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

Hearing this, Mo Chuan smiled lightly: "This statement makes sense..."

Before Ssangyong showed joy, he suddenly withdrew his smile: "However, Pindao is timid by nature, so he won't take risks."

After the sound fell, he turned and left.

"Two dragon pills, enshrine Sanqing, and ask the fairy... to be merciful!"

The moment Mo Chuan turned around, Shuanglong looked at each other and made a loud noise.

Mo Chuan's figure froze, and when he looked down, he saw Shuanglong opened his mouth and spat out, and two blue demon pills flew out of the dragon's mouth.

As soon as the dragon pill came out, the water of the turbid dark river became clear and translucent in an instant, and streams of clear spiritual energy lingered and rose up, like a virtual spirit orchid, full of gloomy blossoms.

Escaping into the void, one can see nothing else in the narrow deep well, only two points of light are left, as if the sun and the moon are competing for brilliance, illuminating the Tao and the green, and the mysterious flames and elephants, it is extremely mysterious.

At this moment, even though Mo Chuan had already made various psychological preparations, even the pre-plan, he was so shocked that his feet took root and he couldn't move.

The demon, which takes 500 years to form a pill, condenses the qi and blood of the whole body, and mortals swallow it to prolong life.

If a monk swallows it, he will be able to become a demon!
There are still two dragon pills that have been practiced for nearly 3000 years. Even if the transformation ratio is lower, it will be extremely amazing.

Once taken, Mo Chuan's current problem of being restrained by others will be easily resolved.

"Pity the hearts of parents in the world!"

Mo Chuan's thoughts were flying, and he sighed softly: "How can I be sure that the poor are not cheating the poor to go down the well?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ssangyong was overjoyed.

"The dragon pill is separated from the body. Even though my husband and I have great supernatural powers, there is no one in a hundred. What's more, the dragon's fetus is beside me, and the tiger's poison does not eat its offspring. How dare we make a move?" Yuqing explained hastily.

"The rabbit bites when it's in a hurry, let alone the famous river god and true dragon?" Mo Chuan shook his head with a look of disbelief.

"Is there a way to have the best of both worlds?" Ling Kong pointed directly at the core.

"Give birth to a dragon fetus, and let the poor cast their spells." Mo Chuan said in a deep voice.

Water purification bottle, allowed to enter but not allowed to exit.

Therefore, standing at the mouth of the well, he can completely cast spells inward.

"no!"

Yuqing became anxious, and realized that his attitude was offensive, so he quickly added: "The child is innocent, please don't hurt the child."

A look of resignation flashed across Ling Kong's face, he had to lower his body, and begged in a low voice: "I will do my best to be a son, poor parents all over the world! I also ask the immortal elder to swear by the three purity, don't hurt my son."

Mo Chuan's eyes flickered.

Taoism places great emphasis on vows, as the saying goes:
——The crown and scarf are passed on, the furnace smoke rises, the feast is opened, and the vows are made, the heaven and the earth will be the witnesses, and the gods will judge.

Mo Chuan didn't believe in the judgment of the gods, but he was afraid of being cast aside by heaven and earth.

In this world, there may not be gods, at least he has never seen gods. The so-called gods are nothing but demons and ghosts with stronger cultivation bases!
But in this world, there is heaven and earth, luck, and avenues.

Heaven is merciful, it's not just a joke.

Acting against the sky, that is the fantasy of the second grader, the heaven and the earth conceive all things, who dares to defy the sky?

Not to mention the five thunderbolts, a reversal of luck is enough to waste a lifetime, making every day ineffective!

"The Dragon Pill is certainly precious, but for the poor Taoist, it only saves a hundred years of time. When the poor Taoist is weak, he will have a hundred years of cultivation. At the age of Jiazi, it is easy to cultivate a thousand years of Taoism. By then, how difficult is it to increase his life by hundreds of years? Why do you need to be greedy for foreign things?"

"Speaking of it, you almost took Pindao in. It should be you who should swear by Sanqing."

"I also ask the two real dragons to swear by the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. If you hurt the poor, you will be hit by five thunders. Otherwise, you two can rest assured to raise your baby!"

