Thirteen Stations of the Yin Cao.

From the second stop, Huangquan Road, to the tenth stop, the offering pavilion, it may be the happiest reunion for these Yang people.

The offering pavilion is not a simple loft, it is actually a temple group.

There are Yinggong Temple, Shuiliugong Temple, Girl Temple, City God Temple, Ksitigarbha Temple, Land Temple, Guandi Temple, Erlang Temple, etc., and this place is like a hodgepodge of temples.

All kinds of temples are located on the hillside. When burning and worshipping in the world, one must use a god as a medium. So these temples are mixed and piled up here regardless of the high or low.

It's as lively as a temple fair in the world.

Many of the two swords and half-baked kids in the ghost world survived this time, and their life experience was even more colorful. Of course, they may not necessarily capture the ghost general and the ghost king, and it would be embarrassing to return to Maoshan. But it would not prevent them from going to the world of the world in the future.

In addition, many people were missing. The sudden silence of everyone when they chatted and asked may be a deep mourning and regret for the brothers. This is also fate.

"Senior Brother Bao, you don't even know... the miserable scenes I encountered in the oil pan hell, I, I..." He choked up.

"Junior Brother Hong, just live, just live..." a man sighed.

"Where is Bu Laohei? Didn't he survive?" asked one person.

Everyone cried and laughed, ate meat in large pieces and drank wine in large mouthfuls. The offering pavilion was originally a place to place for worship from the world to burn in the world. The food was like a mountain. Although it was not as good as the taste of the world, it was much better than the steamed buns and beef from Maoshan.

There are not many acquaintances here. When Nie Yuxuan and Han Yao came to the offering pavilion, they only saw a familiar figure in the true teachings of Fengdu Temple, Mo Wuji.

"Senior Brother Mo."

Han Yao greeted.

"Senior Brother Nie, Senior Brother Han."

Mo Wuji's face changed from cold to smile, and he nodded to the two of them.

Nie Yuxuan sat on the ground, took the roast chicken next to him and started eating. The wine magic tank appeared and drank the gulp of cold wine, saying that he was happy.

"How about the opera singer? Have you encountered tough guys?"

The true teachings of these sects are all from the same generation. They are fellow Taoists and ghost hunters on the same level.

Mo Wuji shook his head in his heart, feeling helpless about Nie Yuxuan's name.

"Fortunately, he is a ghost king who knows illusion. The illusion he woven is very realistic, but it is easily solved."

Mo Wuji sat next to Nie Yuxuan and also let go of food and drink. He said it was easy to solve it, but it was not easy. For the first time facing the Ghost King, the master used a lot of things in the box. Fortunately, he was not as hindered as he was in the living world, and he could let go of the battle.

Nie Yuxuan and Han Yao nodded secretly in their hearts. The Taoist Technique of Fengdu Temple was passed down from Chao Zhen. It was one of the five seniors of the Heavenly Masters. It was not surprising that the true teachings of the disciples were dealing with the Ghost King. But they always felt that Mo Wuji was too low-key and that their strength grew so fast that they didn't notice it.

"By the way, how are the battle between the two senior brothers?"

Han Yao was in a relatively embarrassed dress, collapsed on the ground, and sighed: "Shame, the ghosts in the stone mill hell are fierce, and there are many big ghosts. I have dragged Senior Brother Nie back. If it weren't for me, Senior Brother Nie might have caught a few more Ghost Kings. We can barely one by one."

Admiration flashed in Mo Wuji's eyes.

In the Tao of Life and Death, except for Douzong, the other sects need to borrow magic weapons to exert their full strength. Douzong can only rely on yang energy and power.

In places like Yin Cao, Nie Yuxuan can use only a handful of yang energy. He can actually face the Ghost King and bring Han Yao with him. He is worthy of being Ying Shilong.

Seeing Nie Yuxuan's indifferent expression, it was obviously easy to solve it, Mo Wuji couldn't help but take a look at it.

Unfortunately, this kind of person was transferred to the three eastern provinces by the General Administration of Spiritual Investigation to take charge. Fuyu Mountain and Baishan, and Black Water Witch Zhu had a feud. The previous black dog killed Sahalian. The shamans there didn't know whether they would retaliate against Nie Yuxuan. In the future, whether this dragon will die or live, or is unknown.

