There was only one butcher's shop in the town.
There was only one butcher in the world.
The middle-aged Taoist stood outside the door and looked at the Butcher who was covered in grease but no sweat. He said, "Since you are here, you have to do something."
The Butcher was dividing the pork. Hearing this, he kept silent for a long time and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is your Senior Brother really going to do that rebellious thing?"
The middle-aged Taoist said calmly, "What do you mean by rebellious? First of all, we have to determine the concept of Taoism … You and the Drunkard have been hiding under Haotian's eyes for tens of thousands of years. Isn't that against her Taoism? "
The Butcher's ink-like thick eyebrows slowly rose as he said, "How dare you."
The middle-aged Taoist said, "Helping my Senior Brother is also good for you."
The Butcher said, "To help your Senior Brother, I just need to stay in the town and not come here … Because you and I both know that helping your Senior Brother and helping Taoism are two different things."
The middle-aged Taoist kept silent for a while and said, "The agreement between you and Haotian is still valid."
The Butcher remained silent for a long time. At first, it was because he needed time to think about what the Abbey Dean wanted him to do. Later, it was because someone had come.
Hearing the footsteps, he asked, "What do you need me to do?"
The middle-aged Taoist stood outside the door and did not look back at the approaching figure. He said, "The Tang Army is armored and heavy cavalry. No one can stop them. I don't want the Divine Hall to be peaceful forever. I just want some pavilions and halls."
The Butcher put down his knife and said indifferently, "Is that all?"
The middle-aged Taoist said, "If you can kill the people from the Academy, it will be the best."
The Butcher and the Drunkard were the two Grand Cultivators who had lived the longest in the world, even longer than the Buddha Yard and the Headmaster of the Academy. They had been living in seclusion until the Headmaster ascended to Heaven and Haotian came to the world. During these years, the Drunkard had fought several times, which made the Academy feel pressured. But the Butcher had never done anything.
Of course, he was strong, even the strongest in the world. He was different from the Chief Monk of Scripture who had been buried with the Prajna Peak. He was strong, but his blade was even stronger because he was good at killing.
For countless years, he had killed pigs, sheep, cows, and people. His strength lay in killing. He had lived in seclusion for many years and had killed fewer people. It was not because of a change in his state of mind, but because of the Headmaster's request …
The Butcher said with an indifferent expression, "They're just some pigs and sheep. There's no harm in killing them."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of cicadas rang out in the small town. At this time, the autumn rain was chilly, and the sound of cicadas in the rain was even more mournful. Amidst the sound of cicadas, a little girl in a yellow dress slowly walked over from the other side of the town.
She walked to the butcher's shop and looked inside. The rainwater at the end of her ponytail was like fine pearls. As she moved, it floated to the ground inside the threshold. Then, the tip of her nose wrinkled beautifully. It was very cute.
She thought the smell of blood in the butcher's shop was too strong and unpleasant, just like the butcher's words.
"Others are pigs and sheep, but you are a dog. I've never understood why people like you and the Drunkard are willing to be dogs. Is this matter really that interesting? "
Yu Lian's young face was full of inquiry. Because of her seriousness, she looked very cute. Her yellow dress was wet by the rain, but she did not look embarrassed. Instead, she was still cute. Her black ponytail was naturally the cutest.
She was such a cute and scary little girl.
She had recovered from the wounds she suffered in the battle with the national master of the Golden Tribe in the Wilderness. She did not stop and traveled thousands of miles south to the West-Hill Divine Kingdom. How could the tens of thousands of cavalrymen from the Divine Halls of West-Hill stop her?
It was not until she came to the door of the butcher's shop that the Divine Halls of West-Hill noticed her arrival. The sharp warning sound cut through the rain, and the sound of hoofbeats could be heard. Countless people came to the small town, but did not dare to step on the long street.
The Butcher looked at the little girl outside the butcher's shop and guessed her identity. He said expressionlessly, "It's better to be a dog in peace than a person in chaos … This is what your teacher said to me in the town."
Yu Lian's eyes fell on the knife in his hand. She said casually, "What he said might not be right."
The Butcher said, "I heard that you are this generation's leader of the Devil's Doctrine? The Devil's Doctrine emphasizes on absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth into the body, which is similar to what I realized years ago. In this way, I should be your ancestor … But since you don't even care about what the Headmaster of the Academy said, I guess you don't care about this either. "
Yu Lian put her hands behind her back and stood on tiptoe to look into the butcher's shop. She looked like a cute little girl who was learning from adults. She said casually, "The Enlightenment Doctrine has always been good at deceiving and destroying our ancestors."
The Butcher said indifferently, "You are an interesting kid. No one has dared to talk to me like this for many years. Maybe you can be proud of it."
He had lived in the world for countless years. In terms of age, he could call everyone a kid. Yu Lian was not annoyed. She looked at him and said, "I also think you are interesting."
The Butcher asked, "Where?"
Yu Lian said slowly, "No one has ever dared to talk to me like this except for my teacher. I think he was the one who talked to you like this many years ago. It seems that he is more powerful."
