Gods and Immortals

At night, there was a deathly silence in the holy temple.

Most of the shamans and priests who were supposed to be on duty went out to resettle the students whose houses had been destroyed, so the holy temple seemed empty and there was no one in sight.

In the secret room, Mo Xuan is adjusting his breath and energy, preparing for the crystallization of the condensate.

Outside the door, a dim ray of fire, like a will-o'-the-wisp, hovered lightly around the door for a moment, and then sneaked in through the crack of the door.

This strange and erratic flame meandered along the floor of the secret room towards the bed.

Mo Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, didn't notice anything strange in front of him at all.

"Wu Nu, meet the elder!"

A low, emotionless voice sounded, and Mo Xuan quickly stopped his breath adjustment, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a cloud of will-o'-the-wisps dancing on the ground in front of him.

"Wu Nu?" Mo Xuan immediately realized that when Feng Yi came to visit in the afternoon, he told himself that Master Huanglong had taken away the bones in the bone mound.Therefore, the things that Wu Nu was guarding now were gone, and I was a little worried about this, but I didn't expect Wu Nu to leave the bone mound by himself. [

"I thought you were also taken away by Huanglong..." Mo Xuan said.

Wu Nu's voice was low and sad and said: "Wu Nu has his own secret method of hiding, and the immortal didn't find me. It's just that the bones of Zu Wu were taken away, and I'm afraid they will be destroyed in the end..."

"Then what should you do?" Mo Xuan frowned slightly.

"If the skeleton of the ancestor witch is destroyed, I will be wiped out and disappear in this world..." Wu Nu's flame trembled slightly, "So Wu Nu came here and asked the elders for help!"

Mo Xuan's eyes brightened slightly. In the bone mound, the slave wu didn't want to tell him about the origins of Fei Tian and the elders. Now that the slave wu has something to ask him, he can take this opportunity to ask for all the information.

"If I can help, I will of course!" Mo Xuan didn't say anything dead, if the witch slave asked him to go to the immortal to fight for his life, it would be impossible under the current circumstances.

"Wu Nu only asks the elders to take him in..."

"Oh?" Mo Xuan glanced up and down at the flames on the ground, "Where's your giant body?"

"Without the jng element of Wanyao Corpse Paste in the bone mound, I can't maintain my body, so I can only see the elder with my original face!"

"That's it..." Mo Xuan didn't rush to agree, "If it won't harm me, it's not impossible to take him in, but there are some things I still don't understand, so you have to explain it clearly to me."

"..." Wu Nu was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Excuse me, elder."

Mo Xuan stared at the flame, "Before you said in the bone mound that the person wearing the flying golden armor is an elder! Where does this flying sky come from? Why can I become an elder?"

Wu Nu paused, and said slowly: "Wu Nu doesn't know the origin of Feitian. But the person wearing the flying golden armor is an elder, which is the inheritance of the ancestor witch. This needs to be explained..."

These two answers are equal to complete use.

Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "How much power does the elder have?" [

"The ancestral witches have a total of twelve elders, and all the ancestral witches are the commanders-in-chief of the elders..."

So, the Feitian I got is actually the inheritance of the elder Zuwu? !Mo Xuan pondered in his heart, considering that Huanglong is in the immortal camp, he can get the commanding power of the ancestral witch, but for Huanglong, it will indeed have a certain amount of temptation.

So this is the real Huanglong's purpose of killing Wen Zhong?

Mo Xuan seemed to understand the immortal's motives and the inside story...

"If I keep you, what are your plans for the future?" Mo Xuan asked: "After all, the skeleton of the ancestor witch has also been taken away. If it is really destroyed, no one can do anything..."

"But if the bones are not destroyed, you can't revive the ancestor witch, right?" Mo Xuan asked, staring at the ghost fire.

"Wu Nu...don't know what to do..." Wu Nu prehistoric voice hesitated, "The formation needed to revive the ancestor witch is too huge, and only people in the fairy world can control it, so even Wu Nu It is true that the bones of the ancestral witch were found in the upper realm, and they were resurrected..."

Mo Xuan took a deep look at Wu Nu's will-o'-the-wisp, and let a powerful upper-world god stay by his side like this, and he was not familiar with him. disaster!

But if Wu Nu was not allowed to come in, it would be too unreasonable, not to mention that he was their so-called elder.

