When Chen Mou disappeared, Yuan Hou waved his hand and moved the black-haired monkey squatting on the fruit tree back into the pavilion. He threw two strands of broken soul power and a little blood mist into the little monkey's body, and laughed and cursed: "
It’s easier on you.”
He favored the mute little monkey, not just for Chen Mou's sake.
The little black-haired monkey bowed, staggered and fell to the ground, curled up into a ball and fell asleep with its arms and legs clasped together.
Yuan Hou sent the little monkey who had benefited greatly to the cliff cave, stepped out of the grave slope in one step, and looked down from the sky on the monkey descendants such as Shi Yu, Hou Mao, Mu Hei, etc. who were busy tracking down the rebellious ones. His face was cold.
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Being greedy is not a bad thing, but if you can't recognize the form and still dare to deceive your superiors and conceal your greed in order to challenge his authority, you are extremely stupid and will not regret dying.
He considers his own path and the interests of the tribe as a whole, but does not consider the three or five elders who protect the law.
A few mouse droppings can't ruin a good pot of slow-cooked porridge.
Chen Mou returned to the courtyard on the island, rubbed the jade, and observed the ghost inside that did not dare to move. He ordered the ghost to open its soul core, and used the sacrificial method taught to him by Marquis Yuan. With the help of the power of the jade, he could easily plant a mark.
, subdue an old ghost with a strength close to the third level.
Immediately putting away the jade, Chen Mou took out two purple-haired talisman pens with restrained aura and a stack of fiery red blank talisman papers.
The high priest selected it from the warehouse and gave it to him to practice the talismans.
More than ten days later, with the help of tools and his unwillingness to waste, Chen Mou finally mastered the skill of using the natal fire pattern on his forehead to extract a wisp of invisible real fire to assist in drawing fire talismans, and successfully drew the flame rain talisman and the extremely difficult fire talisman.
Although the fire armor talisman has a low chance of becoming a talisman, it still gave him a lot of comfort.
On the eighth day of the second lunar month, Chen Mou waited at the top of Tianbei Peak for a trace of the Seven-ray Fire condensed from the stone pillar array.
It causes fire to burn the body and strengthens the tempering of the body and soul.
Waiting until the end of February, when all the fruits in Luofenpo were picked, Chen Mou finally got the truth from the chief priest. Elder Hou Mao and the other two guardians took a cross-sea ferry and traveled more than 100,000 miles to Fufeng Continent to help him
He took a magic weapon that left a breath mark to the vicinity of "Qianfeng City".
The chief priest spent a lot of effort to calculate that the Fufeng Continent, where hundreds of races are mixed, has been fighting for thousands of years. In the past two hundred years, a delicate balance has been formed. It is a good place for the descendants of Tianbei to avoid disasters. It is better than going to the Dongchui Continent, which is the territory of the human race.
have more advantages.
Among them, there is a turning point hidden in the crisis of Qianfeng City, the appearance of Longxing.
Looking at the high priest, whose face was wrinkled and getting older, and who was wearing a pointed hat to cover up his white hair and bald head, Chen Mou cupped his hands and said, "Take care of yourself." The man, who was serious about his promise, disappeared in an instant.
Through the small magic weapon buried in the wild woods, I had already observed that the surrounding area was very safe.
His soul has been strengthened again, and the range of his consciousness has become even more powerful.
The high priest walked slowly in the stone courtyard with a yellow jade cane. From now on, this place has become a forbidden place among the forbidden places of Xiaozhushan. Another small magic weapon that marks the breath left by the descendants of Tianbei is in
Inside the circular stone castle room, you can go back and forth at any time.
After a while, the high priest went out and walked down the mountain. He had to chat more with Elder Mutu.
Use the power of the tribe to support Chen Mou without attracting outside attention.
The catastrophe of genocide can be postponed for several years.
If it is not destroyed, it cannot be established; if it is destroyed, it will be rebuilt later.
Early morning, mist.
Chen Mou, who was wearing a green preacher's robe, walked out of the deserted mountain forest and flew towards the east where the morning sun was shining. He had read some books about Fufeng Continent in Xiaozhushan in advance and had a rough understanding of the distribution of forces within three thousand miles of Qianfeng City.
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I heard from the high priest that Elder Hou Mao placed the small magic weapon and an identity tag purchased from the ferry black market three hundred miles west of Qianfeng City as ordered, and left overnight.
When he arrived here, he had nothing to worry about and no one to see him.
Villages gather in the wilderness and form a formation along the mountains. There are criss-crossing roads for more than ten miles around the villages, and the crops are green and green.
