Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 45
No, no, this monster is still a little short of Jiazi, but it's not far away.

It seems that after three to five years of cultivation, it will be able to condense into a solid body and become that fierce ghost!

"Guardian Fuluan, although this son is a fierce ghost, he has a pure nature, but he is still young, so he is too embarrassed to be responsible. Take it with you so that he can teach you, and don't let him go astray. It can be Fuluan Ghost Immortal!"

Old Taoist Fuluan's heart trembled when he heard this.

Let him teach the big demon Jiazi, I'm afraid that someone will be unhappy and eat him directly.

However, as the patriarch said, if the teaching is successful, Fuluan will add another Jiazi ghost fairy to sit in the town, so why not worry about the Taoist system?

He knew that this was an opportunity given to Fuluan by the patriarch!

"The disciple respectfully abides by the decree of the patriarch!"

The old Taoist Fuluan hurriedly bowed and bowed to accept the order.

I gritted my teeth secretly in my heart, I am an old man, I don't have many years to live, and it is a blessing from heaven to be able to teach Xuan Yun alone!

If he can teach another Jiazi Ghost Immortal, this life will be worth it.

In the future, if Yi Yi transforms into a ghost fairy, he may have to rely on this ghost fairy for his care.

"This is the method of Ben Erjing, which can refine the soul of the sun and nourish the soul of the moon. If you practice carefully, after a hundred years, you may become a Fuluan ghost fairy!"

As Mo Chuan said, he took out a scroll of Taoism scriptures and handed it over.

This is the way of the sun and the moon in the Taoism of the Three Scenes, which just fits the current situation of Fuluan Taoism.

The old Taoist Fuluan trembled all over, and quickly patted the sleeves of his shirt to show that he was brushing off the dust, then bowed down and took it with both hands.

"Disciple Chang Qing, thank the patriarch for the Dharma!"

Mo Chuan nodded, and looked at the bewildered Qian family child:

"Today's lesson, thinking about it, is enough for you to remember! From now on, you will practice with Master Fuluan and treat him as you would treat me. If the poor Taoist knows how stubborn you are, then it will not cut you off. Do it yourself!"

The young child of the Qian family had already learned about Taoism from Monk Deng Cao, so he was terrified and hurriedly replied: "Understood, sir."

Standing by the side, the temple master Fuluan listened to "Cutting off your Jiazi Dao Xing", his face was calm, but his heart was full of turbulent waves!
Feelings, this childish boy is a big monster of Jiazi, but he was beheaded by the patriarch, ah?

"Dare to ask the patriarch, does the fairy boy have a Taoist name?"

Seeing that the patriarch was about to leave, Fuluan Lao Tao hurriedly asked.

"Well, that never happened."

Mo Chuan pondered for a while, and said, "If you raise fish in stagnant water, you will never catch them, and if you feed deer in the deep mountains, you will live forever. You, call me Wangsheng!"

Looking forward to life, to life, to death!
The Fuluan old man didn't know Mo Chuan's deep meaning, but he felt that the poem of Patriarch Master contained great compassion. Feeling it in his heart, his eyes softened when he looked at Wangsheng, and he was no longer that frightening Jiazi monster.

"Mangsheng, you should practice hard here, don't mess around and play games with others, and the poor will come to see you when you have time!"

"Yes, sir!"

Wang Sheng, a naive son of the Qian family, said hastily.

"Xuanyun Daotong" nodded his head, his whole body trembled, his deep eyes were like clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, returning to the clear and innocent.

He looked at Wang Sheng standing in front of him with a look of surprise and said, "Master, he is Jia Zi Da..."

Old Taoist Fu Luan frowned: "Ahem! Be careful! From now on, this is your little uncle, you have to treat him with courtesy, don't neglect!"

Xuan Yun Daotong looked at Wang Sheng, who looked ignorant, in astonishment, and the two half-sized boys, one tall and one short, suddenly looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed.

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"Huh... finally solved a small problem!"

Using the incense as a mirror, Mo Chuan looked at Mu Sheng who was interacting with Fu Luan's master and apprentice, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Musheng is different from the monk Dengcao.

