Chapter 173 Eight Immortals Inn, Master Yi, please restrain yourself a little. Master Yi doesn't seem to be acting.
The sun sets and the moon rises.
In a courtyard somewhere in Jinyue City.
The young monk, who was about ten years old, rubbed his head and asked Shen Hui, "Brother, Yi Chengzi was so bad that he used sophistry to ruin your teachings. Why did you decide to fight him again a year later?"
"It is better to do it now than to wait for a better day. Why not have a fight with this guy right now and beat him till he is left with a tearing tooth on the ground!" The little monk, wearing a moon-white robe with gold edges, raised his little fist and said viciously.
Shen Hui looked at the moon outside the window and smiled: "Junior brother, remember not to underestimate the heroes of the world."
"The Dao Sect is not doomed yet. I thought there were no outstanding figures in the Dao Sect, but unexpectedly, Yi Chengzi appeared. This person is very secretive. Brother has a Zen mind in his practice, and he has a feeling in his heart. If I forcefully attack him today, I am afraid... I may win, but he will definitely drag Brother to die with him."
"In one year, at most one year, Senior Brother will be able to step into the seventh level of the True Person Realm and condense the second seed of magical power. Only then will it be safe to take action."
“When the time comes, I will defeat Yi Chengzi first, and then, with the momentum of a great victory, I will go to Zhang Daoyi’s house to challenge him. That will be the time when my Buddhist sect will gain great influence.”
"Compared to this, preaching is neither important nor unimportant."
The young monk looked at his senior brother with a deep gaze, and there was a rare solemnity in his eyes. Based on his understanding of his senior brother, it seemed that he was more afraid of Yi Chengzi than Zhang Daoyi. He was also very surprised for a moment, and he couldn't help but ask:
"Brother, why do you think so highly of this man? During the day, I read the information sent by my uncle. This Yichengzi cheated people in his early years. Not only did he sell Tyrant Chicken, but he also went to the homes of landowners to perform tricks such as fishing out copper coins from oil pans and growing statues of gods on flat ground. Is this man really that powerful?"
The young monk Shen Ye looked suspicious as he stared at a thick piece of information on the table in front of the window. In his eyes, his senior brother was invincible, but suddenly his senior brother mentioned a person who could not guarantee victory, which was a little hard for him to accept.
How could a Taoist priest from a small border town have such talent?
With such talent, he went to sell King Chicken? The Buddhist sect had made sufficient preparations for this lecture, but it was messed up by Yi Chen and ended in a whimper. Naturally, they would investigate Yi Chen carefully.
Yi Chen himself could not have imagined that his earlier scandals of cheating landlords by fishing out copper coins from oil pans and growing statues of gods out of nowhere had all been dug up... It's outrageous.
"Junior brother, you are blinded by a single leaf and fail to see the big picture."
"The foundation of the Hidden Dragon Temple where Yi Chengzi was born is too shallow. These must be the means by which this person defiles himself. If it weren't for the death of his master and the troubles he got involved in, this person would have continued to hide."
"This person is so young yet has such strength, and he is not well-known. What a talent!"
"It's a pity that his talent is like a needle in a bag. He can't hide such a person just because he wants to. If this person was born in Longhu Mountain and had the support of Longhu Mountain's resources, he would be a serious threat to our Great Guangming Mountain. Now it's really... God bless our Buddhist sect~"
There was a bright light in the Buddha's eyes, as if he had seen through everything, and he spoke leisurely.
"Damn it, the Taoist sect should really kowtow to the Taoist master." At the same time, in a courtyard, Yi Chen couldn't help but complain about the two names on the paper.
"If Daozi doesn't go first, how can you expect me to be strong? Too bad~"
The light shone down, and one could see the names of Zhang Daoyi and Shen Hui written on the white paper in front of them.
This time he has disrupted the Buddhist teachings, and he is afraid that he will become famous again.
Buddhist teachings are of extraordinary significance.
Although the cultivation world is dominated by strength, debate is not a trivial matter. Some things, like the imperial edict of Emperor Xian of Han, are just waste paper if they fall into the hands of the weak.
If it fell into the hands of a person with many soldiers and generals, then this secret decree would not be a secret decree, it is clearly destiny~ "I hope that this trip to Cangwu Mountain can collect the remaining crimson points needed to advance to the eleventh level of true skills." Yi Chen sighed softly, blew out the oil lamp, closed the window, and the room instantly fell into darkness.
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The next day, early morning.
The sky was overcast and the wind was light.
Yi Chen got up early and came to a stall called Baozi Xishi.
