Taoist chanting

Chapter 886
"I'm very disappointed, an old stinky skin."

Mo Ye put down the teacup, and teased Zhang Guanzhu, who was looking at the old woman, in a flat tone. She herself felt that she had changed a lot during the 200 years of going out. It is more detours.

She still doesn't speak in a questioning way, and there is no way to change this habit.

"The face just looks old. Compared with the old man, she is still a little doll in her 60s."

Zhang Guanzhu slapped him shamelessly, and saw Mo Ye looking at him with a half-smile and a strange look, and then woke up. In front of Mo Ye, whose age is a mystery and who will always be alone, he is not even a baby.

"Disrespectful disrespect."

Zhang Guan smiled and cupped his hands, changed the subject and asked, "Aren't you going back to the Nether Realm? The Han Palace is quite powerful in the Nether Realm, right?"

"The Han Palace was made in my name by a few little guys I took in back then. Those old guys when I go back to the Nether Realm are going to be nervous, it's boring, and I can't stay for many years anymore. I don't want to be with them. Qi, I have been to the upper realm before, and it was a little messy, the world in the upper realm is full of aura, suitable for my practice before going to the fairy world."

Mo Ye was very patient with Zhang Guanzhu and explained a few more words.

Even if she went to the Upper Realm, it would be very convenient for her to return to the Underworld in the future, it just depends on whether she is willing to go back.

"If you have any questions, tell me quickly, and I will try my best to answer within a reasonable range."

Mo Yeyi had something to say, so he almost made it clear.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled, and hurriedly poured tea to the empty teacup opposite, "Mo Ye, can you only stay in the upper realm for 300 years?" Seeing Mo Ye nodding, he said with some regret: "When I ascend to the upper realm, you will almost I’m going to the Immortal Realm, otherwise I would be able to walk sideways in the Nine Realms of the Upper Realm with you, a ninth-level Earth Immortal, as my backer, alas, what a pity.”

This kind of nonsense, the Taoist priest in front of him spoke so confidently, without any exception.

Mo Ye smiled and said, "You can run wild for five or sixty years, almost."

Every monk who has advanced to the ninth rank can only stay in the upper realm for about 300 years, and the immortal energy in his body has transformed to a certain level, which is not tolerated by the heaven and earth, and must fly to the legendary fairy world.

"No, no, no matter how high you jump, how hard you will be dealt with by Qiuhou, I shudder to think about it. It's better to keep your tail between your legs and practice in a low-key way. It's better for the long-term."

Zhang Wenfeng was not fooled and rejected Mo Ye's joke proposal.

He took out the emerald green leaf that was the keepsake of Qin Qiu, the patrol envoy of the Upper Realm, from the Hall of Soul Suppression, and he began to talk about business.

"Mo Ye, I hope you come back. Twelve years ago, I and a group of companions brought thousands of dead souls trapped in the secret realm of the broken Yanyuan into the realm of the underworld, and inadvertently completed a fairy tale. The reward of a layer of phantom streamer merit blessing has achieved its own double merit canopy, which has also attracted the attention of a world patrol envoy."

The few countermeasures he discussed with You Lao at the beginning were mainly to avoid. In fact, he still had one hope in his heart, that is, he was looking forward to Mo Ye's return, but he didn't say it.

The high-ranking patrol envoy was an unbearable burden for him, and it was just a matter of lifting his hands for the supernatural Mo Ye.

Now that Mo Ye has advanced to the ninth rank, why doesn't he try to solve the trouble in the bud?
It is not in his nature to be coy, false and polite, and suffer for himself.

He explained the process of Qin Qiu's descent to find him in detail, and then pretended to ask Mo Ye to help him make up an idea, whether to go to the upper realm in advance, or wait for the end of the spiritual energy tide?
Mo Ye played with the emerald leaves, "Liupo Mountain Area, Youxian Palace Qin Qiu, okay, I will remember." Glancing at the insincere Taoist priest, he said with contempt: "You will be willing to let your beautiful wife fly away alone. Upper Realm, who will believe you."

