The Dao page has disappeared, but the Dao body has not yet been integrated, and the two magic weapons are also in the process of being promoted to the upper grade.

Li Mo still closed his eyes and recuperated his mind, and the body replenishment wine nourished the Buddha's magic body.

He obtained twelve types of Dao body characteristics through the Dao Page, among which the Buddha Magic Body gained the most, not only did the improvement of the exercises intensify, but also made the Dark Moon Sword Intent have a tendency to break through and excel.

Li Mo understood that the Qingming Festival was approaching, but if he missed the opportunity to understand the sword intent, it would be a pity, so he was distracted and continued to practice.

I don't know when.

There is a gentle drizzle covering the town, although the rain does not contain taboos, but it makes the hearts of the sword cultivators tighten, and there must be demons when things go wrong.

There is also a little rain accumulation on the banks of the Beili River, and you can hear the stream rushing in the restaurant.

All the Sansheng heads roared: "Where is there new smoke in Qingming, but what, no one, try to go to Wumen and not worship ancestors." ”

"There's a trick, there's a trick!!"

The Karma Daoist woke up, and Xiao Luotian's robe was soaked with sweat.

He subconsciously looked at Li Mo, who was still in retreat, and he didn't know whether to wake up for a while, his expression was full of helplessness.

"Senior brother, senior brother, didn't you say that you will be out of the customs before the Qingming Festival?"

The person of the Karma Daoist let out a long sigh, first went to summon Yang Niu to confirm the stability of the restaurant, and then began to strengthen the protection inside and outside the lobby.

Fortunately, after the roar of Sansheng's head, he did not let Jian Xiu go to the outside world to suppress the disaster, and the Fire Spirit Hall fell into dead silence again.

"Fuck, I've never encountered any Qingming Festival as a mortal."

The people of the Karma Dao scolded and scolded.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Li Mo's state is stable, and he doesn't look like he has gone crazy at all, and he should be out of the customs at any time.

He looked out the window at the gloomy sky, as if there were countless ghosts in the dark.

Knock knock.

There was the sound of Bai Shuo Dao's head hitting in the black coffin.

The scalp of the Karma Burning Daoist was numb, and then a strange murmur came out of the mouth of the Hundred Shuo Dao, as if the throat had been slashed with a knife.

"Three incense sticks on the streets of Wumen, the soul returns."

The murmur was full of resentment, mixed with the murmur of Baishuo Daoist scratching the black coffin with his fingernails, and the back of the cover was full of blood stains oozing from broken nails.

"Roll Nima's Baishuo, I won't burn incense for you, and when the soul returns, roll back by yourself, look at me... How can Senior Brother overtake you. ”

The Karma Daoist had just wanted to use his blood to hide his soul to seal the black coffin, but the Baishuo Daoist had no reaction.

He didn't act rashly, he paid attention to the streets and alleys through the window, because of the infusion of spiritual power, Xiao Luo Tian squirmed like a living thing.

Time passed, and the people of the Karma Dao did not see anything unusual.

"It's raining during the Qingming Festival? Could it be that the so-called Qingming disaster of the three elders is just that the Fire Spirit Hall has become damp and the river water has been accumulated......"

"Wait?!!"

The Karma Daoist gasped.

He suddenly realized that the humid air and the flooding of the river were the characteristics of the first layer of the Bronze Jian, could it be that the Fire Spirit Temple was gradually falling into the Bronze Jian.

"Damn, I'm in big trouble."

The people of the Karma Dao only hope that they are too worried, but the truth is indeed developing like this.

Candles lit up in the scattered shops, paper money fell in the air for no reason, and uncontrollable cries rang out in all corners.

Beside the bank of the river far away from the Beili River, willow trees grew buds.

However, the shoots were pale red, and blood dripped down the branches that resembled human tendons, causing swarms of flies to gather at the bottom of the trees.

The people of the Karma Dao are secretly awake, and they are still prescient.

Except for the Lutoushen Temple, the rest of the Qingming-related shops have been resolved, and there should be no big mess in a short time.