Because of this, Mo Xuan fell into a dilemma...

"Wu Nu only needs a simple utensil around the elder to live temporarily. If the elder encounters enemies later, Wu Nu will also be a good helper!"

When Wu Nu said this, Mo Xuan no longer hesitated, what he lacked most now was a helper!

Cultivation cannot be achieved overnight, only a more powerful helper can help oneself speed up the pace of progress!

"Come on, I have a storage ring here, can you see if you can live in it temporarily?" Mo Xuan stretched out his left hand and revealed the white lotus ring to Wu Nu, "Don't come out within ten days. You survived safely, presumably the immortals in the upper realm have no intention of destroying the bones for the time being..."

Wu Nu's will-o'-the-wisp flickered a few times, and seemed very excited, "Elder, are you really willing to take me in? Wu Nu's actions may bring the elder a fatal disaster..."

"Come in..." Mo Xuan smiled faintly, "Since I promised to take you in, I won't go back on my word. And how do you know that I'm afraid of the immortal from the upper realm?"

"Thank you, Elder Wu Nu, for taking care of me..." Wu Nu's will-o'-the-wisp blares softly, and immediately a palm-high figure stands up from the fire, which suddenly turns into a crimson flame, and disappears into the ring without a trace. There was movement.

"Wu Nu?" Mo Xuan called tentatively.

"Wu Nu is always at the Elder's order..." Wu Nu's voice was low and emotionless, "If the elder doesn't use Wu Nu, Wu Nu will practice on his own."

"Okay, you can practice with peace of mind..." Mo Xuan smiled slightly, and put Wu Nu in the receiving ring, which should be considered safe under his own control.

Another fierce general was taken in, and Mo Xuan was also secretly delighted, if the bones of the ancestor witch hadn't been taken away, I'm afraid this witch slave would not be willing to come out of the bone mound.

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After a night of breath adjustment, Mo Xuan is ready to crystallize. Since the process of crystallization of Yuanli is extremely long, Mo Xuan plans to fulfill the promise of the barbecue at night, and then close the secret room in order to advance with peace of mind.

"Mo Xuan Mo Xuan!"

Early in the morning, Ziwang's voice sounded at the door, "I've bought meat! There's chicken, lamb, and beef! Look!"

"Didn't I let the lunatic do it? Where's that guy?" Mo Xuan asked.

"Isn't Ziwang's family a butcher? I'll steal with Ziwang...uh, pick the meat...the quality will be better..." Feng Yi's eyes wandered, and Ziwang's face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly took out some seasoning from his pocket , "This, and this, are all what you want..."

Mo Xuannai pursed her lips and checked the quality of the meat. It was indeed fresh and plump, like cattle and sheep just slaughtered at night.

"By the way, did Princess Jiang tell you that the few of us will go to Xiqi with you..." Feng Yi raised his eyebrows at Mo Xuan.

"Why?" Mo Xuan was puzzled, "It's a long way to go to Xiqi Mountain, why do you bother?"

"Just kidding, going anywhere is more fun than staying in the academy!" Feng Yi said: "Zi Wang walked along the way in order to go home and have a look, Shi Hao also wanted to go out to practice, and the special language naturally followed Shi Hao... ..."

"So Luo Wen won't go?"

"How is it possible!" Feng Yi looked at Mo Xuan with a smirk on his face, "You sacrificed your life to save Luo Wen's life, how could Luo Wen not go with you..."

Mo Xuan said in embarrassment, he didn't put so much thought into saving Luo Wen, but it seems that the situation is developing in a more and more complicated direction...

Chapter 168: Formation Art

"By the way, your gloves!" Feng Yi brought in a pair of gloves from Mo Xuan from outside the door, and said with a frown, "The immortal's attack knocked down the house, and everyone's gloves were damaged. Many, but yours is safe! How strange!"

Mo Xuan took the glove and took a look. Except for some dust on the surface, there was no damage.Moreover, according to Feng Yi's description, the real Huanglong's attack is very fierce, it's a bit unusual for my glove to survive...

"Om..."

Just when Mo Xuan was about to put the glove back on the bed, there were dots of green fluorescent lights flashing on the glove, it was the green light that was absorbed by the baby fish in the underground palace.

