miraculous doctor eunuch

Chapter 361 Master, you are not a broken sleeve, are you?
"Ah~..."

Su Ke stared at Mo Ling, she twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "I said, master, you can't be a broken sleeve, right?"

"Pfft~"

Di Cangming, who was pouring tea, sprayed all the tea on Mo Ling's bald head.

"Naughty!" Di Cangming glanced at Su Ke and said angrily.

"Master, you can't seduce him!" Su Ke stepped forward and quickly fastened the belt on Di Cangming's body. After that, she glanced sideways at Hei Xiao, and Hei Xiao immediately went to fetch a coat for Grandpa. put on.

"Okay, the teacher is Xiao Ke'er's teacher, and I will not show it to anyone except Xiao Ke'er in the future!" Di Cangming said, holding Su Ke in his arms.

"Cough cough~"

Sitting upright, Mo Ling coughed lightly, and silently recited the Purifying Mantra several times in his heart.

"Let's start!" Su Ke struggled out of Di Cangming's embrace, she turned her head to look at the monk with an uneasy expression, and said.

"Start what?" Mo Ling raised his head and asked.

"Start to dance the gods! Aren't you going to exorcise ghosts?" Su Ke snorted coldly.

"I'll recite the mantra for you!" Mo Ling's face was sullen, and then, he stepped forward, raised his hand, and waved a milky white light from his fingertips, which pressed towards Su Ke's forehead.

"Huh?!" Su Ke frowned, and was about to turn her head to avoid it.

"It's okay!" Di Cangming raised his hand and patted Su Ke's back, telling her not to be wary of Mo Ling.

With Di Cangming's assurance beside her, Su Ke relaxed her body.

A series of Sanskrit sounds entered his ears and brain, and Su Ke felt that his body was really cleared up.

In her mind, some repressed and residual things were completely dissipated by Mo Ling's Sanskrit sounds, like the Sanskrit sounds slowly coming from the sky.

"Isn't this my Primordial Heaven artistic conception?" Su Ke muttered in a low voice.

"You Hongmengtian is in a mess." A voice came to Su Ke's ears, and Su Ke turned her head, and it was the annoying Mo Ling in the white Taoist robe.

"Then what should I do, I can't clean up by myself." Su Ke pouted.

"Why not, Hongmengtian artistic conception, you need to trim it from time to time, otherwise, it will just be messy, just like your current veins and cultivation level, messy." Mo Ling kept scolding Su Ke.

"So you're so wordy!" Su Ke curled her lips, still not having any good impression of this monk.

"Hmph!" Mo Ling snorted coldly. He stepped forward, raised his hand, and a golden light flashed across his palm.

"Hongmengtian artistic conception!" Su Ke raised her head and read. After she finished reading, her forehead was full of black lines: "This is my original grandmengtian artistic conception. What's the point if you choose another name?"

"Look carefully!" Mo Ling turned his head and glanced at Su Ke, and then raised his chin at this grand dream. ,

Su Ke raised her head, took a closer look, and suddenly said in surprise, "Hey, it's volleyed, and it's written in gold!"

"..." Mo Ling was speechless for a long time before he said, "Because your spiritual power is chaotic, this Hongmengtian artistic conception can't fit in well. If your cultivation level is high, the three The characters will become larger, and it can help you adjust how you want to use your true energy. What's more, your elixir can be produced by Hongmengtian with just a thought and no need to bother. !"

"It's so good?!" Su Ke believed the words of the magic stick. The third son had talked about Hong Mengtian before. Thinking of the third son, Su Ke immediately turned his head and looked around, and said, "Where is the third son? The third son? !"

(End of this chapter)