MTL - Marrying the Useless Man whose Spiritual Platform is Broken-Chapter 41 Leverage
A mountain ghost and several ghosts conspired chatteringly, and finally decided on two strategies.
The first way is to entrust a dream to the people who are having a hard time in those days, let them go into the mountains to dig treasures, and what they dig is the money that Mu Qinglan and the others buried.
In this way, the common people can get benefits, and the common people can believe in them more when they get benefits.
Of course, they also understand the principle of promoting Mien and fighting Michou. If you give too much, you will not give it later, and it is easy to be discarded and enshrined in the ranking.
But they really need faith now, especially Mu Qinglan.
The second way is to ask the guardians of each family to entrust a dream, telling them that as long as they worship the mountain god, the crops will be in good weather next year, and the hunters and woodcutters who enter Xiangjun Mountain to hunt and chop firewood will not have to worry about wild beasts.
Everyone agrees on the first method, which is just to bury some silver coins in the ground, and then ask someone to dig them, and they have the money. But the second method is to control the beasts without attacking people. This is what they have been doing all the time.
"But it's a bit ridiculous to bless the weather." The snake girl's eyes are so wide open, it's like one in the south and the other in the north.
Such an appearance made her look very naive, and she spoke straightforwardly, "You are just a mountain ghost, you really think of yourself as a mountain god. Can you control the rainfall? You don't even know a dragon."
Mu Qinglan was not shocked, but shifted her gaze to the male and female vixen, and said, "Fox Immortal, don't you know a Xihe water boa?"
"It's quite close to Xiangjun Mountain. There are many fields and sandy fields around Xiangjun Mountain. No matter how much rain there is, there is no flood. The most is drought every year."
Mu Qinglan said: "It will be really dry at that time, if you let that water lizard spit out some water, at least it will be able to transform a dragon in the future, it will definitely not take much effort to spit out some water."
After Mu Qinglan finished speaking, a group of spirits and monsters agreed, those who could speak human language spoke human language, and those who could not speak human language directly expressed their agreement on twitter.
"Bah!" The vixen named Hu Daxian glared at Mu Qinglan with his hips on his hips, sharply glanced past everyone who agreed, and said sharply, "All of you heartless people know that the water pheasant is plotting against me. Going to beg him, isn't it like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?!"
"Isn't this a stopgap measure? Did you tell me how to deal with that water gecko?" Mu Qinglan said, "You're hanging on to him."
"He turned into a man, a man! I am also a man, how can I hang him? Tell me how I can hang him! I like women!"
"Doesn't the water squirrel also know that you are a male fox? The water squirrel might be a good Longyang." Huang Daxian, who has a mischievous eyebrow, said.
"He's nice to me! Get the **** out of here! Don't want me to betray my appearance to a stinky man!"
Mu Qinglan didn't speak, and a group of spirits began to persuade, chirping and chirping, the entire Xiangjun Mountain, not to mention how lively it was.
This is the mountain that Mu Qinglan has been practicing for a long time. It is not a spiritual mountain, but it is very large, with lush vegetation and fat animals.
She handed over the task of persuading Great Immortal Hu to other people, and she relied on recovering her ghost body, rose high, and looked around with her neck stretched in the direction of Beisong Mountain.
Nature sees nothing.
But after the confession was made, Mu Qinglan couldn't help but wonder, what is Huo Jue's recovery like?
Has the rebirth lotus been sent back? If Huo Jue's memory was changed by Lilu's blood, if he completely forgot about himself, what would she say to attract his attention when we meet again after she recovers her body?
Mu Qinglan was not afraid that the two of them would get to know each other again, but she was afraid that at that time, if Huo Jue had recovered his former cultivation, what would happen if he saw that she was a mountain ghost and refused to accept her.
Mu Qinglan was floating in the air, worrying about the direction of Beisong Mountain for a while, and thinking about the completion of the sacrifice for a while, Huo Jue would definitely wait until the rebirth, Lian couldn't help but rejoice.
Anyway, as long as they are alive, there will always be a chance to meet each other. Even if Huo Jue forgot about him, it doesn't matter.
But did Huo Jue really forget all about it?
Perhaps memory can be extracted, but many natural reactions of the body cannot be changed at all.
