Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

The incense is curling up, and everything is silent.

Aqiu didn't respond.

Mo Chuan, who was familiar with the process of offering incense and praying, turned a deaf ear to this. He held the incense in his hand and prayed to God three times until the incense burned to ashes, then he had to stop.

After the incense dissipated, Mo Chuan's expression, which he tried hard to control, gradually became uncertain.

Is this too far apart for incense to come?
Still don't want to respond?

Or maybe... the Sacrifice Furnace is not A Qiu's magical weapon? !

Thinking of the third possibility, Mo Chuan's eyes flashed suddenly.

The third possibility seems absurd at first glance.

After all, the sacrificial furnace came from A Qiu's head, so how could A Qiu not know?

However, in fact, Mo Chuan did not know all about the trophies in the Sacrifice Furnace.

I especially remember that when he first set foot on the road, every time he killed an enemy, he would look through the trophies with great interest and consider each item carefully.

Later, he gradually became too lazy to watch.

Especially the trophies of Jindan Yuanying and his ilk are really numerous and countless.

He usually just scans it with his mind, randomly selects a few items, and sweeps the rest into the warehouse.

I'll look through it slowly when I have time.

In fact, when you get busy, you forget about it very quickly.

In addition, he does not lack the supernatural powers of manipulative tools, and he has the way of incense and fire or even the dark and dark realm as retreats, so the demand for more powerful magic tools has always been weak.

To judge oneself and others, perhaps the same is true for Ah Qiu.

Just imagine, it is entirely possible that Ah Qiu used the magic of small and large, transforming into a billion-foot-long giant to fight with the enemy, but was brutally dismembered, and his equipment exploded all over the ground and was scattered on his rotting body.

But if this guess is true, his previous guess about "the ritual furnace recognizing its owner" is wrong.

"Is it possible that I am not an avenger... but the remnant soul of someone who died in battle transformed into a body of a dead body, so I was accommodated by the deep realm of the dead world... until my natal magic weapon, the Sacrificial Furnace, was awakened?"

"But in this case, how could Aqiu control me through the star ring talisman?"

"Or is it that during the hundred thousand years of reincarnation, the parts that make up me gradually became infected with Aqiu's disease, and therefore were controlled?"

Circles of wisdom fire spread from the back of Mo Chuan's head as the brainstormed.

The sudden thought at this moment made his heart surge and his mind moved!
After a long while, he breathed out gently, barely suppressing his boiling thoughts, and stopped over-interpreting.

There are too few known conditions at present, and it is easy to make a mistake by a thousand miles through random thinking;
In addition, if the cultivation level is too low, even if the truth is discovered, it will not mean much.

However, this reflection is not meaningless.

At least he was sure of two things:
One, the Sacrifice Dao Furnace was far more powerful than he imagined.

Second, the main function of the star ring talisman may be to isolate the spread of information, including the incense path.The so-called self-destruction may be just a side function.

The first point is particularly important.

This means that he doesn't have to escape in advance now.

Maybe it was just an accident that the Return Wind Flying Shuttle was stranded in Xingye.

Thinking about it from his perspective, if he were a Golden Immortal monk, there would be no need for him to act so recklessly.

After thinking about it, he simply waited patiently.

I don't want to, this wait is endless silence.

On the third day, Mo Chuan couldn't sit still.

He was also basically sure that this matter was definitely not aimed at him, otherwise three days would be enough for Jinxian to kill three times.

He simply left the guest room and went out to investigate.

As soon as I arrived on the deck of the flying boat, I saw that many monks had gathered in the public activity area, each in groups, whispering.

Mo Chuan was about to use his magical power to eavesdrop in all directions.

Unexpectedly, a frail young man walked over while looking around, raised his hands and asked: "Xiao Ke Fangji, dare I ask my friend, what happened to the Return of the Flying Tissot? Why has there been no movement for three days in a row? ?”

Master Dao, do I look so easy to talk to?
Mo Chuan murmured to himself, cupped his hands and replied: "Youxu, a poor man, also watched the Flying Sky Shuttle not moving for three days, so he came out to find out something, but now his eyes are completely dark and he has no idea what he is talking about." "That's it!"

