Facial Paralysis God Raises a Cat

Cat ears No. [-]

Mensao Tiandi Descends to Earth

Above the Nine Heavens.

Emperor Muyang opened his eyes from the Longan Immortal Pond.

He walked out of the fairy pond slowly, and sat by the pond with a blank expression on his face.

This sitting is seven days and seven nights.

Accusations against my stupid cat.

Emperor Muyang's heart was about to vomit and bleed.

Obsession?

My stupid cat said that the relationship between him and himself is only because of "obsession"?

This is really the most ridiculous and ridiculous joke that he has heard since the creation of the world.

How did it cut the memory of that stupid cat to come to such an absurd conclusion.

but.

What bothered Emperor Muyang the most was his stupid cat's IQ covered in lard.

It was hopeless.

He really thought that pulling out a soul was as easy as pulling out a hemp rope?

Think that consuming thousands of years of divine power to mend the soul and nourish the soul is as easy and simple as eating and sleeping?

He had no idea how much he valued him.

Pay attention to the point where he even uses the seed of life alone to create a body for him.

But he was just a little resentful.

Then I wanted to see the stupid cat making a fool of myself to soothe my depressed mood.

How could that stupid cat feel happy?

Ok.

He was indeed entertained...

Emperor Muyang thought of this.

I really feel wronged and deserved.

He really underestimated the "local products" in the world of purgatory.

Creating a demon is so artistic and logical.

It really made him feel full of complaints.

Actually also speechless.

It's almost like I'm going to be slagged by myself to a new height.

After Muyang Tiandi was paralyzed in all kinds of faces.

Reminds me of the tattoo on Stupid Cat's face.

That was the seal he carved with his own hands when he drew his soul.

Its purpose is to better allow one's own soul to give birth to seven souls and six souls, forming a completely independent individual.

But in the stupid cat's sea of ​​consciousness that day, Emperor Muyang really saw other things mixed in his seal.

And Emperor Muyang also knew what it was.

That is actually the original monster of the purgatory world - the tentacles of the scorching sun.

The scorching sun is not only the sun of the purgatory world, but also a kind of original monster.

What it likes most is to extend its tentacles to various biological individuals, amplifying their negative emotions and creating demons.

Absorb the dark forces generated by their emotions.

Thus, it is supplied to the main body, making it more and more large and full of energy.

Then provide plenty of sunlight for the entire purgatory world.

However, what makes Muyang Tiandi difficult is.

The tentacles of the scorching sun are not monsters that can be expelled.

He needs the host to perceive it and use his own strength to overcome it.

Otherwise, these monsters will always follow the host to collect dark power, even if they die, they will not leave.

but.

For Emperor Muyang.

There is no rush to expel demons for my stupid cat.

He has plenty of time to channel Dumb Cat's emotions.

He was in a hurry.

This stupid cat actually wants to separate the relationship between them with a simple "obsession"?

Just want to part ways with him?

Just want to fall in love with his "Brother Shan Yu" in the mortal world?

Just a fool's dream.

When he is a living display?

Think about this.

The corners of Muyang Tiandi's perfect mouth curled up slightly.

A sneer as perfect as a textbook was slowly outlined.

"Ha ha."

So, after seven days and seven nights.

One of the greatest and most inexplicable emergencies since the creation of the world has occurred in the heavens.

Emperor Muyang disappeared, and even Jiuchongtian disappeared with him.

In the mortal world.

A female monk who was crossing the last thunder tribulation suddenly stopped crossing the tribulation.

Because she is pregnant.

after October.

After a pregnant female monk gave birth to a boy, all that was left was a pile of ashes that looked like they had been struck by lightning.

……

A hundred years later.

The Youhan Sect produced a genius who cultivated immortals.

Not only is the root bone excellent, but the spiritual root is deep, and the understanding is excellent.

But at the age of a hundred, he has cultivated to the late stage of body integration, which is really enviable by others.

Moreover, this genius has an extremely high seniority in the Youhan Sect.

Remember decades ago.

A young man with delicate features, but the foundation has not yet been built, came to the gate of the Youhan Sect in a pure white robe.

