The monkey that will cross in the journey to the west

Chapter 30 Refinement and practice of scorpion demon invasion, one practice to become a hundred magic.

Zhu Yan stood up, turned his eyes around and saw nothing unusual.

But his heart feeling will never be bad, someone must be spying on him.

Zhu Yan looked at the portrait behind him, the Taoist in the portrait was Zhu Yan's clone.

Zhu Yan lit three sticks of incense, saluted and put them in the incense burner.

"Fellow Daoist's heart is disturbed!" The Taoist in the painting said suddenly.

"En!" Zhu Yan nodded.It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be telling the Taoist in the painting: "Just now I felt that someone was spying on the poor Tao, but the poor Tao looked around but did not see anyone, there must be someone spying on the poor Tao from the air.

A poor Taoist who can spy from a distance, either has great magic power or a supreme magic weapon, neither of which is easy to deal with. "

"There's a lot of nonsense, I just want to say, burn less incense, it will make you panic."The Taoist in the painting jumped out of the painting, took down the blank scroll, and pulled off the wooden edge of the painting.

I found a corner by myself, wedged the wooden edge, hung a blank picture scroll, and jumped into it.

Zhu Yan: ...

His avatar does not need to take incense, burning incense every day is just a habit of Zhu Yan.What's more, the avatar and the deity are of one mind and connected with each other, but Zhu Yan scolded himself.

The movement of the avatar did not affect Zhu Yan's thinking. In this world, the only ones who can spy on him from afar are the two old demons, the god of heaven, the god of mountain and the snake and scorpion with the magic mirror.

It is unlikely that Zhu Yan would notice the spying of the gods, so there are only the mountain god and the two old demons in the snake and scorpion cave.

Zhu Yan is not afraid of the mountain gods. The mountain gods are restricted by the realm of the gods, and generally they will not go out. If they are monsters, they will be troublesome.

When the monster came, Zhu Yandao could run away, but the villagers might be slaughtered by the monster.

Withdrawal is definitely not an option, it is his promise to protect the villagers.

Moreover, Zhu Yan has been inquiring about these two monsters for a long time, and it is time to compete with them.Just to test the strength of monsters.

Zhu Yan took out a vermilion pen and painted wantonly on the outer wall of the house. In half a day, a marching map appeared on the wall.

"Well! Not bad, Pindao's Danqing method has made great progress. If you really can't get along with cultivating immortals, you can still be full with this skill of Danqing."Zhu Yan looked at his masterpiece and couldn't help nodding.

The work in front of him is very proud, and he does have the capital to be proud of it. Zhu Yan has practiced the magic of exorcising things and transforming gods to the point of ease.

There are a thousand soldiers who can clearly see their faces in this marching map, and the blurred soldiers behind seem endless.

With Zhu Yan's strength at this time, he could summon [-] soldiers to fight at once. After the [-] died in battle, Zhu Yan could continue to summon from the marching map. As long as Zhu Yan's mana was not exhausted, the battle would not stop.

This wall is simply a barracks, and the energy is constantly recruiting soldiers.

With this preparation, Zhu Yan felt relieved. He wandered around the village, drawing generals in many places as a warning.Prevent monsters from sneaking into the village.

Three days later, there was a surge of monster energy in the east, Zhu Yan stood up, looked around, and saw an old monster's breath, leading a group of little monsters to kill.

Finally came, Zhu Yan secretly said, he has already made a lot of preparations.

Zhu Yan took out a paper-cut Taoist priest from the Qiankun bag. This Taoist priest had already painted his face, enlightened his spirit and enlightened his wisdom. Zhu Yan recited the mantra and breathed out a mouthful of spiritual energy.

The paper figurine floated down and turned into a Pianjia Taoist priest.He was born fresh and elegant, with a tree facing the wind and an extraordinary aura, exactly what Zhu Yan looked like.

"I have seen the Taoist Lord".Paper Taoist bowed his head and paid respects.

"Sit still and hold that demon, I'll go."Zhu Yan attached a little soul to the paper Taoist, and the deity slipped out of the room to follow the path of the monster, and went back.

On the wall of the room, Zhu Yan's avatar in the painting twitched, suddenly jumped off the wall, rolled up a blank scroll, held it under his arm, and slipped out of the room to nowhere.

