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"...Well, they all say that evil will be punished. Either you become a great evil person, or you live a normal life like an ordinary person. That's an example there. Look, there are no bones left, and the mother-in-law and the children are crying.
Same. The few followers said that they were eaten by demons. I am afraid that demons like to eat evil people like this."
Under the warm sunshine of autumn, the chirping of cicadas rises and falls, and chatter is heard at the tea stalls on the roadside. Business travelers from all over the world stop to rest and talk about the rumors they heard in the town where they came from.
Someone was puzzled by this and asked: "Why do you like to eat evil people?"
"Monsters are inherently bad, so wouldn't eating evil people be just the right nourishment?"
"It makes sense."
Most of the people in the tea stall were business travelers. Regardless of whether they made sense or not, they all said appropriate things and got along well with each other. If they met again in the future, there was no doubt that they would be able to make business with each other.
At a table in the corner, an old man who looked about fifty years old paid for tea and came out carrying the old paper umbrella. His behavior was quite strange, which made the vendors at the tea shop curious. It was not raining, so why did he take it?
A paper umbrella.
When I looked closer, I didn't know when the old man in the light green robe disappeared in front of the road. In the nearby woods, the old man's figure made a rustle of fallen leaves and quickly passed through the dappled sunlight. He was a few miles away.
Stopped at an abandoned temple in the wilderness.
"Mr. Umbrella is back?"
As if sensing the energy of the old man, a figure appeared in the ruined temple. He arched his hands towards the old man who came in. When he entered the temple, there were more than a dozen figures occupying various corners around the dusty altar. There were men and women.
Women, old and young, in different costumes, handsome or ugly, rarely seen monks, gathered here at this time. Some of them had followed the Dan Master Liu Chengcheng to the northwest, and they looked at each other.
Throw it at the old man at the door.
"Old man Umbrella, are you right to inquire?"
"Did that person hit here?"
"Whether he passed here or not, we still have to find him."
"This revenge must be avenged!"
"That is, stop our cultivation path until death!"
There were figures in the ruined temple, speaking indignantly, or yelling fiercely, showing their cultivation and magic power. Gusts of wind blew around the ruined temple, causing the birds and animals in the forest to flee in panic.
After hearing that the Hezhou Demon Cave was destroyed, they came from all over and saw that the entire mountain was razed to the ground. Originally, in the next five years, the queen who fed the demon would be able to share the red energy to improve her cultivation, but now the abyss of the Demon Cave has been destroyed.
It's clean. They captured a Lihuo Sect disciple. After knowing the whole story, they didn't dare to take any action against Tianshi Mansion, Juling Mansion, and Lihuo Sect, but they still had confidence in dealing with the casual cultivator named Chen Yuan.
The old man holding an umbrella, with a gloomy look, sat down on the threshold: "It's been found out, the people passing by Enjia Town are Chen Yuan, Ox Cart, and Muxiaoxi. Who else could it be if it weren't him? This person also took the opportunity to pass by the town's people.
Li Zheng was killed."
"one person?"
"There is also a fat man, and the old man. The fat man should be a follower. I heard that the old man is Chen Yuan's master, but he is crazy and not a threat."
Recalling the information about Chen Yuan, in addition to the skill of inviting gods and men, and the ability to induce thunder from the sky to destroy Canglan Sword Gate, I know that he has reached the realm of golden elixir and should not be underestimated, but most of the people in this temple
They are all based on foundation building or golden elixir. As long as we work together to kill the opponent, it is not impossible.
"Then what are you waiting for?! Headmaster Yue is dead, and we are leaderless. Let's just kill him together. Firstly, to avenge him, and secondly, I don't know if Chen Yuan got any treasure from the headmaster."
There are all evil people around, and there are also casual cultivators who have to join in after accidentally committing a crime, some are introverted or arrogant. For a junior who has just stepped into the Taoism for a few years and stepped into the realm of golden elixir, there are not many good treasures.
Definitely don't believe it.
"Okay, since everyone is willing, let's discuss it."
"Isn't he just a casual cultivator? In terms of strength, he is not even qualified to carry the shoes of Master Yue. He probably follows the Tianshi Mansion and gets some merit. Otherwise, how can he return to the physical body in the past few years? It shows that the Tianshi Mansion treats him
Oh my love, don’t let him survive until then, otherwise you will sue the Tianshi Mansion and cause a lot of trouble!"
When one person spoke, the others all agreed.
"There are also his followers and masters. The fat man doesn't know what his cultivation level is yet. The crazy old man introduced him. He thinks he has a high level of cultivation. Let's just try to persuade him to leave the mountain first. Since the crazy old man is his master, that's his weakness!
