White Bone Monkey King

Even the most magnanimous people were offended by Jin An's poisonous mouth today, not to mention Luo Tian and Mo Lao, who were not very magnanimous in the first place, their expressions were frighteningly gloomy.

Too arrogant!

Too arrogant!

So arrogant!

"Taoist Master Jin'an is so loud. I wonder if you have cultivated a Taoist platform? How many Taoist platforms have you cultivated? You might as well let us see how extraordinary your talent is!" Luo Tian and Mr. Mo almost said through gritted teeth. .

Jin An looked like he was hesitating to speak, and finally waved his hand: "Forget it, you are not martial arts immortals, you won't understand even if you tell me."

At this time, Jin An still didn't forget to ask Luo Tian. Luo Tian was so angry that he almost couldn't suppress his anger and wanted to slap Jin An to death on the spot. He regretted why he had to provoke this god of plague.

Luo Tian suppressed his anger, and the gloomy look on his face became more and more intense. There was a dangerous atmosphere brewing, and he said word by word: "How do you know we won't understand if you don't tell us!"

"How does Master Luo Tian know that you will understand what I say?" Jin An asked back, making Luo Tian's breath stop.

"It seems that Taoist Master Jin An doesn't want to say it." Luo Tian laughed angrily. This sudden and uncharacteristic change, coupled with the flash of coldness in the depths of his eyes, seemed to be a conspiracy.

hehe.

Jin An: "Didn't I just say it? It's just that the Tianshi Mansion is not qualified enough to understand the true meaning."

Luo Tian had already understood that Jin An was deliberately stalling for time and would not say anything. He waved the others away and asked them to close the door before leaving. He and Mr. Mo were the only ones left in the palace.

"Has Taoist Master Jin'an really read "The Seventy-two Transformations of the Taoist Magic"?" This is Luo Tian's true purpose. With the entry into the Age of Dharma End, the ancient scriptures of the Great Dao have been lost, and the Seventy-two Transformations have been lost for a long time. Although Uncle Lin It was said that Jin An's sharp knife skills were learned from Yujing Jinque, but neither Luo Tian nor Mr. Mo believed it.

Even the Yujing Golden Tower has not preserved the complete inheritance of the mysterious art of the Seventy-Two Transformations. It is so precious, how can it be easily practiced by an outsider.

If Jin An had really seen the seventy-two changes, it might be able to help them deceive the secrets of heaven and avoid the three disasters, nine calamities and the calamity of longevity.

Moreover, Luo Tian's question above was very tactful. Didn't he ask whether Jin An's sharp knife skills were really learned from Yujing Jinque? Instead, he asked Jin An if he had read "The Seventy-two Transformations of Taoist Magic".

The meanings seem to be similar, both are asking about the Seventy-two Transformations, but the meaning behind them is completely different. The latter is asking about the complete "Seventy-two Transformations of Taoist Magic".

"I haven't seen it." Jin An's words are not a lie. He has indeed never seen the complete seventy-two transformations, and has only now reached the thirteenth transformation.

Luo Tian already understood that Jin An was as slippery as a loach and was destined to be unable to ask anything useful today, so he stopped asking about the Seventy-Two Changes and showed a mysterious smile.

Luo Tian said: "Taoist Master Jin'an, sit down for a while. I will meditate first to restore some essence."

Jin An immediately patted his chest and promised, "Master Luo Tian, ​​just go with peace of mind, I will protect you."

Well, the muscles at the corner of Luo Tian's mouth twitched, and he cursed bad luck in his heart. Once again, he was angered by Jin An's venomous words. What does it mean to "go with peace of mind"!

Next, Luo Tian took out a stick of sandalwood, lit it, and inserted it into a small bronze incense burner with a lotus base: "This is made by grinding soul-nourishing wood into powder, and then adding agarwood, ambergris, Wuchen, Xiangzang and other calming and calming herbs. Soothing incense.”

After Luo Tian gave a brief introduction, he sat down in cross-legged meditation to resume.

Mr. Mo also followed suit and meditated cross-legged.

Before they closed their eyes and meditated, the two secretly looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and then pretended to meditate.

Jin An is not the kind of stupid young man who doesn't understand the world. He has long noticed the secret tricks of the two people and did not expose them face to face.

This sandalwood is not smokeless sandalwood. It burns extremely slowly, but green smoke rises in curls. At first, everything was normal. But as time goes by, in the closed palace, the white smoke condenses and does not disperse, like clouds and ribbons. Floating in the void. As time goes by, these ribbons of clouds and smoke gather more and more, lingering in clouds and mist, half hidden and half visible, like looking at flowers in the fog, or like a misty fairyland. The surrounding scenery begins to look less real, as if the distance is getting farther and farther. Another world with infinite height and distance, dream-like and mysterious.

At this time, the air is filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, which is rich and fragrant, mixed with a few indescribable fragrances, making people feel lazy and sleepy, and their eyelids feel like lead, making them drowsy.

Suddenly, Jin An noticed something strange in his heart.

He looked inside the Yuanshen where his soul was, and found that the strange feeling came from the incense of evil in the hands of the Yuanshen.

Seeing this scene, Jin Anxin's head moved: "It can cause the incense of evil to move. Could it be that the smoke around me comes from the same source as the incense of evil? Is it some kind of incense in "The Forty-eight Incenses of Good and Evil"?"

The strange movement of Bad Shi Xiang made Jin An 120% more energetic, not daring to make a big deal about it.

It is precisely because he has seen how powerful the incense of evil is that he understands more clearly how much of a threat the "Forty-Eight Incense of Good and Evil" poses to him.

"I didn't expect that even the "Forty-eight Incenses of Good and Evil" were used. They really didn't hesitate to spend their money. It should be impossible to take my life. All the forces on the Shenzhou were restrained. The Tianshi Mansion didn't dare to be so unscrupulous. They wanted to destroy me and destroy me. Did you lose the last generation of martial arts immortals? Or did you come here for "Seventy-two Transformations of Taoist Magic"?" Jin An was glad that Xiang Xiang warned him in time, otherwise the boat might have capsized in the gutter this time.

Tianshi Mansion owns the "Forty-Eight Incenses of Good and Evil" and carries it with him, which is a bit unexpected.

"After this trip is over, it seems that I have to think of a way to get the incense of evil things, the magic weapon of the soul that I got from the ghost mother's nightmare, to the outside world, and find a physical object in the world that can carry the incense of evil things..." There are thousands of tribulations in cultivation. Jin An's thoughts were active on one side, but he did not let down his guard on the other.

"I wonder what kind of incense the Tianshi Mansion will use to deal with me this time?" Even Jin An could not imagine that one day he would be so scrupulous that people would use the "Forty-eight Incenses of Good and Evil" to deal with him, and he did not know that this is an honor. Still bad luck.