"Beast... From now on, you will be the spiritual pet of poor Taoist."

After closing the door of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun picked up Pangpang, and the fat fat hung down along Zhang Qingyun's arm: "You beast, it's time to lose weight. As the pet of the poor Taoist, you must follow the poor Taoist to slay demons in the future.

You are a demon. You are so fat that it is difficult to walk. I am afraid that you will not be able to slay the demons, and maybe you will become a snack for the demons."

There are three types of spiritual pets.

One is a mount. This kind of spiritual pet is fast in flight or instruction. It can travel thousands or thousands of miles in a day. It is a tool for practitioners to travel.

Chubby is obese and too small to carry people.

Moreover, due to insufficient cultivation, although the speed is fast, it cannot last long and cannot be ridden.

The second is the mountain-protecting spiritual beast, which has high Taoist power. It awakens its natal magical power and opens up its ancestral bloodline. It is powerful and can protect the safety of the sect.

Now Pangpang is only practicing the third level of Qi, and his cultivation level is too low. He can protect himself in this city, but it is far from enough to say that the protection of the heavenly master is comprehensive.

The Celestial Master Temple is too small and there is no need for mountain guardian beasts.

The third is contracted spirit beasts, which are monks and powerful divine beasts, spirits or souls, using talisman magic to form a certain spiritual level contract to determine the master-servant relationship.

Contracted spirit beasts can fight together and share joys and sorrows.

If the spirit beast dies, the master will not be affected. If the master dies, the spirit beast will die.

"Pindao realizes that you are now useless and have no use at all."

Zhang Qingyun put down Pangpang and said, "Aside from occasionally bringing something back, you have no other use."

Zhang Qingyun knew the purpose of Qiao Yan's visit this time. It was just to ask him to help the middle-aged man who came today. Practitioners should do things according to their true intentions, seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and would not take risks because of the influence of certain people.

work.

It was easy for Zhang Qingyun to get Pangpang to belong to Zhang Qingyun. Zhang Qingyun was a little disgusted with this woman Qiao Yan: "Humph, she is beautiful if she is beautiful, but if you don't understand the cause and effect involved, do you think that Pindao is a person who is deceived by beauty?

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"Pindao has been trained into a cat demon. Do you want to go there again?"

"The husband and wife have been separated for a period of time, and they automatically dissolved the marriage. Pangpang has been abandoned by you for so long, and it has nothing to do with you."

Pangpang must be taken care of. Pangpang, who has already practiced Qi for the third level, is still very malleable.

There's no telling in the future, we might actually be able to cultivate a cat demon.

"But... we can't call him Fatty anymore. This name is really too vulgar..."

Rolling his eyes, Zhang Qingyun frowned and said seriously: "I will give you the name Mao Xuan... huh?"

Zhang Qingyun hugged Pangpang, uh, hugged Mao Xuan, and turned Mao Xuan's body: "I haven't determined whether you are male or female..."

After confirming the male and female of Chubby, Zhang Qingyun shook his head: "Tianshi Temple, finally has a mother... the name Maoxuan is not suitable."

"What's it called?"

His eyes rolled around, and Zhang Qingyun clapped his hands: "Let's call her Mao Ling... This name is just fine."

After practicing all night, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes the next morning and frowned: "The progress is too slow. After practicing all night, the progress is minimal and can be ignored."

With this accumulation, it will be impossible to break through to the sixth level of foundation building in less than three to five years.

"We have to think of a way. If we don't get enough merit, we can't catch ghosts... there aren't many ghosts."

After wandering around all night yesterday, Zhang Qingyun didn't meet a single ghost.

"If I show my skills, I can attract people."

It's just that in this era, showing off your skills and attracting attention means countless troubles.

As a Taoist, one seeks to be at ease and at ease, rather than swaggering through the streets.

"What the hell, Taoist temples are too limited in a busy city."

Zhang Qingyun now yearns for the deep mountains and wild forests, rather than the rolling world of mortals.

Holding the futon, I wanted to go outside the Taoist temple to take a chance. What if... whoever recognized the Taoist priest asked me to tell my fortune?

Shaking his head, Zhang Qingyun sat under the eaves of the backyard.

"Let's study some magical powers..."

