Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Mo Fan paused slightly, but the three people around him quickly ran out of the courtyard.

Mo Fan frowned slightly and immediately took steps again.

"Senior, please save me!"

"The little girl has been sealed here by evil cultivators. Not to mention harming others, she can't even get out of this courtyard. Please save me, senior!"

Seeing that Mo Fan was about to leave, the female ghost suddenly started crying. Her hoarse cry for help also made Mo Fan sigh slightly in his heart.

"Give me a reason to save you!"

Mo Fan's stern voice made the crying female ghost look slightly happy, and she said urgently to Mo Fan: "Senior, this little girl is just a soul who died in vain. She was harmed by an evil cultivator in the past and sealed me here. , it means that I will never be reincarnated, so I need to leave here to take revenge!"

"This reason is not enough!"

Mo Fan shook his head, turned around, and said to the female ghost: "I am not a righteous monk, nor a saint who is willing to help others. If you expect me to avenge you, then you are totally wrong!

So you have to give me a reason to save you, otherwise you will stay here forever!

Since you have become a ghost cultivator, you should also understand that people in this world are sinister.

In this world, you are not the only one who is the most miserable, there are people and things that are even more miserable than you! "

Mo Fan's words silenced the female ghost. In fact, she also knew that it was unlikely, but in the end she still wanted to give it a try.

"Since you can't find a reason for me to save you, then just fend for yourself!"

Mo Fan spoke calmly, and then walked out without looking back.

Just as he pushed open the dilapidated door, the female ghost's voice finally came over.

"Senior, as long as you can save the little girl, the little girl is willing to be at the disposal of senior! If you violate this promise, I will never be reincarnated! I will suffer the cruelest punishment in the world!"

Faced with this last glimmer of hope, the female ghost finally couldn't help but speak.

Mo Fan did not look back, but a smile appeared on his face. Then the power of the golden elixir in his body exploded, and a wisp of elixir fire engulfed the entire courtyard in an instant!

Outside the house, Bei Yu and the other three monks were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Senior Brother, this Junior Brother Mo Fan is indeed no ordinary person!"

One of the monks said with a wry smile, but at the same time he was still frightened. If Mo Fan hadn't taken action in time, all three of them would have been killed by the evil ghost.

"How dare you call me Junior Brother?"

Beiyu glared, and then said in a deep voice: "I am obviously pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. Please be more respectful to me in a moment. I have to call you senior!"

"I know, I'll just tell you..."

The monk smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Senior Brother, what is Senior Mo doing? Does he want to completely destroy this haunted house?"

"Also, what kind of cultivation level does this Senior Mo have?"

Another monk spoke with curiosity.

"How do I know about senior's affairs?"

"I estimate that Senior Mo has at least the strength to reach the late stage of foundation building!"

Beiyu spoke in a deep voice, but felt quite bitter in his heart. He originally thought that even if his cultivation level was not as good as this one, he would at least be able to gain an advantage in the gambling battle. After all, he was a disciple from the authentic Taoist sect, and he could discuss techniques, magic artifacts, etc. , how can those monks from small sects and small sects be able to compare?

But the result surprised him, and at the same time he realized how stupid his words just now were.

Mo Fan ignored the conversation between the three people outside. When he came to this shady house, he saw the talisman restrictions placed around it.

This restriction is not very clever, but it is not easy for ordinary foundation-building monks to break this restriction.

Of course, in front of him, a monk in the middle stage of pill formation, this restriction was a little bit insufficient.

Once the pill fire comes out, it is completely devastating!

Soon, the entire Yin Mansion was burned down by the elixir fire, and Mo Fan's voice sounded in the ears of the slightly panicked female ghost again, "Why are you still standing there, reluctant to leave?"

The female ghost was slightly startled. She was really scared just now. Mo Fan's Dan Fire was a natural killer for her, a power that could easily destroy her.

With a flash of black light, the female ghost disappeared.

At the same time, Mo Fan had a strand of long black and shiny hair on his temples.

"senior!"

When Mo Fan came to Bei Yu and the others, the three of them immediately saluted him.

"Thank you, senior, for coming to the rescue this time!"