Soon after Huo Jue woke up, another five days passed, October 20th. If calculated according to the time when Mu Qinglan was married, it would be two full months until this day.
There were so many things that happened in the past two months, so much that even though Huo Jue's memory was pulled out, he didn't remember Mu Qinglan, but he would still involuntarily do some strange things and come up with some strange thoughts.
For example, when he was drawing a talisman, he always felt that there should be someone standing beside him to prepare the talisman water for him.
Huo Jue was sitting in a wheelchair, his slim figure shrouded in inexplicable loneliness. He often stopped painting while he was painting, staring at the empty place beside him in a daze.
For example, every time his body is dirty and it is not suitable to use the Lingfu to clean up the dirt on his body, he will feel that someone should perform a few cleaning techniques on his head in time, instead of asking him to wash himself.
For example, every time Huo Jue took a bite of something delivered by the dining hall, he felt that the taste was not right and put it down angrily.
In just ten or so days, Huo Jue was clearly born, and he clearly maintained the speed of five declines. But day after day, he seemed to have been taken out of the shell of his spirit, becoming thinner and more depressed and reticent day by day.
His heart was empty, and there seemed to be only a piece of dry bone coke left in the whole flesh and blood shell.
He numbly dealt with the affairs of the sect, other than that, he was in a daze most of the time. He felt that he had lost something very important, but his mind was empty, and he couldn't even find a reference for his thoughts.
He was exquisite and sweet-hearted, and felt that something was wrong, and asked Duan Qinxuan if there should be someone by his side, Duan Qinxuan flatly denied it. Huo Jue was silent for a long time that night, and said dryly, "Then why did I lose Yuanyang? Where did my Yingyingzi sword go?"
His natal sword is the son-mother sword, both named Yingying, but now the son sword in the heavy sword of the mother sword is gone.
Huo Jue couldn't remember when he took out Yingyingzijian, now his natal sword became an empty shell with him, empty inside.
Duan Qinxuan was speechless when he heard the words, his expression was ferocious.
In the end, Huo Jue didn't ask any more questions, he just sat by the window all night.
Sometimes Duan Qinxuan came to report to Huo Jue what happened at the door, and she even felt a little resentful towards Mu Qinglan in her heart. Although Huo Jue was originally deserted, he definitely did not look like a walking corpse like this.
"In the next few days, all the disciples will be recalled to the mountain, and those who have not come back will probably not come back." Duan Qinxuan said, "Junior brother, the rebirth lotus has not been sent back, is it really necessary to seal the mountain?"
Huo Jue said: "I would like to trouble my senior sister to explain to the disciples in the mountain that the mountain is about to be closed. If any of them want to go down the mountain to find another way out, don't stop them, so I can send some spirit stones down the mountain."
"Junior brother." Duan Qinxuan called Huo Jue, looked at his gloomy profile, but didn't know what to say.
She dared not tell Huo Jue about Mu Qinglan's existence. She understood Huo Jue's temperament, and it was precisely because of this that she agreed to Mu Qinglan's request to withdraw from Huo Jue's memory.
With Huo Jue's temperament, if he knew that his current lingering life was obtained by the sorcery of offering life and the sacrifice of a mountain ghost who is not even a human being, he would kill himself without hesitation.
But when people get acquainted, know each other, and even love each other, everything they experience, although it will pass, although it will become the past. But those pasts are the composition of life, an inseparable past and part of everyone.
She extracted a piece of Mu Qinglan from the end of Huo Jue's memory, so why didn't she cut off a part of Huo Jue with her own hands?
Duan Qinxuan felt pain, but also regretted it.
But again, she would still make the same choice as Huo Yuanfei back then.
Because when a person dies, there is really nothing left.
Duan Qinxuan left in response, but actually did not call the disciple back as soon as Huo Jue said, nor did he tell the disciple that he would close the mountain.
Things have come to this point, if the mountain is closed without waiting for the rebirth lotus, wouldn't Mu Qinglan's sacrifice be in vain?
Yes, Duan Qinxuan felt that Mu Qinglan had lied to her, and she thought that Mu Qinglan was dead. She sent her disciples to Xiangjun Mountain, and there was no ghost aura on that mountain at all.
