Master painted a total of nine plum blossoms on Xu Zhiqiong’s face!
Violence must be repaid!
Every penny has to be compared!
Chicken intestines!
This master is real!
After putting down the brush, the master pulled out two strands of Xu Zhiqiong's hair and slowly explored them.
During the groping, the master frowned at first, then smiled slightly, then the smile became more and more obvious, and finally, his brows frowned again.
Xu Zhiqiong wanted to take the opportunity to wash his face, but his master stopped him.
"You have done a lot of things during these days when I have been sleeping, and many things have made me very satisfied.
You designed to get rid of the two scourges of the Taotie Outer Body and the Blood-born Evil Star.
You have saved many suffering people and stopped several wars.
Especially in the battle of Yunzhou, you blocked the evil cult of the Nufu Sect and prevented Yin Zhu from coming to this world. These achievements should be commended."
Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Master is a real person. Since he said he wanted praise, he must really give him something."
The master hummed and said, "What do you want?"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "My disciple is also a real person. I don't dislike worldly things such as gold, silver and meritorious deeds."
The master curled his lips and said, "Do you know what I admire most about what you have done?"
Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment and said: "Disciple punishes evil and promotes good. He has done so many good things that I can't even remember them at the moment."
The master sighed: "One of the things I appreciate most is that you saved the Evil Punishment Division in Zhuzhou and left my Taoist bloodline in Zhuzhou.
But there are some things that make me dissatisfied. You went too far in killing your comrades."
Xu Zhiqiong puffed up his chest and said without any shame: "Master, all the disciples kill are those who deserve to be killed."
The master began to count: "You killed Long Xiulian."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "This guy is full of evil. He not only colludes with the evil god, but also destroys the Daxuan Judge."
"You killed Sun Qianli."
"This guy is Long Xiulian's accomplice."
"You killed Kong Shengwei."
"He is also an accomplice!"
"You destroyed the Huazhou Punishment Division."
"They collude with the Bloody Sect and feed evil with evil!"
The master sighed and said, "If you follow your killing method, in two years' time, I'm afraid Judge Dao will kill you sooner or later."
Xu Zhiqiong said in astonishment: "Master, please tell me, which of these people should not be killed!"
"You deserve to be killed, but you are too murderous and need to reflect!" Master added another plum blossom to Xu Zhiqiong's face, making up exactly ten.
After finishing the painting, Master took Xu Zhiqiong out of the small dark room, turned left and walked towards the depths of the corridor.
After passing a dozen rooms in a row, the master stared at a door for a moment, then visualized a key and unlocked the door.
The moment he opened the door, Xu Zhiqiong heard a deafening roar.
"Ouch!"
The powerful energy spurted out and knocked Xu Zhiqiong to the ground on the spot.
Master calmly closed the door, locked it again, turned around, helped Xu Zhiqiong up, and said with a gentle smile: "It's not here."
He walked through two more houses, stared at the door for a moment, imagined a key, and unlocked the door.
Xu Zhiqiong gained experience this time, and instead of standing behind his master, he chose to stand two feet away.
As soon as the door opened, there seemed to be no movement. The master waved his hand and said: "Why are you standing so far away? Come here quickly!"
Just as Xu Zhiqiong took a step forward, he suddenly saw a pair of huge blood-red hands dragging the master in from the door.
"Master!" Xu Zhiqiong called anxiously, and then hid further away.
The sound of a fierce fight came from the door. After about a meal, the master walked out of the house, tidied his messy white hair and torn clothes, and locked the door again.
"Not here either!"
Master took Xu Zhiqiong and continued walking along the corridor, opening several doors one after another.
"Taoist Master, I know I was wrong, please let me live!"
Master shook his head and said: "Not here."
"Demon! Don't leave. Fight to the death with me!"
Master shook his head and said: "It's not here either."
"Master Dao, how long has it been since you came here? I miss you from the bottom of my conscience."
Master nodded and said: "Next time."
…
After opening the seventh room, the master went in and looked for a while, then said to Xu Zhiqiong: "This is it."
After saying that, the master picked up the brush and wrote a big word "Qiong" on the door.
What is this for?
Imprison me here?
You still have to write "Qiong", but you can't write "Xu"?
"Master, let's talk some truth. This disciple has done nothing wrong and should not be punished for no reason.
If you imprison me here now, it will be over for you to pronounce the judge's order, and I will be ruined by that bastard Jiao Liewei and Yue Junshan!"
The master frowned and said: "You are already at the fourth level of cultivation, how can you still be so unstable? When did I say I would imprison you? I asked you to come here to reflect on your mistakes."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "What difference does it make?"
Master created a lock on the door and gave the key to Xu Zhiqiong: "Here's the difference. I'll give you the key. It all depends on your sincerity."
Xu Zhiqiong picked up the key and saw that the things that Master had visualized in the Xingxiu Corridor were full of texture, and the texture and weight of the metal were very real.
The master said to Xu Zhiqiong: "You can take this key to the mortal world."
Xu Zhiqiong was shocked. The things that the master embodied in the Xingxiu Corridor could actually be taken into the mortal world?
If he materializes an ingot, can he also get it in the mortal world?
If he achieves his feats in a concrete way, will he also be able to obtain the mortal world?
If he could visualize a group of beautiful girls...
Master drew two more plum blossoms on Xu Zhiqiong's face.
Xu Zhiqiong said helplessly: "As for what, Master, you are a first-class star, are you so narrow-minded?"
