"Lord Yang Guan, thank you, can you refine more for the poor Dao?"

Guiguzi is already a little impatient to go back to cultivation, after taking all the bottles of the Divine Cultivation Pill last time, his Taoism has improved a lot, saving two years of penance, this bottle of medicinal power is more powerful Qi Cultivation Pill, after taking it, wouldn't he be able to enter the realm of six hundred years of Taoism in one step?

Thinking of this, Guiguzi stuffed the key to the medicine depot into Yang Chenyu's hand, gave an order to the Taoist priest in Guanzhong, and trotted back to the wing.

He didn't worry at all that Yang Chenyu would empty his medicine storehouse, a mere mortal, maybe his qualifications were good, but in this era of the end of the law, what use could he have? He had already put soul chasing incense on him, if the other party dared to steal the medicinal materials and leave the Wa Shenguan, after he got out of the customs, he would chase after the Qinglong Temple, and the next and next cadres would swallow it all.

I can't help but say that the snake demon's brain is both cunning and simple, to say that the frog at the bottom of the well is a little too much, but it is just being played with in front of Yang Chenyu.

Yang Chenyu used a plan, and the name was not made up.

What kind of Qi Nourishing Pill is that Yang Chenyu boiled the waste of immortal dead branches collected from the Nantian Gate in a pressure cooker, filtered out the medicinal liquid, concentrated it into puree, and then directly kneaded it into a Dan.

To say that the aura contained in it is indeed abundant, the immortal waste, even if it is useless to wither, but the aura and immortal energy in it is not comparable to the medicinal materials in the mortal world, but the immortal is withered, and the medicinal properties have been disordered, so it is directly boiled into a pill, and the aura is abundant, but after taking it, it is difficult to say whether it is a poison or an elixir.

Yang Chenyu has a good comparison with this, the pill that has been successfully refined is like purple qi from the east, but this kind of boiled pill is the true essence of the sun, but ordinary demons can't enjoy it.

"Lord Yang Guan, are you going to eat or go to the medicine depot now?"

The Taoist priest who was arranged to serve Yang Chenyu asked cautiously, in this Wa Divine Temple, it is easy not to make mistakes, Guiguzi's punishment is enough to make everyone frightened, Guiguzi has already said, you must be optimistic about this Yang Daochang. If he is allowed to escape, he will be thrown into the pit of ten thousand serpents.

Seeing Guiguzi running to take pills to cultivate, Yang Chenyu still had the heart to pretend, and smiled: "You don't have to worry about me, I'll play around in the temple." ”

For these evil Taoist priests. It's past today. Tomorrow is the death day, where would Yang Chenyu care about their thoughts, and after saying a word, he ignored the embarrassed look of the Taoist priest and played around in the Wa God Temple.

To say that this Wa God Temple is a good Taoist temple. The main hall is dedicated to the god Nuwa, which is also one of the ancestral gods of the human race, and even when the royal family sacrifices in the Yanhuang Kingdom every year, the god Nuwa also has a place on the altar, but the status is second to that of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. It's just higher than the military god Chi You.

Yang Chenyu turned around a few times, and the Taoist priest who followed behind him was thrown away, presumably looking for Yang Daochang somewhere.

After walking to the view, Yang Chenyu raised his eyes to look, but it was a cemetery, and the tombstone was incomplete and had not been taken care of for many years.

This should be the burial place of the Taoist priests of the Wa Shenguan in the past, Yang Chenyu pondered, looking at the towering trees next to the cemetery, the scenery here is good. It's just that a cemetery is placed here, which makes people tremble a little.

Yang Chenyu looked over in turn, and some of the tombstones could be slightly distinguished.

Zeng Qiandao, the thirty-seventh master of Wa Shenguan, Zhang Yuanguan, the thirty-eighth master of Wa Shenguan

Wang Xiaofei. A native of Yaodongzi Village, Tianqi Town, Kushui County, died

The cemetery is newly built, and the inscription on the tombstone states that a villager was buried, and there are several paper figures next to the cemetery. A pile of ashes of yellow paper after burning, scraps of some firecrackers after they were burned.

Judging by these traces. The man was buried for only a month.

Yang Chenyu frowned, according to the folk customs in the countryside of Xiyi Province, pay attention to returning to the roots, as long as they do not commit crimes such as fighting with the same clan, adultery, etc., they must be buried in the ancestral ground.

Although this person is a woman, she will not break away from this custom, unless the other party makes a big mistake and is buried here by the villagers.

Regarding this point, Yang Chenyu also understands that there is also a cemetery in the back mountain of Qinglongguan, in addition to the burial of Taoist priests in Guanzhong, some villagers who have made big mistakes and cannot be forgiven by the clan are also buried here, and Qinglongguan will not interfere with this, which is regarded as accumulating merits.

Just when Yang Chenyu wanted to turn around and return to the Taoist temple and prepare to eradicate the snake demon, a gust of wind blew, and a piece of paper figurines that had been baked yellow flew towards Yang Chenyu.

Yang Chenyu originally wanted to let the paper man go, but he frowned for a moment, and with a slight pinch of his right hand, he pinched the paper man in his hand.

Just as the paper figure started, Yang Chenyu heard a painful cry very clearly: "Ouch." ”

The voice was crisp and euphemistic, but it was the voice of a young woman of eighteen or nineteen.

Yang Chenyu hurriedly opened his eyes and searched around the cemetery, but there was no trace of ghosts and spirits, but there was a feeling of struggle in his hands.

Well?

What's going on?

When Yang Chenyu saw the movement in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded.

The paper figure was originally made rough and simple, the texture of ordinary kraft white paper, without a face, it was simply cut out of a human shape, and when the funeral was sent in the countryside of Xiyi Province, this paper figure can be said to be flying all over the sky, just like the effect of round paper money in the north of Yanhuang Kingdom.

The original meaning of this paper figure is that after death, people can bring some servants to the underworld and suffer less.

Of course, this is just the good intentions of the villagers.

But the paper figure that Yang Chenyu was holding in his hand at this time struggled desperately, waving his ethereal limbs and kicking Yang Chenyu's palm, making Yang Chenyu feel strange in his palm.

To say that Yang Chenyu himself has made a paper figure that can act, and with a trace of aura, he can make the paper man move, but the paper figure is dull and completely godless.

And the paper figure in the palm of Yang Chenyu's hand turned out to be like a real person, and Yang Chenyu even felt a trace of body temperature!

What surprised Yang Chenyu the most was that he couldn't see any power attached to this paper figure at all, or he couldn't even find a trace of spirit.

Yang Chenyu stood still, the paper man was kicked again, and his body was gradually deformed, but when Yang Chenyu was not paying attention, he broke away from the palm of his hand, and suddenly rose into the air under the blowing of the breeze.

When Yang Chenyu found out and wanted to make a move, he saw a scene that surprised him even more, or should he say that he was slightly frightened.

Countless paper figures gathered from all directions, and under the blowing of the breeze, they rose into the air and flew into the distance.

Yang Chenyu will not give up on such mysterious things that he has never seen, who knows what opportunities will wait for him.