"
Although this method is despised, it is their favorite and most effective method for dealing with decent cultivators, and it basically works.
Someone asked the old man at the door.
"Mr. Umbrella, what do you think of what everyone said?"
The old man fiddled with the paper umbrella in his hand, pondered for a moment, and nodded: "As long as everyone works together, there is no problem in any way. Headmaster Yue once treated me very well. His body and soul are dead, and I must avenge him."
His fingertips gently touched the paper umbrella.
"The green gang umbrellas in the old man's hands can finally be opened."
The wind blows the leaves and the sunlight flows.
Not long after, figures from the abandoned temple in the wilderness walked out together, controlling their respective magic weapons, and quickly headed north.
At this time, the man they were talking about had already passed a county town and was only four or five miles away from the bank of Qihe River. On the oxcart, the fat Taoist put on his Taoist robe and looked at the rolling hills and golden rice fields.
I was in a good mood and sang dirty tunes loudly. I occasionally glanced at the old cow swaying its tail, and remembered that I was caught in the mouth by the old cow a few days ago and got rolled my eyes.
Then he glanced at his boss, who was holding a withered branch of an ancient tree next to him, and said, 'When you take a break later, let's see how I deal with this old cow like you.'
Among the spells he learned, the fat Taoist knew some tricks, and it was easy to play tricks on the old cow. Over there, the old cow turned his face slightly and said, 'Hmph, wait and see how I play with you.'
"What bad thoughts are you thinking again?"
Chen Yuan blew the sawdust off the wood, stretched out his hand, and the sawdust returned to the withered Buddha, turning into Buddha buns, which were placed on the top of his head.
Over there, the fat Taoist put his hands behind his back and shook his head repeatedly.
"No, no, boss, how could I have bad intentions?"
In the car behind him, the crazy old man put his hands on his chin like horns and looked straight over, "You do, I can see it. You want to eat beef, and you told me where the best part of the cow is."
These words frightened Sun Zhengde so much that he reached out and covered the crazy old man's mouth, "I didn't say that, it's just what you want to eat..."
In the midst of the commotion, Chen Yuan put down the wood and saw that he had reached the bank of a certain section of the Qihe River. The white water waves rolled and flowed southward, and the reeds swayed, causing a few waterbirds to cry.
Ming.
“The scenery is beautiful and it’s a good place to rest.”
As he said that, he ignored the master and Sun Zhengde who were fighting over there and asked the old ox to pull the cart to the river. The crazy old man who was grabbing the fat Taoist's hair and pulling it off immediately rushed out of the cart and took off his shoes and socks.
He plunged into the shallow water of the river, lifted the stone, caught a crab, and danced and raised it toward his apprentice.
"Apprentice, I will catch one for you as well, let's play crab fight!"
Chen Yuan squatted by the river, wet his handkerchief, twisted it, and wiped it on his face. He felt the coldness brought by the river water for a moment, and then turned his face sideways: "Master, be careful if you slip and fall into the river."
After saying that, he got up and returned to the car, took the map from the chin of the old cow, and saw how far away the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was. The old cow was relieved and looked at the river in front of him excitedly, digging his hooves on the ground twice.
He got off, took off the cross bridge and the reins, and happily jumped over there with his hooves.
Sun Zhengde watched the old cow run to the river, quietly took out a yellow talisman, and approached it. As soon as the old cow stepped on the water with its front hooves, he saw the fat Taoist approaching and opened his eyes warily.
"Old Niu Niu, look what's in my hand?!"
The fat Taoist shook the yellow talisman, put it on his right hand, and muttered something in his mouth. The next moment, white smoke rose from his hand, and his fist swelled up several times. His fist was as big as a casserole. He raised it to make a move.
To fight back.
"It's so embarrassing to have me in your mouth in front of so many people. I have to punish you today."
In fact, he only did this to scare the other party. When the words came out, Chen Yuan also collected the map and looked at it, "Old Sun, why did you make your hands so big? Are you beating Lao Niu?"
"Ah...I...not..."
Sun Zhengde hurriedly withdrew the spell and opened his mouth to stutter in defense. But the next moment, the old cow opposite him turned his eyes with shuddering eyes, suddenly retracted one hoof, and limped pitifully on the bank.
He let out a wail of "moo".
"You, you, this old cow...you actually learned how to pretend..."
Before he finished speaking, the crazy old man heard the noise and turned his head to look from a distance. His eyebrows suddenly stood up, his teeth grinned, his voice was loud, splashing water, and he ran over.
"Okay, I'm not here, but you want to eat meat alone!"
"Old madman, I don't have one, don't come over here, grunt..."
