If you judge people by their appearance, you can bully them if you look at them... that means you can bully them.
Kong Fan thinks so.
He never doubted the master's vision.
The master and apprentice muttered to themselves, and the old Taoist asked with his fists:
"I don't know my friend's surname is the first name?"
"Ma Wu."
Zhang Wu speaks this name very skillfully.
The old Taoist nodded and asked again:
"I wonder where Mr. Ma Xiaoyou went?"
It was not appropriate to meet for the first time.
But if you want to eat my golden elixir, you naturally have to give me some details.
Zhang Wu said:
"I... am just a wild cultivator... I only achieved something by chance with magical skills."
The way of appearance at this moment is Ye Xiu very consistent with his character design.
This old Taoist is also a great master. Zhang Wu has been hungry for two years and is too sad. His realm has subsided. He may not be the opponent of this old Taoist when he fights.
I can’t even eat enough and my skin is weak. I’ll find a way to cheat a Wuling pill first.
The old Taoist was not surprised by his answer.
No one loves wild cultivators, no background, rely entirely on their own talent and hard work to practice, it is natural to have a miserable life.
If it is not miserable, it means that this person is either despicable and shameless, does everything evil, or has a sudden adventure, and the son of fate is not easy to provoke.
Walking the white beard, the old Taoist thought for a moment and had an idea in his mind.
"My friend Ma, I think you seem to want to eat the golden elixir I refined?"
Zhang Wu cursed shamelessly in his heart, but nodded.
The old Taoist said with a smile:
"It's okay to give you one, but one is just a treatment for symptoms but not the root cause. After eating, it's gone. The old Taoist is not talented, and his family is still rich. He has enough golden elixirs. I wonder if Xiaoyou Ma is willing to follow me?"
"Follow you?"
Zhang Wu turned around and left, holding a wooden stick, hunched in shape, leaving only the back of the master and apprentice.
“…” the old Taoist.
"..." Kong Fan couldn't help but complain: "Master, this guy has a very bad temper and seems to not take you seriously."
The old Taoist looked dark and glared at his apprentice who had no emotional intelligence.
I don't know what happened to him?
If you talk too much, where will the master put his face?
Kong Fan shrank his neck, scratched his head and pretended to be stupid, but his little thoughts didn't stop.
"Master, since he can bully him, then we can bully him. Why bother with him and suppress him directly, feed him the elixir and test the medicine."
"If it is poisonous, he will die. Let's bury him on the spot."
"If it is non-toxic, we can trick him into making the medicine poisonous and make him obedient, otherwise he won't give him an antidote. Anyway, he doesn't know that the elixir was not made by us."
The old Taoist glanced at his apprentice, and was surprised that his apprentice had planned so clearly.
However, it was still a little tender after all.
The voice transmission said:
"If someone takes the pill and knows it is poisonous, he would rather die than surrender to you, what do you think?"
"this……"
Kong Fan couldn't speak at once.
Martial arts masters, whoever achieve something will have a hard bone and a high spirit, otherwise they will not be able to achieve great success.
Ma Wu doesn't even look down on his master, and he is so arrogant that he is so arrogant to the sky.
It is indeed difficult to threaten him with poison to submit.
"Master, what should we do?"
The old Taoist face was serious and taught:
"Xiaofan, you must remember that there are three methods for the control of the people."
"The inferior method uses despicable methods to control people, poison, force, and threaten them. These methods are most susceptible to backlash."
"The methods used by the middle to benefit people, such as money, fame and fortune, and elixirs. These methods can make people obey your orders, but they are difficult to convince people's hearts."
"And the true superior means of conquering people's hearts with morality is like loyalty and righteousness, kindness, and pleading for the people. Only by making others admire you from the bottom of their hearts will they be willing to serve you."
After a pause, the old Taoist said with a deep look:
"My master was invited to the Kui Mo Sect during this trip. He had a death disaster and needed to find someone to stop him. This Ma Wuye cultivated one, and he had no worries. As long as he subdues him, the matter would be half."
"All right."
Kong Fan curled his lips and silently thought about the truth that his master had just said.
The old Taoist also shouted to Zhang Wu:
"Fellow fellow Taoist please stay."
"I'll keep your mom to buy a batch."
Not only did Zhang Wu keep going, he walked even more quickly, and he was almost throwing away his crutches and running wildly.
After a brief exchange, he realized that the master and apprentice were not good guys and had some ideas for him.
It’s not that there are no good people if you have high strength.
It's just that the probability is very small, one in 100,000 is not an exaggeration.
A good guy, neither treacherous nor slippery, nor greedy or possessive, has been eaten or harmed by others, and it is impossible for him to become a master.
Cultivation is cruel, with limited resources, and fighting openly and secretly, all relying on competition. You can stand out from countless people, with at least eight hundred minds and will never show any scene of giving you benefits for free and then surrendering without any brains.
Seeing Zhang Wu stepping like flying, seemingly holding a corner, but afterimage walked out, the old Taoist face twitched and his face turned black.
I finally met a suitable candidate to block the death, and I must not let it go easily.
He immediately picked up his apprentice, used his body skills, and rushed over like a buffalo.
Sensing the huge momentum coming from behind, Zhang Wu didn't think about it, and threw a line-type lunge brake, shoveling sand and stones on the ground... and turned around and rushed towards his old nest, Xitan Valley.
It was not until he reached the edge of the Feng Shui pattern that his body was covered with fog that Zhang Wu turned around and took a look.
The old Taoist really did not dare to break in and stopped in the distance, showing a look of fear on his face.
His apprentice could not stop the evil spirit, his whole body trembled, his face turned pale, and he hugged himself with his arms, as if he was about to be frozen.
then……
Zhang Wu also trembled and pretended to be trembling. I looked very uncomfortable.
Since you are acting in the whole set, you have nothing to do with the person who arranges this Feng Shui pattern. You have entered the depths of the fog and will be exposed if you are not treated.
The old Taoist retreated ten feet and shouted vigorously:
"My friend Ma, why are you doing this? My master and disciple have no intention of harming you."
Zhang Wu's teeth trembled and he stammered:
"No...want to harm me, why are you chasing me?"
“…”
The old Taoist was speechless, so he could only calm down and comfort him:
"My friend Ma, you misunderstood. I pursue you because I want to give you a golden elixir, I want to get to know you and have a personal favor with you."
"Then you throw the golden elixir over."
Zhang Wu's speech was a little smoother, and his tongue became more flexible.
This time, the old Taoist did not talk nonsense anymore. He took the martial spirit pill that had peeled off the golden paper from Kong Fan, and raised his hand and shot it over.
Zhang Wu frowned and did not take it with his hands. He bounced his fingers back.
"Change one."
The old Taoist has no choice but to try the medicine, it is better than to have a waste of time to go there.
At that moment, another Wu Ling Pill without peeling off the sealing wax and gold paper was thrown over.
Zhang Wu carefully checked and confirmed that there were no small holes on the sealing wax, which was exactly the same as the color, hardness and smell of the sealing wax he made. It was not the wax that was sealed after peeling it off.
He immediately crushed the sealing wax, tore off the gold paper, smelled it, licked it, confirmed that the medicine was effective, and swallowed it in the last bite.
The old Taoist stared at him, his telepathy was fully opened, and he wanted to find out whether he was poisoned.
Until half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Wu suddenly opened his eyes, as if two rays of light were shot out.
"What a great pill."
The old Taoist exclaimed, and couldn't help but peel off a Martial Spirit Pill, and tilted his head to swallow it.