Yu Xian frowned. He hadn't noticed before and didn't know that there was someone in the temple.
However, when he sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, he actually smelled the smell of roasted suckling pig coming from the Taoist temple.
I have to say, judging from the aroma alone, the taste of this roasted suckling pig is almost as good as Lao Wang’s craftsmanship.
Yu Xian turned his head and glanced at the black cat, and found that the guy's throat had begun to roll, and he was obviously greedy.
"No."
Yu Xian still had a sense of crisis. He stopped and stopped moving forward and shouted to the people in the Taoist temple: "Fellow Taoist, please be patient. We will leave now without further disturbance."
"Hey, meeting each other is fate, so why should fellow Taoists be so polite?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze blew and the Taoist temple door suddenly opened.
I saw a Taoist priest in gray sitting inside, with a fire in front of him and a suckling pig being roasted on the fire.
The skin has been roasted until golden and crispy, and it looks like it's cooked through.
"Come on, come on, come on!"
The gray-clothed Taoist priest casually picked up the roasted suckling pig from the fire, and did not forget to wave to Yu Xian and the cat: "This pig is roasted at the right temperature. Two Taoists, come quickly and taste it with me!"
The early stage of Jindan.
Yu Xian could tell the other party's rank at a glance, turned around and gave the black cat a look, and threw it away as a luck spy.
[Mu Yun, male, seven hundred and twenty-three years old.
Cultivation level: Early stage of Golden elixir (late stage of Mahayana).
Innate weather luck: turning clouds into gas (12th level), immortal body (12th level), resourcefulness (10th level), Erwuzi (9th level), between the lines (9th level), immortal demon
Two deposits (ninth grade)
Luck acquired: disguise, meeting a noble person by chance, flaws.】
Tsk.
Yu Xian looked at the luck panel that popped up in front of him. He was startled at first, and then he immediately came back to his senses, with a smile on his lips.
I was shocked because I saw the other person's name.
Mu Yun, the master of Mu Sheng Hall, if this guy can find him, he may summon An Lingxian at any time.
As for the smile...it must be because of his innate luck!
Twenty-five boys!
He's still a ninth-grade young man!
With such a level of luck, Yu Xian could only guess one possibility after thinking about it.
This guy is an undercover agent sent by the Immortal Palace to the Demon Palace!
OK!
What a shameless Saint! You look thick-browed and big-eyed, but you didn’t expect that you would actually do this and send two or five young men to take the position of the Lord of the Nine Halls.
This is a bit too showy!
Mu Yun is seven hundred years old and in the late Mahayana period!
With a little training, he might even be able to reach the pinnacle of Mahayana, and he was really willing to do that!
Seeing that Yu Xian was not moving, Mu Yun took out a bottle of wine and three wine glasses from the Sumeru Ring, including even the black cat.
"Fellow Taoist! In this life, meeting each other is fate. You shouldn't even give me this little face, right?"
Oh, it was even staged!
Okay, since you are willing to play, I will play with you.
Anyway, Mu Yun is also a man of Dan Jingsheng. There is no way he would hand himself over to An Lingxian. It would be great to get to know the number one acting sect under the Nine Heavens, No. 125, and have a roast suckling pig by the way.
of!
"Okay."
Yu Xian cupped his hands and walked toward the Taoist temple with the black cat: "Since Taoist friends have invited me so kindly, I have no choice but to be disrespectful."
"Come on, please sit down!"
Mu Lao Tao Yun raised his hand to ask Yu Xian to sit down, and handed the roasted suckling pig to him: "Come on, fellow Taoist, you're welcome, Lao Tao, I don't have any other merits, except for roasting suckling pig."
That’s still eye-catching!”
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist!"
Yu Xian wasn't worried about him being in Xiadu, so he tore off a piece from the roasted suckling pig and handed it to the black cat's mouth.
Black Cat:???
There was a bit of resentment in its eyes, and it rolled its eyes at Yu Xian, as if to say.
If you're not afraid that it's not poisonous, you can just eat it yourself! What's the matter with feeding me!
This was a complaint, but the black cat still didn't refuse and took a bite!
Regardless of whether it is poisonous or not, as long as it tastes delicious, let alone this world, even if there are three thousand worlds combined, there is probably no poison that can poison you to death.
Kazi~!
The crispy sound sounded, and the delicious food entered the mouth. The black cat just felt a sense of enjoyment!
I have to say, this tastes absolutely delicious!
As for poison... of course there is no such thing.
“It’s delicious!”
Black Cat exclaimed and turned to look at Mu Yun: "How did you do it?"
