time, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun came back to his senses, his expression moved slightly, as if he had made up his mind, and asked solemnly:

"Dare to ask the immortal chief, do you have the intention to swallow thousands of miles of thorns?"

"Where does that start?" Mo Chuan frowned, looking puzzled.

"Okay, the immortal is cautious, and Benjun understands. Ben Jun said bluntly, if the immortal chief intends to swallow thousands of miles, this gentleman is willing to follow the work of dogs and horses, and only ask the immortal chief to give him a place to stand, and he will be satisfied. ”

Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun got up and solemnly saluted.

Mo Chuan's smile converged, and he smiled for a while: "Everyone in the world knows that the three demons of the twenty-four guest halls advance and retreat together, turn the river into a rule, and unify the outer wilderness. Today, Zhenjun bluntly said that he wants to serve the poor Dao, isn't he using words to trick me and earn the blood of the true dragon? ”

Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun was not sad or happy when he heard this: "One mountain does not allow two tigers, the immortal dragon drives the tiger, and the true dragon bloodline, the demon of ten thousand years is good at playing, this ten thousand miles of thorn famine sooner or later there will be a big war, this monarch is not only a dragon, but also follows the immortal long true dragon bloodline, if there is a war in the future, I am afraid that I will bear the brunt." ”

"The human race has a saying, and those who know the times are handsome. This gentleman's cultivation is for longevity, how can he sit in the well and watch the sky, wait for the sword and axe to add to his body, and then regret it too late? If the immortal chief does not believe it, this monarch is willing to make an oath to prove his intentions. ”

Mo Chuan's smile did not decrease when he heard this, but there was a little more scrutiny in his eyes.

He who has seen the Tianqian National Master earn the trust of the cow with his oath, and he no longer believes in the oath that cultivators value most.

Even though it is unlikely that Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun will practice the Tiangang Method to reverse yin and yang, what if?

However, the oath is not credible, and the reason for the Cloud Swallowing True Monarch is very sufficient.

If it really starts, it will be inevitable that the Cloud Swallowing True Monarch will be at a disadvantage, and it is indeed possible to take effect in advance.

However, for this reason, it is not impossible to break into his side.

Case......

Mo Chuan's thoughts burst out and he made a decision.

[Thank you for the rewards of "I am the Void" and "Wind of Calamity"!] 】