Faced with the monk's ridicule, a trace of anger flashed across Huanxi Zuowangdao's face, but it quickly disappeared.
Then he slowly got up from the ground, pretended to pat the dust on his body, and rubbed the left side of his face that was smashed.
"Boss Hongzhong, you are now capable. If you want to beat me, just let me turn it into reality. After the beating, let me come back."
"But I am such a dead person, so what will you do no matter how much you bully me? Is it possible that you can kill me twice?"
"Whether you believe it or not, my worries about you just now are sincere. After all, we are just grasshoppers on a rope now. If you die, then we will definitely die too."
As he spoke, Zaowang Dao Huan unknowingly came to Li Huowang and stared at him quietly with the two holes on his face.
"Let me tell you, let's not worry about the dice for now. Let's worry about the immediate troubles first, such as your problem of only cultivating the truth and not practicing fiction."
"This problem has not been solved. If you continue to practice and Dice Boss has not been solved, you will directly become obsessed."
Seeing Li Huowang standing there silently, Zuowangdao Hallucination continued: "And this matter is not difficult at all, isn't it? Boss Hongzhong, the fake skills we practiced in Zuowangdao are clearly in your memory
In my mind, why don’t you practice cultivation?”
"Bump!" Li Huowang punched Zuo Wangdao Huanxiong's face with his fist, causing him to raise his head high after scoring twice, and red nosebleeds spilled in the air.
The next second, Li Huowang suddenly raised his right foot and kicked him directly in the stomach, sending him flying out.
"Li Huowang, are you crazy? I'm talking to you about something serious!"
"Crash!" Accompanied by the sound of metal friction, Li Huowang, who was covering his head, opened the bag of torture instruments at the hem. The torture instruments, glowing with cold light and stained with blood, were lined up in front of Zuo Wangdao Hallucination.
This time, even though Zuowangdao Huanhuan looked unwilling, he finally stopped talking and stayed away.
"Brother Li, what this person said is indeed a bit unreasonable. Why didn't you listen at all?" Zhuge Yuan leaned over and asked.
"Brother Zhuge, think about it, whose mouth came from who said that cultivating the truth requires cultivating the fake?"
"Dice."
"Yes, that's right! The dice said it! I am Xinsu, why do you think he told me this?"
"Since having Hongzhong's past, I can now understand some of the thoughts of Zuowangdao! Facing them, we must always beware of his influence, so what he said is false. Cultivation is cultivation. There is no need to practice
Fake!"
When Li Huowang said this, his tone was unusually decisive.
"Isn't there a possibility..."
"No! Absolutely not! There is not a trace of hesitation in my heart now! How many heinous things have Zuowangdao done in order to take a leave of absence! Do I have to be like them in order to take a leave of absence? Dice is cheating on me, I will never do it
Fell into his trap!"
Li Huowang stared at Zhuge Yuan with his extremely firm eyes. "If I really practiced false cultivation, then I would not be Li Huowang, but become a Zuowangdao Hongzhong! So what I said he said was false, then what he said
It’s just fake!!”
"Oh~" Zhuge Yuan nodded clearly. Hearing this, he seemed to understand what the other person was thinking.
Faced with what Dice said about cultivating the true and not the false, it was not that Li Huowang did not take action. On the contrary, his firm attitude now was his way of coping.
"Do you suspect that the dice are using your mind's ability to make you go crazy if you don't cultivate the truth, and this thing becomes true?"
"So in order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, you just have to crack down on this fake thing from the root, right?"
"No." Li Huowang shook his head vigorously. "It doesn't matter if I practice falsehood or not, so why does it matter if I practice trueness or not? So there is no need to think deeply about this matter! This matter is definitely false!!"
"Brother Li, I understand. I have to say that this coping method may actually work." Zhuge Yuan nodded clearly and retreated to the other hallucinations.
Zuo Wangdao Huanhuan came to him and whispered something, but Zhuge Yuan shook his fan and shook his head with a smile.
Li Huowang looked at them in the distance, stood up with a tired look, and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.
During this period of time, various things had made him physically and mentally exhausted. In addition, Li Huowang felt really tired now because he had just turned the hallucination of sitting and forgetting into reality twice. He needed to take a good rest.
When he saw Li Huowang walking past him, Li Sui followed him silently.
When he saw Li Huowang lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Li Sui followed him, staying close to him, feeling the familiar heartbeat in his skin.
She likes to sleep next to her father, because it makes her feel as if she is back in her father's body again.
Li Sui, whose head and tail were intertwined, suddenly remembered something and gently rubbed his head against Li Huowang. "Dad, what can I do for you? I really want to help you."
Feeling Li Sui's concern, Li Huowang felt a touch of warmth in his long-lost heart. With his eyes closed, he reached out and patted its head gently.
"I understand, but you really can't help me with what happens next. If you just stay well and don't cause trouble, you'll be doing me a big favor."
But for the first time, Li Sui felt unwilling to give in. He was obviously very powerful, and both his mothers praised him. Why does my father always think that I can't do anything?
Perhaps because he had eaten and slept in the open on the road, Li Huowang slept deeply that night.
When Li Huowang woke up again, he found that the time had come and it was the afternoon of the next day.
"How long have I slept? Thirty-four hours? No, this world only has twenty-two hours a day, I shouldn't have slept that long."
Just as Li Huowang was about to get up, Li Sui, who was lying on the ground, immediately came over and said with excitement: "Dad, I did a lot of things last night. I swept the floor! I swept the whole house! I also swept the floor.
The water tank is full."
"Yeah, good, good job." Li Huowang said, sitting up from the bed, picking up the Taoist robe and copper coin mask on the stool and putting them on.
But when he first put it on, Li Huowang seemed to feel that something was missing. The torture tool bag at his hem was missing.
"Did you take it?" Li Huowang looked at Li Sui. He didn't think any thief would steal some blood-stained iron tools.
"Well, I helped you wash off all the blood on it. I saw that it was a little dull, so I sharpened it all with a whetstone."
Li Sui polished the various instruments of torture from his body until they were shiny and as good as new, and presented them to Li Huowang like treasures.
Li Huowang nodded, stretched out his hand to hang the torture tool bag on the hem again, and then touched her head like a reward.
"Dad, did I do well?"
"Okay."
"That's great, so damn filial."
Li Huowang turned his head and glared at the person who said this.
Zuowangdao suddenly shrank his neck and hid outside the house.
This chapter has been completed!