"Waist badge?"

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly lifted up his clothes and grabbed the wooden sign.

He bent down, held the waist badge in both hands and raised it above his head, his hands still trembling as he said, "If you like it, please, please."

Master Tao raised his hand and took the badge away.

He looked over and over again and said:

"This is the badge of the Mingzhen Dao League. How did you get it?"

The old Taoist priest still kept bending over and lifting the object, and said carefully and humbly:

"This is the old Taoist priest... no, the little Taoist priest. I got this little Taoist priest when I was traveling in Lizhou more than ten years ago."

"At that time, I happened to meet a young man selling things at a stall, so I took some gold and exchanged it for it..."

Tao Taigong laughed and said nonchalantly, "The Mingzhen Dao League is a big force anyway. The one who got this waist badge must not be someone who doesn't know how to practice. He must know how valuable it is. Is he really setting up a stall? If so, his elders will probably have to give him a lecture when they go back."

The old Taoist priest laughed dryly and did not dare to answer.

I had no choice but to laugh along.

Qi Wuhuo had already understood the meaning of these words.

I'm afraid that more than ten years ago, this Taoist priest was in Lizhou and saw a young man with low cultivation holding this badge. He was tempted by money and did the business of murder and robbery. Then he was worried that the other party's elders would come to him, so he rushed all the way to Zhongzhou.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the God of Fortune and asked, "Master Tao, do you recognize this badge?"

The old man nodded and said, "I have seen him several times."

He placed the badge on the table, stroked his beard and said, "Master Qi should also know that there are three thousand great ways of cultivation. Even the orthodox Taoist sects, which have a long history, have their own lineages and inheritances scattered all over the world. Cultivation requires many resources, and sometimes it is impossible to gather them in a short time just by relying on one local lineage."

"Also, because of the differences in individual understanding and experience, even if the source is the same true scripture and Taoist lineage, different styles of inheritance will often evolve slowly. If they can communicate with each other, it will also be beneficial to the understanding and practice of the Tao. Initially, based on these reasons, some loose organizations gradually emerged outside of the lineages and sects."

"As time went by, these loose organizations gradually collected scriptures, cultivated core members, and formed another force."

"This [Mingzhen Dao League] is one of them."

"With the concept of [understanding the truth and breaking delusion, in order to pursue the great way], above all else, the emphasis is on [being able to reach the heavens and command the wind and thunder]."

"He has quite a lot of insights into cultivating the primordial spirit."

Qi Wuhuo said: "Mingzhen Dao League..."

He picked up the waist badge. It was quite heavy in his hand, like wood but not wood, with a dark color. In the center was a talisman formed by cloud patterns, as if a lightning snake illuminated the darkness, with a spiritual charm of its own. It was exactly the same as the pattern on the flag he had seen in the gap between the demon countries in his memory, but this one was smaller, with flowing cloud patterns, while that one was larger, faintly containing the momentum of thunder.

He remembered this cloud pattern talisman clearly.

I also remember the gentleman who turned his back to me, waved his hand casually and walked into the vegetable market.

Tao Taigong stroked his beard and asked in confusion: "Why is Taoist Qi so obsessed with this?"

Qi Wuhuo put down the Mingzhen Dao League's badge.

After recounting their experiences from several years ago, the expressions of several gods gradually became solemn.

After they looked at each other, the Earth God Luo Yizhen said, "We have also heard about the disaster in Jinzhou that year."

"But after all, they are too far apart. The earth god cannot move far away from where he is, otherwise he will not be able to mobilize the energy of the earth veins, and his strength will inevitably be reduced."

“So I don’t know much.”

"I really can't help you, but this matter should have nothing to do with the Mingzhen Dao League."

Luo Yizhen explained:

"Although the Mingzhen Dao League is not a so-called upright group, it is not one of those evil groups either."

"Their style of doing things is mostly about pursuing profit and cultivation. They don't have much interest in killing, refining souls, etc. However, it is inevitable that there will be some scum in the sect. Regarding this matter, I can only say that the [Mingzhen Dao League] will not be the active pusher. It is likely that they are there for some profit reasons."

"Forces like the Mingzhen Dao League will basically keep records of the events they have participated in."

"If Daoist Master Qi really cares about this matter."

"You can visit one or two later."

Shen Tudi, who was wearing brown, put down his wine glass and suddenly sneered:

"The Mingzhen Dao League has no bad elements? This cannot be said for sure, for example, this Taoist priest in front of me."

Everyone's eyes fell on the old Taoist.

The latter couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart.

Why are you bringing me up again?!

The Tiger Mountain God raised his hand and the jade book with his name on it flew up and landed in his hand. He stroked the jade book for a long time and suddenly asked, "Tan Tai Guo Chu, who are you?"

A hint of surprise appeared in the old Taoist's eyes, and he kowtowed and said:

"My name is Tan Tai Xuan, and the Zi Yu Sword Immortal Tan Tai Guo Chu is my grandfather."