The master said earnestly: "There are twelve plum blossoms on your face. Apart from you, only I can see these plum blossoms.
Every twelve hours you stay in this room, one of the plum blossoms will disappear; after one hundred and forty-four hours, the plum blossoms will disappear."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "In other words, I have to stay here for twelve days?"
The master smiled and said: "If you have such a state of mind, it would be a pleasure to be a teacher. That's all. Come here at least once a day, and no less than an hour at a time. Just save up to 144 hours."
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the room, nodded and said: "Since the master has given instructions, the disciples should follow them. However, there are some urgent matters at present that need to be discussed with the master."
The master turned his back and said, "Let's go to the main hall to discuss."
It turns out that the small black room is the main hall of Xingxiu Corridor.
Xu Zhiqiong followed the master back to the small dark room. The two sat across from each other in the hall. The master waved his hand, and a green lantern appeared on the table.
With this lantern, there is no need for a guiding lantern. Xu Zhiqiong put the lantern away and said to his master: "Jiao Liewei, the Ghost Emperor of Middle Earth, and Du Chunze, the King of Hell of Wang'an Palace, are in the same league.
They stole the souls of the four evil spirits and sold them to the human world. Yue Junshan and Jiao Liewei had a close relationship, and they were afraid that they would..."
The master shook his head and said: "I already know about this, let me tell you something important."
Important?
Is there anything more important than this?
Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment and then said: "The Nufu Sect intends to hijack Emperor Daxuan. The purpose is unknown. Although it has been defeated by the disciples, Canglong's subordinate Zhewei Xingjun is also involved. The disciples are worried..."
The master said: "I also know about this matter, let me tell you something more important."
Is there anything more important?
"Bai Yueshan, the good-rewarding doctor, was harmed by Long Xiulian's breath-taking technique. Now he has lost his soul and has lost his mind..."
"I know this too, let's talk about something more important!"
Xu Zhiqiong said again: "Shangguan Qing, the good official who rewards good deeds, is at the critical moment of promotion, but now he is sleepy and unconscious. Please ask Master..."
Master frowned and said, "Aren't there anything more important?"
there is none left!
Xu Zhiqiong couldn't think of it.
Within the scope of his cognition, these things are the most important.
"Disciple can't think of anything more important, so I'd like to ask Master for guidance."
The master lowered his face and said: "I have reached the fourth level of cultivation, but I don't know what to do when things happen. But you don't know that today is the time to fast for my master?"
Fasting…
Xu Zhiqiong nodded repeatedly: "This is my disciple's fault."
The master has been in a coma for so long and has not even eaten anything. As soon as they met, he dragged the master to deal with official matters. It is no wonder that the master was dissatisfied.
Xu Zhiqiong quickly returned to the mortal world and went to Sun Yang's shop to buy five kilograms of bacon, two legs of lamb, and two jars of fragrant mash.
When it was delivered to Master, Master took a bite of the bacon and exclaimed: "It still tastes like this!"
Xu Zhiqiong took two wine cups, first poured one for his master, and then poured one for himself: "Master, for the sake of the world, you have been seriously injured many times, but now you have finally recovered. I would like to propose a toast to you first!"
Master raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he took Xu Zhiqiong's wine glass and drank together.
"Good wine!" the master praised.
Xu Zhiqiong was very embarrassed with his empty hands. He picked up the wine jar and prepared to pour himself another bowl.
The master suddenly lowered his face and said, "I'll let you think about it. Why are you still sitting here?"
"I... fast with Master."
"Do I still need you to accompany me during the fast?"
Xu Zhiqiong couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and said: "You old man, you are so ignorant. These days, I have been going back and forth, and I have blocked many things for our Taoist sect. It's okay if you don't give me a reward. Why are you still making things difficult for me everywhere?"
The master was furious: "You're such a thief, you still dare to talk back and ask you to think about your mistakes. Why don't you accept it?"
Let me tell you, there is no shortage of an hour every day, but if one day falls, the plum blossoms will grow on your face, and your cultivation level will also be reduced by one point!"
"You are so vicious!" Xu Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, lit the guiding lantern, and left the main hall.
Walking in the long corridor, every door is the same. It's really hard to recognize the house after passing through it. Thanks to Master, he wrote a big word "Qiong" on the door.
Xu Zhiqiong entered the hut and looked by the light. There was nothing in the hut.
Put down the lantern and the cabin became dark.
Xu Zhiqiong was puzzled. There was no daylight in this place, and there was no timekeeping tool. How could he be sure that an hour had passed?
While he was thinking, a water bottle suddenly appeared in Xu Zhiqiong's mind.
The water bottle contains water, and there are small holes at the bottom of the bottle, and water leaks out drop by drop from the small holes.
There is an arrow in the bottle, inserted in the center of the water bottle, and there is a scale on the arrow.
The water level is slowly falling, and the scale of the water surface is constantly changing.
This is an engraving tool, a common timing tool in Daxuan.
The water drops fall bit by bit, the sound is very real, the speed is neither urgent nor slow, and the movement is very accurate.
This is quite a useful thing.
Xu Zhiqiong was very curious.
I was thinking about timing, and a timing tool actually appeared in my mind.
What if I want something else?
…
The master was sitting at the desk, eating bacon and drinking mash from a large bowl.
He picked up the leg of lamb and took a bite, unable to help but laugh.
While chewing, the master laughed so hard that he couldn't even swallow the mutton.
Good disciple, my master did not misjudge you!
And practice well in Xingyuan Hall!
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