From time to time, three or five monks flew low-altitude patrols, but they did not approach a single handsome foreign monk for questioning. As long as they did not disturb the mortal village, everything would be fine.
Pay attention and fly slowly for more than a hundred miles, passing through a wilderness of mountains and forests that are dozens of miles away.
A young woman with a fluttering long skirt and a graceful figure flew up from the side. Her face was covered with a white gauze. The woman was the first to say softly: "Taoist Priest, can you take me with you to Qianfeng City? The Evil Wind Ridge area ahead.
, there are often strong men, monsters and bandits who rob the road."
Chen Mou looked at the woman who was standing fifty feet away. This was an encounter in the wild, a safe distance between strange monks. He smiled and shook his head: "I won't go to Qianfeng City. Fairy, please find someone else."
The demon bell in his sleeve vibrated silently, reminding him that the person who came was an inhuman being.
For his trip, the high priest had prepared everything in detail and carefully. This demon-shaking bell was taken out of the warehouse and given to him as a small gift by the high priest, saying, "The one who knows monsters best is the monster."
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Chen Mou's heart pounded. This succubus who can transform into other forms has at least a third-level cultivation level.
Did you go out without reading the almanac?
I still believe in the high priest in my heart. In order to calculate a landing opportunity for him, in just over a month, the high priest seemed to have aged several dozen years. According to Yuan Hou, this deduction was at the cost of his life.
The young woman was not worried and asked with a smile: "Where are you going, Master Taoist? Meeting in the wild is destined to happen, and the little girl is polite to you."
He turned sideways in the air and gave a graceful Wanfu gift.
It could be seen that the young Taoist priest only had the early stage of the second level of cultivation. The woman strangely felt a hint of unusual danger, which also aroused her curiosity and interest, so she did not take action immediately.
Chen Mou recited his senior brother's name silently in his mind, and tried his best to imitate the cold and inhumane expression on his face, saying: "We have different Taoism and we should not seek each other's help. You and I are human beings and monsters, so it is better not to get married. My fellow Taoist, please go on your own."
Seemingly unable to be kind, he silently called Marquis Yuan, who was more than 100,000 miles away, through his jade.
The woman was stunned for a moment, smiled brightly, and slowly flew closer.
"The Taoist Priest has good eyesight and can actually see through my heels. I wonder if I have ever heard that there is an invisible, colorless and tasteless 'Sui Feng Xiang'. Those who suffer from it will lose their vitality and become confused, and will be left alone."
I am at the mercy of my concubine..."
However, the next moment, the woman was stunned as if she had seen a ghost.
In front of him was a tall, green-haired old demon monkey with white beard and hair. He appeared out of thin air without saying a word. He stretched out his furry paws and slapped him in the air. The distance between the two sides was less than twenty feet.
The dead woman's soul emerged, turned into three evil winds, and tried to escape using illusions, but she was too close.
"Pa", one of the demonic winds was summoned by Chen Mou, the fourth-level demon stone monkey, and he slapped it to the ground without mercy.
The woman's white gauze fell off, revealing two sharp fangs in her mouth. This was the only part of her third-level cultivation that could not transform. She screamed miserably, "Taoist Master, please spare my life..."
She regretted so much that her intestines turned green. She had clearly noticed that the other party was in danger and should have run away from him. Why did she want to be curious and try to tease him again? This time her life was at stake.
There is a fourth-level demon hiding in the dark to protect the human beings. They are of high status and are not something she can mess with.
"Don't kill here. It's not good to see blood."
Chen Mou spoke up to stop him in time.
You can take him to Luofengpo and kill him slowly.
I heard Lao Yuan say that the forbidden area of Luofenpo is isolated from external cause and effect. If you have any trouble, you can throw it to Luofenpo and let Lao Yuan have some fun.
Shishangong changed the force of his second attack, knocking out the woman whose body was half buried in the rock, and imprisoning her.
Facing an opponent who was too low on him, he didn't make a complete killing blow in the first blow.
"Monkey, could you please make a trip?"
"You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Chen, it is my honor to serve you!"
Lord Shishan took the woman into a coma and took it into his hands, a colorful demon snake about 10 feet long. He was smiling and humble. Yuan Zu and the chief priest had seen a little bit of him a few days ago, and he had just been moved to the island by Yuan Zu.
In an instant, we arrived in this strange land.
The shock in his heart was not as peaceful as it seemed.
"Monkey, please don't move!"
Chen Mou used his spiritual consciousness to entangle Shishangong and the big snake, and instantly took the fourth-level monster away to the grave slope after finishing the work.
His journey to the world of martial arts begins from this moment.