The tiger whispered, "...She is the descendant of an old friend."

He raised his hand again, and a long sword flew out of the black iron sword box and landed in his palm. Menghu held the sword in his right hand and swept the sword with his left hand. The sword rang out, and his expression was a little nostalgic. Just when there was a hint of hope in Tan Tai Xuan's eyes, Menghu Mountain God said indifferently: "What a pity, what a pity."

Tan Tai Xuan sensed the murderous intent, his scalp went numb and he almost felt like his soul was leaving his body.

Menghu said: "After all, you refine the life span of living people to prolong your own life, which is an evil way."

“Death is not a pity.”

Tan Tai Xuan's body trembled violently. Before he died, he thought of the attitude of the mountain god towards Qi Wuhuo. He grasped the last ray of hope and knelt down loudly, shouting, "Master Qi! Master Qi! I am from the Mingzhen Dao League. I know the high-ranking officials in the Mingzhen Dao League. They must have information about the Jinzhou disaster five years ago. Please spare my life, please spare my life. I am willing to atone for my sins, atone for my sins!"

"I'm useful! Very useful!"

Menghu frowned and subconsciously looked at Qi Wuhuo.

The same is true for Tao Taigong and the other three gods of fortune and virtue.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the old Taoist who was kneeling on the ground and crawling to him. The old Taoist kowtowed and said:

"I have never harmed innocent people. They were all greedy people. I used gold to buy their lives... I know that I have taken evil ways. I just want to live. Even if I am going to die, there is no need to rush to kill me. I can help you figure out what happened back then. My life is worthless and cannot be compared with your great cause."

"Because killing a trivial person like me would affect your major event, wouldn't that be a big loss?"

"An ancient gentleman said that those who can truly hold power do not see black and white, but only usefulness and uselessness."

"You are a gentleman, you should understand the principle of 'harmony with the world'."

"I have lived for more than a hundred years. It is impossible for me to reach the realm of a real person. I just want to live a little longer."

"If you feel that I am unreliable, I am willing to give you a part of my soul to control. I will never betray you. I can already control the energy and master magic. If I go to an ordinary city, I can also open up a magic vein. Now I am willing to serve you as a slave."

Tan Tai Xuan spoke in an orderly manner.

The young man in blue shirt leaned over as if to support him. A flattering smile reappeared on Tan Tai Xuan's old face, and suddenly a cold light flashed.

The dagger he carried with him directly pierced through Tan Tai Xuan's throat. The blade was one foot long and went through the front and out from the back of the neck.

The old Taoist opened his eyes wide.

It seemed that he had not expected that anyone could refuse a servant who was well versed in magical powers and Taoism. He was stunned for a moment before he began to tremble in severe pain, gasping in his throat and blood gurgling out. He did not die for the time being only because of his strong vitality.

With his eyes wide open and glaring, all he could see was that the blue-shirted young man's eyes were deep and calm, without any ripples.

Qi Wuhuo did not answer.

As if his words were not worth refuting.

Just thrust the dagger deeper inside.

Tan Taixuan struggled with less and less strength, his voice was unclear: "If you kill me... you will regret it!"

Qi Wuhuo pulled out the dagger with his backhand.

"No," he replied.

Tan Tai Xuan's eyes were lifeless and he fell down, holding his throat.

His legs and feet twitched a few times, and then he stopped moving.

Qi Wuhuo's blue shirt was stained with blood. It was the first time he killed someone in reality. Unlike in his dream, he calmed himself down and bowed to the mountain god:

"I'm sorry for killing your old friend."

The mountain god shook his head and said, "Originally I wanted to kill him too."

Tao Taigong and the other two earth gods looked at each other, smiled and said they had something to do and left early.

Instead, he ran straight out, and caught a bit of Tan Tai Xuan's soul a dozen miles away, and directly used the evil spirit in the most turbid part of the earth veins to cleanse and eliminate it. The kind-looking Old Lady Tao said: "He has a good character and is a good kid, but he doesn't have enough experience in cultivation. He doesn't know that the souls of the cultivators of the Mingzhen Dao League will run away."

"Although this soul is only a little spiritual and has no memories, it still needs to be completely crushed to ashes."

The land god surnamed Shen exclaimed: "It is better for such an evil cultivator to die completely."

The three gods of fortune and virtue performed the rituals right on the spot.

Report to the nine heavens and report to the underworld.

Even the last trace of evil spirit and resentment in the Taoist priest was completely eliminated.

The blessings of three gods of fortune and virtue.

Not to mention reincarnation, even becoming a ghost is impossible.

After Qi Wuhuo killed the Taoist master Tan Tai, he thought about what happened five years ago for a long time.

But when he was leaving, the mountain god suddenly said, "I have something I want to ask your opinion on."

Qi Wuhuo asked.

The tiger smiled and said, "I may have a breakthrough soon."

"Traveling around."

"When that time comes, are you willing to inherit the throne of the mountain god?"