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

Chapter 127

"Mountains and seas have their own dates of return, and wind and rain have their own reunions. After half a year, it seems like yesterday. How is fellow Taoist?"

Mo Chuan looked at the handsome scholar in front of him, cupped his hands and laughed.

But there was a thump in his heart, this guy wouldn't let his background out in front of the wild monsters, would he?
If you ask who is this person?

It was Wei Lai, a lay disciple of Taiyi.

Mo Chuan and him once faced the thousand-year-old flying zombie at Tuoyun Peak in Jiangcheng, and then Mo Chuan brought him into the real world, and only then escaped his life.

Now, relying on his one-eyed bull, he has fooled the 24 guest halls into treating him as a guest of honor.

But Wei Lai knew his true background.

If this is accidentally said, the great opportunity will be ruined.

"That's good." Wei Lai is not good at lying, so he quickly changed the subject and introduced, "By the way, let me introduce to fellow daoist, this is my master..."

"Poverty Daoist Xiao Daoyuan, I have met Fellow Daoist Mingchen."

Xiao Daoyuan, with white hair and a goatee, had already got up from the desk, and before Wei Lai could introduce him, he bowed his hands solemnly to salute.

Wei Lai calls me Fellow Daoist, and you also call me Fellow Daoist. Isn’t this seniority messed up?

but……

Mo Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he faintly realized something.

After being forced to pull Wei Lai into the real world, he has been thinking about how to explain when they meet again.

For this reason, several sets of plans have even been finalized, just waiting to adapt to the situation.

Now seeing Xiao Daoyuan's serious appearance, he has a faint choice.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Xiao, I've admired you for a long time!" Mo Chuan cupped his hands in salute.

"This is Uncle Shen Anfeng and Shen from Lingjing Pavilion!" Wei Lai introduced again.

"Shen Anfeng, a poor Taoist, met a fellow Taoist."

Dressed in sackcloth and a bamboo hat, Shen Anfeng, like Xiao Daoyuan, got up early and came, bowing his hands in greeting.

"Long-awaited! Long-awaited!"

Mo Chuan returned the salute, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Shen Anfeng, who received the letter from the paper crane, would appear here?

What's more, he didn't expect that he would get mixed up with Wei Lai.

Is it not a coincidence that he appeared in Shoushan?
Mo Chuan guessed right.

Speaking of Shen Anfeng, we have to talk about Wei Lai's journey of seeking immortality and asking.

Let's say that after Wei Lai strayed into the Kunlun Wonderland, he has been following Kunlun with his master Xiao Daoyuan.

With the word Mingchen, look for the fairy trail.

However, the fate of immortality is slim, and it has been difficult to find it.

Occasionally, some clues are found, which melt away like frost falling on the autumn morning.

After searching like this for half a year, even the mature and prudent Xiao Daoyuan inevitably became a little anxious.

He even doubted whether what the disciple said was true or not?
In desperation, Xiao Daoyuan had no choice but to seek help from Shen Anfeng, Ling Jingge's best friend.

Ling Jing Pavilion, Taoist Xuanmen, is good at deduction of heavenly secrets.

Pay attention to "emptiness and tranquility, loneliness and inaction, playing a word of tranquility, this is the inexorable principle of heaven and earth, a matter of extreme morality, and the hearts of emperors and saints stop here."

But before the stillness, I took the word "Ling".

Ling, mausoleum also!
It is not difficult to see from this that the avenue built by Lingjing Pavilion is the way for man to conquer heaven.

In other words, Shen Anfeng is worthy of Ling Jing's name. After learning about this, he used his supernatural powers to deduce the two possible places of opportunity for Mo Chuan to appear.

One is in Shoushan;

One place is in the wilderness of thousands of miles.

In order to prevent missing the fairy fate, the three soldiers divided into two groups. This is the fundamental reason why Shen Anfeng appeared in Shoushan.

"So, do you guys know each other? What kind of good fortune has I had recently in the guest hall of Dao 24? How come the Taoist priests of the immortal family came one by one."

Fengming Cave God Chizhi laughed coquettishly, looking at Mo Chuan with a bit of surprise and...reproach.

