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Chapter 227 Immortal Lin, Worship of the Yellow Dragon

"Girl, don't believe in that monster!"

Lin Mo blinked, and said: "Brother, Pindao doesn't expect you to believe in Pindao. Pindao has already heard about the cause of the incident, but it was my junior brother's fault. Your son died, and a big mistake has already been made. Why not let Pindao have a try and treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"If you are lucky enough to save your son, we can discuss everything after that. If you can't save him..."

"If you can't save him, what do you bring?" Mr. Zhao asked fiercely.

"If you can't save him, this junior brother of mine should commit suicide in front of your son's corpse as an apology." Lin Mo said.

Real Huanglong: "..."

"Okay, save, save me!"

Zhao Laoshi blushed and said angrily: "I want to see how long you Taoist priests will lie to us!"

Under the commotion, the nearby villagers had already been alarmed, and they all came to watch the excitement.

After all, eating melons and watching operas is a traditional virtue handed down from ancient times to the present.

Making way for a way, Lin Mo walked to the mourning hall in a loose or even a bit big white Taoist robe.

Enter the mourning hall.

What came into view was a corpse covered with a white cloth.

There are two dilapidated benches below, and several spliced ​​wooden boards, on which the boy's body lay quietly.

He glanced at the complicated eyes of Master Huang Long who followed in.

If it were Lin Mo before crossing the catastrophe, he wouldn't dare to make this bet.

But after crossing the catastrophe, his supernatural powers have obviously improved by more than one level.

Tongtianlu doesn't need to draw talismans, as long as the mind is together, the ability will manifest itself.

Shuangquanshou and Shenjibailian have also improved to varying degrees.

Lin Mo couldn't bring the dead back to life, once the bridge between the soul and the body was broken.

It's not that the soul can be resurrected when it returns to its original position.

In fairy tales, if there is no special method for the resurrection of the corpse, even if it is resurrected, it is still a corpse.

The reason why Lin Mo was able to save the other party for sure was because he was not dead yet.

That's right, under his hope, although the opponent's whole body was wrapped in death qi, the qi in the dantian in his chest did not completely disappear.

The soul does not leave the body either.

suspended animation.

One is very similar to real death, and the pulse and heartbeat cannot be checked at all.

However, unlike ordinary suspended animation, the juvenile's consciousness has been burnt out, and he believes that he is dead.

This caused the boy's body to remain in a state of suspended animation, but his consciousness could not be awakened for a long time. If it dragged on, the boy would surely die.

Lin Mo needs to give him some external stimulation.

Mobilize the qi in the body, red qi in the left hand and blue qi in the right hand, put one palm on the boy's forehead and the other on the chest through the white cloth.

The villagers had never seen this scene before, all eyes were fixed on Lin Mo without blinking, wanting to see if he could bring the Zhao family's child back to life.

While repairing the damage in the boy's body, Lin Mo reached out to his soul...

Under everyone's unblinking gaze, Lin Mo suddenly slapped his palm on the young man's chest.

Just hear the "wow" sound.

The boy sat up abruptly.

There was a panic outside the door, and Lin Mo glanced casually.

It turned out that a few villagers were shocked by the sudden scene, sat down on the ground, and shouted "deceitful corpse".

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

Lin Mo made a salute, and said: "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life. Your son was dragged back from the underworld by the poor Taoist. It just hurt some vitality, and he needs to recuperate for a while."

"Mom, I think I saw you."

The teenager's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and he didn't know what was going on for a while.

"My son!"

Zhao Laoshi's wife rushed over immediately.

A lot of tears fell down, and he said in a broken voice: "Son, if you die, how can you let your mother live!"

"Thank goodness..."

thump--

Zhao Laoshi knelt in front of Lin Mo and kowtowed to plead guilty, "Forgive me, Master Immortal, but the villain insulted the Immortal in a moment of foolishness, he deserves death..."

Lin Mo turned his head and looked outside the door.

thump--

All the villagers knelt down.

Lin Mo didn't stop him, and said honestly to Zhao: "This matter is the fault of the poor brother, why are you so eager to save my son?"

"Pindao still has some money here, just use it to buy your carload of pears, and the rest will be used as compensation for your family's losses."

After finishing speaking, before Zhao Laoshi agreed, the figures of Lin Mo and Huang Long disappeared.

Only the silver on the ground is left.

"Live god, really live god!"

"Immortal, I really met an immortal!"