Little did they know that Mu Qinglan and her fairies were not in the mountains at all. They are busy dreaming everywhere, conquering many believers, enshrining more incense for them, and providing them with more faith.
Under the active activities of a bunch of great fairies, Mu Qinglan's first mountain temple was built soon.
A very simple temple, built with a few boards and some broken stones. It was a few villagers who had the same dream, felt that the matter was mysterious, and indeed dug money in the mountain, and built the mountain temple spontaneously.
Inside is a clay-bodied mountain god.
Mu Qinglan's soul was indeed much stronger because of this mud tire, but she squatted in front of a mountain **** temple that even a child could not enter, and looked at the mountain **** clay sculpture that was crumpled inside, which was similar to the village head king Ergou, and she fell into a rut. meditation.
"Won't this mud tire affect my appearance?" Mu Qinglan was very worried. She has never seen God, and no one in this world has.
But there are so many gods enshrined in the mortal world, presumably they all look like the Changjin body?
She doesn't want to have the pockmarked face of the village head king Ergou, how can Huo Jue fall in love with her like that!
"Oh, don't worry." The snake girl has grown her legs, and the distance between her eyes may have been adjusted according to her human appearance, so she looks much better. A pair of hanging eyes blinked very charmingly, and said, "The gods in the temple must look different from the golden body."
"I can adjust my appearance by myself. A fairy has become a god. It's not just how good-looking it is!"
Mu Qinglan was actually persuaded.
She breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her still translucent body, and said, "We have to speed up and expand the number of believers."
"Don't worry, I'm all busy. You created all the monsters in the mountain. They all remember your kindness. They will definitely not be lazy if they can help you."
Mu Qinglan looked in the direction of Beisong Mountain again, feeling sick with longing, almost unable to hold on.
Huo Jue was almost unable to hold on anymore.
He touched the empty natal epee all day long, and he was about to sit himself like a living stone statue.
Often lying there at night, he just felt that the narrow bed was empty, as if there should be someone around him clinging to him. He once bound his hands with his own hair band, and then felt this solid and strange heartache in a daze, and stayed up all night again.
There were too many things that were wrong around him, but when he asked Qu Shuang and Duan Qinxuan, they refused to say anything.
No one would tell him the truth. I only advised him to wait for the rebirth lotus to be sent back.
But day after day, Huo Jue really wanted to tell them that he didn't want to live.
He was getting thinner and thinner day by day, and his vitality was slowly disappearing at the same time.
One day, Duan Qinxuan came to discuss matters in the family with him again, and was surprised to see that he had a strand of snow-colored white hair on his temples.
Duan Qinxuan hurriedly checked Huo Jue's Lingfu, but found that his Lingfu was still in the state after giving birth, and had never declined.
Then his gray hair is just because his mind and mind are exhausted, his body is not dead, and his mind is already exhausted.
Duan Qinxuan felt extremely sad, she finally let go and said to Huo Jue: "Junior Brother, I will tell you everything when you reshape your body. No matter what you decide then, I will not stop you."
Even if Huo Jue wanted to go with Mu Qinglan this time, Duan Qinxuan would not stop him.
Hearing this, Huo Jue just glanced at Duan Qinxuan slightly sideways, and then said in a low voice, "Okay."
October thirty. Before Beisongshan could wait for the rebirth lotus to be sent back, hundreds of scattered sects came to join the crusade.
The former elder Li Shan of the Tianyuan Sword Sect reunited with his disciples at the foot of Beisong Mountain, forcing Huo Jue to relinquish his position as head and accept the punishment of violating righteousness and morality and Jianzong's mountain rules.
These people, headed by Elder He Ze, gathered at the foot of Beisong Mountain, accusing Huo Jue of colluding with monsters to harm the same sect, and released a photo from the Dao Soul Shield.
In the picture, Huo Jue was sitting in a wheelchair, and when he raised his hand, thousands of trees and vines behind him rushed towards the people in the house.
Seeing this, the scattered cultivators and the ex-elders of the former Tianyuanjian sect were even more excited, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation. But because there are hundreds of puppets guarding the gate of Beisong Mountain, they dare not go up the mountain rashly, and they don't know the secret order of the rune formation that has been revised.
