Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 387
When the two cast their spells to escape, they glanced at Mo Chen rather like a chicken thief. Seeing that Mo Chen hadn't moved at all, they couldn't help feeling a little puzzled, but the spells didn't stop.

call out!call out!
Two piercing sounds sounded, but Taoist Qingmu and Taoist Xuanjing ran away in opposite directions in a tacit understanding. I have to say that these two people still have quite a lot of experience in escaping, and they are quite good in the same class. The opportunity slipped away, after all, no matter how fast you are, you can only chase one.

But in front of Mo Chen, the Great Luo Jinxian, everything is just a joke. Not to mention that they ran in different directions, even if they turned into thousands of people, they couldn't escape even if they cast the Great Teleportation Talisman. At the first glance, it was already the meat in the mouth of the little crow's plate.

The two flew in opposite directions for more than a hundred miles, and when they saw no one chasing after them, they both heaved a sigh of relief, especially Daoist Qingmu, he was no better than Taoist Xuanjing, but I heard that he was Really experienced that battle.

The three-talent sky-locking formation cast by the three of their senior brothers was easily crushed by this young man, and the great elder died on the spot. If they hadn't recruited Marshal Tianyou to support the situation, I am afraid that there would be no Hunyuan Taoist sect today. .

But this is enough. Although the Hunyuan Taoist sect has quite a few disciples with good aptitude in the younger generation, the time for cultivating Taoism is still short. He is not diligent, but even if he is not, I am afraid that I and my senior brother are not his opponents. I still need to find some helpers. If I am not prepared to be beaten by this person, it will be too late.

The common people outside the West City Gate suddenly woke up from the blindness of the dark clouds, thunder, lightning, fire and rain. When they looked up, they found a figure appeared in the sky. As soon as the figure appeared, the two immortal masters of the Hunyuan Taoist sect flew quickly. After leaving, he couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed for a while, staring blankly at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen looked at the common people below, with a slight smile on his lips, and said, "Come back!"

A soundless fluctuation of mana immediately merged into the space, and the two Taoists who were lucky to have escaped from the sky, without any notice, returned to their original place and arrived in front of Mo Chen.

Taoist Xuan Jing and Qing Mu were immersed in the joy of escaping from death one second ago, but the scene in front of them suddenly changed a second later, with the familiar handsome face in front of them, the altar and countless eagerly awaited people under their feet, and suddenly, The two hearts once again sank into the bottomless abyss.

Daoist Qingmu is an elder after all, he is well-informed, and he knows that the person who can use this kind of supernatural power to bring the two of them back silently is not something that the Hunyuan Taoist sect, a secular fairy sect, can resist. For those legendary powerful ancestors, I am afraid that the Hunyuan Taoist faction really provoked a remarkable existence this time.

He made a bow and said: "Poverty Dao Qingmu, I pay my respects to fellow Taoists."

"Why, stop running, keep running?" Mo Chen said playfully.

Daoist Qingmu said with a wry smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist has great powers, but we can't run out of your palm no matter what, running is useless."

While the two were talking, the hundreds of thousands of people below, including the sharp-eyed martial arts practitioner, suddenly pointed at Mo Chen and said, "Look, look, that man looks exactly like the wood sculpture on the altar." !"

With this shout, the news spread from below, and hundreds of thousands of people made a huge noise, all pointing at Mo Chen talking about evildoers and monsters there.

Mo Chen was not angry either, and said: "Well, this time I know you call me a fellow Taoist. Look, I have been slandered for hundreds of years, saying that my majestic national teacher is a monster, and the people are convinced. The Ceremony of Suppressing Yaoya, you Hunyuan Taoist sect really have a way of doing things!"

"Fellow daoist, don't be annoyed, fellow daoist, don't be annoyed, it's a disciple in the sect who was confused for a moment, and made such a big mistake, as long as fellow daoist is willing not to pursue it, I will agree to any conditions!" Daoist Qingmu said in a panic, As for Xuanjing Xiaodao, he kept silent and stared nervously at Mo Chen, for fear that the young master would kill him twice on the spot if he got angry.

"Compensation, what kind of compensation method, what treasures do you Hunyuan Taoist have, let me hear it?"

Seeing that Mo Chen wanted to talk, Daoist Qing Mu's face brightened, and he said, "As long as fellow Taoists want it, my Hunyuan Dao Sect has what I have, and I'm not stingy. Friends, just take it if you like it!"

After Daoist Qingmu finished speaking, he saw Mo Chen smiling, and he felt relieved. Sure enough, no matter whether it is a fairy or a demon, everyone likes treasures.

This idea is correct, but he underestimated Mo Chen's hatred for them, and overestimated the treasures in their sect.

The time when the Hunyuan Taoist sent Marshal Tianyou to kill Mo Chen, it almost caused Mo Chen's death. Such a big cause and effect, how could Mo Chen let them go, not to mention that they also held a grand ceremony to suppress demons, black I have been with him for hundreds of years, although he is not really black, he is really a first-class monster.

As for the treasures of the Hunyuan Taoist sect, as long as the people are killed, everything belongs to him, Mo Chen, so why should he give it?
Mo Chen smiled, suddenly his face turned cold, and said: "I don't want anything, I just want your lives, sure!"

A body-fixing tactic restrained the two of them at once. The two Taoists couldn't use their mana, and naturally they couldn't support the flight. scattered around.

Boom!Boom!
With two muffled sounds, the two Taoist priests fell hard to the ground, creating two shallow pits, but they didn't have the steel and iron bones like Mo Chen. Much stronger than ordinary people, but still seriously injured.

Mo Chen coughed lightly, and suddenly the people present stopped shouting like thunder, and stared at Mo Chen.

What does this little crow want to do?
But I saw that he silently changed his body suddenly and turned into a sloppy Taoist priest with a long sword on his back and a flagon hanging from his waist. Those eyebrows and eyes, who is not Lu Dongbin?

Mo Chen said in a loud voice: "Lu Dongbin, the son of the poor Daoist Chunyang, happened to travel here hundreds of years ago, and met these monsters who claimed to be Hunyuan Taoist priests. At that time, he accidentally let them go away. A hundred years later, these evildoers don't know how to restrain themselves, but instead slander the poor, and today the poor will slay demons and demons, everyone look forward to it!"

Lu Dongbin is one of the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave, and he likes to travel in the world of mortals on weekdays, so many mortals have seen him appear as a saint, and he left behind many temples.

These common people have seen the statues of the Eight Immortals before, seeing that Mo Chen is exactly the same as the real one, and even used magic power to take down the immortal head of the Hunyuan Taoist sect, they can't help but feel suspicious in their hearts. Impossible, this is indeed Lu Dongbin's appearance, these two Taoist priests can't beat it, is it really a monster?
The people below all looked dubious, but they didn't stand up to oppose it. The real vested interests, those families with children who worshiped the Hunyuan Dao Sect, would not come here to meet the fate of immortality.

Mo Chen looked at everyone who was doubtful, and said again: "Today, the poor Taoist will show his tricks, so that the benefactors will know the true colors of these two Taoists!"

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(End of this chapter)