Chapter 238

"This is human nature. There is no need to argue. You even despise me, let alone Li Quanfu. However, if you really think that he will only stop here in his life, you are very wrong. Maybe it is an incredible thing for others to let him spread fire into the Tao. But for a Tianmen friar, everything in the Tao is possible."

When the word "Tianmen friar" sounded, the body of Qin devil and Baimei old devil was shocked, and their eyes flashed brilliance.

As early as when Baimei old devil stole the keel of the land, he and Qin devil ancestors had doubts. Now Luo Chuan personally admitted that while they knew it, they also set off a huge wave in their hearts.

They have lived for hundreds of years, and they have traveled widely in the south of the world. How can they not know what the Tianmen friar means.

"No!"

"Impossible!"

Qin devil and white eyebrow devil almost shouted in one voice.

"The Taoist master is not a fellow practitioner of Huangting and Lingtai. How can he practice Tianmen..."

Qin devil didn't say any more. She looked at the contemplative Baimei old devil and couldn't calm down for a long time.

What kind of people she and Baimei old devil are, how can they really submit to Luochuan, but they have become Taoist soldiers and have nothing to do. If they were given a chance, they would fight back.

But from the Apocalypse capital to the Seven Star Yuanye, Luochuan constantly surprised them.

Huang ting and Lingtai both practice together, and have two detached identities at the same time. He is a terrible white bat pet beast, a supernatural Taoist soldier refining method, and understands the second most important skill of sound attacking Taoism... Now, he has changed again and become a Tianmen friar!

How many secrets did he keep?

"Taoist Lord... Are you really a friar of Tianmen?" Bai Mei sighed and asked difficultly.

"Yes or no, I don't need to prove it to you." Luo Chuan said: "The way of heaven is unpredictable, and no one can tell what will happen in the future. I will train you into Taoist soldiers and escort me on the way to prove the way. This is my chance. It is also your chance to escape from Haisha dungeon and restore mana because of me. Compared with the 16 people in baibat mountain city, you have taken a step ahead. As for the future, it is all up to you."

"This half month's work can be worth a hundred years."

With that, Luo Chuan walked forward.

Old Baimei devil and Qin devil were silent and touched more or less.

Friar Tianmen, however, can turn corruption into magic and has unlimited possibilities. Luo Chuan's words tonight let them see the hope of going to the Tao again.

Luo Chuan nodded secretly when he looked at the contemplative white eyebrow old devil and Qin devil. No matter how many ideas they had before, what they said just now should be able to stabilize them temporarily.

Although Luo Chuan can control their life and death, he doesn't know what will happen in the process of cultivating the mysterious God of Tianmen. These two Taoist soldiers are both security and risk, so he has to guard against them.

A flash, Luochuan disappeared in Blackstone castle.

Long after Luo Chuan left, Qin devil raised his head, looked at Baimei devil deeply, and said, "Baimei, how long are you going to hide?"

"What are you hiding?" the old devil with white eyebrows said faintly with melodious eyes.

"In fact, Ben Tao has suspected it for a long time."

"In those days, you Baimei alone assassinated the strong in the four directions, but you always drank the most expensive wine, wore the best Taoist robe and played the most beautiful female Taoist. It seems that you will never lack the resources of cultivation."

"Among the Tiannan demons, only your white eyebrows are the most elegant and noble, which is like a casual cultivation! Your wealth is not inferior to Tiannan seven."

Qin devil looked at the calm old devil with white eyebrows on his face and continued: "your understanding of the Seven Star Yuanye is far better than this Tao. On the way, you are hiding, Luo Chuan may not find it, but your every move can't hide from this Tao. White eyebrow, you have deep feelings for the Seven Star Chamber of Commerce."

"When I was young, I used to travel in the Seven Star Yuanye for a long time." the white browed old devil smiled faintly.

"Just traveling? The reason why the master of the kingdom of Xia kept us alive was that we were all hiding top secrets." Qin Mo's ancestor smiled: "three hundred years ago, you stabbed in the void, killed the four ancestors, and were captured by the teachers and students of the kingdom of Xia. Since then, Wushuang Jun has never returned to the Seven Star Yuanye. Three hundred years ago, you disappeared at the same time... Baimei, you really think you are a fool?"

"Now that you have guessed, what else can you ask?" the old devil smiled.

Even if he is seen through, he is still so elegant.

"Sure enough, your white eyebrow is the unparalleled king!" the Qin devil's eyes were clear.

In the haze of Blackstone castle, the white browed old devil raised his head and looked out of the window. His temperament gradually changed. He was still in blue and gray robes, but he was like the king of cloth clothes. His eyes were full of pride and publicity.

"Why, I'm not going to tell Luo Chuan yet." Qin devil asked faintly.

"Friar of Tianmen..." the white browed old devil shook his head and said with a smile, "although we have to work for him, we don't have to give everything to him. Unless he can prove that he is a friar of Tianmen."

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Apart from the ancient city where the Seven Star Chamber of commerce is located, all the fields in the depths of the mountain are inclined downward and form a large slope with the horizontal plane. Unlike xiayinchuan in the Tang Dynasty, the Yinchuan in the Seven Star Yuanye didn't need to dig the ground and take a suspension bridge. Before long, Luochuan could feel the strong spirit of yin and evil, and the Yinchuan had arrived.