On the other side of the carriage, Chen Yuan looked at the Buddha holding the Gatling in his hand, and threw it into the carriage. At some point beside him, the monkey's wooden figure stood by his legs holding a stick, looking at the river bank, the crazy old man.
He grabbed the fat Taoist and pushed him into the water. A smile appeared on the monkey's lonely face.
"Your master is very kind to you."
"Um."
"At least, he really treats you as his apprentice."
"Um."
Chen Yuan looked at the fat Taoist floating like a corpse over there, and the master who clapped his hands and left, and smiled: "I knew before that he was just the disciple who replaced the master. After this incident, I realized that no matter what he is now,
Master, or the master who has recovered his memory, he regards me as his disciple... By the way, the Great Sage."
Thinking of the gods in the future, I couldn't help but ask: "Who will come out next?"
The monkey pressed the two long feathers on his head, then let them go, letting them bounce up and down, and shook his head: "I don't know this, it could be the canopy, or it could be the Five Gods of Thunder... There is also that guy who can show the Holy Lord,
I don’t like them anyway.”
"Where is the second master? Does the second master know?"
Chen Yuan looked back at the car. On the ancient pillar, Guan Gong was sitting on it with his legs spread out, holding a book in one hand. There was a little white snake beside him, staring anxiously and nervously.
She held the book in Guan Gong's hand and asked Guan Yu to return the book to her from time to time.
After hearing Chen Yuan's words, Guan Yu coughed dryly, closed the book, and put it on his back without leaving a trace.
"Guan thinks, little brother, you should not take heaven too seriously. Even if all the gods come down, you won't be able to bear it. It's better to let nature take its course. If you are dealing with ordinary monks or other countries' armies, we and other outstanding people will be enough."
.If you are dealing with serious sinners or monsters, the gang of Yin gods in Senluo Palace are enough. Unless you confront the gods of this world, otherwise you will call the gods of heaven, which is a real waste and will not affect your future cultivation.
That’s not good either, that’s all I’m saying, don’t disturb Guan from reading.”
After saying that, he raised his hand to push away the snake's head that the little white snake was quietly protruding from, and took the book called "Mandarin Duck Broken" in his hand again, causing the little white snake to stare at him aggrievedly.
"Second Master, don't you read Spring and Autumn Period? Why don't you read this kind of book?"
"Spring and Autumn? Guan has been watching it all his life, and he's already tired of it."
With such words, Chen Yuan smiled and saw the wooden figures in the carriage doing their own things, just like a bustling corner of the world. At this moment, his hair suddenly stood up one by one, and he suddenly raised his eyes and looked away.
Going to one side, a figure floated past in the forest holding a paper umbrella.
"Um?"
Chen Yuan jumped off the bullock cart. He clearly sensed the opponent's anger and wanted to ask the monkey Muduo who was driven out of the cart to go over and have a look. He saw that the monkey was lying down on his side, holding his head and dozing off. He didn't seem to care about these things.
not interested.
"Master, please wait here."
Chen Yuan called out to the master who was playing in the water and moving crabs over there, touched the ghost-headed bell hanging on his waist, and then chased in the direction where the figure had just drifted away.
"The Exotic Land Development of Vegetable-Growing Skeletons"
With the use of the magic formula, Chen Yuan was not slow. In the blink of an eye, he was a few feet away, and soon he arrived at a forest. The surroundings were quiet, and it was difficult to hear a bird chirping. Instead, the only sound was the rustling of fallen leaves under Chen Yuan's feet.
He looked around, and there was mist rising between the trees, as if there was a demon hiding in it.
"Your Excellency, you might as well show up and invite me over. What's the matter?"
In the mist ahead, the outline of a person gradually appeared. An old man wearing a light green robe slowly walked out holding a paper umbrella. He looked at the young man opposite with a gloomy look and said softly:
"Of course something will happen...that is to kill you!"
Hoarse words rang out with fierce murderous intent, and there was a roar in the forest. Birds flapped their wings and rushed to the sky, flying away into the distance.
On the bank of the river, the crazy old man stopped touching the crabs, straightened up and looked at the birds flying in the sky, the old cow poked his head out of the water, and the floating fat Taoist climbed onto the stone, twisting his wet robe, and looked back
past.
next moment.
Dozens of figures flew up on the branches and leaves of the trees, landed on the ground with their own magic weapons, and surrounded the shore.
"What are you going to do?"
Sun Zhengde stopped twisting and pulled out the mahogany sword from his back. He spat on the palm of his hand, swiped the sword blade, and turned it into a heavy sword, slamming it on the ground.
The atmosphere solidified.
The old cow in the water quickly took a breath, swelled up, floated up and down on the water, pretending to be a drowned buffalo, and floated away with the current.