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Chapter 117 False, true

 Chapter 117 False, true

The Taoist in linen clothes put all the velvet grass in his hand on a heavy cloth bag and said with a smile: "I always do what I say, and I like to accumulate virtue and do good deeds the most, but I can't lose my sincerity in anything in this world. Although this velvet grass has the effect of reducing lifespan, the more you eat, the smaller the effect of reducing lifespan. This is just the right thing to use to explore your sincerity."

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe showed disdain on his face and sneered: "You Taoist, don't talk nonsense here! It's just some Yangling rice. Give it away if you want, or don't give it away. Why bother to pull out some false sincerity? words?"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers all responded and looked at Taoist Mai with disdain.

"You just said that if you eat a piece of this green grass, you will get a pound of Yangling rice. Do you really mean that?" A rough voice came over, and a big man in cloth squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest in sackcloth raised his head and glanced at the ragged man with an incomprehensible look. He nodded and said, "Of course it is true!"

There was a hint of joy on the face of the big man in a cloth shirt, and he reached out and grabbed a piece of velvet grass and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This weed is a poisonous weed. Every time you eat one weed, your life will be shortened by one year!"

"There are really people who are not afraid of death!"

Everyone around him was stunned in place, staring at the big man in cloth, watching his reaction after eating the velvet grass.

"So sweet!" To everyone's surprise, the man in cloth shirt closed his eyes and chewed for a moment, then opened his eyes in great intoxication, and reached out again to grab the large handful of velvet grass!

At this time, several clever people had seen some clues. With their eyes rolling, they hurried forward and divided up all the velvet grass in just a few breaths.

“Such a sweet taste!”

"This is definitely not Velvet Tail Grass! It is a spiritual grass that can be compared with Yangling Rice!"

"Taoist Priest, do you still have this herb?"

After those "smart people" ate the velvet grass, they all showed unfinished expressions on their faces and spoke around the Taoist priest.

A smile appeared on Taoist Maid's lips, and he untied all the bags in front of him.

One of the bags was filled with dense green velvet grass, and all the remaining bags were filled with fragrant Yangling rice!

"This grass is indeed not velvet grass, but a low-level spiritual grass that can prolong life. I was just trying to test your sincerity. Now that you have seen your sincerity, all the Yangling rice here, You can take whatever you like!"

More and more people gathered around, and after Taoist Mai’s words fell, there was an uproar!

"So much Yangling rice! These are all mine!"

"Give me!"

"I want those spiritual herbs!"

Countless people rushed towards the opened bags, while the figure of the Taoist priest unconsciously disappeared into the crowd without leaving any trace.

The strange thing is that although there are only a few bags, the velvet grass and Yangling rice in them seem to be inexhaustible. No matter how many people take away from them, the spiritual grass and rice in the bag are endless. It seems like there is always a small half of the bag left, and it is never really used up.

Even though some people had slightly noticed the abnormality here and wanted to take the bags away directly, they were all shocked to find that the bags seemed to be stuck to the ground by some kind of force and could not move even a little bit.

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As more and more people have eaten Velvet Tail Grass, the corners of Luoyan City have gradually undergone some changes. A weird atmosphere has spread, and more and more people in Luoyan City have heard about it.

, frantically scrambling for the inexhaustible spiritual grass and rice in the bag.

"Edict!"

As a scolding sound came from afar, Qingyue's sword whistled, and a young Taoist nun stepped on the sword. Looking at the chaos falling in Yancheng under her feet, her face changed slightly.

After his eyes saw those bags, the young Taoist nun's face became paler. She hurriedly took up her energy and shouted: "Stop it!"

Some people in Luoyan City stopped and looked up at the young Taoist nun who was standing on her sword. Most people turned a deaf ear and continued to frantically scramble for the spiritual grass and rice in the bag.

"True water cirrus cloud, imperial decree!"

As the sword light roared, thick rain clouds swept in from the sky, sweeping away all the people from Luoyan City around the cloth bags, and even formed a barrier of water clouds around the cloth bags.

Completely isolated it.

"What are you doing?!" The big man in cloth shirt who had eaten the velvet grass first showed anger, raised his head and shouted at the young Taoist nun, "These spiritual valleys are the life-saving rice of Luoyan City. Although you are a cultivator, but

But you can’t cut off people’s livelihood like this!”

"The output of Lingtian and Linggu around Luoyan City has become increasingly scarce. It has decreased by 30 to 40% in the past two years! This year, there is almost no harvest. If you want to monopolize these rice, just kill us!

"

"Cultivation people are aloof and treat us ordinary people as slaves, pigs and dogs. Finally, a Taoist priest took pity on us and gave us spiritual grain, but you want to destroy my way of life!"

Countless people from Luoyan City glared at the young Taoist nun. If it were in the past, they would never have dared to treat a cultivator who could stand on a sword like this. But at this time, there was a faint hint of anger in the eyes of these people.

The color of blood seemed to be without any fear in his heart, which was extremely strange.

The young Taoist nun looked a little ugly, and she made a gesture with her hands. Countless water droplets were scattered on the rain clouds in all directions, causing the people in Luoyan City to regain some consciousness.

"This is not a spiritual grain or spiritual grass at all, but a vicious curse insect that can corrode the soul!"

As his voice fell, the cloth bags gradually twisted, and finally turned into several ferocious thorn beasts that were still shaking. Each thorn beast was half the size of a human, except for a pair of blood-red eyes, and was covered with blood.

Full of sharp black thorns that exude a foul odor.

The young Taoist nun glanced at the thorny beasts with some fear, and continued: "These cursed insects are called soul-swallowing thorns, and those black thorns are their larvae. After the creatures willingly eat their larvae, these larvae will

It can attach to the soul of a living being and slowly devour it, transferring all the original power back to the body of the soul-devouring thorn curse insect. In the end, the only ones who benefit are those who raise these soul-devouring thorns!"

The people in Luoyan City around were already dumbfounded, staring blankly at those ferocious and terrifying beasts, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

Those who had eaten the larvae turned pale and knelt on the ground one after another, begging the young Taoist nun: "Please save me!"

The young Taoist nun shook her head slightly, and just as she was about to speak, a gloomy voice came from afar.

"Who comes to my Luoyan City to run wild?"

She looked sideways and saw a middle-aged man with a sinister expression approaching from the clouds, looking at her coldly.

"Lord Castle Guard!"

"I've seen the Lord Keeper of the City!"

After those people in Luoyan City were stunned for a moment, they all bowed down one after another.

"Lord City Guard, I was just passing by this place and noticed the smell of some vicious curse insects, so I went into the city to find out what was going on. I had no other intention." The Taoist nun gently cupped her hand. Although she was in the first stage of Guizhen's cultivation,

, but I don’t want to cause too much trouble outside.

"This city belongs to the territory of the Ancient City of Destruction of the Sun. How can we allow you, a wandering cultivator in the wilderness, to run wild here!" The sinister man sneered, "In my opinion, these thorny beasts are clearly a trick of yours!"


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