Chapter 27 There have been win-win customers since ancient times!
On the ruined pier, the sound spread far away and everyone could hear it.
Mo Xiaoyou?
Mo?
Who is that?
Everyone was stunned, even the noble man who was just trying to escape couldn't help but glance at Haimen.
In Haimen right now, is there anyone else who is afraid of the Taoist Master of Immortality?
That’s right!
Just fear!
Everyone present could feel the fear, which made everyone curious.
And this is the effect Goethe wanted.
Why does he want to play double yellow?
Of course it's for a win-win situation.
He, Goethe, won twice.
Ten years later, the Taoist Master of Changsheng returned again with great achievements in his magical power, and when he was overwhelming Haimen, there was one person who was feared by the Taoist of Changsheng. It was even because of this person that Haimen was not destroyed.
Then, this person will definitely attract attention from all parties!
Moreover, the stronger the Taoist Master of Immortality is, the more respected this person will be!
Unlike the Immortal Taoist that everyone shouts about, this position is not a cult. Therefore, with a little operation, you can get many things that you dare not even think of.
For example: [Bao Card].
For example: the upper limit of the secret realm in front of you.
Another example: the treasure of ‘Sword Immortal’.
For things like [Bao Card], Goethe said the more the better.
He now has many ideas, all of which require huge vitality support.
Although he is an immortal species, he cannot withstand the scrutiny that can only be confirmed through repeated experiments.
The upper limit of the secret realm in front of him, or the upper limit of the powerful people in the secret realm in front of him, has always been Goethe's concern.
According to the information he collected, the strongest one seems to be the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai, who is at least the sixth level and is stronger than the titled legend. However, Goethe still has doubts about one thing.
It’s the so-called ‘Sword Immortal’ treasure.
The 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai shattered the void five years ago under circumstances that few people knew about, and left a lifetime of treasures to Huang Dangdang and his daughter.
At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this.
But I can't stand thinking about it.
First of all, according to Huang Dangdang, her unreliable father never told her mother that he really liked her, otherwise he would not have transcended the race and become another adult after the reckless hero, the undead knight and the unity of heaven and man.
Jay.
Under such a premise, if Li Qiubai wants to break the void, why not make arrangements for Huang Dangdang and her mother?
If nothing else, at least it has to be safe, right?
But what about the reality?
Huang Dangdang and her mother were almost in danger.
Not to mention, the treasure of the 'Sword Immortal' was arranged in Haimen, thousands of miles away from Fengcheng.
Why did Goethe think there was something fishy about it?
Maybe some people are going to say that 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai was in such a hurry to break the void that he couldn't take care of this.
This is bullshit.
No matter how rushed you are, can you still fail to take care of your family?
Moreover, Goethe was not ignorant of the so-called Broken Void. He at least knew that when he reached the Broken Void, his [heart] had a premonition.
Not on a whim, all at once.
But know it in advance.
There is enough time to prepare.
Why, everyone in the world is the same, but he, the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai Niubi, dares to cross races, and Shattering the Void still has to do the whole thing?
Not realistic.
Therefore, Goethe always kept it in mind.
After arriving in Haimen, this matter became even more strange.
Although Zhang Deshou was preparing to divert trouble to the east for self-protection, the treasure of the "Sword Immortal" Li Qiubai was obviously known to more people - isn't this strange?
Whoever leaves something for his or her children will know it all over the street.
I wish that my own children knew about it.
If anything happens in the future, at least you will have someone to defend yourself.
This makes no sense either emotionally or rationally.
Bureau?
trap?
This word came directly to Goethe's mind.
Who set the stage?
Who made the trap?
have no idea.
I did some calculations but came up with no results.
As soon as Goethe thought about it, fortunately, he understood it.
He didn't believe it. With the Taoist master of the 'Tao of Immortality' disrupting the situation, the other party could still sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.
As long as he catches a trace, he will know clearly.
Then you can understand whether the treasure of 'Sword Immortal' is real or fake.
