Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 31 He Learned Our Lighting Method!

This poultry head that came out of nowhere turned out to be the head of a crane.

Only in the faint light, Yang An seemed to be able to see very obvious emotions from its eyes, and at the same time he was taken aback.

Who dares to yell at a real person with this attitude?

Could it be an existence more terrifying than the mother god?

What does it mean?
Did it let the mother god to catch him?

Countless questions instantly flooded Yang An's mind, which made him feel that the situation was not good and dared not speak.

As for the sudden appearance of the crane head, the real Mu Ji did not dare to have any emotional changes, but had a very respectful attitude.

"Senior Minghe, I'll bring you over right now."

No one knows what she was thinking when she said this.

But Yang An was dumbfounded.

Minghe... Senior?
Hearing this title, Yang An felt a buzzing in his head for a moment, and his whole body was stunned.

No... so coincidental?
How could he meet the rightful owner of his false name here?

And others had discovered him first, so they found him.

When the sticky insect boy told the real person that he had an invitation, he had suspected that it might be that he had exposed his identity as a disciple under the old man's seat.

The result is really because of this.

Originally, he thought that Minghemen was just a little-known sect, and he hadn't even heard of Panshi, so he must have no reputation.

But looking at it now, even the famous Xiyue Jiangmu Master Piu has to be honored as Senior Minghe and dare not disobey him in any way.

Where the hell is this old man named Crane?

"Since the old man is here, why do you need to bring it! Go away!"

The crane hair let out a strange cry, and Yang An didn't dare to take a breath, and found that the surrounding darkness was easily torn apart like a huge curtain.

When he came back to his senses, he found himself in a dark cave.

Beside her was a woman who was nearly ten feet tall, her upper body was a normal human being with bright eyes and white teeth, but her lower body was composed of countless flesh buds and eggs.

And directly in front of him, in the shadows, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, with a relatively thin body, holding a cup in his dry and old arms, but there were two heads on his shoulders and necks.

One of them was the huge crane head that just emerged from the darkness.

The other head was that of a perfectly normal old man.

There is no doubt that these two people must be the real mother and the old man Minghe.

The moment he saw these two people, Yang An's forehead couldn't help but burst into cold sweat, and suddenly felt the invisible terrifying pressure, which was suffocating.

None of these cultivators are normal!

Daoist Mu Ji stood quietly aside, without saying a word, the flesh and egg tissue accumulated under her body slowly squirmed, and then adsorbed to the wall again.

The huge crane head stretched its neck and came to Yang An, bypassed him on the left side, and poked out from his right side.

At such a close distance, a stench emanated from its head and penetrated into Yang An's nasal cavity, which was disgusting. Yang An could only hold back, his heart was beating wildly.

The two nostrils on the long beak fluttered slightly, and the crane's head suddenly showed a strange look of interest.

"It's mortal."

Then it looked at the other head with some excitement.

"Have you smelled it too? It's the scent of the lighting method! He learned our lighting method! Haha!"

Yang An suddenly felt that his right hand was controlled by an invisible force, and he raised it all at once.

The cloth wrapped around his right hand suddenly turned into countless crumbs, exposing the unhealed scars on his hand due to bloodletting.

"Where did you learn how to light a lamp?"

The old man Minghe slowly put down the cup in his hand, and there was still a little golden fluorescent light rippling in it.

A pair of slightly gray eyes looked directly at Yang An, as if he could see through his heart.

"It was left by my father."

Yang An swallowed unconsciously, but decided to answer honestly.

In front of such a terrifying big monk, he couldn't play any tricks.

"How did your father die?"

"He killed my mother and brother, and finally committed suicide."

When he got the lighting method and saw the cost of using the lighting method, Yang An guessed why his father killed his family and then committed suicide.

The fire light ignited by the lighting method will make people lose their minds and go crazy.

Hearing Yang An's answer, the crane head in front of him suddenly let out a sharp and strange smile, full of mockery.

"So, you know that the method of lighting lamps comes from my Minghemen, and you also know what the consequences will be if you learn the method of lighting lamps?"

"Yes."

"Then why are you still learning?"

"If I don't learn, I will die."

"It's not easy for a child."

The old man Minghe sighed softly, as if he was quite emotional.

"Stop pretending, old guy. We released the lamp lighting method to recruit disciples. You know better than anyone what will happen after learning the lamp lighting method. Your pretentious appearance is really disgusting."

Hetou was open-mouthed, telling the truth directly, and looked at Minghe's head with disgust.

"Hahahaha, yes, I forgot."

The old man Minghe smiled and patted his forehead.

Maybe it's because people are old and don't remember things. He thinks he is too old.

But he continued to look at Yang An.

"You came here under the name of my disciple, and I happened to find out. If I really plan to accept you as a disciple now, will you agree?"

"..."

The sudden question made Yang An feel a little overwhelmed, which was completely contrary to what he had imagined.

But he looked at the huge ferocious crane head in front of him, and then at the benevolent head.

What would happen if he dared to refuse?
"Promise! Promise! Disciple pays respect to master..."

There is no doubt that Yang An didn't want to die, so he made the most correct choice immediately, and planned to borrow the donkey from the slope to learn a teacher on the spot.

But when he was about to bow down, an invisible force stopped him again.

As a result, his body fell forward, but he froze in mid-air, seeming to be upside down, which looked quite funny.

"Don't worry, I want to take you in as an apprentice, but I have to see if you have the opportunity."

It was Minghe who stopped his movement, and smiled instead.

"Even if you can't be an apprentice, it's good to eat." Hetou suddenly added, his face full of greed.

Anyway, I don't plan to let Yang An go.

"..."

"What chance?"

Yang Yu still asked curiously.

"Let me say let me say! Shut up, old man!"

The old man Minghe was about to speak, but Hetou shouted excitedly first, his long neck twisting like a thick snake body.

Its eyes suddenly looked at the real mother who had not spoken from the beginning to the end, as if it had thought of some good idea.

"Little guy, if you kill this bitch, we'll take you as a disciple! How about it?"

The real mother said: "..."

Yang An: "..."

What a joke!
"Senior Minghe! Don't tease the junior, the junior can't bear it."

The mother's divination immediately begged for mercy like pity.

A mere mortal can't kill her, but if she dares to resist, Crane Head will definitely attack her.

Damn crane head!
Damn it! !
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