Chapter 266 Causes and consequences, the Taoist fishes for a thousand years, and fishes for his martial luck alone, the fifteenth level of true skill!

No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy.

Yi Chen walked to the side of the Dragon King Patriarch who had been knocked unconscious at the beginning of the battle. He first stabbed the small snake of the third level of the True Person Realm next to him to death with a halberd, and then used two big fists to wake up the black-robed one-eyed monk.

"Fellow Daoist, please tell me the whole story. I can give you a quick death!"

A big face appeared in the eyes of the black-robed one-eyed monk.

….Two cups of tea later, Yi Chen emerged from the deep pool. He patiently walked to the edge of the pool and carefully washed the non-existent blood from his hands.

There was a hidden world under the pool, winding its way to the mountain, but that is a thing of the past and it is no longer accessible.

The core members of the Dragon King Cult were completely wiped out. A kind-hearted man who did not want to reveal his name rushed in and killed everyone inside.

Based on the confession of the black-robed one-eyed monk and the memories he extracted from other ordinary monks, as well as some letters and documents he found underneath, Yi Chen was finally able to piece together the truth of the entire Dragon King Sect incident.

Yi Chen originally thought that the Black Evil Dragon King had left long ago, and this time someone was just using the name of the fake Dragon King to exploit the people in those towns along the Blackwater River.

Later, after he went to Fenghuangyuan to check the documents, another idea came to his mind.

That is the Dragon King, not the real Dragon King, but... the Settlement Dragon King.

It’s no wonder that Yi Chen is sensitive. It’s just that he liked to use this trick in his previous life.

This is called choosing the lesser of two evils, or taking the small stick and walking away with the big stick.

When Yi Chen saw what was written in the Phoenix Garden records, that the Black Evil Dragon King became extremely ferocious, killed the prefect, raided the government treasury, burned Phoenix Garden and the mines, etc., he immediately became suspicious and felt like he had met a fellow warrior.

It's just that he was not so courageous back then, so he just balanced the accounts. The inventory count didn't match, but after the accidental fire, the accounts matched... and he made another profit from the insurance company.

Of course, this also needs to be scored and cannot be examined in detail.

What happened next was very clear. Yi Chen originally thought that the Dragon King Patriarch was only connected with some powerful people in Blackwater City, which was why he had been acting so arrogantly for so many years.

But after he saw the Black Evil Dragon King show up, he knew that this matter must be related to Master Baishan.

Later, Daqin sent people to investigate the whereabouts of the Black Evil Dragon King. It was probably Master Baishan who tipped off the whereabouts. It would be strange if they could find out the whereabouts of the Black Evil Dragon King.

The investigators are suspicious? If you knew that Baishan Zhenjun's father was Jiedao Zhenjun, you wouldn't be suspicious, but you would go to Baishan Zhenjun's father's mansion to talk about the case and have a cup of tea.

This is the paradox: the extreme rationality of individuals leads to the insanity of group decision-making.

Yi Chen guessed that this was also the reason why Master Baishan became silent later on. He must have been warned.

At this time, Yi Chen had to admire Master Baishan for his talent and his greed.

This man not only coveted military supplies, but also the numerous jade and rare stone mines in Blackwater City. These mines were extremely valuable and were previously sent once every fifty years to Xianyang, the only city with nine peaks in the Qin Dynasty. Before this, True Lord Baishan had already been drooling over them.

As Lord Baishan's appetite grew, he was no longer satisfied with the little military funds and began to interfere in the many industries of Blackwater City. This made the prefect at the time very dissatisfied with him. Everyone was eating their own food, and you were obviously overstepping your boundaries, so the local tyrants secretly reported to the court, saying that he had embezzled military funds.

They wanted to make a show of force to scare the enemy, but unexpectedly, Master Baishan simply overturned the table.

As the saying goes, the brave will die of overeating, while the timid will die of starvation.

Can Master Baishan bear this? He immediately contacted the Black Evil Dragon King and promised him a huge profit of 20%, and the two of them put on a good show together.

The first card in hand was to send out a large army, and the military supplies were directly leveled.

The second card in hand was that when the city was broken, the treasury, mines, documents, etc. were directly burned and gone, and the Lingyu mines that were about to be escorted to Xianyang were directly taken away.

The third card in hand, the prefect who was a local snake force was killed directly. This was also the reason why the Dragon King Cult became so powerful. Who dares to touch such a ruthless person? Just keep a tacit understanding.

With a series of meticulous operations, Baishan Zhenjun was able to eat his fill. Although his father was Jiedao Zhenjun, he was not favored at home. Besides, who would complain about having too many cultivation resources? The Black Evil Dragon King took 20% and climbed up the relationship with Baishan Zhenjun, so he could rest easy.

