Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 268

"Master, look, the old monk took the little monk to the depths. Zixu said.

Lin Laodao pinched his fingers, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

"What is the purpose of taking a little novice into

the Land of Extreme Yin?" "Ah, the Land of Extreme Yin, Master, aren't they going to die?"

asked Zi Xuan puzzled.

Lin Laodao's eyes froze, and he patted Zixu's head.

"There will be something strange among them, and we will follow.

Zixu was stunned when he heard this, and blinked his eyes in confusion.

"Eh, don't we care about Uncle Shi

?" "Can't die, otherwise there will only be a paper doll asking for help?" If you really don't want to go, just go back and burn more paper money for him. The

corners of Zixu's mouth twitched, and he quickly followed Lin Laodao.

If Uncle Shi really died, he would definitely be cursed to death by you, Master! Uncle Shi

, you must go well, I will burn paper money for you in the future, as much as you want.

There is a debtor and a debtor, all this is what the master meant, you are a ghost, don't look for me!"

"Zixu, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Laodao turned his head and urged Zixu, who kept chattering in his mouth.

"Uh... It's nothing. I'll first recite the Sutra of Salvation to my uncle. Purple

Void sneered.

“...... Don't bother with that, he'll go to hell if you don't think about it.

Lin Laodao and Zixu each pasted a concealment talisman, and their aura converged and followed.

On the other side, Cheng Fan walked quickly through the mountains, killing more than ten bloody corpses one after another, and wiped out the eastern mountain range.

Most of these bloody corpses maintained their appearance before their deaths, and they were still wearing the Taoist robes of Yang Xiuguan.

Looking at their strength level, they are probably only at the level of the late stage of Qi training.

In Li Xiuyang's memory, his master and junior brother were all refined into blood corpses by him, and their strength was close to the late stage of foundation building.

But Cheng Fan searched for nearly half an hour, but there was no trace of them.

Just as Cheng Fan was about to expand the search range again, a streamer flew in and fell into his hand.

It was a messenger sent on the eve of the year, inviting Cheng Fan to the clouds to talk about it.

Cheng Fan put away the communication talisman and walked directly with the sword, and his figure disappeared into the sky in an instant.

......

"Little friend, Ben Long has slaughtered thirty-two bloody corpses, and the northern mountain range has been cleaned up!" Cheng

Fan had not yet arrived at the three of them, and heard the old dragon's loud voice from a distance.

Cheng Fan arched his hand and said with a smile: "The three seniors have worked hard. "

Why bother with a gesture?" the

old dragon proudly twisted a dragon's whisker.

Nian Suixi said with a smile: "I have also cleared the south, and I have checked back and forth several times, and there are no mistakes or omissions."

"Hey, the west side is also cleared, thanks to Nian Daoyou, if he hadn't helped the handle, the old man's waist would have been broken.

Lord Stove rubbed his old waist, looking tired, and the smell of incense around him was much lighter than before.

Cheng Fan was slightly stunned, will the incense gods also feel tired?

In the past, when Cheng Fan saw them, he seemed to be radiant and energetic.

Cheng Fan suddenly remembered the first incense god he had encountered, the old mountain god of Wuzhen Mountain.

The old mountain god, who was dressed in a simple linen cloth and was hunched up, exuded a twilight aura all over his body.

At that time, the incense smell on the old mountain god's body was extremely weak, which meant that he had reached the end.

Tonight, the Lord of the Stove must have consumed a lot of incense power.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fan was suddenly in awe.

Lord Zao seemed to see the change in Cheng Fan's eyes, and smiled open-mindedly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Let Xiaoyou see and laugh, this god can't disobey the old, especially this waist strength, it's really not as good as before. Cheng

Fan: "... I'll bake two skewers of big kidneys for you when I go back. "

Oh, that's a good feeling! I have to make up for it.

When everyone heard this, they burst out laughing.

After laughing, Cheng Fan took the initiative to talk about the monks and Taoist priests he met.

Nian Suixi raised his eyebrows, "So many people came to join in the fun, do you think they have the same purpose as us?"

Cheng Fan shook his head, "It's not a day or two since Li Xiuyang put the bloody corpse here, it's not surprising that it will be discovered."

"That Taoist priest is simple-minded, just to investigate zombies, but the old monk's purpose is unknown, and I can't see through him. Hearing

this, the old dragon clasped his hands to his chest and said with a smile: "These guys don't come early or late, but they bump into us, is it really such a coincidence?"

Seeing the narrow smiles on their faces, Cheng Fan didn't understand that he was being ridiculed by them.

They must have mastered something they didn't know.

Cheng Fan pretended not to know and nodded seriously: "It's really quite a coincidence."

"No, how can you think like that? Where in this world can there be such a coincidence?" the

old dragon scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and secretly poked and nodded at Cheng Fan.

"What day do you want to think about today?"

Hearing this, Cheng Fan nodded thoughtfully, and the old dragon suddenly cast an expectant glance at Cheng Fan.

Is that

word already on your lips? Say it, just say it!"

"Kindergarten starts? No, it's a few weeks away." The

old dragon was speechless for a while.

I don't want to think about where you are now, and you are still here thinking about your little padded jacket?"

To give you a hint, the answer is related to the holiday.

"That's Tanabata.

"No, it's not! Guess later, it has something to do with the stars.

Cheng Fan shook his head again and again.

"Can't guess. "

The yin qi is so heavy, don't you think of anything?"

No matter how the old dragon hinted at Cheng Fan, he guessed in the wrong place.

Nian Suixi looked at this pair of living treasures with amusement, and said with a smile: "Old Dragon, don't sell Guanzi." Don't you see it yet, Xiao Cheng is teasing you!"

The old dragon patted his head and glared at Cheng Fan.

"You kid, you obviously guessed that you still pretended to be garlic with Benlong!" Cheng

Fan touched his nose and said with a smile: "I only vaguely guessed some." Tonight is the night of the full moon, and the yin energy will indeed be stronger than usual. It's just that I don't know what this has to do with other Taoist friends coming here?"

Nian Suixi smiled and explained: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the moon at night is getting rounder and rounder.

"There is a large rice dumpling buried in this mountain, and as it absorbs more and more moonlight, it becomes more and more restless. Counting the days, it will be almost two days today and tomorrow, and this is the purpose of their trip. "

I see... Wait, big zongzi?"

It's a human-eating

zombie! Cheng Fan's eyes froze, and he asked, "Is it a real zombie? Not a blood corpse refined by Li Xiuyang?"

"That's right! It buries its bones in the extreme yin place, absorbs the moonlight and strengthens itself, it is a real zombie!"