Inside another hall of the God Xiao Sect,
A young Taoist rushed into the hall in a flurry and addressed his fellow disciples: “Have you all heard? Maoshan is working on a new thunder art…”
“We heard about that before you arrived. I also heard that Zhao Tianjun manifested his power and bestowed his twenty-four Dinghai God Pearls upon Senior Shi!”
A youth in the same style of Taoist robe hurried to speak up. The junior disciple beside him turned in surprise to look at the statue of Zhao Tianjun of the Black Tiger Altar enshrined on the offering table nearby.
“What? Twenty-four Dinghai God Pearls? Weren’t those stolen by the Buddhists? Is there a second set?”
“Who knows? No one knows the affairs of immortals!”
“Hey, don’t believe his nonsense! Last time he introduced me to a Dao companion, saying they’d taken a liking to me at first sight, but when I got there, I found out that guy was a One-Eyed Dragon!”
A female Taoist said indignantly. The newly initiated youth looked thoughtful as he said, “Senior Martial Sister, what Senior Martial Brother says isn’t exactly wrong… cough, cough, cough, cough…”
The youth coughed several times, frightened by his senior martial sister’s glare, and hurriedly changed the subject: “But why would Zhao Tianjun bestow treasures? Isn’t he the God of Wealth? By rights, the one who should bestow treasures upon Senior Shi is the Celestial Worthy of the Ninth Heaven Who Responds to the Origin and Universally Transforms with the Sound of Thunder, isn’t it?”
“You don’t even know that? When you go out in the future, don’t say you’re from our God Xiao Sect. You should know that although Zhao Tianjun is the God of Wealth, he is also one of the thirty-six Marshals of the Thunder Bureau…”
The Taoist who spoke first explained. The newly initiated young Taoists nodded and said oh, secretly thinking they had learned something and remembered it.
“And I’m not talking nonsense this time. What I said about Zhao Tianjun bestowing treasures on Senior Shi has a basis!”
The Taoist who spoke first opened his mouth with a serious and sincere expression. Seeing everyone’s gazes on him, he coughed to clear his throat and said.
“The twenty-four Dinghai God Pearls of the Heavenly Lord are said to be able to dazzle one’s divine sense and five senses and make one’s vision unclear. Wasn’t that exactly what happened when Senior Shi took action?”
“This… seems true. I was eavesdropping on the Patriarchs’ conversation, and through the Round Light Technique I saw Senior Shi take action. He indeed emitted a blinding white light that made people dizzy and their vision unclear when he acted!”
A Taoist present spoke with a thoughtful look.
The Taoist who spoke first slapped his thigh and said: “That’s it. Zhao Tianjun definitely bestowed treasures, and they were the twenty-four Dinghai God Pearls!”
Everyone chattered animatedly, getting more and more excited. In just a few sentences, they had confirmed that Shi Jian had been bestowed twenty-four Dinghai God Pearls by Zhao Tianjun to slay demons and eliminate devils.
Behind them, the eyes of the Zhao Tianjun statue on the offering table—unconsciously ignored by them—suddenly moved.
The statue’s eyes showed confusion, and it slightly lowered its gaze to look at the neck of the black cat feasting on the offerings on the table.
The black cat, finding this baffling, tilted its head, thought for a moment, spat out the offering from its mouth, rolled over, and directly exposed its belly.
“…”
The confusion in Zhao Tianjun’s eyes turned into a numb closing of his eyes for several seconds. When he opened them again, he frowned at the string of circular patterns on the black cat’s neck. Confirming the patterns were still there, he nodded slightly, then the divine light faded, and he returned to being a statue.
The black cat, belly exposed, showed an extremely human-like look of looking at a fool, then stood properly, bit the offering, jumped down from the offering table, and walked toward the hall’s exit.
Just as the black cat was leisurely about to reach the door, its steps paused. It turned back to the offering table and extended a cat paw.
Smack—
The plate fell to the ground and the fruits rolled everywhere. The black cat provocatively glanced at these young Taoists, jumped down from the offering table, and ran out of the hall at top speed with the offering in its mouth.
“It’s you again, you fat cat. Damn it, this time I’ll catch you…” The young Taoist responsible for arranging the offerings stormed out angrily!
The young Taoist ran to catch the black cat. An old Taoist who happened to pass by the hall saw this, frowned, and used the Qi-Watching Technique to look.
