"A portion of Yuehua Pulp has given me ten years of cultivation, and now with the blood and flesh of a powerful cow, and with the help of the incense of ten thousand dynasties, it is not difficult to break through the level of Jiazi within half a month."

"The question is will Feiniu give me time?"

In the Sacrifice and Furnace Temple, Mo Chuan sat cross-legged, refining the ox ears in his belly while concentrating on meditation.

If you think about it from his perspective, if he was like Fei Niu and was being cannibalized like this, he would definitely rise up to resist and use all means to kill his enemy.

"In this way, it is very possible to combine vertical and horizontal forces, drive away tigers and devour wolves..."

"Feiniu, as a demon of ten thousand years, has too many cards to play."

"If you want to avoid this situation, the best way is to kill the cow. After all, my pot of beef offal is missing a portion of cow brain."

"It's a pity that Taoism is limited. If you want to separate Feiniu's head, even if you have the help of spraying, it will be difficult to achieve without two or three first-class Taoism."

"It's just a matter of time to offer two or three Taoist practices with the incense I have now. Are you afraid of long nights and many dreams?"

"...It seems that I have to take a different approach!"

Mo Chuan frowned slightly and simply left the Yangshen Temple and headed to Fengming Cave.

Unexpectedly, people rushed in vain.

"My mother-in-law went out to visit."

In front of the archway of the underground palace of Fengming Cave, a half-armored ghost pours out from the inscription on the archway and returns the favor.

"May I ask when Empress Red Pheasant will come back?" Mo Chuan asked.

"The whereabouts of the empress are uncertain..."

Before Yinhun could finish speaking, a charming voice came from behind Mo Chuan.

"I feel uneasy when I'm outside. I didn't expect that a Taoist friend would come to visit me. What an unexpected surprise!"

Mo Chuan looked back and saw the red pheasant, the god of Fengming Cave, approaching with a sweet smile, silent and charming.

——This is the way of the thousand-year-old demon?

Mo Chuan's heart trembled!

"What a coincidence!"

Mo Chuan smiled slightly, raised his hand and handed over a food box with red lacquer and gold floral patterns: "The cave has been very busy these days, thanks to the empress's help. A little thought cannot be considered disrespectful!"

The red pheasant looked curious and reached out to take it: "What is this?"

Mo Chuan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you'll know right away."

Red Pheasant held the food box in one hand and gently opened it with the other. When the gap was exposed, she suddenly closed the food box and looked at Mo Chuan in astonishment.

"It's a plate of appetizers. I hope your Majesty won't dislike it." Mo Chuan smiled.

"Fellow Taoist, you are really good at joking. These are just appetizers, so why should the main course be luxurious?"

The red pheasant seemed to have a deep meaning, put away the food box, made a "please" gesture and said: "This is not the place to talk, please!"

Mo Chuan nodded and walked away happily.

After passing the archway, entering the underground palace, passing through the corridors and alleys, a man and a demon stopped in an elegant guest room.

Fengming Cave God’s Tea is of course the best quality tea.

While Mo Chuan was sipping tea, he had gained two more years of experience and sighed in his heart, the boss is the boss!

Of course, the food box he sent was not bad either.

The two of them changed cups and drank more wine. After some pleasantries, Red Pheasant could no longer hold back his anger and asked curiously: "For thousands of years, flesh and blood have been just appetizers. What is the main meal of friendship?"

Mo Chuan smiled and said: "The secret method of the heavenly demon!"

"how do I say this?"

"Then the old scalper is with the queen, right?"

Chi Pheasant had a strange look on his face when he heard this. After a while, he pretended to be surprised and laughed softly.

"I am timid, fellow Taoist, please don't scare this little girl."

"Really? It seems that I am too worried."

Mo Chuan stared at the red pheasant's hard-to-distinguish expression and said slowly: "Since he is not here, Pindao can rest assured. Pindao is here just to remind the queen that if the old scalper comes to look for the queen one day, the queen might as well consider it.

Have some dinner."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

The red pheasant stood up thoughtfully to see him off.

