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Mr. Tang's son has a gentle personality and is well-educated. He looks even more extraordinary and has a touch of spiritual charm when wearing a Taoist robe. If you ignore the human heads that may grow out of his body at any time, he can be considered a very elegant man.

"It seems that your destiny is..." Before Gao Ming could think of the words, the young man waved his hand, very casually.

“The flesh and skin are all floating dust, which will turn into dry bones in the blink of an eye. Only the heart that pursues the Tao shines like gold and stone. When the soul flies into the fairy palace, you will gain eternal immortality.” It seems that Mr. Tang’s son has already been enlightened, and his realm is indeed much higher than that of the paper figurines and townspeople on the first level.

"This child is hopeless, he has been completely assimilated." Fu Shu whispered behind Gao Ming's ear: "Don't bother with him, let's go to the third floor."

Glancing left and right, Gao Ming only saw people in Taoist robes sitting next to the alchemy furnace. Further away, there were some people walking between the alchemy rooms with heavy hearts on their minds. They were taking medicine according to the written instructions on the rooms, but every time they entered a room and came out, they would be missing something.

"Fellow Daoist, are you looking for the way to the third floor?" The young man was very friendly. He pointed to the huge alchemy furnace in the center of the second floor and said, "The way is in the alchemy furnace. If you can refine the elixir of enlightenment, the way will appear. My father went to the third floor in this way, but you can also learn from the butcher in the town. He put his physical body into the alchemy furnace and refined himself instead of refining external objects. He also found a way out."

Gao Ming didn't want to choose either of these two paths. He felt that there were other options: "Where are the others who entered the spiritual temple? Where did the old watchman go?"

"I don't know about the others." The young man enthusiastically led Gao Ming to the way: "Over there is the alchemy room. You can go there to choose various alchemy materials. Remember not to enter the dark room in the alchemy room. It is the room at the back that emits a foul smell."

"Why?"

"That's where the waste pills are piled up. Waste pills are poisonous, harmful, and will damage your soul if you get close to them." While the young man was speaking, several heads had grown on his body. The necks of those heads were tearing at the young man's skin, which looked extremely creepy. However, the young man himself didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Thank you for your advice. We want to go around on our own." Gao Ming noticed that the young man was getting closer and closer to him. He seemed to be planning to take possession of his body, so he immediately took Bai Huang away.

"Fellow Daoist, slow down. I have some experience in alchemy here, so I'll give it to you as well."

Master Tang's son chased after Gao Ming with a body full of human heads. When they ran between the alchemy room and the huge furnace, a faint smell of blood flashed in the furnace, purple flames emerged from the gap in the furnace door, and shrill screams sounded in the furnace!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a loud bang, as if someone was banging his head against the door of the alchemy furnace. His strength was so great that the building-like furnace began to shake.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Kill me! Please kill me! I don't want to practice anymore! Please kill me!"

"There is such a strange phenomenon after the elixir is made! It also draws out purple fire. The elixir of that Taoist friend is incredible!" Mr. Tang's son was intoxicated by the fragrance of the elixir and no longer pursued high life. He turned around and stared at the elixir furnace. There were many like his on the second floor.

"I have been guarding your tablet for my whole life. I didn't expect that I would have such good fortune when I was about to die. Hahaha!" The voice in the alchemy furnace was old and cunning. He should be very old, but his voice was full of energy.

The aroma of elixir filled the air, and an old man with elixir marks all over his body caused by the purple fire slowly walked out of the elixir furnace. He was naked, and those elixir marks flowed and entangled with each other, like the stars in the sky, as if hiding infinite mysteries.

"A temple attendant?" Gao Ming recognized the man at a glance. The old man was with Meng Si before and was the only temple attendant in the Zhemeng Town Temple. "Did Meng Si also enter the Nine-Layered Spiritual Temple?"

"Did you succeed, father-in-law?" Mr. Tang's son ran over impatiently, bowed his hands and bowed, humble and polite.

"I have never married in my life. I have spent half of my life in the ancestral hall, talking to the dead day and night. Although I am not as exciting as you, I am more sincere and kind-hearted." The old man stroked his beard. He was old, but now he has regained his youth and is stronger than a young man: "I have no external possessions. I use my own Tao heart to make the elixir, and it finally succeeded."

"You are lying! I can feel the Tang family blood in you!" A head on the shoulder of Mr. Tang's son suddenly spoke.

"Yes, yes, this beast uses the faith of each family to make elixirs. He hides in the ancestral hall every night and steals all the tributes." Behind the cauldron door, half of a human face that was about to melt appeared. It tried its best to crawl out of the cauldron, but unfortunately its body soon broke into medicine residue and turned into wriggling black water. In this furnace of "elixirs", only the ancestral hall attendant's "elixir" was finally refined, and the rest became waste.

"Naturally, you fellow Taoists will not believe the false accusation of a useless pill." The priest smelled of pills all over his body. He licked his teeth lightly with his tongue, and without further ado, he hurried to the alchemy room.

"The road to the third floor is in the cauldron. Why are you still going out?" Another townsman wearing a Taoist robe stopped the waiter.

“Is it because you are not sincere that the way up is not open?” The expression of the head on the calf of Master Tang’s son suddenly became fierce: “What Feidan said is true! It is you who stole the things that the townspeople gave to their ancestors. You blasphemed everyone’s beliefs.”

Hearing what the head said, the ancestral hall attendant burst into laughter, tears almost flowing out: "I have guarded the ancestral hall for you all my life, and you call me a thief?"

"Stealing from the inside!"

"Do you have any evidence?" The priest waved his hand, and the danhe mark was connected with the misty spiritual energy, and the original vulgarity disappeared completely.

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"Master Tang has put a curse in our blood. I only need to drink a mouthful of your blood to test whether you have refined the tablets of Tang family ancestors." The words of the head made Gao Ming next to him frown. The intention of these children of the Tang family should not be to speak up for their ancestors, but to drink the blood of the temple attendant.

More and more people wearing Taoist robes gathered around, and they seemed to sense the breath of their ancestors from the temple attendant.

The road was blocked and the ancestral temple attendant could not go anywhere. He was forced into a corner and had to stretch out his hand: "The innocent are innocent. I have guarded the ancestral temple for you for most of my life and never asked for anything. I didn't expect that you would come to stop me as soon as I took a step on the road to becoming an immortal. With this, you still want to become an immortal? It's difficult, difficult!"

"Let me check it out!" Mr. Tang's son strode forward. The clerk did not dodge or evade, and his two arms were grabbed.

The hand that exuded the fragrance of elixir was stretched out in front of Master Tang’s son. He looked at the elixir marks with fascination, his taste buds stimulated by the fragrance of elixir, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

In his eyes as clear as water, a trace of greed could no longer be concealed, he opened his mouth and took a bite!

Blood splattered with a strong aroma of elixir. Mr. Tang's son was like a dying patient who finally got the life-saving magic medicine. The heads on his body could not be controlled at all and bit the temple attendant madly.

What was even more terrifying was that the spectators wearing Taoist robes around, far from finding the scene bloody and scary, were instead rushing over one after another!

Their expressions were so indifferent before, and their brand new Taoist robes were spotless, but now they were grabbing with their bare hands the waiter who had been guarding the ancestral hall all his life, as if they were not grabbing a living person but just a medicine!