The Butcher was silent for a moment and suddenly threw the knife in his hand.
The butcher's knife, which was covered in blood and oil, fell heavily on the ground outside the sill with a loud bang. Smoke and dust rose, and gravel shot into the dense autumn rain. It was as if a mountain had fallen from the sky to the mortal world.
"If you can hold this knife, we will talk about other things," he said.
Yu Lian squatted down with her hands behind her back and looked at the legendary knife for a while. Then she carefully rolled up her sleeves and took out a handkerchief. She pinched the back of the knife with only two fingers through the handkerchief.
She used two fingers to slowly lift the heaviest knife in the world off the ground.
As she moved, the weight of the iron knife passed to her feet. With two crisp sounds, two cobweb-like cracks appeared on the bluestone floor outside the door sill of the butcher's shop.
Throughout this process, her brows were furrowed and her expression was solemn.
Then she put down the iron knife.
"Very good. You are qualified to talk to me."
The Butcher looked at her coldly and said, "Although it was a bit hard, you lifted it after all."
Yu Lian shook her head and carefully wiped her fingers with the handkerchief. She said, "You old people always like to talk to yourselves. I just think it is too dirty. Do you think it is really heavy?"
She frowned and concentrated because she did not want her fingers to be stained with blood or oil.
The Butcher was silent for a long time and said, "You are indeed very strong."
"Thank you for your recognition, senior."
Yu Lian said casually. She was not serious at all. Her strength did not need anyone's approval, even if that person was the legendary Butcher.
"If you were given the same time as me, no, even half or even one-tenth of my time, you might be able to defeat me and even obtain the real immortality."
The Butcher looked at her and said, "Unfortunately, you will not have that time anymore. So you are not strong enough. No matter who comes from the Academy, it is not enough because you are not strong enough."
Yu Lian said, "You have not been in the world for many years. You do not know that the strongest thing in the Academy is the word 'strong'."
The Butcher said, "Do you want to talk about Ning Que who inherited Ke Haoran's legacy? He is indeed good. Unfortunately, a thousand miles of wind blew in Yangzhou City. Now he is … lacking breath. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows again.
Footsteps were heard in the autumn rain again. The footsteps were very steady. A powerhouse like the Butcher could naturally hear that there was something wrong with the center of gravity of the person's body. However, it was still so steady, which meant that it was terrifying.
The person was wearing a shabby monk's robe. His short hair was like angry pine, but his expression was very calm. He walked in the rain, and the distance between each step seemed to be measured with a ruler in advance. There was no deviation.
Jun Mo had always been a person who would never make a mistake.
The Butcher looked at him with a serious expression and said, "Or, would you like to try and see if you can pick up my knife?"
Jun Mo took the handkerchief from Yu Lian's hand and carefully wiped the rain off his face. He glanced at the knife on the ground and did not understand what the Butcher was talking about. He looked at the Butcher as if he was looking at an idiot.
Yu Lian looked at the Butcher as if she was looking at an ignorant child. She said, "I said that you don't care about the world, and you really don't. You have no idea that the strongest person in the Academy has never been Ning Que."
Indeed, the strongest people in the Academy had always been Jun Mo and Yu Lian.
The Butcher was perhaps the strongest person in the cultivation world or even in the entire history of cultivation. The strongest here did not refer to the state of cultivation, but specifically referred to the strength and strength. Therefore, the two strongest people in the Academy came to meet him.
The Butcher was naturally not in a good mood to be looked at and ignored by two juniors of the Academy. His face became a little gloomy, but he did not say anything.
Yu Lian asked, "Is it enough now?"
The Butcher said, "It is enough. You can try to fight with me together."
Yu Lian said, "The Headmaster said that words must be justified, and it is very important. Jun Mo likes to use peaceful means before resorting to force. Therefore, since it is enough, maybe we can talk about something first."
The Butcher took a deep breath. He had been prepared for a real battle for countless years, but he was rebuffed by Yu Lian's words. His depressed mood turned into one word, "Speak!"
Yu Lian said, "It seems to be a little inconvenient today."
The Butcher squinted his eyes and slightly raised his eyebrows. He stared at her without saying a word.
Yu Lian said, "I am not afraid of you. What's the use of staring at me?"
Then she turned around and looked at the middle-aged Taoist. She said, "Do you know why it is inconvenient?"
The middle-aged Taoist sighed and said, "I guess it is because I am here? But powerful people, why do you care about me? "
Yu Lian said, "Of course it is because you are very strong."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said, "I have done nothing since the beginning."
Yu Lian said calmly, "That is why it is so great … Until now, I do not even know your name. I have to say that it is very admirable."
To the human world, she was a great fog.
However, this seemingly calm and harmless middle-aged Taoist had silently guarded the Zhishou Abbey for decades. Even she could not see through him. His true face seemed to be hidden in the fog, so it was naturally worth being vigilant.
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(I have been feeling unwell these few days, and even have mental problems. I have been adjusting, and it is alright. Let's put our palms together, hug, and pat each other on the back. Everyone is strong.)
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