Chapter 2: Killing the Master, Stealing the Master's Wife, Be Reasonable

"Ah, aah, aah... evil disciples, evil disciples, you dare to kill your master, you will be struck by lightning."

"Blood Eyes Technique!"

"Blood Eyes Technique!"

"Blood Eyes Technique!"

Inside the house, the furious old Taoist's eyes turned red and turned into blood light as he rushed towards Xuan Yang. This disciple's cultivation had also reached the third level of Qi Refining, so it would be easy for him to kill the rest of his evil disciples.

But who would have thought that after his eyes collided with Xuan Yang, Lin Fan, who was believed to be at the first level of Qi Refining, was also performing the Blood Eye Technique, and it was even quite powerful, reaching his level.

Poof! The old Taoist spat out blood, and his chest was covered in blood and flesh. He retreated to the corner and looked at Lin Fan in horror. He raised his hand tremblingly and was about to speak.

Phew!

Lin Fan took a few steps forward, swung his axe and chopped down, cutting off his master's raised hand.

"Ah... evil disciple, how dare you cut your master."

The old Taoist covered the wound on his wrist and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Master, I thought you were going to cast a spell to hit me." Lin Fan said.

Taoist priest: ...

Hatred and confusion welled up in my heart.

how so.

How could this evil disciple cultivate to the third level of Qi Refining?

Hate it.

If he had four eyes he could handle it with ease.

Unfortunately he didn't.

Lin Fan and Xuan Yang held the axes and stared at their master eagerly. They knew that their master was very strong, but now things were going so smoothly. The main reason was that they were caught off guard. It was their junior brother's fault for hiding his strength.

Xuan Yang's face flushed with excitement. He glanced at his master's wife who was cowering in the corner because of fear, his eyes filled with heartache.

Damn master, he actually tortured my mistress into being so timid.

But it will be fine soon.

He and his fellow apprentice will kill the master soon to let the master's wife feel at ease.

"Master, I respect you very much and I am even prepared to stay here for the rest of my life to take care of you and see you to the end. How could you bear to kill me and want to refine me into a human pill? You have severely hurt my filial piety."

Lin Fan looked extremely distressed.

The art of language often shows that I am not wrong and it is you who are wrong.

"Evil... beloved disciple, you have wronged me. In my heart, you are my beloved disciple. I was deceived by this abominable woman. Kill her, kill her. From now on, I will definitely change my ways."

The old Taoist panicked and quickly put the blame on the woman.

Before Lin Fan could speak.

Xuan Yang on the side couldn't bear it anymore.

"Shut up, you old bastard. My master's wife used to have a heart as pure as snow. It was only because you brought her back to the Taoist temple that she gradually came into contact with human pills. Give me back my pure master's wife."

After saying that, Xuan Yang raised the axe and hit his master on the shoulder.

"don't want……"

Phew!

A sound that penetrates into the bones.

Blood splattered.

The old Taoist screamed.

"My beloved disciple Xuan Dian, stop your brother and save me... I am in so much pain, I am almost dying."

Facing the master's call for help.

He couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

When the master asked his senior brother to come and kill him.

The relationship between master and disciple has been severed.

But once a teacher, always a teacher, this is an unchanging truth.

At this moment, he felt the reality of the axe handle and his palm, glanced at the axe, and then walked to the right side of the master, just on the left and right of Senior Brother Xuanyang. They looked at each other tacitly, nodded, raised the axe and chopped towards the master.

"Master, my brother has a deep hatred towards you and will never let you die easily. The only thing I can do is to help you die quickly."

"I will always remember the kindness of Master's teachings."

Taoist Ling Xiao almost lost his soul when he heard this, especially when he saw the raised axe, he was even more terrified.

"My disciple, let's talk about the truth. Your master often tells you..."

"Master, I am not wearing a Taoist robe."

Phew!

Phew!

The sounds of chopping meat and bones echoed in the house.

The ground and walls were all covered in blood.

That is the master's blood.

The master's wife, who was huddled in the corner trembling with fear, was terrified by the scene before her.

The two men, one fat and one thin, bent over and kept swinging their weapons. Every time they chopped, a lot of blood and flesh tissue were splashed out.

