Flowers are so refreshing

The night wind blows slowly and the trees are whirling.

The mountains are still the same mountains, and the people are still the same people.

Everything seems to have remained unchanged, and everything seems to have been turned upside down.

"Don't be afraid, you two, it's just a Taoist magic to cure that arrogant insect!"

Mo Chuan, who had recovered as good as before, looked at Wei Li and his daughter who still had lingering fears on their faces, and spoke to comfort them.

The man in the mandarin jacket looked shocked. Hearing this, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bowed and said:

"The raccoon boy is ignorant and does not know the true immortal. I have offended you so much just now. I hope the immortal will have a long life."

"Hey, what kind of real immortal is this poor Taoist? He's just a seeker in the mountains."

Mo Chuan waved his hand, looking at Weili and his daughter still looking cautious, he sighed in his heart, thought for a while and said:

"The big insect has been captured by Pindao, and you two no longer need to worry about the revenge of the cave god. However, Pindao is not a mountain man, and the specific situation cannot be determined. If there are evil spirits harassing you in the future, hold three sticks of incense in your hands and visualize Pindao's appearance, or

Recite the name of the Mingchen Dao, and the poor Dao will have its own perception. If you have the remaining strength, you will definitely subjugate and eliminate the demons."

After saying that, Mo Chuan cupped his hands and said, "It's a blessing to meet you today. Take care of yourself, layman!"

The man in the mandarin jacket looked frightened and fearful of returning the gift: "Congratulations to the Immortal!"

Mo Chuan nodded, then turned and left.

The moment he turned around, Wei Li, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head, trying to see Mo Chuan again.

Unexpectedly, the moment she raised her head, Mo Chuan had already turned around and disappeared into the mist in the mountains in just a few breaths.

Looking at Shan Qing's back that was quickly disappearing, Wei Li bit her lips lightly, her bright eyes covered with a layer of mist.

All kinds of loss and melancholy are growing in my heart.

…

…

In the Jiuyao Cave, Mo Chuan was sitting lazily against the stone wall, playing with a pair of huge eyeballs with one hand, like playing with walnuts.

These eyes are exactly the eyes of Xiaoyunshanjun.

Being eye-catching is naturally a bad habit left over from Fei Niu.

But don't tell me, this bad habit is just bad enough.

Look carefully inside the furnace.

Then I saw Mr. Xiaoyunshan, twisting and turning as if he was drunk, in a void of incense.

Not long after, he opened his mouth and said "wow" and started to vomit.

This is because there is nothing under the claws and the sense of direction is lost;

What's more, a pair of moves fell into Mo Chuan's hands, just like the Wenwan walnuts in Lord Beile's hands, swirling yin and yang. This vision fell into Xiao Yunshanjun's mind. Could it not mess up the vestibular sense?

"You can kill or behead me as you please. What's the point of teasing me like this?!"

Xiaoyunshanjun roared, his voice was extremely painful.

It’s really the distorted picture that comes from the feedback from the field of view, which is so frustrating.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan smiled softly, retracted his vision, and continued to play with his eyes.

This is not so much that he is trying to train the eagle as he is training the dog, but rather that he is killing Xiaoyunshanjun's pride.

——Because he decided to list Xiaoyunshanjun as a candidate for the abdominal chakra evil!

Now that his root chakra has been filled in Feiniu One Eye, the next step is to open the abdominal chakra. This chakra requires Jiazi cultivation, which sounds like it will take a long time.

However, according to the speed of his practice, it shouldn't take long.

During this period of time, there is the back garden of Wanli Jinghuang, which can be used to reserve candidates.

back yard?

Thinking of this ambiguous word, Mo Chuan's mind quietly flashed to the charming face passing by Jiuyao Cave, exposed through the curtain.

The jingling silver phoenix crown really made her face look like an immortal descended into the world!

"The fragrance of the flowers makes people want to break through Zen!"

Mo Chuan looked disappointed and shook his head gently.

At just the right moment, a wisp of incense curled up.

Turning the mist into a mirror, a thin old woman with a messy body was kneeling in front of a low earth shrine beside the road, praying to the earth god to bless her cows and bring them back on their own.

