Chapter 007: Scared to death
"Follow your heart! Let me have a few words with him."
Kuixing couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound, only to see the man casually lifting his eyelids, his jet-black hair like crow feathers falling from his cheeks, revealing a pair of whirlpool-like eyes.
His narrow eyes were dull, like an unsheathed blade that had already drunk blood. His majestic and profound aura weighed heavily on people's hearts, giving them a sense of oppression that made it difficult to breathe. Although He was looking at him straight in the eye, Kuixing suddenly had an illusion that He had actually been looking down at him all the time, and His eyes had never lingered on a small character like him.
He wants to talk to him! The only person who is qualified to talk to him in the Taoist sect is the master!
Kuixing could hear his own extremely heavy breathing, and his heart seemed to be about to jump out with his breathing. His mind was pulled back and forth between fascination and vigilance, and his head was splitting as if it wanted to tear him in half!
The scholar asked in a gentle voice: "Brother, have I seen you somewhere before?"
Kuixing was stunned. He had seen it before? How could he have seen it before? If he had seen such a strange thing before, he would never forget it in his life!
Could it be the master? But the master's behavior yesterday was just like someone from the future who had heard of his legend.
Kuixing is known as the eldest brother of Taoism. In addition to his extremely violent methods, his own talent and intelligence cannot be ignored.
His mind works quite quickly.
Kuixing was shocked all over, and suddenly thought of a possibility. The serious mask he had worn since becoming the eldest brother of the Taoist sect in this life was actually broken in an instant. He looked up in amazement.
He is a strange creature from thousands of years ago, and he once made friends with the immortals and gods walking among the human world. So is there a possibility that he also made friends with the gods thousands of years ago!
Kuixing was sweating profusely. He had not thought enough before! He actually compared the master to him!
He was actually talking directly to the Lord God!
Kuixing didn't dare to interrupt the conversation between these big guys. If he disturbed the God, he would be killed!
The loyal junior fellow apprentice in front of him was still pulling him, trying to drag him out.
Kuixing was touched, but also a little regretful. He was touched that his junior brother was willing to expose himself to save him. If his junior brother returned to Taoism in the future, he would protect him! He regretted that his junior brother was still young and could not understand the twists and turns.
Kuixing pulled down his junior brother's hand and signaled him with his eyes to be quiet and not disturb the conversation between the two top leaders.
Congxin, whose hand was held, widened his eyes in horror.
The scholar paused, then continued calmly, "Brother, it is my fault that I took this position."
Kuixing frowned and thought, location? Location?
A flash of lightning struck him instantly, and he suddenly understood.
Although this person said it very vaguely, the extended meaning of position is "getting utensils"! What position on the table are they fighting for? What they are fighting for is the artifact!
The scholar reached out and grasped the cane. He smiled and said, "Of course, the position is just a small matter. Even if we take a step back, there is no reason for you to occupy the position, right? There is no one guarding it, so isn't it open to everyone?"
The scholar's rosy lips curved up. It was clearly just a simple action, but it made everyone in the inn look at him sideways and breathe heavier.
No! That's not right! His vision is still too narrow! How could these two take the so-called tools seriously!
They are fighting for status!
Kuixing held his breath and his heart was beating wildly.
The smell of blood became stronger.
The God King seemed to cast a glance from the void, and his body was injected with power! This feeling was similar to the God King's divine punishment, but in this case, it was more like the God King's anger at the person opposite!
The person opposite him narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes and eyebrows were releasing an unparalleled charm! It made people dizzy in an instant, and they didn't know what day it was!
He felt like a piece of colored silk in a tug-of-war game, being used as a battlefield by two unspeakable beings, wrestling inside his body!
Everything in front of him was spinning, and Kuixing felt as if he was trapped in cotton, wrapped up everywhere, with no place to hold on to.
But soon, the certificate on his body began to heat up continuously, and a terrifying evil face swam on his white flesh, heating up fiercely. Kuixing's whole body seemed to be roasted, and the flesh attached to his bones expanded like water, instantly propping up Kuixing's loose Taoist robe, making him look extremely terrifying.