After chatting about their own situations, they talked about other things.

Mo Wuji arrived early, Nie Yuxuan asked if there were any disciples from Fuyu Mountain who came out of the Eighteenth Prison. Mo Wuji said he didn't see it, and exchanged a few more greetings. Nie Yuxuan mentioned Xu Facheng for some reason.

"Didn't the Maoshan family appear?"

Mo Wuji shook his head: "Senior Brother Xu's plan is very big this time. I'm afraid he will catch a few more ghost kings to establish his power. It should not appear for a while."

"Yo, establish authority? Who is he going to establish authority for?"

A disdainful voice sounded, and Nie Yuxuan turned around and saw that it was Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun who were here.

Mo Wuji looked at Wang Gan's careless look and smiled softly: "I don't know who to establish authority for, but this ambition should be worthy of junior brother Wang's learning. Otherwise, the next time I face Senior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Wang will be embarrassed again."

Last year, Xu Facheng, in public, broke Wang Gan's talisman technique with a talisman sword, making Wang Gan's talisman art. This time, he ridiculed a few words and was ridiculed by the other party again. He was very angry.

Wang Gan said unhappyly: "Hmph, Fatty is used to being enterprising, don't let me learn. Just let Qin Hei Dog learn more. By the way, where is Qin Hei Dog? Have you met?"

Of course Nie Yuxuan didn't see him. He and Han Yao had just arrived.

Mo Wuji didn't know either.

In the offering pavilion, a middle school student wearing a veil came out and the judge Cui Honghu was judged.

"He? He probably died in some prison."

"I said naughty kid, where are you from? Why are you so naughty?"

"You are so naughty! I'm not from Qin Heigou anyway!" Cui Honghu shouted a little out of his composure.

This stubborn temper is a true expression of love. Wang Gan was happy. He understood Cui Honghu's urinary nature. The more he cursed Qin Kun, it means that he had suffered a great loss in Qin Kun before.

How did Qin Kun offend him? He was so angry. Do children be so cautious and don’t know?

Chu Qianxun tore open the chicken and fed it into his mouth, and smiled and said, "Stop quarrel, good people don't deserve their lives, and the disaster will last for thousands of years. Brother Dog is hard, it's just eighteen prisons, and he can't trap him."

Now, except for Li Chong and his wife, Qin Heigou is the only one in Fuyu Mountain. Seeing that everyone is in peace, everyone feels relieved.

After resting in the offering pavilion for a while, Nie Yuxuan said bluntly that the place was boring and was about to leave. Without Qin Kun, Nie Longwang was the leader of Fuyu Mountain. Although there were gaps between the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect, Cui Honghu still followed Nie Yuxuan and patted his butt to say goodbye.

Looking at the backs of these people, Mo Wuji sighed.

None of these bandit gangs in life and death were serious. They looked like they were dissatisfied with each other, but they seemed quite united. It would be difficult for Xu Facheng to establish his authority and overwhelm the Fuyu Mountain.

"Amitabha, why did Junior Brother Mo sigh?"

Mo Wuji turned his head, behind him was the true teachings of the Buddha Lin Temple, Monk Miaoshan.

Miaoshanbao is solemn and has both hands. Although it is a monk's style, it is natural and close to it. Even the hostility and pervasive malice of the underworld cannot be concealed.

"Senior Brother Miaoshan, I just feel sorry for Senior Brother Xu."

"Haha, my junior brother is in love with you. Whether it is Maoshan or Fuyushan, whoever carries the beam will be for my life and death.

Mo Wuji was stunned and bowed in shame: "I just feel that the legacy of Fuyu Mountain is too complicated and not suitable for taking on this great task."

Miao Shan smiled without saying a word, looked back for a while, and said to Mo Wuji: "Don't let worldly affairs disturb the ordinary minds. Junior Brother Zhao from Yulongshan is coming soon. Let's go to the Lotus Platform together to listen to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's lecture?"

Miaoshan's trip to Yin this time was for this purpose.

Mo Wuji smiled slightly, and it was right. Don’t let worldly affairs disturb the ordinary people’s hearts. He is not a saint. No matter which family in Fuyu Mountain or Maoshan is bigger, it is a blessing for life and death.
Chapter completed!