The old man, whose figure was blurry and transparent, howled for a while. When he saw the young Taoist priest opposite him looking like he was watching a monkey and not talking to him, he lamented: "What's the point of living? It's better to be dead."
Zhang Wenfeng wanted to reach out and say two words, "Please!"
Those who shout so loudly that they are afraid of others not knowing are usually not really dead, they are just trying to attract others' attention.
Those who really want to die will die quietly and no one will know about it.
Zhang Wenfeng was very wary of this old man who appeared out of nowhere. Why did he look like a fairy doing tricks?
People become better as they age, and bad guys become older, which are difficult to deal with. What's more, the old man himself is a monster. At more than five thousand years old, he has to be careful.
The old man seemed to have seen the thoughts of the human being in front of him. He was so angry that he jumped on the table and shouted angrily: "Brother, you are so proud. Thanks to me for trusting you so much, old man, I took such a huge risk."
You hid in a bottle and you didn't ask why? You're guarding me like a thief, what do you mean? Believe it or not, old man, if I walk out from here, you will be in big trouble."
He turned over and climbed off the table. A transparent wooden stick appeared in his hand and he walked towards the door.
Zhang Wenfeng had a headache. When he met such an old scoundrel, he probably wouldn't be able to kill him with one punch. He could hide in a bottle for several hours and deliberately make noises for him to notice. How could Zhu Muying be so different in strength?
"Brother, don't even think about hitting me in the head with your fist. I'm so afraid of the pain."
The old man stepped aside, continued walking, and said something to expose the situation.
Are you afraid of a ghost? Zhang Wenfeng took a few steps back, blocked the door, and said with cupped hands: "Senior Zhu Mu, what should I call you? Please tell me if you have anything to say. If the trouble is known to outsiders, your situation will probably not be easy, right?"
The old man must have had some scruples in finding him in such a sneaky way.
The old man climbed up to the table and sat down again, and said with a smile: "You insist on getting it, have you seen this? My life is not easy, old man. I live one day at a time and work on my fingers to get through it." He pointed again.
Pointing to the room, he said: "Brother, you'd better arrange some restraint measures. Those ungrateful bastards in Chongtian Palace are watching me very closely. If they know that I used my residual soul to hide in your bottle and come out, you little brother
I'm afraid my life is not guaranteed, I'm not trying to scare you."
Zhang Wenfeng almost yelled, this old man is indeed a nuisance.
In order to keep an important secret, Da Zongmen secretly assassinated him and even pursued him at all costs. It is very possible that Da Zongmen's background and the power they can mobilize must not be underestimated.
With a thought in his mind, he touched the Immortal Wood Jie Qian in his arms, and the whole room suddenly became filled with longing shadows.
The old man took a breath of green wood breath with enjoyment and said with a smile: "In addition to Yuqian, there is also Mujieqian. I didn't find the wrong person. Finally, I waited." Jumping to the ground, stepping on the created forest floor, hugging the wood
He cupped his staff and bowed in a salute: "I, Chi Wei, have met fellow Taoist Zhang!"
Zhang Wenfeng returned the gift and asked without changing his expression: "Why are you looking for me, old man?"
He put the elm coins in a sachet and tied it inside his robe, but Zhu Muying still sniffed it out.
The old man sighed and said: "My life is worse than death now. I really don't want to live anymore. I want to ask you something. Next time you go to Chongtian Palace to help me heal my body, ask Wu for a branch. There are dead branches."
Yes, as long as you cut it off from the main body of the red tree in person, then put the branches into the hole in your sect, you can do it. It doesn’t matter, so please treat me kindly.
I have lived for more than five thousand years, and I want to leave a descendant. Otherwise, I would have died five hundred years ago, and there would be no need to suffer the torture of this life. You damn, ungrateful bastard... I really don’t live.
Got it!"
By the time I got to the end, I was already gnashing my teeth and swearing a lot.
Zhang Wenfeng heard the determination. Zhu Muxing really didn't want to live anymore. No wonder his body felt a trace of sadness while dispersing his kung fu, with no thought of survival at all. He was committing suicide slowly.
He merged with trees twice for several months, and he had a deep understanding of the desireless living state of trees.
The old man was heartbroken. He was a ruthless character for consuming himself to death in this way.
In fact, in his heart, it is better to do less than to do more, and he does not want to rush into other people's grievances and causes. Who can tell clearly what is right and wrong in the world?
When the old man saw that the human being was silent, he said: "I know the string of elm coins on your body, and the smell of it was left to you by Yu Wanwan. More than five hundred years ago, I followed those old bastards in the Chongtian Palace to fight.
I met Yu Wanwan, but I didn’t expect that he had passed away before me. Only if you can gain Yu Wanwan’s trust can I dare to entrust my descendants. Otherwise... I would rather die and have my lineage completely cut off than entrust me to you.
Inhuman.
When I made great achievements, do you know how those bastards in Chongtian Palace treated me?
They trapped me in the dark underground palace, used eighteen soul-locking nails to extract my soul, and helped several of their juniors to break through from the fifth level to the sixth level, so that they could pass the test of the Immortal Road to Heaven unharmed.
During the 500 years when the spiritual energy ebbed, their descendants pretended to provide various nourishments to Zhumu's body, but still trapped me. Until the spiritual energy ebbs and flows, these little white-eyed wolves keep saying that they want to let me out, saying that they regard me as their ancestor.
, isn’t it just to make Zhu Mu’s body bear more fruits?
I believed them and refused to agree unless they released me from the underground palace first.
A few years ago, the guardian of Chongtian Temple was about to expire, and he assisted the little guy named Jin Chongshan to extract the souls that I had finally collected. The path to immortality was completely cut off for me, so what else was left? They also realized something was wrong and wanted to use it.
The method is to cut off me from the main body, humph, then let’s fight.”
After talking for a long time, his figure followed the phantom of the trees and stopped urging him.
Zhang Wenfeng thought about it and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll give it a try the day after tomorrow. You can't blame me if it succeeds or not."
The old man shook out the darkness of the Chongtian Palace because he had made up his mind to break up if he didn't agree. He couldn't tell, but he just didn't tell the truth.
Just take it one step at a time, this old man can do anything in a hurry.
"As much as you ask for it, I won't blame you if it succeeds or fails."
The old man looked very happy and said with a smile: "You won't suffer any loss after the thing is done. The new red saplings will start to bear fruit after thirty years. The red fruits of my lineage are different from others. The fruits on the tree are divided into ten years and thirty years.
, matures in fifty years, one hundred years and three hundred years, among which three hundred red fruits can increase their cultivation by three hundred years, which is of great use to fifth-level monks, but the fruit cores and branch branches cannot be planted, so they are so popular.
Tight red wood body."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled bitterly: "Senior, does this count as giving you a piece of fruit by giving me a stick?"
This old guy worked hard for his descendants and could endure the suffering.
He had to think hard about how to ask for branches?
"I have no choice but to make this decision. Please forgive me, little brother."
The old man cupped his fists and saluted, and said: "I can't wait many more years. They found a land woman some time ago and used Shinto methods to deal with me in the underground palace. If they separate my body, I will have no value and will only
How can I be willing to have my soul sucked dry by them? Burning that decayed body and feeding it to dogs will make them feel better than being cheaper."
Zhang Wenfeng guessed that the earthly mother-in-law Chi Wei mentioned was the one whom Chen Qingqiao recruited? He emphasized: "I promise to take action, but you have to take it easy. I don't want to get into trouble."
"I understand, don't worry."
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