My Transformation System

Thinking of this, I felt the stench was unbearable again, and I saw that it was getting late, and it was estimated that the city gate would be closed in a while, so I quickly walked into the city.

"Ugh~ What a stinky motherfucker, has anyone stepped on shit?"

"Te mother, this is shit on the street, Gan!"

"Oh, I can't take it anymore, it's so disgusting, vomit~~~"

"..."

Along the way, on all the roads that Laodao passed by, there were not many pedestrians yelling and hurriedly leaving.

The stench gradually wafted in the air, and the old man did not speak with a dark face. He was thankful that no one had gone into it, otherwise his reputation would be ruined.

Arriving at a courtyard, Lao Dao stopped and knocked on the door: "Teacher, good disciple, open the door for the master."

This is an independent courtyard of an inn, and it is also the only other courtyard. The other is naturally the residence of the shopkeeper's family. The two courtyards are very close to each other, and there is even a connecting arch.

The relatively light footsteps moved from far to near, and then the door was opened, revealing the face of a handsome young man.

"Master, you go back..."

The surprise on the boy's face solidified, and the color of the naked eye changed. He retched and covered his mouth and nose: "Master, master, you,, what's wrong with you?"

He didn't dare to ask directly if it was the cesspool, or the old fermented cesspool. The smell was so disgusting that it went straight to the forehead.

The old man's face turned black, he was already very aggrieved today, and he endured it all the way, but he couldn't lose face in front of his own disciple, and immediately scolded: "What's the matter with you as a teacher, don't talk nonsense, and quickly boil the water. I want to bathe and change clothes for the teacher."

The young man ran out in relief, and at this time, there was a curse from the next door.

"I'm trying to kill you immortal. What kind of thing is missing, you even throw shit everywhere, do you still have a sense of public morality?"

"Ouch~ You have NN legs, my mother just ate dinner, vomit~ snoring~~~"

"Father, mother! The child is disgusting and wants to vomit~ vomit~~~~"

Then came the scream of a woman: "Head of the house, go and see, whoever kills a thousand knives has done something immoral, report it to the official, you must report it to the official."

Lao Dao had a bad look on his face, although he was a Taoist priest of the One Qi Dao League and was highly respected, but if such a thing happened, not to mention losing face, he might even be kicked out.

Sure enough, following the unbearable stench, the shopkeeper found it.

"Master, did you smell a stench..."

The old man ate the side dishes on the table calmly, with a big white head in his mouth. Hearing the words, he turned to him and said, "Huh? The shopkeeper, what's the matter with you?"

The shopkeeper was instantly shocked. Such a stench of such a degree was regarded as nothing to the Taoist priest, and he was still calmly eating a full head of side dishes, master!

The local dog raised by the shopkeeper ran over, sniffing constantly, and finally, after coming into contact with Lao Dao's praise, the dog rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, foam slowly flowing out of the dog's mouth, and his limbs twitched. has entered a state of shock.

"..."

"You're pretending to be a Nima, bastard, looking at your sanctimonious appearance, I didn't expect to be able to do this kind of thing, and you know the face but not the heart."

The shopkeeper's wife was hiding on the other side of the arch and looked this way, but when she saw this, she rushed up with a big mouth.Because everything happened so suddenly, Lao Dao didn't react, and was slapped on the ground.

The shopkeeper took his wife and children's hands and stepped back, looked at him vigilantly and said, "Dao, Taoist priest, for the sake of you are also a Taoist priest, I will not report to the official, you can go."

"Master, the water is boiled,, it's..."

The young man stared blankly at all this, a little confused.

What's going on here? Why do I feel like I saw such a tall master two days ago, and suddenly I'm so good at Jill's food and Jill's garbage.

"Shifang, don't say anything, don't ask anything." The old man got up tremblingly and patted his disciple's shoulder.

"let's go."

Shifang stupidly packed his bags, and then followed the old man to leave the courtyard. He didn't understand what happened at all, but the master was really smelly, and he wanted to scold his mother.

At this moment, Lao Dao's back became depressed and desolate, but he deeply understood that all this was given by whom.

Yes, it's all that damn vixen, even if the disgusting mucus on his body wasn't made by that vixen, but if you can't find anyone, you have to trace the root cause, which is Ye Fanxin.

If it wasn't for Ye Fanxin, nothing would have happened.He would easily catch one or two little monsters, and then he would still be a Taoist priest of the Yiqi Dao League, a highly respected one in the eyes of the people, and a tall master in the eyes of his disciples.

Blame that witch, that dead fox.

As the old Dao Demon Barrier muttered, his eyes became dull, and he began to think about finding a time to continue squatting there, and what kind of ambush should be arranged.

"Master, where are we going to sleep today?"

"Just find an inn." The old man replied sullenly, suddenly remembered, and quickly said: "Find a place for me to clean first."

He felt that if he continued to look for guests like this, he would definitely be kicked out by everyone, and even more and more people would know that the stench came from him, then his reputation would be ruined.

"Yes, Master."

Chapter [-] The purpose of Dongfang Zijin

Shifang endured the pungent stench, still showing respect.

He did not forget that his life could be said to be given by Tu Shan Honghong.The master of Tushan not only gave him the qualification to be a new student, but also gave him the power to become a strong man.

After leaving Tushan, after a lot of tossing and turning, he finally found a Taoist monk with a strong background as a master. He must seize this opportunity firmly and learn great skills before he can realize his dream.

In order to live up to the expectations of the big boss.

Taking Lao Dao to the side of a semi-abandoned ancient well, Shi Fang found a wooden barrel, and then fetched water for Lao Dao to rinse.

This is what Lao Dao is most satisfied with this apprentice. He is too sensible and obedient, and he doesn't say anything to his master, just like treating his relatives.

