The setting sun stands at dusk, and at the foot of Xiqiong Mountain, the mountain village is picturesque, with smoke curling up from the cooking pots.

According to the usual practice, the goddess offers three sticks of incense at the intersection of yin and yang. Looking carefully, there is only a clay Taoist statue left in the shrine that once worshiped the five immortals.

After the incense was finished, the goddess sat down tremblingly and looked at the clay Taoist statue in a daze.

I wonder if my wish has been fulfilled and my obsession has gone?

Or is it the collapse of ignorant faith?

Ever since she met the Taoist priest Mingchen, the goddess's body has become worse and worse day by day, and she is now very old and about to die.

"Grandma, soak your feet!"

A crisp greeting came from outside the courtyard, and a young boy with a ponytail walked in, holding a footbath.

"Hey, okay."

Seeing Xiao Yao, the goddess regained some energy. Under Xiao Yao's service, she took off her cloth shoes and inserted them into the hot water. She felt so comfortable that her whole body relaxed.

"Grandma, tell me when the water is cold." Xiao Yao gathered her cloth shoes and sat down next to her.

"Yeah." The goddess nodded.

"Grandma, will the immortal appear again?"

Xiaoyao sat for a while, couldn't help but look at the clay Taoist statue, and asked.

"Haha, are you still determined to give up?"

The goddess opened her eyes and looked at Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao lowered his head and said nothing.

Her father asked her to come over and learn her skills, but she never expected that all her aunt's skills were fake and deceptive.

However, the immortal she mentioned was something she had some hope for, because her father had also seen that immortal.

"The Immortal doesn't like me cheating, so why would he come to see me, an old woman again?"

The goddess shook her head, looked at the clay Taoist statue, and sighed softly: "Immortals have great magical powers. When you inherit this house a hundred years from now, you must remember to offer incense and worship from time to time."

"You are different from the old woman. You are clean and tidy. Maybe an immortal will pass by one day and see your kindness and accept you as his disciple."

The Goddess was a little worried that Xiaoyao only cared about her inheritance and ignored the incense of the immortals, so she thought about drawing a pie in the hope.

"I got it, grandma."

Yao'er nodded and subconsciously looked at the clay Taoist statue on the shrine.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the clay Taoist priest seemed to be looking at her, which made her suddenly feel guilty and panicked, and she quickly looked away.

She didn't know that the immortal her grandma talked about was actually standing there looking at her.

'The old woman is interested. If she can offer incense regularly in the future, it would be a good idea for me to give her a blessing.'

Mo Chuan, who was coming from the Yang God in the midst of incense, looked at the young Yao'er and then at the goddess soaking her feet, secretly made a promise, and then walked away.

After leaving the mountain village, he took the road to Mantou Mountain, and within two sticks of incense, he reached the crack in the mountain.

He immediately stopped and checked his surroundings carefully to make sure that no one had touched the gap, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, it dispersed into Qi again, escaped into the cracks of the mountain, and burrowed into the cave.

The scenery of the cave is still the same, with the cave grass shining like a golden lamp and the fireflies lighting up the cave as hazy as the early morning.

Mo Chuan kept walking, and when he reached the depths of the cave, there was nothing on the weird pool.

——Feiniu, who apparently lost his one eye, was so cautious that he hid himself.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan didn't panic. He stretched out his hand and took out a stick of incense. He lit it and blew it gently with his lips.

Suddenly the incense candles were as bright as stars, and thick smoke billowed out.

Within a moment, the cave was filled, and Fei Niu's figure was outlined.

"What are you going to do?"

Fei Niu, who noticed the incense, suddenly struggled, and as the monster's body twisted, it pulled up a large chain, causing the mountain's body to rumble.

"With the help of Mr. Hongfu, Pindao ascended to the position of Cave God of Ten Thousand Dynasties and earned a position on an equal footing with the thousand-year-old demon. However, he was not strong enough and felt guilty, so he came to borrow a few years from Mr. to cultivate."

