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

Chapter 196
"I hope this is just Ssangyong's plan to force the palace!"

Mo Chuan murmured in his heart, and then he put away Fuluan Laodao and Xiaoyun Shanjun, and then went out of his body after refining his spirit, escaped into the void, and walked towards Shuanglong Temple.

Before approaching, you can see the Buddha's light soaring into the sky in the backyard of Shuanglong Temple, and countless monks surround the back mountain.

"It really happened!"

Seeing this, Mo Chuan pondered for a while, and relying on offering sacrifices to the Dao Furnace as a retreat, he immediately escaped into the void and touched it.

The method of refining gods and controlling qi is worthy of Tiangang method.

Escaping into the void, waiting to walk through the gaps in time and space, it can be said that there is nothing in the courtyard full of monks.

However, when he walked to the eye well, he was still discovered.

"Why not evildoer? Dare to trespass in the Buddhist hall?"

There was a sound of anger, and all the monks in the courtyard turned and rose, forming a magic formation.

Farther away, Master Shenzong held the octagonal mirror in his hand and irradiated the wellhead of his eyes. Under the reflection of the mirror, he saw a shadow of ghosts and immortals emerging from the wellhead, looming—it was Mo Chuan who had escaped into the void.

Mo Chuan glanced at the eight-round mirror, then turned his head to look into the well. With just one glance, a chill ran through his brain, sending a chill down his spine!

——Double Dragon is really dead! ! !
"Om ah hum!"

At the right time, the monks recited the Great Ming Mantra together.

The exercises practiced by Ssangyong Tianlong monks originally originated from the Diamond Sutra, and when the three King Kongs came out in harmony, it suddenly seemed like a lotus flower bursting out of their tongues. Mysterious Buddha seals lit up from the tops of the Tianlong disciples' heads, interweaving one after another, forming a knot. Formed a more complicated curse seal and fell to the mouth of the well!

All of a sudden, Taoxia and the golden scenery rose up in full glory, like flames and flying lights, shimmering in all directions.

However, when the Buddha's light faded away, the well mouths of the eyes were empty, where were the shadows of ghosts and immortals?

"This is... dead?"

In the distance, Master Shenzong, holding an eight-round mirror, carefully illuminated the small courtyard, feeling suspicious in his heart.

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Feast on the Dao Furnace and the New Hall of Rejuvenation.

"I have a saying, knowing the white and keeping the black is the way of the world. Could it be that this is the only way to enter the world?"

Mo Chuan sat on the official hat chair, lost in thought.

Lao Tzu’s words mean that you must understand right and wrong when you are in the world, but you must keep silent about the world’s right and wrong, neither praise nor criticize, let alone interfere, just laugh at the world of mortals.

To be honest, Mo Chuan doesn't really like the way of knowing the white and keeping the black.

If you stick to this way, if you wait for it to be transparent, your life will be lifeless.

But once an intervention is made...

Scenes of the past flashed through Mo Chuan's mind one by one, watching chess hurt his wife, Wujia slaughtered the city, Shi Gong asked for help, He Tiao went to death, Lei Gong incense, Huitong Temple, Shuanglong Tuogu...

One after another, one scene after another, good or bad, makes people feel haggard and difficult to distinguish the way.

Mo Chuan was silent for a long time, heaved a deep sigh, his mind moved secretly, and he released the twin dragons.

As soon as the twin dragons appeared, they grinned at Mo Chuan and roared again and again, with only hatred in their eyes, no awe!

"The Chengye River is dry. This should not have happened. I have left a dragon pill for you. Even if you are suffering from a hidden disease, it is impossible for you to die suddenly, even if it is for your children!"

"Coincidentally, Pindao bred twin dragons..."

"So Pindao has reason to suspect that you are Ling Kong Yuqing, right?"

Facing Mo Chuan's questioning, the twin dragons still howled wildly, and looked normal, as if a newborn beast was irrational.

"Don't want to admit it?" Mo Chuan sighed: "Forget it! Since he is so rebellious and unruly, then the poor can only kill a head!"

The voice fell, and before the twin dragons could react, a cold light suddenly shot out from the table, shining coldly in the hall!

"Ouch-"

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream, and a three-foot dragon body suddenly broke, split into two and smashed into the hall, and a large amount of bloody red dragon blood splashed on the ground, which was bloody abruptly.

