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

Chapter 122
Weili Mountain Gate is located in the area of ​​Menjing Mountain. It is said to be a mountain gate, but in fact there are several thatched huts, which fall into the valley.

However, this valley, in the eyes of Jing Nian Lao Yao, is one of the few restricted areas in the Menjing area.

Weili's apprenticeship is from the lineage of the three corpses of the Wumen.

Pay attention to "driving the three corpses and controlling the nine insects".

The so-called Gu Dao is also the way to control the Nine Insects.

Unlike Taoism and Buddhism, which built temples and erected pagodas, shamanism originated from shamanism, often accompanied by masters and apprentices, so inheritance is very particular, and it is passed on from female to male, and it is chosen by fate.

Weili master Wumen Bashou Amur took in seven apprentices in this life, two of them went mad and died, and the other two went to practice together.

The remaining three are practicing with the master.

The smallest of them was Miri.

It is precisely because she is the youngest that she is the most favored by the two senior sisters.

No, after two days of family vacation, Wei Li, who returned to the mountain gate, seemed a little out of his mind.

He often puts his cheeks on his hands and laughs for no reason, causing the two senior sisters of the same school to think that they have been subjected to a voodoo technique.

One of the boudoir secrets is not enough for outsiders.

On this day, Master Weili, Wumen Bashou Amur, summoned three disciples and said:

"On New Year's Eve, the 24 guest hall wanted to hold a celebration. It invited many practitioners. As a teacher, I wanted to refuse. I thought that Wei Li had just entered the witch sect and had never seen it before, so I simply agreed. It's good to open your eyes. You are ready for a lifetime. Fan, don't lose your inch."

"Master, according to your opinion, all evil spirits from the wilderness will participate?"

Wei Li's eyes lit up, and asked in a busy voice.

"That's right, even non-influential demons can enter as long as they have opened their minds. Of course, don't even think about the inner hall."

"What about us, can we enter the inner hall?" Wei Li asked hastily.

"Hehe, Weili, you underestimate the master too much. Our master's number gate, Jingshan Grandma, if it wasn't for witchcraft and non-cultivation of incense, there should be a master position in the 24th Hall."

Wei Li's senior sister Xue Qi had a proud expression on her face.

She is a girl from the Bai nationality, and she has been with Amur for seven or eight years, and she knows a lot about the Three Corpses faction.

"Xueqi, don't be arrogant. Thousands of miles of wilderness are but a corner of Shenzhou. No matter how prominent the mountains are, they are nothing but the cry of frogs in the well. It is meaningless."

Amur earnestly taught that half of what he said was actually for Wei Li.

"Understood, Master."

Xue Qi responded by pretending to be cute, and secretly stuck out her tongue at Wei Li.

After Amur left, Wei Li's two senior sisters chatted and talked about the previous celebrations of the 24 guest hall.

This is a celebration, but it's actually more like a talent recruitment conference for the three thousand-year-old monsters.

Thousands of miles of thorn wasteland is vast and rich in resources, and there are always ancient relics mixed with the blood of ordinary beasts. If they do not have Jiazi cultivation, the blood will not be revived, and will eventually disappear.

Therefore, the New Year's Eve celebration has become the best opportunity to choose.

Some evil spirits will also take the opportunity to perform.

Maybe because of his eloquence and wisdom, he will be appreciated by the big monster and get into the hub.

In addition, the three thousand-year-old demons will also sprinkle some incense, celebrate with the demons, swallow a mouthful, and say that they practice hard for several days.

Such a grand event will not only open the eyes, but also not delay the practice, so why not do it?
The two senior sisters spoke with gusto, but Weili suddenly asked after hearing this: "Senior sister, can our Three Corpse Sect know how to make alchemy?"

"Alchemy? Why do you ask this?" Senior sister Li Zhi asked in surprise.

"I'm visiting my relatives this time, and I heard that there is a great alchemist in the Wanchao Cave, who is quite popular, so I want to ask if we can do alchemy?"

Wei Li knew how powerful the two senior sisters were, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he could only mention it lightly.

