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

Chapter 25
"Hey, it's so easy to condense the soul body, yes, I will go back to before liberation!"

Mo Chuan opened his eyes, looked at the familiar ceiling, said dejected words, but a smile appeared on his face.

He got up and went to the refrigerator, took out a can of Feizhai Happy Water, and drank most of it in one go.

"call--"

"Cool!"

Mo Chuan let out a long breath!

Possessing the body Yanzhen experienced these few days, but he has been suffocated.

Especially the mouth has to fade out of the bird!
But he didn't dare to come back.

I'm afraid that the dying body, without the nourishment of the soul, will die suddenly for him to see.

"What kind of hero, you are so ashamed..."

Mo Chuan hummed a ditty, walked to the sofa with the Happy Water of the Fat House, took out his phone and glanced at it.

Well, after leaving for a few days, except for a bunch of junk advertisement pop-up windows, no one even came to him.

"It's a good thing you're wearing it, otherwise no one will know if you die one day and stink with maggots."

Mo Chuan laughed at himself, raised his hand unrestrainedly, and swept all the bits and pieces off the coffee table.

Amidst the jingling all over the floor, with another wave of his hand, a row of objects were placed on the coffee table.

"Master Dao, I will give up the spoils of seeking Taoism from Yunji Temple, don't let me down."

Mo Chuan muttered to himself, took another sip of sparkling water, and belched. While the bubbles were rushing into his nose, his eyes fell on these objects, and he began to examine them carefully.

Not surprisingly, all objects that can be carried by the soul body are naturally spiritual objects.

Looking carefully, you can see a few pieces of bright red bone, a few beads of different colors, a set of fluorescent robes, and a clay doll.

Mo Chuan picked up a bead at random, and after some insights, he had to put it down.

With limited knowledge, I really can't figure out what this is?

His gaze drifted down, and his gaze was fixed on the clay puppet.

When I first saw the clay puppets, I was not surprised.

Looking at it carefully at this time, the more you look at it, the more weird it becomes, and an indescribable feeling grows in the depths of my heart.

It feels very familiar.

But because it is too familiar, it is ignored.

what is this?

Mo Chuan picked up the clay sculpture and looked around, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Possessed!

It is the desire of the soul to possess the physical body for protection!

In a flash of inspiration, looking at the clay puppets again, how can they look like clay puppets?
It was clearly a living fetus.

Mo Chuan's heart trembled.

He followed the instinct of the body, trying to dissipate into Qi and possess it, but he couldn't do it at all.

Because between the heaven and the earth, there seemed to be a dark coercion restraining his body.

"Perhaps this world is the underworld!"

Mo Chuan murmured, and casually swept the objects on the tea table into the sacrificial stove.

A hard fight, full of exhaustion.

Seeing that there was nothing to think about about the loot, Mo Chuan simply covered his head and fell asleep.

Wake up.

Good guy, the broken soul body has returned to its original state.

Using the incense as a mirror, he found out that besides Fuluan watching the incense, he actually had an extra tablet in a Buddhist hall.

If you take a closer look, it is impressively written "Yunji Guanyanzhen real person".

"It's interesting, I act as Yanzhen, so even if this incense is offered under Yanzhen's name, will it be mine in the end?"

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, his figure moved, and disappeared in the living room.

When it reappeared, it had already followed the incense passage and arrived at the main hall of Fuluan Temple.

He dissipated, avoided the sun, slipped out following the shadow of the eaves, randomly found a shaded place in the back forest and mountains, and stopped.

He took out the clay puppet, without any further hesitation, and got into it.

In an instant, the clay puppet swelled in the wind, the rough facial features quickly became clear, and long hair grew on the bald head.

In just two breaths, a naked young man in his twenties jumped out.

Mo Chuan was stunned.

He lowered his head and looked down, then suddenly looked at his hands, an indescribable wonderful feeling floated in his heart.

This clay puppet turned out to be a Kunlun fetus.

Also known as: ground birth.

When the Fuluan old Taoist preached Xuanyun Daotong, he made overall arrangements to introduce the world's spirits and ghosts.