Unlike most Taoist priests, he was born in Ye Luzi. He did not pay much attention to the rules, but he also attached great importance to this relationship. Because he suffered a lot, he was more vigilant in his heart.

Shifang likes him so much, so he likes it so much that he purposely goes to catch monsters to teach Shifang.

"By the way, master, have you encountered a difficult monster today?"

Lao Dao stared, and suddenly became discouraged: "Well, I did encounter a difficult monster."

In his understanding, Bai Suzhen, who had never shot once, was obviously not to be taken seriously. Since he was called the master of the fox spirit, but he didn't make a shot during the battle, his strength must be too weak.

He thought of it with disdain, but then he showed resentment again: "Hmph, this time I have suffered a loss for the teacher because I didn't bring the magic weapon, otherwise I would have called that damn fox demon on its knees and begged for mercy."

He said, pinching out a few magic tricks with his fingers, and flying out a few glass spheres from the packages stacked next to them.

Lao Dao left his disciples aside, which was also his deliberate display to show the credibility of his words.

Shi Fang was stunned, instinctively sensitive to the word fox demon, and asked with a smile, "Huh? What kind of monster is it? Can you tell me about it, Master? I also want to learn more in advance."

"Hmph, an insignificant little demon, and a coquettish folded-eared fox demon."

Lao Dao suddenly stared: "Hey, so, that vixen is probably from Tu Shan."

Everyone in the world knows that the leader of Tu Shan has always been a folded-eared fox demon, whose characteristic is the pair of folded ears.It's nothing to meet the folded-eared fox demon, but if you think of Ye Fanxin's strength, it is completely reasonable to say that he is from Tushan.

Shifang was also stunned, and he quickly asked: "Master, can you elaborate more? For example, appearance, appearance..."

Lao Dao warned: "What do you want to do, kid? I warn you, although those foxes do look bad for the country and the people, but don't forget that they are monsters.

"Otherwise, why have there been so many legends of fox spirits ravaging the world since ancient times?"

Shifang quickly said: "Master, look at what you said, no matter how absurd I am, it is impossible for me to have any thoughts about monsters. I am just curious, purely curious. If you don't want to say it, then forget it."

"Really?"

The old man looked at him suspiciously, he really cared about this apprentice, and was deeply afraid that he would make a big mistake because he was young and frivolous.

Yes, in his opinion, it would be a big mistake to have a relationship with youkai.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not that Daoist can't say it, okay, I'll tell you."

Based on his impression, he said some characteristics of Ye Fanxin, and Shifang immediately determined that it was Tu Shan Honghong.

Thinking of Tu Shan Honghong's strength, and looking at his master again, his expression is a bit weird. After all, he has seen the power of his own master, but compared with the head of Tu Shan's random kick, it is not a star.

Obviously, the master lied.

But he didn't plan to dismantle the old way, and he couldn't reveal that he knew Tu Shan Honghong, at least, before he grew up.

But when he thought that his master had met the big boss with this surname, he felt amused.Just hearing the news of Tu Shan Honghong again, Shi Fang felt a little melancholy.

"Stinky boy, what are you thinking? Hurry up and fetch water, because the teacher thinks it needs to be rinsed for a while."

Shifang smiled and said, "Good master, come right away."

"You little bastard, you dare to laugh, and copy me a hundred times of the opening mantra tomorrow."

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Dongfang Zijin leaned against the opening of the dark alley, and the dim lights not far away could not shine in his eyes, but those clean and bright eyes glowed with a cold glow like a deep mountain and a secluded spring.

He is waiting.

The purpose of going straight here is not for a place like Tianxianyuan, he has a reason that he must not give up.And now, his goal is here, but before that he needs to wait for someone.

Not long after, a sloppy middle-aged man in a Taoist uniform was shaking his duffel bag in one hand and a wine jug in the other, looking like he was drinking too much.

The sloppy middle-aged Taoist hummed an unknown ditty, took a sip of inferior wine, and didn't feel bad about spilling more.Although I don't have the money to sleep with the girl in the Tianxianyuan, it is beautiful to be able to pass the eye addiction and the hand addiction.

Especially today, I saw two raw faces, enough to be called the raw faces of Tianxian Meiren.

"Tsk tsk, these two little demon girls are really fascinating. As expected of a fox."

There is no doubt that he was talking about Ye Fanxin and Bai Suzhen.While thinking about Ye Fanxin's appearance, he couldn't help but get excited.

As he was walking, he suddenly stumbled. The sloppy middle-aged Taoist steadied his body. When he stood up straight, he yelled, "Who? Which bastard dares to attack the Taoist."

Dongfang Zijin stepped forward with a kick, which happened to be placed on the stomach of the sloppy middle-aged Taoist priest, causing him to kneel on the ground screaming in pain, and the pot of inferior wine was sprinkled on the ground.

But the Taoist priest could no longer care about his distress, clutching his stomach and saying in horror, "Master, you are the master, slow down, slow down!"

Dongfang Zijin kicked him down again, stepped on his back, and said, "Tell me, where is the golden-faced Vulcan?"

The sloppy middle-aged Taoist priest was a little confused. This person left for a meal just to know the whereabouts of the golden-faced Vulcan?

Something is wrong.

"Come on." Dongfang Zijin's face was not good, and his feet were even harder.

The Taoist wailed and hurriedly said: "Master, although I came with Lord Vulcan, I really don't know where he is now. Since you know him, you should know that Lord Vulcan came out to have fun. I never liked being followed when I was there.”

Dongfang Zijin said: "So, the golden-faced fire god is indeed in this city."

The Taoist thought about it too much, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, Lord Vulcan is here to have fun, maybe he is now hugging the beautiful girl to have fun."

"Oh, Lord, take it easy, I've said everything I know, you can let me go."