Yun Qishen

Chapter 2243 Five Alchemists

The magic of Fuwa is usually used by the Taoist sects. They give birth to a pair of same-sex babies in the belly of a person who is destined to suffer a disaster, and then sit on both sides of the center of the formation, just to provide the earth's luck to the monks who are performing the magic to assist in their practice.

If a cultivator uses Fuwa to practice for a long enough time, his body can be sanctified.

But Fuwa usually does not live past the age of fourteen, so every fourteen years the cultivators have to move to another place and rearrange their formation for training.

The method to remove the Fuwa is neither simple nor easy. You just need to extract the fate of the two Fuwa and place them in the same body.

The simplicity lies in the simple method, while the complexity lies in the fusion of the two fates. If the two fates repel each other, the body that bears the fate will explode, and the two fates of Fuwa will also dissipate.

"So, we have to put Fuwa's life together. It's really troublesome."

Mo Ning complained. He didn't want to participate in the fusion of Fuwa's fate. If something went wrong in the end, Mo He would find it his fault. He didn't want to be scolded by his master.

Mo Ding looked serious, as if he had made some preparations. "But we have no choice but to do this for the mission."

Mo Langqin took a deep breath, frowned and continued, "How about this, leave the Fuwa matter to me, and you continue to complete other mission objectives. After completing the mission, go back to the Mo family and wait for me. I have some other things to deal with, so I may be back a little later."

"Okay." Mo Ning raised his hand to pick his ears. He flicked the earwax and looked at Mo Langqin with the same mocking attitude, "Mo Langqin, if you really can't handle it, you can also try to ask us for help. Haha, I'm leaving first."

Mo Langqin knew that Mo Ning was just talking empty words and he would not help. He was too busy avoiding these tasks.

Only after these apprentices of the Mo family left again did Mo Langqin breathe a sigh of relief.

"You're very brave!" He clenched his fist and shouted at the woods behind him, "How much did you hear?"

"Are you still hiding? Do I have to catch you out?"

As Mo Langqin spoke, he walked to the roots of a big tree. Yan Cang, wearing a white undershirt and covering his mouth, was curled up under the thick roots.

"If I hadn't used my ghost power to hide your breath, do you think you could still survive?" Mo Langqin pulled Yan Cang out from under the tree roots.

Yan Cang cried and begged for mercy, "Please forgive me, I really didn't hear anything!"

Mo Langqin's eyes were full of anger, and he grabbed Yan Cang's collar with more force, "How did you follow me here? And you left the village in the middle of the night and came here! This is definitely not a coincidence! Tell me! Who sent you here!"

"I..." Yan Cang sobbed and was completely speechless.

Mo Langqin threw Yan Cang to the ground and poked her throat with his nails, "Do you think I really don't dare to kill you?"

Yan Cang completely collapsed, with snot and saliva running down his face. "I don't want to die... please let me go... um..."

"Then tell me, who asked you to follow me?"

"No one... I came here by myself..."

Mo Langqin was very dissatisfied with this answer, but his ghost beast told him that Yan Cang did not lie.

"Why did you come? Just to follow me?" Mo Langqin retracted his nails and asked.

Yan Cang protected his throat with his hands, still sobbing, "I don't know... When I woke up, I was already here." "That's all."

Mo Langqin shook off his hand and stood up again. He looked down at Yan Cang with cold eyes, "Don't say a word about what you just heard. I will keep an eye on you. If you leak any information, I can immediately-"

He then swung his hand, and a round hole was blasted into a thick tree trunk beside him. "Cut your neck."

Yan Cang covered his face with his hands and cried even louder, "Wuwuwuwu."

"Stop crying, I hate people crying in front of me!"

Mo Langqin felt inexplicably irritated. Looking at Yan Cang's collapsed appearance, he suddenly recalled his mother's crying face when he was refining the ghost beast.

"I don't want you to see me cry." Yan Cang curled up and lay on the ground, "But you are so fierce, I am so scared. Really scared... wuwuwu."

"..."

Mo Langqin originally wanted to pull Yan Cang up, but just as he stretched out his hand, he decisively shook it off and turned to leave.

Yan Cang's crying did not stop. Mo Langqin walked away for a distance and then turned back.

"Hold me, I'll take you back." He squatted down and stretched out his hand to Yan Cang. Seeing that Yan Cang didn't hold him back, he smiled coldly, "Why? Are you afraid of me now?"

"Yeah." Yan Cang nodded. Although she stopped crying, her sobbing reaction did not disappear immediately.

"You admitted it directly." After Mo Langqin pulled Yan Cang up, a yellow talisman paper flew straight towards him from behind.

Mo Langqin pulled Yan Cang and quickly dodged the talisman paper. He shouted in the direction where the talisman paper was flying, "Who is it! Come out!"

A slovenly Taoist figure slowly emerged among the dark tree trunks.

"I didn't expect the Mo family would actually send a kid here." The sloppy Taoist priest bowed slightly to Mo Langqin, "Nice to meet you, I'm a Taoist priest. I'm a wandering Taoist priest without a name or sect."

"What do you want to do by showing up?" Mo Langqin subconsciously protected Yan Cang behind him and summoned a ghost beast to protect him.

The Five Taoists smiled faintly. He waved the whisk in his hand and the copper coins on his waist rustled. "I have been observing you for two days. Your goal in coming here is to find those two Fuwa, right?"

"So, you want to stop me?"

"That's right. I set up these Fuwa. In order to become an immortal, I will never let you touch them!" As he spoke, the five Taoist priests took out yellow talisman paper and flashed towards Mo Langqin. "It just so happens that I have recently figured out some magic to deal with ghost beasts, so I will use you, my fellow Taoist, to practice!"

"Practice?" Mo Langqin blocked Wu Fangshi's mid-air kick with one hand. He drove the ghost beast to grab Wu Fangshi's calf and threw him away. "Are you worthy?! Who do you think I am!"

The five Taoists who were thrown away disappeared from mid-air and flashed behind Mo Langqin again to launch an attack.

"Ghost beast—crack!"

Mo Langqin moved his fingers and summoned a ghost beast as sticky as black mud, which swallowed up the five Taoists in one gulp.

Wu Daoshi used the talisman paper to blast the black mud ghost beast. He said with disdain, "It's just a small mid-level ghost beast. Why don't you summon some high-level ghost beasts? I can't beat this kind of small ghost beast like loose sand! Hey!"