Shinto monks in modern times

The black air converged into a human form, and the skin and flesh spread out one by one, and it turned into a human form in a strange way, exactly the same as the Moxiu that the wasteland reclamation team had met outside Dongdu City.

The red-eyed Moxiu smiled: "We are old friends anyway, why are you so unfeeling?"

Feng Yi sneered: "Don't get involved with me, I don't know you."

Moxiu: "..."

At this time, we said that we knew each other, but I was actually beaten to death by you, so you are not dead yet, would it be very embarrassing?Probably will die sooner.

After all, it was a complete disaster for spiritual cultivators.

Thinking from the standpoint of the opponent, a delirious monk came to his territory and started killing, was forced to meet the enemy, and was almost killed together...

It's better not to say this.

Song Shijian was already in his hand, and he didn't intend to talk nonsense at all, so he slashed down with his sword immediately! ——His temper wasn't very good in the first place, not to mention that this ghost was trying to hook up with Feng Yi.

The figure dodged in panic, his figure faded a bit, and he smiled wryly: "Brother Song is really a man of temperament, I just had a fight with Brother Feng once, and I am hesitant to tell it."

Feng Yi, who had been suspicious for a long time, observed for three seconds: "He is more handsome than I remember, isn't he himself?"

Song Shi made up the knife: "The original appearance is afraid that I can't see people."

Moxiu: "..." When he became obsessed, he didn't take care of it properly, his cloak looked crazy, and his appearance looked much worse, but these were not the point at all.

Taking a closer look, Feng Yi was indifferent and solemn in Song Shi, although his words were relaxed, his actions were composed.

His heart gradually sank.

Moxiu actually didn't know much about Feng Yi, only based on what he had seen and heard in the illusion, he felt that Shenxiu was still a bit smart, the opponent's appearance had changed, and his aura was too difficult to detect, until when facing Bi Fang, Feng Yi took out his talisman Wanmin Umbrella, the aura on it made him realize who this person was.

But the memory of hundreds of years ago can't help, it is because he is already ignorant of spiritual intelligence, and although he and the other party are life and death enemies, they really don't understand each other.

At that time, Bi Fang's life was dead, and no one noticed Moxiu's traces. They only thought that he was a figure born from an illusion, so he also embraced luck and hibernated.

Unexpectedly, Liuhuo and Qiongqi immediately gave the blessed land of Langhuan to Jianxiu.

Becoming the master of this Immortal Mansion naturally mastered all the life and death encyclopedia in the mansion. Moxiu changed from choosing to dormant to having to dormant. He only hoped that Song Shi could leave as soon as possible, and let himself see if there was any room for him to leave.After being devoured by Bi Fang, he struggled with many ghosts, penetrated the sea of ​​consciousness of the ancient gods and beasts bit by bit, and endured the pain of being burned by fire day and night. The sea is wide open.

But the other party also saw this.

Pretending to be ignorant, first subdue the cave and make it invincible, and then deal with himself... Moxiu really smiled wryly this time: "I lost."

Feng Yi commented, as if exhorting an old friend: "You just think too much."

Indeed, if Moxiu suddenly exploded after Bi Fang's death, he might not be helpless.But as a magic monk who is best at intrigue and trickery, is it possible not to think too much?

Moxiu shook his head, knowing that his choice would not change in the same situation, so he had to be convinced.He looked at Feng Yi with a kind of hope that maybe he didn't realize it: "I heard that Shinto can raise ghosts."

Feng Yi sighed: "Well, I originally planned to let the Hanguang brat swallow you up to replenish my nutrition, but seeing that you are so eloquent, let's forget it."

Hanguang is the name Feng Yi gave to the baby spirit in the pagoda tree card.

Shenxiu stopped talking and made a gesture.

Unexpectedly, Song Shi did not act immediately, but said coldly: "Are you really a demon cultivator? In my opinion, it is just the one that is most suitable for survival after the aggregation of thousands of consciousnesses." It's just that you speak from ancient to modern times, which is a manifestation of schizophrenia."

Moxiu's expression distorted for a moment, and he returned to politeness. He must have known that he would not be spared. He smiled and said, "My name is Qi Ming."

Song Shi Moran: "We won't remember you." Jianxiu didn't talk nonsense, and directly liberated this soul that had been struggling for a long time.

Regarding all this last night, Song Shi looked at Feng Yi, hesitant to say anything.

"what happened?"

Jianxiu, who had acted aggressively just now, became uneasy at this moment: "I... the way I was just now, do you think it's okay?" He spoke fiercely in order to hit an "old friend" who could have a relationship with Feng Yi, and in retrospect there was a strange feeling shame.

"Okay." Seeing Song Shi's little annoyance after being jealous, Feng Yi stretched out her hand to hold his face, and the next sentence disappeared between her lips and teeth: "I like it very much."

The moonlight is hidden behind the colorful clouds, and the light of the stars is like a goose feather.

The two figures hugged each other and gradually merged into one. There seemed to be the sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, and the dark fragrance spread in the wind, causing waves like dreams and illusions.

Early in the morning of the second day, after everyone got up, they wandered around in this blessed land of Langhuan.