"Ms. Red Pheasant, don't misunderstand, Pindao and fellow Taoist Wei Lai once met, and because they are quite in harmony with each other, they got closer."

Mo Chuan knew why Chizhi blamed him, so he quickly explained.

I also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Wei Lai and the others haven't let him out yet.

As the saying goes: Every word and deed can judge character, and every action can know personality.

Judging from Wei Lai's character, he can be called a gentleman, and he shouldn't do anything that chews people's tongue behind his back.

It is not bad for Xiao Daoyuan to be able to teach such a disciple.

Of course, it's also possible that they couldn't figure out the situation and didn't dare to speak nonsense.

"It turns out that everyone who comes here is a guest. Thousands of demons gather today to have a grand gathering. Whether it's a human or a demon, they are all pityed by the Dao, and they should support each other, so as to inspire the Xuanfeng!"

The red pheasant nodded, although he was suspicious in his heart, he did not get entangled in this matter after all.

Mo Chuan, Wei Lai and others also echoed when they heard the words.

Afterwards, Mo Chuan raised his feet and sat on the fourth seat in the main hall. The subtle position made Wei Lai and the others subconsciously look at each other, surprised but natural.

After Mo Chuan took his seat, the atmosphere in the hall became lively again.

However, some evil spirits took the opportunity to ask about alchemy matters, and their words one after another made Wei Lai's master and apprentice startled.

They had heard about Mo Chuan being good at alchemy since they stepped into the wilderness.

But because he was not sure about Mo Chuan's identity, he didn't take this matter to heart.

Seeing Mo Chuan with his own eyes now, and seeing that he was recognized by many big monsters, he was naturally very surprised.

As expected of a disciple of Kunlun Wonderland, after three days away from Shibai, he not only sat on four seats in 24 living rooms, but also mastered the way of alchemy. With such a chance, if there is no support from Kunlun Wonderland, who would believe it?
"Fellow Daoist Mingchen, is it possible to refine a fourth-grade elixir?"

While the demons were discussing, a demon with a deer head and human body sitting next to Mo Chuan asked with his body crooked.

Mo Chuan didn't know him.

However, from the greetings of the evil spirits around, it can be known that he is the God of Poyun Cave.

"There are many kinds of pills in the world. Although artificially divided into grades, it does not mean that high-grade pills are necessarily more difficult to refine than low-grade pills. The specific situation depends on the alchemist's familiarity with the ingredients. degree."

Mo Chuan explained, and then said: "For poor Taoists, fourth-grade pills are not difficult, unless you encounter rare pills, and you have to read the recipes for this."

It's as if he didn't say this, how could there be no rare pills in the fourth grade of pills?

"That's how it is! In this way, after the Hakka Year, I will look for a few pills and visit my fellow Taoists. If these pills are all right, then the fourth-grade pills should be all right too." Poyun Dongshen said with a smile .

Obviously unwilling to directly expose Danfang.

"It couldn't be better." Mo Chuan nodded.

At this moment, Master Sheyue's greeting made his heart tremble.

"Speaking of alchemy, fellow daoist Xiao, does fellow daoist Mingchen rank among the ranks?"

Master Sheyue looked at Xiao Daoyuan, and asked casually, as if asking a silly gossip.

"To tell you the truth, fellow Taoist Ming Chen's family escapes from the world and transcends the mortal world. Apart from Taoist Master Ming Chen, Pindao really doesn't know anyone else. He is a wandering Taoist priest."

Xiao Daoyuan got up and replied with a straight look.

As soon as these words came out, the three thousand-year-old monsters looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of vigilance in each other's eyes.

Mo Chuan calmly sipped his tea with a smile, heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that Wei Lai really misunderstood something.

Afterwards, Master Sheyue quietly inquired a few more words.

Xiao Daoyuan knew nothing about Mo Chuan, and he didn't want to reveal the secret of Mo Chuan's origin in Kunlun Wonderland, so while protecting Mo Chuan's face, he tried his best to fool him.

Mo Chuan's mood was gradually relaxed by the impeccable words.

Time passed by among the group of demons chatting.

After an unknown amount of time, the light at the entrance of the main hall suddenly changed subtly. Mo Chuan followed the light, and when he saw what he saw, his expression froze.

(End of this chapter)