The royal family sent thousands of cavalry to surround the mountain and demanded that Beisongshan release the innocent guards stationed by the royal family in Beisongshan.
The Mu family even produced evidence that a daughter of the Mu family named "Mu Qinglan" was murdered and replaced, accusing Huo Jue of colluding with evil spirits to replace the daughter of the Mu family and killing hundreds of members of the Mu family's offshoots.
He even bit back at Huo Jue for violating the vows made by the heads of the two families, and ordered Mu Qinglan to attack Mu Wanran on the eve of their wedding, and marry Beisongshan on her behalf.
Now the Mu family is clamoring for Huo Jue to hand over the evil Mu Qinglan.
As the saying goes, everyone pushes against the wall, and Elder He Ze's piece of evidence that "Huo Jue" manipulated the tree vines can be regarded as nailing the fact that Huo Jue conspired with evil spirits.
Almost all the scattered sects of Beisong Kingdom united to crusade against the No. 1 Sword Sect Master, and demanded that the Tianyuan sword be sent to the Mu family of Beisong Kingdom, station guards for the royal family, and give an explanation to the Righteous Way of the World!
And early in the morning, after this matter was reported to Huo Jue, Huo Jue was silent for a long time, and only asked, "Who is Mu Qinglan?"
Duan Qinxuan and Qu Shuang were all silent, and even the elder Guan Zishi of Yushan turned his eyes away.
Huo Jue pursed his lips, and said: "If I really colluded with the evil spirits, then hand me over."
Duan Qinxuan was stunned: "Junior Brother! What are you talking about!"
Qu Shuang also stood up in a hurry, and growled, "I'll drive them away!"
"The big formation won't last long, and it's too late to seal the mountain now." Huo Jue said calmly, "Senior Sister, we really have nowhere to go this time. We have to hand me over, maybe we can keep the Tianyuan Sword Sect."
Huo Jue paused at this point, and then said: "Didn't you always want to close the mountain? I know that all the disciples have not returned to the mountain, so they can't be sealed."
Duan Qinxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head guiltily.
Huo Jue continued: "Then hand me over. Anyway, I am a useless person. The head of the Tianyuan Sword Sect can be made by a senior sister. No matter in terms of qualifications or cultivation, it is not the turn of those clamoring elders. "
"At that time, if they have nothing to say, the Tianyuan Sword Sect will be able to keep it."
"Junior brother, stop talking!" Duan Qinxuan interrupted Huo Jue panting heavily.
She said: "Let's think of other ways, how about sending the spirit bird to Wuxiandi again!"
No one in the room spoke, and hundreds of puppets were left to help guard the mountain. Infernal Land is also known as Infernal Hell, the supreme being in Infernal Hell, does she really think she is a good person who comes and goes as soon as she is called?
"Anyway, there are still hundreds of puppets blocking it, and that's the handiwork of the Valley Master Wujian. I don't believe that those mobs down the mountain dare to do anything!"
Duan Qinxuan said angrily: "It's really impossible to let my father out to fight, and he will be considered a crime and a meritorious service."
This is using his father as a mount or a weapon.
The group failed to reach a conclusion, and the clamoring outside could not be heard in the mountains anyway. The disciples were nervous for a few days, and apart from strengthening the formation, they stopped scolding them at the entrance of the formation.
Huo Jue asked Duan Qinxuan to hand over himself several times to take over as the head of Beisong Mountain, but Duan Qinxuan sternly refused all of them. Going to the forbidden area every day to lobby her father to work hard for the now precarious Beisong Mountain.
Duan Zhen heard the veins on his forehead jumping up and down, glaring at Duan Qinxuan and said: "If you really love your junior brother, you can tie him up and take over the position of head, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds!"
Duan Qinxuan's face was numb, and he didn't bother to explain, but Luo Feng, who was also imprisoned in the forbidden area, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Then he thought that Duan Qinxuan wanted him to give up because he liked the young master, so he yelled at Duan Qinxuan with tears in his eyes: "Master! Let me out, I will never die with them!"
Duan Qinxuan left the forbidden area exhausted. Although the disciples in the sect did not go to the mountain gate to scold those people, there was an atmosphere of panic in the gate.
Everyone knows that the big formation won't last long, and there are too many people coming this time.
