The pot is cramped, narrow and cold.

Even Monk Dengcao, who had long been accustomed to the cramped environment, found it difficult to adapt and felt depressed.

One white porcelain is hard and the other is warm and soft. The two are naturally incomparable.

The worrying prospect makes it even more confused and frightened!

It wants to run away, but is afraid that the cow's nose will scare the sun;

If I don't run away, I'm more afraid that the Niubi Taoist priest will suddenly cook it and make lamp oil.

As his thoughts wandered, he suddenly discovered that the teapot was stable and there was no sign of any bumps.

'Is it possible that the Niu-nosed Taoist priest has fallen asleep?'

Monk Dengcao thought about it and boldly lifted the lid of the pot, intending to take a look at the scenery outside first.

It’s better not to look at it;

Upon taking a closer look, the scenery outside the pot immediately shocked it.

But outside the pot, I saw a deep and vast sky, with no external objects visible.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast universe. There are no stars and rivers all over the sky. There are only wisps of green smoke echoing in it.

When Monk Dengcao saw the green smoke, he had a gluttonous thought in his heart for no apparent reason, and subconsciously opened his mouth to take a sip.

Green smoke entered the abdomen and spread over the limbs and bones. A sense of clarity and clarity suddenly emerged from the soul, which made people feel so uncomfortable!

It is actually ten thousand times more refreshing than eating Yin Qi.

"What is this? It can actually increase your Taoism!"

Monk Dengcao was greatly surprised, and just as he was about to swallow some more, his vision suddenly turned upside down.

However, a strange force threw the teapot out and threw it on the table.

Before it could look around, an angry scolding came.

"You're such a perverted monk, how dare you use sorcery to deceive a poor Taoist. If this poor Taoist becomes possessed by evil spirits, he will be buried with you before his body dies and his Taoism disappears!"

Monk Dengcao looked up in astonishment and saw the Taoist priest with a pale nose, sitting cross-legged on the couch, regulating his breath and nourishing his energy.

On his knees, there was a piece of blue paper recording the art of copying.

"Master Tao Mingjian, how dare the young monk deceive Master Tao? The art of copying that the young monk learned did come from here!"

Monk Dengcao saw that Mo Chuan was holding several flashing talismans in his hand and hurriedly defended himself.

"Master Dao, when you were discerning the way and clarifying your mind, did you lose your breath? When the young monk practiced it, he also had troubles. Master Dao, you only need to receive the Qi with your nose, exhale the Qi with your mouth, and induce it slightly, and make a long breath.

Can……"

Monk Dengcao thought that Mo Chuan's practice had gone astray, and for the sake of his own life, he quickly revealed his experience in practice.

Afraid that Mo Chuan would not be able to adjust his breath, he became angry and cut it with a knife.

"...How is Master Dao? Are you feeling better now?"

After Monk Dengcao finished speaking, he quickly asked nervously.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chuan, whose face was pale just a moment ago, suddenly smiled softly, stretched out his hand from the void, pulled out a fine steel shovel, wiped the tip with his fingertips, and said:

"You're such a perverted monk! I thought you were too stubborn to lie, so I wanted to test it out. Unexpectedly, not only did you not dare to lie, you didn't even dare to run away, which made my skill useless.

The land of martial arts!”

Monk Dengcao was shocked when he heard this. He still didn't understand what was happening.

When he got there, his legs were so frightened that he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and kowtowed like he was pounding garlic: "Master Dao is kind and righteous, thank you for not killing me!"

Mo Chuan asked again: "Is the incense in Pindao's furnace pure?"

Monk Dengcao was shocked: "So that's incense?"

Mo Chuan clicked his tongue: "A rush with no climate can turn into a demon under the pressure of life and death! Not only does it have no demonic aura, but it also takes on the appearance of a human. The concierges all over the house have been tricked, but they can find people who are on board.

The Taoist copying technique, now I have swallowed the incense of the poor Taoist, but I don’t even know the incense, tsk tsk, you are really born to cultivate it!"

Monk Dengcao looked confused. I wonder what this thoughtful Niubi was feeling.

