Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 43
Sitting under the buttocks was a futon stolen from Taishang Laojun, and Mo Chen was meditating.

With a little mana, he could use the contents of the jade bottle after all, but it was useless, the elixir was too powerful, Mo Chen couldn't refine it now, only the futon left could be used.

Keep your mind and mind clear, free from the invasion of external demons, and speed up your cultivation.

The problem is that there is only so little aura, and Mo Chen can refine it without meditating, so what's the use of this futon?
Find the feeling of a saint...

In fact, he was waiting for Liu An to go up the mountain. Today is his mother's first seven days, so he must go up the mountain to watch the night for his mother.

In the past few days, for merit, Mo Chen wandered around the nearby villages and towns, and also saved two villagers who were almost drowning, but the merit he gained was not as good as saving Liu An, and his cultivation speed hardly improved.

Why is this Liu An worth those merits?Destiny's Child?Or is it the reincarnation of a fairy god?
The last time we met, I didn't have enough mana, but this time I have to take a good look at his heels.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside, and the footsteps of many people. After a while, the little monk felt Qiao's voice came from outside: "Big brother, there are many people outside, come out quickly!" .”

Mo Chen responded, pushed open the door, and found that countless soldiers had come to the small Ksitigarbha Temple, guarding all places, and those who were skilled climbed over the wall and set up guards there.

In this scene, the little monk seemed a little nervous and looked at Mo Chen eagerly.

Mo Chen stepped forward and grabbed the little monk's hand, leading him to the hall where the Buddha statue was enshrined.

In the main hall, the boy who was originally plainly dressed has changed his attire now. He is dressed in brocade clothes and jade belts, extremely gorgeous, but the simple temperament with thick eyebrows and big eyes is still there.Beside him stood Aunt Qing who had changed into a palace dress, a general with a spear and a sword, and a monk in a scarlet robe.

When the young man saw Mo Chen coming in, he looked happy, stepped forward and said, "Uncle beggar."

Aunt Qing also nodded to indicate that she had heard An'er talk about the scene at that time. The person in front of her should have good skills, otherwise she would not be able to force the assassin back. Right now, An'er needs the help of someone with strong skills.

As soon as Mo Chen spit out the mana in his body, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he swept towards Liu An.

I saw the purple air steaming above the young man's head, a dragon with one horn and two claws was rolling and swimming in the purple air, and the faint bulge on the forehead and abdomen was about to turn into a real dragon.

Good guy, no wonder he saved him once, he has so much more merit than ordinary people, and he turned out to be the image of a human emperor and a real dragon.

Mo Chen secretly sighed. Seeing that Mo Chen didn't respond to Liu An's question, the general on the other side stared at Liu An in a daze. He took a step forward, overflowing with evil spirit, and shouted: "Bold, dare to be against Liu An!" The prince is rude!"

"General Wang." Liu An pulled him, signaling him to back down.

Mo Chen didn't take it seriously, smiled at Liu An, and asked knowingly: "I don't know why His Royal Highness came to this small temple?"

Before Liu An could speak, Aunt Qing on the side spoke first. She said, "His Royal Highness went up the mountain this time to thank Mr. for his life-saving kindness, and to pay filial piety for the first seven of the imperial concubine."

Emperor Wei was old and sick, and his time was short. Although he loved his concubine a lot, he found his only son and made him his heir. He also made Liu An's mother the noble concubine.

"Then this master?" Mo Chen looked at the monk in the red robe.

"This is the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, and it was my father who asked him to save my mother." Liu An said.

Mo Chen nodded. He felt that the little monk Qiao was still young, so he would not be able to trust him, but what he was thinking right now was how to get along with this prince who looked like an emperor, and earn some merit.

After introducing each other, Aunt Qing winked at Liu An, and Liu An told the general, "General Wang, take the master and all the soldiers out to rest, I want to catch up with my uncle."

General Wang responded, and took the monk out, and when they went out on their front feet, Liu An and Aunt Qing's legs softened on their back feet, and they knelt down towards Mo Chen.

what's the situation?
Mo Chen hurriedly helped him up, and then Aunt Qing cried out. It turns out that although Liu An is the only son of the current emperor, he has a natural right to inherit, and with the support of all the courtiers, it is not difficult to inherit the great treasure.

However, the fact is that the emperor's younger brother, King Chu, has been in business for many years and has a huge and deep-rooted power. In recent days, he has repeatedly targeted Liu An and even sent many assassins to assassinate him. Liu An's life is not easy.

Thinking that there was another expert on Quanshan, Aunt Qing encouraged Liu An to take advantage of this opportunity of paying homage to the noble concubine to take Mo Chen under his command.

"So, sir, please come out to help. After the matter is completed, His Royal Highness will definitely repay you!" Aunt Qing invited.

Mo Chen remained silent, showing no expression.

"Sir, if you are willing to help, you can be named a prince, and it will be fine in the future." Seeing that Mo Chen didn't answer, Aunt Qing added weight.

"The prince is kind-hearted. If he rules the country, it will be a blessing to all the people. How can Mo Chen help him?"

Mo Chen agreed, even though he wanted to get along with this person, but if he agreed, it would inevitably make people feel contemptuous, just like the thatched cottage who cares about Zhuge Liang, isn't asking for attention?

As for princes and princes, Mo Chen, a big demon, would be so rare, immortality, and freedom are his pursuits.

At the moment Mo Chen agreed, the one-horned and double-clawed dragon on Liu An's head suddenly gave birth to another horn, and the two bulges under his abdomen were also much larger, and they were about to completely melt. For the dragon.

And the prince in the luxurious mansion in Yujing suddenly felt dizzy, as if he had lost something. If Mo Chen were here, he would have seen a clawless dragon with two horns on his head. But it became a single claw.

At the foot of Quanshan Mountain, in a forest not far from the town.

The young Taoist priest who appeared in the mansion of the Prince of Chu that day was pinching the Dao formula with his forehand and muttering words. In front of him was an altar with three sacrifices on it, and three pillars of incense were burning on an exquisitely crafted incense burner. In front of the incense burner was a palm. The straw figurines, big and small, are so lifelike that they are almost the same as Liu An in appearance.

The Taoist seemed to be chanting the mantra to a critical point, and became more and more hurried. Suddenly, he raised his sword finger, and a ball of flame floated down from the big incense, burning the scarecrow.

And at the moment when the scarecrow was burning, on the top of Quanshan Mountain, in the clear sky, there was a thunderclap from nowhere, and a silver lightning bolt struck towards the Ksitigarbha Temple.Looking at the landing point, it was the main hall where Mo Chen and the others were.

Mo Chen, who had just negotiated with Aunt Liu Anqing, suddenly had a bad feeling at the moment when the thunder rang. He stretched out his hand and pushed Liu An away.

boom!
Just when he pushed Liu An away, a big hole suddenly opened on the roof of the hall, and a bolt of lightning struck straight down.

(End of this chapter)