“Huh, strange. Why does this new kid suddenly have a bloody calamity? Huh, after the bloody calamity, there’s also an additional streak of fortune. Strange, strange. There are no outsiders in my mountain. Could it be that some heretical practitioners secretly came up the mountain? Huh! Why do I have a bloody calamity too… ah!”
The old Taoist suddenly screamed, clutching his calf where the passing black cat had scratched him. Then he looked blankly at a streak of fortune that had suddenly appeared on him.
“When was I struck by heretical…”
The old Taoist said nothing more. He blankly watched another bloody calamity appear on him, thinking he had seen a ghost!
Huh? How did it become two again?
Huh, two streaks of fortune?
…
At the same time,
on the other side,
Maoshan, inside a hall.
“Did I really only sleep for a month?”
True Person Tian Ming, wearing a purple Taoist robe and possessing the appearance of a youth despite his crane-white hair, stood before the enshrined statues of the Three Mao Patriarchs and the Three Pure Ones.
He frowned tightly at the result of his finger-divination, pinched his thigh, and let out a surprised soft “huh.”
“Huh, doesn’t hurt? I get it, I’m still dreaming!”
“…You pinched my thigh!”
A voice sounded faintly. True Person Tian Yang, who ranked third among the sixty-eighth generation disciples of the Maoshan Sect, spoke expressionlessly.
“Ah, Junior Martial Brother, why are you here?”
“…”
“What’s with that look? How could I, your Senior Martial Brother, deliberately pinch your thigh? We have no grudge!”
“Yeah, but unfortunately, someone has a small heart!”
“Who?”
“Hehe…”
True Person Tian Yang chuckled, thinking of his martial nephew Lin Jiu, then looking at his Second Senior Brother before him. He silently disparaged in his heart: what kind of disciple produces what kind of master…
He stopped thinking, frowned, and looked down at the hand once again pinching his thigh. He raised his head and saw True Person Tian Ming pull back his hand with an embarrassed expression.
“Ah, pinched the wrong one again. I’m getting old, getting old…”
“Our Eldest Senior Brother still died too early!”
True Person Tian Yang said expressionlessly. True Person Tian Ming coughed once and immediately adopted a serious expression to speak.
“Cough cough, all right, I won’t chat with you anymore. I need to go ask Little Stone what this so-called new thunder art is all about…”
Actually, he would prefer to calculate it directly, but this time the heavenly secrets were obscure, like viewing flowers through fog, and he couldn’t calculate anything.
This was very strange!
After thinking, True Person Tian Ming waved his hand. Where his sleeve passed, a water screen arose from nothing. As soon as it rose, it became a water screen about thirty feet long and wide.
The image on the water screen was none other than Shi Jian in the Demon Realm, endlessly killing with the new thunder art.
To be precise, Shi Jian was merely casually exterminating some demonic beasts while tracking a female demon and the person helping her escape.
“Alas, using one means one less. This is the last Mystic Chapter of Riding Emptiness and Commanding Space talisman…” True Person Tian Ming said with a sigh.
He pulled out a golden talisman paper from his sleeve. The talisman paper was tattered, as if it would crumble at any second.
“Indeed, using one means one less. But how is it that your last one hasn’t been used up after over thirty years?”
True Person Tian Yang looked smilingly at the Mystic Chapter of Riding Emptiness and Commanding Space talisman in True Person Tian Ming’s hand, which had the ability to shuttle through space.
“Is there?”
True Person Tian Ming’s expression remained normal. The talisman paper flew from his hand. As the talisman fell, the person vanished, and True Person Tian Ming’s figure was no longer seen in the hall.
Suddenly, an old Taoist appeared on the water screen: True Person Tian Ming, who had come to the Demon Realm by the power of the talisman’s spatial transference.
True Person Tian Yang looked disdainfully at the twenty-first so-called “last” Mystic Chapter of Riding Emptiness and Commanding Space talisman on the ground. He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the water screen before him.
The Demon Realm.
True Person Tian Ming, who had suddenly appeared in the sky above the Demon Realm, panted as he patted his chest and said: “Old, old, oh. Shuttling through space almost took half my life… damn!”
Seeing Shi Jian’s new thunder art, which also covered him, True Person Tian Ming’s expression changed. His sleeve opened, and another tattered golden talisman paper flew out.
This time, however, it was not the Mystic Chapter of Riding Emptiness and Commanding Space talisman with spatial transference from before, but the High Purity Cavernous Quiescent Light Order-Fixing Precious Talisman.