Master Baishan took 80% of the food and was even more well-fed.

As for the Dragon King Sect, it was naturally a way out that the two of them found for their subordinates and descendants.

They could no longer do dirty work and could no longer consume military supplies. In order to appease local forces, Lord Baishan’s tentacles basically withdrew from the money-making business in Black Water City, and the matter was settled.

But even though they were full, the people below were still hungry, so the Dragon King Sect came into being.

The one-eyed monk in black robe is the close confidant of Master Baishan, and he is in charge of many shady matters.

They were very sensible and only acted near the Blackwater River, without expanding outward, thus maintaining a good balance with the outside world. Coupled with their own powerful strength, they were able to live freely for many years.

More than a hundred years have passed, and the tension in their hearts has long since relaxed. Relying on that resource, both True Lord Baishan and the Black Evil Dragon King have made great progress in their cultivation. Originally, True Lord Baishan was planning to make some moves, be transferred to other cities, and do another job, but he was unexpectedly ruined by Yi Chen.

"My hands are clean. Although I may be suspected of being a traitor, if I stand up with my halberd in hand, who dares to say that I am not upright?"

Yi Chen stood up with a smile, swung his halberd, and began to cut the body of the Black Evil Dragon King.

The Dragon King is full of treasures.

The scales can be used to refine weapons, the blood can be used to refine pills, and the meat can be used as food for Miaozi. Haoda'er's cultivation is so poor that he will never be able to defeat his junior brother Qingyunzi in the future. How can he be his Yichengzi's spiritual pet? It has no face, so he must be supplemented.

This question is very important. For example, other monks who have entered the Dao all ride Mercedes-Benz, Rolls-Royce, and Cullinan. If he drives a Mazda, doesn't that make him look stupid? Of course, the head should be buried with the Dragon King. This is the rule.

In view of the Dragon King's hard work and great contributions, and his recognition of his fighting spirit, Yi Chen even recited the Sutra of Rebirth to it and inserted two precious candles.

The Taoist monk Master Yi personally saw him off. Although there was no mourning hall, there were paper money. The ceremony was absolutely solemn and majestic, and lasted for an incense stick.

Master Baishan is a person who cannot be dealt with. There is no extra money in his storage ring. No one knows where this person is hiding, so Yi Chen naturally has no idea where to find him.

For this treacherous villain, Yi Chen immediately dismembered him, cremated him and divided his ashes into five parts.

One portion was buried high in the mountains, one portion was at the bottom of the pond, one portion was mixed with corn kernels and fed to birds, one portion was mixed with snake meat and fed to beasts, and the remaining portion was thrown into the Black Water River, where it would drift wherever it wanted.

Anyway, don't even think about getting your ashes together in your next life.

Fortunately, the people of the Dragon King Sect were quite supportive and contributed about six million taels of money and property to Yi Chen, which made him very happy.

He decided to take two million of the money, give two million as dividends to Dao Zun, and when he had time and the matter was settled, he would distribute the remaining two million to the innocent townspeople along the Blackwater River.

As for why he is not spending more money now, it is naturally because he wants to run away and he really has no time.

Don't just show off and run away. The correct thing to do is to improve your own cultivation first.

Wait until the storm has passed, and then a great philanthropist comes out to distribute welfare. This way it won't be so conspicuous. Otherwise, even if he distributes the welfare, the group of townspeople will not be able to protect themselves, and may even be implicated by him.

"I seem to have forgotten something. Oh, where are my four teammates?"

He seemed to remember that when he fought with the Black Evil Dragon King before, four of them were buried in the soil.

When his mind's eyes opened, Yi Chen found four people in a shallow layer of soil. They were all alive and sleeping soundly.

"Luckily you have met me. If you had met a Taoist friend named Han, or if you had come here alone, the feast would have started by now."

There is no problem for masters in the realm of true person to remain alive after being buried in the ground, as their bodies will automatically switch to internal breathing. After thinking about it, Yi Chen decided to dig all four of them out.

The water control ability was activated, and continuous raindrops fell. A gust of night wind blew by. The fingertips of the female cultivator in green moved slightly, and she woke up with a cry. She rubbed her head in pain.

However, she found that the place was already empty. The mysterious fellow Taoist Hu Yi was nowhere to be seen. Only her three companions were still sleeping there. Beside her was a white porcelain bottle containing twenty drops of gold essence.

