Zuowangdao is actually a lunatic who has gone crazy through false cultivation. However, no one has ever seen a person who has successfully practiced realism and falsehood. They, including Zuowangdao himself, feel that this state is correct.
"It's sad, it's sad."
Li Huowang murmured to himself that maybe Dice already knew about this, but he was in too deep and it would be difficult to turn back.
Li Huowang lowered his head, peeled open the belly of the man in front of him, took out the softened stone, and placed it next to his belly.
A tentacle came out from the belly button, dragged the thing and stuffed it back again.
The soft boiled stone that these Dharma believers fought over was actually just a cut-off piece of Li Huowang's liver.
He had looked for other alternatives, but Li Huowang still felt that this was the most suitable.
"Dad, what have you been doing lately? I can't understand." Two cracks opened on Li Su's neck, revealing Li Su's eyes.
"I'm lying to them."
"So this is a lie." Li Su suddenly realized that she had learned something new from her father.
Now that his goal has been achieved, it's time for Li Huowang to leave this place.
At this moment, he was in the hinterland occupied by the Four Qi Dharma Religion. This kind of movement naturally attracted a reaction from the Dharma Religion.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Li Huowang appeared immediately, wiped his face, and his face suddenly turned into the look of the dead Hu Biao.
He threw everything in his right hand to the ground and immediately lay on the ground with a painful expression.
"Hurry! He's running over there!" Li Huowang raised his bloody finger tremblingly to show the way to the chasing Dharma followers.
Seeing the angry Dharma believers chasing in the direction he pointed, Li Huowang immediately stood up, picked up his hands on the ground and followed them secretly.
When these people reacted and realized that they had been deceived and started to rush back, Li Huowang gradually evacuated in the direction where they gave up tracking.
When Li Huowang, who had changed his face, arrived in a remote county town, the crisis of being tracked was relieved.
Li Huowang sat down in the lobby of an inn. He was hungry after working for so long. "Innkeeper, let's get something to eat."
"Okay! But sir, some things are not very lucky in these troubled times. I can only look at the things in the kitchen and make something for you."
"It doesn't matter, as long as it fills my stomach."
Soon, half a fragrant braised sheep head was delivered to Li Huowang, accompanied by two pieces of roasted soft pot helmet.
"Sir, this is bean paste, and this is vinegar. You cut off the mutton head meat, dip it in the sauce and vinegar and stuff it into the pot and eat it. It will be delicious."
Li Huowang stared at the sheep's head for a while. When he saw that the sheep's head did not open its mouth and say something to himself like last time, he picked up the knife on the side and started to eat.
As the cultivation leave continued, Li Huowang found that the side effects of his cultivation had indeed recovered a lot.
At least you don’t have to worry that the people around you have cultivated it yourself.
When you understand more about falsehood, you inevitably understand more about truth.
Compared with Feigang and the magical powers of Zuowangdao, the biggest change in Li Huowang was the change in mentality, the feeling of sincerely using fake things to deceive people.
At this moment, he needs this kind of transformation to fight against the side effects of cultivation.
Whether it is unable to distinguish reality or fiction, it is actually a change in mentality.
Cultivation and false cultivation are now like pulling a rope on both sides of the body, one on the left and the other on the right.
After gradually understanding falsehood, he already has a certain degree of control over the real truth and the reality created by himself.
Xiu Fake can really cure Xiu Zhen's obsessiveness. Regardless of whether this is the cue of the dice or the sweetness he throws out, Li Huowang must eat it.
Although the trouble of cultivating the truth has been solved, he must be more careful about the conspiracy of the dice, even if there is no warning now.
"Dice, what on earth do you want to do? We are all dead, and all of you are dead, so what else can you do?"
The thoughtful Li Huowang raised the small dagger with the mutton stuck in it and slowly put it into his mouth.
However, just as he was thinking about it, Li Huowang suddenly felt something in his heart, and a crack opened behind his left ear.
When Li Sui's eyes quickly glanced at the diners on the left, Li Huowang immediately realized something was wrong. The couple just glanced at him.
It was nothing to glance at the stranger, but the two people retracted their gaze very quickly, which meant a problem. After all, ordinary people could not do this.
"Sir, are you satisfied with the sheep's head?" the cook in the kitchen asked Li Huowang with his waist bent and a mocking smile on his face.
When his four eyes quickly scanned the surroundings and collected various details, Li Huowang immediately took hold of the Zisui sword and slashed with all his strength, causing the head of the cook standing beside him to rise into the sky.
In the rain of blood, the man's head did not fall. Instead, it was thrown to his hair and face, turning into a drop of blood and covering Li Huowang's head.
When a black tentacle emerged from Li Huowang's neck and directly pulled out the copper coin sword, with the copper coins flying and scattering the black blood droplets, the originally peaceful inn instantly became filled with murderous intent.
Whether it was the diners, the gentleman who settled the accounts, or the waiter who served the dishes, they all took out various weapons and rushed towards Li Huowang.
Li Huowang can naturally handle these people, but his face is extremely ugly, just because he is a little confused about who sent these people. Could it be dice?
Just when Li Huowang was about to deal with these people, the beams and columns of the three-story inn suddenly cracked, and the two floors above hit Li Huowang directly with a weight of thousands of kilograms.
A trembling sound sounded, and the rubble and stones that were pressing on Li Huowang flew everywhere. Black tentacles covered his body and he stood up again from the collapsed house.
When the dust gradually dispersed, Li Huowang noticed the huge changes in his surroundings, and everyone in the town dropped their disguises.
They carried black cloths on their shoulders, set up white flags, and carried huge statues of gods to surround the collapsed inn, three floors outside and three floors above. They were surrounded.
However, when Li Huowang saw the marks of the Dharma on their bodies, he felt relieved for some reason.
He was ambushed by the teachings. Even though he deliberately concealed his whereabouts, he was still discovered by them. Li Huowang knew that this time he might encounter a hard problem.
At this moment, a path suddenly opened on the left side of the crowd, and four weirdos holding umbrellas slowly walked out.
Their faces were covered by black umbrellas. They were very tall, at least a foot tall. Their bodies were long and their clothes were long. Their arms that were as long as their knees were wrapped in long sleeves, leaving no trace of flesh exposed.
This chapter has been completed!