If the opponent really started to attack without hesitation, it would be a matter of time before Beisong Mountain would be leveled. And they had no other way to save themselves except to send out the spirit bird for help in vain.
Under such an anxious stalemate, the door became more and more chaotic. Seeing that the people from the Tianyuan Sword Sect couldn't shrink back, the people outside really started to attack the puppets in front of the formation.
The puppets' abilities were limited, and more than half of them fell quickly. Seeing this, they were even more like a group of uncivilized apes, roaring and killing harder.
These are all subordinates of Wu Jiangu Supreme. Some of these loose sects would not be able to go to Wu Jiangdi. How much they hate Qin Miaoyan's eyes, and how happy they are to kill her puppets.
Soon the large formation was also attacked, and wave after wave of runes flowed in the formation to counterattack.
The turmoil among the sects reached a peak, and the disciples who were not determined and feared that they would be murdered as colluding with evil and evil accomplices united together and asked to leave the mountain at this juncture!
After Duan Qinxuan found out, he was so angry that he almost killed them all!
But they also have a reason for doing this, the building will fall, and no one wants to be buried under it, and they saw the disturbing photo of Elder He Ze projected on the big formation.
They don't believe that the young head is colluding with evil spirits, but it is clear on the screen that the young head manipulated the tree vines to trap the disciples of Hezeyuan and the royal guards.
This photo session completely disturbed the minds of the Tianyuan Sword Sect disciples.
And no matter how Qu Shuang explained that the tree vine was the cedar tree spirit, the disciples all had a sullen face, and just asked to go out of the mountain.
Due to internal and external troubles, Duan Qinxuan could only suppress them violently first.
Huo Jue gave the order to die when several people agreed on a solution for the unknown number of times, and handed him over to those people when the formation was broken.
The remaining Beisongshan disciples went to find their own way of life.
Duan Qinxuan's eyes were red, and she wanted to refute, but Huo Jue raised her hand to stop her.
At this time, the runes of the big formation were activated again, and the red-golden runes flowed on the entire Beisong Mountain. They had just repaired this formation, and now it seems that they will not be able to keep it again.
Everyone felt extremely sad for a moment.
At this moment, suddenly a little disciple rushed in to deliver a message.
"Outside, outside!" The little disciple blushed, not knowing whether he was anxious or excited, and shouted, "Two dragons are coming outside!"
"One black and one white, hovering above the formation!"
"The black dragon and the white dragon... are the Immortal Lord Yan Ling!"
Duan Qinxuan showed ecstasy on his face, and said to Huo Jue: "The Immortal Master Yanling is here, he must be here to send the rebirth lotus, junior brother, you are saved, and the sect is also saved!"
"Qu Shuang, follow me and take my disciples out to meet the Immortal Lord Yanling!"
Huo Jue was slightly startled, did Immortal Master Yanling really come?
He steered the wheelchair to the window, opened the window and looked up towards the formation.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and there was a gust of wind within the formation. Outside the formation with runes flowing, there were indeed two dragons, one black and one white, swimming in mid-air.
The mountain wind was mixed with refreshing snow foam, and it burrowed into Huo Jue's collar. He shrank slightly, looking at the sky with sudden changes, his expression was not a bit happy.
"It's Immortal Master Yan Ling and her Taoist companion." Elder Yushan had been quietly staying in the room all this time, when he saw Huo Jue open the window, he came over and put a fox fur on him.
The people gathered outside the formation were having a good time killing them, countless Sanzong disciples pointed their weapons at the Beisongshan formation, and formed an attack formation according to Elder He Ze's instructions, intending to tear the formation apart.
But just when they worked together to break through the formation, suddenly a strong wind swept by and dark clouds suddenly arrived.
The dragon chant broke out from the clouds, instantly frightening everyone's minds.
Soon two white dragons, one black and one white, soared down into the sky, swooping towards the crowd—
In today's comprehension world, only in the battle between gods and demons, the immortal master Yan Ling who defeated the demon **** Wan Qixiu and the spiritual pet of her Taoist companion are the giant dragons that penetrate the heavens and the earth.
