How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 288 The Problem of Monk Traffic Rules

The sound transmission talisman ignited and dissipated spontaneously after exhausting its spiritual energy. Lang Xing walked out of the temporary cave with three thousand, first returned the control token of the cave to the store, and took the deposit.

If the matter of joining the Fengming faction fails, Lang Xing will go directly to Changyang Mountain, and naturally there is no need to rent another place.

In the past, the bustling street had almost lost half of the people, and it was a long time for the Jindan monks to meet one. When they left the market, ribbons appeared in the sky, guiding the way for the monks participating in the ceremony of ascending the immortal gate.

Fan Tong had been waiting at the gate of Fangshi early on, saw Lang Xing from a distance, and trotted behind Lang Xing in three steps and two steps, and said in a low voice: "Today is all thanks to the help of the young master!"

Lang Xing nodded noncommittally, he would not believe Fan Tong's words so easily, but he hadn't found the loopholes in his speech for a while, anyway, Fan Tong asked him, so Lang Xing would naturally be able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

In order to show their sincerity and reverence for the cultivation sect, the monks who participated in the election walked to the top of Qishan Mountain on foot without anyone riding a cloud. Walking like flying is a basic operation.

There were also many monks riding up the mountain on horseback. The three of them had just walked a few miles when a low roar of a beast came from behind. Moving forward according to the established frequency, he stopped and turned his head to look back.

It's not that enemies don't get together.

The person who came was Qian Kun and the others who were riding on a bay red dragon horse. The thin pole trotted all the way, and followed closely behind Qian Kun. A tall horse with blood red scales.

The trembling in my heart is definitely not "my Cao, the feeling of heartbeat", but the cruel eyes that have appeared in dreams many times during this period of time resurfaced in my mind.

"Shougan, why are you so crazy, you startle me, this bloody horse, I can't afford to sell you!"

Qian Kun was already apprehensive about the upcoming test of the fairy gate, Long Ma turned his head suddenly, almost throwing him off his body, holding on to the stiff rope to stabilize his figure, he turned his head and cursed at the thin pole.

Shougan winked, Qian Kun glanced forward, his face was overjoyed, and then sank again, he was happy because he saw the little lady he was thinking of, and he was angry because Sanqian leaned close to Lang Xing, almost The whole body is hung on him.

"I thought he was a son of a big family from Qinwai, but I didn't expect that he was just like a rice bucket, a poor ghost, without even a mount!"

Qian Kun snorted softly, half a month ago at the restaurant because Lang Xing paid the bill with spirit crystals, he thought he had some suspicions, but today it will be self-defeating.

Who doesn't have a mount for a serious family member!
He despised Lang Xing in his heart, and when his legs clamped the horse's belly, he was about to go straight on the horse. Fan Tong was startled, and hurriedly retreated to the side of the road, not forgetting to pull Lang Xing's arm, "Be careful, my lord, everything is done by the fairy gate." Put the test first, don't cause trouble!"

The family has been in decline, without a backer, Fan Tong no longer has the high spirits of his youth, he always thinks of calming things down, more things are worse than less things.

With a gust of wind, the dragon horse headed straight for Lang Xing. The scene of Lang Xing being hit and vomiting blood appeared in Qian Kun's mind, and a happy smile was already pulled from the corner of his mouth.

The muscles of Lang Xing's demon body twitched slightly, and his feet seemed to be rooted, connected to the earth's air under his feet. The new supernatural power [Mountainless] comprehended by the advanced high-level demon queen has been activated!
Unless the upper limit of strength exceeds Lang Xing and can shake the rustic control under his feet, it is wishful thinking to want him to move a little bit away.

At this moment, Sanqian voice transmission appeared in his mind, "Look at that horse's eyes!"

Lang Xing glanced at the dragon horse fiercely, and then suffocated suddenly, as if he knew his fate after the forced collision. There were tears in the corners of the dragon horse's eyes, and the eyes were full of fear, begging for mercy, sadness and other emotions.

He is not a monster without wisdom, but a monster!
Lang Xing stepped on both feet, and a phantom appeared on the spot, and was rushed by the dragon horse, and then the figures of Lang Xing and Sanqian appeared beside the road in an instant.

"Running fast!"

Qian Kun cursed bitterly, and without waiting for Shougan and the others, his horse disappeared in front of him. Shougan buried his head and accelerated, carefully crossed Lang Xing, and chased after Qian Kun. Xiang was much different from what Qian Kun was riding, so he quickly whipped the horse's buttocks several times, and chased forward desperately.

Fan Tong patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief, "My lord, you scared me to death. According to the rules of Qin's immortal cultivation world, when you meet at the same level, the mount takes priority. You and Qian Kun are both high-level golden pills, but his crotch At least Longma has the cultivation base of a low-level demon king, and it is a symbol of their family status, you can't avoid it, although he seems a bit domineering when he bumps into you, but he is really hurt, and there is no way to reason."

Lang Xing looked at him as if it should be taken for granted, and cursed secretly in his heart, if I didn't want to spare the horse demon's life, I would have to give that kid some pain.

Made!The monks don't pay attention to courteous pedestrians!

The moment the horse demon passed by just now, a tiny wisp of mana from Lang Xing's fingertips had already attached to the horse's back. When he felt the distance was a little farther, the faint gray mist on the surface of the mana disappeared and turned into a wisp. The extremely pure monster energy penetrated into the Dragon Horse Consciousness Sea.

After listening to Fan Tong's explanation, Sanqian widened his watery eyes and asked angrily, "Aren't you ashamed and proud of monks taming monsters?"

Fan Tong seemed to be looking at aliens, and said in surprise: "Taming monsters is a symbol of the family's strength. The human race is the leader of the larks. It is a blessing they have cultivated to be accepted by the Zongmen family. They serve the master faithfully, and so on." After the master cultivates to become a fairy, the demon slave can also enjoy the blessing."

"Haven't you heard that one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven?"

Seeing that she was so angry that she was about to bite, Lang Xing patted her head, and explained to Fan Tong: "My sister has always been kind, and she loves small animals very much by nature. Leave her alone. I have heard of herding monsters before. Beast, what's going on with this tame demon slave?"

Fan Tong only boasted a few thousand words in a row, but the expression on his face was the same as many people in his previous life viewed small animal protectionism, thinking that people who tend to protect small animals are naive, naive, and weird.

"Monsters are miraculous animals in the world that can instinctively absorb spiritual energy, but have no wisdom. Most of them are used to carry goods, guard doors, and make spirit flesh."

"The demon slave is actually using the soul-detaining technique to draw some of the monster's three souls and seven souls, control them, and train them as slaves. They are often monks' mounts, slave soldiers, etc. Because they have wisdom, they are like mortals. The servants who have signed the contract of sale are like servants, and they are also an important part of the monk's combat power."

"When the immortals go out, there are not many demon slaves to serve them, so they will be looked down upon by others, and they will be regarded as poor and settled."

The corners of Lang Xing's eyes twitched slightly. After he really came into contact with the daily life of the fairy world of the human race, he realized how far the monster race had fallen in Nanfang Buzhou.

A spark called Monster Liberation popped up in Lang Xing's mind.

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