Li Huowang was stunned when he suddenly heard someone calling him,
"Master Dao! Master Dao!"
The man with small feet from before waddled towards Li Huowang, looked at Li Huowang's face, and said with a charming smile: "Master Tao, are you leaving? Let's stay a few more nights."
"What on earth are you doing?" Li Su, who was very curious, suddenly asked.
When the man with small feet heard this, he immediately reached out and opened the lid of a pot next to him. The steam rose and dispersed, and a stone the size of a watermelon lay quietly in the boiling pot.
"I'm cooking stone soup! This stuff is very nourishing! Not only will you be hungry after drinking this stone soup, it will also prolong your life! And as long as you keep cooking it until the stone is completely cooked and then drink it! You can go to the fairy world.
Enjoy! You no longer have to suffer in this world!"
"Huh?" Li Huowang frowned and looked at the guy in front of him in surprise. He was stunned for a moment and said again: "Why do you become a god by making stone soup? Are you afraid that you were deceived by Zuowangdao?"
The man with the little feet put the lid back on the earthen pot and asked with some confusion: "Master Tao? What is the Zuowang Tao? I have never heard of it."
"Stop boiling it. No matter who told you, that person must be a liar. Stones cannot be boiled and you cannot become an immortal by drinking stone water."
Li Huowang reminded him of this, which was regarded as the most benevolent thing. He immediately walked across the stove and prepared to leave.
But as he walked, Li Huowang saw a group of men with evil faces walking through the field of earthen jars and surrounding him.
When he saw the man with small feet wearing the same white turban on their heads, Li Huowang's hand grasped the hilt of the sword.
"Who are you calling a liar? If you have the guts, say it again! These are the words from Grandpa Shi Du who came down to earth!"
"Shidu?" When Li Huowang repeated this word, he found that he was surrounded by men and women with white headscarves on their heads.
With a "clang" sound, Li Huowang suddenly pulled out the Zi Sui Sword again, and the evil energy that shot up to the sky dispersed to all directions. "Get out of here!"
Seeing Li Huowang like this, these people immediately dispersed with fear on their faces.
However, they didn't disperse far, and more white turbans came closer from the alley and gathered around them as if they were joining in the fun.
"Brother Li, leave quickly. I have been in Daqi for so long and I have never heard of Shidu. There is something wrong with these people!"
"Yeah!" As Li Huowang opened his mouth, Li Sui on the side immediately got in as if he had a connected mind.
Black tentacles emerged from Li Huowang's body, and with a violent swing, various earthen pots on the stove flew up and splashed towards the crowd.
The water in the earthen pot was boiling, and it was so hot that people all around were crying.
"Let's go!"
Li Huowang suddenly kicked the ground with his feet following the four tentacles next to him, and his body flew high, flying over the heads of these people and flying towards the fields in the distance.
Seeing that he was about to arrive, Li Huowang caught a glimpse of a white shadow from the corner of his eye.
The next moment, the two tentacles protruding from his armpits shook violently, making two crisp snaps in the air like whips.
And as the sound sounded, the white shadow was also thrown to the ground, and a dog came to gnaw on the mud.
When Li Huowang saw the big witch characters on the white cloth on the man's face, his face became very ugly.
He had seen people dressed like this in Daliang, but they were black in Daliang and white in Daqi.
There is no such thing as Shidu! This is simply another name for God Yu'er! These guys with white turbans on their heads are actually Daqi's teachings!!
"Da Qi actually has Dharma teachings, and this natural disaster has affected both sides." Zhuge Yuan's face became more solemn, as if he had remembered something.
Just as the man in the distance was about to stand up from the ground, the tall Peng Longteng fell from the sky and hit the man heavily.
There was a tremor of "bump", accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, and the surrounding soil was shaken into the air.
However, this was not over yet. When they saw the dead man, the people in white turbans beside the pot in the distance seemed to be crazy. They took out the stones from the earthen pot with their bare hands and rushed towards Li Huowang.
"Don't tangle with them!" Two talismans were attached to Li Huowang's legs, and his body rushed out of the city gate with an afterimage.
But as soon as he came out of the city gate, Li Huowang was stunned. The large open space outside the city gate was densely covered with skinny but ragged disaster victims.
But no matter how dirty or torn their clothes are, everyone has a white scarf wrapped around their head. These people are all followers of the Dharma!
"I should have thought of it earlier. The harder life is, the more market this cult will have! The power of Daqi's teachings is probably much greater than that of Daliang's teachings!"
"Brothers and sisters! Get up! That Taoist in red has killed our Wu Zhu!!"
With a cry from the city wall, the victims woke up one after another. They stood up in a staggered manner and looked at Li Huowang.
Feeling the dense gazes on him and looking at the endless victims in front of him, Li Huowang gritted his teeth.
He clenched the Purple Sword in his right hand, then held the broad Spine Sword in his other hand, pulled it out, and smashed it heavily on the ground.
Li Sui's tentacles also opened Li Huowang's bag of torture instruments. Except for the one wrapped around the copper coin sword, every other tentacle held torture instruments that were polished and glowing with cold light.
"Ahhhh!!" The skinny victims opened their yellow teeth that exposed their gums, and rushed towards Li Huowang like a tide of corpses.
"Li Sui! Come on!!" Li Huowang kicked his feet and rushed into the crowd without hesitation.
With a powerful swing of the Spine Sword, the victims in front of them suddenly fell to the ground like rice that had been cut in the fields, with only half of their bodies left spraying with blood.
Li Huowang jumped high in the crowd, and then hit him hard, causing a bloody storm every time he landed.
Although there are many people in this teaching, no one can resist Li Huowang's move.
The Purple Sui Sword is worthy of being a military weapon. After killing so many people, Li Huowang not only did not exhaust himself, but the more he killed, the stronger he became.
He found that he had used the purple ear sword in the wrong place in the past. In this kind of battlefield, this is where the purple ear sword should be.
"Kill, kill, kill!!" Li Huowang, who was holding the Purple Sui Sword, was completely stunned. Everything around him was red.
"Ding~!" The purple ear sword swung down hard, cutting off a sickle like mud.
But just as Li Huowang subconsciously set his sights on the target, the next person in his way suddenly stopped.
It was a woman wearing a white scarf. She was standing there, holding a dead baby with flies flying in her arms. Li Huowang could tell at a glance that this woman was crazy.
The woman looked at Li Huowang, took out a rusty knife from his swaddling clothes, and stabbed Li Huowang hard.
The next moment, a huge black shadow fell from the sky and hit the woman directly, including the baby in her arms, completely smashing it into mud.
She held one living person in each hand as a weapon, and swung it around, instantly clearing a large open space in all directions.
This chapter has been completed!