It was natural for Master Arrogant to seek out Master Kuangjue. Su Jing stood at the entrance of the cave and did not dare to make any mistakes. After straightening his clothes, he said loudly: "Disciple Su Jing of Mount Li is asking for an audience. I am taking the liberty of visiting. Please forgive me, Master of the cave."
After shouting and waiting for a while, a fierce voice came from the cave: "Who is making noise outside my Tianxiang Mansion? Are you tired of living?" As soon as the voice fell, a Taoist appeared at the entrance of the cave.
The Taoist has a tall and thin figure. He wears a green Taoist robe made of unknown materials. It is thinner and floatier than silk. It is as light as an onion robe and looks cool. The Taoist's face is not ordinary long, and is even more strange.
The most striking thing about his face is that there is a hint of turquoise under the bridge of his nose. From his eyes to the hairline, it is white and pure without a trace of blood. Then there is this man's hair, which is neither crowned nor tied into a bun, but it is not loose and hanging down his shoulders.
, the burnt brown hair that is more than a foot long stands upright, like wires.
Since entering the spiritual path, Su Jing has seen a lot of demons, ghosts, and spiritual weirdos, but he has never seen one with a double-colored face.
The green-robed Taoist looked at Su Jing and said before the young man could speak: "Tianxiang Mansion never sees outsiders. Seeing that you are young, I forgive you for not knowing. You can go back and forth from wherever you are. I won't send you far!"
Now that Su Jing is here, he must try his best to meet the real master. He immediately smiled and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, but..."
Before he could get down to business, another old voice came from the cave: "No buts, leave quickly!" As he spoke, another person walked out of the cave, this time an old monk.
A layer of turmeric color oozed out from the monk's skin, and there were dense wrinkles on his hands, face and even his bald head. The wrinkles were so deep that they almost obscured his appearance.
The yellow-robed monk stood side by side with his companion, staring at Su Jing with his dim yellow eyes, full of hostility.
The old monks don't look like humans, they are mostly spirits. This is not surprising. Most advanced monks will raise some mandrills and wild ghosts to guard the cave. Su Jing himself has a large group of demon slaves. But so far, Su
Jing still couldn't confirm whether this 'Tianxiang Mansion' had anything to do with the 'Little Master', so he patiently calmed down and continued to say politely: "I came down to Ningcui Po to find the person but failed, so I would like to ask the two immortals to give me some advice.
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"I don't know, I don't know!" The old monk in yellow robe was even more impatient than the Taoist priest: "Stop making noise and get out of here quickly. If you say another word, you will also have a taste of the pain of the frying pan!"
"Oil pan?" Su Jing seemed startled and repeated the monk's words: "Let me also taste the pain of oil pan?" The word 'ye' was accented.
The yellow-robed monk waved his sleeves and said, "If you know how powerful this is, get out of here."
Su Jing's brows furrowed slightly, and the confusion in his eyes quietly disappeared, becoming bright and clear: "I don't understand, where does 'ye' come from? Has anyone else been fucked by the two of you before me?
?Or, you often drag people into the frying pan?"
Su Jing may not care about the rude words, after all, he came to the door rashly. But if these two monsters set up a hot pot and treat the living people like fried dough sticks, Su Jing would not be polite.
The big black eagle is following Su Jing. When serving his master, he is not as versatile as the good demon slave Liuliang. He usually does not take the initiative to interrupt, but he also has his own rules. The rules of Heifengsha are very simple: If the master is not angry, I will be fine.
, Su Jing turned against me and I tried my best.
When he saw Su Jing's question, Heifengsha immediately shouted, his demonic power bloomed, and the clear sky suddenly became full of demonic winds! Heifengsha is a five-spirit-level spirit, and his level is not too high, but he has been in the Great Sage in recent years.
Jue practiced in the Paradise of Cave Heaven and practiced the righteous method given by Patriarch Lu. His arrogance in anger was far beyond that of ordinary spirits.
The green-robed Taoist showed no fear on his face and sneered at the big black eagle: "What a flat-haired beast who doesn't know the heights of the sky!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and lifted the thin onion-skin Taoist robe in his hand, and a spicy smell suddenly filled the air, thick and thick.
The strong smell lingered even in the strong wind! It was obvious at a glance that this Taoist robe was his magic weapon.
The yellow-robed monk did not take the magic weapon, but rubbed his bald head vigorously with his big hands. Every time he touched his bald head, the top of his head became brighter, and in a short time, his head became smooth and shiny.
Su Jingcai didn't bother to find out what kind of spell the other party used. He turned over his hand and revealed Dou Kui Ming Mingzun. He activated the spell in his heart. A string of childish laughter rang out in the dark. It was extremely joyful but also extremely sad. In an instant, it was green.
Thousands of trees in the mountains are desolate, and a cold atmosphere envelopes all directions!
The old monk in yellow robe was the real thing. When he saw the small incense burner in Su Jing's hand and felt the sinister wind around him, he immediately exclaimed: "Dou Kui Mingming Zun? Who are you?"
The horror on the green-robed Taoist's face flashed across his face, and he first greeted his companion: "Who cares who he is!" Then he turned his evil eyes, glared at Su Jingsen and sneered: "Xianjia, what do you want to ask?"
