Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

It ranges from a hundred taels of merit to more than a dozen taels of merit.

Lu Chen did not choose the one with the highest price, but looked for the one that best suited his current state.

Tiancaidibao doesn't mean that the more expensive the better, it still needs to be tailored to local conditions.

Suddenly, Lu Chen, who had one eye and ten lines at a time, stopped looking.

A section of green vine caught Lu Chen's attention.

The vines are emerald green, finger-length, with a few tooth-shaped leaves. At first glance, they are very ordinary, but it is not difficult to find something strange like a god's light when you take a closer look.

[Incense fire vine, a thing in front of the gods born under the sun and moonlight, born of incense, contains divine power, and it is a thing that opens the gods.The merits of heaven and earth required: 36 taels of money. 】

"Incense..."

Lu Chen murmured faintly, and a pleasant smile flashed in his eyes.

With a thought, a green vine appeared in Lu Chen's palm, and the merits of heaven and earth in the Taoist Tianzang also decreased accordingly.

Lu Chen held the incense vine with one hand and did not swallow it, but the light of Lihuo flickered between his brows, and he slowly lit one end of the incense vine.

The smoke rose and drifted out along the dark room, and merged with the incense gas gathered in Qingyun Temple, and the incense gas gradually loosened.

Lu Chen, who was already ready, took the right time, changed his handprints, and changed the supernatant Wuwei Jing into seizing, wantonly plundering the incense in Qingyun Temple, and pulling it into Lu Chen's body.

As the incense entered his body, the divine light in front of Lu Chen regained momentum and hit the last few acupoints.

Lu Chen got rid of distracting thoughts, closed his eyes again and walked away.

……

Look outside the clear clouds.

Qinghan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground with a cautious face, slowly raised his head, and so did Qiongqi in the distance.

One person and one cat felt the changes in Qingyun Temple, and their eyes were a little surprised.

For a moment, unexpectedly Qinghan suddenly turned his head, looking towards the direction down the mountain, his willow eyebrows stood up abruptly, alertness was written all over his pretty face.

The next moment, the woman in red disappeared into the courtyard.

Chapter 138 Red Lotus Fireworks 【Two in One】

He ignored Qinghan's departure of the woman in red.

Qiongqi, a short-haired blue cat sitting cross-legged on the porch, came back to his senses in a daze holding a small dried fish, and said with a smile: "So much spiritual power is not enough for him, and now I am mobilizing the incense again."

Qiongqi laughed dumbfoundedly.

Qiongqi is an ancient murderer who has been sleeping for many years and is very aware of the affairs of these gods.

Incense is almost the exclusive property of gods, and ordinary people can't move at all.

Ordinary warriors and goblins are at most passively contaminated.

Just like Qinghan's shaping of the spirit body and Lao Huai's enlightenment of spiritual wisdom, they are all passive contamination, which can be regarded as a chance.

But Lu Chen is different now, and he doesn't know what method he used to use the incense in Qingyun Temple.

This kind of use is to take the initiative to use incense and fire for oneself, to expand one's own cultivation or other things.

How big is the gap between this and passive contamination.

So this is what makes Qiongqi most puzzling and unexpected.

He didn't know that it was Lu Chen who lit the incense vine, and used the power of the incense in the incense vine to mobilize the incense aura of the entire Qingyun Temple.

"I really don't understand it."

The blue cat shrugged and smiled and licked the small dried fish in his hand, found a comfortable position, and lay sprawled under the eaves.

Anyway, his spiritual power is now locked by Lu Chen. Without strength, he can't do anything, so it's better to lie down comfortably.

Speaking of...

This small dried fish is really delicious.

……

At the foot of Qingyao Mountain, on a relatively remote path.

Qinghan hangs in the air, the red clothes dance wildly in the wind, the huge Chongming bird pattern behind him shines brightly, and the fire dispels all the night cold and morning dew.

After condensing the physique of a poor man, his aura reached its peak.

Looking at the distance with an incomparably stern expression on her beautiful face.

……

In the distance, two figures rushed forward one after the other.

The leader is a young monk in cassock, with Buddha's light secretly lingering on his body.

And a few hundred meters behind him, he was out of breath, his face was flushed and ugly, Li Zheng looked a little embarrassed.

As soon as Guan stepped into the path, he found a woman in red blocking the path. Qinghan raised her hand slightly, and the spiritual power in her body faintly twisted into a fire lotus, with a magnificent momentum.

Feeling Qinghan's imposing aura, Guan Yi quickly stopped in his tracks.

Before he had time to sigh the strange aura of Qing Han, the young monk quickly clasped his hands together in front of his chest, chanted the Buddha's name, and said in a very anxious tone: "Young monk, Shan Guanyi, came to pay a visit to Daoist Lu, and I have something important to tell you. !"

Hearing Guan Yi's words, the aura of Huo Lian in Qing Han's hand in mid-air eased slightly.

Qinghan held the fire lotus in his palm, nodded slightly to the young monk, and said firmly: "Qingyao Mountain has no visitors today, Master, please go back."

"How can this work..."

Guan Yi was a little anxious, and subconsciously took a step forward.

Qinghan's eyes suddenly turned cold, Huo Lian regained his momentum and confronted in the air.

Guan Yi took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and looked worried: "Benefactor, I really have something important to do with Daoist Lu, and it will be too late!"

The young monk didn't know the identity of the woman in red, so he didn't dare to speak out directly, for fear of making a mistake.

"Qingyao Mountain has no visitors today."

Qinghan repeated it again, but there was no warmth in the tone before, only the endless seriousness and coldness remained.