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Chapter 131 Walking

"I will send you to the eighteenth level of hell!"

The city god concentrated the power of the incense on his palm.

As soon as he finished speaking, a simple punch came to his face.

There was a loud bang, and the whole person was sent flying several feet away by the punch.

The City God was horrified, and in a panic, a huge hole appeared in the arm that was blocking his body.

The power of the incense continues to drain from the entrance of the cave.

The City God was at a loss for a moment.

In the past, as long as he took a little action, those unscrupulous people would either faint or just belch.

Under the nourishment of a comfortable life, he has forgotten what it feels like to be injured.

Li Ping'an shook his hand, it was really made of mud.

Didn't wait for any further reaction from the other party.

The figure flashed and appeared in the sky above the City God.

He stepped on his head.

Then he punched him again.

"Can't you eat well?"

"Do I have to lift the table to eat?"

"Who gave you this bad habit?"

"Didn't your mother teach you not to waste food?"

"I thought I would deal with you after dinner, but why are you so dishonest!"

"..."

Punch after punch, a big crater soon appeared on the ground.

The City God only let out a mournful cry at the beginning, and then became silent.

The physical body dissipated and turned into a pile of soil.

This city god, who had dominated the small mountain village for decades, died.

There was dead silence all around.

"...Run!!"

No one knew who screamed, and the people around him fled in fear.

Only Old Man Jiang was still sitting there.

Li Ping'an calmly dusted himself off and found a table with meat to sit down on.

"Don't tell others that you brought me to the banquet."

Old Man Jiang was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was talking to him, and nodded hurriedly.

Understand that the other party does not want to implicate you.

Even the City God is no match for him, could he be a god?

Not long after, Li Pingan put down his chopsticks.

I didn't get the roast chicken, so I always felt like something was missing.

"Goodbye."

Li Ping'an picked up the bamboo pole again and sighed softly.

Old Man Jiang was stunned for a moment and rubbed his eyes.

The other party obviously only took a few steps, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Old Man Jiang hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed three times in the direction where the other party was leaving.

Li Ping'an did not leave the village directly, but came to the Chenghuang Temple.

The tall and majestic statue of the City God, due to the death of the City God, turned into a cold clay statue, no longer alive.

What's ridiculous is that the villagers obviously live a day-to-day life without a day's rest.

However, it is worshiped by the villagers as the place where the City God who blesses peace lives.

It is made of bricks and glazed tiles, and there is even a pavilion built inside.

Planted with bamboos, flowers and plants, it looks like a luxurious back garden.

Li Ping'an shook his head, this world is so bizarre.

There was a loud "boom", and the City God Temple finally could not withstand the huge pressure.

There was a groan, dust flew up, and it collapsed!

It became a ruin.

The majesty of the past has turned into desolation in a blink of an eye.

Li Pingan was holding a bamboo pole and humming a song.

The depression of not having the roast chicken just now disappeared in an instant.

Across the front are rolling mountains.

Li Ping'an didn't care. He didn't know how many mountains and rivers he had traveled through his straw sandals.

"Old Niu, let's go!"

.............

"You...are you really Mr. Li's friend?"

Qin Shi asked stutteringly

The old Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain was also led astray by him, "It must... it must be necessary. He also took away my sword gourd!"

Qin Shi said, "That's it. I'll cook you a plate of vegetables."

The old Taoist priest had already eaten four big steamed buns with pickles, and heard that the other party had stir-fried vegetables.

He said rather dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you give me a plate just now?"

Qin Shi: "Didn't I know that you were my husband's friend just now? That dish is for my mother and I. I won't eat it later."

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but smile, "You are really sincere, baby."

Qin Shi really started to prepare a fire for cooking.

The wood on the side was piled high.

Qin Shi picked up a piece of wood without using an axe.

With a little force of both hands, the wood was torn in half.

It seems to be no more difficult than tearing apart chicken legs.

The old Taoist priest walked aside and observed him carefully.

Seeing him wearing official uniform, he asked: "Are you still an official? What is your position?"

Forget it, looking at your home, you know your position is not high."

Qin Shi lowered his head and added firewood inside.

"The bones are indeed extraordinary." The old Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction, "Boy, do you want to go to Longhu Mountain with me?"

"No...don't want to."

"You haven't asked me where Longhu Mountain is yet."

Qin Shi continued to tear with his head lowered, and in a short time he had torn off dozens of pieces of wood.

His expression was still dull, and no matter what the old Taoist priest said, he was not moved at all.

The old Taoist priest said, his mouth went dry, "You don't want to embark on the road to immortality."

Qin Shi hesitated for a moment, "I'm leaving, what should my mother do?"

"You can bring your mother with you. Forget about your mother, it doesn't matter if you bring your seven aunts or eight aunts with you.

Our Longhu Mountain area is sparsely populated, so it’s time to increase our popularity.”

After a moment of silence, Qin Shi shook his head.

The old Taoist asked him why, but he didn't say anything.

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled.

He stretched out his right foot and drew a circle on the ground to encircle himself.

He said: "How about this, if you can find a way to get me out of this trap, I will let you.

On the other hand, if you can't do it, how about following me to Longhu Mountain?"

It’s not over yet, and I’m afraid that the other party will reject me.

Added a sentence.

"Mr. Li also said that it would be a good thing for you to go to Longhu Mountain with me."

Qin Shi raised his head and glanced at the circle.

He looked at the old Taoist priest again and said, "I am a bit strong...can you do it?"

The old Taoist priest laughed and asked him to let his horse come over.

Qin Shi spread his fingers, placed them slightly below the opponent's shoulders, and exerted slight pressure.

The other party remained motionless;

Qin Shi added a little more strength, and when he raised his head, he saw the old Taoist looking at him with a smile.

As if to say that’s it?

Qin Shi became a little angry and took a breath.

Use both hands.

At the age of eleven, Qin Shi was able to move huge rocks that five or six men could not do anything about.

Pulling a horse is like walking a dog.

It's just that despite all the strength he had, exerting it on the old Taoist priest was like a cow drowning in the sea.

Qin Shi's face turned red, he took a step back and punched hard.

This punch was fast, fierce, and extremely powerful.

Even if there is a wall in front of him, it will be shattered by his punch.

However, the old Taoist priest just stretched out his right hand and grabbed it lightly.

He smiled and said, "How?"

Qin Shi's chest rose and fell and he left without looking back.

"Hey, why are you going? You regretted it."

The old Taoist priest was anxious.

"I.I'm going to pack my things."

Half a month later.

On a mountain stream trail.

Qin Shi placed his mother on his back on a clean stone and handed the kettle over.

"Mom, drink water."

Then he practiced the pile walking taught to him by Li Pingan.

He has obviously learned it a long time ago, but he still keeps walking tirelessly.

The old Taoist priest squatted aside and drew something on the ground with a wooden stick.

Not like an old man, but like a child.

When Qin Shi saw it, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Master, what are you drawing?"

The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "Master is calculating the fate between heaven and earth. A great disaster is coming.

I don’t know if Kyushu can survive this time, and where is the future of Kyushu?”

The old Taoist priest looked at the sky, with a look of confusion in his eyes.


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