"If seniors hadn't taken action, I'm afraid all the three brothers and I would have died here today."

Beiyu smiled bitterly, and then looked at the extra strand of hair on Mo Fan's temples, but did not say anything, but said in a deep voice: "In any case, this time the gambling fight with the seniors is between our senior brothers. If we lose, we are willing to admit defeat!”

After saying that, Beiyu handed the wooden sword in his hand to Mo Fan.

"Do you think I need your flying sword?"

Mo Fan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and immediately waved his hand and said: "Let's end this matter. Since you are disciples of the True Dao Sect, I hope that you can still uphold the purpose of the True Dao Sect in the future and take saving the world and benefiting the people as your own responsibility, instead of Search for people's fat and people's ointment.

It should be noted that a truly strong person never becomes strong by bullying the weak, but must rely on himself step by step to find a path to becoming strong in a down-to-earth manner! "

"Senior is absolutely right!"

The three people from Beiyu nodded after hearing this.

Mo Fan smiled slightly, threw out a cloth bag, and said: "I think you are quite smart. There are hundreds of spirit stones in it. I don't want today's incident to spread."

When Beiyu and the other three heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.

"Senior, don't worry, our brothers and sisters have never met senior!"

After hearing this, Mo Fan smiled with satisfaction, then rose into the sky and disappeared in front of the three people in just a moment.

"It...it seems that we still underestimated this senior Mo!"

"How can he be a monk in the foundation building stage?"

"Able to fly without the aid of artifacts, this is clearly a powerful person in the elixir formation stage!!"

Looking at the figure disappearing into the distant sky, Beiyu said with a sigh.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

"Of course I'm going back to the sect!"

"Then why don't we go to the City Lord's Mansion to say goodbye?"

"What the hell! Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

"Do you want to report this matter of Senior Mo to the sect? I don't think he killed the evil ghost at all. The way to raise a ghost is the devil's way!"

"Report it! If Senior Mo is a demon, will he save us?"

"Did you see? These one hundred low-grade spiritual stones are the hush money!"

"Do you choose to get thirty low-grade spiritual stones, or choose to enmity with a powerful person in the pill formation stage?"

"Senior brother, aren't there thirty-three for each person?"

"What? Can't I, senior brother, get a few more spirit stones?"

"Are you senior fellow apprentices, or am I senior fellow apprentices?"

"..."

When Mo Fan returned to the City Lord's Mansion, he briefly talked about the matter of the Yin Mansion.

He Yuanzheng did not have the slightest doubt about this, and immediately wanted to express his gratitude. After learning that the three immortal masters of the Zhengdao Sect had left in despair, he even took out the blood coral and insisted on giving it to Mo Fan. Make gifts.

Mo Fan naturally refused, and at the same time expressed his wish to keep Xiao Bao in the City Lord's Mansion.

Then, he told Xiaobao's experience.

When he learned that Xiaobao was actually a child who had fled from the distant land of Shiwanda Mountain, and that he had lost his parents and family, He Yuanzheng's righteous heart was immediately touched, and he immediately nodded and agreed.

When Mo Fan returned to the seaside cave and sent Bao'er to the city lord's palace from Xiao Huang, the little guy did not cry as much as he imagined, but was very quiet and well-behaved.

"Child, from today on, you will be called He Xiaobao, and you are my son, He Yuanzheng!"

"Well, thank you, daddy!"

Xiaobao immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully to He Yuanzheng, which immediately made He Yuanzheng and his wife burst into laughter.

When leaving, Xiaobao personally sent Mo Fan out of the mansion.

"Okay, let's go back!"

"Live well with your family from now on, City Master He is quite a nice person!"

Mo Fan rubbed Xiaobao's head, smiled and walked outside, waving his hand without looking back.

"Brother, will Bao'er see you again in the future?" Xiao Bao shouted to Mo Fan with red eyes.

"We will meet if we are destined!"

Mo Fan rose into the sky, but his voice echoed in Xiaobao's ears.

"Big brother……"

Xiaobao immediately knelt down in the direction Mo Fan left.

At this time, a strand of long black hair quietly fell on Xiaobao's head...