Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Amidst the panic and uncertainty of the group of monsters, Mo Chuan lost his anger and escaped into his body.

The body was as silent as a wax figure, and then opened his eyes, the facial features are vivid and agile, it is by no means a sign of being taken away!

'It turned out to be a ghost! '

Seeing this, all the monsters immediately had mixed feelings, and even faintly felt a little jealous.

Coming out of the yin god, one can transform into a hundred-foot giant and kill the Jiazi tiger demon. Now that the soul has returned to the original body, how strong should it be?
Wandering in the thoughts of all the monsters, Mo Chuan picked up the tea again, took a sip, frowned slightly and said: "The taste is bitter, but it tastes sweet after a long time, and the aftertaste is endless, good tea!"

Mo Chuan talked about good tea, but curled his lips in his heart.

If it wasn't for the aura in the tea, he might be able to spit it out on the spot.

Chizhi, the God of Fengming Cave, saw Mo Chuan's perfunctory intentions at a glance, and said with a light smile, "Do you know why this concubine only prefers this Qingshuang Guteng tea?"

Mo Chuan shook his head.

Red Pheasant said: "My concubine has cultivated thousands of kinds of tea, but this Qingshuang ancient vine tea is the least picky. After pouring ten stalks of Yuan Qi, seven strands can be preserved. It tastes bitter like this, and I regard it as a treasure."

Mo Chuan's heart moved slightly, is there something in the words?He simply ignored it, and replied: "Fengming Daoyou has a unique concept of cultivating tea, and the poor Taoist admires it!"

"Really? Didn't you know that Youke has Yucha?"

"Poverty and lazy, how can there be such leisure and elegance."

The two chatted around the tea ceremony for a while, Chizhi always meant something, and wanted to use a coded method to discuss the matter of Xiaoyun Mountain Lord and even Mo Chuan without hurting face.

As a result, Mo Chuan slid away lightly every time and ignored it.

As the saying goes:
Words do not show things, words do not speculate.

This red pheasant is not only 500 years old, but also [-] years old. It is too tiring to fight with her, and it is easy to make mistakes.

It's better to ignore it, and see if no one can hold their breath.

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, an old demon with first-born antlers said: "Speaking of the tea party, I heard that fellow Taoists are here to find someone in this wasteland?"

Mo Chuan said sternly: "Exactly! It's a coincidence that the poor Taoist wanted to inquire about it, but he was afraid of disturbing the tea ceremony. Since the fellow Taoist mentioned it, the poor Taoist just said it casually. May I ask you, have you ever heard of the raccoon Taoist?"

Under the golden lacquered pillar of Huanlong, all the monsters looked at each other and shook their heads.

The deer-horned demon said again: "If there is any news about Taoist raccoon, I will inform my friend as soon as possible. In other words, since you are looking for someone, why do you occupy the Jiuyao cave?"

Mo Chuan said: "Pindao couldn't find it for a long time, so I made some noise, to see if it can reach the ears of Li Daoist. Why, is it wrong for Pindao to do this?"

The antler demon chuckled and said: "Fellow daoists are serious. The Jinghuang Cave has always been home to virtuous people. Fellow daoists occupying it is not only wrong, but even inferior. According to this gentleman, there should be a place for fellow daoists in these 24 halls! That's it! Come on, the movement is even bigger, why not do it?"

Mo Chuan cupped his hands: "May I ask what your name is?"

The antler demon said: "I swallowed the clouds, and I was praised by my colleagues, and I was named the real king!"

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds? !
Mo Chuan was slightly startled. When he came here, he asked the white-tailed little green dragon about the composition of the 24 guest hall members, so he naturally knew that Master Yuntun was one of the three thousand-year-old demons in the 24 guest hall.

The main body is a king brocade snake, which has been cultivated for thousands of years and turned into a python. It takes the meaning of the cloud from the dragon, and calls itself swallowing clouds.

"It turned out to be True Monarch Swallowing Clouds, disrespectful and disrespectful! Since True Lord Swallowing Clouds thinks that Poverty Dao should have a place in this 24 guest hall, who would want to quit?"

While Mo Chuan was speaking, his eyes swept over the demons, some of them avoided with a guilty conscience, some stared back fiercely, and some looked indifferent...

"Fellow Daoist Cloud Swallowing, you all don't want to give in!"