Just before the door boy had time to question him, how did his mortal body climb up the Youhan Peak, which is known as the precipice of the fairy mountain.

It is rumored that he has already cultivated the body of a loose immortal, but the ancestor of the sect who traveled around suddenly rushed back.

Also on that day.

This young man of unknown origin joined Ruobi Xianzun's sect.

He became the Master's Master's Master's Master's Master's Master's Master's Uncle.

So for the sake of convenience, the entire Youhan Sect called this young man, Master Uncle.

Just started.

The entire Youhan Sect, including the suzerain Taoist Cui Song.

They were all very unconvinced about this.

A layman who has not entered the sect of cultivating immortals, unexpectedly became their master uncle just like that.

Not only can they treat each other with courtesy when they meet each other every day, but they even pay more attention to accommodation and service than the suzerain.

The point is, this layman is really too ignorant of flattery.

When you meet him every day, if you say hello to him, not only will he not say anything, he won't even give you a look.

Therefore, at that time, none of the Youhan Sect, from the suzerain to the outer disciples, welcomed him.

Although due to the face of the first ancestor Ruobi Immortal Venerable, the suzerain Taoist Cui Song just turned a blind eye.

But the other disciples of Youhan Sect are not so open-minded.

Although everyone didn't dare to express their dissatisfaction openly, there were many stumbling blocks secretly.

For example, when he has not yet bigu, send a rotten meal.

Or, equip his room with some moldy furniture.

He even secretly put some mice into his room, making him restless.

But oddly enough.

No matter how much they tossed this outsider Han master's uncle, even if he was caught on the spot occasionally, he just took a quiet look before turning around and leaving.

Not only will he not say a word, he will not even have an expression of anger or surprise.

Therefore, at that time, some disciples of the Youhan Sect who were not in a healthy state of mind tried every means to torment the silent Gourd Master Uncle.

He also nicknamed him "Dumb" behind his back.

But this situation only lasted a year or two.

Since the layman's master uncle established the foundation, he has been consecrated, fused, and moved all the way, and he has formed the golden elixir in less than two years. This not only surprised those disciples who were thinking of tripping him every day, but also caused ghosts. The attention of the Sovereign of the Han Sect.

Although Youhan Sect is the number one cultivating immortal sect on Muyang Continent.

But among the tens of thousands of internal and external disciples of the Youhan Sect, there are only a few hundred disciples in the Golden Core Stage.

And most of them are not easy to form alchemy, and after finally forming alchemy, their cultivation often stagnates.

But this "dumb" master uncle is different.

When forming a pill, there is no need to retreat.

If it weren't for the abnormality in the sky above his room that day, the entire Youhan sect would probably not have known about it, and they would have gained a master uncle in the Jindan period that day.

After ten years.

Just when those Jindan stage disciples in the inner sect were struggling to find a breakthrough but couldn't find the way, this Jindan stage master and uncle cultivated Nascent Soul.

It can be regarded as a real step into the palace of cultivating immortals.

And even after decades.

All the Youhan Sect disciples who met the Youhan Sect Master's uncle Yuan Ying that day, when they talked about it, all of them showed shocking expressions.

Everyone knows that Yuanying is a miniature version, the self in the middle of the income is the real baby of oneself.

But the Nascent Soul of their master uncle is different.

Even though their uncle's appearance was considered delicate and good-looking even in the world of cultivating immortals, when they saw the palm-sized Nascent Soul of their uncle, they only had one thought.

Their master uncle really looks crooked.

It's not as good-looking as a ten-millionth of his original Nascent Soul!

Although the Nascent Soul was only the size of a palm, it was so perfect that it made people want to kneel down and worship.

So the day when their master and uncle gave birth to the Nascent Soul.

More than a hundred disciples present, including Taoist Cui Song, the patriarch of the Youhan Sect, all knelt down in unison.

Even inexplicably, he no longer even had the thought of looking up at the appearance of the Nascent Soul for a second time.

I just want to bow down devoutly.

to recall later.

In fact, everyone doesn't quite remember what their uncle's Nascent Soul looks like, but they all firmly believe that it is such a perfect existence.

