It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

The master ink master who fell from a high position adapted smoothly. After all, compared to Pinglang Wang and Hetan Empress, they didn't even have a chance to adapt.

That day, while he was patrolling the Gui Bu Ming River section, a drowned ghost hurriedly came over, and with a pale face, he cupped his hands and said, "Master Palm Ink Master, Master Tiger has invited you."

The ink master quickly asked: "What happened?"

The drowned ghost said: "I don't know, but I heard that the tiger looked quite solemn."

A reminder made the ink master's heart skip a beat, and he quickly dropped the performance and hurried back to the city.

As soon as he stepped into the small courtyard, he saw Mr. Xiao Yunshan sitting in the lobby eating a lot, looking as if he hadn't eaten in ten years.

"Master Shizhao, Master Mo, pays homage to Lord Tiger!"

"The incense in Yancheng has been decided. The Mountain God wants to reward you for your merits. Please draw up a list... hiccup... prepare to accompany me to meet the Mountain God tomorrow."

Mr. Xiaoyunshan was eating and talking, his posture as proud as ever, but the solemn look between his brows and eyes seemed like the lake water in winter and the scorching sun never melted.

The ink master was shocked and quickly agreed, then left.

Not surprisingly, this incident caused an uproar among the Kemaoxian family!

Some people are worried, and some are eager to try.

There is no limit to the number of people on the list, and the ink master does not dare to add to it at will, so he considered it carefully before giving it to Mr. Xiaoyunshan for review.

Mr. Xiaoyunshan took a look, crossed out a few people as he liked, added a few more, and finally decided on the candidate.

If a man does not return his heel, the sun will not move its dial.

Rabbit rises and black pendant, the ink master who stayed up all night, after arranging the candidates for rotation overnight, took seven or eight demons with him, followed Xiaoyunshan Jun, and rushed to Shoushan at lightning speed.

When passing by the Shoushan Temple, looking at the towering statue of the god, the ink master felt as if he was witnessing the real god, and he became increasingly uneasy.

When I heard about the Shoushan Temple before, I was surprised, but not hesitant.

After all, the one who performed this miracle was not the God of Shoushan Mountain.

However, after seeing Lord Xiaoyun show off his power, he realized that it was not easy for the God of Shoushan Mountain to be blessed with such a miracle.

Now, in less than half a month, they have swept through the city of Kemaoyan, which can be described as ferocious and majestic, making people fearful.

In the midst of random thoughts, the ink master followed Xiaoyun Shanjun to the top of the main peak of Shoushan Mountain.

At this time, the Yancheng Immortal Family had gathered together.

Compared with the seven or eight immortal families in Kemao City, there are many more people in Yancheng. If you count them carefully, there are no less than twenty.

That's right, Yancheng has not suffered a major disaster, and all the talkative people have basically been preserved. Now they have taken refuge in Honglian Dharma Protector Hall and Sanxian Hall. Is there any reason to exclude them?

Therefore, no matter how much incense is used, as long as there is one incense, it must be brought.

Naturally, the two sides had mixed feelings when they met.

Yancheng looked at the small number of people in Kemao, felt sad and was very happy.

Fortunately, I didn't meet Mr. Xiaoyunshan, otherwise no one would be sure that he would be one of the remaining seven or eight people.

Kemao was envious when he saw Yancheng, but also felt a bit arrogant for no reason.

At first glance, our little Yun Shanjun is a capable general under the command of the mountain god. Following such a big shot, his future is limitless.

Both sides sat down at the table in mutual sympathy.

The so-called seats are just straw futons. The scene looks a bit shabby, and it doesn't look as grand as some fairy houses.

However, with Lord Xiaoyunshan showing off his power, naturally no one dared to show any strange expressions.

As for what he thinks in his heart, no one knows.

"I am too lazy to read scriptures in order to become a Buddha, but I am willing to burn incense and seek immortality."

While waiting, a slightly childish voice came. The immortals followed the sound and were surprised to see a childish boy appearing behind them at some unknown time, reciting poems and walking towards them.

The aura that blended in with the water of Shoushan Mountain made all the immortals suddenly see it, and they were also shocked!

They looked at the towering statues in the temple and thought that the mountain god of Shoushan must be a good person, but how could they expect that he looks like a child?

Simply unexpected.

