Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

"A portion of Yuehua Syrup has added ten years of morality to me, and now with the help of Fei Niu's flesh and blood and the incense of Wanchao, it is not difficult to break through Jiazi's cultivation base within half a month."

"The question is, will Fei Niu give me time?"

In the temple of offering sacrifices to the Dao Furnace, Mo Chuan sat cross-legged, concentrating on meditation while refining the ears in his stomach.

Thinking about it in another way, if he was a slanderer and was eaten by others like this, he would definitely rise up and resist, and use all means to kill his enemies.

"In this way, it is very possible to connect horizontally and vertically, drive tigers and devour wolves..."

"Fei Niu is an evil spirit of ten thousand years, and there are too many cards in his hand."

"To avoid this situation, the best way is to kill Fei Niu. My pot of beef offal is short of a cow's brain after all."

"It's a pity that the Taoism is limited. If you want to get rid of Fei Niu's head, even with the help of spraying and climbing, it will be difficult to achieve without the second or third-class Taoism."

"Two or three best Taoist deeds are enshrined with my current incense, but it's a matter of course. I'm afraid there will be long nights and dreams?"

"...It seems that the sword has gone sideways!"

Mo Chuan frowned slightly, and simply came out of Yangshen, left the Yangshen Temple, and went to Fengming Cave.

I didn't want to, but people rushed to nothing.

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

In front of the archway of the underground palace in Fengming Grotto, a half-jiazi ghost poured out from the inscription on the archway, and bowed his hands in return.

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

"Your Majesty's whereabouts are uncertain..."

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

"My concubine felt restless when I was outside. I didn't expect it to be a visit from a fellow Taoist. What a surprise!"

Mo Chuan looked back, only to see Chizhi, the God of Fengming Cave, approaching with a clever smile, silently and like a ghost.

——Is this the way of a thousand-year-old demon?
Mo Chuan's heart shuddered!
"That's a coincidence!"

Mo Chuan smiled slightly, and raised his hand to hand over a food box with red lacquer and gold flower pattern: "The cave is busy these days, thanks to the help of the lady, a little heart is not a respect!"

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

Mo Chuan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you will know it at a glance."

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

"A plate of appetizers, I hope my mother will not dislike it." Mo Chuan smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, you really know how to joke. These are appetizers, so why should the main dishes be extravagant?"

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

Mo Chuan nodded, and went to him happily.

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

The god of Fengming Cave made good tea, so he offered top-quality fragrant tea.

Mo Chuanduan sipped tea lightly, adding another two years of practice, feeling in his heart, a big boss is a big boss!
Of course, the food box he sent was not bad either.

The two exchanged glasses for a drink, and after some pleasantries, Chizhi couldn't hold back any longer, and asked curiously: "Ten thousand years of flesh and blood are appetizers, and I don't know what is a dinner in friendship?"

Mo Chuan said with a smile: "The secret method of the sky demon!"

"how do I say this?"

"Then the old scalper is by the empress's side, right?"

Red Pheasant had a weird face when he heard the words, and after a while, he pretended to be surprised and smiled softly.

"My concubine is timid, fellow daoist, don't scare the little girl."

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

Mo Chuan stared at Chizhi's face which was hard to distinguish between real and fake, and said slowly: "Since he's not here, I don't have to worry about it. I'm just here to remind my lady that if that old scalper comes to look for her one day, she might as well think about it." Have this dinner."

After speaking, he stood up and said goodbye.

The red pheasant got up and saw him off thoughtfully.

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 one up, put it in her mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The blood food of ten thousand years of demons is naturally a top-level delicacy, and you can't stop eating it. When the red pheasant tasted it for the first time, his eyes turned bloody, and the beast's blood boiled.Just as she was about to reach out again, her eyes flashed, she reached out and pulled out a cow's ear, holding it up to her eyes.

I saw that the bones of the cow's ears were crystal clear, shining with the luster of jade, not like food, but more like a Taoist jade wat.

……

After bidding farewell to Fengming Cave God, Mo Chuan followed the same pattern and visited Zhenjun Swallowing Cloud and Zhenyue Sheyue separately, leaving two food boxes behind.

Regardless of whether Fei Niu will contact the Three Demons in private, three servings of boiled cow ears are both a deterrent and a willingness to cooperate.

As the saying goes, help wins but not lose.

As long as the Three Demons have a brain, they should know how to choose.

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

After all, Yaoxie is a Yaoxie, with a strange temperament, which cannot be judged by common sense, and he can only do his best and obey the destiny.

The incense in the Wanchao Cave can be kept as long as it can be kept, and if it can't be kept, the best policy is to go.

While wandering in thoughts, a ray of incense curled up.

Looking at the incense, that delicate face is about to break the Zen skills.

In front of the Wanchao cave, Wei Li, who was wearing a bright red pleated skirt with window lattice patterns, combed her hair in a girlish bun, offered three sticks of incense, and worshiped devoutly.

"Weili, pay homage to Immortal Elder Mingchen."

After thinking about the words along the way, the only thing left is a dry request to see him.

This made Weili a little anxious, and he wanted to say a few more words, but he didn't know where to start, which made Gong Xiang feel a little anxious.

"How does Miss Weili know that the poor way is in Wanchao Cave?"

A sound of curiosity dispelled Weili's anxiety, and made her little heart start beating again.

Looking up to follow the prestige, I saw a vague but familiar cyan figure walking in the dark depths of the cave.

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

"Before, the elder fairy once said that he was the God of Jiuyao Cave, so Weili went to Jiuyao Cave first, and then heard the new Cave God say that you came to Wanchao Cave, so...he came."

"I see."

Mo Chuan nodded: "Then I don't know why Miss Weili is looking for poverty?"

"The little girl encountered a major event in her life and didn't know how to make a decision, so...so I want to hear the opinion of the fairy head? I don't know, can the fairy head be free?"

Wei Li raised his head and asked.

"Life Events?"

Mo Chuan's heart skipped a beat, he thought for a while and said, "Let's listen."

Wei Li pursed his lips and said, "Bashou in the clan wants to take me in as a disciple, but I... I am a little hesitant, I don't know whether I should agree or not."

Mo Chuan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he thought it was some major event in life!

"Miss Weili also said that this is a major event in life. It is best for Miss Weili to make up her own mind about this kind of matter, or it is also very good to refer to the advice of her parents. It is not good for Pindao to choose for her." Mo Chuan said.

Wei Li lowered his head and twisted the hem of his clothes with his hands, as if he was going through a fierce ideological struggle.

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

"I just arrived in the mountains recently, so I changed things casually, and I probably won't change them again in the future," Mo Chuan said.

"So the elder fairy will always practice here?"

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

It made Mo Chuan suddenly think of the fireflies in the night, bright and clean, weak and gentle.

"That's right!" He nodded.

"From then on, we will both be practitioners, and I hope the elder will take care of him."

Wei Li summoned up his courage, followed the etiquette of the Han family, clasped his hands, put them on his waist, bent his knees slightly, and performed blessings.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chuan couldn't help but laugh.

Where is this asking for advice?This is clearly a decision!
"The meaning of reason!"

Mo Chuan cupped his hands and bowed: "The road is lonely, I hope fellow Taoists will have harmony in their long songs, and light when walking alone."