She had never imagined what she would see. The old Taoist priest, who seemed unfathomable to her, was hacked to death by his two beloved disciples.

How could this happen? What happened?

When she arrived at Chaotian Taoist Temple, Xuan Yang was already there. She didn't know what his personality was like in the past, but she knew Xuan Dian's situation.

When we first met, he was obviously very naive and respectful to his teacher. He was curious about this and that, as if he had never seen anything before.

But gradually something went wrong.

Although, he still respected his teacher, but for some reason, that clear and stupid look disappeared, replaced by an extremely calm look.

I don’t know how long.

Sudden.

"Hiss~"

Lin Fan's head suddenly paused and he stopped what he was doing. Just then, a faint golden light poured into his mind from his master's body, and then a sound appeared in his mind.

[Merit +3]

Merit?

I believe everyone can understand what this means.

No matter what you do to gain merit, it must mean that you have done a good thing and thus gained merit.

At the same time, he knew that the voice in his mind was not an auditory hallucination, nor a dream, but the golden finger that was activated after he killed his master three years ago.

But he didn't show any excitement, only calmness.

The master practiced for decades before reaching the third level of Qi Refining.

After two and a half years of practice, he reached the level of his master.

This shows that he is very talented in this area of ​​cultivation.

Therefore, the appearance of the golden finger was not a timely help to him, but the icing on the cake.

He looked at the master lying in a pool of blood. His senior brother was not around, but had gone to a corner and was holding his master's wife in his arms to comfort her. Only the axe that he had given to his senior brother was left on the master's head.

Since ancient times, killing one's teacher has been considered a heinous crime.

But as his merits were recognized, he realized that he and his fellow apprentice had done nothing wrong and that his master was a scourge to the world.

Killing the master is truly acting in the name of justice and restoring order to the world.

Ever since he started cultivating immortality, he had wanted to achieve success in his practice, go down the mountain to eliminate demons and defend the way of Taoism, and kill all the evil spirits and monsters in the world. Now it seems the time has come.

If even the master is an evil heretic, how can this world be good? Suddenly, a light curtain appeared in his sight.

[Name: Lin Fan]

【Daoist name: Xuan Dian】

【Mountain Gate: Chaotian Taoist Temple】

【Exercise Method: Eating Qi to Nourish the Heart】

[Realm: Qi Refining Level 3]

[Spells: Blood Eyes (0/300 at mastery level), Sore Scalding (23/100 at entry level), Poisoning (30/200 at entry level)]

[Merit: 3 (Merit is consumed to practice spells. One point of merit is equivalent to one year of hard practice. When the spell reaches perfection, merit can be consumed to advance the spell or even advance it to a magical power)]

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[Innate magical power: Eye of Merit (break through delusion and see the truth)]

He was not unfamiliar with this manifestation of his own abilities, and after careful inspection, he found that it was indeed a perfect display of what he had learned. The effect of this merit was indeed quite powerful.

He knew how difficult it was to practice magic.

Take the Blood Eyes Method for example. I have been practicing it for more than two years, and I would practice it whenever I had time. I didn't expect that I have only just begun to achieve great success after practicing it until now.

Human energy is limited, and even if one embarks on the path of cultivating immortals, their lifespan is also limited, and it is impossible to master everything. But judging from the current situation, it will obviously not be that difficult to practice magic in the future.

The only regret is that he cannot use the merits to practice martial arts, but it doesn’t matter. He has a good talent in this aspect of practice. As long as he practices hard day and night, improving his realm will not be a problem.

Finally, he set his sights on the innate magical powers.

There has never been such talent before.

Could it be that it has just appeared?

Think of this.

As soon as he thought about it, he used the Eye of Merit. In an instant, golden light flowed in his eyes like rippling water.

When looking at my senior brother and his wife.

His face changed slightly.

Senior brother’s appearance has changed.

He was not a fat man with a round face and compact features, but a dignified and handsome man with sharp eyebrows and sword-like eyes.

This reminded him of what his senior brother often said, that he used to be very handsome, but not like he is now. Could it be that what his senior brother said was true?