"Volley—"

The other real dragon was in a hurry, screaming shrilly, fell to the ground and arched the broken dragon on the ground, whining endlessly.

"It really is you! You bastards, dare to lie to the poor, and seek death!"

The scene in front of him that confirmed what he guessed in his heart made Mo Chuan's eyes tear open, and he connected his mind with the Three Scenery Sword, and wanted to slay the two dragons with his sword.

However, the flying sword crossed the sky, but stopped abruptly three feet away from the vacuum.

Mo Chuan's face showed struggle, anger, sarcasm, guilt, hatred, greed, confusion... All kinds of emotions were intertwined in his heart and revealed on the surface, which made him reluctant to drop his sword.

When this sword fell, it would be Ssangyong who was beheaded, but his morality would be ruined!

In fact, even the dragon that was slashed in half was not really slashed, it was just fragmented by the Earth Sha.

As for the blood everywhere?

It was just a random wound made by the Sanjing Sword.

"Abbot Shenquan retired from Shuanglong Temple, and pay homage to Taoist Master Mingchen!"

Just at this moment, a stream of incense came faintly.

Mo Chuan followed the incense and looked, in front of the Wanchao Cave, a thin old monk, holding an offering of incense, piously kowtowed to him.

"You'd better make up a reason that satisfies Pindao, otherwise, even if Pindao is reluctant to part with the power of the real dragon's blood, he will kill one and keep the other, and he will hold the navel chakra forever!"

Mo Chuan yelled angrily, and immediately put away the Shuanglong, and went to Wanchao Cave through the incense tunnel.

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Thousands of miles of wilderness, thousands of caves.

Mo Chuan was sitting in the living room, sipping tea and thinking about the accident with a blank expression, until the sound of footsteps interrupted his ancient well.

"Mage, please!"

In front of the gate of the hall, Huang Buyu lowered his eyebrows and respectfully invited Venerable Shen Quan to enter the hall.

"Amitabha, poor monk Shenquan, pay homage to fellow Taoist Mingchen."

As soon as Venerable Shenquan entered the room, he lowered his body and clasped his hands together to proclaim the salute.

Mo Chuan came out of his body and watched it with the vision of Taixu. He was shocked and became vigilant. As expected of guarding the temple of Ssangyong, this retired abbot has 800 years of Taoism!
"Songhua brews wine, spring water brews tea. Pindao just happened to have a bunch of new leaves, and I was worried that no one would drink tea. The master came at just the right time."

Mo Chuan cupped his hands and smiled, beckoning, "Please!"

"The poor monk is destined."

Master Shenquan smiled slightly, and sat across from Mo Chuan.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Chuan took out Liu Huaichun's new spiritual tea, moistened the cup slowly, placed the tea, brewed it, and served it.

The movements are not elegant, but they are meticulous, and there is no fault.

Venerable Master Shen Quan served the tea and drank it, shaking his head immediately: "Good tea, the fragrance of the tea is overflowing, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. Drinking it will refresh the lungs and refresh the mind. It is rare!"

Mo Chuan smiled, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

From the looks of it, it shouldn't be asking the teacher for the crime.

That's right, Ssangyong's body is in the well, and there is another dragon pill as evidence. Unless Ssangyong voluntarily reveals it, it is difficult for outsiders to guess that Ssangyong has escaped by reincarnation.

that's the truth.

The two took tea as their entry point, so they couldn't help sitting and discussing.Every time Mo Chuan probed, Shen Quan responded fluently, and his intention to ask for help was already revealed secretly.

"The poor monk heard that Fellow Daoist won the title of Lord Thunder in Shoushan Mountain?"

"That's true."

"So, the Shoushan Temple really came from fellow Taoists?"

"Yes."

"I've heard the name of Daoist friend for a long time, and I just found out today that it looks far away in the sky, but it turns out that it has always been close in front of me."

"I am over-flattered!"

"Since Fellow Daoist is carrying the incense of Shoushan Mountain, do you know that Shoushan Town is already in danger?"

"Oh? Where is the danger?"

Mo Chuan asked suspiciously, and had some guesses in his heart.

"Fellow Taoist, do you know the secret of Shuanglong Temple?"

"Appreciate further details."

"Speaking of Shuanglong Temple, we have to start from the year 1000..."

(End of this chapter)