Mo Chuan cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Blood soup?"

Feiniu's voice suddenly became sharp.

"Exactly!"

While speaking, Mo Chuan flicked his finger, and a piece of gravel hit Fei's calf with a "bang" sound.

Feiniu, who had lost his one eye, subconsciously condensed his demonic power and concentrated it on the attacked area, causing all the hair on his body to stand on end.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mo Chuan's body expanded crazily.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a giant that was tens of feet tall and filled the cave.

He grabbed Fei Niu's ears with both hands, and when he held them down, he used the art of fragmentation to pluck off the ears.

"Moo——"

Feiniu became furious and spat out a mouthful of bone-corrosive ecstasy poisonous mist.

Mo Chuan's giant body had nowhere to dodge, and he was forced to bear the poisonous mist!

However, this poisonous mist, which was enough to make evil spirits tremble for thousands of years, fell on Mo Chuan like a breeze blowing on his face, without causing any waves.

During this moment of attack, Mo Chuan also successfully took off the cow's ears, his figure suddenly shrank, and he retreated violently.

"Roar--"

"You dare to eat Yu, and when I escape, I will cut you into pieces..."

Feiniu's angry roar echoed in the cave, but at this time Mo Chuan was already thousands of miles away.

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Eat the ritual furnace and nourish the temple.

Mo Chuan, who returned to his physical body, took out a pair of cow ears he had just picked.

Just looking at this pair of ox ears, they seem to be no different from ordinary ox ears. They are as big as the palm of your hand and covered with ox hair.

However, using the sword to ward off evil spirits could not damage it at all.

Obviously, Wanzai Yaoxie's body was so powerful that he, a half-year-old monk, could not bully him at will.

With no other choice, Mo Chuan could only use his magical powers to forcefully separate.

"You will suffer if you are separated, Mr. Fei."

Mo Chuan pinched the detached cow ears, shook his head and sighed, then threw it into the boiling water and cooked it to remove the hair.

After being cooked, the cow ears no longer have the defensive power of evil spirits. Cut them gently, and the skin and bones are connected, curled up into a circle, elastic and cute.

Tsk, a great dish to go with wine!

Mo Chuan looked up and looked around, intent on looking for a pot to cook, but he was not good at cooking, so he had no choice but to give up.

He picked up a piece casually and stuffed it into his mouth. Before chewing it carefully, his old face suddenly turned red, and his face was like a glaring King Kong.

Cow ears are poisonous, highly poisonous!

"Buzz!"

Fei Niu's one eye, which was suppressed at the root chakra, began to buzz and tremble, and the Yin runes were sparsely connected to the blood of its one eye, and the power to ward off epidemics cleansed the whole body.

After a while, Mo Chuan's old face, which was as red as pig liver, gradually receded and returned to normal.

"Crack!"

He chewed the brittle bone of the cow ear with an expressionless expression, chewing it until it was broken into pieces, and then swallowed it gently.

In an instant, billowing Yuan Qi burst out from the intestines and stomach, rushing to the limbs and bones. Under the absorption of the blood food soup, it was quickly transformed into the host's own Yuan Qi.

Mo Chuan closed his eyes slightly and concentrated his energy.

I don't know how much time had passed before he suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of blood flashed through his eyes, and there was an uncontrollable surge of blood on his face.

"As expected of being a demon for ten thousand years, just a piece of cow's ear has increased my spiritual practice for six years!"

"Unfortunately, the meat is highly poisonous. To resolve this poison, it will cost me 70% of my energy. This cannot be consumed as a daily meal."

"For daily enjoyment, it is best to use the power of eyes to remove its toxicity in advance. Although this will take some effort and time, it is also the safest and safest."

"I don't know if I will turn the cow into a mummy if I keep eating like this."

Mo Chuan stopped thinking and glanced at the cow ears on the table.

I saw that a piece of the cow's ear that he had cut off had grown back and looked the same as before.

"Inexhaustible, inexhaustible. I hope you don't make me puke."
Chapter completed!