In a few words, Mo Chuan corrected whoever was in charge.

The "five thunders strike the top" he said is not the thunder from the sky, but the calamity of the five qi, which can be regarded as a very strict oath in Taoism.

"The Immortal Elder is merciful..."

The female dragon Yuqing turned pale with fright, subconsciously begging Mo Chuan.

Not wanting Mo Chuan to turn around and leave.

"The God of the East Yu River volleys into the sky, and hereby swears that he will sing up to the sky, and down to the underworld, to inform all the saints, and to understand the three realms. The disciples of the Qingwei Palace weigh stones so as not to hurt the dragon's fetus. "

Miao Miao's oath came from the well of both eyes, making Mo Chuan stop silently.

Turning around, he looked down at Yuqing again.

Yuqing looked at her husband anxiously, under Ling Kong's persuasion, her face was full of confusion, and after a while, she finished the oath in a low voice.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist oath, playing with words, is meaningless at all, so this oath is completely credible.

"Give birth to a dragon fetus!" Mo Chuan said.

"Please wait a moment for the elder!"

With a volley of apologies, his heart moved freely, and he quietly cast a magical method, and the well water in his eyes was suddenly covered with a layer of black, which was as black as ink to cover the blood of childbirth.

But in an instant, the water in a well like ink quickly returned to clarity.

I saw the huge body of the female dragon Yuqing wasting a lot with the snap of her fingers, corresponding to it was a pink flesh sac floating between her claws.

She hugged the dragon fetus, and the dragon's face was very close, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

"The sky will be bright, hurry up, two real dragons!"

Seeing this, Mo Chuan urged.

Hearing the words, Ling Kong leaned in front of his wife, whispered a few words of relief, then placed the dragon fetus in the middle of the well, spit out the dragon pill, and backed away.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan strolled to the side of the well, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

But it was the refining god who escaped into the void and drilled into the well.

When Shuanglong was caught off guard, he rolled up the dragon-born dragon pill and disappeared without a trace.

After Ssangyong reacted, there was only one dragon pill left in the center of the well, shining brightly!

"One piece of Liuer Longdan, don't forget the responsibility of drawing water!"

The lingering sound, like a silk thread, echoed in the water purification vase.

The two dragons were stunned, and they looked at each other, seeing joy in each other's eyes, and the anger in the eyes quietly dissipated, leaving only the dragon's body mechanically cruising in the deep well.

……

……

"It doesn't look like a scam!"

In the real world, next to the sofa, Mo Chuan heaved a long sigh of relief as he watched the faint scent of incense gradually dissipating around him.

He was really worried that Ssangyong Xing Wuzhu Taoist's move followed his footsteps.

If this was the case, Shuanglong's death would not be a pity, but Cheng Yehe would be over.

Mo Chuan, who has realized the way of "always being kind to people", will naturally not become a reflection monster, and blame himself for the double dragon, but he will feel a little nervous in his heart.

Humanity is like that.

Speaking of it, this is the root cause of his difficulty in practicing the method of inner scene cultivation.

After all, he is a layman.

I don't know when I can see through this world of mortals?
Mo Chuan teased in his heart, but he was extremely happy.

With a wave of his hand, the cyan dragon pill fell in front of his eyes, sinking and floating, shining with brilliance and dazzling.

"Three thousand years of Taoism, I don't know how many years the poor Taoist can cultivate?"

Under the urgency in his heart, Mo Chuan didn't care about other things, immediately rolled up the dragon pill, and fled into the sacrificial furnace.

When he arrived at the Yangshen Temple, he was worried that Ssangyong would poison the dragon pill, so he first checked it with his eyes to avoid epidemics, and after confirming that it was non-toxic and harmless, he retreated into the void and looked at it carefully.Even so, I still don't feel at ease using the technique of [boiling stone] to cook one or two.

It was not until it was finally confirmed that the dragon pill was safe that it was ready to try refining.

However, before refining, Mo Chuan adjusted his breath first.

When the physical and mental state reached the peak, he concentrated his energy, relaxed his shoulders and dropped his elbows, swallowed the dragon pill, and tried to refine it.