As the talisman vanished, light appeared: a silvery-white radiance that even those of profound cultivation attainment would find difficult to perceive. Immediately after, it covered heaven and earth within a radius of three li at a terrifying speed.
Instantly, everywhere the silvery-white radiance passed, all things within a radius of three li were frozen at once, as if a video had been paused.
Even Shi Jian’s twenty-four Primordial Magnetism Thunder Cannons unleashed by the great divine ability of primordial magnetism could not escape the fate of being frozen.
This was the power of the High Purity Cavernous Quiescent Light Order-Fixing Precious Talisman used by True Person Tian Ming. This talisman came from the Maoshan Cavernous Quiescent Spirit-Regulating True Register.
Possessing the ability to draw on the power of the Twelve Natal Star Officials and to summon the divine power of the Three Mao True Lords, combined they can draw forth Innate Quiescent Qi to seal the four-season yin-yang transformations of a region.
Standing in the air, True Person Tian Ming’s eyelids twitched imperceptibly as he looked at the bright-red iron pearl within arm’s reach.
The iron pearl wrapped in a pillar of searing-white lightning!
He looked at the slightly trembling searing-white lightning, swallowing saliva as he looked at Shi Jian, who had not been stilled under his control.
Shi Jian frowned slightly as he looked at the female demon fleeing beyond the three-li range, outside the area covered by the stilling effect.
“Hmm? Is this… the Innate Quiescent Qi of the True Spirit mentioned in Chapter Thirty-nine of the Great Grotto True Classic?” Shi Jian looked at everything around him that had been stilled and said uncertainly with a frown.
He frowned at the arrival. After seeing who it was clearly, he suppressed his displeasure, flashed to True Person Tian Ming’s side, and bowed, saying:
“Disciple did not know that the Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle was present. I nearly injured the Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle. I beg the Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle to punish this disciple!”
“Uh…”
Why are you still so stiff!
If you want to get angry, then get angry!
True Person Tian Ming glanced at the fleeing female demon, clenched his fist, coughed, and said: “Hmm, I understand. I will discuss this matter with everyone in the sect myself. Also, just call me Second Senior Uncle!”
“Yes, Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle!”
“…I mean let you call me Second Senior Uncle!”
“Yes, Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle!”
“I—am—letting—you—direct—ly—call—me—Second—Senior—Uncle!” True Person Tian Ming said to Shi Jian, enunciating each word.
“I respectfully obey the Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle’s command.”
“…”
Why do you anger people just like your master!
True Person Tian Ming didn’t want to chat anymore and directly stated his purpose: “Senior Uncle came this time for the matter of the new thunder art…”
As he said this, True Person Tian Ming curiously looked at the bright-red, deformed iron pearl beside him that was stilled and wrapped in a pillar of searing-white lightning.
He could tell that the root of the thunder art was still the Lightning-Rushing Thunder Fist, following the same path as his Maoshan Sect’s Five Thunders Orthodox Method.
But the way of primordial magnetism within it made him feel it was a bit strange. By strange, he mainly sensed the meaning of primordial magnetism interaction from some cultivation methods of Mount Gezao.
But there was a great difference within it. Exactly where it differed, he couldn’t understand. After all, he practiced talismans!
“New thunder art? Oh, this… is a method this… this disciple occasionally comprehended through the Celestial Worthy’s mercy and luck!”
Shi Jian spoke, stuttering a bit. He lowered his old face with a slight blush and subconsciously picked at his fingernails.
This look left True Person Tian Ming’s facial expression unchanged, but the old face of his Purple Palace Primordial Spirit showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
He stared blankly at Shi Jian, who was lying for the second time in his life. “No, why has this child gone bad again!”
You should know that Shi Jian’s first lie was about Shi Shaojian’s identity. To be fair, when Shi Jian lied back then, he almost couldn’t keep a straight face. Of course, now too, he almost couldn’t!
While thinking, True Person Tian Ming’s expression turned serious, and he said with a serious and sincere face: “You’d better think it through before speaking, and besides, there are no outsiders here!”
“Disciple… everything disciple says is true!”
Shi Jian stuttered again, subconsciously recalling the words his master said with a face full of killing intent when he passed away!
“Do not believe what your Second Senior Uncle says!”
After thinking it through, Shi Jian raised his head with an expression striving to return to normal, maintaining a blank expression as he looked at the Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle before him.
He had lied, but he had a reason for lying this time: because he had been caught in the rain, he did not want his own disciple to be caught in the rain again.
