No, no, no, this monster is still a little far behind Jiazi, but it doesn't look far away.

It seems that after practicing for three to five years, you can condense your entity and become that vicious ghost!

"Master Fuluan Temple, although this son is a fierce ghost, he has a pure nature. However, he is still young and cannot hold such a big responsibility. Please keep him by your side so that you can teach him and don't let him go astray. If the teaching is successful, he may be able to do so in the future.

You can be Fuluan Ghost Immortal!"

Fuluan Taoist trembled in his heart when he heard this.

Let him teach Jiazi the Great Demon, just in case someone gets upset and eats him directly.

However, as the Patriarch said, if the teachings are successful, Fuluan will have another Jiazi ghost immortal sitting in charge, so why should Taoism be unhappy?

He knew that this was the opportunity for the Patriarch to give it to Fuluan!

"Disciples must obey the instructions of our ancestors!"

Fuluan Taoist hurriedly bowed and accepted the order.

I gritted my teeth secretly in my heart, saying that I am an old man and I don’t have many years left to live. To be able to teach Xuanyun is a blessing from heaven!

If I can teach another Jiazi ghost immortal, this life will be worth it.

In the future, if I transform into a ghost fairy, I will probably have to rely on this ghost fairy to take care of me.

"This is the Ben Erjing method. It can refine the sun soul and nourish the moon soul. If you think about it and practice it, you may become Fuluan Ghost Immortal in a hundred years!"

Mo Chuan said, took out a volume of Taoist scriptures and handed it over.

This is the sun and moon path in the Three Scenery Taoism, which just fits the current situation of Fuluan Taoism.

Fuluan Taoist trembled all over, and quickly patted his sleeves to show off the dust, then he knelt down and took it with both hands.

"Disciple Chang Qing, I thank my ancestor for giving me the Dharma!"

Mo Chuan nodded and looked at the confused Qian family child:

"Today's lesson, I think, is enough for you to remember! From now on, you will practice with Lord Fuluan Temple and treat him as you treat me. If I know that no matter how stubborn you are, I won't be trying to kill you. I hope

You take care of yourself!"

The child of the Qian family already knew the theory of Tao Xing from Monk Deng Cao. He was frightened and quickly replied: "I understand, sir."

The master of Fuluan Temple, who was standing by, looked calm when he heard the words "cut off your Taoist practice", but his heart was filled with turmoil!

This little boy of feelings is originally a great demon of Jiazi, but he was cut off from the Taoist line by the ancestor?

"I dare to ask my ancestor, does the fairy boy have a name?"

When Fuluan Taoist saw that his master was about to leave, he quickly asked.

"Well, this has never happened before."

Mo Chuan pondered for a moment and said: "If you raise fish in stagnant water, you will never catch anything. If you feed deer in the mountains, you will live forever. Let's call you Wangsheng!"

Looking forward to life, passing away, and dying!

Fuluan Taoist didn't know Mo Chuan's deep meaning, but he felt that the poem by his ancestor contained great compassion. Feeling this in his heart, his eyes softened when he looked at Wang Sheng, and he was no longer the terrifying Jiazi demon.

"Wangsheng, just practice well here and don't mess around or play games with others. I will come to see you when I have time!"

"Yes, sir!"

Wangsheng, the child of the Qian family, said quickly.

"Xuanyun Taoist" nodded, his whole body trembled, his deep eyes were like seeing the sun through clouds, clear and innocent again.

He looked at Wangsheng standing in front of him with a surprised look on his face and said: "Master, he is as big as Jiazi..."

Fuluan Taoist frowned: "Ahem! Be careful! From now on, this is your junior uncle. You must be polite and don't neglect me!"

Taoist boy Xuanyun looked at Wangsheng who looked confused. The two boys, one tall and one short, suddenly looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

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"Huh... finally solved a little trouble!"

Mo Chuan used the incense as a mirror and looked at Wang Sheng who was interacting with Master Fuluan and his disciples, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wangsheng is different from Dengcao monk.