It looked like he had been searching for most of the night and was on the verge of despair.

Mo Chuan raised his head and glanced at the sky outside the cave. With a wave of his hand, Monk Dengcao and Ya San'er appeared.

"Master Dao, please call me."

As soon as Monk Dengcao came out, he bowed down and bowed with a shy smile.

"disease!"

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and the monk Dengcao's body suddenly swelled up and transformed into a dwarf monk, less than four feet tall.

——But it has already reached the limit of Mo Chuan's size.

"This face is so ugly!"

Mo Chuan cursed, blew lightly, and a stream of prophecies poured out and fell on Monk Dengcao's face.

Suddenly, the face that looked like an adult quickly turned into that of a seven or eight-year-old child.

——It’s the Earthly Evil Technique·Spraying!

"Hurry and retrieve the woman's lost cattle. If the goblin eats it, beat it if you can. If you can't, burn incense and let me know."

"Ya San'er, keep an eye on this dirty thing. If it dares to tinker with the method of Yin and Yang dual cultivation, you're allowed to kill it first and then show it!"

After saying that, without waiting for the two demons to reply, Mo Chuan waved his hand and threw the woman's incense away.

"who?"

The old woman who was burning incense and praying suddenly heard a strange noise and subconsciously looked up.

Then he saw a young boy emerging from behind the shrine.

"Ah, whose doll is this? Why are you hiding here in the middle of the night?"

baby?

Face too ugly?

How clever is Dengcao monk?

Although he was suddenly thrown over, he still reacted immediately, with a polite look on his face, and said:

"Hello grandma, this little monk is so polite! He is a boy from the immortal family. Hearing that you lost your cow, the immortal specially ordered him to come over and help you find it. May I ask what grandma's farm cow looks like? Do you have anything with you?"

"You, are you a boy from the Immortal family?"

The old woman was confused. The baby in front of her was really too small, but the old words made her have to believe it.

While he was talking, a huge jackal emerged from behind the shrine.

"Oh my god, wolf——"

When the old woman saw Ya San'er, she was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

"Grandma, don't be afraid. This is the sacred beast under the Immortal Throne. Come with me to help you find the cow."

What does "up to you" mean?

Ya San'er looked at Monk Dengcao with a dissatisfied look on his face. He felt that this guy really deserved to be killed. Didn't the Immortal say who was in charge?

Even if we talk about priority, it must be my priority and your priority!

Please note that the Immortal has given this wolf the right to kill first and then report later. Who do you think you are?

Ya San'er was dissatisfied and wanted to cause trouble, but after thinking about it, he didn't refute and said:

"Don't be afraid, old man. If I want to eat you, I don't need to say hello to you at all. I will also take the things from the cattle. My nose can chase prey for thousands of miles. I will definitely help you find the cattle."

The woman was even more frightened when she heard the jackal talking.

It took a while before he came back to his senses under the comfort of Monk Dengcao.

Finally, worried about the cattle, he went home to get the cattle's belongings.

"Ya San'er, let's hide for a while. The villagers are suspicious. If you are killed as a mountain monster, it will be a small matter if you lose your life, but it will be a big deal if you insult the reputation of the immortal."

Monk Dengcao looked at the woman's back, turned around and gave instructions.

However, his eyes couldn't help but look around. The enlarged field of vision was really shocking.

…

At this time, Mo Chuan, who used the incense as a mirror, looked at Monk Dengcao's words and deeds, and nodded with satisfaction.

The fluffy hemp grows in the hemp, and it becomes straight without support;

The white sand is black in nirvana.

Monk Dengcao is a dirty thing. Although he did some dirty things when he first became a goblin, he was ultimately influenced by Zhang Yuanwai's collection of books.

If you train him well, he might become an errand boy.

Speaking of which, Huang Buyu, who also had a demonic background, looked like a scholar in every word and deed because he attended private schools in the first few years.

It has to be said that the environment affects people!

[Thanks to "book friend 20170624180920059" and "Wang Sanzhi" for the reward! 】
Chapter completed!