Keeping it in the sacrificial furnace is not only easy to be misled by the lamp grass monk, but also easy to eat the poor.

——The appetite of the big monster Jiazi is not covered.

But there is no use for it.

This kind of little ancestor who can only go in and out, he can't just throw it into the sewer, right?
After all, I am a child, I can't bear it!

After thinking about it, only Fuluan Guan can be adopted, and it fits with Fuluan's orthodoxy, so I'm not afraid that they won't care.

However, if Fu Luan Guan is to adopt him on his behalf, his Taoism will definitely have to be cut.

After all, if you make a mistake, Fu Luan Guan will be unable to handle it for a while, and then it will be over.

To make matters worse, it would be even more embarrassing if Mo Chuan couldn't handle it.

You can't come back to solve the Yin God again, can you?
Therefore, the only way to perfectly solve this problem is to cut its way.

"Well!"

Mo Chuan's mind moved, but an essence of incense came to him.

Follow the incense and look:

In a secluded main room, a boy-like big monster of Jiazi——Huang Buyu, was offering incense and praying.

Like a devout believer, he kowtowed to the ground, held three sticks of incense with a dignified expression, his lips moved slightly, and murmured endlessly.

'As expected of the Great Demon of Jiazi, incense is the essence! '

Mo Chuan sighed with emotion, and immediately took the incense as his way, and left.

"Disciple Huang Buyu, kowtow to Mr. Mo!"

Huang Buyu moved his eyebrows, looked up, and saw Mo Shangxian quietly escaped from the misty green smoke.

With the previous experience, he subconsciously listened carefully to the voice in the direction of the Shangxian.

Unfortunately, nothing was heard this time, and Mo Shangxian seemed to be in a quiet environment.

"Get up, is there any result in the investigation?" Mo Chuan asked.

"Reporting to the Immortal, this disciple carefully checked Zhang Yuanwai's study and even the mansion in Jinghe County, and found no discrepancies. Please forgive me, sir."

Huang Buyu hurriedly asked for instructions respectfully, but there was a ripple in his heart.

After investigating Zhang Yuanwai's study, he naturally also knew about Zhang Yuanwai's Twelve Immortals.

If he guessed correctly, Daoist Mingchen is most likely the incarnation of Mo Shangxian playing in the world.

Taoist Master Mingchen was willing to relieve the disaster for member Zhang, perhaps because of that opportunity.

It's a pity that Zhang Yuanwai had no eyesight, so he bought out Xianyuan with ten taels of silver.

Otherwise, for the sake of the opportunity, Mo Shangxian might not give compensation.

Of course, this may be the best result for Zhang Yuanwai at the moment.

Fairy!Fairy!How can the fate of becoming a fairy be so easy to get?

What's more, Zhang Yuanwai is still a mortal whose body has been hollowed out by beauty?
"Don't be cautious, Pindao is just checking for leaks and filling in gaps, so why are you guilty?"

Mo Chuan shook his head, not surprised by this result.

If Zhang Yuanwai's mansion finds Taoism again, he will still mutter whether it is some kind of fairy queen!

At this point in his thoughts, he was wondering if he should instruct Huang Buyu to check the heels of that five-armored monster, Lu Fengbei?

No, the Dao Furnace for Sacrifice, which hadn't picked up new incense for a long time, suddenly trembled slightly.

A piece of incense came faintly.

Mo Chuan smelled the fragrance and looked over.

But I saw in a small farmyard, on a simple table, three or five melons and fruits tribute.

A man wearing a green cloth cap and Taoist robe, with a solemn face, offered incense and prayed.

Next to him, lay a row of... dead bodies with yellow paper on their foreheads.

"The god of the land here is the most spiritual, ascending to heaven and earth, entering the nether world, the people of the shadows are about to set off on their way, and the gods of all walks of life help the coffin!"

"rise!"

The mountain curse begins!
Yu Jinghong caught a glimpse, and Mo Chuan saw the corpses on the ground bouncing up one after another, stepping on the afterglow of dusk, jumping out of the courtyard gate, and walking towards the path deep in the mountain.

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