"It's about the incense of the cave god, who is willing to give in? The seat at the banquet is the ranking of the incense, why don't you choose one yourself?" True Monarch Tunyun said with a smile.

The hearts of all the demons suddenly turned cold when they heard the words.

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds is going to use a cave god to test the quality of this Mingchen Taoist priest?

"Since this is the case, I think fellow daoists rank the highest, why not just fellow daoists!"

Mo Chuan's language is not astonishing and endless.

When the sound fell, the hearts of all the monsters were shaken, and there was an uproar!
His eyes were even more focused on True Monarch Tunyun, in the shocked eyes, there was a hint of sarcasm hidden.

The early rafters rot first.

Let you rely on the millennium to point fingers, and now you have encountered a tough bone, right?

All the monsters were shocked, and True Monarch Swallowing Cloud was even more astonished.

Countless thoughts flashed through my heart.

There was anger, there was humiliation, there was uncertainty.

Surrounded by a group of monsters, he still dared to provoke a thousand-year-old monster. Could it be that Taoist priest Mingchen deliberately pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger, just for the sake of this moment of fair battle?
"Hahaha, fellow Daoist Cloud Swallowing, don't panic, Pindao is just making a joke. Pindao is refining ten thousand years of evil spirits, but he can't spare any energy to fight."

Before Master Tunyun could reply, Mo Chuan suddenly burst out laughing.

This step of retreat made the atmosphere in the tense palace suddenly subtle!

All the monsters looked even weirder, is this cowardly?

It's still a demon for thousands of years, why does this sound like bragging?
You said that a thousand-year-old demon is more convincing than a ten-thousand-year evil!
What kind of existence is there for thousands of years of evil spirits?

It is no exaggeration to say that you are a land god. This kind of existence can allow you, a Taoist priest, to be humiliated?
Or, are you a land fairy?
If you were a land god, would you still need to turn into a hundred-foot giant to kill that little Yunshan Lord?Such a big commotion?
At this moment, all the monsters looked at Mo Chuan suspiciously.

Only True Monarch Tunyun secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

——The unknown is the scariest thing.

Hundreds of years of being pampered and pampered really made it feel timid just now.

"Fellow Daoist just said... Wan Zai Yaoxie?"

A big demon with golden bottom and horizontal pupils asked with a look of surprise.

Judging from the number of seats, it should be the No. 24 thousand-year-old monster in the 3th guest room—the real person of Sheyue.

It is said that its body is a toad.

"That's right." Mo Chuan nodded, smiling inwardly, the fish was hooked.

"This god has practiced for 800 years. He has been out of the wilderness and traveled the world. He dare not say that he is well-informed, but he also dares to say that he has a little experience. Even the great monster of 5000 years has met once, but only the evil spirit of ten thousand years, Only in myths and legends."

"This god has a heartless request. Can fellow daoists reveal a little about the evil spirits that have existed for thousands of years, so that this god can open his eyes?"

Master Sheyue got up and clasped his fists sincerely.

"This monster is very nasty and surly. If it is released rashly, if the monster's power leaks out, I'm afraid it will hurt you all." Mo Chuan said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist's magic power is as high as the sky, since he can bring down the great monster for ten thousand years, why should he be afraid of breaking free?" Master Sheyue said.

Mo Chuan smiled: "How do you know that I have supernatural powers?"

"Huh?" Master Sheyue was astonished.

The monsters in the palace are even more weird. Doesn't this self-deprecating remark look like bragging?
"Forget it, if the poor Taoist refuses again and again, I'm afraid you will swallow the poor Taoist alive."

Laughing at himself, Mo Chuan suddenly raised his right hand, and a huge bull's eye emerged from the palm of his hand, and the black pupils swept around.

With this glance, all the monsters were frightened.

Anyone who looks into the bull's eye is like seeing the body of the bull, the innate deterrence originating from the blood of the evil spirit for thousands of years, which makes their liver and gallbladder tear apart!

Ten thousand years of demon power, even after years of erosion, still panic like the power of heaven.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan smiled inwardly, and was about to close his eyes.

Unexpectedly, a roar caused an uproar among the demons!
"Shameless boy, how dare you pretend to be a tiger with this deity? Don't be deceived by him, he is nothing more than a half-armored ant. Kill this beast, and this deity will bestow the secret method of the sky demon."

Mo Chuan followed the prestige, and saw a three-armored demon with horns on his head, with an unnaturally twitching expression, pointing at him and roaring sharply.