"I've also heard about this. It's said that pills can be exchanged for pills. I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Alchemy is not easy. Our Three Corpse Sect is good at Gu Dao. Although we have dabbled in elixirs, we only stop at making common plasters."

The two senior sisters replied.

"Is there any pill recipe?" Wei Li asked.

"I've never heard of that."

Before Senior Sister Li Zhi finished speaking, Xue Qi said mysteriously: "Yes."

"Really?" Weili's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true. Our sect has been passed down for thousands of years, so how come there is no alchemy? It's just that no one has made it, and gradually no one mentioned it." Xue Qi said.

"Where is Dan Fang?"

"Of course it's in the gluttonous belly of the master."

Wei Li looked thoughtful when he heard the words.

The gluttonous insect, a kind of insect with a belly that can hold a cow, is often used to hold belongings in their sect.

It is not surprising that the master put the Danfang in the belly of the gluttonous insect.

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The distant mountains are grey, and there are many mountains.

At the entrance of Shoushan Village, the tea stall is still the same, and the stall owner is old and dazzled, but he always feels that the Taoist on the stall seems to have known each other.

"Daoist, have we met?"

The old man brought it to the rough tea room and couldn't help asking.

Looking at the mountains, Mo Chuan, who had a feeling of "near-native feeling and timidity", said with a smile, "Old man forgot, half a year ago, I begged for a bowl of old tea when I passed by a treasure land on a poor road."

The old man counted up the time in his mind, and suddenly realized, he slapped his thigh and said: "Yes, the Taoist priest also gave me a talisman! Look at my memory, I forgot this."

Mo Chuan laughed: "Pindao remembers the old man because there is only one tea stall at the entrance of Shoushan Town. The old man doesn't remember the old man because there are too many people coming and going."

The old man smiled stupidly: "The Taoist listens well."

The two exchanged pleasantries to reminisce about the old days, and Mo Chuan immediately asked about the recent situation of Shoushan.

The old man said that since Shoushan Town worshiped Shoushan Lei Jun, the number of people who stumbled and fell off the cliff in the mountains has greatly decreased.

In the past, there were always two or three people who died unexpectedly every month, but now there are only one or two in half a year, and the difference is obvious at a glance.

The wealthy households in the town are planning to hold a sacrificial ceremony for Shoushan Lei Jun during the Spring Festival!
Mo Chuan nodded and smiled when he heard the words, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He was able to cultivate to the level of Jiazi so quickly, thanks to the Shoushan Incense Fire.

There are so many wealthy households in Shoushan Mountain, how could they be stingy with some incense for the smooth quarrying?

Moreover, quarrying stones is a daily job, entering the mountain every day, naturally there are incenses every day, and there are offerings every month, and the incense is so strong that it can reach the sky.

In other words, Shi Gong has enjoyed incense for 40 years, why can't he even change his form?

There is no other reason, Shi Gong is a quarry apprentice who sacrifices privately.

Lord Lei of Shoushan Mountain is canonized by the townspeople, everyone recognizes it, every family worships it, and the difference in incense and incense is like a cloud and mud.

While the two were chatting, a quarryman came back to the town. Unable to bear the hunger and thirst, he spent a penny and begged for a bowl of water in front of the tea stall.

Hearing that the two were talking about Shoushan Leijun, they laughed and said that because of Shoushan Leijun, the corpse hunters in the mountains would lose their jobs.

Someone saw Shaoshiming near Yingchi Cliff, and they suspected that they were looking for a fairy fate.

Mo Chuan was thoughtful when he heard the words.

After drinking a bowl of rough tea, he left a penny and got up and walked to the mountains.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, it suddenly disappeared among the bushes, and when it reappeared, it had already arrived at the foot of Yingchi Cliff.

This is where the Shoushan leyline breaks, and it is the best leyline cave for him.

However, when he looked up, his face changed slightly.

On the thousand-ren broken wall, there was nothing left of the eagle hitting the cliff mountain fruit tree.

(End of this chapter)