True, everyone is happy.
He took the treasure and continued to do his thing.
Fake?
It's okay.
Goethe has already taken an insurance policy for himself: the Taoist Lord of Immortality.
Goethe did not believe that those who were attracted by the Taoist Master of Immortality were all benevolent and righteous people. There must be some with bad intestines and rotten stomachs. Moreover, these people were generally wealthy.
Maybe he will bring more [Treasure Cards] with him.
Not to mention anything else.
Just when those monsters from the 'Tao of Immortality' saw their Taoist master showing such great power, they couldn't help but come to Haimen with their gold and silver treasures?
He, Goethe, the Taoist Lord of Immortality, will just harvest when the time comes.
Of course, it is not impossible for a benevolent person to force Mo Sheng to come forward.
He, Mo Shengyi, was injured secretly in order to prevent Taoist Changsheng from destroying the entire Haimen, but he also gained some inspiration and needed more [Bao Cards] to observe and learn from.
Just observe and learn from it.
As long as someone frames him.
He, Mo Shengyi, could risk his life for the sake of all the people in the world just by opening his mouth.
The guy who is doing the math, can you give me this [treasure card]?
This is the basis of win-win.
Cut leeks?
This is not cutting leeks.
The street lights were dazzling, and Goethe liked to walk around them.
There was silence all around.
Taoist Changsheng seemed to be listening to something.
No one could see the face of Taoist Changsheng because of the mask, but everyone recognized that he was talking to that little friend Mo.
As for why they can't hear it?
Good guy.
See what you can do.
What else do you want to hear?
In front of these two masters, just laugh as long as you can.
According to the current time, just over two minutes had passed before Taoist Master Changsheng spoke again.
"It's not enough to say anything without speculation."
"Little friend Mo, take care of yourself."
After the words fell, Taoist Master Changsheng picked up Zhang Deshou and disappeared in a gust of evil wind.
Everyone let out a long sigh.
When they looked at each other, they could see the happiness on their faces that they had survived the disaster.
Especially that noble man.
Huchi, wheeze.
Half squatting and half sitting there, breathing heavily.
Being frightened.
He has never experienced anything like this since he was a child, but today he almost lost his life.
I will never dare to do it again.
wrong!
This is not my fault, it is all due to the lax handling of work below, which led to such mistakes.
How could I do this if I had capable subordinates?
Thinking of this, the noble man spoke.
"Who is that Mr. Mo?"
"Report to Your Highness, my subordinates don't know yet..."
"Trash, go check it out quickly."
"Remember to be respectful."
This noble man did not forget to remind him that although he wanted to recruit someone under his command, he had to have a good posture, otherwise how could he be called a courteous and virtuous corporal?
By the way, it needs to be written about in a big way.
It's best to cover up what happened today.
"Keep an eye on the second, third, and third aunt of mine."
The noble man gave another order.
"Yes, Your Highness."
People around him immediately responded.
And outside Haimen, Goethe put down Zhang Deshou.
thump.
As soon as he put it down, the young master of the Zhang family knelt down.
"Master."
The young master of the Zhang family kowtowed three times, shouted, and respectfully handed over the five [Treasure Cards] of the previous Taoist master of the 'Tao of Immortality', as well as the inherited classics of the 'Tao of Immortality'
Gave it to Goethe.
Goethe raised his hand and put these things into the ring.
At this point, the deal between the two is complete.
However, the young master of the Zhang family did not get up.
A flattering smile appeared on that handsome face.
"Master, you..."
"I am not your master."
Goethe knew what the young master of the Zhang family wanted to do, so he just waved his hand and disappeared.
As for the young master of the Zhang family, tell him?
The other party signed the contract.
It’s still Goethe’s version with added ingredients.
If the young master of the Zhang family dares to speak, he must dare to die.
Don't even say it, as long as you have such an idea in your heart, it will go through your heart and stomach, and your brain will explode.
"Hey, Master."