One black and one white, just like the black and white impermanence lock across the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and the coercion that passed by swept like a landslide and tsunami—these scattered monks, even the elders of the former Tianyuan Sword Sect, All of them rolled so hard that their throats were fishy and sweet, and they rolled on the ground.
The heroic and unparalleled cavalry of the royal family turned their backs on their horses and discarded their helmets and armor, crawling on the ground to escape for their lives.
Soon a wisp of black mist condensed into a human body in the mid-air, with black robes and black hair, red eyes, no doubt it was a demon from the Explosive Spirit Realm.
He stepped directly on top of the Beisong Mountain Formation, ignoring the demonic energy rapidly corroded by the formation because of his demon body.
His blood-red lips curled up slightly, and his eyes, which were as gorgeous as blades, stared down at a group of mobs crawling around on the ground below.
His well-shaped lips moved slightly, and the coercive demonic energy rippling from his body was like a spider web, sticking and crushing all the crawling insects below.
"A group of pheasants are making noise."
After he finished speaking, he didn't care that the lower-level monks vomited blood and fell into a coma. Instead, he turned his head slightly and looked at a slender figure who had fallen into the formation.
That figure was wearing a light blue uniform of the Hengjue Sect, and was walking inside with a few disciples of the Tianyuan Sword Sect.
This appearance has crushed thousands of monks and mortals to the point where he has no power to fight back. When he saw that figure, his eyes as sharp as knives overflowed with endless tenderness and lingering affection.
He said to the figure in the Lingtai: "Sister, hurry up, I want to go back with you early."
The elder sister he was talking about was none other than Immortal Master Yan Ling—that is, Yan Chun, the current head of the Hengjue Sect.
When she heard Yin Yuchen's words in the Lingtai, she paused her footsteps, her brows softened again, and she said, "Okay. We'll go back after delivering the things."
Yan Chun followed Duan Qinxuan towards Sushuang Pavilion where Huo Jue was. After entering the door, everyone around Huo Jue retreated, leaving only the two of them in the room.
Huo Jue looked at Yan Chun, and Yan Chun also looked at Huo Jue.
After a while, it was Yan Chun who spoke first, and she said: "Actually, it's not a big deal if the Lingfu is broken, you can just see some people around you clearly."
Yan Chun said: "I have also been broken, but that's all."
Yan Chun didn't say anything more, and took out a bowl from the storage ring. Inside the bowl was a lotus flower with a bud already formed on it.
This lotus looks really ordinary, without any brilliance, it looks like an ordinary lotus.
"Return to the original owner." Yan Chun put the rebirth lotus on the table.
Huo Jue glanced at the reborn lotus on the table, and asked Yan Chun: "Does the Immortal Master Yanling want the Tianyuan Sword Sect of Beisong Mountain, and join the Hengjue Sect in the future?
Huo Jue looked gloomy, he really has nowhere to go now, everyone wants to step on the Tianyuan Sword Sect and get a share of the pie. To him, this rebirth lotus was a life-saving straw.
Moreover, the dragon hovering above the big formation outside is also helping Beisongshan drive away those united loose sects.
Huo Jue thought for a long time why the Hengjue faction was willing to return the rebirth lotus.
At the beginning, the rebirth lotus was snatched by the demon **** Wan Qixiu and passed through the hands of the Dao Hengjue faction. It was normal for them not to return it. Huo Jue couldn't think of any other reason except that the Hengjue Sect wanted the Northern Songshan Tianyuan Sword Sect to join the Hengjue Sect and become the Sword Sect of the Hengjue Sect.
Unexpectedly, Yan Chun raised his eyebrows, and first let go of his aura to check whether his vinegar vat was tracking her with magic energy, and then he said in relief: "I know you are curious about why I help you, to be honest, you are a bit like my elder brother." Senior brother, I always feel that people like you who are full of righteousness in the world are suitable to be immortal heads."
Yan Chun said: "You also know about the battle between immortals and demons. My senior brother accidentally became a demon. It's a pity. You are doing well."
Yan Chun patted Huo Jue on the shoulder, smiled at him, and disappeared into a cloud of spiritual mist on the spot.
Huo Jue stared blankly at the reborn lotus on the table for a long time, until Duan Qinxuan outside the door and they couldn't wait any longer. Asked a young disciple to come in and pour tea under an excuse, only to find that Immortal Master Yan Ling had already left.
