Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 366 Famous landmark in the world: Guobei County
Fox, yellow, white, willow, gray and other animals, after practicing for a certain period of time, when they encounter a bottleneck, they will ask the people they meet what they look like.

If the destined person who is stopped says it looks like a human, then you can use their words to become a spirit. If you say it doesn't look like a human, or scold it, not only will it fail to become a spirit, but dozens or hundreds of years of practice will be destroyed in one day.

However, generally speaking, this kind of monster-seeking monster only asks if he looks like a human being, and everyone will form a small relationship, but the weasel in front of Meng Fan is special enough.

Like people?

Like God?

Let’s play multiple-choice questions here, and you’ll never lose money!
Moreover, the title of God is definitely not something that can be conferred by ordinary people. After accumulating so far, whether it is cultivation or merit, Meng Fan is indeed qualified to be a god. He said that Huangpizi is like a god, and this guy really ascended to the gods on the spot. .

He probably saw this, so he had the courage to block the road and try his luck.

It's just that this method will destroy a lot of the merits accumulated by oneself. They are not relatives or friends, they just meet by chance. Why pay such a high price?

at the same time.

"Taoist Master, Taoist Master!"

The weasel kept bowing, with a faint light in its eyes, and begged: "Please take a closer look, do I look like a human or a god?"

Like a little lolita wearing a maid outfit with animal ears?

Ahem, people outside the country must be cautious.

"Pindao thinks you look like a human being."

"Okay, don't engage in crooked ways, and practice well in the future. If you do something harmful to nature, you will be eradicated by people of good faith."

As he spoke, a round elixir exuding a light fragrance flew into the weasel's mouth.

Before it could speak, Meng Fan disappeared.

At the last moment, Huang Pizi, who had benefited, saw a green divine light shining from the Taoist Master's arms. The black cat, which was born to restrain evil spirits, seemed to turn into a wild beast and warn it:

Don't push yourself too far.

"What a jealous kitten."

Miles away, listening to his master's teasing, Xuan Mao became lazy again, as if he didn't understand anything, let alone did anything. He gently shook his tail and brushed Meng Fan's cheek.

It just doesn't want other beings to appear and compete with it for favor, so what's wrong with it?
Medicine refining boy, one is enough!
Near the abandoned tea stall, Huang Pizi, whose cultivation had obviously increased, showed deep unwillingness in his eyes.

"Such rich merits, yet unwilling to give alms to others..."

"What on earth has this young Taoist done to be able to accumulate like this? In today's world, the only way to live a satisfactory life is to do a lot of evil."

"Now I can be regarded as successful in cultivation, so I have to find a way to find a mountain to lean on. However, the locust tree grandma in Lanruo Temple is well-known, but she only accepts beautiful female ghosts."

"Zhushu, I'd better find another demon king."

Xu Shi had just refined the Henggu and activated the chatterbox attribute. This weasel had been chattering non-stop since Meng Fan left, without even thinking about the idea of ​​a carbine.

Walking a few miles in one step may seem very far away, but in fact it is just that. Any disturbance within a dozen miles radius cannot be hidden from Meng Fan's eyes and ears.

"Meow!"

Wild cries resounded through the clouds.

The weasel, who was planning to join the evil demon king, suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and his body that was half a man tall shrank inexplicably. He wanted to follow his instinct and fart to escape, but his intuition was extremely sensitive, as if he really dared to do this. What would happen next? Complete death will occur in an instant.

"Master Tao, please spare the little demon."

In the end, Huang Pizi gave in knowing the current situation and completely gave up all his inappropriate thoughts. "Tell me about Grandma the Dryad."

"Yes."

"When the little demon first opened his spiritual wisdom, he heard that the grandma of the locust tree in Lanruo Temple has great magical powers. She even has connections with Master Heishan who occupies the city of Fushun in the underworld. She is so famous that not many monsters in the entire Jinhua Mansion don't know about it. "

Huang Pizi rolled his eyes, secretly raised his head to glance at Meng Fan, and asked tentatively: "Are Master Dao and Grandma Huaishu old acquaintances? Or do you want to make friends."

"Don't worry about it."

Meng Fan said coldly.

What a piece of shit. Not only wasting a good relationship, but also taking a pill for nothing.

I originally thought that the little demon who had just refined the crossbones and had not been stained with the evil spirit of blood could be saved and guided to the right path because of his inexperience in the world. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be so unbearable. Fortunately, he didn't go far just now.

Otherwise, if the little beast takes refuge with some demon king, he will end up harming the lives of others, and he will have to bear the blame for it, and it will continue to happen.

"But what else do you have to say about Grandma Dryad? Be more refreshing."

"Yes, yes... Legend has it that grandma only accepts female ghosts, and they are all very beautiful. Many demon kings and ghost kings come here to enjoy them..."

In the intermittent sounds, Huangpizi was completely hollowed out. Its cultivation level was here, and there were no secrets at all. Most of the things were only heard.

However, Meng Fan didn't expect that a random little demon would be able to reveal any shocking secrets.

He took out the yellow skin that had been shrunk by magical power from Xuan Mao's mouth, and flicked it. The guy's originally frightened and agile little eyes immediately became confused.

In addition, the mottled demon power is gone.

The beast got a chance and luckily opened his spiritual wisdom, and then he started practicing for decades, and finally he got to this day.

The most important thing is that Meng Fan's kind help is inseparable, but its performance is really disappointing.

Because of this, this guy transformed from a demon back into an ignorant beast, with a lifespan of at most ten years, running around for food, drink, shelter, and avoiding natural enemies all day long.

Meng Fan was not a soft-hearted person, but he would not cause massacres as soon as he traveled through time.

Follow the direction pointed and walk along the dilapidated official road. The number of people gradually increases, and the road is finally no longer empty. Occasionally, you can see merchants rushing with their trucks, smoke curling from the cooking stoves of several households on the roadside, and the sounds of chickens and dogs. smell.

Guobei County, said to be a county, is actually small in area, probably no more than a village in later generations.

Looking from the outside, there is a broken city wall more than half a foot high, with the words "Guobei County" engraved on it. Two one-eyed soldiers holding forks are holding bowls outside the door to collect money.

There is no sharp edge on the iron fork, it is full of rust. If this thing is used to pierce Runtu, I am afraid it will be severely disliked.

After entering, there are a variety of shops on the street formed by four or five intersecting roads. However, apart from gambling houses and restaurants, the most popular ones are coffin shops.

Of course, famous scenes are also indispensable. Many ferocious-looking red-coated government officials are holding knives in one hand and a thick stack of wanted warrants in the other. They are catching imperial prisoners. They interrogate everyone they meet, and there is a burst of chickens everywhere they pass. Flying dog jumps.

Grandma Dryad is still able to jump around. The plot of the first film has not yet unfolded, so she won’t hear the sentence:

You are the murderer Zhou Yabing, take him away!

The reason why we can be sure is because of the art of looking at the qi. A dozen miles away in the southwest suburbs of the city, there is a forest filled with ghostly aura.

While on the way, Meng Fan deliberately stopped and stared in the air. Through the canopy of trees, he could vaguely see the dilapidated Buddhist pagoda at the corner of the temple. Over there was the Lanruo Temple, which the locals talked about as changing color.

(End of this chapter)