The answer is self-evident.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and cupped his hands and said, "With what you said, my hanging heart is relieved. I don't have to worry about being plotted against by villains, thank you."

It feels good to have a strong backing.

Mo Ye tapped the sleeping old woman with his chin, and said emphatically, "Take care of my troubles for me."

Pass Zhang Guanzhu a roll of the exercises she compiled, and Zhang Guanzhu will pass them on to the old woman, otherwise the exercises are in the old woman's mind, and she will not be able to learn them.

"Understood. Don't worry, I'm good at this."

Zhang Wenfeng took the exercises and put them into his sleeves. Mo Ye helped him solve the big troubles in exchange, and didn't let him be contaminated with karma. This is his own person who really thinks about him. He got up and walked three feet away, bent He patted the shoulder of the old woman on the ground, and shouted: "He Kuyu, get up and pick up trash."

There was a slight hint of cool wood in his hands.

The old woman was sleeping soundly, woke up with a start, quickly got up, a little dumbfounded, this is not under the bridge she is familiar with, the environment is unfamiliar, the decoration is luxurious and elegant, antique, and there is a young man in front of her who is really handsome, dressed in the same clothes as the TV There is a different Taoist robe, and a precious long sword inlaid with gems is worn on the waist.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

The old woman asked vigilantly, she is so old, she is not worried about being tricked into becoming a mother, but she is afraid of being used by liars to deceive people, many routines are familiar, she does not want to be foolish and go to jail.

Although her life is a little bit harder and her knowledge is not enough, she understands the truth.

"I am an immortal, and this is the realm of immortals. Seeing that your bones are so clear and strange, you are a material that can be made. I specially sent you to come here to cultivate immortals."

Zhang Wenfeng was talking nonsense in a serious manner. He used the language of his previous life. Now that he is in his current status, even if he speaks nonsense from the underworld and the language of the fairy world, others will only take it for granted and praise Guanzhu Zhang for his erudition.

The old woman scanned the spacious big house. She couldn't see Mo Ye who was drinking tea and admiring the audience's performance. She thought that some psychopath brought her to the film and television base, but she didn't see a camera in the dark. She said angrily: "Is it sick?" , Be careful, I will call the police and arrest you."

He looks pretty good, but it's a pity that watching TV and learning to cultivate immortals has ruined his brain.

They are all burnt with money, and have never experienced hardships in the world. They can be cured of any problems after moving bricks to the construction site for a few days.

She turned around and ran towards the door, regardless of her age, she was still strong, and she was confident that she could fit two young people with embroidered pillows like this.

"Losing the face of the gods."

Mo Ye watched the excitement with a smile, hitting a false god.

"Just wait and see, this old fellow has quite a personality and is not afraid of trouble."

Zhang Wenfeng's wide sleeves fluttered, and he walked out gracefully. It is rare to see a fellow from Blue Star in a foreign land. Although he is a bit old, he still feels kind and has the qualifications that Mo Ye can look up to. He must work hard nourish.

After decades of delay, there is still great promise.

The old woman who ran down the steps suddenly stood still, looking at the figures flying around in the sky in the distance, a little confused.

In such a large open space, there are all antique buildings, which are much more realistic than the ones on TV. Those people are not like actors hanging up in the air, flying too high and too fast.

The old woman was a little skeptical, she woke up after sleeping, did she time travel?
"Since you've come, you'll be at ease. He Kuyu, go with the maid to wash and change into clean clothes. Stay in the fairy temple for a while to learn more about it. I'll talk to you about the follow-up cultivation of immortals."

Zhang Wenfeng said a few words briefly, waved to the well-behaved maids standing down the steps, and told them to take the old woman to change.

The old woman couldn't understand a language suddenly changed by the young man, and she followed the maid in a daze.

In the clouds and fog, it seems that I am dreaming and haven't woken up yet.

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(End of this chapter)