The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly.
He knew very well why his Senior Brother had sent Long Qing back to the Zhishou Abbey. Long Qing was not wrong, but he knew that even his Senior Brother would not have thought that Long Qing would be so bold and vicious. He would not have thought that Long Qing would dare to do so many treacherous things.
"If this is a path that my Senior Brother has drawn for you, then you have now gone straight to the end of this path and come to the cliff. If this is the life that my Senior Brother has arranged for you, then you have now deviated from his arrangements and exceeded the limits that everyone can tolerate."
The middle-aged Taoist said slowly.
The green meadow behind him reflected the sunlight. Behind the meadow was a steep precipice. No one knew how deep the precipice was or how deep the abyss under the clouds was.
"In the cave, when I was absorbing the consciousness of the Halfman Taoist, I was very intoxicated. That intoxication was mixed with fear. Just as I said, there are no rules or limits that can restrain me. The abbey dean's arrangements may not be correct, because as long as there are arrangements, there will be certain rules. "
Long Qing looked at the light green Taoist robe on the middle-aged Taoist and thought of the green Taoist robe on the South Sea boat that the abbey dean wore. A trace of fear appeared on his face. However, after a moment, the fear turned into relief.
"The abbey dean probably cannot imagine what will happen to me. Because other than ourselves, even we do not know our own thoughts. How can we understand what Haotian's will is?"
The middle-aged Taoist sighed and said, "Even my Senior Brother and the Great Divine Priest of Revelation do not dare to assume that they understand Haotian's will. Who in this world can truly understand what Firmament is thinking? What right do you have to say that you bear Haotian's orders and blame your sins on Haotian?"
Long Qing said, "The sins in the eyes of mortals may not exist in the mind of Haotian."
"Maybe you're right."
The middle-aged Taoist looked at him and said, "But now that I am standing in front of you, I really want to know what belief supports you not to kneel down and beg for mercy out of fear. Instead, you talk to me with confidence. Do you really think that I will let you leave with the Tomes of Arcane and the sacred medicine with such words?"
Long Qing said calmly, "If my thoughts are really Haotian's will, then I will fulfill Haotian's orders. How can Haotian let me die? If I die in your hands today, it proves that my thoughts are not Haotian's will. In that case, I will lose my last hope, and there is no point in continuing to live. So, Uncle, I am really not afraid of death, at least not now."
The middle-aged Daoist said, "You still have a point, but to me, words are as meaningless as to you. Hand over the Heavenly Book and the sacred medicine, and at least I won't kill you now."
"Of course you won't kill me, because at least the Abbey Dean once placed some hope on me."
Long Qing glanced at his Taoist robe and felt the Tomes of Arcane and the small bottle in his arms. He said, "There are no rules and no bottom line, so there is no deal. I have lost a lot in the past, so I am as greedy as a child now. How can I bear to hand over the candy that I have in my hands?"
Then, he raised his head, looked at the middle-aged Taoist, and said, "Uncle, have you ever seen those poor children fighting for candy? I didn't have the chance to see it when I was in the imperial palace or in the West-Hill Divine Palace. But I saw it when I was a beggar. It was more lively and sad than beggars fighting for leftovers. Even if the children were full, even if the sweets were so cheap, even if the sweets were useless to them, they still had to eat desperately, because if they didn't eat, they might be eaten by other children. "
The middle-aged Daoist was shocked and hurriedly said, "No!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves. A vast and pure aura suddenly rolled up countless amounts of Qi of Heaven and Earth, turning into invisible ropes that were about to bind Long Qing's body.
However, Long Qing already had a plan in mind. As he spoke, he had already silently crushed the small bottle in his arms. Before the middle-aged Daoist's aura could reach him, he stuffed the broken pieces of the bottle into his mouth. With a strange smile, he chewed hard.
He really looked like a poor child who was desperately stuffing candy into his mouth.
The broken pieces of the small bottle were very sharp. They cut open Long Qing's mouth, and some blood flowed down from the corner of his lips. More blood, mixed with the Heavenly Power Pill and the broken pieces, entered his stomach.
The middle-aged Daoist moved like a willow in the wind and came before Long Qing in an instant.
However, Long Qing had already taken the medicine. Even if he cut open his stomach, the Heavenly Power Pill would not be able to regenerate.
The middle-aged Daoist's expression was unusually cold. The anger in his eyes seemed to be about to spit out and burn Long Qing to ashes.
The Heavenly Power Pill could be said to be the most precious medicine in the world. Even the Zhishou Abbey only had a few of them. After Chen Pipi left the Zhishou Abbey, there was only one left.
