The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 152 The Ichthyosaur Listens to the Vatican ([-])

Nine days
Mo Rang sat cross-legged in the room alone, the dark red flame dancing like a bean candle, reflecting his shadow on the wall, making people feel Yin Qi for no reason.

"The time limit for this mission is nine days, but there are really many dangers."

Dangers such as the old Taoist priest of Wuxiangguan, the emperor himself, and the king of Zhenxi who wanted to usurp the throne, would not let the original body go, or in other words, they did not want to let go of the Bodhi Temple.
Mo Rang is very clear that Wuxiang Temple and the emperor have joined forces to destroy the Bodhi Temple in order to gain benefits.

But the Bodhi Temple has stood for thousands of years, and it is so easy to deal with there!Only by letting the Bodhi Temple lose popular support can we have a reason to deal with it.

And the easiest way to make Bodhi Temple notorious is to use Xuan'an, a young national teacher, as the attacking point.

Seeing through everything, instead of causing disasters for the Bodhi Temple, Xuan Chen can also escape from the man-eating cage of the palace, but the follow-up pursuit and persecution have to be considered a lot.

"So the most important thing is strength. Once you have strength, others will fear you and respect you."

Mo Rang grinned, and there was a hint of evil on Fengqingyuebai's face.

He is very happy now.

Because he discovered that his exercises can still work!

In this fictional world with compressed strength, not only against the top group of old monsters, but also against the army and ordinary masters, it is still adequate!

"System, is it there?"

[absent]

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Knowing that the system is still there, Mo Rang can rest assured and operate the Sen Luo Xue Yan Jue. The cold and scorching qi flow through the blood, and when passing through the nodes, there will be crisp and loud explosions.

He could see traces of black gas oozing from his heart, as if leading to the nether world, but it made him extremely at ease, it was resentment.

The resentment gathered in the heart that had never been exercised, and it felt a bit tingling and cold, as if it wanted to pierce the heart.However, under the impetus of Xinjue, they all turned into harmless ghost aura. These ghost auras were like a broken bamboo, rampaging on the road that must pass through the nodes, making bursts of "peng" sounds that smashed the membrane.

This is the node of opening a new body, every sound of Peng is a big leap of strength!
Mo Rang gritted his teeth, feeling very happy.

He could feel that his aura was rising steadily, the spiritual energy flowing with the golden light of the Buddha was circulating in his meridians, and the deep and cold ghost energy was hidden in the deep nodes, like an underground river.

The increase in strength is intoxicating, and there is nothing more intuitive and obvious than the enhancement of the body, and it is also more addictive.

The moon shines in the middle of the sky, and everything is silent.

The dark fragrance floats in the air, it smells a bit like gardenia fragrance, and it also seems to be mixed with the smell of water. It smells touching and kitsch, but if you smell it carefully, it is a hidden strangeness, it is a dark fragrance Under the hidden evil intentions.

Mo Rang could feel that something soft and unusual was climbing up his neck, like a deep-rooted scorpion, every fingertip was radiantly cold, this coldness was well received Hidden under the soft and warm skin, if Mo Rang hadn't fallen into hell, he would have missed this danger long ago.

He felt that he had become a poor scholar rushing for an exam in Liaozhai, staying overnight in a ruined temple in the wilderness, and amidst the strangeness and veil, he touched a pair of hands that belonged to pink skeletons.

However, what good story can there be between a scholar and a lonely soul?

What's more, he is a monk.

Don't let people open their eyes unsuspectingly. The woman who was sitting on his bed was stunned, and then smiled easily: "The national teacher has been practicing for a long time, and I have been waiting impatiently~"

Mo Rang: Sister, don't say such misleading words.

He complained in his heart, but his face was still cold and self-sufficient, and he looked at people with dark eyes, which would make people feel more pressure, review their own filth, and dare not live with it.

But obviously, the woman didn't realize that her behavior was inappropriate, but frivolously tried to pick his chin with her pale fingertips, her voice was soft and charming, "The national teacher is so handsome, and the beautiful scenery on a good day, doesn't the national teacher feel that the time is right?" Is it okay?"

Mo Rang looked at her coldly.

This woman is indeed beautiful, her eyes are slanted and big, she looks like a fox, she is wearing a water red dress, her jade arms are loosely exposed, under the moonlight, even a small mole on her arm can be clearly seen .

This kind of enchanting beauty is like a poisonous flower, which is heart-breaking to the touch.

Don't doubt that she got her life because of this.

Not very clever methods, clever means, coupled with the pursuit and desire of human beings, sometimes it is hard to figure out whether the traps of monsters are too charming, or human beings are just wishful thinking.

He still had time to glance at the window.

Well, very good, I came in through the window.

Thinking of a delicate and weak monster entering the house through the window, Mo Rang suddenly felt like laughing, but tried his best to hold it back.

So, just when Yinyu could hardly restrain her perfect expression, she saw a smile in the eyes of the young monk, and his voice was clear and clean like spring water, "Can the benefactor get off me? , we can talk about your case of flipping the window."

With a jump, Yinyu felt his face turn red.

wood!

She cursed secretly, twitched the corners of her mouth with a stiff expression, and moved her body closer to the unmoved young monk, her eyes were filled with a dark light of sinking water, and even her voice softened a little, "The national teacher doesn't think so. Is the slave's body very fragrant?"

As she spoke, she watched the expression on the monk's face, and saw that his handsome face was still icy cold. At this moment, there was a hint of impatience between her brows, and she felt a little bit in her heart, but she thought about her profound cultivation. , more and more want to tease each other.

The meat on this young monk's body is a great tonic, even if he can't eat him, he should disgust this person well, so as not to disturb himself to eat people.

She tried hard to untie the other party's skirt, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.But when she was not close to the monk, she was slapped away with a palm, and with a sound of "Pa!", she stared blankly at the back of her red hand, her eyes turned from embarrassment to anger.

"The benefactor has exceeded the norm."

Mo Rang stood up, distanced himself from the whitebait, his black clothes were flat and free from dust.

Yinyu looked more and more angry, "Don't you want to teach people to be a monk?! You teach me too!"

"It does."

Mo Rang felt that what he said should be different from what the other party said, but this did not affect his performance, and the most important thing was that he didn't like fish.

At some point, a red sandalwood bracelet was already hung on his hand, and the faint light flowed with the beads passing by, and he also chanted low-pitched Buddha's name one after another.

"If you devote yourself to cultivation, you can transform into a dragon within a thousand years, so why rush for a moment."

"You knew already."

The whitebait gave a sinister smile, and the sharp blade slipped out of her water-red sleeve.

"Isn't it faster to take the road of demon cultivation? Why do I have to go through thousands of years of suffering in order to transform into a dragon? It's not worth it!"

(End of this chapter)