"Madam boss, bring me two steamed buns. Hurry up, the extra is considered a tip." Yi Chen shouted as he took out five taels of silver and put them on the table.
He had a strong build, and sitting on the bench prepared by Baozi Xishi, he looked like a curled up bear, yet he had an aura as still as a mountain, which made people look at him sideways.
Baozi Xishi is not beautiful. Maybe she looked good when she was young, but now she is old and ugly. Yi Chen came here just to see that she was still selling buns with two little kids at her old age and to support her business.
Just when Yi Chen was about to eat something, a little monk in a moon-white robe with gold edges suddenly came up to him.
"Are you Taoist Master Yichengzi? My name is Shen Ye, and my senior brother is Shen Hui."
"Yesterday you used sophistry to ruin my senior brother's teachings. I think you are a demon."
Yi Chen felt happy when he saw this. This cute little thing looked a little bigger than Qing Feng Ming Yue, and it exuded a silly and cute temperament. He couldn't help but laugh while eating: "Little guy, all images are born in the mind. The Buddha's heart sees the Buddha, and the devil's heart sees the devil. You see me as a demon, that is the reflection of your own mind. You should reflect on yourself and be diligent and vigilant when you see it."
The young monk Shen Ye was a little confused for a moment: "Ah, so that's it, it seems to make some sense, but I still think you are misleading people with your lies, you are deceiving me, you are ruining my brother's Dharma meeting, I will definitely beat you up when I grow up."
"Look, look, little master, you have been possessed by the devil. The demon tried to explain things to you nicely, but you had the thought of beating people. Once the thought came to you, you are far away from Buddha." Yi Chen continued to tease, and at this moment he actually missed the two little guys Qingfeng and Mingyue.
"Then how do you explain that you cheated people? You cheated those landlords and rich people, and performed those tricks to cheat them out of their money. You should admit it." The little monk was anxious.
"Fuck, the Buddhist sect dug up all this dirt for me?" Yi Chen complained crazily in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Yes, I lied to them."
"Okay, you admit that you lied, you are indeed a demon." The little monk seemed to have grasped Yi Chen's weakness and said excitedly.
"Young Master, you have too much karma. Without knowing the whole cause and effect of the matter, you become angry and make rash judgments.
I lied to them because the rent they collected was too high, and the tenants had no money left to see a doctor when they got sick."
"Think about it. You Buddhists say saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I saved the mainstay of the tenant farmer's family. Doesn't that mean I saved three people, which is better than building a twenty-first-story pagoda? How much merit can be lost by just lying? One increase and one decrease, my merit has increased greatly."
"With the money we get, the tenant farmers will use one portion for medical treatment, I will use one portion for food and drink, and the Taoist priest will get one portion as incense money. We all have a bright future, so this is not a lie. This is positive energy from me, Taoist priest." Yi Chen's face was full of pride.
With a cry, the little monk started crying. He was a little confused.
At this moment, Shen Hui came to Yi Chen speechlessly.
"Brother, what he said makes a lot of sense. Please help me to persuade him~" The little monk shook Shen Hui's sleeves, his eyes red. He was confused by Yi Chen's wonderful merit calculation and couldn't get out.
Buddhist son: “….” Speechless.
He was not paying attention for a moment, and his junior fellow apprentice came to discuss Dao with Yi Chen in order to give him a chance. However, he did not expect that some people were so bad that they would even bully children.
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"Everyone, the Eight Immortals Inn is ahead. Why don't we go there to get some information?" On the mountain road of Cangwu Mountain, seven people were running hurriedly.
Who else could these seven people be but Yi Chen and the other seven? The three men from the Chiyan Army were middle-aged men with simple and honest faces, but their eyes were shining with brilliance, and they were obviously smart and capable.
The one dressed as a scholar was from the Cui family. He kept hanging around Qian Yueru, chatting her up in various ways. He seemed to be quite interested in her and actually wanted to take advantage of her.
At this time, the seven of them had all taken the Seven Days Heaven-Changing Pill, and all of them had changed their appearance and aura, and came to the stronghold of the Heavenly Evil Ghost King in Cangwu Mountain to "celebrate his birthday."
After hearing Yi Chen's words, several people looked at each other and chose to agree.
Anyway, we are not far from the base of the Ghost King Tianxie now, so it would be no harm to take a break and get some information.
A tattered flag of the Eight Immortals Inn fluttered in the wind among the mountains.
Yi Chen pushed open the door of the Eight Immortals Inn, and a foul odor hit his nose, making the seven of them frown slightly.
The entire inn was almost full of people, a mixed crowd.
The appearances of many evil people cannot be said to be horrible, but they can be said to be quite human-like. Among them, there are even a few monsters with incomplete transformation and animal heads.
