Bodhi quickly rolled three times on the ground and narrowly avoided the three leaves that were coming at him with great force.
Bodhi shouted, "You little bastard! Do you really want to kill your master?!"
The Taoist in black robe didn't waste any time talking to him. He pointed his toes and made claws with his five fingers to grab towards Bodhi's throat, as if he was going to crush the old Taoist's throat in the next second.
Life and death are at stake.
Zuo You's heart suddenly felt up in her throat. Although she had only known Bodhi for a short time, this man was unreliable, crazy, cunning, and shameless.
But Bodhi had no bad intentions and had saved her life, so he was indebted to her. Most importantly, Bodhi's fight tonight was entirely to save her.
If Bodhi really died on the spot, she would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life!
Zuo You could feel that Fu Shenzhi's grip on her hand tightened.
At the last moment, the black-robed Taoist's hand deviated and only passed through Bodhi's waterfall-like hair, cutting off a strand of his snow-white hair.
The black-robed Taoist gnashed his teeth and said, "Why don't you use your sword? Do you really think I dare not kill you?!"
Bodhi didn't answer. He groped his hand to his waist and exerted force. With a teeth-grinding snapping sound, he actually reconnected his dislocated bones.
After Bodhi reconnected the bones, he became a brave man again and jumped up from the ground with a somersault.
This time he really jumped up, wiping out the shame of having sprained his waist when he was halfway up.
The handsome face of the black-robed man was ferocious for a moment: "Bodhi, draw your sword and fight me."
The black-robed Taoist's sinister gaze was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, tightly wrapped around Bodhi, and for a moment he even ignored Zuo You's existence.
Fu Shenzhi calmly protected Zuo You behind him and patted the back of her hand to signal her not to worry.
Here, facing the black-robed Taoist's resentful gaze, Bodhi sighed and changed the subject, "This move uses the willow as a blade. I was the one who taught you that."
The man in black robe seemed unable to bear it any longer and became hysterical for a moment. He even forgot to fight and just reached out to grab Bodhi's collar.
The black-robed Taoist grabbed Bodhi's collar, gnashing his teeth, as if questioning, but also blaming: "Bodhi, why, what are you insisting on?"
"You really do." The black-robed Taoist's voice faltered for a moment. "Do you really want to be an enemy of all the gods and immortals? Do you really want to go against the will of heaven? Just for these lowly people!"
Every word written by the Taoist priest in black robes was engraved in his heart and made him cry with tears.
Fu Shenzhi's face had already become terrifyingly gloomy, with wind and thunder gathering and a storm about to come.
The black-robed Taoist gripped Bodhi's collar with even greater force, nearly crushing it. "A full thousand years! Isn't that enough for you to have been mad for a thousand years? Do you really not want to be an immortal? Do you really mean to never wield a sword again in this life? Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for a few fleeting mayflies?"
"You are a Martial God, Bodhi! The number one Martial God in the world."
Bodhi was grabbed by the collar, but he was not angry. He just gently placed his palm on the back of the black-robed man's hand and said, "Fujia, you are now the number one martial god in the world."
The Taoist priest in black robe had bloodshot eyes and was weeping bitterly.
He loosened his grip on Bodhi's collar and laughed bitterly, "Alright, Bodhi, today I'll show you what it means to have an unbreakable fate."
The Taoist in black robe took out a black leather scroll from his wide sleeves. The scroll seemed to be made of parchment, and it exuded a strange and mysterious feeling of depth.
It is like a lonely wilderness, with countless ghosts of those who died violently wailing and wandering for a long time.
Bodhi's eyes flashed: "The Book of Life and Death, you actually borrowed it from the underworld."
The Taoist in black robe did not answer. He raised his hand and the scroll slowly unfolded as if it had life. Many strange characters appeared on it, densely packed like insects and ants.
The Taoist in black robe quickly made a hand gesture and said "collect", and the scroll flew straight towards Zuo You.
Bodhi shouted, "Girl, hold your breath, concentrate, and be resolute. Don't be fooled by that scroll. As long as you don't go in on your own initiative, you'll be fine."
Zuo You responded nervously, took a deep breath, and clenched Boss Fu's hand tightly.
Fu Shenzhi's palms were cold. He held her hand, their fingers intertwined, and they didn't feel too scared.
Zuo You stared nervously at the scroll that Fang Fang was slowly unfolding, and then... nothing happened.
The scroll flew towards her with unstoppable force, then suddenly spun around in a circle like a headless fly, buzzed twice, and fell to the ground with a thud, stopping altogether.
Everyone present: ...
Zuo You looked at the Book of Life and Death lying on the ground like a dead object, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Why was this Book of Life and Death so unreliable?
Is it pirated?
Does the underworld also sell pirated items?
The black-robed Taoist's pupils suddenly shrank, his face filled with shock and disbelief: "Impossible, impossible, how could the Book of Life and Death not find someone?"
"A person who is destined to die will not be removed from the Book of Life and Death within a year. It's only been three months, how could they not find the person?"
Bodhi also showed a look of surprise for a moment, but this expression was like a fleeting glimpse, passing by in a flash.
Bodhi said: "There are two possibilities. First, the heavens have tolerated her. Second, someone has crossed out her name from the book of life and death."
The man in black robe looked at him hesitantly.
Bodhi said, "Don't look at me. I don't have the ability to modify the Book of Life and Death. A thousand years ago, when I was at the peak of my power, I couldn't do it. What's more, I have already lost most of my power."
Zuo You and Fu Shenzhi looked at each other, and both saw hesitation in each other's eyes.
Fu Shenzhi said coldly: "Taoist, please explain your words clearly."
Bodhi said, "Two pieces of news. The good news is that this girl's name has been removed from the Book of Life and Death, which means she survived completely, rather than just stealing a life."
Bodhi glanced at the black-robed man and said, "The bad news is that besides you and me, there's a third person involved in this matter. And that person's strength should not be underestimated. He can actually reverse the Book of Life and Death."
The Taoist in black robe seemed to no longer want to communicate with him. He stretched out his hand and the Book of Life and Death that had fallen to the ground returned to his sleeve.
He immediately turned and left, leaving behind only a cold remark: "Bodhi, apart from you, no one else will have such foolish dreams."
The figure of the man in black robe disappeared into the night. At this time, there was only a waning moon, hanging obliquely in the inky sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the dim sky seemed to be full of confusion.
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