Su Jing didn't realize it for a moment, and the old Taoist gave in. At this moment, a smiling kid suddenly jumped out of the void.
The kid with a smile on his face was not amazing in appearance, and all the murders in the sky were wiped out after he appeared. It was hard to tell how capable he was, but he only raised his eyes and glanced. Su Jing felt his heart tightening, and the blood in his body felt like
They were all eroded by Yin Qi, and his scalp was so cold that his scalp exploded. With a bang, the protective red flames automatically jumped out of the Protector.
The kid went straight to the point and asked Su Jing: "Who to kill?"
Su Jing replied: "Wait a minute." Then he looked at the monk and the Taoist: "Let's make the word 'ye' clear first."
Moye Lanqi once said that the evil ghost summoned by Su Jing by activating Ming Ming Zun is a bit worse than the protective nine-tailed fox planted by the mysterious girl for him, but even so, it is an extremely dangerous thing.
The old Taoist monk is as different as a cloud of clay. If you dare to take action now, you are really seeking death.
There is a huge difference in strength. How can the two people in Tianxiang Mansion dare to make a mistake? The old monk in yellow robe sighed deeply and responded: "The great furnace of heaven and earth, everyone is in the cauldron. All living things and souls are in the oil cauldron, but there are only some people."
I know that there are people who are in chaos, but the donor is still young and doesn’t know.”
How could such a cloudy and foggy rhetoric be fooled? Su Jing laughed.
Lord Mingming and the kid who was summoned smiled in agreement, and the two people in Tianxiang Mansion looked indescribably ferocious, especially that kid, who was not only vicious but also very funny. He stretched out his hand towards the open space next to him, and everyone just felt a
A wave of heat hit my face, and when I looked where he was pointing, an oil pan appeared out of thin air. There was a fire under it, and the hot oil in the pan was boiling.
The kid laughed: "Hot oil and frying are our ancestral craftsmanship and our specialty!"
The green-robed old man became anxious and scolded the monk angrily: "How long have you been talking about useless things?" After saying that, he turned to Su Jing and said: "That word 'ye' was not meant by others, let alone what we used to say.
To drag someone into a frying pan. The reason for the word 'ye' is that we, our fellow tribesmen, our descendants and descendants have been suffering in the frying pan for generations to come!"
I don’t know what method he used, but the smiling kid seemed to be able to distinguish the authenticity of what the Taoist said. He nodded and said with a smile: "They are telling the truth, but they can’t blame others. They were born to be in the frying pan. They were born to be in the mess."
Ingredients for the frying pan!”
Su Jingze was stunned, his clan had been put into the frying pan for generations, what a tragedy this was, he frowned and asked the old man, "Why is this happening?"
Without waiting for the two monks to answer, the kid laughed loudly and said to Su Jing: "It's useless for you to have Mingming Zun on you, but your eyesight is so poor. Couldn't you see that these two monsters, one is a spirit cultivated by green onions, and the other is a thousand-year-old monster?"
Old ginger refines the human form! Who cooks vegetables and makes soup without adding some green onions and ginger to enhance the flavor?"
Su Jing laughed in astonishment and blurted out: "Can green onion and ginger become a spirit?" He looked at the two of them carefully, and sure enough, the Taoist was like a green onion, and the monk was like a piece of turmeric. Look at the stone tablet at the entrance of the 'Tianxiang Mansion' cave, the world is full of smells,
If the Original Fragrance of Heaven and Earth were to add a side dish of "Green Pot with Ginger", it would truly be considered complete.
The old Taoist Cong looked unhappy: "I promised the wisteria to cultivate demons and the laurel to become a spirit. Why can't we Congjiang attain the Tao? The way of heaven is just and all things compete with each other. We are also living beings in this universe, so we naturally have the opportunity to cultivate heaven and realize the Tao!
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Monk Jiang had a sad expression on his face: "The onion and ginger clan cannot escape the pain of frying and pan-frying. I only hope that one day I will gain great power and change the taste of people all over the world."
Su Jing really didn't know what to say, so he coughed and said to the smiling kid: "There's no need to kill anyone. You can go back."
The kid smiled and shook his head: "Is this your first time using Mingming Zun? You still don't know the rules. Now that I'm here, I have to kill people. It's okay if you don't kill them. Just let me kill you. You yourself
Take your pick, I won’t pick.”
"Go, don't make trouble, and leave quickly." Su Jing was not worried at all. This weapon of Ming Mingzun was not a joke. When he was given the gift, he had repeatedly confirmed this treasure with the 'Master Wife', and he was not worried about it at all.
Bewitch.
"Oh." The kid failed to trick someone into killing people, so he said sarcastically: "You're a boring person with Ming Mingzun and you're not ruthless." As he said that, he was about to leave the world. But just as he was about to leave, a young woman suddenly appeared.
A voice came from a high place: "Shout, fight, kill, and leave whenever you want. Is there anything cheap in Ningcui Po?"
His voice was clear and pleasant, but his tone was dull, as if he had no interest in the matter in front of him.
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The leader of this chapter has been updated, and I would like to thank ‘Uncle God of War’ again for becoming the leader of the Ascension Evil Alliance.
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