Chapter 42: The Human Emperor

"Big brother, are you okay?" said the little monk Jueqiao with concern.

Because Mo Chen's current appearance is very scary, the axe used to chop firewood was cut by him according to his body, and he was forced to roll the blade, normal people can't do this operation!

"It's okay, I'm fine, better than ever. ”

After chopping himself with a few axes, Mo Chen felt soft all over, and showed a mouthful of white teeth at the little monk, smiling brightly.

Well, wait a minute, you should be able to absorb more aura, why is the little monk's bald head so cute, is the sleeping posture of the big black dog so powerful.

Mo Chen, who is in a good mood, is very comfortable watching everything now. And the big black dog lying on the side turned over and glanced at Mo Chen faintly.

"Little monk, eat steamed buns, this is the steamed buns of the Zhao family's butcher shop, they are very delicious. Mo Chen took out the packed bun and handed it to the little monk Jueqiao.

The buns in the Zhao family's shop were very fragrant, and the little monk pursed his lips, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his expression was very cute.

He had eaten this bun once, and it was two years ago when he went down the mountain with the old abbot, when the old abbot went to buy something, he secretly bought one himself.

It was indeed delicious, but since that time, the old abbot has told him to keep the vows and not to eat meat.

"Big brother, I have to keep the precepts, avoid meat, and don't eat meat. The little monk looked away from the bun with difficulty, and said with a look of pity.

Monks can't eat meat, right. Mo Chen patted his head, patronizing the unpalatable food, forgetting about the stubble.

It's a pity for this meat bun.

Mo Chen put the meat bun in front of the big black dog, the black dog raised his eyes, and a trace of incomprehensibility flashed on the dog's face like a human.

The little monk went to the main hall for morning class, and Mo Chen ran to the room where he slept, waiting for the speed of the aura to enter his body with a happy face.

However, after waiting for Mo Chen's smiling face to become a bitter gourd face, it still hasn't changed, what is going on?

He was lying on the bed and puzzled, could it have something to do with saving the young Liu An? But he was just a young boy, how could he help him break the ban of the saint?

"Merit ......"

Just as Mo Chen was thinking, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from his mind, and he spit out these two words.

These two words are like a lightning bolt cutting through the dark night, instantly solving Mo Chen's doubts, it is merit, it is the merit that saved the boy and broke the ban!

Who's helping him, though?

"Thank you seniors for solving your doubts, I don't know the names of my predecessors, so that the younger generations can repay one or two in the future. Mo Chen shouted respectfully into the room, there was a great power who dared to help him after he was sealed by Taishang Laojun, this is definitely a big guy.

There was no sound, and no one replied, as if those two words were Mo Chen's own illusion.

Who the hell is this?

At the entrance of the temple not far from the window, the big black dog seemed to be full, and grinned at Mo Chen's room, as if he was smiling, but in an instant, he took it back, stretched his waist, and began to sleep on the ground again.

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The Great Wei Yujing City, a mansion with a huge area and majestic momentum.

Two figures, one tall and one short, knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads at all, it was the two people who killed Liu An's mother at noon yesterday. In front of them was a middle-aged man wearing a python robe and a jade crown on his head, with an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

"So, didn't you kill that kid?" asked the middle-aged man with a flat face, but his clenched fists revealed his unsettled heart.

"Lord Wang, there are really masters around that kid, and our brothers' two treasure knives are cut open, and they can't be killed. The short one replied, his two self-confident martial arts can be regarded as the best in this Great Wei, and this is the first time he has met such a master of external cultivation who is not even afraid of the sword of the two of them.

Yes, Mo Chen is a martial arts master in their eyes.

Immortals are different, although this is the world of gods and demons, but the truly powerful immortals are cultivated in the deep mountains and rivers, and the place where the aura is abundant, and the Great Wei is a big country, and the ordinary little demons do not dare to come here to make trouble, even if there are a few occasionally, they are also shot to death by the Taoist Buddhist cultivators of the Great Wei Kingdom, so many mortals in the Great Wei have only heard of immortals, but they have never seen them.

The prince didn't speak, just waved his hand to let the two go down, but after the two went out, he raised his hand and smashed the teacup beside him.

"Why should the prince be angry, he is just a martial arts master, why be afraid?" Behind the screen in the room, the figure of a young Taoist priest walked out, holding the dust in his hand, and the fairy wind was quite dusty.

"Daoist Xuanfei, don't you know, the imperial brother is already critically ill, the assassination failed yesterday, that kid has already gone to the Prime Minister's Mansion, if you don't get rid of him quickly and let the imperial brother see it, I'm afraid it won't be the turn of this king!"

"Don't worry, as long as that kid is out of Yujing, Poor Dao will naturally have a way to make him unable to come back. The Taoist priest waved the dust and said indifferently.

"But that kid has a master of physical cultivation by his side, and even the Gao brothers can't help it!"

Xuan Fei Dao Commander snorted disdainfully, and said, "The prince doesn't believe in the means of poor Dao?"

The prince didn't even dare to say anything, the person in front of him was met when he went to the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect a year ago instead of the imperial brother, the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect was the state religion canonized by Taizu of the Great Wei Dynasty, and the Xuanfei Daoist was a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect, and he saw with his own eyes Xuanfei Dao Chang's ability to soar through the clouds and fog.

The Mixed Yuan Dao Sect is a major sect ranked among the three sects and six sects in the Earth Immortal Realm, and this Xuanfei Daoist is indeed a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect, but well, it belongs to the kind of disciple who has mediocre talent and no hope of becoming an immortal.

It was precisely because there was no hope of becoming an immortal that he went down the mountain and ran to the mansion of the middle-aged prince and made an offering, in order to help the prince to the throne, so as to obtain the great merit of supporting the emperor.

Cultivators have great merit in helping the human emperor, as far away as the emperor of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and as close as the Mixed Yuan faction who helped the Great Wei Taizu establish the Great Wei Dynasty.

The territory of the Great Wei is vast, and the merits of changing the dynasty are enough for Taoists to break through to the peak of the earth immortals, even the merits of helping the human emperor ascend the throne can also become immortals, but the disciples of the mixed yuan faction generally do not participate in this kind of struggle for the throne.

First, there are many princes in all dynasties, and it is easy to suffer from the backlash of the Great Wei luck if the bet fails, and the second is that even the disciples of the mixed Yuan faction with mediocre talents can live for hundreds of years in a chic manner, but if they fail to fight for the dragon, they will die almost immediately.

But this dynasty is different, when the emperor favored a concubine, and that concubine could not have children, jealousy, other concubines were pregnant, she would be secretly blackmailed, so there were no heirs today.

Daoist Xuanfei felt that there was no risk, so he secretly went down the mountain to fight for the dragon behind his back, wanting to make the merit of helping the emperor ascend the throne to become an immortal.