This was also the main reason he would rather lie than say that Liu Xiu compiled the Daoist canon and received the Celestial Worthy’s transmission.
Of course, revealing the Celestial Worthy’s transmission would actually be beneficial for Liu Xiu, but things are always a mix of blessing and misfortune.
The blessing was that if this were revealed, Liu Xiu would surely be valued by the Main Altar, but after the character for blessing comes the character for misfortune.
Just like when he first obtained the inheritance of the Lightning-Rushing Thunder Fist back then, it was extremely glorious and unmatched in limelight.
But after the blessing, who knows how many misfortunes followed, and how could outsiders know the dangers within?
As for how he could see through it all, it was simple: he didn’t understand human relations and worldly affairs, but he had experienced those dirty affairs!
And! He wasn’t stupid!!
So, he decided to take this matter upon himself before Liu Xiu could stand on his own. Anyway, he wasn’t afraid of dark arrows.
As for open swords,
he was even less afraid now!
Just as Shi Jian was thinking that at worst he would explain and apologize to Liu Xiu later, and give Liu Xiu all the benefits he had obtained,
True Person Tian Ming spoke with a strange look in his eyes.
“Hmm… then, can this art be transmitted externally?”
“This… let this disciple think it over for a few days and then report back to the Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle!” Shi Jian said. He planned to ask Liu Xiu first when he returned.
He was able to learn the great divine ability of primordial magnetism because he was Liu Xiu’s master, but that did not mean he could spread the great divine ability of primordial magnetism recklessly.
“…”
He actually refused!
Oh no, this is bad, it’s over!
Who on earth led my child astray!
On the old face of True Person Tian Ming’s tiny primordial spirit personage, his eyes widened so much they tugged at his beard. He looked at Shi Jian before him, who was refusing him for the first time, with utter disbelief.
However, he did not stupidly say something like this being the sect leader’s order to force Shi Jian to transmit the art, because he knew Shi Jian’s temperament.
In the past, Shi Jian accepted his sect leader’s orders because those orders were based on not violating Shi Jian’s Dao heart.
For example, slaying demons and eliminating devils, and helping fellow disciples…
If he used the order to force Shi Jian to violate Daoist laws, True Person Tian Ming thought that, given Shi Jian’s Dao heart and temperament, he might make one of the following two choices:
One: beat up this Grandmaster’s Second Senior Uncle of his.
Two: go to the rear mountain to face the wall in meditation.
There might even be a combination of one and two making three. Of course, True Person Tian Ming thought Shi Jian should not beat up this senior uncle of his!
Hmm, probably not,
after all, Shi Jian is a good child!
Boom—
It seemed the power of the High Purity Cavernous Quiescent Light Order-Fixing Precious Talisman suddenly weakened a bit. True Person Tian Ming saw that the great divine ability of primordial magnetism that had originally been heading toward him suddenly broke free from the time-stopping power of the stilling qi and directly boomed toward him!
True Person Tian Ming’s pupils dilated. His sleeve opened subconsciously, and another High Purity Cavernous Quiescent Light Order-Fixing Precious Talisman flew out.
But this time, before the talisman paper had completely flown out of his sleeve, True Person Tian Ming saw Shi Jian’s left hand suddenly reach out!
Boom—
An ear-splitting thunderclap accompanied the bursting of searing-white lightning. The bright-red iron pearl encircled by lightning spun and ground wildly in the palm of Shi Jian’s left hand.
The crackling searing-white electric arcs and thunderstorms, along with ear-splitting friction sounds, erupted without cease, yet they caused no injury whatsoever to Shi Jian’s left hand.
Smack—
As his big hand closed, the iron pearl vanished instantly. All that remained was the searing-white lightning extinguished as Shi Jian’s big hand clenched tightly, the iron pearl crushed into bright-red molten iron falling to the ground, and a white wave of sonic boom tearing through the air.
Silence! Silence! Silence—
“…You… practiced external hardening?”
No, you’re a Taoist, why would you practice external hardening!
True Person Tian Ming, suddenly feeling that Shi Jian was not a good child either, said with a face full of astonishment. After saying the Celestial Worthy descends his law, Shi Jian said nothing more.
He practiced external hardening mainly because he had created the Three-Light Primordial Magnetism Body-Refining Art. As the creator, he naturally cultivated this art himself.