He glanced at the temple of the head of the road, and there was a puff of green smoke filling the courtyard walls.

"Senior brother said that the temple is not dedicated to the head of the road, and it shouldn't get out of control."

The people of the Karma Zhuo Dao couldn't help but feel nervous, deliberately extinguished the light in the restaurant, and then silently waited for Li Mo to finish his practice.

He knew what it meant to live like a year, and any movement seemed like a disaster.

The people of the Karma Dao watched the Fire Spirit Hall descend on the first floor of the bronze jian.

At first, it was just paper money drifting around.

But he soon found that the door of the coffin shop on Hexing Road next door was open, and there was a sound of sawing wood inside.

"In that coffin shop, Taishan Yan should have expelled the sword ghost into the deep layers of Tongjian before, and it was useless not to completely ban it."

Immediately, Taishan Yan hurriedly broke into the coffin shop.

There was silence for a long time, and the sound of sawing wood in the coffin shop turned into two.

After half a day passed, Taishan Yancai fled from the coffin shop in embarrassment, missing one hand and one foot in his body, and almost injured the foundation.

"It's a night tour in the coffin, right? Taishan Yan has no power to fight back? ”

The people of the Karma Zhuo Dao gasped, and they were deeply hit at such a critical moment as the Qingming Festival, and Taishan Yan Bacheng could not survive safely.

There is a consensus in Tongjian that it is easy not to use the Dharma body outside the body.

The Dharma body outside the body will turn the monk into a torch in the night, attracting the attention of countless sword ghosts, and even being pulled into the deep layers of the bronze jian.

In the stunned eyes of the people of the Burning Dao, twelve pig-headed people walked out of the coffin shop.

Pig-headed people walk in groups of six, carrying a coffin made of mahogany on their shoulders, walking stiffly through the streets, constantly splashing paper money.

Their necks are sewn with needles and threads, and their large pig heads look out of place.

"The pig-headed man... Here it comes. ”

If the people of the industry are not mistaken, the coffin of the pig's head is made of old mahogany, and its cover plate is three layers, although there are decorations such as guqin, longevity, peach, plum, orchid, chrysanthemum, bamboo, etc., but there is no handwriting carved with "Shoushan Fuhai".

"Also known as four and a half pieces, it should be Taishanyan's hands and feet."

"Taishan Yan is afraid that he will be in big trouble, if he doesn't get his hands and feet back, who knows what the pig-headed people will do in the future?"

The people of the Karma Dao did not gloat at all.

The fact that the pig-headed man was able to carry the coffin to the outside world shows that the taboo of some shops is no longer limited to the courtyard, but has spread among the towns.

"If you have a chance, you have to figure out the taboo of the coffin shop, otherwise you will be on your back."

There was a sword cultivator in the air, but the pig-headed man did not attack, but just repeatedly carried the coffin through the streets, which was terrifying.

The banks of the Beili River are slightly better, and the rest of the neighborhoods have varying degrees of chaos.

"I hope that after the Qingming Festival, the Fire Spirit Hall can return to the surface and stay on the first floor of Tongjian for a long time, ...... sooner or later."

Before the karmic Daoist finished speaking, his expression suddenly became stunned.

He noticed that the ground was sinking slightly, to be precise, the restaurant was gradually collapsing, and the rest of the buildings were not in a similar situation.

The Karma Zhuo Daoist cursed secretly, and used his blood to hide his soul and bind Li Mo's body.

It was too late to leave the restaurant, so he had to go up the stairs to the second floor, even though Li Mo had repeatedly warned him.

"Why didn't I realize that the restaurant represents the five-story bronze jian of the sword ghost activities, and now that the Fire Spirit Hall has fallen into the bronze jian, the restaurant should indeed be reduced by one layer accordingly."

"Sss

As soon as the karmic Daoist stepped on the stairs, a biting chill penetrated into the bone organs.

There was an indescribable fear in his heart, and he did not hesitate to take out the remaining rust grease and apply it to himself and Li Mo.

The wooden planks creaked, and the lobby on the ground floor was already shrouded in deep darkness.

