"My home is at No. 22, Baolu Fang, Dongcheng Gate, Xia Liang. Tell my wife, there are two small goldfish in the mezzanine of the third pickle stall under the bed. Save them, they should be used until Bao'er grows up."
A middle-aged man with a bean-covered face suppressed his fear and whispered his last words to Li Huowang.
This is the medicine guide sent to the alchemy room today, but Li Huowang can't do anything about it. He can only keep these last words in his heart.
Seeing him trembling as he walked into the alchemy room, Li Huowang turned around and left, walking back with a somewhat irritable expression.
This is already the eighth person. As time goes by, the number of people in the feed room is constantly decreasing. What makes him feel even more painful is that he seems to be used to it, and the guilt of sending people to death is constantly weakening.
.
He is being assimilated by a disgusting guy like Danyangzi, and he doesn't want this.
Li Huowang is eager to get rid of this extremely tormenting situation. He is looking for a solution, but it is not easy to find. Just relying on himself and some disabled people in the material room, it is almost impossible to deal with the enigmatic Danyangzi.
impossible.
The only thing he knows now is that the "Master You" controlled by Danyangzi does not exist on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month and cannot keep an eye on them. The other thing is that Danyangzi cannot read and there is a being in Qingfeng Temple who is helping him read the heavenly book.
"Should I go to Danyangzi's residence to find that being and kill him? Among his disciples in the whole cave, I am the only one who can read. Surely he can only ask me to help him translate the Heavenly Book? By then, I want to kill Danyangzi.
Isn’t it easy to catch it?”
As soon as this idea popped into his mind, Li Huowang rejected it.
Although he knew where Danyang lived in the cave, he didn't know what traps there were first, and he didn't know if the being who read the heavenly book for Danyangzi was strong or not. If he went in so recklessly, he might not even die.
Know how to die.
"Poisoning his elixir ingredients? No, he taught me all my alchemy techniques. Trying to do anything like this is just asking for death."
Li Huo walked back, constantly thinking about new ways to deal with Danyangzi.
At this moment, a young man with a gloomy expression wearing a Taoist robe and an alchemist's scarf came across from the opposite side. Li Huowang knew him. He was Zhengkun, a close disciple of Danyangzi.
We don't know much about him, Li Huowang. Apart from meeting him occasionally when eating, we don't see Zheng Kun at all.
Moreover, unlike Li Huowang's registered disciples, he didn't have to worry about taking care of things in Qingfeng Temple. As for what he usually did, Li Huowang didn't know.
The two of them crossed each other, one on the left and the other on the right. As Zheng Kun leaned lightly on his shoulder, Li Huowang bumped directly into his body. The moment he touched him, Li Huowang felt as if he had hit a piece of pig iron.
Zhengkun stood still, turned sideways and looked at him with a smile. "Xuanyang, you have been very out of touch in the temple recently. Master, he is very happy to be coaxed by you."
Li Huowang frowned slightly and glanced at him, but turned around and left without saying anything.
But before he took two steps, he felt a huge force coming from behind and pushed him out.
Li Huowang staggered a few steps, stabilized himself for a while, and finally did not fall into pieces.
"What, Junior Brother Xuanyang, is it difficult for me to speak?" Zhengkun, with his arms folded, stepped forward step by step and walked up to Li Huowang and asked.
"Senior Brother Zhengkun, I still need to help Master sort out the elixir ingredients." Li Huowang said calmly.
"Don't fucking pressure me with your master. When I was being chased by my master, you didn't know where I was! I'm telling you, Xuanyang, just do your job honestly and do your job well. It's best to do other things as well.
Shut up, don't be so blind." Zhengkun's tone became stern again.
Li Huowang did not feel angry, but stared blankly at Zhengkun in front of him, seeming to be thinking about something. The other person did have a bad temper as Xuan Yuan said, but wouldn't it mean that this guy was more impulsive?
"What? You're mute? Speak!"
Li Huowang, whose expression had been dull just now, began to become lively, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"It's Master's intention to think highly of me. Even if Master tells me the way to become an immortal, that's still his business. I'm afraid Senior Brother Zhengkun has nothing to do with it."
Zhengkun was stunned for a moment and didn't realize that the other party dared to speak to him like this.
When he came to his senses, he used his two fingers with a ferocious expression to strike with one hand, like a small chisel, stabbing directly into Li Huowang's left rib through the Taoist robe.
"You are worthy enough? The Master of the Immortal Kung Fu didn't tell me, but he will tell you? Who do you think you are? A scum of medicine!!"
The severe pain almost made Li Huowang faint, but he smiled. He guessed right.
"Haha, master didn't tell you, maybe your understanding is low. Brother Zhengkun, cultivation of immortality depends on talent. Since your talent is not good, then don't let master waste time on your body."
These words seemed to touch Zhengkun Nilin. He pulled out his two fingers again and stabbed Li Huowang's body three times again. "You scumbag! You are looking for death!!"
Under the severe pain, Li Huowang's laughter became louder and louder, "Hahaha, come on, kill me. Let's see how the master will react when he knows that the disciples in the temple are killing each other."
Seeing Li Huowang's laughter in front of him change from laughter to wild laughter, Zhengkun kicked him with his right foot and kicked him directly against the wall. "Humph! You are a lunatic who doesn't know whether to live or die."
Li Huowang lay on the ground for a long time without regaining consciousness. After a cup of tea, a pair of large hands next to him stretched out to help him up.
"Hey, Junior Brother Xuanyang, you are so disobedient. Didn't I tell you to respect Zhengkun? Why are you still provoking him?"
The person who spoke was the good old Xuan Yuan. Because of his easy-going personality, he was the only person in Qingfeng Temple who could talk to Li Huowang.
Li Huowang covered his armpits and endured the pain and said: "What? Can he still kill me? Master You is watching from the side. If the disciples in the Taoist temple die, they will not be able to survive."
"What Master You?" Xuanyuan looked a little surprised.
Doesn't he know? A thought suddenly flashed through Li Huowang's mind. Don't others know how the master monitors the entire Qingfeng Temple?
Reminiscing that there were two close disciples among those who died before, Li Huowang realized that these people might not really know.
"It's nothing, I just said he didn't dare to do anything."
"That's not what you said. He is a closed disciple and you are a nominal disciple. Although he does not dare to kill you directly, it is easy for him to put on your shoes."
"Haha, I have small feet, so I was born to wear small shoes."
While talking to Xuanyuan, Li Huowang's eyes revealed a smile. Just now Zhengkun revealed a piece of information that even as a closed disciple, he was still not qualified to learn the techniques of becoming an immortal.
Danyangzi doesn’t trust anyone,
This is not the point. The point is that he saw the other person's eyes. When they first looked at each other, when he said that he had learned the immortality technique, he clearly felt the strong unwillingness in his eyes.
It is impossible for the disciples educated by Danyangzi to be so loyal.
This might be an advantage. He wanted to try it.
This chapter has been completed!