And in one go he cultivated to the third layer, the Soul-Firming Realm, which focuses on restoring the physical body. Since he focused on restoring the physical body, he naturally had corresponding powerful physical strength.
However, it was strange that after he cultivated the third layer’s unique Magnetic Gang Golden Body of Soul-Firming, he found that the art, which should have been complete, could still continue to break through upward.
So he slightly modified it again, adding a fourth layer, the Guardian Shield, to better fortify his own defenses.
Hmm, according to Liu Xiu’s saying,
this is called the Three-Light Primordial Magnetism Body-Refining Art Version 2.0!
Therefore, his physical body became somewhat stronger, so just now he caught his own great divine ability of primordial magnetism with his hand.
In addition, the fact that the Three-Light Primordial Magnetism Body-Refining Art allows cultivators who cannot practice thunder arts to cultivate thunder arts is also the reason he wanted to shoulder this matter for Liu Xiu. This art is too heaven-defying in some respects.
Although he was the creator,
but the Way of Primordial Magnetism comes from the Celestial Worthy’s transmission!
“…”
Who on earth led my good child to become like this! True Person Tian Ming cursed in his heart. Then he changed the topic:
“Little Stone, can your new thunder art truly take someone’s head from a thousand li away, just like the flying sword technique?”
“…It can, but the new thunder art does not have the flying sword technique’s ability to lock onto enemies…” Shi Jian, whose mouth twitched twice because he was over fifty and disliked being called Little Stone, spoke truthfully.
He did not intend to hide these things. After all, in his view, there was no need to hide them. If he really wanted to hide them, he would not have acted so openly.
“Oh oh…”
“However, the speed of this disciple’s new thunder art is not inferior to that of ordinary flying swords. So in this disciple’s view, whether or not it has the ability to lock onto enemies is not that important. Also, the speed of the new thunder art can actually be even faster…”
“…”
To be honest,
you anger people just like your dead master!
True Person Tian Ming thought with a twitching mouth. But as they chatted, he frowned and asked Shi Jian with a blank expression:
“The… the new thunder art also requires understanding Western foreign language?”
“Yes!”
“…”
Understood,
you’re not just led astray!
you now dare to lie to your Second Senior Uncle!!
True Person Tian Ming, feeling things were too upside-down and that he had always been the one to lie to others, frowned. He looked with doubtful eyes at Shi Jian, whose expression remained unchanged, and said uncertainly:
“Is the Western foreign language you speak really the one I’m thinking of? Oh, I get it. The Western foreign language you speak is some kind of Western foreign language called Daoist text, right? Or some ancient text or something?”
“It’s Western foreign language! Barbarian script!”
“…×1+X”
You must be joking with me!
To learn a new thunder art, one must understand Western foreign language? Are you kidding!
True Person Tian Ming looked at Shi Jian before him with a blank expression, feeling it must have been his late Eldest Senior Brother who instructed Shi Jian to say this.
The cultivators who did not wish to reveal their true appearances and names and were secretly eavesdropping on their conversation looked at one another. They all saw the two characters for “disbelief” in each other’s eyes.
Some cultivators who loved watching the drama and didn’t mind making a big deal out of it disguised their voices to secretly send True Person Tian Ming a voice transmission: “He’s playing you, Grandmaster!”
“Hmph, whatever petty villain dares to slander the relationship between me and my martial nephew? Don’t worry, martial nephew. Senior Uncle naturally believes you…”
True Person Tian Ming said with a stern expression and a cold snort, looking around and speaking loudly. After finishing, he secretly transmitted his voice to Shi Jian:
“Come, be honest with Second Senior Uncle. Tell Second Senior Uncle that this Western foreign language actually refers to some obscure regional dialect, right!”
“It’s Western foreign language. It’s the English, ‘good morning,’ ‘fuck you,’ and such that those foreign devils speak…”
Shi Jian spoke directly. He was not afraid of being overheard. After all, he had not mentioned electromagnetism. As for why he said one must understand Western foreign language, it was mainly because Chinese-language books were too hard to buy.
He himself couldn’t easily buy them. He thought these people were probably the same. It would be better for everyone to learn together, just to broaden their horizons.
He absolutely had not thought to check if there was anyone with an English talent as mediocre as his own. He, Shi Jian, was not that kind of person. Thinking this, a smile crossed Shi Jian’s mouth.
“…”
Oh no,
my martial nephew has truly been led astray!
Looking at the smile crossing Shi Jian’s mouth, True Person Tian Ming’s tiny primordial spirit personage had a face full of worry, feeling it was over!