Duan Qinxuan rushed in and said, "Junior Brother! Reborn Lotus..."
She looked at the reborn lotus on the table, and she burst into tears as she watched.
Duan Qinxuan choked up and said: "Junior brother, there is a flower bud..."
Her voice trembled, "There is a flower bud! You don't have to wait! You will be able to reshape your body soon!"
A group of people came in with a huff and looked around the rebirth lotus. At this time, Qu Shuang, who was guarding outside, also came in to report: "Young master, those scattered monks and royal guards have all retreated!"
The crisis is temporarily resolved. Huo Jue also hooked his lower lip slightly.
But the smile was too fast, and it disappeared in a flash. He quickly pursed his lips, looked away from the rebirth lotus, and looked out of the window at the sky that lit up again after the two dragons followed their master.
Huo Jue has been thinking about a question, who is Mu Qinglan?
Why do I feel heart-piercing pain just hearing her name?
And Mu Qinglan is now in full swing leading her big fairies to make disciples.
It is too difficult to spread believers.
They had to think of other ways, always asking the people to go up the mountain to dig money, and they couldn't afford to bury it.
And the backlash came soon. Some poor farmers dug money out of the field and stopped doing production, always thinking about digging money in the field. If they couldn't dig it, they smashed the small temple of the mountain god.
Therefore, they discussed again for a long time with ghosts and goblins, and thought of a quick solution—
"Hey, mother, there is a little mud embryo behind this Empress of Songzi Guanyin..." A little girl who looked like a milk dumpling said, pointing to the Empress of Songzi in the main hall of the temple.
"Nonsense, lower your head, you can't look directly at the Bodhisattva, and you can't use your fingers! It's disrespectful!" The young woman who brought the little girl pressed down the little girl's hand, and said to the statue of Guanyin who sent the child while muttering , "Bodhisattva, don't blame me, bless me to give birth to a boy baby..."
The little girl didn't dare to point anymore, but she couldn't help but look up, only to see that the little clay statue next to the statue was gone!
Mu Qinglan manipulated her poor clay body to hide behind the Empress Songzi, finally heaving a sigh of relief.
She quickly escaped from the temple, went to a place far outside the temple, gathered with her big fairies, and couldn't help saying: "The monks who collect money in this temple are too unreliable!"
"Put my clay body beside the Empress Songzi, and let a little girl see it."
"Fortunately, at the temple Huang Daxian went to, the monk who collected the money directly set up a shrine for you. Anyway, it's good if someone worships."
"I think putting God of Wealth's side borrows the most power of faith!" Snake Girl blushed, "I hung my clay real body on the arm of God of Wealth, and now I feel full of strength!"
"I don't know how to transform a dragon, can I?" Snake Girl held her face and said.
"Don't dream." Mu Qinglan's body had condensed into a solid body, and she patted Snake Ji's wishful thinking face, and said, "I only know that yin and yang fish can transform dragons, and water gnats can also transform dragons after many years of cultivation." .”
"I haven't heard of any green bamboo-leaf snake that can transform a dragon."
"Okay, okay, this method seems to be feasible, but after all, it is a stolen belief power, so take it easy and don't mess around."
"I'm going to Beisong Mountain right now. Don't go to a temple that is too big, or you will be taken in by the Buddhist monks directly. Don't be greedy, borrow some faith in the small temple, and you can maintain your real body. Go up the mountain."
"Hey, hey," the vixen grabbed Mu Qinglan's arm and said worriedly, "You still have to find that heartless man!"
"You just condensed the truth with your strength. I don't know how long this borrowed faith can last. You went to the mountain and were scattered by people. Don't even return to Xiangjun Mountain with ghosts." !"
A group of spirits immediately agreed, and they all advised Mu Qinglan to wait.
Mu Qinglan really couldn't wait any longer.
She was very uneasy, it had been more than 20 days since she and Huo Jue separated, but Mu Qinglan felt as if two hundred years had passed.
In any case, she had to go back and look at him first.
Mu Qinglan urged the spirits to return to the mountain quickly, and hurried towards Beisong Mountain.
The spirits were worried about the truth that she had barely condensed, and they all followed her and chased her, heading towards Beisong Mountain——