"Why did you just leave like that?"
"Why did you abandon me?"
The young master of the Zhang family spoke in a long tone, as if he was crying in mourning.
I have been howling for a long time, but I found that no one agreed.
Goethe didn't like him.
The young master of the Zhang family stood up helplessly and patted the soil.
"It's useless to write this in the notebook, isn't it?"
While mumbling, the young master of the Zhang family took out a human skin mask from his sleeve, changed it on his face, and turned into another person.
After taking two steps forward, the leg became lame.
After taking two more steps, the clothes on his body turned into rags.
After taking two more steps, a broken bowl and stick appeared in his hand.
He has to go back to Haimen.
Haimen is the safest now with his cheap master here.
If he leaves Haimen, he will be captured within three to two months.
Do you really think Huang Chengsi is a vegetarian?
The boats and arrangements on the pier really scared Zhang Deshou to death.
I have long given up the idea of escaping from Haimen.
He really intended to stay with Goethe.
But Goethe didn't accept him.
Then he would go to the door of Wang's Herbal Medicine Store to beg for food.
If you kick me out, I will leave.
If you don't chase me away, I will beg for food.
As time goes by, there will be no more feelings.
Zhang Deshou had a beautiful thought in his heart, so he lamely took advantage of the chaos and returned to Haicheng.
Goethe was faster than Zhang Deshou by an unknown amount.
I didn’t go to see the eldest lady of the Wang family and Huang Dangdang.
These two are not here either.
He must have been attracted by what happened on the dock.
Goethe took advantage of the silence.
I picked up the classics on the Tao of Immortality and started reading them.
Goethe now needs more secret skills to enrich himself, whether it is by drawing parallels or building a high-level view, in order to better deal with the troubles after returning, he will not despise anything.
Just no longer use [Bloody Honor].
When I saw it, I was a little fascinated.
Lunch is left at the door.
The inherited classic of the ‘Tao of Immortality’ really has something to it, and it’s called: ‘The True Skill of Immortality’!
What is important is to first inhale the wind and drink the dew, and then absorb the essence of the sun and moon, so as to achieve the goal of not eating the grains and fireworks of the world, and finally live forever and be free.
Goethe blinked at this.
If you don't even eat, are you still a human being?
This fairy?
Not too carefree?
Or is it better to suck wind and drink dew than delicious food?
Goethe was immediately interested.
However, there is no way to try it.
Because this method of sucking wind and drinking dew depends on the timing of the weather, you can only suck wind and drink dew when the first ray of the morning sun appears.
The next step to absorb the essence of the sun and moon is at two o'clock in the meridian.
When people who practice the "True Skill of Immortality" by inhaling wind and drinking dew accumulate deeply, they will be able to manifest various magical phenomena. The first is that their life span will be greatly increased. The second is that their physical fitness will be great, especially their endurance. The third is that they will be injured.
Easy to restore.
After being able to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, on the basis of the first three, it will be strengthened again, not to mention the two points of detoxification and plague dispelling. Depending on the talent, it can even control a trace of sun fire and moon fire.
Sunfire is also the real fire of the sun. If you touch it, you will never stop dying.
Moon fire is the true fire of Taiyin, which not only burns the body, but also refines the mind.
However, this kind of talent is too rare. When Qingyuan Mountain was at its peak, only the first generation of masters had this ability. After that, it didn't exist at all, let alone the ability to fall into the "Path of Immortality".
Not a single one.
But even so, "The True Skill of Immortality" is something extraordinary.
But there is only one drawback: slow.
"The True Kung Fu of Immortality" is a true skill that is difficult to get started and slow to practice, but the mastery of it is so miraculous that it takes more time than water to grind time.
To put it simply, ordinary people will never be able to get in.
Those who have entered the door and want to achieve the realm of "breathing the wind and drinking the dew" must do hard work for decades, polishing it day by day, and working hard month by month. Maybe they can touch the edge of the second realm by the time they die.
Son.