After the guests left and returned to the house, she opened the food box expressionlessly, looked at the neatly arranged boiled beef ears on the plate, reached out and picked up one, put it into her mouth, and chewed it carefully.

Thousands of years of demonic blood food, it is a top delicacy, you can't stop eating it, the red pheasant's eyes turned red when he tasted it for the first time, and the beast's blood boiled. Just as he was about to reach out again, his eyes suddenly flashed, he reached out and pulled out a cow's ear, and raised it to his eyes.

I saw that the brittle bone of the cow ear was crystal clear and shone with jade luster. It didn't look like food, but more like a Taoist jade tablet.

…

After bidding farewell to Fengming Cave God, Mo Chuan followed suit and visited Master Tunyun and Master Sheyue respectively, leaving behind two food boxes.

Regardless of whether Fei Niu will contact the three demons privately, three servings of boiled cow ears is both a deterrent and a willingness to cooperate.

As the saying goes, help the winner but not the loser.

As long as the three demons have some brains, they should know how to choose.

Of course, it's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen.

After all, a demon is a demon with a weird temperament that cannot be treated by common sense. He can only do his best and obey fate.

If you can keep the incense in Wanchao Cave, keep it. If you can't keep it, it's the best option.

As my thoughts wandered, a wisp of incense curled up.

Following the incense, I saw that pretty face that was about to break through the Zen skills.

In front of the Wanchao Cave, I saw Weili, wearing a red pleated skirt with window lattice patterns, her hair in a girl's bun, holding three incense sticks in her hands, and offering incense to worship devoutly.

"Wei Li, pay homage to Immortal Mingchen."

After thinking about the words spoken all the way, when it came to my eyes, there was only a dry request to see him.

This made Wei Li a little anxious. He wanted to say a few more words, but he didn't know where to start, so the incense burnt out and made him feel a little dry.

"How did Miss Weili know that Pindao was in Wanchao Cave?"

The sound of curiosity relieved Weili's anxiety and made her little heart beat loudly.

He raised his head and followed the sound, and saw a vague but familiar blue shadow coming from the depths of the dim cave.

Seeing Mo Chuan, Weili lowered his head subconsciously and hurriedly explained:

"Before, the Immortal Chief said that you were the Jiuyao Cave God, so Wei Li went to the Jiuyao Cave first, and then heard that the new Cave God said that you came to the Wanchao Cave, so...he came."

"I see."

Mo Chuan nodded: "Then I wonder why Miss Weili is looking for poverty?"

"The little girl has encountered a major event in her life, and she doesn't know how to make a decision, so... So I want to hear the opinion of the Immortal Chief? I don't know, can the Immortal Chief be free?"

Wei Li raised his head and asked.

"Life Events?"

Mo Chuan's heart skipped a beat, then he thought for a moment and said, "Tell me and listen."

Wei Li pursed her lips and said, "Bashou of the clan wants to accept me as his disciple, but I... I'm a little hesitant, not sure whether I should agree or not."

Mo Chuan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He thought it was some major life event!

"Miss Weili also said that this is a major event in life. It's best for Miss Weili to make her own decision about this kind of thing, or it's best to consult her parents' advice. It's not good for me to make decisions on my behalf without authorization," Mo Chuan said.

Wei Li lowered his head and wrung his clothes with his hands, seeming to be experiencing a fierce ideological struggle.

"Does the Immortal always change caves?" Wei Li changed the subject.

"I just arrived in the mountains recently and I changed a little more casually. I probably won't change again in the future," Mo Chuan said.

"So the Immortal Chief will always practice here?"

Wei Li raised his head and asked, his eyes surprisingly bright.

Mo Chuan suddenly thought of the fireflies in the night, bright, weak, and gentle.

"That's right!" He nodded.

"Then from now on, as we are practitioners, I hope the Immortal will take care of you."

Wei Li mustered up his courage, adhered to Han family etiquette, clasped his hands at his waist, bent his knees slightly, and performed the blessing ceremony.

When Mo Chuan saw this scene, he burst into laughter.

Where is this asking for advice? You have already made a decision!

"As it should be!"
Chapter completed!