Chapter 1708: The Story of a Clay Doll Cultivating Immortality (43)

Chapter 1708: The Story of a Clay Doll Cultivating Immortality (43)

Chapter 1708: Clay Doll Cultivation to Immortality (43)

Liu Yuhuai said embarrassedly: "I do some cleaning occasionally, so I can help you with it by the way."

Actually, I was afraid that those who came to clean the Nixian Temple would use rags and brooms to get on you. Although they had no ill intentions, they were afraid of affecting your cultivation, so they used the dust removal technique on you.

Qian Yan nodded slightly: "You haven't said yet what they said about me."

"You are said to be the God of Plague, and you will be unlucky every time you ask for it. But nothing good will happen to anyone who asks you to appear." Liu Yuhuai smiled, "Your temple is deserted, and you are the most special one among the temple immortals. "

"Then you can't blame me. They woke me up." Qian Yan said with a serious face, "I just followed the procedure and reminded them to exchange or not to exchange. I didn't expect that they made the wrong choice every time. It was their bad luck. Besides, They also insisted on coming.

Liu Yuhuai suppressed a smile, but nodded in agreement: "You are right."

Continue to practice, or go out for a walk?

Qian Yan suddenly realized, raised his left arm, and shook it gently. Pieces of soil suddenly fell down, revealing that the palm of his hand was already flesh and blood, but a little small.

She turned back and waved at the mud chunks on the ground of the Nixian Temple. The mud chunks quickly gathered together and soon formed a clay doll, which was what she looked like before.

She put a trace of consciousness into the clay doll. Under her control, the clay doll jumped onto the altar again and sat cross-legged on the futon, just like before, with no difference at all.

Ni Xian Temple is more deserted than before, but some people remember this place and come to clean it from time to time. It is clean inside and out.

In the yard outside the Nixian Temple, there were some yellowing fallen leaves floating in the air.

She walked towards the Liuhe River and happened to meet someone who came to clean the Nixian Temple. The man was slightly stunned when he saw her. He didn't think that she was the Mu Immortal from the Ni Immortal Temple. He just nodded to her in a friendly manner and walked quickly to the Ni Immortal Temple.

The people called her the God of Plague, but because of her strength, they still did not dare to offend her, so they could only hide far away, and would not come if she could not come here.

As time goes by, fewer and fewer people know that she is very powerful.

Those who know how powerful she is give all kinds of advice to the younger generations in the family not to ask for help from the Nixian.

To be honest, it is better to go to the county magistrate than to go to the plague god.

In the past thirty years, Ke Xuduan has also come back. When he learned about the situation here, he sighed.