Originally, Yi Chen was not planning to give these twenty drops of golden essence, but then he changed his mind and thought that these four people were lucky men. Without them, he would not be able to find the headquarters of the Dragon King Sect. All the coincidences seemed to be predestined, which led to this situation.

"Twenty drops of golden essence, to settle the cause and effect, no more debts owed to each other."

"Just consider it as your reward for helping me to reach the 15th level of True Skill and advance to the Crimson Point."

The Taoist priest fears the cause, and all living beings fear the consequence. Yi Chen does not lack this little money now.

When he thought about the fifteenth level of true skill that he would be promoted to soon, his calm mood couldn't help but become slightly heated.

Yi Chen paused, looked back in the direction he came from, and then fled in the opposite direction at a faster speed.

…. ….Two days later, in Tongzhou City.

In a brown bear cave deep in the mountains, Yi Chen sent the sleeping brown bear into a deep sleep with a single strike of his hand.

The force is just right, it makes you feel confused but doesn't hurt your brain.

"I'll run after pretending to be awesome. I've changed my appearance along the way. We're far away from Blackwater City now. This wave is already secured."

"Then, let's prepare for a breakthrough!"

"Crimson help me!"

"Fifteenth level of true skill, break it for me!"

With a cry in his heart, Yi Chen sat down like an old monk in meditation, his brows drooping. Forty thousand deep red dots were deducted in an instant, and a magnificent memory suddenly emerged in his mind.

It’s the familiar disc reading session again.

….

….Blackwater

City, the ruins of the Dragon King Cult.

At this time, an old man in a purple robe with a jade belt around his waist was standing beside the deep pool with his hands behind his back. Behind him, a group of monks in white robes were holding many strange magical instruments and searching for something.

"Have you found the body of the Seventh Young Master?"

"And the aura of the person who killed the Seventh Young Master, is there any reaction within a thousand miles?"

"Although the master dislikes the Seventh Young Master and says that his actions bring shame upon him and that it would be fine if we just bring back his body, we cannot do that."

"The master saved my life, and I must repay him. Although you were wrong before, the Bai family should not die in vain."

The purple-robed old man turned around and spoke coldly to the crowd who had been busy making hand gestures. The powerful aura of a late-stage cultivator suddenly spread.

"Master, the spirit mirror has not locked onto the aura of the person who killed the Seventh Young Master. This person must have already escaped."

"As for the young master's corpse, I used the secret technique of searching for souls through blood and found... found..."

The man in white robe who was reporting at this time couldn't help but stammer.

"What did you find out? Why are you so nagging? Hurry up and tell me." The old man in purple robe was tall, with stubble on his face that stood up like steel needles.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Sir, the young master's body is moving!" The man in white robe closed his eyes and spoke the truth directly.

"What?" The purple-robed old man snatched the spirit mirror and saw four large light spots on the mirror, as well as an unclear light and shadow.

Among them, only two spots of light remained constant and motionless, one flying in the sky and the other running on the mountain.

"Asshole! How dare you do this! How dare you do this! This is really too much!"

"You actually cut the young master's body into four parts. I will grind such a lunatic to dust!"

"What are you guys still standing there for? Why don't you go find it for me now before it's out of the range of the spirit mirror?"

"If you can't find it, bring your heads to me!"

Upon hearing this, the old man in purple robe couldn't help but stand up with his hair and beard, his face turned pale, and he was filled with rage. The hem of his robe was also lifted up by his aura. The green grass and small shrubs around him suddenly withered and died, becoming white and dry, as if all the vitality was sucked away by an unknown force in an instant.

"Sir, you are mistaken. The young master's body is not divided into four parts, but five parts."

"The unclear light and shadow on the mirror is also a part of it. I am really helpless."

"The murderer must have thrown the young master's body into the Blackwater River. It has long been washed away by the river and eaten by fish and shrimp. How can we find it?"

The man in white robe looked like he was about to cry, feeling powerless as if he had been screwed by a dog.

"He is indeed a lunatic, his methods are so vicious, he is venting his anger! This person must be coming for the master."

"Check carefully to see if the master's enemies have made any unusual moves recently."

"If they don't follow the rules, don't blame us for not following the rules."

"As for the young master's remains, you may retrieve as much as you can." The purple-robed old man's voice suddenly became calm, no longer showing the anger he had before. However, those who knew the master well would know that he was extremely angry at this moment.

If the master gets angry, many people will die.

The first guest official of the Bai family, a famous military family in the Great Qin Dynasty, Master Xuehai has not taken action for many years, so long that many people have forgotten the great master's reputation. A storm began to spread from Blackwater City.

"Go and do it quickly. After collecting the remains, you can take the flying boat back to the Bai family and report to the master. I want to hunt down the murderer myself, so I will not go with you."

