Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Faced with the chanting directed at his heart, Chen Mo tried to resist by closing his spiritual consciousness.

But he soon discovered that the sound came from his ears, but it reverberated throughout his body. In other words, even if the six senses were completely closed, he could still hear the chanting in the ancient temple. .

This feeling is very wonderful, but it brings more pain.

For some reason, Chen Mo felt that every pore and every inch of aura in his body was repelling the sounds of chanting sutras and chanting the Buddha, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Therefore, he had to spend a lot of energy to suppress the pain.

And just when he was gradually feeling a little tired, the voice that resounded in his mind suddenly stopped and was replaced by a sigh.

I saw a energetic old man walking out from behind the huge Buddha statue.

With his hands behind his back, he looked a little short, but for some reason he gave people the feeling that he couldn't face him head-on.

"Meet Master Fan!"

Wu Meng on the side knelt on one knee to salute, and this moment made Chen Mo a little confused.

The figure, temperament, and even strength of the person in front of him were completely different from the one he had just seen in the dark corridor.

If the person in front of me is Chief Fan, who was the Dragon Head Guard before?

The guess was broken, and Chen Mo hesitated again.

"Is this the ultimate winner?"

"According to the master's book, that's right!"

Master Fan looked Chen Mo up and down, then he took out a dragon bone-carved spiritual paper from his sleeve and asked, "What's it called?"

"Junior Chen Mo."

The other party's finger tapped lightly on the spiritual paper.

Immediately, Chen Mo felt a force pulling away his consciousness, but after he carefully thought about it, he returned to normal.

"Take it, Wu Dianli will be responsible for the rest."

Master Fan threw the spiritual note casually, and when Chen Mo was about to pick it up, Wu Meng took it with his palm and took it over first.

The next moment, the old man got back behind the Buddha statue!

And the moment he left, the hair-raising chanting sounded again.

"Let's talk after we get out."

Without saying a word, Chen Mo strode outside the ancient temple. Almost instantly, the irritable mood disappeared.

Wu Meng stood at the door, threw the spiritual note in his hand into his hand, and then said: "Remember, you keep 20%."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Mo suddenly understood!

At this moment, the orange-faced dragon head guard gradually overlapped with the person in front of him. He never expected that the person who took the initiative to see him was not the chief registrar, but just a clerk?

Subconsciously, Chen Mo felt that something was not simple.

But after thinking about it carefully, I think it makes sense.

"yes!"

Chen Mo cupped his hands and put the spiritual paper away.

At this moment, just like when he first established Motai Mountain, he could only establish the Immortal Sect with the approval of the General's Mansion.

Now that I think about it, maybe these rules also come from the same origin.

call!

Chen Mo breathed a long sigh of relief and left the Tianlong Department under the guidance of others.

When I was approaching the rockery, I caught a glimpse of Zhang Jie meditating in the pavilion. At this moment, his five hearts were facing the yuan.

After having been in contact with him for so many days, the other party was always watching "The Road to Immortality", but when he arrived at the Tianlong Department, he acted like a cultivator.

It has to be said that the more prestigious a person is, the more they pay attention to their own image management.

After all, even in the world of spiritual practice, reading novels is just a form of entertainment that does not engage in serious work. If a monk does not seek immortality, then what kind of immortality can he cultivate?

Seeing Chen Mo walking towards him, he immediately stood up with a visible smile on his face.

"How about it?"

"Thank you, General Zhang!"

Zhang Jie said goodbye to the Tianlong monks with fists in his hands and immediately turned around and left.

Chen Mo looked at his back and said goodbye before quickly chasing after him.

After leaving the Tianlong Department, Kyoto in Zhongzhou was a different world. The Sixth General who had led him stood on the bustling street, took out the book "The Road to Immortality of the Head" from behind and continued to read with interest. It wasn't until Chen Mo coughed twice that he looked up at him.

"Now, you are the sixth general of Pingduzhou." After saying that, he left without looking back.

this……

Chen Mo was a little confused. Looking at the other party's expression, he felt relieved.

Could it be that he has become a burden?

"Where are you going?"

"Is this your first time in Zhongzhou? This place is full of wealth and secrets. If you don't take a stroll, why are you following me?"

"If you're not familiar with the place, forget it."

Chen Mo knew that there should be a lot of good things here, but real treasures couldn't be sold casually.

So if there is no way around, wandering around is just a way to pass the time.

With this skill, he might as well return to Beizhou and experience the alternative of cultivating in mainland China.

"oh?"

Zhang Jie closed the book and looked at him with interest: "You're not curious?"

"It's been quite a few days since I left here. It's time to go back."

"really?"

"What if?"

"I'm going to go back to Beizhou first."

"Together."

Zhang Jie thought for a while and suddenly said: "Here are one hundred and forty low-grade spiritual crystals."

Chen Mo took it very skillfully, and then asked: "Should we go back through the teleportation array?"

"What if?"

Facing the same rebuttal, he shrugged. Now that he had obtained the spiritual crystal, he could finally wander around Zhongzhou.

Although they are all in Pingdu Continent, they must agree to his spiritual crystal!

"Oh."

Zhang Jie sneered, then left with the book in hand.

Chen Mo looked at the other person's back, and inexplicably felt a sense of melancholy. It can be said that the other party helped him a lot, from the beginning of the three generals and the guard, to the current Tianlong Department.

However, now that the matter is done, although Zhang Jie did not change his face, his attitude has also changed a lot.

It's like completing a task, helping for the sake of helping... Thinking carefully, he also understood that he became the Sixth General, on the one hand because of Song Yunxi's grace, and on the other hand because of the requirements of the Dragon Head Guard.

Jian Shiqi himself doesn't seem to have any friendship with him.

"Hey."

Chen Mo sighed and shook his head, then walked along the long, straight street.

The capital of Zhongzhou is very strange.

When he first came here, due to energy reasons, he didn't seem to pay attention to the situation in the city.

But now it seems that this place seems to be different from any city he has seen! Including Beizhou!

The shops on both sides of the street are like bottomless pits. Any spiritual energy and divine consciousness that enter them will disappear without a trace, and everything seems to be untraceable.

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped in front of a shop.

The shop had the words [Baicaotang] written on it, and the lower right corner was marked with the small seal script of "Shennongzong".

The reason why he hesitated was that he had seen more than one such door lintel on this street. If it weren't for the fact that the buildings and shops around it were different, he would have mistakenly thought he had experienced a ghost wall! (End of this chapter)