Kuixing suddenly came back to his senses! He gritted his teeth and endured the pain and itchiness on his body! He had to hold on!
The scholar was silent for a moment, and then a complex look of unknown meaning swept over him. Kuixing tried to hold on to his last dignity as a tool. The scholar narrowed his eyes slightly and issued a final threat: "My disciple cordially invited me to come here and present treasures to me. I am sincere, and as a teacher, I will never break my promise."
The person opposite slowly reached out and picked up the bell, and the copper bell shook as he moved.
Wait! What is he doing! No! How is it possible that he can ring the bell! Could it be that the God is fighting with him... the God!
A clear, pleasant sound, like the cry of a spiritual bird, spread out like ripples.
Kuixing's eyes widened, his throat was dry, and he let out a painful groan. The certificate was twisting violently, as if it was going to penetrate his flesh and burst out of his body. The supreme rage of the God was completely out of control and was spreading, but all this pain was nothing compared to the shock he was feeling at the moment.
The Soul Summoning Bell is a Taoist treasure, but it looks like an ordinary imperial bell! Ordinary monks will be attacked just by touching it! It seems that if you shake it, it will trigger the Nine Heavens Thunder and turn it into charcoal!
This soul-calling bell only recognizes the God! He can only barely drive it and carry it with a touch by offering sacrifices!
How on earth did he do it! It's so horrible! He actually let the Taoist artifact kill the Taoist people! It's simply murderous!
Kuixing vomited a mouthful of blood towards the sky, and the blood sprayed all over the sky, landing on Congxin's stunned face and on the table, leaving spots.
Kuixing's body went limp and he fell to the ground unconscious. His body, which had been swollen like a ball, deflated as if it had been deflated, and black blood oozed out of his body.
The scholar leaned back, frowned, quickly withdrew his hand, and looked around.
The copper bell flashed dimly on the black table.
Everyone in the restaurant gasped, and seeing this killer looking at them, they lowered their heads like sheep being chased by wolves, fearing that they would end up like the Taoist master, not knowing whether they would live or die.
Don’t dare to move! Don’t dare to move at all! Kuixing is a lesson for us!
They only remembered that the scholar walked into the restaurant, and then they seemed to lose consciousness and just stared at the scholar, as if they were possessed!
When Kuixing sat there, they were envious and jealous, but now they think about it! He was saving them!
Although no one knew what kind of fight Kuixing and that guy had in such a small space, but within these two sentences, Kuixing, the genius of Taoism, collapsed to the ground and looked dead!
That person's strength is unfathomable!
Everyone has eyes, and everyone can see that the negative energy on the scholar is like an old monk in meditation, standing still like a mountain!
Something even more terrifying than killing Kuixing in an instant has happened! He didn't even use any strength! In the midst of casual conversation, he has already decided the outcome and secured victory!
I'm afraid that even the ancestor would kneel down here! They still want to steal the artifact? What the hell! Save your life first!
The scholar blinked and coughed twice.
The inn was extremely quiet at this time. Many people secretly tensed their muscles and looked around, trying to find a scapegoat to shield themselves from the accusations so that they could escape later.
Sweat dripped down the tense facial contours.
Everyone lowered their eyes, secretly observing the scholar's movements.
Congxin was trembling and pulling his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his face.
My heartstrings are stretched to the extreme!
The scholar had a calm and proud expression, and chuckled sarcastically, "That's the best thing about young people. They fall asleep as soon as they lie down."
No one dared to respond, for fear that the next young man might be themselves!
Cong Xin swallowed stiffly and stammered in agreement, "Yes, Master is right!"
The scholar then relaxed his expression and showed a sincere smile.
The eyes of the people who were observing were dazzled and they were almost bewitched again.
Fortunately, at this moment, some smart people also shouted: "Really! What does this Kuixing mean! Sleeping in the aisle and blocking the road! He really has no public morality! I, Hu Shuo, can't stand it at all!"
"That's right! That's right! Who is this person? A Taoist genius! I think the old Taoist priest has become confused!"
