Yan Xi took off the noise-canceling headphones and used a drink can to hold the skinny Taoist's mouth open. To prevent him from spitting out the drink can, he also wrapped it several times with transparent tape.
This Taoist priest was thin and small, and his mouth was opened to the limit. He could barely swallow a drink can. He could not push open the seal wrapped with transparent tape just by the power of his tongue. He could only whine and moan.
No more spouting words.
Yan Xi directed his big green and black hands to search around. When he saw the things that the skinny Taoist had brought with him, he suddenly became murderous.
In the Jiayin world, in addition to the nine major swordsman sects, there are also heretical sects, such as the Longdu Sect, the Lotus Sect, and solitary practitioners like Grandma Jin Gu. The spells practiced by the sects are often extremely evil.
Of course, serious swordsman sects, such as the Yinshan Sect, can also refine corpses.
In the context of classical fairy tales, this thing is... commonplace.
But Yan Xi is a modern man. When he took out countless human organs from the slim Taoist priest's magic bag, there were also some things that were obviously "soul-spelling" things.
I believe that human beings have souls, but I still can't help but feel miserable.
This means that this thin Taoist priest has countless innocent lives under his control, and he also uses these "people" as "materials" for practicing evil arts.
Yan Xi closed his eyes and shook his head. Various horrific, miserable, innocent, and sad images lingered in his mind.
He bowed deeply in the direction of the fire and said, "Teacher, I can't stand it. These evil people who harm innocent people will go on a killing spree today!"
"I hope the teacher will not deal with it according to the sect's rules."
Yan Xi often doesn't want to kill anyone. Although he deceives himself a bit, he will really encourage Xiao Pendant to kill people so that he can be clean in the eyes of the law.
But this time, he couldn't help it.
The thin Taoist priest had nothing to do with attacking him, so he probably didn't care. The other party wanted to refine his soul, but he couldn't do it anyway!
But this skinny little Taoist priest had countless evil things in his body, including human organs and evil things that seduced people. His hands were full of dangers and sins. He really couldn't suppress the anger.
Yan Xi picked up a stone and prepared to pray for heaven.
Just when Yan Xi was holding up the big stone and was about to smash the thin Taoist priest to death, his eyes blurred and everything was gone.
An old voice came from behind. He burped first and then said: "This man heard that Gou Centipede was born, and he didn't even think about his own ability, so he came all the way to join in the fun."
"Originally, he is still eight hundred miles away. I deliberately moved the world to bring him here to test your Taoist heart."
"I am very happy to be a teacher!"
Yan Xi threw down the stone and asked: "Master! Such a wicked person can just be killed. Why do you want to let him go?"
Nayunso Valley God Ye laughed and said: "This person should die in three days, you can take action then."
Yan Xi took a look at the story line and saw that there was no statement about the thin Taoist. He curled his lips, but did not think that the teacher would lie to him, and said: "Disciple is not someone who likes killing, but this kind of bloody, indiscriminate killing of innocent people
"Senior, living in this world is the greatest disrespect for life."
Gu Shenye laughed and said: "It is difficult to seek the Tao! Many people do not know the righteous Dharma and want to seek the Tao, so they embark on evil paths. When they learn evil spells, they feel that they are not ordinary people and do not regard themselves as ordinary people.
People treat each other as the same kind, and kill people like chickens and dogs."
Yan Xi thought for a while and said: "This is an extremely complex theory of morality. Morality is a changeable thing. Everyone's morality is different. The apprentice does not want to argue with others, but only wants to uphold the morality in his heart."
Yan Xi has argued with people on countless points on the Internet, but when he was alone, he reflected on these things and came to the conclusion that everyone is not the same person.
That’s all.
Ceres God Ye said with a smile: "Now you know, why did Bai Yue spend so much effort to get rid of the anger of the Clay Pot God Fist and make a demon into it?"
"I don't like many things about Sun Youyue, but there is one thing I can't fault. The disciples he teaches are all first-class Taoists!"
"If Sun Youyue hadn't refused to take over Baidi Temple at any cost, and had sworn a great oath not to allow his disciples to interfere with the inheritance of Baidi Temple, how could it be Yan Po's turn."
Yan Xi thought of that fat young man, and his liking for him suddenly increased a bit.
Ceres God Ye stood up, stretched, and said, "Have a good time and practice!"
"Although your innate qualifications are not good, you are entangled with disasters. Those who practice Taoism have good qualifications, which is really good, but those who are better have more disasters."
"Many people with mediocre qualifications and dull personalities have gone through countless hardships and finally become great talents, just because they have suffered a fate."
Gu Shen Ye flicked his sleeves and shouted: "Follow me to the top of the mountain, and I will teach you the Snow Mountain Sect breathing technique again."
A flower appeared before Yan Xi's eyes. He was like a swan, soaring into the sky and landing on the top of the mountain in a moment.
Not long ago, he thought it would take him a whole day to climb up, but now... it's just a moment.
Yan Xi also wisely did not say that he had learned the art of breathing and breathing, and he did it well by crossing his legs obediently, and listened to the words of the God of Grains Ye Kankan.
Nayunsogu Shenye has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years. He is the most amazing and talented disciple of the previous generation of Xueshan Sect.
The profoundness of Taoism is rare in the world.
It is also a breathing technique of the Snow Mountain School. Under the explanation of Gu Shenye, Yan Xi suddenly gained a lot of subtleties that he had never had before practicing step by step.
Ceres Ye spoke for a full three or four hours, until the sun was shining brightly in the sky.
When Gu Shenye suddenly stopped talking, he asked: "Disciple! Have you understood it?"
Yan Xi suddenly raised his head and saw the bright sun in the sky, but a towering snow mountain appeared in his mind, with peaks like angry halberds reaching straight into the sky.
He said calmly: "Disciple! I understand."
A freezing coldness lingered around his body, and the Snow Mountain Sect Breathing Technique broke through another level, promoted from the sixth level to the seventh level.
The training of Taoist heart last night and the sermon in the morning finally triggered Yan Xi's two talents of deep accumulation and Mingjing Taoist heart, allowing him to take another step forward on the road of cultivating Taoism.
Ceres God Ye was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Do you know now why I don't let you kill that evil and bad guy?"
Yan Xi had a clear understanding and replied respectfully: "It is to let the disciples have murderous intentions, but not to steal their wisdom for murderous intentions, and to have righteousness, but don't need to be righteous bitches!"
Ceres Ye looked confused and asked: "What does it mean to be a righteous bitch?"
Yan Xi almost wanted to recommend the teacher to read an early online classic about justice, but when he thought that this book had been blocked and was not suitable to be recommended to the elderly, he explained it in the simplest terms.
In the name of justice, innocent people are killed indiscriminately and bad things are done...
It was too late yesterday and I couldn't catch up with the ten o'clock scheduled chapter...