Ye Ye walked at the pace of a crab, humming a patchwork tune: "Yesterday, beauty, you were still wearing clothes, now you open your body and let me explore... Ouch!"

Yun Rong took back the hydrangea, and when she smiled, it seemed that there was a big lily blooming behind her back: "What are you singing?"

The little fat man swallowed his saliva: "No, nothing!"

Everyone laughed out loud.

To deal with Bi Fang, Song Shi and Feng Yi were the main force, and the others could only be regarded as onlookers. Song Shi had no objection to having the Immortal Mansion at first, but now that he took a look at this blessed land, even the most rational Qingyuan could not help but emerge A mortal is called 'envy, jealousy and hate' emotion.

Winner in life!

Master Lang Huan really made a big deal, in the Alchemy Pavilion, such fetishes as Transcending Tribulation Pills appeared, and the aura concentration in the retreat was more than three times that of the Earth's heyday of cultivation. Or with a special skill, the jade slips engraved with the formula are neatly stacked on the shelf, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

This kind of background is far away from the small and medium sects.

Qingyuan couldn't help but start planning: "You can completely establish a sect. The main hall in the center can be decorated a little bit. The classics are arranged in layers. The disciples go to the corresponding level to receive rewards according to their merits... blablablablabla. "

When there is no pressure, it is easier to see a person clearly.

For example, the head disciple of the Beast Sect is a nanny-type talent, planning everything, and always taking care of people habitually, which probably has something to do with Cang Yuan himself being unreliable.

Feng Yi lazily said: "I don't want to start a sect, it's too troublesome."

Song Shi also expressed his opinion: "I am low-strength, and I don't want to mislead my children."

Everyone with lower strength made embarrassing faces: "..." Well, Jianxiu still can't speak as before, everyone is used to it, ha ha.

In the battle against Bi Fang, Feng Yi's vitality was severely injured, and he happened to be practicing in a retreat at this time.They found the Treasure Pavilion, where they found two materials needed to repair the Wanmin Umbrella, and even unexpectedly found a very tall magic weapon.

Chen Zhang blurted out: "Tie the fairy rope!"

He couldn't help thinking, it's over, wouldn't these two people in the earth's comprehension world be the rhythm of gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas?Master and elders still don't like spiritual cultivation... As a disciple with high hopes in Chen's generation, it's really a heavy responsibility and a long way to go!

Feng Yi was very happy, checked it once and said: "This is made of dragon tendons, just enough to upgrade my umbrella."

Everyone looked at him with "violent" eyes, only Liuhuo's thinking was calm: "The binding of the immortal rope can only cross one realm to restrain the enemy. It is not difficult for swordsmen and gods to do this."

Even so, the material used by such a local tyrant still makes people feel uncomfortable, especially Kong Ling, who has no family and no school, thinks that the magic weapon of his life is made of the hair he replaced, and the whole bird is depressed from the sadness.

Eight people came in. Feng Yi and Song Shi did not monopolize this Immortal Mansion, but opened several places for their companions to use freely. As for whether they could take some of them away, Song Shi's approval was required.

As for Feng Yi, he tidied up and retreated to recuperate and repair her umbrella.

Liuhuo asked: "How long will it take?"

Feng Yi thought about it: "The shortest is ten days, and the longest is one month. Are you in a hurry?"

The magma turned into a strange language full of longing: "I'm going out to find Li Ge! You've seen that pigeon, he opened a flower shop in City C."

Song Shi calmly said, "He didn't pass the resident exam in the human world, so he stole?"

Immersed in the flow of being able to eat, live, share the same car, and share the same bed with friends from now on: "..." ← A typical case of extreme joy begets sorrow.

One month later, Feng Yi came out, and ten monks walked towards the exit.

The gate of Langhuan Blessed Land opened, and before everyone had a clear view of the scene outside, they were drowned out by the sound of boiling.At a glance, half of the comprehension world is gathered here!

There is no way, in the stable world of self-cultivation, this accident is the biggest event in 200 years. Most of the missing are outstanding disciples from various sects, not to mention...the fact that Feng Yi is a spiritual cultivator has been exposed .

"It has appeared! The spiritual cultivator has appeared!"

"Where?"

"Bless me, let me have a baby!"

"Get out, I have big breasts, thin waist and big butt, my husband!"

"Both of you get lost, what will happen to those who don't even have Taoist companions!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"Ah, who stepped on my foot!"

"Love to look at me, I can have mitosis!"

"I'm androgynous and I want ten babies!"

"Where is there a beauty who is a spiritual cultivator? Don't stand in the way, oh, the one in front, believe it or not, this deity jumped up and hit your knee!"

"Hehe, dwarf."

"One-on-one!"

"Oh beauty, you break my heart, why is the water in the love river so bitter; Oh beauty, you make my heart beat, the song under the moon is always so melodious..."

……

a mess.

Feng Yi said with a wooden face, "Who do you think leaked it?"

Song Shi didn't even need to think about it before he came to a conclusion: "He Bei."

He Bei, who was typing in front of the computer, shivered, and looked up at the same high-hanging sun in doubt.