But it is normal. People who follow evil ways often suffer from the backlash of flaws in their skills, or their faces become distorted because they have been associating with evil spirits for many years.
The evil path can be accomplished quickly, but it comes at a price.
Some people don't even have a complete inheritance, and can only rely on themselves to complete it. Without anyone to follow them, only they know how it feels.
Compared with the people in the inn, the leader of the Seven Evils of Yinshan transformed by Yi Chen actually seemed somewhat heroic and extraordinary.
"Hey, I don't recognize you gentlemen. Are you also here to attend the birthday celebration of Lord Ghost King?" A beautiful woman with a coquettish and plump figure walked over with an exaggerated twist of her waist, and actually stretched out her white and tender hand to touch Yi Chen's chest.
"This...this gentleman has very strong pectoral muscles. Really...strong and powerful."
"How about we go to the backyard and have a chat?" The beautiful woman licked her red lips, her eyes moving as if water could drip out.
Yi Chen was not annoyed, he patted the beautiful woman on the buttocks and said: "Madam Qing, you are joking. You are the wife of the military advisor of Lord Ghost King. How dare I get on your bed? Madam Qing, just serve a few dishes to us brothers."
"Don't try to fool us with rice and meat. I'm an expert. I can tell the peculiar smell the moment I eat it."
Madam Qing rolled her eyes at Yi Chen, then twisted her waist and went to the backyard to work.
Naturally, they all had learned the detailed intelligence before setting off. This Eight Immortals Inn was opened by the mistress of the dog-headed military advisor of the Ghost King Tianxie. There is only one such inn within a hundred miles. Anyone who dares to open a store nearby will have to prepare to make barbecued pork buns.
"What are you all looking at me for? Come on, take a seat, I'm so tired." At this time, Shen Hui and the others were staring at Yi Chenmeng with a look of surprise, and each expression was stranger than the other.
Damn, why is he so skilled? Is he really a Taoist priest and not a Taoist?
An idea emerged in everyone's mind.
The way Yi Chen slapped Qing Niang's butt just now was just like an antelope hanging its horns, so natural. Without ten years of being immersed in the brothel and being marinated in it, it would be impossible to slap like that.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Everyone filed in and took their seats. Surrounded by evil forces, the man from the Cui family had his spine tense and seemed quite nervous.
Soon the side dishes ordered by Yi Chen were served. This black shop was indeed a black shop. They dared to sell a plate of peanuts at a high price of ten taels. Yi Chen bought two small yellow croakers for these seven simple dishes.
This made Yi Chen want to kill.
It's too damn dark, he has never been so dark before, it's too much.
"Everyone, Lord Ghost King has done something great. The Zhen'an Division and the Red Flame Army have been unable to do anything to Lord Ghost King. All of us who came to this inn today know this. We heard that Lord Ghost King intends to recruit soldiers and do something big, so we came to the birthday banquet to join him."
"In the future, we will all have to eat from the same pot. I wonder what gifts you can send to celebrate the birthday of the Ghost King?" A guy wrapped in bandages like a mummy stood up and said loudly, "Since it was me who proposed it, I will naturally go first. I will offer the souls of a hundred people and half a bucket of pearls to celebrate the birthday of the Ghost King."
This 'mummy' seemed to be quite famous among this group of evil practitioners. As soon as he spoke, quite a few people responded.
"I'll give you 100 ounces of gold."
"I'll give you a pair of old mountain ginseng."
"I offer you ten bottles of the boy's heart blood."
"I offer my wife and daughter."
….Yi Chen observed the situation in the inn with a cold eye. He found that the most active ones had flickering eyes, and they were obviously suspected of being agents. Most of those who spoke were people with low cultivation.
At this time, those who were in a solemn aura in the hall all smiled but said nothing. The cultivation level of the 'mummy' was pretty good, and it seemed that he was in the middle stage of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation.
"My fellow Taoists, even under Lord Ghost King, there must be factions. Why don't we gather all the birthday gifts together and send them to him together?"
"I am a humble Taoist priest, but I am willing to lead the way for you all. If you trust me, please hand the birthday gift to me, and I will present it to the Ghost King."
"Those who believe in me are my brothers. I, Mu Shi, will certainly take care of you all in the future."
The Taoist Mu Shi's eyes flickered, and his true intentions were finally revealed. For a moment, quite a few evil cultivators with low cultivation levels actually presented their birthday gifts.
Yi Chen thought about it and understood. He was afraid that these people also understood Mu Shi's purpose. They were just doing this to show their allegiance in the hope of getting Mu Shi's care. Anyway, their insignificant birthday gifts would not be taken seriously by the Ghost King, so it would be better for them to join a strong man with decent strength.
