Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 36 Sir is a human being

As the great gentleman finished speaking, Taoist Mo's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at the party in front of him to weigh.

In just one stick of incense, the shadow condensed by the moth became increasingly dim and dull, and the essence and blood burned downward crazily without any pause.
  Looking at the steady Mr. Hu Qiu on the other side, the shadow is still solid, and the devouring of the karma fire does not seem to have the slightest impact on him.

Taoist Mo's face suddenly turned pale, and his anger and fear could not be concealed. He swallowed hard and said in horror:

"How is this possible?"

"How can your essence and blood be so strong? How can your longevity be as good as my life?"

"Quick, stop!"

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However, all living beings are equal in balance, and even the caster cannot change the result.

Unexpectedly, he had several soldiers in Jiamu County, but today he would fall on one person!
  Compared to twenty sixty years of essence and blood, a moth's six sixties are too insignificant.

The last scene that emerged in Taoist Mo's mind was the sarcastic face of the snow tiger on Fox Mountain:

'You're an idiot.'

Taoist Mo's face was so distorted that it was almost impossible to see his true face. Blood was constantly flowing out of his seven orifices, and even the pores on his skin were bleeding out. Within a few breaths, the blood was soaked into the Taoist robe, and his whole person was A bloody man.

As the essence and blood disappeared, Taoist Mo's consciousness became more and more shallow. He opened his eyes blankly and looked at the night under the hazy moon.

There was a flame rising like a pillar of green smoke.

Under the pine tree not far away, there is a ray of light, which is more dazzling than the bright moon in the sky.

It was warm, as if a ray of sunshine was slanting across the world, about to shine on his body, dragging out a long shadow.
  "Ah-"

It is the nature of moths to chase light.

Even a three-foot moth is hard to change.

Thumping, fluttering—

The three-foot-long fluttering moth flapped its wings feebly until it lost its breath.

Lu Chenran quietly sat cross-legged under the green pine, flipping through the chapters of "The Book of Divine Powers" in his hands. The allusion in it was exactly "a moth flies into the flame":
  "Sex, lust, and desire for profit attract all sentient beings to fight for and pursue them. If they follow this path without hesitation and destroy their bodies without regrets, wouldn't they be as pitiful and deplorable as moths, making people laugh at them?"

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He stood up slowly, walked to the fire, bent down and picked up the scorched moth, sighing with emotion:
  "Like a moth rushing to the fire, it is not worth burning your body."

It seemed that a majestic and pure essence and blood slowly merged into Lu Chenran's body. His eyes were as clear as a lake, clear and spiritual, and a breeze surrounded his body, and then returned to calm.

Lu Chenran felt that his mood seemed to gradually calm down, his breathing became easier and smoother, and his limbs felt relaxed, as if a tired person had just finished massaging and took away the can.
  ——My mood becomes more and more peaceful, there are fewer and fewer distracting thoughts in my mind, and I even have an ethereal feeling.

His longevity has probably increased a lot, but he doesn't know the details. Compared with the wisp of life that the green pine trees in the north gave him, it is obviously insignificant.

"I don't know if this three-foot-long flutter moth can be sold for a good price."

He stood up slowly, extinguished the flames here, slapped the snow on his body, turned around and walked towards the City God's Temple again.

The moon at night is like water, clear but not flashy.

The palace was still quiet and peaceful, and the young prince huddled in the corner, sleeping soundly.

But after Lu Chenran walked into the hall with the moth's body, the eyes of the City God sculpture seemed to light up with a bright light.

Wisps of smoke from fireworks spread around, Lu Chenran sat the moth under him, sat next to the young prince again, relaxed his body, stared at the flickering candlelight, and then stretched lazily .

The young prince finally felt a warmth approaching him, and he leaned closer.

The candlelight flickers and the faint fragrance floats.

In Lu Chenran's mind, the title page of the golden book slowly floated:

[Becoming acquainted with Yiye Hanmei: (3/5)]

[Becoming associated with the moth in the northern border of Fox Mountain: (0/50)] ˜ ˜ ˜ [Becoming associated with the Sword Water Dragon Yin: (11/365)]

[Befriending the Northern Snow Fox: (3021/3300)]

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After a long time, Lu Chenran's eyelids gradually became heavy. He closed his eyes as if he was affected by something. He yawned and fell asleep soundly.

There was silence in the Chenghuang Hall.

Even the sound of wind and snow outside the temple was silent at this time.

Just after Lu Chenran fell asleep, a pool of lamp oil swayed slightly in the oil lamp on the altar, and the flame on the wick suddenly jumped a foot high.

In the burning green smoke, a black shadow appeared, and the mist lingered and filled the entire wing.

In the void invisible to the naked eye, a figure wearing silver armor and an iron mask slowly descended from the altar. He gently took off the iron mask on his head and placed it beside him, silently looking at the resting people. The man in fox fur looked at the moth corpse sitting under his butt again, with a strange look in his eyes.

The moonlight shines into the hall through the doors and windows, scattering patches of silver on the dark ground. The woman walks slowly without making any sound.

Then she took a deep breath, and her red lips blew out a breath toward her——

Snow Fox opened his eyes, glanced at the City God on the altar, and then glanced at Ran'er who was sleeping soundly, and then curled up in his arms again, like a quiet cat under the moon, sleeping peacefully.

The moonlight is like a wheel, but it is not real.

Lu Chenran slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly found himself in a place full of green.

A woman in white clothes sits quietly at the stone table, her shoes are slightly exposed from a corner of her white shirt, and three thousand green silk threads flow slowly like water, wrapped around her waist with a full hand.

Then several boys appeared, looking like miniature versions of her, holding plates of wine and meat in their hands and placing them on the stone table.

Lu Chenran looked around at the surrounding environment. Even though he was surrounded by rockeries and lush green, it always gave him an unreal feeling. At this time, the woman slowly raised her head, looked at Lu Chenran, and said in a calm tone:

"Without your permission, Dao Yun dared to invite your husband to come and sit in the house."

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The words were polite, but Lu Chenran could feel the cold aura from a distance.

When he saw clearly who was coming, Lu Chenran withdrew his gaze, walked to the woman in white and sat down, smiled, and said politely:

"It turns out that the female general on the mirage is the City God of Jiamu County, An City God."

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An Daoyun nodded calmly, but his eyes kept looking at the dishes on the stone table.

This was her first time entertaining guests. She had never been good at words, and she didn't know what to say to ease the embarrassment at the moment. She raised her head, her voice was as light as ice, smooth and indifferent, and said bluntly:
  "Sir, is he a human being?"

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Lu Chenran was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"How dare you call yourself an immortal? I'm just a person who goes to Beijing to seek immortality."

An Daoyun didn't speak, just sat there quietly, staring at him.

After a while, she spoke again, her voice still so light:

"If you're not an immortal, how can you kill a moth?"

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Lu Chenran finally understood what this ice-bumpy woman wanted to ask, and smiled and said:
  "I didn't touch the moth. It was the moth's fault for everything. It just happened that the essence and blood energy were stronger than his."

"What is the purpose of An Chenghuang's invitation to Mr. Lu?"

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(End of this chapter)