Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 122: It’s just demonic energy

Although this boy's soul is very special and can run very fast, Gong Muhua is a "mountain god" connected to this mountainous area to a certain extent. Is it better to capture the soul of a child on his own land? It's not too difficult, it's called specialization in the art.

In the mountain temple, Ji Yuan and several warriors were waiting for a cup of tea when they saw a mass of mist swirling and rising from the floor in the mountain temple. It was the former Jiaoye Mountain Mountain God.

Although the other warriors were unable to see the others with their naked eyes, Ji Yuan could see that the Jiaoye Mountain God was really holding a child struggling in his hands with a frightened look on his face.

The face of this "mountain god" was obviously not very good when he first appeared, but when he faced Ji Yuanze, he immediately changed his face.

"Uh-huh, I'm reporting back to the Immortal, the little **** has fulfilled his mission and has brought back the child's soul!"

At this moment, the child suddenly saw the situation in the temple. Not only did he see this "monster" resurrecting a man in a white shirt and robe with an ink jade hairpin in his bun, but he also saw Mo Tong and others, and the fear in his heart suddenly dropped. I have learned a lot and no longer struggle.

"Well, thank you Gongshan God!"

Ji Yuan bowed his hands towards the mountain god, and then said towards the child’s soul:

"Go ahead, your soul will return to your body. It won't be good if you stay out for a long time."

Hearing this, the mountain **** also quickly let go of his hand. Of course, he still made some preparations, as if he was afraid that the child would escape again.

The child looked at Ji Yuan. As he walked towards his physical body, he suddenly remembered who Ji Yuan was and asked in a low voice.

"Are you the gentleman who was driven away by Mo Tong in the tea shed?"

Ji Yuan smiled.

"He didn't drive me away, I left on my own, go ahead!"

After Ji Yuan finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the child's soul seemed to be powered by the wind, flying towards the body on the futon over there, and then threw himself into it.

The child, who was shaking his eyelids and frowning from time to time in a coma, now looks calm, as if he is sleeping soundly.

Even though Mo Tong, the two women and several others could not see the soul of their young master, after hearing the words of the Mountain God and Ji Yuan, combined with the reaction of their young master, they naturally understood what had happened, and they all moved towards it excitedly. Ji Yuan and the mountain **** Gong Muhua kept thanking him.

"Thank you, Immortal, for your help, and thank you, Lord Mountain God, for rescuing me, the young master of the Mo family!"

"Thank you, Immortal Chief and Mountain God!"

……

Thanks a lot, Ji Yuan just nodded, waved to the mountain **** and walked out of the temple together, leaving a few people in the temple to check on his young master.

The mountain **** followed closely and did not dare to leave easily. When he arrived at the eaves of the temple outside, looking at him like this, Ji Yuan said with a slightly apologetic tone:

"Thanks to Gongshan God for helping me this time. The gods of mountains and rivers are better at finding souls in the mountains. If you accumulate virtue and do good deeds today, more and more villagers will believe in Gongshan God, and it will also help you become a righteous person as soon as possible. bit."

"You should remember the teachings of the Immortal, you should remember them!"

Gong Muhua, who looked more like a spirit than a mountain god, just nodded in agreement, but did not dare to leave without Ji Yuan's consent. He rarely met people who cultivated immortality, and he did not expect to win the big prize this time.

Gong Muhua has little experience and does not know what the so-called "Jingshen" is, but it does not mean that he cannot feel the magic and power of this strange technique.

He had been practicing underground, but suddenly he felt as if his body was out of control. The magical power that connected the mountains' veins was activated on its own, and he was forcibly led to the mountain temple. At the same time, a clear commanding thought appeared in his heart, telling him Someone summoned the mountain **** to go away.

What kind of magic is this? What kind of magical power is this? It's completely beyond Gong Muhua's ability to understand!

At that time, I was not only scared, but also afraid that because of my obscene behavior in temples and sacrifices, some immortal family master would not understand it and cut off my life with a sword.

Later we arrived at the mountain temple, and as expected, the immortal master brought a sword, and it was a real immortal sword...

Fortunately, it finally turned out to be a false alarm.

Ji Yuan saw that the mountain **** was obviously frightened by him, and he felt even more sorry. However, at Gong Muhua's stage, sending him ordinary decrees had little effect.

Furthermore, the Taoism of this "mountain god" is really shallow. If the order is followed in full, the Xuanhuang Qi will be consumed a lot, which may not be a good thing for its cultivation. After all, this spirit belongs to the orthodox mountain and water gods, and it is still based on its own Cultivation is the foundation, but it seems even more inappropriate to put up an incense stick and pay homage.

