Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 67
Shen Mo thought to himself: "That's not called integrating into this world, it's just the process of history."

"Senior, do they appear every night?"

The female Bodhisattva shook her head: "When I first came, they only appeared every one or two days, but recently they have become more and more frequent. I have to get rid of the monks in the monastery before the ghost festival, otherwise after the ghost festival, they will appear." There will inevitably be a Wuxin sorcerer born in the world, not only unable to transform, but also extremely difficult to kill, becoming a demon with extremely high wisdom, who feeds on the mind of practicing humanity and brings disaster to the world."

Shen Mo's heart moved, "Has there been a so-called 'Wuxin Mage' before?"

Female Bodhisattva: "There have been two, and each time is a doom for a cultivator. You have seen the human skin scripture just now, but it is not complete. The source of the real human skin scripture is still suppressed. The ghost painting in your hand is the same, of course, the human skin scriptures in the Maha Temple are stronger than the ghost painting in your hand. Have you refined the ghost painting?"

Shen Mo nodded, "Yes."

The female Bodhisattva smiled slightly, "Once we do something, it is inevitable that there will be a lot of movement, and ordinary clothes are easy to be damaged. I just collected some magic energy, and you can refine it into ghost paintings, and you can turn it into a ghost painting." Great, make it into a cassock and wear it, and the clothes will not be easily damaged when fighting in the future."

Shen Mo: "Thank you Bodhisattva."

The female Bodhisattva joked: "You brat, when it's not good for you, seniors yell at you. If you have good things, it's more polite to call Bodhisattva than before."

Shen Mo: "..."

The female Bodhisattva pointed at Shen Mo, and he immediately felt a surge of devilish energy rushing towards him, like the roaring of a river, where there were some, it was too much.

Shen Mo immediately spewed out Yuanling True Fire from his mouth and nose, and refined the demonic energy on the spot.

Under the burning of Yuan Ling's real fire, a lot of the evil and evil intentions of the devil's energy were removed, and it flowed into the black ghost painting.The female Bodhisattva was right, the ghost painting devoured the magic energy, and it really started to grow bigger.

But this benefit is not for nothing, because Shen Mo is like helping the female Bodhisattva deal with these evil spirits, so that they will not be scattered in the Moha Temple again.

No wonder the old woman asked him to go to the monk's room to learn about refining ghost paintings, and wait for her to drive away the evil spirits before explaining about the Moha Temple.

It is true to say that the matter is false, but to use Shen Mo's labor for free.

But this matter is good for Shen Mo, it is really a matter of mutual benefit, and there is no reason for it.

Sure enough, it is an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years, and it has already become a man.

And the thousand-year-old Liaozhai, oh, the thousand-year-old Black Fox King, who can bend and stretch, also opened Shen Mo's eyes.

It's just bad luck, he caught up with Kumarajiva, a stupid donkey, and strayed into the Maha Temple, otherwise he might not be able to play many tricks in the future.

The ghost painting devoured the demon energy refined by Shen Mo Yuanling's real fire, which means that the demon energy was imprinted with Shen Mo's mark, and it was even more difficult to get rid of Shen Mo's control.

As the ghost painting continued to devour the devilish energy, it became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a dense shadow. After condensing, it became a cassock and draped it on Shen Mo's body. It was as big as you wanted and fit perfectly.

Shen Mo was dressed in a black cassock, with a hint of magic exposed. When ordinary people looked at him, even if they saw his face, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

The female Bodhisattva looked at him and thought to herself: "This is the direct descendant of the Qing Palace on Laoshan Mountain, and the Xuanmen is authentic. Now, in terms of appearance, it is getting closer and closer to the devil's way. Sure enough, there is no wrong nickname. No wonder it is called "Evil Lord" '. In the future, if this kid is completely possessed by demons, Lao Ni will really be guilty. It's just that when he grows to that point, I may not be around, it's none of my business."

The female bodhisattva has only the front road, not the back body.

She praised: "Sure enough, you have a handsome appearance and a dignified appearance. If my apprentice saw you decades ago, he would not lose his dignity to Lord Yan Luo."

Shen Mo was speechless. After the bodhisattva returned to her youth, her personality also changed, which can also be related.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for bestowing the magic energy."

There are not too many good words, just in case there are benefits.Shen Mo knows that there is no one in this world who doesn't like to listen to good things, especially women.

A boast is a lot of meat.

Hard when it should be hard, soft when it should be soft, blindly hard, blindly soft, it is not suitable.This is called Tai Chi, combining rigidity and softness!

In the past, Shen Mo had come to this point by punching the enemy hard and bowing his knees to the benefactor.

Of course, those unbearable black histories have long since been broken and reborn with him, died and reborn, and drifted away with the wind.

What happened yesterday is like dying yesterday; what is doing today is like being born today.

What did Shen Mo, a disciple of the Shangqing Palace on Laoshan Mountain, have anything to do with his evil king, Shen Mo?

The female Bodhisattva sighed, "It's getting late, you go down the mountain quickly, I have to rest, I'm afraid I will have to work hard tomorrow."

Shen Mo: "Well, then don't bother Bodhisattva. I want to take away the black fox king, but what's in the way?"

He knew that this bodhisattva, relying on the power of the formation of the glazed pagoda, knew everything about the big and small affairs in the Maha Temple, and he couldn't hide what happened just now.

The female Bodhisattva gave him a blank look. This brat really doesn't want to be shy.It's just that the good relationship has already been formed, so there is no need to have an evil relationship with him, otherwise the previous investment would have been in vain. I can't escape from the Maha Temple. It was extremely difficult to kill such a thing, but when I encountered a human skin scripture and wanted to eat it, I had to rely on you. The hand of Pi Jingwen, finish it. Since you accept it, it is up to you.

People with supernatural powers like me sometimes think that the protagonist of the story can turn bad luck into good luck and turn disaster into good luck, but it is really not the same thing.Walking alone, it’s okay to meet demons and heretics, but the terrible thing is to meet fellows who think they are righteous. If they really want to mess with you, it’s not good to fight alone. They usually greet their familiar fellows and give you peace at that time. For a crime, let's say "evil demons and heretics, everyone can get it and punish them".

Even if you cultivate supernatural powers, how many can you hit?Therefore, the establishment of sects and the cultivation of successor disciples are to pass down the orthodoxy, and secondly, to have helpers when encountering revenge from enemies when old and weak.

Since you have left the Shangqing Palace on Laoshan Mountain and are a thorn in the side of the Nether Sect, you need to make plans for these things.In today's world, more and more people take shortcuts. Although it is difficult to live forever, it is much easier for them to obtain power than before.

So what you did was indeed right.If you look down on Shuiyuean in the future, you might as well give them a hand. I, Shuiyuean, are also grateful and will not disappoint you.

Alright, you lock the black fox king in the ghost painting, and then you can take it out.This mere Maha Temple can't stop the 'knife' in your hand. "

"Thank you Bodhisattva for your guidance. The younger generation can't say for sure about what will happen in the future. But the younger generation has always been like, people respect me one foot, and I respect others three feet."

Shen Mo cupped his hands to say goodbye, and left in a hurry.

After a while, the female Bodhisattva came back to her senses and cursed secretly, "Real skin."

It turns out that one foot is ten feet, and "people respect me for one foot, and I respect others for three feet" wouldn't it be a big advantage.

It's just that no one has been able to joke with her like this for a long time, and the female Bodhisattva still finds it fresh.But if Shen Mo didn't have this level of cultivation, it would be a great disrespect.

(End of this chapter)