…
The Human World,
fifteen minutes ago.
Near Four-Eyed Daoist’s home.
The miserable state of the three imperial palace experts caused the corpse-transporting group to panic, with fear and terror. Of course, Vice Minister Wu’s exclamation was not missing.
“You… you… what great gall. You dare to murder a court official. Someone, seize him and execute him on the spot!”
It seemed to be because he was used to putting hats on women. Vice Minister Wu trembled as he hid behind a nearby soldier, pointing at Liu Xiu and opening his mouth with a big accusation.
“The Great Qing has fallen. Where are there any court officials?”
Liu Xiu spoke with a strange and contemptuous smile. As he spoke, he skillfully drew his Colt pistol.
Daoist Qianhe beside him felt his martial nephew wanted to kill to silence witnesses and subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he had not yet spoken to stop him.
Liu Xiu pointed his gun at the soldiers who fundamentally did not dare to advance and said: “Come on, come on. You few, quickly help me wash clean your grievances. Otherwise, I’ll kill you… ptooey. I’ll have Miss Su’s father take you to tour the City God Hall. I don’t believe you haven’t done dirty things!”
As soon as Liu Xiu spoke, a horribly dead head emerged from the ground beneath his feet. The head was none other than Miss Su, who had manifested her appearance before death.
No,
are you this thoughtful!
Liu Xiu told Miss Su to go back and continued pointing his gun at the ten soldiers. The ten soldiers immediately raised their hands in the French gesture and said:
“Daoist Lord, don’t shoot. It was them, it was them who secretly touched your magic treasure at the inn the night before last, turning out like this…”
“Right, right. I saw it with my own eyes. They took advantage of that Daoist Lord being asleep, touched your magic treasure, and cut their own hands…”
“What touched? They wanted to destroy this magic treasure and accidentally injured themselves. It’s all their own fault…”
Under dual fear, the ten soldiers with raised hands quickly restored the true reason the three imperial palace experts had fallen unconscious.
“Even though… even though this matter was the fault of those three, but… but you are not at fault at all, right!”
Vice Minister Wu spoke tremblingly. Hearing this, Liu Xiu’s smile disappeared and he directly pulled the trigger of his Colt.
Shrieks of “Ahhh!” came from Vice Minister Wu, who had been shot in the arm and thigh. Immediately, a smell of urine appeared, along with Vice Minister Wu’s pleas for mercy as he fell to the ground.
“Ahhh, stop hitting. You’re not wrong…”
The scene was too strange and absurd. Four-Eyed Daoist and Jiale, who had come running after hearing the sound and stood for a while, had slightly bewildered expressions.
Equally bewildered were Master Yixiu beside the two of them, and Qingqing, who had been staring at Liu Xiu ever since she arrived.
“This matter is our fault. I beg Daoist Lord not to be angry. However, please first save those three…”
Seventy-First Prince in the sedan chair, his face pale, enduring the fear in his heart, spoke to Liu Xiu. After finishing, he added:
“Daoist Lord, make any request you want!”
“Simple. Make them kneel and apologize and admit their mistakes!”
Liu “Dragon King” Xiu smiled with a crooked mouth. He had no other meaning. He just wanted to kill their hearts. He wanted to slowly torment this group who bore ill will toward him.
At the same time, he wanted these people who thought themselves high and mighty to suffer the ultimate humiliation before him.
Hmm? Wrong!
I’ve been influenced by magnetic field martial dao!!!
Liu Xiu thought it over and felt he should not have been influenced by magnetic field martial dao. After all, he was someone who could choose not to repay kindness, but who must repay grudges, and then some.
Four-Eyed Daoist originally wanted to smooth things over for this Liu Xiu, who was so arrogant that he felt he should be of the same generation or his senior uncle’s generation.
But after hearing Liu Xiu say “not to apologize to me, but to apologize to them” and pointing to Daoist Qianhe and the other four,
Four-Eyed Daoist closed his mouth with a frown. Jiale was different. He stared with wide eyes at the bronze-cornered golden coffin.
“This coffin is truly beautiful…”
Jiale subconsciously thought. His eyes subconsciously looked toward his master, and then he muttered that it seemed a bit not long enough.
???
Master Yixiu looked with a strange expression at Jiale, who looked at the coffin, then at Four-Eyed Daoist, and repeated this several times.
No, are you too filial, kid?
Your master is still alive!!
Chapter 44