"I think this bull can brag for a lifetime!"

"Hurry up and soak up the fairy spirit!"

"Mr. Zhao, I bought this house of yours, and I'll give you the number. I promise not to let you suffer!"

Although communication was poor in ancient times, things in a village spread quickly within a stick of incense.

Zhao Laoshi held up the silver tremblingly, seeing that it weighed at least four or five taels, which was enough for him to sell three carts of pears, and he still had a surplus.

"Master, this money..."

"Don't move, please, this is the money given to us by the gods, and it has passed through the hands of the gods."

Lin Mo didn't know that his actions didn't end just because he left.

Instead, it soon reached Di Xin's ears.

……

"Friend Daoist, you are really amazing."

Master Huanglong's eyes were shining, he kept staring at Lin Mo, and the admiration in his eyes was clear at a glance.

But what followed was worry, "Fellow Daoist, this is going against the sky. If the people in the underworld know about it, it may be detrimental to Fellow Daoist."

Lin Mo shook his head, "Be extra careful."

The boy is not completely dead yet, theoretically it should not be considered dead, so there is no such thing as going against the sky.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be careless."

Master Huanglong explained: "Pindao just noticed that there are two Yin soldiers not far away, presumably they are ordered to arrest the boy's soul and return to the underworld."

Lin Mo stopped, frowned and said, "Why didn't you say that just now?"

"Um... I thought Fellow Daoist knew."

Lin Mo said: "Hell, hell."

The ghost gate is not on his body now, and only half of the golden finger Yang Delu is left, and it does not have the function of traveling through the underworld. It is the Yin Delu that can really do it.

Looking at Master Huanglong, Lin Mo asked, "Do you know how to get to the underworld?"

Hearing this, Master Huang Long shook his head, expressing that he had never learned this kind of spell.

"Several senior brothers in the poor way, I heard from the master that first you need to get out of your body, and then you need to use some magic weapon, and then find the nearby ghost gate, which is very troublesome..."

"Fellow daoist, if you want to learn, meet my senior brothers some other day and ask for it from fellow daoist."

After hearing this, Lin Mo shook his head and said, "No need, let's say goodbye today, we will meet again in the mountains and rivers!"

After making a salute, Lin Mo turned and left without hesitation.

Head towards Chaoge City.

"Fellow!"

Master Huanglong looked at Lin Mo's back for a long time and couldn't let go, and finally made up his mind to catch up quickly.

This boy is too mysterious, people can't help but explore the truth.

——The real Huanglong.

"Why are you following me?"

"Fellow daoist, don't be so indifferent, meeting is fate, I don't mind walking with fellow daoist."

"I mind."

Lin Mo stared at him vigilantly, and said, "Si Wudao, I always feel that you have bad intentions."

Master Huanglong laughed and said: "Well, the poor Taoist indeed has something to ask for."

"I just don't know whether to speak properly or not."

"Inappropriate."

"A fellow Taoist asked, but the poor Taoist..." Lin Mo interrupted before Daoist Huang Long finished speaking, "I just said that I shouldn't say it."

Real Huanglong: "???"

Why doesn't this guy play his cards according to the routine.

Don't give him any skin?
If he didn't feel that he couldn't beat him, he would have...

Convex (｀0) Convex︵┻━┻

No, such a capable person must not be allowed to join the Great Shang Dynasty.

Master Huanglong thought that he would definitely not be able to defeat him, if he could be brought over, the master would definitely reward him, and maybe give him a magic weapon.

At that time, he will no longer be the leader of the Four No Ways.

Maybe he will be respected by the teacher.

Although he is an apprentice of Yuanshi Taoist, he is one of the famous Twelve Golden Immortals.

But my family knows my own affairs.

He belongs to the kind of talent who is extremely poor and is not respected by his teacher.

Who told him to enter the Tao with the middle-level golden elixir, with the same resources, the road is definitely not as good as the upper-level golden elixir.

This is the important reason why he was left out in the cold.

Thinking about it this way, Huanglong felt that Lin Mo was the key to his future promotion and salary increase.

Naturally, Lin Mo couldn't be let go easily.

So, clinging to him so shamelessly, Lin Mo couldn't get rid of him even if he wanted to.

I could only let him follow. During this period, Lin Mo uttered harsh words, "If I meet Su Daji, I will not save you."

He wanted to scare Huang Long away, but he failed.

(End of this chapter)