Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The seed of faith that Mo Yu sent out was extremely secretive, and it fell into Tianjizi's body without attracting anyone's attention.

And he himself was still eating melon seeds happily, unaware.

That is, after this seed fell on Tianjizi, Mo Yu had a wonderful induction, as if some kind of connection had been established in the dark.

Divine Favor.

Mo Yu's heart suddenly flashed this word that often appears in Western mythology.

Then his mind moved, and a wisp of divine consciousness jumped into the ball of light in front of him, and instantly reached Tianjizi's body.

When he opened his eyes, the noise around him was unusually real, and the old man was still talking about the divine power of Erlang Zhenjun on the wooden lift not far away.

The third monster that has been subjugated to the Eight Monsters is a large python.

Mo Yu remembered that the third monster in his story was not a python.

But the old man's eloquence was really good, Mo Yu listened for a little two seconds, and was almost attracted to it.

At this time, he noticed a panic and trembling in the soul in his body, as if there was an emotion surging up in a frenzy, wanting to compete with him for the ownership of the body.

He imitated Yang Jian's voice and said indifferently in his mind: "Don't panic." "

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Tianjizi is drinking tea in the teahouse today, and by the way, he is ready to listen to the story of the new revision.

Speaking of which, this story was adapted by him with great effort, and it is more in line with the cognition of ordinary people in the Dongxuan world, even Mr. Storyteller was dug up elsewhere by him through the power of the sect.

He also prepared other tricks, preparing to wait a few days for the senior brothers in the door to pretend to be the followers of Erlang Zhenjun, spread faith in the city, help others heal and save people, and guide the maze.

He is very good at this set.

However, just as he was happily listening to the story, he suddenly lost control of his body, obviously sitting in place, but he couldn't move his hands or speak, but his vision and hearing were not damaged, and the situation was extremely weird.

It's as if your body doesn't belong to you at this moment, and you become a spectator.

He was terrified, desperately trying to raise his arm and reclaim his body.

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in his head: "Don't panic. "

This voice was calm and steady, appearing directly in his mind, he only felt familiar at first, and the next moment he reacted, this is the voice of Erlang Zhenjun.

His heart moved, and he guessed that it was not Erlang Zhenjun that the god had descended on him at this time?

He was excited in his heart, why did Erlang Zhenjun befall him at this time? Is there any special reason, or is it that he has done a good job during this time, and he wants to give him some rewards?

He guessed so much in his heart, but he didn't know that when Mo Yu fell on him, his emotions could be truly perceived.

Mo Yu smiled secretly in his heart, this old man is in the world, and he never forgets to ask for benefits.

He said in his mind: "Don't panic, Ben Zhenjun is just familiarizing himself with the rules of this world, and trying to see if the previous methods can be used."

In addition, you have done a good job during this time, you will come home in a while, set up the altar, set up the offerings and incense tables, recite the name of my god silently, and I will pass on a practice and elixir to you.

Although you Tianyanmen have the magic power of divination, but the exercises are not outstanding, your cultivation is not enough, your qi and blood have been defeated, if you don't enter the country again, Shouyuan will have twenty years at most. "

After Mo Yu finished speaking, he took back his divine thoughts.

Tianjizi regained control of his body in an instant, he was surprised and delighted, shouted a few words in his heart, did not hear Mo Yu's answer, and knew that Erlang Zhenjun had left.

At this time, he was still in the mood to listen to the story told by the old man on the stage, and his heart was full of the benefits that Mo Yu said, so he got up and left quickly.

As Mo Yu said, his longevity is not much, although Tianyanmen has a long heritage, but after twists and turns, there are only fragments of the way of cultivation, and the exercises above the exterior are lost.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have gotten to the point of scamming money on the streets.

And he has cultivated for many years, but he has only cultivated to the Divine Transformation Realm, although he has changed some physiques, he is a mortal body after all.

He looks no more than sixty years old, but his actual age is close to ninety, and in twenty years he will be close to one hundred and eleven, which is a real longevity.

But this is just relative to ordinary people, he is a cultivator, and he doesn't want to go to the patriarch so early.

What's more, his sect has a long history, and he knows a lot of secrets, and there are more ancient secrets.

Because of this, he knew that reincarnation overturned 200,000 years ago, and people died like lights going out, and they couldn't even be reincarnated.

This is also the reason why Mo Yu just gave a simple explanation some time ago, but he worked so hard.

There is a great terror between life and death, and the longer you live, the more afraid you are of death.

He went all the way back to his residence, which was a Taoist temple in the city, and when he entered the gate, he didn't care about the Taoist boy who saluted him and called him uncle, and went straight to his residence.

He was very skillful in carrying out the table, placing the tribute, and putting on the statue of the god created by the former trustee, which was seven points similar to Yang Jian.

Respectfully doing everything, he lit three incense sticks, and then bowed down and read Yang Jian's name in his mouth.

And Mo Yu was above the Nine Heavens at this time, and he had the intention to experiment, deliberately turning off his divine vision and returning to his normal perspective.

There are no light spots around him.

At this moment, the voice of Tianjizi appeared next to his ear, reciting Yang Jian's divine name.

"Sure enough. "

Mo Yu was overjoyed in his heart, his eyes moved, and countless lights representing believers appeared beside him again, and a point of light expanded rapidly, showing the picture of Tianjizi's worship.

He thought about it for a while, and spent 10,000 luck in the mythology list to exchange for a "Yuqing Foundation Building", which only had 3,000 words, but every word was fine.

It is the introductory exercise of the Jade Void Palace.

Don't underestimate this introductory exercise, in this world, it is enough for people to cultivate all the way to the Cave Heaven Realm.

Become a strong party.

Then Mo Yu flipped through his ring again, and found many pills in the ring of the Huangquan Sect Master, some of which could enhance qi and blood, which were suitable for cultivation.

As soon as he raised his hand, he directly transmitted this exercise to Tianjizi's mind in the form of words, and threw down three bottles of Huangquan Sect's elixir through the light cluster.

Tianjizi is bowing respectfully, silently reciting the name of Erlang Zhenjun.

In a moment, a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and these lights suddenly appeared, arranged in front of his eyes, and turned into a cultivation exercise.

Immediately, these words were arranged in an orderly manner, and instantly submerged into his eyebrows and into his sea of knowledge.

He was startled at first, and then found that there was nothing unusual, he perceived it carefully, and suddenly found that there was an extra exercise in his mind, he read it simply, only to feel that this exercise was unfathomable, pointing directly to the True Immortal Dao, and his heart was extremely happy.

At this moment, three more rays of light shot out from Yang Jian's statue, landed on the table, and turned into three small porcelain bottles.

Tianjizi stepped forward and opened one of the bottles, and suddenly there was a medicinal fragrance, and he poured out a pill, which was pale red and the size of a dragon's eye.

He was a knowledgeable person, and he immediately knew that this elixir was extraordinary, and he was even more surprised in his heart.

Hurriedly put the pill back, and this time he solemnly bowed down to Yang Jian's statue, and kept thanking him.

"Erlang Zhenjun rest assured, Lao Dao will do his best to promote the name of mythology, and it will be known to everyone. "

He said this with sincerity and enthusiasm that he had never felt before.

Far away, Mo Yu, who was above the nine heavens, saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth raised.

Grace and power are always the best means, let others know their strength and dare not betray, and at the same time give favors, you can completely control the other party.