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Chapter 125

Although Zhenyangzi is strong, he is not so strong that he can defeat Bodhi Taoist with one palm!

"Hahaha! Old guy! If I practice according to your practice method, it will probably take me seventy or eighty years to break through!"

"It's great to practice the Mahayin Sutra! In just three months, I have reached a great level!"

"Now in the entire Wuliang Taoist Temple, only my father is stronger than me!"

Hearing this, Taoist Bodhi's eyes turned red, he pointed at Zhenyangzi and trembled: "You actually practiced the Mahayin Sutra? That is an evil skill! No wonder the women in the village at the foot of the mountain keep disappearing, I'm afraid you won't take them all away and suck them dry.

Alright?"

"Hahaha! Yes! Sacrifice their humble lives to fulfill my perfect life! This is their honor!" Zhenyangzi laughed.

This Mahayin Meridian is an extremely evil technique. To practice the Mahayin Meridian, you need to drain the blood of at least one woman every day! It must be a woman under thirty years old!

With Zhenyangzi's cultivation, he may have killed hundreds of people!

"Old guy, there are only two choices before you now!"

"First! I kill everyone here! Then take the fairy water away!"

"Second! If you fulfill my three conditions, I will let them go, let you die alone, and then take away the fairy water!"

"Choose for yourself!"

At this moment, Taoist Bodhi seemed to have aged dozens of years.

His whole body slumped down, his head lowered, and he said nothing.

Either break the vow or be buried with everyone. These two choices made him feel very painful, but he had to choose!

He didn't want to see his young daughter and kind friends all die here!

"Hahahaha! That's all! If you break the precept, just break it! It's better for one person to die than for everyone to die!"

After saying this, the old Taoist glanced at his daughter who was being treated, and came to the table with a wry smile.

With trembling hands, he picked up a piece of braised pork.

He hasn't touched any meat in thirty years. This smell is familiar yet unfamiliar to him.

The old man closed his eyes and shed a line of painful tears.

He put the piece of meat into his mouth and swallowed it directly into his belly without chewing it.

Seeing this scene, Zhenyangzi clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahahaha! Look, everyone! The respected Master Bodhi actually eats meat! I didn't expect him to be such a person! Master Bodhi, how about it? Braised pork is delicious, right?"

Is it delicious? Hahahaha!”

The old Taoist smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Then, he came to the bowl of wine.

He stretched out his trembling hand, picked up the wine glass, held his nose, and poured the bowl of strong wine into his throat!

Seeing Master Bodhi drinking, the group of people became even more excited.

"Yo yo yo! Master Bodhi is drinking! It turns out that he used to pretend to be serious! He also likes to drink and eat meat! Hahaha!"

Next, came the item that Zhenyangzi was looking forward to the most.

I saw Master Bodhi walking up to the tied village girl.

"Old Taoist priest, you haven't touched a woman for decades, right? This woman is more than twenty years younger than you! Don't let me down! Hahaha!" Zhenyangzi laughed.

At this time, the village girl on the ground shook her head desperately, looked at the old man with tears in her eyes, and kept curling back.

The old Taoist also had tears in his eyes and wiped his hand on his waistband: "Donor, I'm sorry, for the sake of the lives of my family and friends, I can only offend!"

After saying that, the old Taoist suddenly opened his belt and took out a pair of sharp scissors! He looked at Zhenyangzi with sharp eyes!

"Zhenyangzi! If you want to die, let's all die together!"

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