But why did it become like this?

It can't be secondary development.

Then he looked at his master's wife.

"Death, monster..."

Lin Fan roared, raised the axe in his hand and was about to chop at his master's wife. He was completely frightened by her appearance. Her face was unrecognizable and full of sharp teeth, like a demon.

No... this is not the master's wife, this is a monster.

Xuan Yang, who was comforting his master's wife, was shocked.

He thought that his junior fellow wanted to kill his master's wife. Just as he was about to protect his master's wife behind him and fight with his junior fellow, he seemed to remember something.

Plop! "Brother, don't kill my wife, let's talk about reason, talk about reason."

Xuan Yang kowtowed, hoping that his junior fellow apprentice would show mercy.

"Brother, this is a monster."

"No, even if the monster is our master's wife, she is still our master's wife, brother, I beg you."

Xuan Yang hit the ball so hard that the floor tiles cracked and blood came out of his head.

Listen to this.

Sigh in my heart.

Alas! Lin Fan put away his innate magical power, and his reality disappeared.

The senior brother is still the same senior brother as before.

The monster was also the former master's wife, except that her face was paler.

"Forget it, forget it. How can people in the world tell the difference between truth and falsehood? Since you insist on doing what you want, I won't interfere. Now that Master is dead, I won't stay at Chaotian Taoist Temple anymore. From now on, this Taoist temple belongs to you, and the things in Master's secret room belong to me. What do you think?"

Lin Fan asked as he wiped the blood off his face.

This blood belongs to the master. It’s a bit dirty. I need to wash it carefully when I get back.

"It all depends on what Junior Brother wants."

How could Xuan Yang dare to refuse? He stood up and walked towards his master's body, thinking of throwing it away, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to keep it in the house.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Lin Fan asked.

"Ah? Junior brother, I want to move Master out and find a place to bury him." Xuan Yang didn't think there was anything wrong with that. Wouldn't burying Master be the last respect for Master? "Don't bury him tonight. Let Master stay in the room. Senior brother keeps saying that he doesn't want Master's wife to suffer and loves her. If you don't show it in front of Master, how can Master know your sincerity and how can he entrust Master's wife to you with peace of mind?" Lin Fan said.

If Taoist Ling Xiao were still alive, he would definitely be in tears. What a beloved disciple! What a true master's beloved disciple.

"This... Junior Brother, what you said makes sense. I will learn from you."

Xuan Yang didn't dare to refute. After thinking carefully, it seemed that what his junior brother said made some sense.

Lin Fan glanced at his master lying in a pool of blood, then looked at his senior brother and his mistress.

"Brother and Master's Wife, please go to bed early. We will bury the master tomorrow, and I will leave then."

After saying this, he left the room and disappeared into the night.

I can vaguely hear...

"It's so dirty. How can the master spray blood so well? The master is worthy of being the master."

As Lin Fan left, Xuan Yang slowly stood up, quickly closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at his master's wife whose face was pale, feeling extremely distressed. He went forward, hugged her in his arms, and slowly helped her to the bedside.

"Don't be afraid, Master's wife. Let me comfort you."

"But your master's body is still..."

"Master's wife, please don't say too much. Junior brother is crazy. Don't go against his wishes."

"But……."

"No, but, this corpse belongs to the master, not an outsider. Besides, what Junior Brother said is right. Let the master hear the sound, so that he can understand that the disciple can take good care of the master's wife and leave with peace of mind."

The night was beautiful, and a quacking sound came from the side room.

Everyone was very happy.

Only the master was lying in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open.

I don’t know how she feels, but I guess it must be beautiful.

At this time, Lin Fan was walking towards his master's secret room. However, as he walked, he stopped and looked up at the sky. It was already very late at night.

If it weren't for the fact that his master wanted to kill him.

He went to bed a long time ago.

The secret room has no legs and cannot run, but if you go to bed late, the lack of sleep can never be made up.

Everyone understands this principle, and he certainly understands it too.

Figure this out.

Turn around and go back to sleep.

Very embarrassed, dare not show my head, sorry everyone, my condition is a bit bad (end of this chapter)