That is to say, from the day when their master uncle was born as a Nascent Soul, the entire Youhan Sect changed their attitudes of disregard and contempt towards him.

Almost everyone began to respect their grandparents.

After all, in the world of comprehension, it is a rule to worship the strong.

Then decades.

Their master and uncle went out of their bodies, distracted their minds, and merged together, and it went so smoothly that it was unimaginable.

just now.

Although their master and uncle are still in the fusion stage.

But they are already Taoist Cui Song, the suzerain of Dongxu's cultivation base, whenever they see their master and uncle, they have to respectfully ask for advice on one or two ways of cultivating Taoism.

Although most of the time, Taoist Cui Song did not get a look from their master and uncle.

But occasionally, Master Uncle would still open a golden mouth.

Then, it was the day when the master of the Youhan Sect retreated and digested.

in this way.

The genius uncle of the Youhan Sect has become their pride and treasure.

Therefore, the Youhan Sect, who has always liked to show off and set up altars to preach and recruit disciples, has never let their genius master uncle come out to preach and attract attention.

Of course, it is estimated that no one in the Youhan Sect can invite the uncle with facial paralysis to set up an altar to preach.

Even some fellow Taoists who came here to discuss the Tao and the Law with that genius, the Youhan Sect would send them away one by one.

I'm afraid of disturbing the tranquility of their precious uncle.

this day.

Taoist Cui Song, who had been in retreat for many days and still couldn't figure out the golden words of his master's uncle, had just left the retreat when he saw his master's uncle standing in front of his room door.

So he hurried forward to salute.

Then, without accident, he was ignored by his uncle.

However, he has long been used to it.

After he saluted, he happily asked his uncle and uncle: "Uncle and nephew are dull, and have been unable to comprehend the artistic conception of what you said a few days ago. I hope that uncle and uncle will explain it clearly again."

Master Uncle, who was still in white robe, just glanced at Taoist Cui Song indifferently.

Said: "In a few days, the ghost thief will patronize the treasury of the Youhan Sect."

"what?"

Taoist Cui Song was taken aback.

What surprised him wasn't what his family's master uncle said.

But how could his master and uncle speak such "human words"?

Thinking of what his family's master uncle said to him a few days ago, "Worry, why worry, worry, worry about heaven..."

Just like two people!

In addition, the ghost thief is so familiar.

Isn't he the thief who has been stealing the magic weapons of the various cultivating sects for hundreds of years?

"You remove the disciples guarding the treasure house, I will be enough for that day."

After explaining, Master Uncle didn't care whether Taoist Cui Song understood or had any objections, so he turned and left.

Taoist Cui Song looked at the calm and breezy back of his master uncle, and complained silently: "Master uncle, you came here to wait for the poor Taoist, maybe it's just to find a job as a gatekeeper..."

But Tucao is Tucao.

Taoist Cui Song did not dare to neglect the instructions of his family's master uncle.

Besides, their Youhan sect lost face hundreds of years ago because they lost the most precious treasure, the Youhan mirror.

If his master uncle can catch this ghost thief this time, it will definitely revive their Youhan Sect's reputation in the entire cultivation world.

And he also firmly believed that since his master and uncle could predict when the ghost thief would come to the Youhan sect, it would be no problem to catch him.

Sure enough, my master uncle is very powerful.

So proud!

a few days later.

A spirit body that twisted its lower body and body into the shape of poop swaggered into the Youhan Sect who was surrounded by many barriers.

And humming a little tune, he floated into the treasure house of the Youhan Sect that no one had a hand in.

"what?"

After Mo You floated into the treasure house, he saw a man in a white robe sitting in the middle of the treasure house with his eyes closed.

"Who is this? Actually meditating in the treasure house?"

Mo You floated around the man with great interest, and finally said to herself with pursed mouth: "Forget it, I'd better grab a few treasures and leave quickly, so that Brother Shan Yu won't nag me again."

With that said, Mo You was ready to drift away from the man.

Unexpectedly, at this time.

The man's eyes suddenly opened, and his gaze happened to fall on the face of Mo You, who was in the shape of a pooping spirit.