"Why did you react?" Mo Xuan muttered. Seeing that Feng Yi and Zi Wang didn't pay attention, he pulled a blanket over the gloves. After all, everyone chose elementary gloves under the supervision of Ba Xiang. This anomaly is too obvious to explain clearly.

After sending the two away, Mo Xuan returned to the secret room, pulled back the blanket, and the fluorescent green spots on the gloves were still shining.

Mo Xuan took a closer look, and found that the tiny particles on the gloves looked familiar...

"That's right!" Mo Xuan hurriedly took out the small piece of bluestone that Alai gave him, "Isn't that the thing?!"

Sure enough, in Mo Xuan's hands, the little blue stone was emitting light as if echoing the glove at a distance. It looked very strange...

"This, is Buzhou Yanjing?!" Mo Xuan was greatly surprised, seeing the glowing eyes, he had a vision of the black stone lotus platform under the Black Cloud Art in Cangshan Mountain.

And the Black Stone Lotus Platform is undoubtedly a rare treasure, and after absorbing those green fluorescent lights, his glove has greatly enhanced its attributes in all aspects.

In other words, what Alai asked him to find was also a kind of natural talent and earthly treasure?

Mo Xuan took a closer look at the small piece of Buzhou rock, it was like fluorescent dots that melted into the glove from the ring of a baby, fish and beast, and the combined volume was far smaller than the one in his hand. The whole Buzhou rock essence is integrated into the glove, I don't know how terrifying the effect will be!

When he regained his senses, Mo Xuan sighed inwardly, why did this mysterious senior, A Lai, fall to the ground?

It's all right to have such a precious stone, but you can still find a new stone for yourself so carelessly, isn't it afraid that you will run away or lose this stone?

"Wu Nu, do you recognize this stone?" Mo Xuan suddenly thought that he had another Wu Nu, and if he didn't understand something, maybe he could ask him.

"This stone is Buzhou rock essence. It was cultivated in the Buzhou mountain in the mortal world. It took thousands of years to make it. For mortals, it is a good material for making weapons..." Wu Nu's voice without a trace of emotion came He pointed out, "The treasure that can truly create immortal soldiers is the essence of Buzhou rock jng, the Buzhou god stone."

"A lot of ancestral witches died under the immortal soldiers of Buzhou God's Stone. This God's Stone is powerful and only produced in the mortal world, so there are immortals stationed in Buzhou Mountain, and it is difficult for ordinary mortals to approach..."

"So it's like this..." Mo Xuan was slightly happy, not because he had a piece of Buzhou rock in his hand, but because he heard Wu Nu's tone, it seemed that he knew a lot of things, so he was equivalent to bringing a piece of jade with him. This encyclopedia, of course, couldn't be more useful.

"Thank you, if I can find some Buzhou rock jng later, I need you to help me identify them..." Mo Xuan chuckled, and told Wu Nu to go back to practice.

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For a whole afternoon, Mo Xuan didn't do anything else, but found a pile of charcoal, cut some bamboo sticks, cut up the beef and mutton and skewered them, and found a few lotus leaves, planning to make another meal for Alai Beggar chicken.

It would take at least half a year to go back and forth to Xiqi. It would be great if I could learn some martial arts from Alai before leaving!

There is a small courtyard surrounded by walls in front of the secret room. After nightfall, Mo Xuan lit a charcoal fire in the courtyard and waited patiently for Alai's arrival.

The moonlight is bright and clear, and the surroundings are quiet.

Apart from the beeping and beeping of the charcoal fire, there was not even the sound of Wu Zheng and the priests walking around in this holy temple, and it was unknown where everyone had gone.

Mo Xuan saw that it was almost time, and he was hungry, so he set up a skewer of mutton and roasted it on the charcoal fire.

The rich aroma soon emanated from the burnt meat skewers, and the hot and fragrant sheep oil dripped into the charcoal fire one by one, bursting with a mouth-watering taste...

As the charcoal fire continued to roast, Mo Xuan picked up a few grains of cumin, crushed them and sprinkled them on the meat skewers. The irresistible aroma wafted away, and Mo Xuan's belly made a rumbling sound, his face I can't help myself to this delicious barbecue.

"You actually ate it yourself without waiting for me?"

On the top of the wall, a familiar voice came. Mo Xuan looked up, and the sharp knife-like figure under the moonlight was none other than Alai standing there.