"That's alright! Since you have never killed anyone, I have given this opportunity to Pindao. If I don't kill you, go back!"

Mo Chuan laughed and cursed.

——This rush is probably a monster that has gained great luck in the world. Keeping it may have some other magical uses.

"Master Tao is benevolent and righteous!"

Monk Dengcao felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He quickly bowed his hands in flattery and jumped into the teapot again.

When Mo Chuan saw this, he immediately threw the teapot into the sacrificial furnace.

As for Monk Dengcao swallowing his incense, it is just a drop in the bucket after he swallowed the incense, so there is no need to take it seriously.

After putting away the lamp grass monk again, Mo Chuan immediately tried to practice the art of boarding and copying.

Taking Monk Dengcao's experience as a guide, he got started very quickly. Within half an hour, he had a glimpse of the door and gained some insights.

When the rabbit falls and the black sky rises, the east becomes white.

When you enter the state of meditation and enlightenment, time flies by in a blink of an eye.

But when he opened his eyes again, his eyes suddenly brightened.

He got up and performed a set of Tai Chi, which was a special project offered by the school when he was still studying. Although it was not essential, it was quite impressive.

At this time, he started dancing, and his movements were as fast as lightning

After finishing a Tai Chi dance, Mo Chuan looked at the window, puffed out his cheeks and took a breath.

Unexpectedly, the breath that usually only blows away feather dust was like a dragon's sneeze, suddenly blowing a strong wind in the house and blowing the windows open with a clang.

"Excellent! This technique of boarding and copying is simply an all-round gain buff!"

"With my little cultivation now, I can have such magical effects! If I can practice Taoism for hundreds of years, wouldn't I be able to speak out like a wind and my magic power is like lightning?"

"No wonder there is a saying in the Taoist sect: If you get a method in the Tao, if you get a skill in the method, you can become an immortal! A Taoist skill is so magical, how can you be so cool if you master the Tao method?"

For a time, Mo Chuan's heart was extremely hot, and his heart for cultivating Taoism became even more solid as a rock!

He was excited for a while, then he collected himself and went downstairs to prepare sacrifices to appease the five internal organs temple.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came down the stairs, I saw Zhang Yuanwai with a beaming face and chatting enthusiastically with the shopkeeper.

Seeing Mo Chuan walking down the stairs, he quickly raised his hands and said, "Hail, Taoist Master Mingchen!"

Mo Chuan raised his hand and returned the greeting: "How are you doing, layman?"

Zhang Yuanwai: "Thanks to Taoist Priest Hong Fu, I finally had a peaceful sleep at home!"

While he was talking, a servant came over carrying a tray.

There is a row of official silver on it, which is brightly white. If you count it carefully, there are twelve taels!

This scene caused a commotion in the wine shop. Many guests stretched their necks to take a closer look and whispered among themselves.

Amidst the chatter, everyone realized that the demon in Zhang Yuanwai's residence had been subdued!

The one who subdues and eliminates demons is the beardless young Taoist priest on the stairs.

"You're welcome, Master!"

Mo Chuan was not polite. He walked down the stairs and swept his Taoist robe over him. The dozen pieces of white money suddenly disappeared without a trace.

This scene made everyone speechless.

It’s really the details that make the difference, what a great skill!

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanwai's smile became even brighter. He approached with a shy face and said, "The Taoist Master's magic power is all over the sky. I admire him very much. Could you be kind enough to ask for a tablet talisman and make offerings to him from time to time?"

have to!

The ten taels of official silver were not received in vain.

Relationships require after-sales service?!

However, this move also pokes at Mo Chuan's needs.

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Mo Chuan smiled softly, walked to a wooden table, raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, and there were dragons and phoenixes dancing on the table, which seemed to be falling characters.

"Hey, Taoist priest, what are you doing?"

Everyone looked at it with blank faces, and as soon as the discussion started, Mo Chuan had already finished writing and stopped.

"Master Mingchen, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yuanwai came over, glanced at the intact tabletop, and asked with a strange look on his face.

"If you sincerely burn three sticks of incense every day, you can protect your house from evil!"

After Mo Chuan finished speaking, he waved his sleeves.
To be continued...