Zhang Qingyun sighed: "The Taoist mind of a poor Taoist has fluctuated too much recently, which is not a good thing. Excessive pursuit of the realm of cultivation goes against the essence of cultivation."

At night, Zhang Qingyun walked out of the room.

Sitting down cross-legged, Zhang Qingyun began to practice. At midnight, Zhang Qingyun quietly left the Taoist temple and jumped directly out of the back wall of the Taoist temple.

The magic city at midnight is brightly lit but empty with no crowds of people.

Occasionally, vehicles will pass by, breaking the silence of the night.

The talisman bird on his shoulder soared into the sky and disappeared into the night. Zhang Qingyun walked towards the nearest hospital.

Under the control of Zhang Qingyun, the Fu Bird quickly arrived at a hospital, flew around the hospital, and finally returned and landed on Zhang Qingyun's shoulder: "That's right, if there are so many ghosts, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

"The hospital is actually peaceful, which is really unexpected."

The steps stopped and Zhang Qingyun suddenly turned his head.

I saw a car speeding past Zhang Qingyun in the distance. It was very fast and passed by Zhang Qingyun.

Zhang Qingyun's eyes narrowed and his face was full of surprise: "This is..."

The vehicle that just passed by at high speed was no different from the vehicles that passed by at high speed on the street. The biggest difference was that this car was more luxurious.

However, in Zhang Qingyun's eyes, this car is just a paper car.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a female ghost with a vague face, blood all over her body, and insect repellent on her face...

Zhang Qingyun immediately became excited: "Business is here..."

It's just that the vehicle was traveling too fast and reached the intersection in the blink of an eye, ignoring the traffic lights and crossing directly.

Just as he was about to control the Talisman Bird to chase this car, the car in front of him braked suddenly and turned around in the distance.

Like a stream of light, it turned around in the blink of an eye and stopped in front of Zhang Qingyun.

"Back?"

Zhang Qingyun was overjoyed and very strange, why did this female ghost come back?

There was a paper car parked next to him, and a female ghost was sitting in the paper car. It was always not very elegant. Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes directly, and everything in front of him disappeared. The paper car was gone, and so was the female ghost.

"I have forgotten that the mortal body cannot see these dirty things..."

It's just the female ghost on the paper car that Zhang Qingyun couldn't bear to look at. He opened his eyes and rolled down the window of the female ghost in front of him. He saw Zhang Qingyun looking at it, with no expression on his rotten face: "Where are you going, Taoist Master?"

, let me give you a ride..."

This is a woman's voice. The sound is like the cry of an oriole in the valley. It is very pleasant to hear.

He raised his head and glanced at both sides of the street. There were cameras everywhere. Zhang Qingyun rolled his eyes: "I want to go back to the Taoist temple..."

There are cameras here, and Zhang Qingyun can imagine the scene of killing female ghosts here. A Taoist priest, with flames steaming from his palms, stepping on strange footwork, like a dancing master...

The female ghost lowered her head, and when she raised her head again, a beautiful face appeared in front of her eyes.

Zhang Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time kept complaining: "Just changing your face is not enough, you are still disgusting with the rancid smell all over your body."

"Taoist Master, let me take you back to the Taoist Temple."

This was exactly what Zhang Qingyun wanted, and he nodded: "That's fine..."

After wandering for more than ten miles, Zhang Qingyun was also curious about whether this paper car could bear the weight of a living person.

When you open the car door, you will see that the door is made of sorghum stalks covered with a layer of paper.

What surprised Zhang Qingyun was that this paper car could actually bear his weight.

The car went very fast and we arrived at the pedestrian street in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, this female ghost actually knew his address... When he first got on the paper truck, Zhang Qingyun did not tell the female ghost his address.

Zhang Qingyun did not use his Heavenly Eye to watch the female ghost's blessings and misfortunes. At this time, if he opened his Heavenly Eye and watched the blessings and misfortunes, there would be something abnormal. If the female ghost found out that he was abnormal, it would not be that easy to get the female ghost to follow him back to the Taoist temple.

Zhang Qingyun was thinking about how to get the female ghost to follow him back to the Taoist temple. The female ghost suddenly laughed like a bell: "Taoist Master, I will take you back to the Taoist temple."

Zhang Qingyun's face was full of smiles. I don't know how powerful this female ghost is, but she came to my door on her own initiative...

"good..."
Chapter completed!