Chapter 87 Mysterious Taoist



Rong Ce instinctively wanted to stand in front of Su Lenghe.

However, he was too slow. He only managed to block half of the attack when Su Lenghe swung her peach wood sword with great force.

"Thump!"

With a crisp metallic clang, a flash of silver light, and it flew forward at lightning speed—a rock as tall as a person.

"Bang!"

The stone exploded, shattering into countless pieces that flew everywhere.

If Rong Ce hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected that there was a bomb inside the stone.

Three trees, each as thick as a man's waist, were struck by a rock and snapped with a "crack".

Su Lenghe's eyes narrowed slightly; someone had set up a formation here, intending to kill her.

However, she was too strong, and broke the formation with a single sword strike.

Rong Ce asked worriedly, "Master Su, are you alright?"

Su Lenghe shook her head slightly.

This is not a simple matter.

What is Rong Yan doing coming to such a far place so late at night?

Moreover, this place doesn't seem like a place where Big Yellow could survive.

There is only one possibility.

Someone deliberately lured her here.

Dahuang's memory has been tampered with.

Su Lenghe folded the talisman into a paper crane, placed it in her palm, and gently blew on it. The paper crane gently flapped its wings and slowly rose into the air.

The paper crane rode the wind and went deeper into the forest.

After crossing two ravines and wading through a stream, we arrived at a wooden house.

It's colder here than around, making you feel like you've fallen into an ice cave.

The wooden cabin door was tightly closed. Su Lenghe kicked it open, and inside sat a lean-looking man.

His hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, he wore a blue Taoist robe, and his squinting eyes revealed shrewdness as he stroked his goatee, studying a painting.

Alarm bells rang in Rong Ce's mind. He frowned slightly, and his lips, blackened by the cold, whispered, "Be careful!"

Big Yellow's limbs trembled with cold, its fangs bared, and it growled a low warning, poised to attack.

Su Lenghe said gently, "Don't be nervous."

The Taoist priest slowly raised his head, a smile on his lips: "Miss Su, you arrived faster than I expected."

"I didn't expect you could break through my Seven Kill Formation so easily."

Su Lenghe asked in confusion, "That little gadget that can shoot arrows?"

The Taoist priest nodded in surprise, and Su Lenghe said softly, "It was cleaved in two with a single sword strike, what's so difficult about that?"

The Taoist priest's pupils dilated in shock, but he quickly regained his composure: "Just bragging!"

He lowered his head and continued studying the painting.

Su Lenghe walked into the wooden house and sat down opposite the Taoist priest without any hesitation.

"Speak, what exactly do you want?"

The Taoist priest smiled and handed over a cup of hot tea: "Naturally, I'm here to discuss a business deal with Miss Su."

"I know you are very capable, able to help people whose fate has been altered to reclaim their destiny."

“You know, there are many people in this world who want to change their fate. I hope you won’t interfere next time.”

Su Lenghe: Aren't you afraid of the backlash from Heaven for doing this?

"Those who enjoy wealth in life deserve to be punished after death."

"But don't worry, as long as someone contributes merit, the good deeds will offset the bad deeds. After all, money can make the devil turn the millstone!"

Those in the Xuanmen sect can cultivate Taoism in any way they choose, but they must not lose their original intention.

It is even less permissible to use one's skills for personal gain or to harm others.

This was something that Heaven despised. Su Lenghe narrowed her eyes, a hint of killing intent flashing in them!

The other party's methods seemed somewhat familiar.

The Taoist priest seemed to have anticipated Su Lenghe's attitude, and said in a low voice, "Then Rong Yan's soul can only wait to die!"

Su Lenghe asked directly, "What is your relationship with Qingfeng Temple?"

"You don't need to ask that." The Taoist priest's smile faded. "If you don't answer, Rong Yan will lose his life."

Since the other party did not deny it, Su Lenghe was now certain that the other party was related to Qingfeng Temple.

Their methods are extremely insidious.

Have you thought it through?

A smile returned to his face, but his words were extremely harsh.

"I gave you the opportunity to choose because I see your ability and appreciate talent."

Su Lenghe chuckled dismissively, "Kill me? You think you can?"

By capturing this Taoist priest, we can prevent more tragedies from happening.

Unfortunately, Su Lenghe's eyes flashed.

The Taoist priest in front of me is just a puppet.

The Taoist priest tore the painting apart, and instantly a cloud of black mist filled the air.

The painting had sealed away a vengeful spirit. When the painting was torn apart, the spirit broke free and charged towards Su Lenghe with murderous intent.

The vengeful spirit was very fast and very close to Su Lenghe. The Taoist priest thought that Su Lenghe would not be able to react in time.

Unexpectedly, Su Lenghe reached out and grabbed, forcefully tearing the resentment off the vengeful spirit.

The vengeful spirit twisted in pain, seemingly seriously injured.

A gust of wind blew by.

The Taoist priest's robe and Su Lenghe's black hair were lifted.

The Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Useless trash, kill them!"

Upon hearing the command, the vengeful spirit instantly surged with rage and fiercely attacked Su Lenghe.

The room was a mess, with things scattered all over the floor.

Su Lenghe opened her right hand, and the peach wood sword flew out of the denim bag with a "whoosh" and landed steadily in her hand.

With a single swing of the sword, golden light scattered, and the vengeful spirit was sent flying, smashing a large hole in the window before bouncing back to the ground, suffering severe damage.

The Taoist priest was surprised; he hadn't expected Su Lenghe's skill to be so strong.

His gaze fell on the peach wood sword, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually the Azure Spirit Sword!"

This is the sword used by a Taoist master who attained enlightenment hundreds of years ago.

It's unbelievable that it has reappeared in the world.

The Taoist priest's eyes were filled with greed as he commanded, "Quickly, snatch the Jade Spirit Sword!"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Lenghe appeared before him and swung her sword forcefully.

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