Long Qing raised his pale face and looked at the middle-aged Daoist with a smile. He said, "Uncle, I've eaten the only Heavenly Power Pill. If you kill me like this, at least this Heavenly Power Pill will be like a candy dropped into a cesspool. If you let me live, you can at least look forward to the changes this Heavenly Power Pill will bring to me. I think for Haotian Taoism, this is the right choice."
The middle-aged Daoist narrowed his eyes. No one could tell what he was thinking.
Stealing the medicine of Haotian Taoism was, of course, an unforgivable crime. However, from another perspective, once the medicine was taken, its preciousness would be transferred to the person who took it. No matter how angry he was, the medicine would no longer exist. Now, only the person who took the medicine was left. This was like the person who had the jade was guilty. However, if the jade merged with the person, the person would become the jade. Not only would he not be guilty, but he would also be precious.
From the moment he saw the middle-aged Daoist, Long Qing did not think that he could escape from the Zhishou Abbey with his own strength. Not to mention that he was heavily injured. Even if he digested the terrifying cultivation of the Halfman Taoist that he had swallowed, he would not be able to defeat this unfathomable Uncle.
From that moment on, he had decided on this strategy. Whether it was the words that were filled with resentment or the words about the will of Haotian, they were all a cover. What he wanted to do was to take the Heavenly Power Pill when the middle-aged Daoist was not paying attention.
Long Qing had succeeded. He looked at the middle-aged Daoist who seemed to be deep in thought and smiled. He was not very proud, but was very satisfied with his calculation of the interests of Haotian Taoism and the hearts of people.
The Heavenly Power Pill gradually melted in his stomach and turned into a spring stream of fresh medicinal power. It slowly flowed through his body and repaired his severely damaged organs. It even began to nourish the Snow Mountain and Ocean of Qi that had been somewhat dried up after being rebuilt in the South Sea.
Long Qing could clearly feel all this. He even faintly guessed that when the medicinal power of the Heavenly Power Pill completely melted into his body, his Snow Mountain and Ocean of Qi would be completely restored. At that time, in addition to the lifetime cultivation of the Halfman Taoist that he had swallowed, his state would be able to return to its previous peak state. It was even possible that he could directly cross the threshold and enter the realm of Knowing Destiny!
He had once lost everything, and only then would he know how difficult it was to regain it. He had once been glorious, and only then would he know how difficult it was to climb back to the peak. He recalled the arrow on the snow cliff in the Wilderness, the bloody hole in his chest, the desperate journey into the night, and the steamed bun in the ruined temple in the capital of the Yan Kingdom. Long Qing's eyes became slightly moist. Then, he felt his body become a little lighter, as if he was about to float.
Then, he realized that this was not an illusion, nor was it an illusion. It was the medicinal power flowing through his body, constantly washing away all the dirt and filth, washing away all the dust and mortals that originally belonged to the world from his bones. He became light, so light that he was about to float and float into the distance.
It was a feeling that seemed illusory and real. It was a side effect of the peerless medicinal power of the Heavenly Power Pill gradually transforming into the aura of a cultivator. The smell released by the medicine seemed to become some kind of real gas that slowly seeped out of his pores and slowly enveloped his entire body.
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Long Qing did not forget those regrets in his intoxication. Although he had used a seemingly simple but actually unbreakable deduction to avoid the danger of death, he knew that he would probably be imprisoned in the Zhishou Abbey and would wait for the abbey dean to return to make a decision. He would naturally not be able to keep the Tomes of Arcane in his arms.
However, what happened next was not what he had expected. The middle-aged Taoist looked at him and said indifferently, "I admire your reaction speed and countermeasures. But you seem to have forgotten that you can ignore the rules as crazy as you are, but Haotian Taoism and our Taoist Abbey still have their own rules."
Long Qing frowned slightly and wanted to say something.
However, the middle-aged Daoist did not say anything else. He casually slapped his palm toward the top of his head. The palm looked so simple. It did not have the power and power of a powerhouse at the peak of martial arts. However, it contained a mysterious aura. It was as if it was in harmony with the laws of heaven and earth. There was no way to avoid it!
Long Qing could not avoid this palm.
No matter how miraculous his encounters were, he still could not avoid the palm of a powerhouse at the Peak of Knowing Destiny State. The huge gap between their states was like the will of Haotian, unstoppable.
Looking at the palm that was getting closer and closer, Long Qing's face revealed an expression of despair and unwillingness.
The middle-aged Taoist's palm landed heavily on Long Qing's forehead.
However, unexpectedly, Long Qing's head did not fall like a ripe fruit, nor did it burst like a ripe watermelon. It was still intact.
The middle-aged Taoist raised his eyebrows, as if he had sensed something very unbelievable.
Before the palm that contained the truth of heaven and earth touched Long Qing's head, it first met the aura that burst out from the Heavenly Power Pill in his body!
An extremely dull sound burst out in front of the meadow.
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