Fang Ji's eyes showed disappointment, and then he said goodbye and walked into the crowd.

Mo Chuan's heart moved, so he simply followed suit and started chatting casually.

The two people with the same purpose soon blended into the crowd.

"Fellow Taoists, do you know what happened to Fengfei Tiansuo this time?"

"In Pindao's opinion, there is something wrong with the Flying Sky Shuttle itself? Or there is something wrong with the Si Pleiades hub."

"Why did you say this, fellow Daoist?"

"Fellow Taoist, you don't know. There are only three Taiyi-class airships traveling between Si Pleia hub and Lumpi hub. Now that this one is in trouble, it will not only affect us passengers, but also the trade between the two hubs. Taiyi Shangxian How could we let it go? But just by counting on my fingers, three days have passed and there is still no sign of departure. From this point of view, the result is already obvious. "

"Xiao Ke remembers that the previous announcement said that he encountered time and space turbulence. Could it be that the flying shuttle was damaged because of this?"

"There is a possibility that the Return Wind Flying Shuttle is only a Taiyi-class spaceship after all. It is normal for it to suffer damage when it encounters severe space-time turbulence."

In the busy exchanges among the passengers, Mo Chuan finally got some clues, and his eyes were not completely black.

In fact, what the crowd was discussing was common sense knowledge. As a foreigner, he was so lacking in common sense that he seemed dull and ignorant.

During the exchange, Mo Chuan keenly discovered that Fang Ji's knowledge was also very lacking.

I don’t know what the reason is?
After intentionally showing goodwill, the two quickly became familiar with each other and even exchanged communication talismans.

As the crowd's topics gradually shifted to different directions, a loud announcement suddenly resounded through the flying boat.

"My dear guests, is there anyone who is proficient in talisman and seal carving? If you are interested, come to Longquan Hall as soon as possible. The return air shuttle encountered the turbulence of time and space and was seriously damaged. It will take a long time to repair. I would like to ask all my guests to work together. Get out of trouble soon!"

As soon as the announcement came out, there was a silence on the huge deck, and then there was a loud noise.

Some people were so excited that they slapped their thighs;

Some people are worried.

"Look! I guessed it right, right? Let me tell you, if it can be delayed for three days, there must be something wrong with the Flying Sky Shuttle."

"If this can't be done well, won't we be reduced to Hoshino?"

Mo Chuan listened to the discussions around him and thought, what a coincidence, he has quite a lot of research on the art of talismans.

Especially when he is in charge of the Buddha's Sotapanna and has fully understood all the leaks, he can't invent and create, but he can be called a good hand in solving problems and doing reverse research.

However, he thought so in his heart, but his feet didn't move at all.

——If the sky falls, there will be someone to support you. You are just trying to escape, so you don’t have to stand out.

"Fellow Taoist Youxu, I know a little about the magic of talismans. Let's go and see what's going on."

Mo Chuan didn't want to go, and he didn't want Fang Ji to be by his side, so he said goodbye in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, fellow Taoist, walk slowly."

Mo Chuan returned the gift politely and watched Fang Ji leave.

At this time, he also found out the reality of the Return Wind Flying Sky Shuttle, so he simply stopped staying and returned to the guest room to rest.

The starfield is deserted, day and night.

Because of the previous brainstorming, Mo Chuan wanted to organize the loot, but the environment did not allow it, so he had to give up temporarily.

Simply practice silently.

I don't know how much time had passed, but a knock on the door interrupted Mo Chuan's practice.

"Squeak-"

When the door opened, Fang Ji, a young man whom he had known not long ago, was standing in front of the door with sunken eyes and pale face, but he was extremely excited. The moment he opened his mouth, Mo Chuan's curiosity was aroused.

"Fellow Daoist, the situation of the Return Wind Flying Sky Shuttle may be more serious than expected."

"Ah? Fellow Taoist come in and explain in detail."

Upon hearing this, Mo Chuan quickly stepped aside to make room and invited Fang Ji into the room for a detailed discussion.

One more, don't wait.