The Karma Daoist stepped hard, and after walking around a corner, there was a warm candlelight to dispel the darkness, and the chill was gone.

He didn't feel safe, there were no candles on the second floor before.

The karma dao man looked back.

At the end of the passage that originally led to the ground floor, the wall came into view.

Immediately afterwards, the people of the Karma Dao heard a commotion on the second floor, which had replaced the ground floor, and it seemed that the guests were toasting and drinking.

Amid hysterical laughter, the guests chatted about the gossip of the neighborhood.

"Somehow is wrong with Chen's Tofu Workshop, the taste is getting more and more unpalatable, is it possible that the work of inheriting a hundred years is broken in Lao Chen's hands?"

"Yes, on the contrary, the Ma family's stew is really good."

"Xiao Er, come on, give you some reward, go to the corner to buy a pig and go into the water."

"Hello officer."

"Avoid the noodle shop in Nancheng, yesterday Zhang Hong had a daughter-in-law who was pregnant in August, and when she went to the Lutou God Temple, she became crazy."

"What an eventful time."

"Who's to say it's not, Li Chuantou hasn't fished for a few days, right? I heard that the boat was missing, and it was stolen by the water ghosts on the riverside. ”

………

The people of the Karma Dao were like facing a great enemy, and the stairs behind them disappeared little by little.

Suddenly there was a dilemma.

He slowed down and leaned over to look out of the stairs.

The second floor of the restaurant was supposed to be a guest room, but now it is the same lobby, with more than a dozen hanging ropes hanging from the ceiling.

What overwhelms the people of the Karma Dao the most is that the voices of the people are all illusions.

In the center of the lobby, there was an unspeakable sword ghost.

The sword ghost barely maintained his human form, his hands and feet were extremely narrow, and his skin was covered with fine black hair, which was connected to a dense human head at the end.

The noise is due to the mutual conversation between the heads of people.

The forehead of the karmic Daoist sweated.

Taishan Yan couldn't get out of the face of the small night tour, if he was detected by the sword ghost of the restaurant, it would definitely be a dead end.

Can... Sooner or later, the stairs will disappear, unless the sword ghost leaves the lobby on his own initiative.

"The storyteller Mr. Zhang is here, why don't you tell me about the deeds of the Luanchuan immortals? I heard that the immortal chief has traveled through great rivers and mountains. ”

The heads collided with each other, squeezing out a thin old man's head from within.

"Ahem, cough, when it comes to the Luanchuan immortals, they are really kind-hearted, twenty years ago, they traveled eight hundred miles and slaughtered three thousand bandits in Beiliang Mountain......"

The Karma Daoist was not in the mood to hear the story, and planned to hide behind the counter on all fours.

Click.

The Bai Shuo Dao people in the black coffin opened their eyes again, even if they were bound by the blood hidden soul, they would inevitably make a noise in the negligence of the karmic Dao people.

The pupils of the karmic Taoist shrank, and the storytelling continued.

But the source is overhead.

Luan Chuan was lying on the ceiling, his black hair extending towards the karmic Daoist.

"Fuck you, Baishuo."

The person who wanted to cry without tears rolled with his feet, threw out the black coffin to attract Luan Chuan's attention, and rushed to the window by himself.

Holding the gourd in his right hand, he was really forced to release the forbidden sword ghost.

Luanchuan didn't pay attention to the black coffin at all, and the storyteller's tone changed, "Luanchuan Immortal noticed that something was wrong as soon as he arrived in Beiliangshan, it turned out that there was an evil Taoist behind the bandits. ”

"The Luanchuan Immortal fought with the Evil Daoist for three days and forced him into the treasury of the cottage."

As soon as the people of the Karma Dao were in a trance, the lobby turned into a closed and dilapidated warehouse, and a large number of looted goods were piled up around it.

The window is nowhere to be seen.

"Fight."

The karma burning dao man grabbed the natal flying sword, and just wanted to come up with the sword, but saw the cold light explode.

"The sun."

(End of chapter)