If at this time, the two elders, Jin and Yin, can no longer see what role the young man in front of them plays, then the Taoism they have accumulated over the past hundred years will be in vain.
Both of them had their eyes wide open, staring in horror at the cell made of paintbrush at their feet.
It was obvious that this young man was drawing a cell on the ground. He obviously knew that they were coming. He even knew that they were coming to rape. The two elders, Jin and Yin, could not figure out how this operation was exposed. At this moment, they only felt that they were coming.
Even my soul was breaking out in layers of cold sweat.
For some reason, the two of them did not dare to look directly into the young man's eyes. They only felt that there was a pair of evil eyes that could see through, lurking in the depths of their souls, constantly watching and scanning them, making their evil names exposed and unable to escape.
Regardless of this point, what frightened the two of them even more was the young man's ability to create a prison.
They had never heard of this kind of ability, and had almost never seen it. But the horror in their hearts at this moment may be something that they will never forget forever.
They were indeed imprisoned in a cell, and it was also a fake cell in the drawing. A mysterious force as cold and as if it came from the underworld of hell wrapped around their torso, making them stiff and unable to move.
The two elders, Jin and Yin, were once strong cultivators at the Jindan level in the region. Although their cultivation has regressed now, the experience of practicing for hundreds of years is not fake. Although they are not knowledgeable about the past and present, they are also knowledgeable.
However, at this moment, they were unable to determine the source of this mysterious power. This power was completely different from one another: it looked like spiritual power but not spiritual power, looked like a god but not a god, and looked like spiritual power but not spiritual power.
But it is more domineering and tougher than any other force, and it scares people's hearts.
"Ah! You..." The moment they met the eyes of the young man in front of them, the two elders, Jin and Yin, suddenly cried out uncontrollably.
The young man in front of him has completely changed. The bookish aura on his body has been replaced by a thick and sinister aura. The originally clear eyes were infected by the endless demonic aura of the hell abyss, and his black hair also turned starry red.
It looks like magma from the Nine Hells.
This change came too suddenly. Seeing a boy who was still childish turn into a demon, both of them were shocked. This kind of shock was like a tiny ant suddenly turning into a jackal.
Tigers and leopards make it difficult for them to accept.
"You two are dressed like this. You don't look like poor people. You only have ten thousand taels of gold, don't you?" The cold words brought back all their thoughts. The two old men of gold and silver only felt that the scene in front of them had changed again. The young man was still the same.
As a young boy, everything returned to normal. Everything that happened just now seemed to be just a passing hallucination that had disappeared.
The young man was looking at them, standing silently in front of them with a paintbrush in his hand. His face was delicate, his eyes were like stars, and he still seemed to be childish. Still, he was so ordinary. Ordinary seemed to be just a grain of sand in the world, thrown into a field.
He could no longer be found in the vast ocean. There was no spiritual power fluctuation in his body, and there was no evil spirit. It was as clear as a wave of clear water.
But despite this, the two Taoists no longer dared to despise this young man at this time. They could not explain what had just happened, nor could they explain why this mortal made them feel the fear of approaching death.
I just feel that this boy is so weird! So weird that it scares people! So weird that people don’t dare to come near him!
"Do you really have no money?" Zhuo Yifan said in a calm voice and looked at the two of them.
The two elders, Gold and Silver, remained silent. The deep shock in their hearts made them completely forget the original intention of coming here. They just shook their heads in embarrassment and wanted to leave this strange place as soon as possible.
"Hey...it seems you really don't have any money. You bother me so late. You have to compensate for some losses." Zhuo Yifan sighed, walked straight into the dungeon, and grabbed the silver-robed Taoist around his waist.
He took the gourd of heaven and earth, raised his paintbrush and lightly drew a black hole on the bottom of the gourd. Immediately, the silver-robed Taoist's face turned red and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The look of horror in his eyes became even stronger. Zhuo Yifan's stroke actually forcibly severed his connection with the Qiankun Gourd. In other words, the young man could take whatever was in the gourd at will.