"No one can kill someone from the Bai family without paying any price." The voice of the old man in purple robe was like a cold wind from the underworld, spewing out from his mouth, full of solemnity and coldness.

Baishan Zhenjun was raised by the purple-robed old man. For both public and private reasons, he had to kill the madman to avenge his young master.

Yi Chen was naturally completely unaware of what was happening here.

…. ….Like a cursory glance, the memory expands.

At night, the moonlight is as silver.

There are thatched pavilions and huts built in the wild, with thorny walls and bamboo fences, arranged in any order. The sky and the earth are all white, and the trees have no patterns.

The ink pond is so cold that it is about to freeze, and ice separates the flowers on the brush. The steam from the furnace is just beginning to float, but the fog in front of the curtain has not dispersed.

A tall Taoist lived in a hut by a river in a snowy field, staring intently at the surging river carrying snowflakes and ice cubes as it rushed away.

The Taoist held a rough bamboo pole with a thick cotton thread tied to the tip. The cotton thread had no hook, but a piece of wild grass was tied to it as a fish marker, which he lowered into the rolling river.

"A lonely figure on the cold river, an old friend from the rivers and lakes."

“However, I have no one to walk with me. I am the only one walking on the great road. No one walks with me, and no one discusses the road with me. How lonely I am.”

"Among all living beings, there is not a single person who possesses the astonishing wisdom to practice with me. My path is very lonely!"

In the vast universe, a Taoist wearing a straw raincoat was fishing by the river, letting the snow fall on his body, but he stood still.

If someone came at this time, they would find that although the Taoist's eyes were fixed on the fish in the river, they were out of focus and it was obvious that his mind was already wandering in the sky.

"So what if no one is traveling with you?"

"I have three virtues: righteousness, sincerity, and courage to be the first in the world!"

“My path has not yet come to an end.”

After sitting by the river for a hundred years, in the frozen desolate situation, the Taoist's heart was still burning, and he never gave up martial arts for a moment.

Drinking ice for a hundred years cannot cool your blood!

"I practice the Pure Yang Dao, combining the Dragon and Tiger Dan Great Qi!"

With a thought, countless phantoms of scriptures appeared in the Taoist's eyes, and he seemed to see a scroll slowly unfolding in front of him.

An illusory figure was practicing martial arts inside the scroll.

"Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger."

"When a tiger roars, the valley wind comes; when a dragon rises, the clouds follow."

"A true dragon and a true tiger are originally formless, who would have imitated them and passed them down like this?"

"If one undertakes in the formless, one will end up in disarray and chaos."

"The green and white are too distinct, and even waves arise without wind."

"Today's people want to know the true dragon and tiger, not the existence or non-existence or the zodiac and the noon."

The figure in the scroll is exactly the same as the Taoist, constantly practicing and reciting. With his current level of cultivation, he once again practiced "Dragon and Tiger Embracing Dan Great True Qi", and unexpectedly had multiple insights! Practicing martial arts is like reading, practice more and more.

At this point in his cultivation, the Taoist has reached the state where he sees mountains as not mountains and water as not water, and many thoughts come to his mind.

As the Taoist practiced his skills in his sea of ​​consciousness, his thoughts became more and more precise.

"My way will never end!"

"I practice the Pure Yang Dao, combining the great Qigong of the All-Transformation True Source!"

As the Taoist thought again, a scroll slowly opened before his eyes. Countless scriptures floated on the scroll, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

"There are five thieves in the sky, and those who see them will prosper. The five thieves are in the heart, and they are carried out in the sky. The universe is in the hands, and all changes are born in the body."

"Heaven and earth are thieves of all things; all things are thieves of man; man is a thief of all things. When the three thieves are in harmony, the three elements will be at peace."

“So it is said: Eat at the right time, and all the bones will be in order; move the mechanism, and all things will be at peace.”

After two hundred years of practice in the scroll, the Taoist's understanding of "stealing" and "transformation" has been further deepened.

Innovate again!

Snowflakes continued to fall all over the sky, and the cotton thread that the Taoist hung into the river remained the same, without the slightest change. The fish tag also did not move, but the Taoist's eyes became brighter and brighter, and electricity was generated in the void, as if it were nothing.

The Taoist's long journey to godhood through martial arts has begun.

There will be another chapter later.

I bow my head to Yi Daochang and wish to be in charge of the martial arts of my life. Thank you all for your support through monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, and subscriptions.

The next chapter will definitely be finished tonight. Wangzi bows and once again wishes everyone a happy New Year and all their wishes come true!

(End of this chapter)