"Gongshan God, there is nothing good to repay your kindness this time. How about this? As long as you don't slack off in your own practice, and can uphold the responsibilities of the mountain **** and do more good deeds, I will give you a good fortune one day!"

If such a powerful immortal really wants to deal with himself, there is no need to talk nonsense, and true practitioners of the right path always keep their promises, so Gong Muhua understands that this must be the truth, and he bows and thanks him repeatedly.

"The little **** will never forget his teachings, and the little **** will try his best to do it!"

But what is not good is the second thing. Now Gong Muhua feels uncomfortable with the light on his back, so he wants to leave quickly.

The chess piece that Ji Yuan was expecting did not appear. Although this strange mountain **** deserved the enthusiasm, he must have really wanted to send away his plague **** quickly, which made him sigh.

In the final analysis, this "mountain god" is still too shallow and ignorant, has not encountered bottlenecks, and does not know how to cherish fate. If it were the old turtle Chun Mujiang, his reaction would definitely be different.

Ji Yuan lost some interest and his tone became dull.

"Well, if nothing happens, Gongshan Shen can go back to practice. Ji's side is fine."

"Yes, yes, the little **** resigns!"

After saying this, the mountain **** turned into light mist and floated into the rain, flashing on the mountain wall and disappearing.

Ji Yuan turned around and looked into the temple to see the mountain **** away. There was another captured prisoner in the temple. He turned around and walked back to the temple. The child over there had actually woken up and was really chirping with him. The man above told how he escaped in the mountains.

Seeing Ji Yuan come in, the temple suddenly became quiet.

Ji Yuan saw Mo Tong and another male martial artist raising their knives and always on guard in the direction of the evil spirit. Of course, his eyes also curiously fell on the entangled water lines...

A quarter of an hour later, a group of people were all sitting around the lit iron basin. The fire was naturally created by fate.

Since the alchemy furnace was replaced with Samadhi True Fire, Ji Yuan, although he only knew a small amount of fire control skills, was able to draw open fire from the void. Of course, this could not be Samadhi True Fire. It could only be regarded as "wild fire" at best, but with A little firewood to stoke the fire would be enough.

Since so much happened tonight, Ji Yuan fortunately waved his hand and took away the moisture on the clothes of the men and women, making everyone dry again.

Now Ji Yuan has been sitting by the brazier and listening to the people's narration for a long time.

"So, you have been protecting Young Master Mo in Juntianfu City for quite some time because you noticed someone sneaking around outside the mansion and coming and going without a trace, and the reporting officer couldn't find him. What, even Young Master Mo started to have nightmares frequently, so he chose to leave Juntian Mansion and run home in an emergency? ”

"Exactly!"

Mo Tong answered quickly.

Ji Yuan thought for a moment before continuing to ask.

"Since there was a cultivator who wanted to take Young Master Mo as his disciple, and also cast a spell to help Young Master Mo hide his aura, and even let Young Master Mo stay in Juntian Mansion to wait for his return, then he must have some influence on Young Master Mo. Make some estimates."

As Ji Yuan spoke, he saw the child staring at him and listening seriously, then smiled at him.

"I can't guarantee that your cheap master has noticed your problem earlier and asked you to hide in Juntian Mansion to cover it up with your popularity. I have something to do and need to leave temporarily. I went to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com but I didn't expect you. I almost fell into the trap of the devil."

The little boy named Mo Yu asked curiously.

"Mr. Ji, why did they catch me? Did my master offend them?"

Hearing Mo Yu's question, Ji Yuan looked at the corpse on the other side. After being unable to ask anything, he tried it with his sword finger, and sure enough, the Zuo family's Xuzi sucked away the demonic energy. He is the son of Xuhei.

Because these four possessed warriors had poor moral character and their souls had been infected with demons for a long time, they had long been assimilated into demons. After three demonic auras, their souls disappeared and their bodies immediately lost their vitality.

"To be precise, it is 'it', not them. Although the four demons act and think independently, they are essentially just corroded by a wisp of demonic energy containing demonic thoughts. It is still the warrior who plays the role of thinking. The soul can barely be regarded as the clone of a demon."

"This is the first time Ji has seen a person with such special aura as Mr. Mo. He can even escape from his soul without any practice. It is even rarer than animals becoming wise. It is not uncommon for evil spirits to spy on your body and soul. It’s strange, maybe it’s soul-sucking or magpie nest dove possession, what’s the purpose... others don’t know.”

The reason for this kind of thing was unclear, let alone others, so there was a brief silence around the brazier.

"Mr. Ji, who is more capable, you or my future master?"

Ji Yuan saw the child's expectant look and smiled without any psychological burden.

"I guess your master is more capable..."