Some people even cursed: "Can't you sleep in a good place? It's really like a bad apple spoils the whole barrel!"
Poor Kuixing, the eldest brother of Taoism, was feared and respected by everyone wherever he went. But now he was dragged into the backyard of the restaurant by the legs like a dead dog, leaving two blood marks, as if he was resisting until his death.
The scholar couldn't help but nodded approvingly.
The atmosphere seemed to be joyful.
In the corner of the inn, several Taoists, also wearing Taoist robes, had sad faces.
Those Taoists struggled in their hearts and cursed Kuixing secretly, "You can die if you want to, but why did you bring the soul-calling bell with you? It made us brothers and sisters have to take back the soul-calling bell, otherwise we will be beheaded and return to the Taoist sect!"
But who can afford to offend this big guy?
It’s just a question of whether to die sooner or later!
It still feels like a dream. Is Master really that strong?
Just at this moment.
"Master! I can smell your scent from a long distance away! Hahahahahahaha!"
The voice arrived before the person, and the loud voice was like a lion's roar.
An eighteen-foot-tall giant strode into the restaurant, wearing a tiger-skin coat, with muscular body that seemed to be bulging out from the gaps in his clothes. He exuded the energy of a bull and a tiger. He had a full beard, and his extremely evil bloodshot eyes excitedly swept over everyone in the restaurant. He locked onto the frail scholar without hesitation and rushed over impatiently.
When someone recognized his identity, his face suddenly turned as pale as snow. It is not easy for a monster to cultivate into a human form. This monster is the king of Yinfeng Ridge in this area. It is rumored that he once ate tens of thousands of cultivators before he was reborn as a human. He is known as the "Old Monster Yinfeng".
I don’t know what happened to me in recent years, but I changed my name to “Mars Monk”.
The strength is extremely outstanding! If they unite together, there is still hope of defeating him, but now there is an enemy boss sitting here!
The Martian Monk was as tall as a mountain, unstoppable as he rushed forward, and everyone on the road was so scared that they dodged left and right.
But the bear-like fellow came to the scholar, lifted his clothes, knelt down, and kowtowed three times respectfully: "Master! I miss you!"
The scholar stretched out his hand with a smile on his face. Martian monk quickly moved his head closer and made a loud purring sound like a cat.
His heart was dull and his dazed eyes wandered between the two of them.
Everyone's breathing suddenly stagnated. Disciple? They were actually a master-disciple relationship! How powerful was Mars Monk! How terrifying must his master be!
In everyone's mind, the scholar's smiling face was covered by shadow.
They thought too little before! Too little! They actually thought this old monster was just an ordinary big ghost! This ghost must be close to the level of a god! It can be called a ghost god!
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but feel a little respect for Kuixing who provoked the scholar.
At the same time, an atmosphere of despair is spreading, and the hope of survival is almost slim.
The scholar laughed happily and said, "Xiao Congxin, come and meet your senior brother! Come! Say hello to senior brother!"
"Master, hello, senior brother." Cong Xin stuttered and shouted. Huoxing layman stood up, embraced his junior brother's thin body, and laughed: "Good! Good! Hello, junior brother! Master! Don't worry! In the future, junior brother can walk sideways in Yinfeng Ridge!"
The scholar nodded with satisfaction, stood up with his cane and said, "Let's go."
"Yes!" Huoxing layman clasped his fists and pushed Congxin with his big hand like a palm leaf fan: "Help Master go!"
Cong Xin nodded quickly. He tried to hold back his words, but couldn't hold them back any longer. He asked anxiously in a low voice, "Master, Master! Do you have a friend named Bo Ling Xianjun? Are you tens of thousands of years old? Or have you ever crashed into Gonggong Mountain?"
The scholar was silent: "Where did you hit your head?"
A group of people walked out of the restaurant.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at that instant, wishing they could burst into tears.
It’s not easy! It’s not easy!
I was so scared, I almost thought I was going to die here today!
I was so scared, I almost thought I would be behind bars today!
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