If raised in a sacrificial furnace, not only will it be easily misled by Dengcao monks, but it will also lead to poverty.

——The Jiazi Demon’s appetite cannot be denied.

But there is still no place for it.

He can't just throw this kind of little ancestor into the sewer, right?

After all, he is just a child, so I can’t bear it!

After much deliberation, Fuluan Temple is the only place that can be adopted, and it is in line with Fuluan Taoism, so I am not afraid that they will not be interested in it.

However, if Fuluan Guan is allowed to adopt him on his behalf, Tao Xing will definitely have to be trimmed.

After all, if he makes a mistake, Fuluan Guan will lose control for a while, and that will be the end of him.

What's worse is that if Mo Chuan can't handle it, it will be even more embarrassing.

We can't use another attack to free the Yin Shen, right?

Therefore, only by cutting the path can we solve this problem perfectly.

"Well!"

Mo Chuan's mind moved, but a piece of essence incense curled up.

Looking along the incense:

In a secluded hall, the young demon Huang Buyu was offering incense and praying.

Like a devout believer, he knelt on the ground and held three sticks of incense with a solemn expression. His lips moved slightly and he kept mumbling.

'As expected of the great demon Jiazi, the incense is the essence!'

Mo Chuan sighed for a moment, then took the incense as a guide and appeared and left.

"Disciple Huang Buyu, come and see Mr. Mo!"

Huang Buyu's eyebrows moved, and when he raised his head, he saw Mo Shangxian quietly escaping from the misty green smoke.

After his last experience, he subconsciously listened carefully to the sound from the direction of the Immortal.

Unfortunately, nothing was heard this time. Mo Shangxian seemed to be in a quiet environment.

"Get up, have you got any results from the investigation?" Mo Chuan asked.

"Reporting to the Immortal, this disciple carefully inspected the study room and even the residence of Zhang Yuanwai in Jinghe County. No differences were found. Please forgive me, sir."

Huang Buyu hurriedly asked for instructions respectfully, but there were secret ripples in his heart.

After investigating Zhang Yuanwai's study, he naturally also learned about Zhang Yuanwai's destiny with the twelve immortals.

If he guessed correctly, Taoist Priest Mingchen was most likely the incarnation of Mo Shangxian's game in the human world.

Taoist Master Mingchen was willing to save Zhang Yuanwai from disasters, perhaps because of the opportunity.

It's a pity that Zhang Yuanwai was blind and bought out the fairy fate with ten taels of silver.

Otherwise, considering the chance, Mo Shangxian might not compensate him.

Of course, this may be the best outcome for Zhang Yuanwai at the moment.

Immortal fate! Immortal fate! How can the fate of becoming an immortal be so easy to obtain?

What's more, Zhang Yuanwai is still a mortal whose body has been hollowed out by beauty?

"Don't be cautious. I'm just checking for omissions and filling them up. What's your crime?"

Mo Chuan shook his head, not surprised by this result.

If Taoism were discovered again in Zhang Yuanwai's mansion, he would still wonder if she was some kind of immortal queen!

With his thoughts at this point, he was wondering whether he should instruct Huang Buyu to check the whereabouts of the great five-armor demon Lu Fengbei?

Unexpectedly, the sacrificial furnace, which had not used any new incense for a long time, suddenly trembled slightly.

A piece of incense comes faintly.

Mo Chuan smelled the fragrance and looked over.

But in a small farmyard, on a simple table, there were three or five melons and fruits as tributes.

A man wearing a green cloth hat and Taoist robe, with a solemn face, offered incense and prayed.

Next to him, lying in a row... corpses with yellow paper on their foreheads.

"The earth god here is the most spiritual. He ascends to the sky and reaches the earth and enters the underworld. The people in the underworld are about to set off on their journey, and the gods and immortals from all walks of life support the coffins!"

"rise!"

The mountain curse begins!

At Yu Jinghong's glance, Mo Chuan saw the corpses on the ground bouncing up, jumping out of the courtyard gate and walking towards the mountain path in the afterglow of dusk.


Chapter completed!