"I don't know where our Qiu family has offended our seniors. I would like to apologize on your behalf. This is just a small token of my gratitude. Please don't forget your seniors."
He has never been able to find out the details of Jiang Siming and cannot see the slightest bit of his strength. Such a person not only does not reassure him, but will only make him more worried.
The skinny old man was afraid that this murderous man would strike again if he disagreed with his words, so he decisively chose to surrender and seek peace.
Looking at the box that the skinny old man took out, there were small black pills inside.
Each pill has a medicinal smell similar to Jiang Siming's [Strengthening Pill], but the amount of medicine on it is many times less than his [Strengthening Pill].
"What is this?" Jiang Siming asked.
"This? Senior, don't you know what this is?"
The skinny old man was stunned for a moment, confused in his heart, but he still explained: "This is the 'currency' circulating among the hermit tribe. Tiandan, taken for a long time, can enhance cultivation, expand meridians, and strengthen the body. In the upper class outside,
, the market price of one piece of this thing is 10 million, and there are twenty pieces in it, just a little bit of my kindness."
Tiandan?
puff!
Jiang Siming burst out laughing, can this thing be called a heavenly elixir? Then can his [Strengthening Pill] be called an elixir?
Jiang Siming took one and swallowed it. He found that the medicine was not one-tenth as powerful as his [Strengthening Pill].
Taking one pill of his to strengthen one's health can increase one year's worth of hard work. This thing can increase one's strength by one month at most.
And the taste is very bitter, just like taking Chinese medicine. Jiang Siming quickly peeled off the flap, but it is not like his [Strengthening Pill]. It is fragrant and sweet. It tastes like the smiling explanation of half-step epilepsy in Xing Ye's movie. No need for preservation.
It’s delicious~
The skinny old man showed a smile, thinking that Jiang Siming had agreed to his request for peace, and said: "Then I will take the disciples and leave."
"Wait a minute, I heard you just say Qiu Xiao, is that also your disciple?"
"Oh, senior knows Qiu Xiao, he is my direct disciple." The skinny old man replied.
Jiang Siming sneered and said, "He died in my hands."
"You!" The skinny old man had a wonderful expression and said angrily: "It turns out that you killed my direct disciple. I thought it was Tianzhu who did it."
"Yeah, what's wrong? Do you want revenge?" Jiang Siming asked provocatively.
The skinny old man had his fists clenched. Anyone who was mocked and provoked like this would get angry, not to mention that the exercises he practiced were from the tyrannical sect.
Immediately he couldn't bear it anymore. The skinny old man's hands had the same bloody claws as Qiu Xiao's before, and the color and bloody smell were much richer than Qiu Xiao's.
"Take your life!" The skinny old man no longer staggered as before. He appeared behind Jiang Siming like a ghost and made a desperate move!
The blood claws turned into a blood curse in the air, scattering blood droplets out of thin air. These blood droplets turned into countless blood claws, and suddenly the sky was filled with red shadows, covering Jiang Siming!
This skill is more than ten times higher than that of Qiu Xiao in the past.
It is visually estimated that even if this old man has not reached the Earth level, he is still at the peak of the Xuan level.
But this look is simply not good enough for Jiang Siming. The old man Tianzhu's earth-level strength can't even sustain a few moves in his hands.
Just stop talking about him.
one move!
Jiang Siming only used one move to strangle Qiu Song's neck just like he had choked Qiu Xiao that day.
Qiu Song's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
Being twisted by Jiang Siming like a chicken, Qiu Song soon had difficulty breathing.
None of the disciples around him dared to move.
Even the master can't survive a single move, so if they go there, it's not like they're going to die.
At this time, fellow Taoists who are poor but not dead, the relationship between master and disciple is as thin as water when disaster strikes.
"Senior... let me go. I am willing... willing to give up all the wealth of the Qiu family..."
Qiu Song begged for mercy very quickly. He had fought for his life with Jiang Siming just now, but now he chose to surrender.
"What wealth do you have that can be exchanged for your life? Let me hear it." Jiang Siming said calmly.
He was not in a hurry, but Qiu Song was so anxious that his neck almost broke.
"I have a total of 500 heavenly elixirs with me and four bank cards with a total value of 6 billion. Almost all my belongings have been given to my senior."
The old man's face was almost turning purple.
"Why do you take your belongings with you when you go out?" Jiang Siming asked strangely.
"This exchange meeting... the auction is for the Yuan clan, a hermit family in Sanqing Mountain. Sanqing Mountain is full of aura and is a treasure land for spiritual practice, so everyone wants to take a photo of it."
Qiu Song explained with a pale face that he had almost passed out of shock at this time.
Jiang Siming let go of his hand and fell to the ground.
However, Qiu Xiao did not dare to dwell any longer and quickly took out a small bag from his back. There was indeed a large box of so-called Tiandan and four bank cards inside.
It's just that Jiang Siming took the money and let him go without saying anything.
Such a cruel person must never be allowed to have martial arts skills again.
Simply, Jiang Siming took out the [Rampage Pill] that he had hit a long time ago. This Rage Pill will deprive the opponent of all power, making the opponent so helpless that even a ten-year-old child cannot beat him.
And his temper will become extremely irritable, and he will fight with others every minute.
This kind of elixir, which has no strength and likes to bring death, seems to be very suitable for Qiu Song to take.
He wanted to give it to Qiu Xiao before, but unfortunately Qiu Xiao was taken away by Tianzhu. Now that he is well, it would be good to give it to his master.
"Take this pill." Jiang Siming threw the pill over.
"What...what is this?"
"I'll only count for three seconds. If I don't take your life, I'll stay." Jiang Siming didn't talk nonsense to him.
Qiu Xiao had no choice but to endure the humiliation and take the pill while thinking about how to take revenge on Jiang Siming in the future.
But as soon as the elixir entered his mouth, Qiu Xiao was horrified to find that the internal energy in his body was rapidly melting away.
Within a few seconds, the strong internal energy in his body disintegrated and dissipated without a trace.
Moreover, his body also became sluggish, making his body look even thinner. It was a telephone pole before, but now it is like dry wood.
It was difficult to even stand up, my limbs were limp and I couldn't even lift myself up at all.
Qiu Song even tried hard to get luck, but he got the backlash and vomited a mouthful of old blood.
And he found that his temper seemed to be uncontrollable and his emotions were completely out of control.
"What did you do to me! What did you do! Give me the antidote!"
Qiu Song shouted tearfully at Jiang Siming. He was so furious that even his eyes were blood red.
"The antidote is suicide. You can take your time and play with it yourself." After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he looked at the remaining Qiu disciples, and with a look, his ability to control animals surged.
In silence, their internal organs were crushed, causing them to die violently one by one.
It's not that Jiang Siming is ruthless, but that if he wants to do something like this, he must eradicate it. Even Qiu Xiao and Jiang Siming will stare at him until he dies.
Either don't do something or don't do it. If you want to do something, do it.
Otherwise, the spring breeze will not blow away and the weeds will grow again. He does not want to be bitten in the back by such an insidious villain. To avoid future troubles is Jiang Siming's principle of dealing with bad people.
All the disciples died, leaving only Qiu Xiao alone in the forest.