Superficial people are ridiculed in their hearts, what is really missing, what is emphasized;

Those who are attentive have already pondered the opening verse of the mountain god, hoping to find out the mountain god's preferences.

"Disciple Huang Buyu, pays homage to the Mountain God."

Huang Buyu was the first to come out and kowtow to pay homage, which attracted everyone to follow suit.

The title of his disciple also surprised many interested people.

"Get up!"

Mo Chuan walked to the edge of the mountain and sat cross-legged. If he was riding the wind, he would also take advantage of the towering mountain to sweep down all the immortals from a high position, his face expressionless.

"The water in Chengye dries up and water transportation is no longer available. Many people in Shoushan town pray and offer sacrifices. Dongyu River God is the elder brother of the god. Many people complain that the immortal family in Chengye does not follow the rules and cholera affects Dongyu."

"I enjoy the incense of the townspeople, but I am Dongyu's foolish brother. How can I stand by and watch?"

"Now that the evil and sycophantic spirit has been wiped out on both sides of the Chengye River, thanks to the strong support of all the immortals, it is right that we should be rewarded based on our merits."

Mo Chuan casually made some excuse and brought up the topic.

As soon as his voice fell, he immediately attracted a crowd of immortals to flatter him.

What about "sharing the worries of the mountain god, this is a disciple's blessing!", "feeding on the king's salary and worrying about the king, this is the right thing to do, how can you ask for credit and reward?", "the mountain god's great righteousness..." and so on.

The scene was very lively, everyone spoke extremely modestly, but their eyes were as hot as the sun!

Everyone stared at Mo Chuan, secretly hoping that the God of Shoushan Mountain would come up with something good.

"Huang Buyu!" Mo Chuan called.

"Disciple is here!" Huang Buyu was overjoyed and quickly stood up and stepped forward.

"I heard that since the establishment of the Sanxian Temple, many people have helped the world and saved people, and some of them have been inspired by the immortal family. This is a great achievement! A gourd of 300 pills of immortal medicine and a hundred talismans to exorcise evil spirits.

You weigh it and distribute it among the immortals."

Mo Chuan raised his hand, and a porcelain bottle gourd that looked like a water tank popped out. The fragrance of medicine lingered in the mouth of the gourd. After taking a sip, he felt his realm move slightly, and there was a feeling of growth.

This shocking scene made all the immortals dumbfounded.

I have seen pills being rewarded, but never how arrogant the rewards are?

They simply treat elixirs like dirt. Three hundred pills are found in one search. Is this because the family has an elixir workshop?

"On behalf of all the immortals, I would like to thank the mountain god for his gift!"

Huang Buyu was overjoyed when he saw this. The immortal gave him the right to reward according to his merits. It was obviously to help him win over people's hearts?

"This god has three methods of cultivating demons. One is the method of swallowing the three lights of the sun, moon, and star, which is the Three Lights of Heaven's Heart. The second method is the method of tempering the power of the bloodline, which is the Secret of Bloodline Cultivating Thoughts. The third method is the method of seizing evil spirits and refining yin.

, for the great sage’s evil law, which one do you want?”

After giving the elixir, Mo Chuan asked again.

At this moment, not to mention all the immortals, even Huang Buyu, who had been following Mo Chuan for a long time, was also shaken.

Although the demon cultivators have a long lifespan, it is extremely difficult for them to form a successful technique because they are not organized into a systematic system, eat blood and attack each other.

Therefore, the method of demon cultivation is extremely rare and rare.

Often only those of the divine beast bloodline with long lifespans and powerful strength can inherit one or two. Who would have thought that when the Immortal Chief opened his mouth, the three methods would be so shocking.

The immortals sitting on the grass futons were even more dumbfounded.

Taking out 300 elixirs in one breath has already made them astonished to the heavens! In this breath, he also took out several demonic arts, which is similar to Huang Guan Fozi and other masters of the Arakan sect!

For a moment, everyone looked at Huang Buyu with extremely hot eyes, wishing they could replace him with their own bodies.

Among them, the astute ones immediately realized the profound meaning of the mountain god’s move?!

This is obviously a lot of money to buy horse bones, but nothing to catch rabbits!

But what can you do if you know?

This is a conspiracy! Who wouldn’t be tempted by the extremely rare demon cultivation technique?
Chapter completed!