"He actually escaped...how is this possible...how did he do this with just a hundred years of cultivation?"

"Could it be that you have developed some great magical power?"

"But no matter how powerful the magical power is, without the support of Taoism, it is just water without a source or a tree without a root. How can it escape?"

"Unless...he hides his cultivation?"

Ling Kong circled back and forth in the well angrily, like a snake chasing its tail, going round and round, mumbling incessantly, and the original calmness could no longer be seen.

When Mo Chuan disappeared, although he guessed that Mo Chuan might have escaped, deep down he couldn't believe it.

In fact, his thousand-year sealing career has already made him experience too much despair.

Every time the light of hope rises, it is just the dusk before the dark night. It is like light, but it brings more cruel darkness.

But this time it's different.

He was extremely confident that Mo Chuan escaped and appeared outside the well with his thousand-year dragon slough.

This made his already numb heart of despair set off such huge waves that Mo Chuan's taunt before leaving seemed inconsequential.

"Yuqing, here's the chance for the child."

Suddenly, Lingkong stopped and looked at his wife, Yuqing.

Yuqing was stunned, and subconsciously lowered her head to look at her abdomen. The bulging abdomen made her body look particularly bloated and huge, even surpassing her husband, and she looked like a pig dragon.

"...Do you really want to do this?" Yuqing's voice was trembling.

"It has been thousands of years, haven't you seen through the faces of those rogues? They will not let us go, no matter what the price we pay, but it is different, it is innocent, this is our last hope, isn't it?

What's more, do you want it to live in this dark well?"

He swam to the lady's side in the air and rubbed their necks against each other, his voice full of pain.

Yuqing said nothing, falling into an oppressive silence.

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After leaving Shuanglong Temple, Mo Chuan immediately escaped into the Sacrificial Ceremony Furnace.

Nowadays, the Temple of Cultivation in the Sacrifice Furnace is still in a state of ruins. Mo Chuan has no intention of cleaning it up, and it has become a treasure hunting place for several evil spirits.

At this time, a side hall next to it has become the new Yangshen Temple.

The new hall was empty. Mo Chuan walked around the main hall, pacing and thinking, while reviewing the story of the two dragons. It seemed that he could still hear lingering sounds of Ling Kong begging to stay.

"Judging from the information gathered, I should be the only one who entered the water purification bottle and then escaped."

"Then I will be the only hope for Shuanglong to escape from the deep well."

"In order to stabilize me, even if you know that I am blackmailing, you will inevitably bleed with pain and wait for opportunities."

"Then this is my chance."

"However, once the two dragons have no hope of escaping, the trick will not be easy to use."

"So I have to give them some hope."

"The scale needs to be adjusted accordingly and handled carefully."

"In short, not saving Ssangyong is the final bottom line, no matter what price they offer, how much injustice they suffer!"

In secret thoughts, Mo Chuan drew a bottom line for himself in his heart.

To be honest, is Shuangyong guilty? Or was he wronged? It doesn’t mean much anymore.

Ethnic strife has nothing to do with justice.

Once Shuanglong is saved, the Chengye River will inevitably dry up, which will affect millions of people on both sides of the Chengye River.

This is a scene that Mo Chuan, as a human being, does not want to see under any circumstances.

"I don't know if the Jinbi Qiantong Jue can be refined into a sacrificial furnace, but now is the time to try it!"

After making the mental presets, Mo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously thought of the more uses of Jinbi Qiantong Jue.

Today, he has vaguely realized why he got this great opportunity to eat the Taoist Furnace?

If he guessed correctly, he is actually the ancestor of the Chen family in Qukou, Qingshui County!

Ancestors in the true sense of the word.

The body of the Taoist furnace is the incense burner in the Chen family ancestral hall in Qukou. Under some circumstances, it was activated by Chen's obsession. With the help of the power of the Taoist furnace, he was able to communicate with him who was in the dark realm.

In the end, he accidentally obtained the treasure, escaped from the Netherworld of Diming, and sneaked into the world of incense.

However, even so, Mo Chuan's use of the Taoist furnace is still very superficial, and he is in a state of "knowing it but not knowing why."

For example, the Sacrifice Burner can intercept ownerless incense.

Mo Chuan encountered many ownerless incense sticks, but the sacrificial furnace was unmoved.

It seems to be attracted only by the incense of obsession.

If he mastered it thoroughly, maybe he could turn his passivity into initiative and take the initiative to intercept the incense.

Dare not intercept those fairy incense;

He has long coveted the incense offered to worship ancestors in ordinary people's homes.

Of course, he does not eat and drink for free. If the donor encounters a headache, fever, or evil spirits, after praying sincerely, if he feels something, he will definitely help him.

Wouldn’t this be the best of both worlds?

After thinking about it, Mo Chuan's heart became more and more fiery, and he quickly escaped from the Dao Furnace, sneaked into the Shoushan Mountains, and tried to refine the Dao Furnace.

Unexpectedly, a mouthful of blood essence was sprayed on, and his curse seals were sprayed like rain. The furnace remained as stable as Mount Tai, with no sign of refining at all.

"Can't be refined? Is this because the Dao is limited, or... this furnace is not a five-element thing?"

Mo Chuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He couldn't experiment with the former, but he could test the latter.

He then used the Five Elements of Jinbi Qiantong Jue to intensify and verify it one by one. Sure enough, no matter how much the power of the Five Elements was exerted, it could not arouse the resonance of the Taoist Furnace.

In this case, there is only one possibility:

——This furnace is not among the Five Elements.

"It's not among the five elements. It seems that this furnace is at least a spiritual weapon."

Mo Chuan murmured to himself.

The five elements are not five kinds of substances. From the Taoist perspective, the five elements are the five operating states of "qi", which basically encompass the laws of the world's operation.

Because of the cross-influence of these five motion states, more complicated motion states will be derived.

It’s not about the five elements. It can only be said that this is a state of movement that cannot be produced naturally.

In other words, even if it occurs, it is difficult to maintain a state of movement for a long time.

It can be seen that this state is mostly created by humans.

This is also the fundamental reason why Mo Chuan judged that it was at least a spiritual weapon.

——A non-spiritual weapon, like a dead object, will inevitably be unable to maintain this rare "non-five-element movement state".

"I should have thought of it a long time ago. The Taoist furnace has never swallowed Yuan Qi, but it can intercept incense every now and then. There is no other explanation other than a spiritual weapon."

Mo Chuan took a deep breath.

In the final analysis, it was because I had too little experience and insufficient knowledge before, and now I can finally get a glimpse of the truth.

Seeing that he couldn't refine it, he had no choice but to give up.

Just when he was about to meditate on the internal method of nourishing the mind, a wisp of incense came slowly, followed by the sound of yin and yang chanting mantras.

"This is no place for you. It is truly a pity that you have died in vain. Your parents in your hometown are looking forward to your return. Your beloved wife and young son are looking forward to returning home. Please do not hesitate in your soul and soul. You are as urgent as the law and order. Get up!"

When he turned aside the incense and looked around, he saw a Taoist altar in a large courtyard facing the river.

Beside the Taoist altar, two Taoist priests wearing hundreds of robes were shaking their heads and chanting mantras endlessly.

Lying on the altar was a male corpse covered with yellow paper.
Chapter completed!