"Hahaha!"
Mu Lao Dao Yun laughed three times and poured a glass of wine in front of Black Cat: "Brother Cat, it's fine if you like it. This is the recipe, but it's my own secret, Lao Dao. Please drink!"
"Brother Cat, you don't have any eyesight at all!"
The black cat jumped down from Yu Xian's shoulder and shouted to Mu Laodao Yun: "Sister, I am a female cat! Female cats can't tell that!"
"Ouch, it's my fault, Taoist cat...fellow cat Taoist!"
No matter how thick-skinned Mu Yun is, he really can't call a cat his sister, so he just calls him Taoist Friend.
Yu Xian also pulled off a leg from the roasted suckling pig and put it into his mouth to eat: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry about it. This cat is used to being wild at home, so you don't need to pay attention to her."
"It's all fate. Cat Taoist Friends are still very cute."
Mu Lao Tao Yun also tore off a roasted suckling pig leg, put it into his mouth and began to eat: "By the way, I haven't asked fellow Taoist for advice yet..."
"Yu Xian."
Yu Xian said his real name.
His name is only circulated among the higher-ups of the Immortal Palace or the Demon Palace. To the outside world, they call him Demon Lord, but they don't know this name.
If Mu Laodao Yun wants to pretend, just pretend that he doesn't know what he is doing.
"Friend Yu!"
Mu·Lao Dao·Yun cupped his hands: "Old Taoist's name is Yun Mu, a monk from Xuantian in the far south. He has just arrived in Xuantian in the southwest. I hope you can give me some advice, fellow Taoist!"
"It's not like giving advice."
Yu Xian paused slightly and said tentatively: "Fellow Taoist Yun, you are here for..."
"breakthrough."
Mu Lao Tao Yun raised his head as he spoke, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes: "Old Tao, I have been practicing for more than seven hundred years, and now I am stuck in the early stage of the golden elixir and have not made any progress. If I don't take a step forward, I may not be able to make any progress in my whole life.
That’s it.”
"I heard that the Demon Lord was born in Xuantian in the southwest, so I thought I would come here to find some opportunities, and maybe I could take another step forward on the path of spiritual practice."
"Then I will first wish my fellow Taoist good luck and an early breakthrough."
Yu Xian smiled slightly and took the initiative to pass the message over: "Although I am a native of Southwest Xuantian, I can't help you with your breakthrough. I can only wish you good luck."
"Oh, I know that too."
Mu Laodao Yun sighed and raised his wine glass: "Forget about this, fellow Taoist, come and have another drink! Here's to the fate between us!"
"Come on, drink!"
Yu Xian raised his glass and took a sip.
After three rounds, the suckling pig was also eaten to pieces.
Mu Laodao Yun Fei wanted to drag Yu Xian to discuss Taoism, saying that he was looking for a breakthrough opportunity.
As the saying goes, an eater has a soft mouth and a picker has short hands. The fat from the roasted suckling pig was still hanging from the corner of his mouth, so he was too embarrassed to refuse.
So... one night passed.
Mu Laodao Yun took Yu Xian to discuss Tao all night until dawn!
Yu Xian still has energy, but he really doesn't want to stay any longer.
He heard the rooster crow outside the mountain and said hurriedly: "Hey, fellow Taoist Yun, it's already dawn, so I should continue setting off."
While saying that, he didn't forget to kick the black cat!
This guy listened to their discussion as a lullaby and slept all night, snoring from time to time!
Yu Xian’s teeth were itching just looking at it!
If it weren't for this glutton, I would have had a good sleep last night!
"Eh!"
When Mu Lao Tao Yun heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Where are you going, fellow Taoist?"
With this attitude, it seems that no matter where Yu Xian says he wants to go, he will definitely say yes!
It seems that there is still a piece of dog skin plaster on it that cannot be shaken off...
"Luanshan Dynasty."
Yu Xian sighed helplessly and had no choice but to say: "Fellow Taoist, aren't you just on the way?"
"Hey! Exactly!"
Mu Lao Tao Yun said excitedly: "Didn't the Demon Lord come into being in the Luan Mountain Dynasty? I'm just going to have a look, fellow Taoist, are you with me?"
"OK!"
Before Xian could answer, the black cat jumped directly onto his shoulder and said for him: "You can go with me, but you have to grill us every day!"
"It's done!"
Mu·Lao Dao·Yun smiled and said: "To be honest, Lao Tao, I made my fortune by making barbecue before practicing Buddhism, so I just want to practice my skills!"