Even if they have to spend a fortune to buy horse bones, the wooden corpse will protect them.
Looking at the actions of the wooden corpse, Yi Chen couldn't help but stand in awe for a moment.
It's true that chickens don't pee, everyone has their own way.
In the previous life, pyramid schemes cheated the poor, Zhai Shanying cheated the middle class, and next week he will return to China to cheat the rich. Everyone has their own track.
This Taoist priest Mu Shi is playing the track of cutting off the poor.
Watching others make money is more painful than losing money yourself. Yi Chen's eyes rolled and he couldn't help but come up with a plan.
Under the puzzled looks of Shen Hui, Qian Yueru and others, Yi Chen suddenly stood up like an angry old man.
"Bah! You dare to go to celebrate the birthday of the Ghost King with such little stuff? Go beg for food~"
"Something that is not presentable."
"I brought ten dou of pearls, a thousand-year-old Poria cocos, a thousand taels of gold, a pair of white jades, a pair of jade bi disks, and a top-grade magic weapon."
"I am one of the Seven Evils of Yinshan Mountain. I am not willing to be with you guys. This damn food makes my stomach sour. Now I am going to hunt some wild game. If you have balls, come and rob me."
Yi Chen slapped the table, accidentally or intentionally revealing a ring on his hand. For a moment, everyone in the inn couldn't help but breathe faster.
"Brothers, I'm going to go hunt some game. I'll be back soon." Yi Chen grinned at Shen Hui and the others, revealing an aura of dominance close to that of the middle stage of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation, then turned around and left the inn.
Shen Hui and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. What was Master Yi doing? What would happen if they didn't prepare these birthday gifts when they met the Ghost King Tianxie in the evening?
The scholar from the Cui family named Cui Yu couldn't help but complain to everyone.
However, Qian Yueru's eyes rolled and she actually guessed some of Yi Chen's intentions. She couldn't help but curl her eyes and smile. Taoist Yi is really funny~ The atmosphere in the inn became depressing for a while.
Many people began to exchange information through voice transmission, and the identity of Yi Chen, the leader of the Seven Evils of Yinshan, was also spread among the crowd. Some people remained calm, some people's greed was extinguished, and a dozen evil cultivators hiding in a corner of the inn looked at each other and left the inn one after another.
The scam is a test of the human heart.
No matter how fake it is, as long as it arouses greed in other people's hearts, even if they know you are a liar, those fools will dare to dive in because they think they can escape the top and get off the bus early.
This is why scams like "paying a large sum of money to have a child" and "I, Qin Shi Huang", "transferring money" can deceive people, and of course this also includes the p2p of that year.
As soon as Yi Chen entered the room, he glanced at the evil cultivators in the entire inn. There was not a single real person master, so he played a trick like Jiang Taigong fishing.
A quarter of an hour later, Yi Chen came back, carrying a large bag with a bulging bag of gold bars on his chest. He returned to the seats of Shen Hui and the others with a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry, brothers, we didn't catch any game. The game in Cangwu Mountain is too cunning~"
Yi Chen smiled and took off the ring in his hand, crushed it into iron powder, and showed it to everyone in the inn, "You don't think that I, who is so ruthless, have a storage ring, do you?"
"No way~ No way."
It's so funny. Yi Chen had already hidden the storage ring in his clothes as a pendant. How could he show the storage ring that was inconsistent with his identity as "extremely vicious" to others?
For a moment, the Eight Immortals Inn was silent, because they found that the cuff of Yi Chen's hand was stained with blood, and none of the dozen people who had gone out came back.
Shen Hui: “…”
Cui Yu: “…”
The three brothers of the Red Flame Army: “…”
Shen Hui couldn't hold it in any longer, and couldn't help but send a voice message to Yi Chen: "Master, is this really okay?"
For a moment, Shen Hui thought of the experience that the Red Flame Army leader taught Yi Chen about how to play the role of the leader of the Seven Evils of Yinshan when they set out, and Yi Chen's ignorant look and his humble attitude towards learning.
Yi Chen: "Military Lord, I have done good deeds all my life and will not play a villain~"
Red Flame Army Leader: "You do this, this, and this again~"
Shen Hui couldn't help but complain in a voice transmission: "Master Yi, it's not that you can't play a villain, it's that you don't look like you're acting."
"Master, please restrain yourself a little." Several people whispered to Yi Chen.
"Okay." Yi Chen readily followed suit.
I coded one thousand more and am half an hour late. Sorry~ I have to finish it. I can't hold it any longer. Good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)