Mo Li glanced at the old sorcerer in front of him in a daze, and after a breath, he said, "I will be resurrected after death? Then should I die or live now?"

"My Li, the disciple of the master of Wentian, is dead, and the sorcerer, my disciple Li Mo is alive." Xi Yingzhen laughed haha ​​and continued to say to Mo Li, who had fallen into the fog, "You are lucky. The sorcerer, please look at you and plan to accept you as a little disciple for a few years. Come on, kneel down and kowtow, and let Lao Jiang treat you to a meal in a while... "

Seeing Mo Li still looking puzzled, the demon king who was watching the fun finally couldn't stand it. He came over and said to the person who was resurrected after death, "Baby, you have indeed died once. It is because of the Poyang Pill Liquid that cannot consume all your anger. Mr. Ying Zhen fixed your soul and awakened and urged your body to resurrect it. Only then did he resurrect after death."

"Consolidate the soul... awaken and activate the body..." Mo Li could not understand what the Demon King said. Even a cultivator who cultivated great supernatural powers could not be resurrected after death. The inability to be resurrected by a cultivator is an insurmountable gap for cultivators, so what is the Demon King saying? It is the king of demons in the world, so naturally he will not tell lies. It is just what the Demon King said, and his own abilities are really unresolved.

"It's said that little kid, you have good luck. If you live, you will live. Don't think so much. Come on, kowtow to pay homage to the master first." Looking at Mo Li's obsessive look, the old warlock laughed and continued to say to the person who was resurrected after death: "Hurry up, it's about to be dinner. Lao Jiang can't wait to treat you, kowtow quickly and let's go eat it now."

"I have a master..." At this time, Mo Li slowly stood up and saluted Xi Yingzhen for a while, and then continued: "In fact, it would be better for the great sorcerer to let Mo Li reincarnate directly. For me, reincarnation may not be a bad thing. In this way, the memory before reincarnation after death is still there, and it is really difficult to make Mo Li change to his master."

"Wrong, your name is Li Mo now, Mo Li is your name before your death. After the newborn, the name I gave you is Li Mo." Hearing that Mo Li was not going to take him as his teacher, Xi Yingzhen's face darkened. When this old sorcerer wanted to accept disciples, how many people came to come to become disciples crying and shouting? This was the first time he had encountered such a hot face and cold butt.

However, Xi Yingzhen also had a stubborn temper and said to Mo Li patiently: "Grandpa Warlock, no matter what great kindness and virtues those two Ji Lao had to do to you, you have died for them once, and you have paid back all the money. What? Grandpa Warlock has put so much effort into resurrection after you die. Are you planning to go back and continue to work for them?"

Mo Li sighed, and then said to Xi Yingzhen: "Originally, Mo Li was asking for death this time. If the great warlock feels that it is a loss, you can send Mo Li to reincarnation."

"Mr. Yingzhen, I just said that this kid is not easy to train." At this time, the demon king smiled and continued to say to Xi Yingzhen: "It's better not to accept such a disciple. You may kill or let him go. Keep him by your side, and it will only increase your worries in the future."

"Shut up, shut up..." Xi Yingzhen didn't take the Demon King's words seriously at all. After stopping the Demon King, the old warlock smiled at Mo Li a little weirdly, and said, "Grandpa Warlock has been so many years, and there is nothing that can't be solved by a slap..."

While speaking, he suddenly slapped Mo Li in the left face. After a "bang!", he hit Mo Li in the air, and then landed heavily on the ground.

Xi Yingzhen used clever force to beat Mo Li to fly. He didn't faint, but after getting up, he said to Xi Yingzhen in front of him with a blank expression: "Who am I...who are you? Where are you..."

After seeing Mo Li's appearance, Xi Yingzhen walked over and said to him with a smile: "Disciple, are you confused again? Remember, you are a disciple of Xi Yingzhen, the warlock grandfather, your name is Li Mo..."

After seeing Xi Yingzhen's actions, the demon king smiled bitterly but didn't say anything, for fear that he would offend the old warlock again without saying anything. Cao Shitou's little head was exposed from the feet of the demon king. After the little guy looked at "Li Mo" and accepted the master in a daze, Cao Shitou grinned and said to the demon king: "Your Majesty, we can't find such a shameless demon on our demon mountain..."

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Three days passed in a flash, and Guangxiao did not wait for Guangren, the Volcano master and disciple who came to seek revenge. However, he met two other people he didn't really want to meet. Three days later, Guangxiao was pretending to recite scriptures in the Zen room in the palace. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Guangxiao, you are in great interest. You don't study Zhenfeng treasure mirror carefully, but you are here to fulfill your filial piety to Western Buddhas."

When this voice sounded, Guangxiao was shocked. However, after hearing whose "mouth" came out, Guangxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly put away the scriptures in front of him. Then he said to the person behind him: "Are the poster here looking for the disciple named Mo Li? But the poster may be disappointed. The ten thousand dead soldiers died completely, but there was no Mo Li inside."

"He took Poyang Pill Liquid and Guangren, how could he have a chance to survive?" Behind Guangxiao was the poster wearing a mask. After sneering, he continued to say to the monk in front of him: "I am not here for a dead man this time. Since Master Guangxiao, if you send the Buddha, then send it to the West. I am here to ask Master Guangxiao to order me to protect the Dharma..."

After the two posters took Yuanchang out of the Fangshi Sect, they found a cave before them to hide. Originally, the poster of the poster wanted to use Yuanchang's body for himself at the first time, but the process of the poster was extremely dangerous. If something unexpected happened at this time, Yuanchang's body could not be taken away, and his body would not be able to go back. At that time, it would be a joke if he really turned into a lonely ghost because of this.

Another poster has no magic anymore, and it is impossible to protect him. Although there are still a few people in charge of Wentian Tower hidden among the people, the poster of the mask is suspicious by nature and cannot believe these people. After thinking about it, the only one who can still protect himself from the mercy of Guangxiao was the only one who could still protect him from the mercy of Guangren and Volcano were in the world for one day, Guangxiao would not dare to turn against him easily.

Guangxiao also needed allies to protect each other at this time. After a few words, he agreed to protect the masked poster and let him pass Yuanchang's body. When he was studying the Zhenfeng treasure mirror carefully, he might be able to use these two posters.

That night, the two people rushed to the cave where the two masters hid overnight. At this time, Yuanchang had been temporarily imprisoned by the mask master. When he saw his former master bringing Guangxiao back, he also guessed what was about to happen. However, Yuanchang now can do nothing except accept his fate.

The poster whose magic was sealed began to persuade another self: "Let Yuanchang go, you need your body to use mine. You and I are the same person, and we have been using one body together for decades. This body is more suitable for you than Yuanchang, so why should you leave the distance?"

"What is the difference between your body and ordinary people?" The masked poster sneered and continued to say to another self: "You want me to be a person who cannot use magic, so what's the fun of immortality? I know that you will become like this, and I shouldn't have helped you regain your spiritual consciousness at the beginning..."

Guangxiao watched the two of them quarrel and did not interrupt. It was not until after they said almost the same thing. The monk smiled slightly and said, "You two have agreed. Are we going to start? Guangxiao will still teach the Dharma to His Majesty tomorrow morning, so he dare not delay here for too long."
Chapter completed!