In the gray mountains and rivers, the cold smell came to my face. I could vaguely hear the roar of Yinchuan Jiaohu in the distance.

"Just find a cave to practice."

Luo Chuan uses the wind method to escape and fly across the mountains and rivers of Yinchuan.

Mountains rise and fall, underground rivers gurgle. Half an hour later, Luochuan has passed hundreds of miles and is getting farther and farther away from the Seven Star ancient city.

At this time, two purple suns rose from a distance, vague and looming.

"Yinchuan is not only the moon, how can there be the sun?"

Luo Chuan said to himself.

The center of the eyebrow expands to both sides, and Luo Chuan opens his heavenly eyes.

The deliberately arranged maze is in vain under Luochuan's heavenly eyes, revealing the Yinchuan mountains and rivers hidden behind the maze.

Luo Chuan's body was shocked.

What kind of sun is that!

Clearly, it is a pair of huge eyes like the purple sun.

"What..."

Luo Chuan opened his eyes, magnified his eyesight to the extreme, and finally saw it clearly.

Behind the gray fog, there is a serpentine Python for tens of miles.

The python is dressed in purple scales, and the whole body emits a terrible smell. It is reasonable to say that this Python has been able to evolve into a dragon, but this Python in Luochuan's vision does not.

It has eight long legs like dead wood and eight eyes, similar to a spider.

"The legendary spider ghost demon... Is it the descendant of spider ghost demon and ancient Python more than ten thousand years ago?"

Luo Chuan shook his head and was about to continue looking for the cave. Suddenly, he felt something wrong.

Across dozens of miles, Luo Chuan could clearly feel that the smell of Python was slowly weakening.

With a movement in his heart, Luo Chuan's mind rose to Tianmen.

Dozens of miles away, on the mountains and rivers under the Python's head, there was a demon seal.

Each fiend is guarded by an invisible monk, which surrounds the python. In addition to 108 demons, Python is surrounded by a Dharma array.

The Tianmen idea floated under the python, and Luo Chuan's pupil shrank.

"It's the spirit pulse!"

With the method of hand pinching and printing, Luo Chuan urged the spirit hunting immortal duty, and his sensing power increased again. A spirit pulse of hundreds of miles appeared in his vision.

"Baili spirit pulse, it's here! Although the Python's body is getting weaker and weaker, there is a vigorous breath under it... It's waiting to give birth. I specially found a Baili spirit pulse to give birth to a small python. It's a big deal."

Looking at nearly 100 corpses and bones under the snake head, Luo Chuan understood.

The python swam out from the depths of Yinchuan and found a hundred mile spirit pulse to produce a small snake, but Leng Yuling found it. The dispatched firm was completely destroyed. Leng Yuling joined forces with various firms and spent a lot of money to invite expert friars to remove snakes.

"Who gave birth..."

The confused voice sounded from Luochuan's shoulder. The white bat looked up and yawned.

"Little ancestor, you finally wake up." Luo Chuanxi said, "little bastard! Little ancestor! Do you think that snake is fun? You get it here and get the spirit pulse under it together."

The white bat rubbed his eyes and looked at the python: "a little snake... I don't play! I know you want me to fight with it! If you win, I'll give it to you! I'm smart!"

Then the white bat flapped his wings and kept patting Luo Chuan's head. He hummed angrily, "I don't fight! I don't fight! I'm not mature yet!"

"Turn over and over, that's it! Don't bother!"

Luo Chuan's face was speechless. The hundred mile spirit pulse was in front of him. He could not eat. It was conceivable that he was depressed in his heart.

He grabbed the white bat. Luo Chuan squeezed it with his hands, stepped on it with his feet, and ravaged it with great strength: "call you immature! Call you immature! You're mature for me!"

"Giggle... Giggle... Itch!" the white bat squinted, twisted around under the ravage of Luochuan, and laughed comfortably from time to time.

"Stop playing." Luo Chuan picked up the white bat and hummed.

"Still want to play." white bat looked at Luo Chuan.

"Unless you bring me that spiritual pulse," Luo Chuan said.

"I haven't done it yet..."

Luo Chuan turned his eyes, pinched the white bat's mouth, kneaded it into a ball, got up and swept away.

Although the hundred mile spirit pulse makes Luo Chuan very excited, the first thing at present is not to possess the spirit pulse.

Python is more than 50 miles long. When he raises his head, he can level with the peak of Yinchuan.

Luo Chuan stopped at a mountain ten miles away from the python, looking for a mountain that can see the Python and monks, but can not be easily found.

Soon, Luochuan found two back-to-back peaks.

The two peaks are hidden among the peaks and have an excellent view, especially on the cliff facing the python. There are also several caves.

It is also Luo Chuan who can only find it with Tianmen magic.

"That's it."

Luo Chuan put away the idea of Tianmen, bounced away from a peak and flew to the cave in the East.

Luo Chuan didn't find it. Just as he entered the cave, another figure flew into the cave of the mountain in the West. The man also didn't find Luo Chuan.

Entering the cave, Luo Chuan hung the white bat on his shoulder and took out the keel of the land from the storage ring.