Among them is the birth of a fetus.

As the saying goes: everything can become fine.

The same is true of the leylines.

The so-called earth-born fetus is conceived from the earth veins. After thousands of years of evolution, it can give birth to spiritual wisdom and enjoy supernatural powers. It is a natural mountain god and earth mother!
In general, ground births are very rare.

In Feng Shui geomancy, the acupoints of the earth veins often give birth to the birth of the earth.

Dig out the earth birth fetus, bury the direct blood relatives, and then replace them, gaining the blessing of earth veins and luck.

The folks call it the dragon vein!
However, in most cases, even a dragon's lair may not necessarily be able to raise a baby.

Even if the earth birth fetus is bred, the earth veins may not be able to remain unchanged for ten thousand years.

Therefore, it is extremely rare for the earth-born fetus to be born with wisdom, and only in myths and legends is there a record of a scale armor.

"Earth-born wombs are born from the earth, they contain all things, and refining them into skins is a stroke of genius. No wonder Lu Fengbei prepared a Taoist robe, and his feelings were well prepared."

"and many more!"

"The terrestrial fetus needs to be evolved after ten thousand years. If the age is too low, it is just a strange shape. How could Lu Fengbei be so lucky to intercept it before the terrestrial fetus derived its wisdom?"

"Could it be..."

Mo Chuan lowered his head and sniffed his skin, and his complexion changed slightly due to the fishy-sweet smell.

"It's no wonder that Lu Fengbei searched for men and women of extreme cathode and yang all over the city. If I'm not wrong, this is probably using the breath of a human fetus to ripen this earth-born fetus."

Mo Chuan, who had figured out the cause and effect, had a complex look on his face.

"One drink and one peck, is it predetermined?"

Sighing, he took out the Taoist robe and put it on.

Then he walked slowly to the edge of the shade of the big tree, raised his hand into the sunlight, the warm sunlight shone on the back of the hand, through the back of the hand, blood vessels were hidden.

Mo Chuan's heart moved, he withdrew his palm, and counted the swirls on his fingertips.

Six buckets and four streamlines.

One is not much, and one is not much.

"It seems that the appearance of this body should be the same as my original appearance."

Even without a mirror, Mo Chuan had a vague suspicion.

He raised his eyes to look at Fuluan Temple, and saw that there were endless tourists and incense burning on the mountain road, so he simply sat cross-legged under the tree, trying to leave this world.

He wanted to see if he returned to his hometown this time, or was he wearing a suit?
As the vision flickered, the familiar living room came into view.

He quickly looked down, and the cyan Taoist robe came into view.

He hurried into the bathroom and took a look. On the mirror splashed with water, there was a young man with fluttering long hair.

"I go!"

Mo Chuan was taken aback immediately.

His face is still his stinky face, but the acne marks left by his youth have disappeared.

It's just a head of flowing long hair, which looks awkward and sissy at first glance.

Mo Chuan decided to go out and cut it. After thinking about it, he turned on his phone again, recorded a video, and went to the world of incense.

When I came back, I confirmed through the video that I was indeed wearing it.

This is relieved.

However, after this time and time again, the thought of getting a haircut quietly faded away.

This long hair just happened to be coiled up and inserted into a hairpin, which can somewhat avoid strange looks and facilitate things.

"Now I'm really going to become a Taoist disciple!"

"I have to find an opportunity, visit a Taoist temple, and learn some real skills!"

Mo Chuan thought about it secretly, and had some plans in his heart.

As everyone knows, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

When he was thinking about apprenticeship, a carriage caught in the middle of the bodyguard team drove into the official road leading to Xishan City.

"Head Luo, Xishan City is almost here."

A tripman came on horseback and reported respectfully with a whip and fists in his hands.

"Ahem... I see, you can go to work, just send me to Yunji Temple in two people."

On the carriage, a black-faced man who was coughing continuously said in a weak voice.

——This person is none other than Huayin Flying Tiger Luo Feibai.

(End of this chapter)