Of course, most people say they died of old age.
"No wonder the Taoist Master of the 'Tao of Immortality' is thinking of other methods."
"This is too tiring."
Goethe secretly thought.
The master of the 'Tao of Immortality' first practiced the 'True Skill of Immortality' and got started, but the subsequent training was so exhausting that the other party couldn't see any hope at all.
In the end, in order to prevent himself from becoming a withered skeleton in the grave like his predecessors, he gave up the "True Skill of Immortality" and chose to practice the incomplete "Blood Nerve".
"Blood Nerve" just looks at the name and you can tell it is not a straight number.
Goethe did not dislike it, picked it up and read it carefully.
"Blood Nerve" is different from "The True Kung Fu of Immortality". It focuses on speed, and the qualification requirements are not high. As long as you are ruthless and can withstand the pain of skin and bone extraction, you can peel off your own skin and use your own bones to refine the magic needle.
If you burn it with demonic fire for nine years, you will be able to achieve success.
Once it is completed, it can turn into a blood shadow at any time. When fighting against an enemy, the blood shadow ignores fists, feet and weapons, and pounces on the person, devouring flesh and blood, and aiding its ferocious flames.
To put it simply, as long as you practice to a small extent in nine years, you will be able to ignore all physical attacks, and you can strengthen yourself in simpler ways.
The previous Taoist master of the ‘Tao of Immortality’ was in this realm.
Relying on the "Blood Demon Sutra" to eat people and objects, he quickly increased his strength.
But that's it, the "Blood Demon Sutra" is incomplete and there is no key to the follow-up. The master of the "Tao of Immortality" finally died in the hands of the two masters of the Imperial City, Si Beidou and Nandou.
Goethe thought about "Blood Nerve" for a while and found that there were some merits in it and others that he ignored.
He is also good at blood attacks.
It can be said that it is the destiny of [Warrior].
If you can find a way, you can be considered as out of the cage and get a trump card.
When you focus, time flies.
By the time Goethe came to his senses again, the sky was already dark.
There was heavy breathing outside the door.
There are the eldest daughter of the Wang family, Huang Dangdang, Lao Wang, the local shopkeeper Wang Changgui, and the silly boy Li Changhai.
Squeak.
Goethe opened the door.
Seeing Goethe, the eldest lady of the Wang family, and Huang Dangdang standing in front of them intact, they all let out a sigh of relief.
They all know what happened at the dock today.
They directly identified Mr. Mo as their Mr. Mo.
In addition, Goethe had not eaten lunch, which made the two of them even more worried about whether Goethe was injured.
Now that Goethe was fine, the two of them were finally relieved.
Huang Dangdang had a hint of recklessness, and smiled happily when he was relieved.
The eldest lady of the Wang family was different. She felt tender and couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Mo, are you okay?"
"It's nothing serious, I'm just...a little hungry."
Goethe touched his belly.
I was so obsessed just now that I didn't even eat lunch. I was really hungry.
"Come on, let's go eat. Changgui has prepared some real delicious food for you. Let's go."
"Chang Hai, go drive."
"Okay."
Seeing that Goethe was fine, the originally dull little courtyard became alive again, as if the broken backbone had reunited.
A group of people were busy, setting up a carriage and heading straight to the restaurant.
As soon as the carriage left, the lame Zhang Deshou arrived.
After looking at the herbal medicine shop, he sat directly at the wall with a bowl in front of him.
As soon as the bowls were set, the bell dinged.
A dime of silver appeared at the bottom of the bowl.
A man wearing police uniform and carrying a knife appeared in front of him.
"Thank you, uncle! Thank you, uncle!"
The young master of the Zhang family thanked him repeatedly, kowtowing while saying thank you.
He is just a beggar now, and he will not lose his status.
Moreover, since you are pretending to be a beggar, you have to pretend to be one.
Otherwise, if someone rewards you with a dime of silver and you look coldly on it, there will be something wrong with you at the first glance.