Paper Daoist's expression was lively, and he looked at the backs of Zhu Yan and Zhu Yan's avatar silently while holding his forehead.

The monsters came after a while, and the Scorpion King led three hundred little monsters to kill them.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people in the village hid in the cellar early, leaving only Zhi Taoist to fight against the enemy alone.

"Little ones, come in with me and catch everyone."The Scorpion King stood at the entrance of the village and shouted.

"It seems to be closed but not closed to contemplate emptiness, and it seems to be sleeping but not sleeping.

Life is like dust for a lifetime, and understanding the world of mortals leads to the road. "

Paper Taoist suddenly appeared on the road. He stretched and yawned as if he had just woken up.

"Taoist Wuna, where are you from?"King Scorpion saw Taoist Paper appeared, and immediately recognized him as the Taoist who killed the mouse monster in the magic mirror.

"Hey! Where did you monsters come from? How did you break into the poor dream?"Paper Daoist said suspiciously.

"Damn it, Daoist Niao, you are probably in a daze. Hurry up and report your name, so that the king can kill you."The Scorpion King pointed at the Paper Taoist with a big knife and said.

"Isn't it a dream?" Paper Daoist was puzzled, then acted like he was stunned, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He straightened his yin and yang Taoist robe, straightened his crown of clouds on his head, and put on his boots.He said solemnly: "The poor are polite, I don't know what this layman has to do."

"I'll pooh you bird feather Taoist priest, I don't have time to grind for you, the little ones will give you a reward, and you will be rewarded for killing him."The Scorpion King is a reckless man, how can he manage so many words of Zhi Daoist, and command the little demon to kill him.

"Come on slowly! Rong Pindao introduced himself, ahem."Paper Taoist waved his hand to stop the little demon who was about to charge.

King Scorpion waved his hand to stop the little demon, it's best to find out the status of a Taoist priest, if there are masters to kill together, it will save you troubles in the future.

"It is said that Emperor Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty was in power. On March [-]rd of the third year of Jia Dynasty, at five o'clock in the morning, the emperor came in a black bird car, sat in the Zichen Hall, and was congratulated by all the officials. But see:...

"You bird Taoist, where do you come from so much nonsense, tell me your origin quickly, and if there is any nonsense, I will cut you off first."The Scorpion King is impatient.

"I'll come right away, I'll come right away, if you listen slowly, you'll be my identity." Zhu agreed.Continue to talk about the revised version of Outlaws of the Marsh.

The Scorpion King was impatient from the beginning, and gradually became fascinated by listening, and all the little demons sat in front of Paper Daoist and listened to the book.

Paper Daoist speaks loudly, with yin and yang frustrating, and his voice is full of emotion, which is fascinating.

A reckless man like the Scorpion King, who has brains and doesn't like to use them, just likes this tone of righteousness.

He overfulfilled the task assigned to him by Zhu Yan.

At this time, Zhu Yan had arrived not far from the Snake and Scorpion Cave.

In the shadow of the boulder, Zhu Yan and his clone squatted on the ground to plan.

They share one thought and do not need to speak.

The lines drawn on the ground can only be seen clearly by them.

At the same time, Zhu Yan still needs to keep in mind that Paper Daoist can last for two hours at most, and he can only delay King Scorpion for an hour and a half at most.

With half an hour left, King Scorpion must be driven away or killed, otherwise the paper Taoist will automatically be destroyed when the time is up, and the demons may attack the villagers.

Zhu Yan planned his deity to break into the cave of snakes and scorpions and snatch treasures...uh! …to put it another way.

Zhu Yan is planning to take risks with his own body, subdue demons and eliminate demons, take their treasures first, cut off their arms, and weaken the strength of demons.

"Thank you fellow Taoist." Zhu Yan embraced Yin Yang and bowed to the clone.

"Sharing worries for the deity is naturally the duty of the poor, and the poor will go."The clone stood up, bowed to Zhu Yan, and walked out of the shadow of the boulder.

While the clone was walking, he felt that there was something under his armpit, which affected his image. He took out the picture scroll under his armpit, performed the transformation of objects, chanted a mantra, and let out a short breath.

The blank picture scroll turned into a hosta, and the avatar pinned the hosta on his head, and walked towards the snake and scorpion hole chicly.

PS: (I don't want to go to work, ah!)
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