With a slight tip, all the scrolls that had been taken away by the Taoist in silver flew out with streams of light and returned to the table. The painting bucket returned to its original position intact.
Then, he poured it down again, and many things spewed out from the gourd, most of which were pills and the like. Zhuo Yifan didn't even look at these things. Then his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab the half piece of ruby.
: "You came to cause trouble in the middle of the night. This half piece of broken jade can be used as compensation."
The two elders, Gold and Silver, saw clearly what was in Zhuo Yifan's hand, and their colors changed: "Senior, this..."
"It's late at night, let's call it a day. I'm going to rest." Zhuo Yifan said, throwing it away, and the Qiankun pot was immediately delivered to the Yin Taoist. He then took out a painting and suddenly unfolded it.
It's a picture of a snow scene.
Then, the two of them felt the whistling sound of snow approaching, and their bodies floated up involuntarily, and were pushed out of the door by a mysterious force. They floated for dozens of miles, and finally landed in the Qingyu Mountain.
Both of them looked at each other with surprise and confusion. They felt that this young man was too terrifying, and he was not a regional monk, but a native! When did such an unfathomable strong man appear in this ordinary area?
And what's worse is that after such a disaster, the Blood Puppet Jade was also lost!
This is a big deal and it is absolutely necessary to report it to the sect!
The two of them looked at each other, calmed their minds, and planned to rush to Xintiandi's foothold overnight and report the matter to the sect leader as soon as possible.
But unexpectedly, when they were about to leave, a hand silently appeared on the shoulders of the two of them, pulling down the gold and silver elders who were already half a foot off the ground.
"I'm afraid it's not common sense for the two of you to rob my apprentice and just leave like that?" The cold laughter made the two of them tremble. When they turned around, they saw a man holding a broken ax and holding a broken ax on his back.
The old woodcutter carrying the bamboo basket was sullen, with his hands behind his back, staring at them darkly.
The golden-robed Taoist was shocked and hurriedly scanned it with his spiritual sense. He found that the old woodcutter seemed to be a mortal. However, he had learned from the past and did not dare to be careless at all: "Are you this son's master?"
"Not bad." The old woodcutter smiled.
"Senior, do you know that your disciple has become angry." Elder Yin snorted: "He took away my sect's belongings. If you don't want your disciple to end up being hunted down by sects all over the world, you should ask senior
I advise my disciples to return that piece of broken jade. Such sacred objects cannot be touched by ordinary people."
"Mortals?" The old woodcutter looked at the two men and said, "Don't you think it's ridiculous that you two were bullied to this extent by a mortal? I've been watching for a long time and am very satisfied with my apprentice's performance, and you two,
His methods are so despicable and he actually has the heart to attack a mortal. He is simply a scum in the Taoist world."
"You...!" Hearing what the other party said, the two elders, Jin and Yin, were shocked and stunned. Thinking that the old man had been monitoring them, they felt horrified: "You are definitely not a native here! What is your purpose of lurking here? I
When the sect comes, if you can't go back this time, the sect will definitely send someone to investigate, and by then neither you nor your disciple will be able to escape!"
"Oh? Really?" The old woodcutter looked at the two people with a slightly gloomy look, and said lightly: "In that case, let's give it a try. Your sect master has only cultivated the Taoism, how does he have such a strong sense of superiority?
I have taught countless people, and the fastest one realized the meaning of Tao in only ten years. What you just saw is my new wife. With his talent, I am afraid that he will break my record here.
Already."
"Who on earth are you!" The two of them were horrified. They were so frightened by the man in front of them that they didn't know what to say. They hurriedly drew out their weapons to fight the enemy.
"Dead people, there is no need to know." However, the old woodcutter didn't leave them any chance to take action. He swept his eyes lightly and stepped forward, shattering the torn brilliance. At the same time, he used his other foot to
As they took a step forward, a strong wind ripped through their faces. The two of them felt as if their bodies were being torn apart by a car. They turned into two balls of flying ash with a roar and disappeared.
Then, the old woodcutter looked at the place where the two disappeared, took the broken ax behind his back, and walked into the depths of the mountain forest. (To be continued.)