The three of them walked across a cliff and saw several strange-looking demon monks who were comparing with each other's magic, as if they were fighting for whom their magic was stronger.

When passing through a pavilion, two people were fighting each other with talisman techniques. Although the battle was very fierce, they all had smiles on each other's faces, which was obviously very enjoyable.

"Is this what your sect practices on a daily basis?" Fu Donglai couldn't help asking.

"Not that, on weekdays, elders will teach their subordinates and their practices. Occasionally, the ancestors will come out to preach, and everyone will gather together to discuss the Tao and listen to the Dharma. Only in their spare time can they compete with their fellow disciples and brothers to fight magic with each other. Everyone can understand each other and stop when they click, which will be of great help to their practice." The little Taoist boy explained.

The sound of the mansion from the east was heard in my ears, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.

When I was at Shitu Ridge, even when my classmates were having sex, they often kept their hands freely and had a scene of sharing each other with their lives. How could there be such a harmonious atmosphere in Fangcunshan?

Chen Luo saw it and found it quite interesting, and said in his heart: "Only such an unconventional sect can teach disciples as charming as Sun Wukong..."

Several people walked forward with a light pace. When they reached some forks of roads, Chen Luo could still find the right direction with their memory. This made the Taoist boy in charge of leading the way a little surprised, thinking that Chen Luo had come to Fangcunshan before.

When he asked, Chen Luo just smiled and denied it without explaining more.

Soon, the three of them trekked all the way to the top of a mountain...

The vegetation on the top of the mountain is sparse, with a naturally formed open area, and a simple thatched hut is built on it.

There are only three adjacent houses in thatched hut. In front is a small courtyard surrounded by fences. A wooden gatehouse of more than one person is built in the middle. A wooden plaque is hung horizontally on it, with three large characters "Fangcunju" engraved on it.

In Chen Luo's memory, I vaguely remember that I had been here, but I had never seen any thatched hut at that time. I think that at that time, it was probably damaged and no longer existed.

The Taoist boy led Shen Luo and the others into the courtyard. He saw a small vegetable garden on the left side of the courtyard, and a pair of stone tables and benches on the right side. It looked very simple and simple, almost the same as a farmer in the city.

"The ancestor has the will to let Donor Chen enter the house and ask the donor Chen to drink tea here and wait for a while." The little Taoist boy said, waving his sleeves across the stone table.

A blue light flashed on the table, and a set of exquisite purple clay pots and tea sets fell on the table.

Tea has been added to the tea cup, the color is light green and clear, filled with a faint fragrance, refreshing.

"Thank you." Fu Donglai thanked him and sat down immediately.

Chen Luo said "I'm working hard" to the Taoist boy, and then followed him to the thatched hut in the middle.

When he approached, the little boy pushed the dark wooden door, said the word "please", and then gave in.

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, but still stepped in.

As soon as his feet crossed the threshold, his heart suddenly tightened and he immediately wanted to withdraw.

But before he could move, he had not noticed any strangeness in the door before. The void suddenly twisted, and a powerful pulling force directly pulled him, staggering, and stumbled into the door.

This twisting power is very powerful. Even Chen Luo is now a cultivator in the True Immortal Stage, but he cannot stop his pounce and is about to stagger and fall.

He only felt that the front of his eyes was dark first, and then lit up instantly.

Before Chen Luo could react, his arm was supported by a thin palm.

"Be careful, don't break my violet crabapple." A sound that was quite vicissitudes also sounded at the same time.

"I have seen the Bodhi Patriarch." After Chen Luo stood firm, he immediately bowed his fists and bowed.

"No need to be polite..." The thin palm pressed down his hands that were holding his chest and said with a smile.

Chen Luo put down his hands and then looked up at the old man and a flowerbed of dozens of feet in size behind him.

The old man had a clear face, his eyebrows were slender, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he had three long strands of beards. He was wearing a green robe, with golden ribbons tied around his waist, and his two large sleeves rolled to his elbows. He looked a bit like a fairy and a bit like a fireworks on earth.

The only thing that is not there is the unfathomable nature of many monks.

"It's strange, how could the cause and effect line on you be so chaotic?" The old man held two hands with mud, frowned and looked at Chen Luo, looking puzzled, as if asking, or saying to himself.

Chen Luo was watched by him like this, as if he had seen all the secrets at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart.

"Don't be nervous. When I first saw you, I felt that there was some strange fate in the dark, but I couldn't see it clearly for a while. Then I invited you to come here to reunite for some fortune." Bodhi Patriarch said with a smile when he saw this.

"It turns out that the boy in the city at the foot of the mountain was indeed arranged by the ancestor." Chen Luo knew it in his heart and said.

"What arrangement is that it is transformed by a wisp of soul. I didn't expect that you would find me like a square mountain based on that sketch." Bodhi Patriarch smiled.

After saying that, he led the sinking land and walked along the ridge beside the flowerbed to a bamboo ward outside the field.

Looking along the way, I saw countless strange flowers and plants around me, each with strange phenomena. One of the red flowers was still burning with flames, but there were no ashes.

Next to it is a cold grass covered with ice crystals. The two are so close that they can not affect each other, which is also a mystery.

However, what surprised the most was that among these flowers and plants that looked like they were not ordinary things, there were actually several common peonies, roses and other seedlings. Although they did not have the mist of fairy spirits, they also bloomed enthusiastically and flourished.

It seems that for the Bodhi Patriarch, no matter whether he is an immortal or an ordinary person, he is happy based on his thoughts.

The two came to the bamboo dormitory, sat opposite each other at a bamboo table, and also placed a pot of tea.

"Looking at the strong pure yang energy on your body, Chiyou's demonic energy is also arrogant, and the balance is well maintained. What secret method should be there?" Bodhi Patriarch looked at Chen Luo and asked.

Chen Luo just nodded, but did not explain carefully.

"No matter what method is used, it doesn't seem to be a long-term solution. The method of Xuanyang refining cannot be abused, otherwise it will only cause irreversible disasters." Bodhi Patriarch reminded.

Chen Luo heard this and was shocked.

When my mysterious magical art of transforming demons is not used, it is easy to see through it. Every time I use it, it also has a considerable price, that is, it will damage the yang and turn the yin, causing the demonic energy to further invade. Until the demonic energy takes over, his body will be completely demonized.

According to Chen Luo's own guess, by that time, he will become Chi You's demon soul clone.
Chapter completed!