"Isn't this waiting for you not to come, I'll eat a few skewers first..." Mo Xuan chuckled, picked up a few skewers and put them on the fire, and started to grill them over charcoal.

"Come on, the guests are here, why do you have the nerve to eat first..." A Lai seemed unable to withstand the temptation of barbecue, jumped down, moved lightly, and flashed past Mo Xuan, the mutton skewers that had passed the test , and it fell into Alai's hands.

"Hiss... Phew..." Alai hurriedly blew two breaths, the pork skewer cooled a little, and he bit it hard.

The still hot fat is mixed with the roasted meat that is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, squeaking out, and the aroma is overflowing!

"It's delicious, your craftsmanship is really good!" Alai chewed the barbecue meat, and muttered in a tone of no femininity, full of praise, "If I can eat this kind of food every day, I will die Sorry..."

"Don't worry, there are plenty..." Mo Xuan turned over a lot of meat skewers in his hands, like a hawker selling skewers on the street in the later generations, chatting with customers while sitting and doing business.

"Here, the good witch wine from the Temple of the Witch God, do you want to try it?" Alai held a small wine pot in his hand and handed it to Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan's eyes lit up, he took the jug over, put it under his nose and smelled it gently.

There is barbecue, how can there be no wine? !

In particular, this kind of witch wine brewed by the Temple of the Witch God is actually a slightly clear memory of most of the vague impressions in Mo Xuan's previous life...

In the era of big merchants, in fact, there was already a crude brewing process.

There are fruit wine and grain wine, but the quality is not very good.

In the era of later generations, winemaking needs to fully clean the raw materials, add yeast-rich koji, and ferment according to strict time regulations.The airtightness of the brewing vessel, the fermentation time, and the length of storage all determine the quality and taste of the wine, and there are strict rules and regulations.

But in this era, there is no yeast for professional brewing. Based on the experience of the past, the raw materials are sealed together and fermented with poor-quality distiller's grains. Therefore, the quality of the brewed wine is good or bad. differ greatly.

But the good thing is that in this era, melons, fruits, grains and rice are all natural and pure. Although the quality is uneven, the brewed wine has a unique flavor.

From the royal court to the common people, every household has wine vessels, not to mention the witch temple.

The witch wine brought by Alai is the finest wine selected from thousands of people in the Temple of the Witch God, and its quality is comparable to the tribute of the royal court.After going through the Wuzheng of the Wushen Temple, the witches of the wood family used fairy arts to gather the spiritual energy, so the mouth has both the mellow aroma of the wine and the refreshing spiritual energy of the fragrance, and the taste is not the same as other wines.

Mo Xuan took a full sip and savored it carefully. In the middle of the night barbecue campfire, the taste is really wonderful...

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"I made my sister happy today, and I'll pass on your amazing trick..." Alai took Mo Xuan's newly grilled meat skewers and wine pot, took a bite, and his mouth was full of oil, but he didn't mind the wine Mo Xuan drank at all. Pot, take a sip, it's a joy.

After hearing this, Mo Xuan was secretly happy.

I know how good the martial art of Zhan Bing Jue is.A set of simple movements contains countless mysteries and profound meanings. With a single round of martial arts, it can almost block all the moves that attack you. If it weren't for Mo Xuan's profound experience in martial arts in his previous life, he might not be able to learn it in this life. It will be such a magic skill.

Now, Alai was going to teach him another trick, and Mo Xuan suddenly looked forward to it, wondering what kind of magical skills Alai was going to teach him.

"This move is called formation formation!" Alai didn't do it while gnawing meat skewers like last time, but sat on a stone and said carelessly: "Formation formation, and occupation of soldiers It’s different, if the Art of Occupying Soldiers is an impeccable defense, then the Art of Formation forces you to be unable to even move your hands..."

Mo Xuan listened carefully, A Lai gnawed on the meat skewers and said to Mo Xuan, "Come on, hit me."

Hearing this, Mo Xuan put down what he was doing, squeezed his fist, and attacked Alai with a straight punch.

But before the fist was raised, suddenly a phantom of Ah Lai condensed out of thin air beside him, and the bamboo stick in his hand lightly rested on Mo Xuan's half-outstretched fist.

Mo Xuan was about to withdraw his fist, but another phantom condensed out behind him, and the bamboo stick was pressed against Mo Xuan's waist.

Can't go in, can't go back. (To be continued.)